Chapter 71 Chapter 71 New song DEMO, it starts again...
The rising popularity online does not have much real impact on the trainees who are immersed in the practice room.
No matter how many followers their Weibo accounts get, they still have to learn the dances they need to learn, revise the lyrics they need to revise, and do the homework they need to do.
The concert was approaching, and although they had an extra week to prepare, they still had to go to school.
After going back and forth, the time left for practice is actually much less than the previous times.
Not to mention that the assessment this time requires self-composed music, which is another big hurdle.
After the lyrics were rejected again, Cong An finally couldn't help it.
It's just a few sentences, and he has been trying very hard to write it, so why can't he finish it?
Cong An blinked desperately, wanting to tell himself that he was fine, but he couldn't help it. His eyes felt sore and tears fell down in big drops.
Huang Xi sat next to Cong An and could only sigh.
The comfort of words is undoubtedly pale at this moment. Only by writing the lyrics himself can Cong An put an end to it all.
After An cried for a while, he felt a little better. He wiped away his tears and found that the practice room was unusually quiet.
Except for him who was crying, the other four were gathered in front of the computer, discussing something intently, and walked over to An.
"The current version is not good, it's too monotonous." Bai You paused the music and put forward his own ideas.
Lu Jianian frowned and nodded in agreement: "Yes, I didn't feel anything after listening to it."
Just now, the second version of their song's DEMO came out.
In their conception, their songs are youthful and cheerful, giving people a feeling of being young in the prime of life, just like the morning dew and summer soda, which automatically make people's mouths curl up.
Bai You's original melody has already initially demonstrated this feeling, and with the appropriate arrangement, they believe that this effect can be achieved.
But the song DEMO they got now was completely different from what they had imagined.
It sounds nice, but it lacks that jumping joy.
Bai You opened the document and began typing: "Everyone, please share your ideas. We'll summarize them and hand them over to the teacher for further revision."
Huang Xi frowned: "There's only a week left, is there still time?"
Bai You's hands moved quickly: "It's not too late, but it's not too late. This version won't work now. If we continue to perform with this version, we might not even be able to stand on the stage!"
Huang Xi thought of the rules Ding Ling mentioned.
He was silent.
After listening for a while, Cong An already knew what was going on. He couldn't help but ask, "What if we make it up ourselves?"
Even though the teacher's arrangement is mature, the inconsistency of ideas will increase the cost of communication. Just like now, the DEMO given by the teacher is very different from their ideas.
Composing your own music can circumvent this problem.
Bai You's answer came out of his mouth, and it was obvious that he had considered it himself: "No, we don't have enough time. And although we have all learned to arrange music, we are still a long way from being able to actually compose a song."
Huang Xi's expression was conflicted: "But this is already the second revised version."
Each revision takes at least two or three days. Now there is only one week left before the program is finalized. If we remove the three days of adaptation time, they will only have four days left for rehearsal.
Of course, if the result of this revision is good, then the last four days will be enough.
But what if the final revision is not good? Will they revise it again?
But as Bai You said, they simply didn't have the time or even the ability to compose their own music.
"The teacher will revise one version, and we will revise one ourselves." Looking at the solemn expressions of the crowd, Lu Yao spoke.
The four of them looked up in surprise and looked at Lu Yao who suddenly spoke.
Yes, there are not only four people in their group, there is also a fifth person.
Bai You finally finished typing on the keyboard, "We don't have time!"
He really wanted to sigh, why didn't they have time, why!
Why is the time so tight? Can’t we let everyone get ready before going on stage?
Lu Yao put his hand on the computer, stood opposite Bai You, and looked directly at his four anxious teammates: "I have time."
"Yesterday the teacher said that I have learned the arrangement very well."
"And I fully understand what each of you thinks." He was present at every discussion about the songs. "I am the most suitable person."
Lu Jianian was confused and shocked.
Putting aside whether Lu Yao has the ability to compose music, this seems to be the first time that Lu Yao has taken the initiative to talk about what he wants to do since they started composing songs in the past two weeks.
Before it was all 'ok', 'ok' and 'no problem'.
Focus on one cooperation.
He couldn't help but look out the window.
Does the sun set in the east?
But alas, all I saw were closed shutters.
"Why?"
Why did you propose to compose the music yourself?
At this moment, he was just like the "idiot" Cong'an before, and couldn't help asking the questions in his heart.
Lu Yao's face was filled with more doubts than Lu Jianian's. "Am I not the captain?"
This rhetorical question suddenly reminded Lu Jianian of this identity that no one had ever mentioned except on the first day.
"When the team is in trouble, the captain needs to take action."
“!”That makes sense!
Lu Jianian couldn't refute it.
Thus, a dispute about song modification came to an end quietly.
No one else made any comments.
Everyone knew it well; they already had the answer in their hearts before they even opened their mouths to express their opinions.
Every problem Bai You mentioned was a fact that was obvious to everyone.
The reason why they are entangled and hesitant is just because of their emotions.
The high intensity, high pressure and fatigue overwhelmed them.
Just like the lyrics that Cong An couldn’t write, just like the arrangement that they couldn’t change.
Although Lu Yao's proposal was abrupt and unpredictable, it was still a solution.
What they need now is such a 'solution' to block their emotions.
——A plan to shirk responsibility.
Lu Jianian withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Lu Yao.
It seemed that in this way, the dark thoughts in his heart would not be discovered.
The matter was 'resolved' and everyone was able to move forward with the process. There was no time to sort out the emotions. I hurriedly wrote down my ideas for the song and it was time for dance class.
Today we are learning a group dance for all members, which is from a new song from the third generation.
In this way, the second generation rubs against the third generation, and each generation rubs against the next, bringing the family affection of the cultivation system to the fullest.
When we arrived at the practice room, dance teacher Zhang Ying had not arrived yet. While waiting, everyone warmed up and discussed the progress of the stage.
There are a total of sixteen programs in this concert. Excluding the three programs for quadrant assessment, there are still thirteen programs that need to be prepared.
Among them, there are five stages for all members, and the remaining eight are groups of different people. Roughly speaking, each person has to prepare eight or nine stages at least, and eleven or twelve at most.
The task is very heavy.
The moment Qiao Sinian saw Cong An, he noticed something was wrong with him.
Cong'an is still young and can't hide his thoughts, and all his good and bad thoughts are written on his face.
He walked closer to Cong'an: "What's wrong?"
Although An has accepted it intellectually, he is still a little sad emotionally: "The lyrics didn't pass."
Hearing this, Qiao Sinian didn't know what to say. He could only pat Cong An's shoulder and comfort him silently.
Over there, after Cang Zizhen asked about the progress of Luo Wenbo's group, he went to talk to Bai You. In short, although they were busy warming up, everyone's mouths were not idle.
When the warm-up music ends, the software automatically starts playing it repeatedly.
Cang Zizhen raised his hand to look at his watch.
It's past class time, but the teacher hasn't come yet.
After Lu Yao finished warming up, he quietly walked to the corner and began to rest. Soon, the trainees who had finished warming up also gathered in groups of three or two to practice other dances they had learned before. After waiting for a while, the door of the practice room was finally opened.
"I'm sorry, everyone." Zhang Ying held onto the door frame, a look of pain on her face. "There was an accident."
Bai You looked back and immediately ran over to support Zhang Ying.
The others were also shocked when they saw Zhang Ying's appearance.
Zhang Ying was standing on one leg at this moment, with the other leg raised. There was an obvious scratch on her hand that was holding the door frame.
In an instant, Zhang Ying was surrounded by people.
"I had a minor car accident on the way here, but it's not a big deal." Zhang Ying waved everyone away and explained casually, "I fell and sprained my ankle."
Car accident! Not a big deal!
Everyone was shocked.
Even in this situation, does Zhang Ying still want to come to class?
Is that a bit too professional?
"There are less than two weeks left until the concert. Excluding rehearsals, you only have one week to learn the new stage. Time is very tight." Zhang Ying's professionalism is not so strong as to treat her life as nothing, but today's car accident was indeed just a minor scratch. She sprained her ankle and scraped her hand. She was injured, but not seriously. Compared to that, catching up on the progress is more important.
It's just that she is injured and can't attend the class, and the other teachers don't know how to dance this dance. If a new teacher is to teach the dance, it will have to wait until tomorrow night at the earliest, which will inevitably slow down the progress.
After the car accident, when Zhang Ying sat on the ground and recovered her senses after falling, she thought of countless solutions on how to complete today's teaching tasks.
There should have been no plan originally, but appropriate pain may really make people sober, and pressure may really make people crazy. Under the pressure of progress, Zhang Ying actually came up with a solution.
A method that sounds exaggerated but is absolutely feasible.
"Let's continue with today's class." Zhang Ying's gaze moved around the practice room, finally stopping in a corner: "It's just that I'm not the teacher."
Everyone followed Zhang Ying's gaze and saw Lu Yao sitting in the corner.
What's the meaning?
Zhang Ying sat on the chair that Qiu Yuge had brought and said the next sentence: "Lu Yao will teach you today."
? ?
Everyone's eyes moved between Zhang Ying and Lu Yao. After a few seconds of surprise, they gradually understood what Zhang Ying meant and reacted quickly.
Who can learn a new dance the fastest?
In this practice room, there's only one answer to that question.
Lu Yao.
——Learn this dance in half an hour.
Then teach them.
Hearing Zhang Ying's voice, Lu Yao stood up and looked over.
Everyone made way for the area around Zhang Ying with different expressions, letting Lu Yao come over.
Knowing Lu Yao's strength is one thing, but the change in identity from a student learning dance in the same classroom to a "teacher" teaching dance makes people notice the gap between them more than anything else.
Even though Lu Yao has only practiced for three months, even though Lu Yao is still a trainee, Lu Yao already has the ability to leave them behind.
Because of Lu Yao's absolute talent.
No one could understand one thing more profoundly than those who had practiced with Lu Yao for more than two months.
Lu Yao is a genius.
Zhang Ying took out her phone and handed it to Lu Yao: "This is the dance video I recorded yesterday. Watch and learn it yourself first. If you have any questions, come and ask me."
Lu Yao took the phone and went to watch and learn from the side. Zhang Ying took advantage of this time to check on the progress of others' dance practice.
Music started playing in the practice room and everyone started dancing the dance they had learned these days.
Although his body was moving, his attention unconsciously fell on Lu Yao who was watching a video in the corner.
There was not enough time for practice, the movements were still relatively unfamiliar, and several people even forgot the movements.
As a result, the body's movements became uncontrollable.
Zhang Ying didn't say anything. It was inevitable that the movements were not familiar due to insufficient practice time. She picked out a few non-standard movements and explained how to adjust them. When she was about to have everyone dance again, Lu Yao walked up to her.
"I'm ready now."
Zhang Ying: "Is that all?"
How much time has passed? Twenty minutes?
She knew that Lu Yao learned dancing quickly, but was he really that fast?
Zhang Ying took her phone and said, "Then you dance once and I'll take a look."
Lu Yao nodded, took a few steps back, moved a little further away, got into position, and started moving after Zhang Ying played the music.
The group dance of sixteen people does not have complicated movements, but the complicated part is the changing of formations.
Now Lu Yao danced alone, without moving, standing still, and each movement could be seen very clearly.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Lu Yao, with complicated expressions.
In just twenty minutes, I learned a new dance, and even now when I dance it, I don't look unfamiliar at all.
It was as if he had not only learned for twenty minutes, but had practiced it over and over again and was ready to go on stage at any time.
Is there anything more despairing than being in a competitive environment and realizing the gap between yourself and your opponent?
Even this gap cannot be filled by hard work.
There are towering mountains, boundless seas, and chasms with no end in sight.
Everyone knew that Lu Yao was strong, but at this moment everyone once again deeply realized how strong Lu Yao was.
He not only has outstanding talent, but also has unparalleled learning ability.
A flawless appearance, an undeniable voice, and a smart brain.
Lu Jianian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Should we say that God is fair? He gave Lu Yao a tragic life experience and a bad personality, but in return he had this great talent.
If Lu Yao hadn't come here to be a trainee, he would have been successful in whatever he did, right?
The music stopped and Lu Yao performed the last move.
Zhang Ying applauded: "I didn't expect you to learn it so quickly!"
She came up with the idea herself, but she never thought it could be completed.
She had noticed in previous classes that Lu Yao learned dancing faster than others and never had trouble remembering the moves. Even when she occasionally rushed him, Lu Yao never fell behind, so she thought that the moves this time were simple and Lu Yao should be able to learn them almost perfectly in half an hour.
If she makes some more adjustments, Lu Yao should be able to teach others.
But now I see, wow, after just over ten minutes, is there any difference between the dance Lu Yao performed and the one in her video?
Zhang Ying looked left and right, and no matter how she looked, it seemed like Lu Yao had cut her out of the video.
"Then let's continue with the class." Zhang Ying looked at the others. "This dance is relatively simple. Let's try to finish learning it tonight, okay?"
It seems to be a question, but in fact it is an answer that cannot be refused.
According to the schedule, this dance must be learned today.
"good."
There were scattered responses, and everyone found a place to stand.
Zhang Ying sat next to the speakers and automatically took over the task of playing songs.
Lu Yao stood in front of everyone and recalled the teacher's teaching process in dance class for a while before saying, "Let's do the first four eight beats first."
The trainees actually learn dance very quickly. Although not as fast as Lu Yao who took dozens of minutes, they can still learn most of a dance by spending a few hours.
After years of practice, everyone’s dance level varies due to their different strengths, but their basic ability to memorize movements is still up to par.
So Zhang Ying was not too worried about everyone's progress at the beginning.
Until things changed.
Lu Yao’s teaching method is similar to Zhang Ying’s. He first goes over the movements briefly and then breaks them down. After everyone has done them a few times, they can do them together and make adjustments to the details after they are done.
Learn one beat at a time, eight beats at a time. After learning a section, review it again and then combine it with the music.
Everything was fine at first, but after a whole segment, problems arose.
People often make mistakes.
This time, these two people might make a mistake in this action, and the next time, those two people might make a mistake in that action. Every time a mistake was made, Lu Yao would stop, correct it again, and then start over.
Over and over again, problems arise when combining the music.
Zhang Ying was a little anxious. Why did she keep making mistakes today when she had never made any mistakes before?
But Lu Yao was always very patient, his expression was calm, and he never showed impatience every time he tried again.
Seeing this, Zhang Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
The teacher's mood will also affect the students.
If the teacher gets annoyed first, then the class will really be impossible to continue.
Fortunately, Lu Yao is not such a person.
But he is a good student who is obedient and sensible.
Zhang Ying tried to relax and not be anxious.
But for some reason, although teaching was going on and learning was progressing, Zhang Ying always had a strange feeling.
It's so quiet in the practice room right now.
Apart from Lu Yao's shouting of rhythm and the sound of people's footsteps, there was no other movement.
Zhang Ying had never seen this group of people so quiet.
Time passed by minute by minute, the dance class had been going on for an hour, and the dance learning finally entered the chorus part.
Zhang Ying breathed a sigh of relief again.
The progress has passed one-third, which is slower than expected, but not much slower.
If you don’t finish learning today, you can take another class the next day and you should be able to finish it.
Just as she thought of this, Zhang Ying saw Lu Yao, who was shouting the beat and moving the movements, suddenly stop.
"Teacher, can you turn off the camera?"
Lu Yao looked in her direction, but his eyes fell behind her.
Zhang Ying looked back and saw Li Qiang coming in with a camera behind her.
When she turned around again, she saw Lu Yao staring at Li Qiang behind her.
Lu Yao waited for a while, and when he saw Li Qiang turn off the camera, he turned around to face everyone.
The dance was not very intense, and the trainees were still in the stage of learning a new dance, which did not require any big movements. Therefore, after an hour, everyone looked pretty good.
Breathing is steady and hair is dry.
It didn't feel like I had been dancing for an hour, but more like I had been resting for an hour.
Lu Yao took out his phone and said, "It's 9:14 PM on September 21st. There are still nine days until the fourth concert. During these nine days, you need to finish writing songs, practice all the songs for the concert, rehearse, and go to school."
"This schedule shouldn't be easy for you."
Lu Yao tilted his head slightly, frowning, "I don't understand. In such a tense situation, why would you allow yourselves...to be controlled by your emotions?"
Lu Yao paused slightly, as if looking for a suitable description.
"Given the tight schedule, you should focus on the class instead of being so dissatisfied that it slows down the progress of the class."
"So, what are you dissatisfied with?"
"Me?"
The boy's voice was as gentle as ever, but the words he spoke were not gentle at all.
Wow!
Lu Jianian marveled silently.
It started again, Lu Yao started again.
Is he no longer satisfied with just talking to one person and has started shooting at everyone?
A series of questions were asked, and the quiet classroom became even quieter.
Lu Jianian rolled his eyes, looked at the other people around him, and then looked at Zhang Ying and Li Qiang.
Zhang Ying opened her mouth in surprise, obviously frightened by Lu Yao's remarks, while the latter looked calm and even had the leisure to check the status of the camera, not surprised at all.
I can only say that I've gotten used to it.
When Lu Yao asked to turn off the camera, everyone except Zhang Ying was mentally prepared.
"Haha." Wang Mingzhi said sarcastically, "It's good that you know."
Ever since he had a falling out with Lu Yao, Wang Mingzhi has been happy to refute Lu Yao in every occasion where there are no cameras. Although there are more people here now, the gazes are his stimulant, making him even more willing to do this.
Lu Jianian's head didn't move, but his eyes were moving wildly left and right. He only regretted that his eyes couldn't rotate 360 degrees. Now from his angle he could only see Lu Yao's expressionless face, but he wanted to join in the fun with Wang Mingzhi even more!
It’s so lively.
Lu Jianian was looking forward to it.
A boring life should be spiced up with this kind of fun.
Bai You looked over when Wang Mingzhi opened his mouth, and now he frowned with a look of disapproval.
Qiu Yuge stood in the first row and could see everyone's expressions in the mirror. When Wang Mingzhi started to speak, he lowered his eyes and head.
Zhang Ying opened her mouth and closed it again. It was as if a radar was whirring in her head, reminding her to do something, but the incident happened too suddenly for her to react.
Weren't we just in class? How did it suddenly start arguing?
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