The third performance 1
Shen Xiu: “…”
Is it possible that it’s not that people don’t want to answer, but that you are talking too much and they can’t get a word in?
But Shen Xiu only dared to think in his heart that it was impossible to say.
Song Chengwang raised his hand and rubbed his ears without hesitation: "Are you a sparrow?"
Xiang Yueting rolled his eyes: "Are you a sloth? You're so slow, I think you just want to drive me crazy!"
At this moment, Shen Xiu looked at Song Chengwang and Xiang Yueting with admiration in his eyes.
It’s not that Chen Xiu thinks Xiang Yueting is noisy and annoying. Chen Xiu just simply thinks that Xiang Yueting and Song Chengwang are both amazing. They dare to speak so unscrupulously, which proves that they must have a very good relationship.
Shen Xiu was envious, very envious.
I envy him so much that sometimes when it’s late at night and everyone is asleep, I imagine that if I were as cheerful and sociable as Xiang Yueting, would I also have a group of friends around me with whom I could talk about anything?
But... when he thought about how he would have to talk a lot to people in reality, and there was a high possibility that he would say something strange without having prepared a script in mind, Shen Xiu's scalp suddenly went numb and he stopped imagining everything.
Xiang Yueting and Song Chengwang noticed the indifferent look that Shen Xiu gave them, and they looked at each other.
They both saw the same meaning in each other's eyes: Shen Xiu's eyes were definitely silently saying that their elementary school-like bickering was childish!
The two people who didn't want to be considered childish by Chen Xiu coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.
Jiang Yanxi could hear Xiang Yueting's non-stop questioning while washing her hands at the sink. After washing her hands, she came out and complained as she walked towards her table.
"Xiang Yueting is really good at asking questions. He just asked Ning Sinian and me the same question."
Ning Sinian sat cross-legged on his bed. He turned his eyes away from his paper notebook and agreed, "When he heard that my group also quarreled over parts, he showed a satisfied expression."
Shang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "I see, it seems that the "Honkai Impact" team is competing fiercely."
“Humph!” Xiang Yueting snorted coldly, agreeing with Shang Yu’s statement: “I’m not bragging. With my current resentment, it’s no problem for me to support ten evil sword immortals!”
Shang Yu smiled and said, "It seems that you lost in the competition between you and Xia Wenhao."
Xiang Yueting was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Shang Yu with obvious resentment and said faintly: "...Don't tear people apart when they are in trouble. Understand?"
Now, he didn’t get anything out of the question, and everything was exposed. He lost all his face and dignity. How hateful!
[I’m dying of laughter. Xiubao’s eyes were filled with helplessness when he looked at Wangge and Erha. He probably had never seen people as childish as them. Hahaha]
[I knew it, he is worthy of being Mr. Shang. Erha is no match for him. 】
[Xiang Yueting: Wait...could it be me, Erha? ? ? 】
[Sisters, why are we gathered here today? (Very loud) Of course it's to celebrate Xiang Yueting losing his real name (cheers)]
[Wuwuwuhaha, brother, I don’t want to do that either, but you really look too much like my stupid dog, hahahaha]
Shang Yu coughed lightly: "Do you really want to know how the "Heaven" group is divided?"
Xiang Yueting nodded hurriedly: "Yes!"
Not only he wanted to do that, the people in the other two groups also wanted to do that!
People from other groups in the dormitory couldn't help but prick up their ears, wanting to hear what Shang Yu had to say.
Shang Yu curled his lips: "I won't tell you."
Xiang Yueting: "......"
Ning Sinian: "......\"
Mu Zhenchu: “…”
Chen Xiu: “!” Can you still joke like this? ! Shang Yu really won't be beaten...
"Shang Yu, I will kill you!" Xiang Yueting roared angrily and rushed towards Shang Yu with great momentum.
Chen Xiu: ...I was really beaten.
I'm sorry Shang Yu, he shouldn't have been so bad-mouthed in his heart!
Shang Yu grabbed Xiang Yueting's fist, pulled Xiang Yueting backwards, twisted Xiang Yueting's arms, and pressed Xiang Yueting against the wall.
"Still fighting?"
Xiang Yueting's face was pressed against the wall. He never expected that Shang Yu, who looked gentle and polite, could be so strong and so fast that he could not move at all.
Xiang Yueting shouted, "No more fighting, no more fighting, I surrender to you!"
"That's right." Shang Yu said, loosened his hand and took two steps back.
He was very measured in his actions. He was just joking with Xiang Yueting and would not hurt Xiang Yueting.
After Xiang Yueting was released, he leaned his back against the wall and said stubbornly, "Don't be too happy too soon. I'm just convinced now. Just wait, I'll kill you on the stage without leaving a single piece of armor!"
Since he is not as strong as Shang Yu in terms of fighting skills, he works hard on the stage.
After all, he was the one who had been encouraged by Shen Xiu from the very beginning. Shen Xiu's vision would not be bad. He must never be like before, thinking that he was too old to do anything, too timid and cowardly and lacked courage.
Shang Yu curled his lips and said, "Welcome to the challenge, I am your defeated general."
Xiang Yueting was furious. Knowing that he couldn't beat Shang Yu, he could only pace around the dormitory, muttering to himself, "I'm so pissed off! I'm so pissed off!"
"I'm not angry, I'm not angry. I deserve it if I get sick from anger. I'm not angry, not angry, not angry..."
Shen Xiu, who watched the whole process, said: “!”
It’s amazing. Shen Xiu didn’t expect that Shang Yu, who usually likes to smile, is more terrifying than the serious Song Chengwang.
It seems that he has to be more careful with his words in the future and not offend Shang Yu. If he offends others, he will only be scolded, but if he offends Shang Yu, he will be beaten.
But...Chen Xiu looked at Shang Yu and Xiang Yueting and found that neither Shang Yu nor Xiang Yueting were angry about this matter, and they even had smiles on their faces when they provoked each other.
Is this... a good friend?
Shen Xiu's eyes fell on Xiang Yueting, and he felt sad. He felt as if there was a ball of cotton blocking his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe. But it was not the kind of difficulty in breathing that came from suffocating when he was embarrassed. Instead, it was the kind of difficulty that came from wanting to say something, wanting to do something, but finding it difficult to open his mouth.
Next time...when we have dinner together again, he would also like to have something to talk about with everyone, right?
Noticing that Chen Xiu's eyes fell on Xiang Yueting, who was pacing back and forth in the dormitory and muttering to himself, Ning Si smiled and said, "Chen Xiu, you also think Xiang Yueting is cute, right?"
Is it cute?
When Shen Xiu thought of Xiang Yueting, he inexplicably thought of the sunflowers in the field, which always bloomed towards the sun. He nodded: "Yeah, cute."
Xiang Yueting, who had his back to Chen Xiu, heard Chen Xiu say that he was cute. He stopped walking in the dormitory and his ears turned red.
Then, the whole dormitory could hear Xiang Yueting's stubborn voice: "Who, who is cute? Don't talk nonsense! I am very handsome and powerful!"
Shen Xiu: “…”
Okay, as long as Xiang Yueting is happy.
[Mighty and domineering?] Does Brother Ha have any misunderstandings about himself? Brother Ha, turn around and look at me, Demon King Xiu, President Shang and Brother Wang, then you will understand what true mighty and domineering power is. 】
[Mr. Shang’s smooth and flowing suppression moves just now were so cool! 】
[The look in Boss Xiu's eyes when he looked at President Shang was full of admiration. It was obvious that he and President Shang had a mutual respect for each other! 】
[That's right, all Huskies are like this, they think they are a boss, but in fact they are just a fool (Husky dog head)]
[Erha is meant to be pampered. The look in Cool Brother Xiu’s eyes when he looked at our Hago was full of pampering.]
After fooling around for a while, they saw that it was almost time, so they went into the bathroom one after another to wash up.
Seeing that Shang Yu and others were washing their faces in the bathroom, Chen Xiu took his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When Chen Xiu came out of the shower, Shang Yu and others also went into other bathrooms to take a shower.
Shen Xiu washed up as quickly as possible and went to bed to rest.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, when Song Chengwang and others came out, Shen Xiu was already lying on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, and everyone was used to it.
Song Chengwang, the last one to climb onto the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Shang Yu and Shen Xiu sleeping in the same position with their hands on their abdomen, and then looking at Xiang Yueting sleeping on his stomach with his arms and legs stretched out, and sighed.
The Husky among humans is just as unique as the Husky among dogs, and his whole body exudes a silly temperament.
After sighing, Song Chengwang picked up the remote control to turn off the light, then lay on the bed, imitating Chen Xiu and Shang Yu, with the quilt covering his heart and his hands neatly folded on his abdomen.
In many aspects, he was destined to fall behind Chen Xiu and Song Chengwang, so at least he could learn their sleeping positions.
Fifteen minutes later, in the darkness, Song Chengwang was awakened by a nightmare. He quickly took his hands away from his abdomen, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt in fear, dared not look around, curled up facing the wall, still with lingering fear.
Dreaming of being pressed by a ghost is so scary!
The next day.
Before eight o'clock in the morning, the members of the "Heaven" group had already gathered in the practice room and went to the program crew to move the fixed microphone to the practice room.
As they went there, the four groups bumped into each other in the equipment room and the corridor one after another. When they saw what each other was holding, there was no surprise in each other's eyes.
All the way to today, they have already learned from Shen Xiu that they should not only treat every practice as a stage performance, but also take the props that appear on the stage seriously when they practice, and try to simulate the real stage situation.
As for getting up early and rolling with each other? This has become the default rule of "Young Boys Are Invincible".
No chance to struggle, just a direct death sentence.
Of course, everyone knows that getting the lottery ticket does not necessarily mean you will be able to debut successfully.
But at least I have no regrets.
Even if I leave this stage in the future, when I think back on it, it will be an unforgettable and beautiful memory that I will never regret or have any regrets.
At exactly eight o'clock, the members of the "Heaven" group had already stood in front of the mirror according to the positions they had yesterday. A fixed long microphone was placed in front of each of them, and the microphone was adjusted to the appropriate position according to each person's height.
Shen Xiu, who was standing in the middle, could meet his friends' eyes in the floor-length mirror in front of him no matter whether he looked to the left or the right, which was very awkward.
The practice was not as strict as on stage. In order to avoid forgetting the lyrics, everyone taped the lyrics pages in front of their microphones.
Circle your part with a striking red pen.
After standing up, Chen Xiu found that there was no lyrics paper in front of him and Shang Yu, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there are people like him.
Now Shen Xiu has evolved to the point where no matter what kind of embarrassing situation he encounters, as long as there are people like him, he can be less embarrassed by half.
Chen Xiu glanced at the time on the wall behind him in the mirror. It was three minutes past eight o'clock. Don't you think it's awkward for a group of people to stand in front of the mirror and stare at each other?
When will he be able to have the same mentality as everyone else? !
In order to dispel the awkward atmosphere, Chen Xiu, who felt like every second was an eternity, took the initiative to speak: "Let's get started."
Shen Xiu thought, please, everyone, let's get busy quickly and immerse ourselves in the world of the song. He didn't have the mind to think about whether it was embarrassing or not!
Shen Xiu's behavior of first looking at the time through the mirror and then speaking made everyone think that Shen Xiu didn't want to waste time and wanted to seize every minute and every second of training.
I thought to myself that Shen Xiu was indeed very strict with himself, and I felt like it was a waste of time after only three minutes.
They responded one after another.
"OK."
“It’s true that the delay was a bit long.”
"Then let's get started!"
In order to better identify the shortcomings of each person, the members of the "Heaven" group discussed in the early stage after moving the equipment into the practice room. On the one hand, they needed to sing a cappella, and on the other hand, they needed to record with the recording equipment turned on.
In the practice room, a cappella singing soon rang out...
After the first a cappella session, everyone played the recorded song and team members found each other's shortcomings.
There is no doubt that in the "Heaven" group, Shen Xiu, Song Chengwang and Shang Yu have the best English pronunciation and intonation.
After discussion, the three decided that each of them would be responsible for correcting the problems of two group members for twenty minutes, and then conduct a second round of full a cappella practice after twenty minutes.
Lu Qian and Ke Zian were assigned to Chen Xiu, who took them to another corner of the practice room, separate from Shang Yu and Song Chengwang's group to avoid influencing each other.
Lu Qian is studious and always silently summarizes the strengths of others. He is very well-behaved in front of Shen Xiu. Ke Zian is obedient and listens to whatever he says, rarely refutating others.
Chen Xiu was not good at talking, and the three of them stared at each other in the corner, creating a weird atmosphere.
Especially when the noises from the two groups next door kept coming, Shen Xiu, who was responsible for correcting the two people, became even more nervous. While thinking about their problems, he quickened his pace to prepare a speech in his mind in order to end this suffocating silence as soon as possible.
After 30 seconds, the terrible silence was finally broken, and Shen Xiu's voice was full of joy when he spoke.
"Let's not talk about the emotions in 'Heaven'. Both of your voices are too sweet and soft. You need to lower your voice."
Ke Zian said weakly: "Can you sing a line and we sing along?"
Lu Qian nodded with sparkling eyes: "Is it okay?"
Shen Xiu: “Sure!”
It is much easier to teach people to sing directly than to correct them with a lot of words!
The three of them reached a strange consensus.
"Ke Zian, you should sing like this, When..."
The senior tutors provide them with free one-on-one tutoring. Learning is gaining, and everyone studies very seriously.
Twenty minutes later, the nine people stood in front of the mirror again and began the second a cappella recording.
After the recording was finished again, Chen Xiu, Song Chengwang and Shang Yu divided themselves into groups again, took two members to the previous corner, and communicated with each other and pointed out problems.
Of course, every time they correct something, the group members will also correct any problems that arise when the three people are singing.
After a whole day of "practice-correction" cycle, at 10 o'clock in the evening, the "Heaven" group compared the last recording of the day with the first recording in the morning. Everyone could clearly feel that there was a lot of progress.
Everyone agreed to use accompaniment from the beginning.
[Although I couldn't hear what everyone was saying, after watching for a whole day, I could guess that the top three guys were giving everyone tutoring in small classes. 】
[When I heard the words "small tutoring class", I instantly recalled the days before my senior year of high school and the college entrance examination. I was exhausted both physically and mentally. 】
【Everyone was studying so hard, including the students next door. No one dared to be lazy and they were almost singing non-stop. I saw that they had taken a lot of food to protect their throats. 】
[During the second public performance, the production team eliminated so many people, and the competition in the third public performance will be even more intense than the second. After all, the next step is the finals. We have already fought all the way here, and everyone will definitely try their best, just in case they can make it to the debut position. 】
[After watching so many talent shows, this is the first time I don’t hate any of the remaining trainees. Even if I pick someone else, I won’t hate them. 】
[This feeling is normal. After all, who would hate someone who works hard? 】
After three days of hard practice by the trainees, in the blink of an eye, it was three days later and the practice time for the third performance group showdown was over.
On the fourth day, at nine o'clock in the morning, the third performance began.
In the familiar grandly constructed venue, four groups of trainees walked out from behind the scenes onto the stage one by one amid the cheers of the audience and the calls of host He Ting.
The trainees just stood on the stage, and then the staff pushed a cabinet onto the stage.
The audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room saw that there was a lock on each cabinet.
When seeing this cabinet with countless small compartments, not only the audience but also the trainees were stunned.
"What is the program team doing?"
"According to the intermittent nature of the production team, I feel a chill on my back."
"I also have a bad feeling."
"I've watched a lot of prank shows before. The production crew always likes to put various snakes or other animals in a black box and let the guests reach in and touch them. Will our production crew do the same?"
Few people are not afraid of snakes, and the trainees got goose bumps when they heard that there might be a snake in the closet.
While the trainees were talking quietly to each other, the audience members in the audience were also chatting with their friends around them out of curiosity.
"There's an 80 percent chance that it's a prank, but I don't know if it's going to be scary enough."
"The Demon King Xiu is already a great demon king, he definitely won't be afraid of snakes and other things!"
"I didn't expect to be able to watch the show and see the production team making fun of the trainees. The ticket price is not as expensive as my taxi fare, it's really worth it!"
"Brother Xiu is shirtless, and a cold snake is spitting out its tongue and wrapping around his arm...Ahhh, just imagining it makes me want to scream!"
Hearing the imagination of the xiushi sitting next to her, Tang Yiling, who is also a xiushi, had her eyes shining. She couldn't help but tilt her head and say, "Sister, your idea is amazing. Can I draw it?"
Ren Qianning, who had just finished her imagination, heard this and looked at Tang Yiling with burning eyes: "Sister, you are also a cultivator! Of course you can draw, I was just talking nonsense, sister, you are really amazing, you can also draw!"
What kind of grain-producing god is this!
After getting the consent, Tang Yiling opened the memo: "Sister, can you tell me Da Yanzai's ID? I will @ you after I finish drawing it."
"Convenient!" Ren Qianning quickly told Tang Yiling her ID.
As soon as Ren Qianning finished speaking, the voice of host He Ting rang out throughout the audience, and the two people's attention was drawn to the stage, ending this brief exchange.
"I believe everyone is curious about what is inside this cabinet. Don't worry, the answer will be revealed soon."
While He Ting was speaking, a staff member from the program team brought a black box and walked over to He Ting.
He Ting continued: "Although I can't tell you what's in the cabinet now, I can reveal a little bit. You will definitely like what's inside."
At this point, He Ting shrugged: "As for whether the trainees like it or not, I don't know."
He Ting's witty words caused a burst of laughter at the scene, and the trainees were very nervous.
"Okay, without further ado, I'll reveal the answer right now."
He Ting led the staff holding the black box towards the trainees and said, "Please put your hands into the box and pull out a key. Only one key is allowed. After all, we only have 36 lockers."
With trepidation in their hearts, the trainees reached into the black box one by one and pulled out a key.
Chen Xiu reached into the box, and when he took it out, he saw a red tag tied to the key, with the number 18 written on it.
Shen Xiu: “…”
The red color looks like blood, the number 18 sounds like "die", and it also has the superstitious meaning of the eighteen levels of hell... Well, his luck is still bad today.
It doesn't matter, Shen Xiu comforted himself in his heart. Today, he is a staunch materialist, and feudal superstitions are not credible at all!
After all 36 trainees had drawn their tickets, the staff placed the black box on a table nearby and left the stage.
Song Chengwang asked Shang Yu in a low voice: "What number did you draw?"
Shang Yu replied: "The number 6."
"Not bad, everything went smoothly." Song Chengwang shook the key in his hand: "I'm not bad either, I drew the number 8, so I'm going to be lucky all the way."
After he finished speaking, Song Chengwang looked at Chen Xiu through Shang Yu: "Chen Xiu, what about you?"
Shen Xiu, who had listened to the entire conversation between Song Chengwang and Shang Yu, said: "......"
Thanks for the invitation, I'm a bit autistic and don't really want to answer!
But it was impossible not to answer. Shen Xiu, who was not good at rejecting others, gave up struggling and said weakly: "18."
Shen Xiu's voice was light. Although everyone knew that Shen Xiu was saying "18", this light voice sounded like Shen Xiu was coldly declaring "die".
The trainees who were constantly materialistic and intermittently superstitious thought that the number drawn by Shen Xiu was indeed unlucky. Could it be that... Shen Xiu's terrifying aura was too strong, so he attracted terrible numbers?
"Now, all trainees, please take the keys in your hands, open the corresponding cabinets according to the numbers on the keys, take out the items inside, and put or wear them in the appropriate place on your body."
Here we come!
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