[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

On the weekend, four entered three competitions, and because of the popularity caused by a series of incidents, the ratings hit a new high.

With two original songs "Summer Cicada" and "I Met You Once", the Beacon Group successfully entered the top three and won the entry ticket to compete for the championship.It was the girl group that was eliminated, that is to say, the only group that entered the finals was Fengyan.

This result was much better than in the previous life, but Bi Wenning was still dissatisfied, frowning and holding the tablet to watch the video.

Qi Yan has been in good shape recently, with an excellent sense of rhythm. Since the last time, his singing skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and now he has entered a period of steady improvement, and his weaknesses in other areas are slowly making up for it.

In contrast, Du Feng was left behind by a large margin, and the gap in performance was very obvious.What's funny is that the fans put all the responsibility on the company. If this kid can work half as hard as Qi Yan, how could he end up in this situation?In this circle, hard work is as important as talent, why doesn't he understand.

She had a long private conversation with Du Feng, but it still had no effect.

Of course, even Bi Wenning didn't expect that this kind of public opinion came from Du Feng's instruction. At first, it was just to vent his anger, and later it was to create momentum for breaking away from Xinghui Infinite.

This time the competition was very strict, and many things could not be decided by default. The gold content of the championship naturally increased. Several companies regarded winning or losing very seriously, including Xinghui Infinite.

Taking advantage of the gap in training, she called Qi Yan into the lounge and asked, "Do you want to win the championship?"

Qi Yan nodded vigorously, his eyes were blazing with fire.Main mission, what if you don't win?

Bi Wenning took out a printed sheet music from the folder and gave it to him, "In the finals, you are alone and sing this song."

Qi Yan took it and was startled, "Ah? Then, where is Xiaofeng?"

Bi Wenning sent the mp3 of the accompaniment to his mailbox again, and said with a straight face: "I discussed it with the organizing committee of the competition. It just so happens that the other two finalists are individuals, so this change is not abrupt. Xiaofeng, I'll talk to him."

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, teamwork is important, but working with Du Feng is really uncomfortable, even if it is not very kind, Qi Yan can't help saying that he is happy when he thinks of being separated from him.

He glanced at the music score and jumped up again, almost knocking over the chair, "English? Did you make a mistake!"

Bi Wenning crossed his legs and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "Challenge and try. It's still Ying Tianya who composed the music and He Qianqiu wrote the lyrics. I specially appointed you to sing. I remember you passed CET6?"

Qi Yan cried, "It was memorized at school by rote, and it was hard to cope with it...Let, let me sing, isn't that another trouble? Sister Wenning, you really don't want me to win the championship, do you?" ?”

Bi Wenning crossed his hands, with a serious expression on his face: "I just want to win and I have to gamble. Last time you were last in the competition, you will definitely not be able to follow this routine. "Xia Chan" is good, but the song is too difficult. Didn't even enter the top [-]. This melody is relatively common, do you want to challenge it?"

Qi Yan looked at the music score. The fast song in three beats has a strong sense of rhythm and the lyrics are easy to understand. Although there are a few words he doesn't know, he can roughly understand it. It's about young people coaxing him to speak Tempered little lover, sweet with a little sadness and helplessness, sweet and sour taste, very in line with the current young people's small and fresh preferences.

He touched his chin and sighed, "How nice it is in Chinese..."

"To be in line with international standards," Bi Wenning sternly said, "Just say you like it or not?"

Qi Yan was flattered, and nodded again and again, "I like it, of course I like it!" Little artists like them always accept jobs, and they do whatever the manager arranges.

Only at this moment did he really feel that he had really made a name for himself and was able to express his preferences.

Having said that, it's unreasonable that the songs of the two great talents can't be liked by people.

Qi Yan folded up the sheet music and stuffed it into the pocket of his sweatpants, then went back to the training room to ask Du Feng to give a lecture.

Du Feng nodded absently, his mind was filled with the phone call from Ouyang Fan earlier.

"I can't do this well. When do you want to delay it?"

"Recently he has become very wary... I, I am trying to find opportunities."

Qi Yan changed the lock, and he never misplaced his belongings. He either asked Luo Yiping to keep them the whole time, or locked them in a locker.

Holding the small bag of Bai Sensen's powder, Du Feng couldn't find a chance to frame him.

"Stupid, don't you know how to work around it?" Ouyang Fan scolded mercilessly, "If you can't put it in, why don't you get him some water to drink?"

Du Feng felt that the voice was like the temptation of the devil, leading him to the abyss where he could not turn back, but he couldn't resist.The sense of desperation drove madness, and even suppressed jealousy.

So when Qi Yan saw him, he couldn't help asking worriedly: "Xiao Feng, are you okay?"

Du Feng shook his head with a strong smile, left the training room, and went to find Bi Wenning.

Qi Yan watched him go out and didn't ask much. Bi Wenning asked him to sing this English song proficiently within two days, and he himself was worried.

Du Feng left, and Jiang Yao leaned over.The boy's hair is a little long, and he is afraid of getting wet with sweat. Now he has tied a funny ponytail with a rubber band. He is wearing a black and blue two-color loose color matching T-shirt and pure cotton thick sweatpants. He smiled and bowed, making an inviting gesture, " Brother Xiaoyan, are you playing with me?"

The five or six boys and girls who were training with him all looked a little eager to try, and a strong hip-hop accompaniment sounded in the spacious training room.

Qi Yan sighed secretly, looking at the provocative look in Jiang Yao's eyes.

At this time in their previous lives, they were indeed keen on playing this game called fighting dance.When young people gather together, bumps and bumps are inevitable, and fighting and disputes are strictly prohibited in the company. This ancient activity of the last century began to be popular in the training base.

It can not only vent youthful anger, ease interpersonal conflicts, but also improve training results and form healthy competition, so the management also acquiesced.

But although his body is in his early twenties, his soul is in his early thirties. It is a bit sad that he is forced to meet such a childish challenge.

However, as a senior, he would be laughed at if he flinched at this time. He stood up facing Jiang Yao's provocative gaze, and said with a smile, "Be merciful."

Jiang Yao said indifferently, "Brother Xiaoyan is so powerful, how dare I."

Qi Yan didn't care, and started to move his joints. Some people turned up the volume of the music, and others also came here. The mirrors on the four walls reflected the number of people several times, making it extremely lively.

Among the third-generation trainees, Jiang Yao is the best in dance.Besides singing, Qi Yan is mediocre.Using one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses is correct in the art of war, but as a colleague, it is a bit unkind.

But Qi Yan also understands that recently, he doesn't know whether he is too red to be black or too black to be red, which will inevitably lead to dissatisfaction from others.What's more, he also wanted to take the opportunity to do an experiment...

After the preparatory activities were completed, Jiang Yao first performed a one-handed handstand, followed by a handstand rotation, his slender legs drew handsome lines in mid-air, and then turned over and jumped up on the floor.The whole set of movements was done smoothly and smoothly, which attracted bursts of cheers and applause from the trainees.

Qi Yan contemptuously and noblely in his heart, "It's all left over from my brother's playing in the past."

So I did the same thing, and when I rotated with one hand, I deliberately turned 360° more than Jiang Yao, but the result was that the hand was raw after all, and the body tilted suddenly.The crowd screamed. Fortunately, Qi Yan was experienced, stepped on the floor at an inclined angle, and changed his posture to make up for a Thomas U-turn.

Then he leaned back again, put his hands on the ground, kicked into the air with the sonorous rhythm, and then directly flipped back to the ground.

This movement is fresh, and everyone is dumbfounded. Although there are many street dance self-created movements, there are not many such skills and strength.

Now even Jiang Yao froze, and his smile couldn't hold back. He boasted that he had excellent hip-hop skills, but he didn't expect to meet a hidden expert.

The original three-point contempt is now gone. He used his housekeeping skills, various spins, side kicks, and even developed to the point where the two started fighting and dancing.

The people around watched with enthusiasm, applauding and applauding all the time.

Qi Yan secretly felt ashamed, Jiang Yao's dancing skills were indeed better than him, but he had a few more years of experience. In order to shoot a MV, he watched a lot of hip-hop videos on the Internet, and discussed with the dance coach, learning, Invented many new moves.But that is the cumulative result of the next few years, and it is nothing to be proud of.

As time passed bit by bit, Jiang Yao could no longer hold on. This kind of skill competition was the most exhausting. Sweat dripped down his handsome face, and even his T-shirt was soaked.Panting for breath, he stared at Qi Yan.

The latter seems to have endless physical strength, and he is still able to do a job with ease when jumping and bouncing. He only wears a simple white sports bracelet on his wrist, and draws beautiful lines from time to time with his movements.

Qi Yan continued to feel ashamed. The result of the experiment was unexpectedly good. The effect of this "energy bracelet" is to restore 6% of physical strength every 1 seconds, which is enough for the consumption of fighting dance.This is synthesized by another recipe he drew.

This is simply... no victory at all.

Jiang Yao finally couldn't hold it anymore, bent over to support his knees, panting for breath.

Qi Yan also immediately accepted it, and sat down on the floor, "I'm exhausted!"

Even so, the verdict is still high.

A group of juniors rushed over, some handed water, some handed towels, some beat shoulders, some beat legs, and surrounded Qi Yan tightly.All eyes were shining brightly, "Brother Xiao Yan has worked hard, Brother Xiao Yan is so amazing! Brother Xiao Yan is amazing! Brother Xiao Yan, can you teach me!"

Qi Yan took the towel to wipe off his sweat, and readily agreed, then parted the crowd, reached out to Jiang Yao, with a gentle smile, "Jiang Yao, your technique is very good, but the sense of rhythm can be improved, I suggest you dance more with music , out of a sense of dance."

He spoke euphemistically, but Jiang Yao still understood, smiled, raised his hand to hold Qi Yan's hand, and stood up.

Qi Yan patted the kid on the shoulder, "Come on!"

Jiang Yao said, "Thank you, brother Yan."

This time, I sincerely say thank you.

A group of people surrounded the two of them, chattering, and began to practice with them without the dance coach specially urging them.

Bi Wenning also entered the training room at some point, folded his arms and looked at this group of youthful, beautiful and energetic young people, then turned his head to look at the DV in Luo Yiping's hand, "Have they all been filmed?"

Luo Yi held the hand-held DV steadily, and stared at the LCD screen without squinting, "Don't worry, I've recorded everything from beginning to end."

A wonderful dance fight video quickly spread on the Internet. The title of the broadcast was understated, "Xinghui Infinite Artists Show off New Dance Skills, Refreshing the New Concept of Street Dance", but fans saw more from it: ——Xinghui Infinite’s The reserve artist is also very handsome, when will it be released?

——That Qi Yan is very kind to people, holding hands with the younger generation is so loving, the new CP is released?

——Wow, Qi Yan dances so handsomely!Why didn't you find out before?

——Have you noticed that Qi Yan has really good physical strength→→Then it must be...

——It feels really good, everyone seems to have a good relationship.

Although there were strange things mixed in, the purpose of calmly washing the whites was also achieved.Even if some people questioned that the entire video was staged, but if this is the case, all of Xinghui's artists have natural acting skills, how can others live?

Yang Mei praised Bi Wenning's move, "Great! Create momentum for the newcomer, justify Qi Yan's name, and improve the company's image. Three birds with one stone are really high!"

Bi Wenning humbly accepted the compliment, then frowned, "Where is Du Feng..."

Yang Mei shook her head, "Qianqiu is right, this child has a wicked mind, I think it is hopeless."

She tapped the tablet, and called up the anonymous email she had just received. The content was a photo, which was the same photo that Ouyang Fan had shown Du Feng before, "This person's name is Li Geng, and he has no official job. He specializes in collecting money for work."

Yang Mei spoke cryptically, Bi Wenning naturally understood, and his face slowly sank, "How could Du Feng get involved with this kind of person? Could it be..."

The first thing she thought of was the last time Qi Yan and Du Feng were attacked. Du Feng was not injured, and Qi Yan's voice was almost destroyed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help swearing, slapped the table heavily, and then sighed, "It's all my fault, just don't let them form a group, I didn't expect to almost hurt Xiaoyan."

Yang Mei also said: "Du Feng can't stay anymore. Who knows when he will still make trouble, and don't care about the public opinion. If you keep him cold for a while, I think he will find a way to terminate the contract. Don't let Qi Yan know about this. Let him focus on the game."

Bi Wenning nodded and added, "Let's separate the dormitories too." Yang Mei also agreed.

Just a few words between the two of them decided the future path of Fengyan and the others.

Qi Yan is now fully focused on the song "I Want You".He hasn't had much exposure to English since graduation, and even less after the natural disaster. It is a slightly more difficult task to sing proficiently like his mother tongue within two days.

He habitually opened the panel, looked at the recipes, skills, and packages, but found nothing that would help improve his language.

Qi Yan was stunned for a while, and made up his mind to call customer service.

Messiah 2.0: This is the last chance to summon customer service for free, are you sure you want to use it?

Qi Yan sighed: sure.

The customer service has the same metallic voice as always: "What's the matter?"

Qi Yan said: "I want to complain!"

Customer service: "What is the complaint?"

Qi Yan: "Complain to the system!"