Everyone in the entertainment industry is falling apart, except me

Tu Qianqian was well aware of how responsible this teacher was. It was hard to tell if Liu Xiaoxiao was really absent from the afternoon dance class.

Moreover, Liu Xiaoxiao, like Bi Gu, was in Class F and was a poor student.

"It is said that this one is not a very good dancer and loves to cry. This teacher probably remembers it more clearly." Fengsha added without a wink, which really stabbed Bi Gu again.

The girls who were hiding behind Bi Gu were almost crying. Their class F was not as good as the other classes. Something happened before. Although they were all from class C and class d, class F itself was inferior to them. The two classes were even worse and were relegated to the first grade and became the focus of the teaching teacher's attention early on.

Because of Liu Xiaoxiao's abilities and personality, he was quite conspicuous and prone to illness. As time went by, the teacher became familiar with their dormitory. If Liu Xiaoxiao was not found there, he would cause trouble for them again.

"Snapped--"

The door was opened, and Feng Xinxin looked at Liu Xiaoxiao who was expressionless.

"no need."

Tu Qianqian looked at the obviously wrong atmosphere and calmed down, saying, "What happened?"

"Her company picked her up."

"What?" Tu Qianqian said that word again, which shocked my whole family.

★

Another day passed, and Tu Qianqian looked at the number of trainees in the hall that was obviously less than half, and he felt a sense of awe for the post-production editor.

I don’t know, how do they edit it to make it appear that there are no shortage of people here?

Last night, Tu Qianqian didn't sleep all night. The trainee dormitory building next door howled all night. It was all the other girls in Liu Xiaoxiao's company who were crying.

Liu Xiaoxiao's matter was finally figured out. Her company had accepted the heroine of Lanqi TV's self-produced drama, and they didn't want to play with Apple TV, so they picked her up in a speedboat overnight.

Anyway, you have offended Apple TV, so if you want to accept it, just accept it all. If you leave the other girls here, you will not leave any way for others to survive.

Jiang Shi was not here yesterday, but he didn't say anything when he looked at the half-empty hall. It was obvious that he knew what was going on among the trainees, and the instructors were quite calm in front of the camera.

Tu Qianqian's eyes were darting around, and the director on the other side of the monitor was frowning, probably thinking about how to edit her out.

Jiang Shi went on his way early in the morning. After hearing what happened in the camp yesterday, he visited Tu Qianqian from time to time.

Tu Qianqian, the melon king, even came over to mock him after knowing what happened to him. He had to stay away from Tu Qianqian later, lest she come over and laugh at him.

His worries were completely unnecessary. Tu Qianqian didn't even glance at him. Instead, he, Feng Sha and Qiu Tian faced the trainees on the list.

Fengsha, who was standing next to Tu Qianqian, said strangely: "Why do I think Jiang Shilao is looking at us?"

Tu Qianqian, who had been looking at the roster, glanced at it when he heard it. He became a little irritable and tugged at his clothes: "Whatever, after looking at it a few times, there is still meat."

Tu Qianqian's mind is now full of dance. She watched the choreographer's version of the dance n times yesterday, but she couldn't remember it because it wasn't professional. These girls danced in front of her for a long time.

She couldn't find the problem, maybe there was one...but she couldn't see it.

Pink, blue, purple, yellow and gray, everyone stood in line.

"See how happy she is. After memorizing the moves, it's like she got the C position."

There were a few little girls in the back whispering and pointing at Ao Di in front.

"Let's start with Class F first." Fengsha clapped her hands.

The girls in class F in gray uniforms began to dance to the sound of music, while dancing and singing the songs that had filled Tu Qianqian's head these days with these magical sounds.

"pickmepickme...the dream in our hearts, the light held tightly in our hands, always longing for the sun..."

While Tu Qianqian was unconsciously playing these songs in his mind, he silently complained that this song was really brainwashing and unpleasant to listen to.

Soon we arrived at Class C, after everyone finished dancing.

"Singing and dancing is not easy. In my opinion, you still worked hard."

Jiang Xi stood in the middle and said nothing. Fengsha could only speak by herself, and Qiu Tian beside her nodded along.

The same goes for the vocal part. Su Bai didn't seem to talk much, but Feng Xinxin, a female tutor, seemed to be quite active. After praising Ao Di several times, she started to point out problems.

Everyone has their own little problems. For example, Zhang Qi's movements are stiff and her voice is a little shaky.

There are still a few girls in Class C who still have the same old problem, with white voices, and the rest of them either can't straighten their legs or forget their words.

When it was Ao Di's turn, Feng Xinxin hesitated: "Your physical strength is a bit weak, and you obviously can't keep up in the second half." But she still made progress.

After evaluating Class C, Class B and Class A are obviously much stricter.

Especially Song Fudao from Class A. She seems to be under too much pressure, her eyes are bloodshot. It seems that she wants to keep this level and has put a lot of effort into it.

"You are too nervous..."

Jiang Shi only said this.

Then Song Fudao... cried.

The whole audience was shocked. A group of girls came up to surround her and kept comforting her.

Fengsha, Qiu Tian, ​​Su Bai and Feng Xinxin kept turning their heads to look at Tu Qianqian.

Isn't this from your company? Don’t you want to take a look?

Tu Qianqian:…….

Logically speaking, if there are cameras around, Tu Qianqian also needs some company, so he has to comfort him, right?

But...she can't squeeze in! ! !

Tu Qianqian, who was standing outside the encirclement, could only hear Song Fudao's loud cries and the comforting sounds of other girls. The smell of different perfumes mixed together and hit her nose, making her head feel dizzy.

But if we can’t squeeze in, how can we express the company love between us?

Tu Qianqian was so anxious that he was wandering around outside the circle.

Jiang Shi felt like laughing.

"Okay." Tu Qianqian clapped his hands. After hearing her voice, the trainees scattered. Tu Qianqian finally squeezed to Song Fudao, looking at her worriedly and patting her shoulders from time to time.

Jiang Shi saw a dazzling blackness among the fans and looked away.

Tu Qianqian hugged Song Fudao and said, "... all the trainees can go back to their practice rooms. We will consider it carefully and will go to your practice room later to announce the results."

After saying that, he followed the photographer and took a video of the trainees obediently leaving the hall, and then turned off the camera.

As soon as the camera was turned off, Song Fudao consciously withdrew from Tu Qianqian's arms, hid his tears, bowed to her, and left.

Just leave! ! ! Little girl, you didn’t expect that you have a lot of dramas?

Tu Qianqian blinked and took back his hand, not embarrassed.

After returning to the practice room, the other trainees were sitting on the floor, each with his or her own thoughts, and many of them were restless. Even Zhang Qi, who had always done well, was no exception. She seemed to be less anxious beforehand than anxious afterward.

"Aren't you worried about your level being downgraded?"

Ao Di shook his head and frowned slightly. The smell of Tu Qianqian came out again.

Several other trainees moved their buttocks in discomfort. What should I say? Even if the sponsor has a good personality, seeing the low-end version 2.0 will still send chills down the spine.

Several mentors, together with Tu Qianqian, the useless promoter, were discussing the level.

The other people were chatting animatedly, but Tu Qianqian was sitting in the middle as steady as a mountain, taking his time and answering everyone's questions with "um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um," Tu Qianqian, sitting in the middle as steady as a rock, sitting in the middle, unhurriedly.

As soon as Fengsha turned her head, she saw Tu Qianqian taking out a White Rabbit toffee from his pocket, holding it in his mouth, and eating it carelessly.

Fengsha: "Where did you get the candy?" Tu Qianqian secretly hid snacks behind her back! ! !

After Tu Qianqian heard what she said, he looked at her slowly and took out a small orange from his pocket: "Would you like to eat it?"

"eat!"

After a while, the fragrance of oranges wafted through the entire practice room, and everyone looked at these two idiots.

In fact, they are normal people, right?

Suddenly, the director team told several tutors through the headset that a girl in Class C was crying, and several tutors were transferred to that head.

One girl cried, but it was not as loud as Song Fudao who cried at the top of her lungs.

This girl cried very beautifully, and everyone watched her cry in unison - she was so beautiful.

Wu Qingyu is a girl with a rather classical appearance. Of course, she has also practiced classical dance. She has no advantage at all when dancing in a girl group dance: "I wish I worked harder."

Everyone else was comforting him, and only Ao Di was standing on the outside. Although he was also comforting, everyone could see the perfunctory attitude.

Qiu Tian held her forehead and sighed: "If the director team wants to praise her, I think the sacrifice will be huge." The editing team will probably have to fight with the director.

Tu Qianqian also sighed: "She even imitates this so much. After it airs, will I really not get a bunch of hateful fans?"