The all-around station girl became a top star after becoming an idol

Shen Xingzhou was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Is this the song you chose?"

Xiang Yuzhi didn't notice anything strange about him, and said to himself: "Yeah, I just memorized the lyrics for a long time, and I finally got it right."

"Yeah." Shen Xingzhou responded and corrected her pronunciation on the receiver side.

Xiang Yuzhi wrote it down, and after confirming that there was no problem, he started today's conversation practice.

Half an hour goes quickly.

He stretched out to Yu Zhi and said, "I won't delay you any longer. Good night, agent."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yuzhi threw the phone into the drawer and leaned on the table to start reading comprehension. After another half an hour, she rubbed her neck and turned to look at the two empty beds, muttering to herself: It’s the eleventh day. I ordered too much and didn’t come back.

The next night, Xiang Yuzhi sang the complete song to Shen Xingzhou again, "How about this time?"

"Okay." Shen Xingzhou replied.

"Okay." Xiang Yuzhi was happy and asked: "What is the topic of today's conversation? Dream job?"

"it is good."

After Xiang Yuzhi finished practicing, he felt a headache when he looked at the dense English words, so he simply stopped reading and went to practice dancing.

As soon as I passed the hall, I heard different kinds of music.

It was almost eleven o'clock and almost no one went back.

Roll, it's starting to roll up.

Sighing to Yu Zhi, she also wants to be the King of Juan, who is afraid of whom?

In the middle of the night, Xiang Yuzhi started keeping time in front of the mirror.

Cheng Xuan came in hungry, holding a slice of pizza in one hand and coffee in the other, "Yuzhi, coffee."

Xiang Yuzhi stopped, looked at the Starbucks logo and transparent cup in her hand, and asked, "Iced American?"

Cheng Xuan shook her head, "I don't like the bitterness of the iced American style, so I bought a caramel macchiato or a latte, which one do you want?"

"Sugar-free caramel macchiato." Xiang Yuzhi said deliberately.

"No." Cheng Xuan sat on the floor, "You are looking for trouble."

Xiang Yuzhi smiled and took a cup of latte: "Did you buy it for everyone or just me?"

Cheng Xuan: "I bought them all."

After saying that, she dragged Xiang Yuzhi to sit with her, complaining: "Why are everyone working so hard this time? I just went to see Meng Shuyao, and her clothes were full of water when she twisted them. I felt like she was going to kill herself." I fainted from practice.”

Xiang Yuzhi glanced at her, stretched out his hand to lift the hem of his clothes, and twisted it hard.

All the drops of water fell on the floor.

Cheng Xuan was dumbfounded: "Excuse me."

Xiang Yu Zhixiao: "Since you don't want to practice, just go back and have a good rest. What are you doing here?"

Cheng Xuan took a sip of coffee through the straw and sighed, "I feel at ease just sitting here, but I will feel guilty if I go back."

Xiang Yuzhi nodded in agreement, "To be honest, I am too. How about we go together?"

Although Xiang Yuzhi also takes the exam, she is very good at using her time. In the past, because of her poor foundation, she often practiced until late at night.

Now I often remind myself that I can take a break.

If the stage effect is not good due to physical reasons, the preliminary work will be completely in vain.

"Okay." Cheng Xuan agreed with her suggestion. If the two of them went back together, she would feel more at ease.

Xiang Yu Zhixiao: "Okay, then I'll dance for you once and then we can leave?"

Cheng Xuan was naturally happy, but she was still a little hesitant, "Aren't you afraid that I'll learn from you?"

Xiang Yuzhi stood up, turned on the camera, and glanced at her, "Young lady can't learn it, right?"

"Exactly." Cheng Xuan crossed her legs and looked at her tinkering with the camera, saying harshly, "Who said I can't learn? This young lady is different from Jiang Yuqiu. I don't bother to learn in secret."

Xiang Yuzhi ignored her, turned on the video button, and then stood in front of the mirror while the music sounded at the same time.

From the first movement, Cheng Xuan watched intently until the music ended.

Xiang Yuzhi turned off the camera, picked up a towel and wiped his sweat, then looked at Cheng Xuan, "Miss, do you have any suggestions?"

Cheng Xuan clapped her hands a few times and said, "Awesome, it's only the second day today and you can still keep in tune?"

She paused for a few seconds and then said: "I would like to make a small suggestion. Should you be more uninhibited and arrogant with this song?"

Xiang Yu Zhi thought about her suggestion and nodded, "I have discovered this problem, but if I play more, there will be another problem. Will the audience's acceptance be -?"

"No." Cheng Xuan took another sip of coffee, "What age is this, sir? Isn't this normal?"

"Okay, I'll try again tomorrow. Let's go back and rest."

The next day, Xiang Yuzhi slightly changed the dance style and began to practice combining dancing and singing.

After trying this, she really discovered the problem.

This song requires so much lung capacity that you can just stand and sing. If you add dancing, it will be difficult to do it without panting.

But once you take a breath, the aura of the entire song will be compromised.

Xiang Yuzhi frowned, and suddenly remembered what his idol said: "Any performance with flaws is due to insufficient practice. If you forget the dance moves, you have not formed muscle memory. If the breath is not good, then there is only Dumb way, run.”

Xiang Yuzhi immediately went to the gym on the top floor.

There was no one inside.

There used to be people practicing yoga here from time to time, but now everyone is no longer in the mood.

Xiang Yuzhi stood on the treadmill, set it to hill-climbing mode, and sang and ran.

When I sang it for the first time, the sound was choppy, high and low, and it was almost impossible to listen to it.

For nearly half an hour, Xiang Yuzhi felt like smoke was coming out of his throat.

It was simply torture.

Xiang Yuzhi stopped the treadmill and slumped on the ground, letting the sweat on his back soak his entire clothes.

She understands now. No wonder some artists' professional abilities gradually deteriorate. After becoming famous, they make a lot of money and have time to enjoy themselves. Who would work so hard to maintain their status?

After drinking a bottle of water, Xiang Yuzhi gritted his teeth and stood on the treadmill again, continuing to practice until he was exhausted.

It's not the time for her to lie down and die, at least she won't be able to take a break until she debuts.

At dusk, Xiang Yuzhi went downstairs with trembling legs.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw a GoPro recording the program at the exit.

She subconsciously wanted to cover her face with her hair, without even thinking about it, she must have turned plateau red now.

But then I thought about it, forget it, just let it be photographed, and I won’t promote the goddess without makeup.

After arriving at the practice room, she forced herself to cheer up and start dancing.

After doing it again, she suddenly realized that running was still effective. Although the effect was still not satisfactory, it was much better than in the morning.

Practice time always flies by.

Finally it’s time for Saturday’s live show again.

Xiang Yuzhi and dozens of other trainees put on makeup and sat in the second scene.

As soon as she entered the door, everyone began to focus on her.

"Did you even dye your hair?"

"You win, you win, how can you let others play with your outfit?"

"Cool, Xiang Yuzhi."