Chapter 601 I Really Can’t Get Up
“But if we want to train you to become all-round artists, this is really not enough.
So I hope you won’t be too hard on yourself, and you should seize every minute to participate in the training. Your efforts will always be rewarded in the future!"
Everyone nodded vigorously, their passion ready to be transformed into sweat and poured out on the training ground.
“I can assure you that as long as you keep up with my pace, even if you can’t compete for the top ten, you will definitely gain a lot and your career will rise step by step in the future.
It depends on whether you can make up your mind. "
"Of course!" A tall and thin boy with a cheerful personality said in a loud voice, "Isn't it just half a year? Half a year can be exchanged for a bright future. This is a sure-win business.
Teacher Xiao An, I will do whatever you say!"
"Teacher Xiao An, we believe you!"
"Okay," An Zhixia nodded with a smile, "Then first, I will start with your diet and daily life. The restaurant is not crowded now, so everyone should line up in order and go quietly.
I know that everyone is hungry after a night of hunger and their stomachs are empty, so they can eat a cow.
But you must remember your identity. No matter when and where you are, managing your body is a compulsory course for you as an artist.
It is human nature to have appetite, but controlling it in moderation will make us healthier, more energetic, and have a balanced metabolism.
It's best not to eat two hours before going to bed, so I suggest that you have a bowl of porridge later, just to feel about 30% full.
Later I will list a detailed menu for you to choose from, and try to ensure that you have a balanced nutrition, feel full, and can persist for a long time without affecting your training! "
Everyone nodded, and no one raised any objections.
Over at the cafeteria, An Zhixia had already sent someone to make arrangements in advance, and by now various fragrant and soft rice porridges had been served.
Looking at the rich variety of food in the restaurant, everyone felt even hungrier. They stared at the meat, but could only eat the grain porridge in their bowls with great difficulty.
Fortunately, the five-grain porridge was cooked according to the method given by An Zhiqiu. The ingredients were first-rate, and the cooking method and time were quite particular. Therefore, the porridge tasted particularly good, which slightly soothed the glutton hidden in everyone's body.
After the students finished their meal, they gathered in the conference room again.
An Zhixia didn't trust the "Star Project" team, so she arranged for Ban Lei and others to keep a close eye on the work of each department. She also installed a number of hidden cameras in the building out of curiosity, and the pictures taken by them could be transmitted to the mobile phone in real time via Bluetooth within 100 meters.
Because of her previous deliberate delay, they were at a different pace from the other judges. An Zhixia could clearly see that there was not much difference between the judges in class organization and management. Although they were not cut from the same mold, they were definitely related.
It seems that these things should be the scripts given by the program team?
Why doesn't she have it?
However, she didn't care. As the saying goes, strength speaks louder than words.
Besides, there is no script to limit her, so she has a lot of room to play!
An Zhixia has strong mental strength and can monitor while studying seriously.
The task given to her by the "Star Project" program team is to be a good head teacher of the six classes, and there are naturally teachers who teach the students various professional knowledge and abilities.
The work of a class teacher is more general. She can bring two assistants to organize and manage the work together.
An Zhixia has scanned and stored the information of all the members of her class in the supermarket's computer for easy retrieval later.
"Everyone has just finished their meal, and I still have two hours to hold the first class meeting for everyone." An Zhixia stood on the stage, holding the microphone and said with a chuckle.
"First of all, I would like to thank everyone for participating in the recording of the 'Star Project' column. It is a kind of fate that we are all together. I hope that we can coexist peacefully, encourage each other, and make progress together in the future!
Secondly, our class has one more student than other classes, a total of 460 students.
For the sake of management, I need to divide you into small groups that can still work together."
When they heard about the class division, everyone got agitated.
They were already unlucky enough to be selected to be in An Zhixia's large class, and now they were divided into small classes. Who wouldn't worry about who they would live with in the next six months?
Because the five judges had the script in their hands, they deliberately divided the classes in different ways, such as drawing lots, free team formation, signing contracts, etc.
An Zhixia coughed softly, and everyone in the conference room immediately fell silent, looking at her eagerly.
She chuckled and said, “We are not familiar with each other, so I cannot accurately identify your temperament, abilities, etc., and it is even more impossible to divide the classes in a scientific and fair way.
Therefore, everyone was divided into twelve classes according to the order of their numbers.
What I want to say is that this is just a temporary ranking!
The next twelve classes will represent your strengths. Classes one and two are for top students, and adjustments will be made every week."
Everyone was excited after hearing this. Just thinking about 460 students competing was a scene full of fighting spirit.
It was already early morning when the classes were divided.
Everyone lined up according to their class ranking, waiting for An Zhixia to continue giving orders.
"Thank you all for your hard work today. Go back and have a rest and go to bed early. We will gather at 5:30 tomorrow morning. Is that a problem?" Her face was slightly solemn.
The enthusiastic young people shouted at the top of their lungs: "No problem."
All the dissenting voices were suppressed.
"Ms. An Zhixia, it's already early in the morning. By the time we find a bed, wash up, lie down and fall asleep, it will probably be around one o'clock. We will gather at 5:30. Can you help me calculate how much rest we can have in a day?
Although we want to train well, if we can't even guarantee sleep, how can we talk about other things?
You Xia Hua are really too inhumane..."
"Most of us are night owls. We can sleep late, but we definitely can't get up. Ms. An Zhixia, you are the class teacher, can you please be more professional?
It's not difficult to make some reasonable requests that everyone can do, right? "
The foreign students started to make a lot of noise, and it was obvious that they were not prepared to gather at 5:30 tomorrow.
An Zhixia tapped the loudspeaker, and the slightly harsh sound of electric current successfully stopped everyone from talking.
"How many people can't gather at 5:30?"
As soon as she finished speaking, most people raised their hands.
Seeing so many people agreeing with them, they became more confident and continued to say, "Ms. An Zhixia, we really can't get up.
It’s not bad to gather at 7 o’clock, and 8 o’clock after dinner is exactly the best time in my memory.
We can do exercise and memorize at the same time, so why do we have to use up our sleep time?"
"We don't want to wear ourselves out for the show..."
(End of this chapter)
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