Next, Lin Luosang enjoyed the ten-minute "Guide to Appreciating Pei Hanzhou's Performance".
The man's face remained calm, as if the temporary use of his right hand just now was just a mistake on her part.
He calmly and indifferently put his "impossible to move" arm back to its original position, picked up the cup with his left hand and took two sips of tea elegantly, then slowly read the document, signed it, and then stood up to leave.
Seeing that she was still standing at the door with her hands behind her back, he seemed a little puzzled and surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"
……What's wrong?
He actually had the nerve to ask her what was wrong?
She was ready to cry, and then he showed her this? ?
Lin Luosang choked up for a long time before he said, "Why don't I help you contact them?"
Pei Hanzhou: "What?"
"At the Oscars in February, who else but you will win the Best Actor award?"
“…………”
Lin Luosang pointed at his arm and asked, "When did it get better?"
The man lowered his eyes and said solemnly, "Not well."
At this time, he can still tell lies with his eyes open. The unscrupulous capitalists' determination and ability to bluff people are indeed extraordinary.
Lin Luosang sighed and said quietly, "A few days ago, I was afraid that I would accidentally fall on you while sleeping, and I was going to go back to the bedroom to sleep after you got better—"
Before she could finish her words, the man took his arm out of the protective sleeve and said quickly, "Then I'm fine."
“…”
Lin Luosang was so angry that she laughed. She glanced at him and asked, "Are you okay?"
The man put on the protective cover on his arm again, and even his shamelessness seemed very justified.
"Whether I'm okay or not depends on what you want to do."
Her blood rushed to her head, and she punched him a few times. Then, she took over and tore off his protective sheath in a few seconds. She held his elbow and said seriously, "Are you okay? Tell me the truth, I'm really worried."
The man lowered his eyes and looked at her for a moment. He felt that the words "I was really worried" made him feel very happy for some reason. He confessed frankly without any defense, "It wasn't that serious."
Lin Luosang: “…Ah?”
He corrected himself in time, "It's serious, look, there are still a few bruises here."
A few bruises are nothing, as long as the bones are not broken.
She was so angry that she wanted to beat him up until he had bruises, but when she saw the ones on his waist and thought of her great-grandmother's words, she couldn't get angry at all.
He didn't have any other ideas, he just wanted to keep her in another way.
"I'm glad you're okay," she said, smoothing his shirt over his shoulders. "I won't leave even if you heal."
Lin Luosang raised his head and looked into his eyes: "It's not because I can't go back that I'm not leaving, it's because I want to live here, so I won't leave."
The man's long, crow-feather eyelashes were lowered, and the honey-colored sunlight from outside the window poured in, casting shadows that covered the unclear emotions in his eyes.
"I didn't stay because you needed me. This time I decided to go home on my own."
She mustered up her courage and said word for word: "This is our common home...isn't it?"
Home.
They rarely give such a definition to this house. For them in the past, the most commonly used words were "come back" and "go back", and the occasional "go home" was just a borrowed meaning.
In her opinion, a place that can be called home is a place of belonging, a harbor where you can anchor when you are tired, and the direction you will think of first when you need support. It will always accept and tolerate you unconditionally, even if you are not so perfect.
At home, you can be absolutely relaxed, absolutely trustworthy, and receive absolutely healing love.
She thought that this place could already be called her home.
Although in the past twenty years, she never expected to find it.
Pei Hanzhou didn't say anything, just looked at her.
She said, "I forgot what was said that day when we were drinking, but the voice memo recorded it for me and I heard it later."
"My great-grandmother also told me about the property transfer deed."
"I didn't expect that we would have the same feelings," Lin Luosang suddenly raised his face and smiled, but then he felt helpless and lowered his eyes and said self-deprecatingly, "I didn't expect that such a simple question would make us go through so much trouble. How much waste..."
Before he could finish his words, the man interrupted in a deep voice: "If we can meet again, it won't be in vain."
"No matter how many times you go around, just come back."
She shrugged. "That's right."
At least this turn of events made them understand a lot.
"Let's go downstairs," he took her hand, "it's cold up there."
After sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Lin Luosang crossed his legs and pulled a small blanket over himself, then unfolded it and covered him with it as well. Then he asked, "But... why did you write me a property transfer document when the plane was turbulent?"
"It was a subconscious reaction. I can't really explain it." The man closed his eyes. "Maybe he was worried that you would suffer if I got into an accident?"
She hugged the pillow and said, "But I can support myself."
Things are different now, and her situation is different from the past two years. Now she is in the limelight, and she has received many endorsements, commercial performances and various invitations.
After hearing her words, the man pondered for a long time before finally saying, "Maybe it's because... no matter how badly you've gotten, I'm always the one who worries about you the most."
"I'm afraid I won't see you again in the future, so I can only protect you this way."
She suddenly remembered a sentence she had read somewhere, which said that if you love someone, you will always feel pity for the other person, be the first to have your heart broken, and don't want the other person to suffer even the slightest bit.
She looked at the blanket on her and chuckled softly.
Pei Hanzhou asked: "What are you laughing at?"
"I just don't feel that pitiful." She licked her lips. "After all, I bathed you, shaved you, and brushed your teeth for several days without you even realizing it."
“…………”
The next day he stayed at home to write and compose songs. Two days later, Lin Luosang went to Tingcheng again to see how the trainees were doing.
After she went there a few times, the trainees became very friendly with her. When they saw her coming, they would bow repeatedly and say "Hello, Teacher Sangsang" with a sweet ending, as if they were really excited about her arrival.
She first looked at everyone's practice according to class.
Class B is in good shape. It has strong competitors from CD behind it and Class A in front of it to inspire its fighting spirit. Moreover, most of the trainees in Class B are not biased towards any subject, so the overall performance is good.
Class A was a little looser than she expected, and the whole dance presentation felt a bit scattered. Perhaps the praise from the instructors during the initial evaluation made them relax a little.
Some students in Classes C and D also performed well, and were not inferior to the first two classes at all.
After all, the A, B, C, and D classes were divided based on just one initial evaluation. There were many trainees whose abilities were good enough, but they underperformed due to nervousness, poor form, or sudden mistakes. As long as they could find their form, it would be easy to return to their positions.
It is worth mentioning that there is no Class E in the program, and F is used instead. Because F means fail, most training programs have abandoned E and use F to represent the last level.
Lin Luosang and the program team applied for a practice room of her own. The program team doted on her and naturally approved it without hesitation. She sat in her practice room waiting for the trainees to come to her. If they had any questions, they could ask her directly and she would teach them everything she knew.
The group that Yu Xue, whom she had previously coached, was in, also corrected many of its flaws and its presentation looked much better.
Seeing that there were some promising students from Class A among the students in Class C, she breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as she can grasp the key issues, she believes that all the trainees in her team can make it into the top 50.
She was resting when someone knocked on the door near evening.
Then, a little girl walked in.
It was Shi Churan. She remembered that she had comforted him two days ago, and he was also a member of her team, Class D.
"After the teacher talked to me that day, I tried to change a lot..." Shi Churan whispered, "Can you help me take a look?"
"Of course," Lin Luosang put down his pen and smiled, "Go ahead and dance. I'm watching."
Shi Churan snapped his fingers a few times and began to count the beats.
Lin Luosang: "You don't use background music?"
"I came in such a hurry... I forgot."
She laughed dumbly, "It's okay, I have it."
As the rhythm slowly emerged from the speakers, Chu Ran was a little restrained in the first few beats, but when he met Lin Luosang's gaze, he somehow gained confidence. Slowly, Chu Ran relaxed and got into the groove, finishing the entire song in one go.
Great progress. This girl is suitable for this job.
And he didn't know if it was his own credit, but Lin Luosang always felt that after he said those words that night, Shi Churan was no longer so fearful and cautious, and his eyes gradually showed some spirit.
Lin Luosang twirled the pen and put it down again. “It’s okay, but you haven’t found the best angles for a few moves. Let me show you a few more times.”
This demonstration lasted for more than half an hour. In the end, the two were so tired that they stood in front of the mirror and gasped for breath. Shi Churan looked at Lin Luosang beside her in some surprise, thinking that she felt that the teacher danced well enough during the initial evaluation. She didn't expect that the teacher would practice privately and tell her about his new experience in the past few days. It's true that people who are better than her work harder than her.
After calming his breathing, Lin Luosang said, "Dancing isn't about pushing harder, or moving wider, but finding the right balance to make the movements look the most comfortable."
Shi Churan kept agreeing, looking at her with admiration in his eyes: "I understand. Thank you, teacher."
After thinking for a moment, Lin Luosang said, "You've made great progress. Keep it up. Your body flexibility is also very good. There's no such thing as you being unsuitable for debuting."
Shi Churan was speechless, biting her upper lip and nodded.
Finally, when Shi Churan was about to leave, Lin Luosang suddenly called the girl.
Shi Churan turned his head. His face was not breathtakingly stunning, but he was handsome and attractive, with good coordination of limbs, willingness to work hard, fast learning speed, and intelligence.
Lin Luosang pursed his lips and said, "Come on."
She couldn't describe her feelings, but she had a hunch that if Shi Churan could get rid of the heavy burden on her shoulders, she would achieve great things.
It doesn’t matter if she’s not seen for the time being. She is a mentor, and her duty is to clean the dirt on the surface of the unpolished jade so that everyone will look at it with admiration.
That night, she told Yue Hui about this matter. Yue Hui told her not to feel pressured: "What's wrong with you choosing a student from Class D? Who says students from Class D can't debut? Besides, everyone saw her level at the beginning. If she can still shine, doesn't it just prove that you have a great vision and ability? Don't overthink it. Just do it if you want to."
"I thought she was pretty, too. Although she wasn't exactly stunning, her face was quite appealing."
Shi Churan was indeed a very promising trainee after her screening and search.
Lin Luosang put his concerns aside and agreed.
…
The next day was the recording of the theme song rating. Before the recording, Lin Luosang gave them a unified vocal and dance lesson.
Lin Luosang pays attention to the overall dance, but at the same time he also pays attention to some details, and the details just enhance the dance.
After going through each movement in detail for everyone, she picked up the microphone and said as she demonstrated, "I noticed that most of you have some issues with the hand shaking movement."
"Some people do it too loosely, others too hard. Although it's a small move, it's very effective."
Lin Luosang came up with an idea: "Don't just think of it as a performance. Imagine you're out on a date with the boy you like. It's windy and you're wearing long earrings. When he turns to look at you, you want to lift your shoulders and push the earrings back slightly."
"Then bend your elbow, turn your wrist, and sweep it back."
"Okay, try again."
The music started again, and visible changes occurred. This small movement suddenly became much more beautiful.
"Yes, I see the change." Lin Luosang continued, "Okay, now add the eye contact. The camera is the boy you like. How should you look at him when you remove your earrings?"
Many girls' eyes softened, but some still asked in confusion, "What kind of look is that, teacher?"
She thought about it: "Gentle, expectant, a little evasive, and very direct."
Everyone began to digest Lin Luosang's words, but suddenly someone took advantage of the chaos and shouted:
"Teacher, do you look at Master like this?!"
The situation suddenly got out of control, and the trainees burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha what the hell is Master!"
"Ah? Who is our master?"
"Pei Hanzhou, you idiot, Master's wife versus Master's father."
"Then can I look forward to seeing Pei Hanzhou's true appearance under the name of teacher?"
Lin Luosang hadn't expected to be teased by the trainees. He held the microphone in silence for a long moment, wanting to be serious but helplessly smiled. He pointed to the last row and said, "Bo Xunhan, right? I'll remember you."
The trainees squinted their eyes and burst into laughter.
After a brief period of relaxation, Lin Luosang quickly took control of the situation and asked everyone to practice twice more.
Sure enough, after she gave some pointers, the dance instantly became much more beautiful.
"You must remember that dancing is not just about learning superficial and boring movements. Only when you inject soul into the dance can the audience feel it."
In the barrage, I just felt like I had watched a professional class full of dry goods:
How did WOC change so much? She just said a few words.
"One's own ability is one thing, and how much one can output is another. So a good singer isn't necessarily a good teacher, but I respect Lin Luosang! This woman is so perfect."
[Sorry, I just think she looks pretty when she smiles.]
After finishing the dance class, I will have vocal lessons right away.
The pitch of this theme song is a bit high, and the trainees often have trouble singing and dancing at the same time.
Seeing this, Lin Luosang used his professional knowledge to solve the problem with ease. He changed the stressed words for them. Once the stress was changed, the high notes at the end could be sung immediately.
"But you still need to practice singing and dancing together more. If you practice separately, it will be difficult to synchronize."
Finally, she advised.
After the class, everyone took a short lunch break and then started the theme song rating.
Meanwhile, the official Weibo account released a selection of cuts from Lin Luosang's class, and many casual fans commented enthusiastically below:
I used to only see her on stage at audio-visual events, but I didn't expect her to be so attractive behind the scenes. She's well-spoken and articulate, and can easily hold her own in a crowd of over a hundred people. She's so charming and capable.
After taking a nap in the RV, the theme song rating began at 3 pm.
Before she started, she was about to enter the main hall, but she found Shi Churan practicing his voice nervously in the stairwell.
"Is your throat okay?" Lin Luosang asked.
Shi Churan was startled, and hurriedly greeted her, then said, "It's okay, I just want to practice a few more times."
"Yeah." Lin Luosang nodded, and glanced at the flat shoes on her feet, "You're going to dance in this?"
Because it is just a rating and not a theme song recording, the students' uniforms are the same, but they can match their own shoes. As long as they are suitable, the costume designer will approve it.
Shi Churan froze for a moment before saying, "Right, I didn't bring any other shoes..."
"Can you dance in high heels?"
Shi Churan nodded: "Yes."
"What size shoes do you wear?"
“…37.”
"Then you can wear mine," Lin Luosang said. "Your height is limited, so you'll look better dancing in high heels."
Shi Churan was flattered: "So, what are you... wearing?"
"I still have shoes in the car, don't worry."
After giving the high heels to Shi Churan, Lin Luosang waited for the theme song inspection with peace of mind.
First, there is group dance, and after the group dance, there is individual dance, and the instructors will give a comprehensive evaluation.
After the theme song ratings are completed, the program team will also release the first round of audience voting, also known as the initial pick. This is probably for the audience to choose their favorite contestants or groups after watching for a few days.
The trainees knew that this rating would directly determine the ranking of the theme song, so most of them worked hard. Although the mentors occasionally had disagreements, they were able to coordinate well.
Soon, the last group to appear was the only group that got an A in the initial evaluation, and they were under Liu Ping.
Liu Ping picked up the microphone and proudly said to the instructor beside her: "These are my team members. They all dance very well. I think they can debut directly."
Now that the words have been spoken, everyone's expectations have unconsciously risen, which can be regarded as a face-saving project in cooperation with Professor Liu Ping.
The group on stage finished dancing quickly, and everyone nodded to Liu Ping, praising him repeatedly, saying, "The group you lead is really good."
Lin Luosang held his forehead and sighed awkwardly.
Her voice was quiet, but Liu Ping, who was sitting next to her and seemed to be paying attention to her, took her words in and immediately turned around and asked, "Why are you sighing, Producer Lin?"
"Nothing," she said, not wanting to affect the contestants' state. "I'll tell them after they finish their individual dances."
"No," Liu Ping laughed, "You're already sighing like this, how can you expect others to dance properly?"
Lin Luosang: "I didn't take the microphone just now. If you hadn't said it, the trainees wouldn't have known my condition at all."
"During a performance, you can't give too much emotional feedback. Being too happy or too depressed will affect them. That's why I had no expression throughout the whole performance. You don't have to give me emotional guidance and then put the blame on me. I didn't say a word before you opened your mouth."
Ban Zun, who was just praising Liu Ping, also said, "That's right..."
Liu Ping was in the wrong and felt a bit embarrassed. So she just threw in the towel and said, "I think they dance very well, very well. You're criticizing me and not allowing me to say anything? How can this be justified?"
"Since Producer Lin insists there's something wrong with them, why not just lay it out and explain exactly what the problem is right now so I can die with a clear understanding."
Having said that, Liu Ping was arrogant and showed no willingness to listen attentively to different opinions. It seemed that he could refute whatever Lin Luosang and others said.
Lin Luosang picked up the microphone and faced the trainees: "Okay, since Teacher Liu Ping asked me to speak, then I will first share my views."
"Every one of you danced very well, all at A-level. The dancers' solos were explosive, the vocalists' voices were recognizable, and the rap flow and backbeats were impeccable."
Liu Ping snorted when he heard this, waiting to see what else Lin Luosang could say.
Lin Luosang rubbed his head and asked seriously, "If this were the initial evaluation, I would still praise you. But now a week has passed, everyone has changed, but I haven't seen any change in you. Regarding the teamwork issues I mentioned earlier, has anyone seriously considered or even wanted to improve them?"
The trainees opposite were speechless and lowered their heads.
Lin Luosang: "Everyone is only minding their own business, and everyone is doing a great job, but you don't look like a group at all. As a group, if you don't even have the most basic sense of team spirit, why would the audience choose you to form a group?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the studio fell silent.
Team spirit is the most important thing for a group.
Their professional abilities are so good that no one wants to be a supporting role for their colleagues, even if it is just temporarily. They just want to be the most prominent and the most eye-catching.
Therefore, the entire performance can only be watched by one person. The overall look is not harmonious but the spirit is not harmonious. No matter how well the dancing is done, it does not make people want to continue watching.
"I'm sighing not because you have problems. Every trainee has their own problems, and that's nothing," Lin Luosang said. "I'm sighing because I pointed this out before, but you didn't change."
Even the best trainees won’t be able to improve to debut level if they can’t listen to advice.
The scene fell silent for a long time. Finally, Liu Ping spoke up, "The contestants have their own judgment. If they don't think it's necessary, they don't have to change it. You can't force everyone to revolve around you, Producer Lin."
"Since you've chosen to participate in this show, you must accept the rules for selecting a girl group," Lin Luosang said. "No audience member would choose a group without any team spirit. If everyone in a group only cares about themselves, the day they debut will be the day they flop."
"That's too much," Liu Ping frowned, completely disagreeing. "It's not as exaggerated as you say. Isn't it enough to just sing and dance well?"
"If Producer Lin insists on thinking this way, why don't we look at the group votes and see how the public accepts them?"
Since Liu Ping took the initiative to propose it, there was no reason for Lin Luosang to refuse.
"Producer Lin won't regret this, will he?" Liu Ping smiled. "Your position doesn't mean absolute authority. If I remember correctly, your subordinates are all from Class C and above. Can their team spirit surpass the superior professional skills of Class A?"
Lin Luosang turned around and said, "We can take a look."
Soon, the initial selection data of tens of millions of viewers were projected and broadcast on the big screen.
In the top three group rankings, Lin Luosang's team took the first and second places, and Yang Yang took the third place.
These groups all have one thing in common, that is, although each person's professional ability is not the strongest, they can make the best use of their strengths and avoid their weaknesses through teamwork, so that the entire performance can present the best effect.
However, the group in Class A dropped to eighth place and was even ranked together with some trainees who had poor basic skills.
Liu Ping was slapped in the face and felt embarrassed. He reluctantly admitted it and asked the director to cut to a single person to save his dignity: "It seems that what Producer Lin said is true. But when it comes to the single person, you won't be so lucky. After all, cooperation is easy to learn, but basic skills are difficult to master. Let's look at the single person."
"You're wrong," Lin Luosang picked up the microphone and said, "Dancing is easy to learn and singing is easy to practice, but a sense of cooperation is innate and difficult to cultivate."
Liu Ping smiled and turned to the big screen: "How is it possible——"
The next second, I was speechless.
Even in the individual rankings, Liu Ping's "favored students" are not among the top few.
Although Lin Luosang has Class C under him and the basic popularity is not up to par, they have made a lot of progress thanks to their outstanding group performances and squeezed into fifth place. Those ahead of them are all trainees who returned from South Korea and brought their own traffic.
The debut contestants are judged partly on their abilities, and partly on their ability to attract fans, also known as audience appeal.
In short, this is a survival competition for die-hard fans. No matter how strong your abilities are, if you are not likable... no one can save you.
Liu Ping had nothing to say and kept making more and more mistakes. Finally, he put down the phone and turned off the mic without saying a word.
A comment that was praised red appeared in the barrage——
[Sao Ao Rui, the position where Lin Luosang sits represents absolute authority.]
I didn't expect that participating in a training program would require a discussion with the instructor. When the show ended and I went home, Lin Luosang felt a headache.
She stood at the door for a while, looking at the night outside the window, and suddenly asked Pei Hanzhou: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"
Soon, the two of them appeared in the park.
It was past midnight and there were few people in the park. They had chosen a small path that was not well illuminated by street lights, so they did not have to worry about being recognized. Lin Luosang did not wear a mask either. While enjoying the breeze and clearing his mind, he chatted with Pei Hanzhou in a casual manner.
After walking for more than twenty minutes, they chose a bench to sit down.
Lin Luosang then realized that he was holding something in his hand: "What are you holding? It's so thick?"
"Don't you know it?" The man handed it to her and motioned her to take a closer look.
After seeing it clearly, Lin Luosang was a little shocked, "...My photo album?! Where did you find it?"
"It's in the box you brought back last night."
"I was watering the flowers when I saw your photo in the scan, so I picked it up and looked at it."
“There are so many,” she recalled. “I went to my dad’s house last night and emptied out my room and brought them here, including all those photo albums from my childhood.”
The man paused: "Why did you clear it out?"
"I'll live here from now on. I won't go back to my dad's place," she smiled. "It doesn't make any difference whether I go back or not."
Facing the thick photo album from her school days, she told him stories about her life from childhood to adulthood.
Including life before the age of eight, the chaos and turmoil after the age of eight, the reason why he was afraid of water, and his instinctive fear of hospitals when he had a fever.
…
"Do you know why I sing?" she said. "It's because my middle school and high school are very close to each other, and there's a big music store nearby. Every day after school, I didn't want to go home. I could only desperately delay, thinking that every ten minutes of delay would be ten minutes."
"I listened to all the songs in the music store for six or seven years, and before I knew it, I started to like singing."
"If there had been a bookstore or a movie theater instead of a video store in front of the school, maybe I would have become an author or an actor?" She shrugged. "I don't know."
Fate is so wonderful, just like the flapping of a butterfly's wings. Any small action will have an immeasurable impact in the future.
She pursed her lips, but decided to come clean. "That's why I wanted a divorce back then. I knew that unequal love would inevitably lead to the failure of a marriage, and the end result would only be mutual loss and hatred. I wasn't sure of your feelings at the time, I just thought it wouldn't hurt you. I'm sorry."
For a long while, the evening breeze still carried his breath and voice, reaching her ears.
The man stretched out his fingertips and wiped her cheek. "If no one has told you, then I will tell you - there is no need to say sorry between husband and wife. I don't mind."
"Besides, I wasn't clear about what I meant, so I can't blame you."
After talking it out, Lin Luosang felt much better. He looked up and saw that the Ferris wheel not far away was still running. At the highest point sat a couple chatting face to face.
She felt warm and smiled.
The man followed her gaze and turned his gaze away. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly said, "After you left, I always hoped that you would come back soon. But after you came back and told me so much, I felt -"
"Whether or not to reconcile immediately doesn't seem to be very important at this moment."
Lin Luosang was stunned and turned to look at him.
"Want to ride that Ferris wheel?" the man asked her. "We got married so suddenly, I don't think I've had the pleasure of trying to chase girls like those kids do."
"Marriage and romance—why not start tomorrow and let me pursue you, okay?"
She didn't expect Pei Hanzhou to say such a thing. She brushed her windblown hair to her ear and asked softly, "...Why?"
"It doesn't matter if they don't love you."
The man whispered.
"I will repay you the love the world owes you a hundredfold, a thousandfold."
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