The years when I was a girl group [Transmigration Book]

The afternoon passed like this, and in the evening, An Feng planned to go to class F to practice dancing for a few hours after eating.

He turned on the light and was startled.

All the members of class F are in the classroom, including Zhou Yuan, who is also in the crowd.

An Feng was puzzled and asked, "Who celebrates his birthday?" Otherwise, what would you do without turning on the lights at night...

The class F trainee bowed to An Feng, "An Feng is sorry."

An Feng was startled and covered his chest, what happened?

Zhou Yuan jumped out from the crowd and explained to An Feng.

"They, they were deeply introspective after being taught by Teacher Yu in the afternoon. I'm sorry for saying that before."

An Feng glanced at her, "Why are you following along?"

Zhou Yuan grinned, "I haven't finished talking yet. They still want to ask you to teach them how to dance."

An Feng stretched his neck back, making an unbelievable expression.

This group of trainees sent a representative to explain, "An Feng, let's reflect on ourselves deeply this afternoon, and also think about why we came to this show. Isn't it just for fame and success, and a successful debut?"

"But we complained all day about why we got the F, complained to ourselves, and never worked hard."

"We were wrong, hope it's not too late, can you please help us with dance and vocal practice?"

An Feng didn't respond, and asked for a long time, "Can you hold on?"

"Yes!" All members of Class F said.

"What if the test is eliminated after three days?"

There was a dead silence in the classroom again.

An Feng experienced the failure after hard work, and felt aggrieved.

An Feng sighed, these girls are too young, most of them are just adults, it's normal that they can't stand the blow of failure, forget him——

Just thinking about it, all the members of Class F suddenly roared, "Don't be afraid!" The sound was deafening, and even the members of Class A on the fifth floor could hear it clearly.

"I'll go, if you want to talk, talk about it well, those who don't know think I've done something to you..."

An Feng covered his chest with one hand and his ears with the other.

"Then An Feng..." one of the trainees faltered.

An Feng glanced at the group of trainees whose eyes were full of expectation.

These girls were afraid that An Feng would not agree, so they discussed with each other. If anyone happens to meet a VJ filming them in the future, they must praise An Feng in front of the camera.

For this show, the camera is the key to their success. Although An Feng is not in front of the camera, the audience will remember it if he mentions it.

Just as he was about to say something, An Feng walked to the front of the classroom, opened the disc recorded by the program group and said, "It's late now, don't you want to start?"

After saying this, they agreed, and the girls cheered and shouted: "An Feng, you are so kind, you are like a fairy descending to earth!"

An Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and endured it without making a sound.

Zhou Yuan laughed a few words, and seeing An Feng's expression changed, she asked, "Don't you like this word?"

"..."

If you were a man, would you like it if someone praised you so much? !

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After practicing for one day and two nights in a row, with less than one day left before the final grade assessment, all members of class F practiced hard.

The other classrooms were almost deserted after ten o'clock in the evening, and class A got out of class earlier, and disappeared before eight o'clock, saying that they were going back to sleep for a beauty sleep.

In this level assessment, everyone tacitly believed that only members of Class F would be eliminated, so that the trainees of other levels felt at ease and slept peacefully.

With the last day left, trainees from other classes began to work hard one after another, going to the classroom one after another before eight o'clock.

Passing by the gate of Class F, I found that all the members arrived together, and the sweat dripping down on their faces indicated that they had arrived earlier, which made me feel very strange.

"F class is so hard?"

"Yes, it's basically been like this for the past two days. I heard them practice singing in the early morning."

"Wouldn't you cry to death if you worked so hard to be eliminated?"

"Indeed, it's quite pitiful."

The students in class B looked at the students in class F sympathetically.

At this moment, Yao Yao from Class A and another trainee from the same company came together holding hands with milk, and she was also surprised to see the trainee from Class F.

"Are they preparing for the final performance? Didn't they still have a sad face two days ago, crying for their mother?"

The person who spoke was Yang Nana from Class A.

Yang Nana is Yao Yao's good friend and the guide who introduced her to the entertainment industry. She obeyed Yao Yao's words and hoped that one day Yao Yao would become popular and be able to follow her.

"Oh, Nana, don't say that." Yao Yao took Yang Nana's hand, looking at the camera hidden in the dark.

Yang Nana understood, and moved to a corner where the camera couldn't capture it, and whispered: "Mr. Yu praised a trainee in Class F the day before yesterday, and Class F was like a chicken blood after that."

Yao Yao was curious and asked, "Who is it?"

Yang Nana pointed to An Feng who was in charge at the front of the classroom in Class F, and said, "That's her."

"Looks okay, he is a backup trainee, most likely he will be eliminated, so you don't have to worry about it."

Yao Yao was face-to-face pointed out by Yu Qiu, which made Yao Yao lose face. Yao Yao practiced desperately for the past few days, fearing that Yu Qiu would point out her faults again next time. Yang Nana said these words to comfort her.

Yao Yao stared at An Feng for a while, but was pulled away by Yang Nana, "The assessment is coming tomorrow, don't read it, let's go."

Several people dawdled at the door of Class F for a while before leaving.

In the classroom of Class F, An Feng wiped the sweat off his face and told the girls to rest for a while before doing exercises.

The trainees in Class F were still unwilling, so An Feng said, "If you are physically exhausted today, it is simply a dream to want to test in your best condition tomorrow."

They just gave up.

An Feng sat in the corner of the classroom, habitually wiping sweat with the collar of his T-shirt, and it took him a long time to realize that this action was too masculine, and shouldn't be a girl's action.

After staying in embarrassment for a while, the program staff suddenly called him over.

An Feng came out of the classroom with a dazed expression. He heard the staff say, "There is a man under the recording building who said he must give this to you."

The staff handed an envelope to An Feng, and left after completing the task.

An Feng recalled that in the novel, An Feng only had Zhou Yuan as his friend, and no one had such a primitive communication method to send him information. Who gave it to him?

Opening the envelope, there was a piece of paper stuffed inside. An Feng opened it and threw the paper on the ground in shock.

It was written in human blood on the paper - If you don't pay back the debt the day after tomorrow, you will be chopped off!

An Feng calmed down, picked up the paper and the envelope, and found that there was another thing inside the letter, which was a half finger, but it was just a fake, and it seemed to be threatening An Feng.

"An Feng" in the original book seems to have borrowed usury to make up for his family's bankruptcy.

It's just that I didn't expect the debt collector to come after the program group.

An Feng sighed heavily...