Chapter 15 First Performance 3.0
In the practice room, six intertwined figures were reflected on the mirrored wall.
Xie Qingyu sat on a folding chair in the corner, tapping her knees with her fingertips to the rhythm of the music.
His eyes followed everyone's changing dance steps, and he outlined in his mind the position where he should stand - turn around on the third beat, raise his hands on the fifth beat, and complete the cross-position exchange with Bai Lang on the seventh beat.
At present, the progress of the "Banana" team is still very fast. As long as no other problems arise in the middle, the rehearsal the day after tomorrow night should not be a big problem.
The most urgent thing at the moment is the communication about costumes and stage design. If we don’t communicate with the program team as soon as possible, it will be more difficult to communicate after the program team has decided on the general direction.
The first is that the program team is less likely to agree, and the second is that even if they agree, there will not be enough time and everything may be simplified or perfunctory, which will greatly reduce the stage presentation effect.
After all, the program team is not just serving their group, there are more than ten groups to arrange costumes and stage design.
"Everyone, stop for a moment!" Sun Lele suddenly shouted, sweat dripping down his chin, "I think this rotation is weird. When Jiashu turns around, he will completely block Huang Ke's camera.
Song Ge and Teacher Bai are sitting a bit close together. If they go on stage, without the mirrored wall in the practice room, it would be easy for them to bump into each other. What do you think?
Qian Song tried to do the movements without looking at the mirror wall, and after some gestures, he found that it was indeed the case.
“But if we don’t do this, the music will come in very quickly and we might not be able to catch up, and we can’t delete the part here.
Otherwise, the separation between the front and back parts will be very obvious, and it will look even weirder on stage."
Huang Ke picked up the water beside him and took a big gulp before speaking while panting.
There is no better way to do this. At least we must ensure that the entire dance is smoothly connected.
Xie Qingyu had an idea and was about to stand up to demonstrate when Bai Tang gave her a look that stopped her in her tracks. "You tell me, we do it."
Bai Lang took off his headphones, and his sweat-soaked bangs stuck to his forehead, making him look even more fierce.
Xie Qingyu pursed her lips and drew an arc with her fingers in the air. "When Song Ge turns around, take a half step back, and Jia Shu takes another step forward. This way, we can ensure that everyone is effectively on camera while also increasing the distance a little."
Everyone followed the instructions and made adjustments, with immediate results. However, Xie Qingyu frowned, noticing that whenever Bai Lang completed a jump, his right hand would unconsciously protect his left ribs—a wound from hitting the bar during practice yesterday.
"Everyone, take a ten-minute break." Xie Qingyu stood up. "I'm going to discuss the costumes and choreography with the production team."
"I'll go with you." Bai Lang immediately put down the water bottle.
"No need." Xie Qingyu laughed, "I'm just going to communicate, not to fight." There's no need for such a posture.
"But you still have a fever..." Qian Song hesitated to speak.
"37.2 degrees, the fever has subsided." Xie Qingyu shook the thermometer in his hand. "And each team has staff nearby. I promise not to go far."
Everyone reluctantly agreed. When Xie Qingyu walked out of the practice room, he heard Zhu Xiaojun's voice behind him: "If you feel uncomfortable, remember to call us!"
In the corridor, Xie Qingyu found Xiao Chen, the staff member in charge of their group.
After hearing his idea, Xiao Chen looked embarrassed: "This... I can't make the decision. I have to ask the leader for instructions."
She walked to the corner and dialed the phone. She lowered her voice and said a few words, then hurried back: "Manager Wang is in a meeting. Let me write it down first. You go back and wait for the news."
"Well, there's one more thing I need your help with."
Xiao Chen thought he was feeling unwell again and looked at him nervously. It was she who got him a fever-reducing patch when he had a fever in the middle of the night in the dormitory yesterday.
Xie Qingyu looked at Xiao Chen's worried eyes and knew that she was overthinking it. She felt a little amused and helpless. Because he had a fever, the team members and the program crew treated him like a porcelain doll that could not be dropped or touched.
"Does the production team have any medicine for injuries? Can I apply for some? If you need money, I can give it to you when I get back to the dormitory."
Xiao Chen thought it was a big deal and that she could make the decision. She waved her hand and said, "I'll get it for you later."
After thanking him, Xie Qingyu returned to the practice room. Everyone was surprised to see him back so soon, and they immediately surrounded him. "How was it? Did the communication go smoothly?" Qian Song handed him a bottle of water.
"Wait for news." After Xie Qingyu gave a brief explanation, his gaze fell on Bai Lang. Seeing Bai Lang looking at him with a puzzled look, he finally did not ask in front of everyone.
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Meanwhile, in the executive producer's office.
Liu Yue, the executive producer of "Road to Star Dreams", is arguing with the investor. The other party keeps testing her bottom line on the phone, which makes her a little impatient. However, she has no way to interrupt the other party. After all, this is the sponsor of the program team and she cannot afford to offend him.
Liu Yue rubbed his temples. The investor's voice on the phone continued to chatter: "Xiao Liu, can't this implant be extended by three seconds? We invested... You promised me back then..."
"Mr. Wang, look at this," Liu Yue said, catching a glimpse of the deputy stage manager waiting at the door. "I have an important meeting about the show's launch soon. I'll call you back later, okay? I promise to give you a satisfactory solution."
When the other party heard that it was related to the launch of the program, he didn't dare to bother him anymore. His money was still tied to this ship and he couldn't let it go to waste.
Mr. Wang pretended to cough twice and solemnly warned, "Since this is the start of the program, we really need to take it seriously. After all, it's only two days away. Let's leave it at that for now, but you have to keep the point I just made for me. Let's discuss it in detail later!"
"Yeah, okay, sure, sure."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Yue breathed a sigh of relief: "Come in." He finally sent this bad guy away temporarily. If he had known earlier, he should not have looked for him. He invested the least money but had the most trouble.
The deputy manager of the stage design department heard Liu Yue calling him to come in from inside the office, and then he pushed the door open and entered.
If the contestants only had changes to their choreography, they wouldn't have needed to ask Liu Yue for permission. However, if they wanted to implement their ideas on stage, the budget would definitely be overspent. The program team had set a budget for each group, so they had to come and ask the big sister who was in charge of the money for instructions on how to deal with it.
After the deputy manager came in, he told Liu Yue about the contestants' ideas, then handed over the documents in his hand, followed by an approval form for additional budget: "The 'Banana' team wants to adjust the stage design, and the budget may exceed..."
"How much more?" Liu Yue quickly glanced at the detailed plan and the final sample drawing, and his eyes lit up.
She calculated the recent budgets for each item and felt that the budget for each group could be slightly increased, and asked the deputy manager to optimize the stage design of other groups as well, after all, it was all for the same show.
When the show is aired, it will be discovered that one group's choreography far surpasses that of the others. This will be a slap in the face of the program team. It would be strange if the fans of the other groups don't curse the program team to death. If they want the show to be good, they should all do better. If they want the show to be bad, they should all do the same. This way, the fans will have nothing to say.
"That's a good idea. So, optimize the choreography for the other groups as well, and increase the budget by 10%. Show me the optimized mockups before 3 p.m., and I'll personally oversee the rehearsal."
"Okay." The deputy manager was satisfied with the approved funds and was about to leave the office. Liu Yue suddenly remembered something and called him.
"Wait," Liu Yue thought thoughtfully, "Who are the players in this group?"
The deputy manager wasn't quite sure either. After a moment's reflection, he said, "The contestant who came to communicate seems to be called—Xie Qingyu."
Xie Qingyu?
A pair of smiling eyes appeared in Liu Yue's mind. She had an impression of this child.
She followed the entire audition process at the beginning of the show, and she was impressed by him at the time. He was capable, talented, and seemed to have a good personality.
Now it seems that he is still very creative. Liu Yue shook her head and smiled. She was looking forward to the subsequent development of this child. She felt that it would give people a big surprise.
After the deputy manager left, Liu Yue looked out the window. The setting sun dyed the sky orange.
"Maybe..." Liu Yue whispered to himself, "This time I can really put on a different stage."
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The program team responded quickly. Perhaps only half an hour had passed when the door to the practice room was gently pushed open. Xiao Chen poked his head in and said, "Xie Qingyu, can you come out for a moment?"
Xie Qingyu put down the water bottle in his hand and said to the members who were practicing, "You guys continue, I'll be back soon." He followed Xiao Chen out of the practice room, and the cold air in the corridor made him shiver.
"I'm sorry,"
Xiao Chen pulled a box of plasters from his bag. "Logistics didn't coordinate with purchasing, so there was a mistake. I bought plasters instead of plasters. But the effect is the same. You can use them first."
Xie Qingyu took the patch and her fingertips touched the packaging, which still had the warmth of Xiao Chen's palm. "Thank you, thank you for your trouble."
"As for the costumes and stage design you're concerned about," Xiao Chen lowered his voice, "since you made the props yourselves, the props team won't need much effort. We just need to change the style according to your ideas.
Also, the stage budget is over budget, but…"
She paused deliberately, and when she saw Xie Qingyu pursed her lips nervously, she smiled and said, "The production team has agreed to your proposal, but the chief producer will be personally overseeing the rehearsal the night after tomorrow. If the performance doesn't meet expectations, there's a good chance the official performance will be canceled, so you have to perform well."
Xie Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised: "That's great, thank you Sister Chen."
"Don't thank me," Xiao Chen waved his hand. "It was your creativity that impressed Producer Liu. By the way, remember to keep it a secret. I'm telling you this at my own risk."
Xie Qingyu nodded solemnly, watched Xiao Chen leave, and then turned back to the practice room to tell everyone the good news.
Everything is going smoothly now, and we are just waiting for the rehearsal the day after tomorrow.
It was soon time for lunch. Seeing that no one had any intention of going to the cafeteria to eat, Xie Qingyu did not disturb them and prepared to go and fight back for everyone.
"Thank you Qingyu!"
Just as he went down to the first floor, someone suddenly called his name. The voice was very familiar, coming from the other side of the wall. Xie Qingyu turned around and looked over.
Lin Lulu looked at Xie Qingyu carefully. Although his face was still a little pale, his condition was obviously much better than last night. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although he didn't know her name, he had seen her many times. He smiled and nodded at her.
Lin Lulu finally mustered up the courage to ask him to give his fans a formal name. Xie Qingyu thought about it and realized that he also had his own unique fan name in another time and space, but he didn't want to give them the same name for the sake of convenience.
Seeing Xie Qingyu lowering his head in thought and not saying anything, he read out to him a few names that the fans had voted for as being better.
Xie Qingyu listened carefully and said with a smile, "Then let's call it [Little Green Fish]."
It sounds nice and is easy to remember, and people will know it as soon as they hear it.
The little black carp belongs exclusively to Xie Qingyu!
When Xie Qingyu packed his food and came out of the cafeteria, he ran into Leo who was panting.
"elder brother!"
Leo hugged him and said, "I've been looking for you for a long time!"
The light golden hair glowed warmly in the sunset, like a large golden retriever.
Xie Qingyu smiled helplessly and raised the bag in his hand: "I have nothing to do in the practice room, so I came out to bring everyone some food."
"Then I'll help you carry it!"
Leo grabbed a few bags from his hands and said, "Wow, they smell so good! I want to eat with you too! Brother, wait for me for two minutes."
After saying that, he ran into the cafeteria and got another meal.
"Don't you have your own group? Why don't you have dinner with everyone?" Xie Qingyu tried to dissuade him.
"It'll only be a moment~" Leo blinked, "I promise I'll be back after I finish eating!"
The two chatted and laughed as they walked to the door of the practice room, where they ran into Bai Lang who had come out to look for him after noticing that he was missing.
Bai Lang's gaze stayed on Leo for a second, and he silently took the bag from Xie Qingyu's hand.
"Thank you," Xie Qingyu said softly. Bai Lang simply nodded and turned to walk into the practice room.
After dinner, Leo still refused to leave. Xie Qingyu had no choice but to coax him: "After practice tonight, let's go back to the dormitory together, okay?"
"Really?" Leo's eyes suddenly lit up. "It's a deal then! Don't lie to me!"
"Well, it's settled." Xie Qingyu ruffled his hair. "Go back quickly. Don't keep your team waiting anxiously and delay everyone's training progress."
Leo reluctantly left, and when he reached the door, he turned back and reminded, "Brother, remember to wait for me!"
Xie Qingyu smiled and nodded, watching him skipping and disappearing at the end of the corridor.
When he turned around, he saw Bai Lang packing up the lunch boxes, so he walked over and helped him pack up.
When going out to throw away the garbage, Xie Qingyu took Bai Lang's hand, stuffed the plaster that Xiao Chen gave him into Bai Lang's hand, and reminded him: "Remember to apply it before going to bed at night."
After finishing the explanation, he turned around and threw the garbage in his other hand into the trash can.
Bai Lang looked at the plaster in his hand, which was still slightly warm, and seemed to be lost in thought.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, stretching the shadows of the two people very long.
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