rose with snow

"I don't want to give you this A."

When Zheng Qiyi sat under the stage and said these words with the corners of his lips curled up, Huai Xu noticed him sitting in the farthest corner of the instructor's seat for the first time.

When she looked at Zheng Qiyi, an unreasonable disgust and resistance surfaced in her heart.

Suddenly, she saw another Zheng Qiyi.

He showed a treacherous and sticky smile, his handsome face was full of coldness, and he murmured:

"Only by you? Are you worthy? You have to rely on me to do everything. Without me, you are nothing. Do you understand? Huai Xu, did you hear that, huh?"

"Don't try to leave me, what can you do alone? You can't do anything, or do you want to go to Song Ming? He is a fart!"

"Can what you write be called a tune? This arrangement and lyrics are the same as yours, it's rubbish!"

……

Countless fragments flash back.

Until the last scene, Zheng Qiyi was wearing a sloppy white shirt, kneeling in front of her, crying and laughing nervously:

"Huaixu, let me go, let me go, I beg you, don't you just want to see me beg you? Are you satisfied, are you satisfied, let me go..."

A black gold pointed stiletto heel appeared in the picture.

The skin of the foot wrapped by it was cold and white, with light blue blood vessels crawling on the instep, and the ankle was thin.

Just by looking at the parts, one can imagine that her master must be delicate and fragile.

In the next second, the stiletto heel stepped on Zheng Qiyi's head, stepping down with grinding.

Zheng Qiyi's face was pressed tightly against the cold floor tiles, his posture was awkward and awkward.

A lazy voice came from outside the picture, revealing boundless indifference:

"I will only be satisfied if you die."

……

No need for anyone to explain, Huai Xu knew that the owner of the voice was herself.

A familiar and strange her.

The picture stagnates here, like a movie at the end, the picture turns black.

But Huai Xu knew somewhere that this was not her imagination, but something that actually happened to her.

It's just that she forgot.

In the fragments of the screen, she is cold and ruthless, cruelly teasing her enemies who have been trampled in the mud.

But she didn't feel the pleasure of getting revenge for a big revenge, she was just as silent as stagnant water, and even felt very bored.

Contaminated by this emotion, Huai Xu stood on the stage with a bit of indifference in his eyes.

She sank down with this emotion, and the quicksand swept around her, dragging her down into the darkness.

The place is full of desolation, only boundless silence and eternal night.

Until Huai Xu heard a faint but clear voice——

"Huaixu, you sing, we all want to hear it."

Song Yingshi.

She was awakened.

Huai Xu clenched the microphone tightly, closed his eyes and opened them again, looking straight up.

Song Yingshi stood directly opposite her, tall and far away.

The lights shone on her, she was dazzling and bright, warm and powerful.

For some reason, when Huaixu saw Song Ying, warm water vapor appeared in Huaixu's eyes.

The cold that seeped into the bones was dispelled by the sporadic fires, and Huaixu's cold body gradually warmed up.

She opened her lips, but didn't know what to say, and finally smiled lightly, and asked Song Ying:

"What do you want to hear?"

The director did not interrupt their interaction.

Duan Mi guessed that this passage would be released as a highlight, so she handed over the microphone.

The microphone was handed up to the trainees one by one, passing by Wan Jiao, Lu Xuewen, Tao Qin, and finally into Song Yingshi's hands.

Song Yingshi clenched the microphone tightly and sang frankly:

"Songs you wrote."

Huai Xu was startled.

She did write the lyrics, but she didn't show it to anyone. How did Song Yingshi know?

Shi Shuyao didn't expect that the Miaozi she had a crush on would be unexpectedly happy, so she immediately said:

"You still create?"

Huai Xu said truthfully, "It's just a semi-finished product."

Song Yingshi hired her a teacher who introduced her to the world of professional arrangement, but she didn't have the tools and time to try it.

She once wrote lyrics with only a few words, and the melody was constantly reverberating and circling in her mind, which was only a semi-finished product in front of professionals.

Shi Shuyao said: "Semi-finished products are also fine, you can sing a cappella."

What Zheng Qiyi wanted to say, Shi Shuyao rushed to speak before him:

"Ms. Zheng, as a singer-songwriter, must be looking forward to it."

Seeing Zheng Qiyi's face, Huai Xu's eyes froze for a moment, she lowered her eyelashes to hide her emotions, and suddenly felt worthless.

Being affected by Zheng Qiyi?

He doesn't deserve it.

This thought flashed by, Huai Xu put Zheng Qiyi behind him, closed his eyes and looked for a situation.

Singing without accompaniment can best show the original appearance of the human voice.

Huai Xu's voice is cold and distant, and when talking with people, it seems to be separated by a layer of ice crystals. Usually, this voice always makes people feel ruthless.

Listening to her singing is just the opposite. The audience will be dragged into the melody by the emotions filled between the lines, and then sink and rise.

She is singing with emotion.

The emotions that are stuffed in her heart due to the heavy pressure of reality, the feelings that she has been alone all year round so she has nowhere to release, and the other side of her that strangers cannot touch, are all conveyed through her favorite and loving singing.

On the stage, Huai Xu was singing a song she wrote.

In the audience, Song Yingshi suddenly understood why Huai Xu's words became less before going on stage.

She is gathering strength.

Actors, singers, dancers, all the professions that can be called creators in the world, the most abundant and powerful source is their own strength.

They weave their own flesh and blood and emotions into strange and fine spider webs, and use this luminous charm to quietly capture curious audiences and passers-by.

Huai Xu is a self-taught predator.

When she finishes singing, no one can say she doesn't deserve an A.

For some reason, Ren Qian picked up the microphone and asked Zheng Qiyi:

"Ms. Zheng, can Huai Xu get an A?"

Amidst the cheers and admiration, the camera focused on Zheng Qiyi.

Huai Xu's performance was too good, beyond everyone's imagination. While people loved her, they became more and more resistant to the aggressive Zheng Qiyi.

Under the camera, Zheng Qiyi looked at Huai Xu on the stage, tightly controlling the muscles on his face to cover up his gaffe.

Infatuation and unwillingness are intertwined in his eyes.

But the scene did not allow him to say any more objections. Even if he remained silent, he could not escape. In the end, he could only say:

"I have no opinion."

"Then, Huaixu, ah!"

Huai Xu bowed, walked off the stage, and went to the seats.

Song Yingshi was waiting for her at the end of this short road.

Huai Xu stepped on the starlight steps, all the way up.

When she just stood up, Song Yingshi took a step forward and gave Huai Xu a hug in surprise.

Song Yingshi's tone was cheerful:

"Welcome to Class A!"

It was after 10 o'clock in the evening when Huai Xu was rated, and there were many trainees after her. The recording lasted until two o'clock in the morning, and the initial rating process was finally over.

After the stage recording was completed, the two male instructors did not enter the dormitory area, and were about to leave early.

Song Ying was extremely sleepy, Lu Xue heard that they rushed up to congratulate her and Huai Xu, chatting non-stop.

In particular, they expressed their sincere and barren praise to Huai Xu:

"Awesome, Huai Xu! You're so awesome! Why are you so awesome! You didn't say anything until you were so awesome!"

Huai Xu: "..."

Song Yingshi laughed happily beside her.

After saying a few words, everyone lined up and walked out.

Song Yingshi was at the end, she turned her head and caught a glimpse of the director talking to Zheng Qiyi in the dark corner under the stage.

Not knowing what they said, Zheng Qiyi raised his eyes and looked this way.

Song Ying knew that what he was looking at was Huai Xu in front of her.

That sticky gaze was disgusting, but fortunately Huai Xu was being pulled by Wan Jiao to speak, and she didn't look back.

Song Yingshi took the initiative to meet Zheng Qiyi's gaze, hooked Huaixu's neck from behind, and raised her chin in a demonstrative manner.

Dog man, what are you doing looking at me?Try again.

Huai Xu was caught off guard, and wanted to turn around, but Song Yingshi tightened her grip, so she could only look straight ahead and ask the people behind her:

"what are you doing."

Song Yingshi blows the hot air on the back of her neck with laughter:

"I don't want to go, you drag me."

"...You just lie down."

Song Yingshi cheated: "Actually, I was a pendant in my previous life, and I can only hang it on."

"..."

The figures of the two of them disappeared into the studio.

Zheng Qiyi withdrew his gaze and frowned.

That trainee named Song Yingshi... What does her provocative and warning eyes mean?

Thinking of Song Yingshi's undisguised possessiveness towards Huai Xu, Zheng Qiyi couldn't understand it, but was secretly annoyed.

Song Yingshi didn't know that he was the mentor who could decide her fate, and she was just a trainee?

How dare she?Go crazy after getting an A?Do you think you can stand up for your companion?

Zheng Qiyi sneered, teenage girls are innocent.

Little girl, society is more complicated than you think.

Zheng Qiyi didn't take Song Yingshi too seriously, unexpectedly, before leaving the White Tower, Shi Zhi chased after her.

Although Shi Zhi is only an assistant director, she has a wide network of contacts and a good relationship with her superiors, so Zheng Qiyi is very polite to her:

"Director Shi, are you here to see me off?"

Shi Zhi's attitude changed slightly this time. Although she was still smiling, she was an adult, and the atmosphere could be felt immediately:

"The above is not over yet, Mr. Zheng, let's make a long story short. Our spring field focuses on harmony, friendship, and positiveness this time, so the tutor should also show a soft side, be strict when it should be strict, and be friendly when it should be friendly, especially the tutor. There must be harmony and ease between them.”

When Shi Zhi said this, Zheng Qiyi's expression turned ugly.

Shi Zhi received an errand, and it was impossible to take care of his mood, so she pretended not to see it, and continued:

"Teacher Zheng has already done a good job, but regarding the matter of Huai Xu, the opinions of the other three mentors will be the main consideration in the future. After all...the qualifications are here."

They say "seniority", but actually there is "coffee position", the two of them know it well.

Zheng Qiyi was told inside and out, so he almost pointed at his nose and said "you can just be a vase here", his face was extremely cold:

"I see."

When he got back to the car, the agent had just hung up the phone, and turned around to reprimand:

"Do you know how difficult it is for the company to get you this resource? You made the program crew dissatisfied on the first day of recording?"

Zheng Qiyi said impatiently: "It's just a trivial matter."

He didn't pay attention to the information of the program group before he came, and only saw Huai Xu when he was sitting in the instructor's seat.

It's true that he didn't think about it on a whim, but he didn't go too far. Why did everyone blame him?

"Small things? You don't think about the program group, you also consider yourself after the show is broadcast, right? What did I tell you before I came here, don't offend the mentor, you directly got into a fight with the three companies, who do you think you are? Which one of them do you fight against?" Affordable? The company wants to give you PR again!"

"..."

Zheng Qiyi clenched his fists and said nothing, his face was ashen, he didn't want to admit that he had to bow down.

The manager glanced at him from the rearview mirror, swallowed the most important sentence, and didn't provoke him any more.

Before Shi Zhi from the program group hung up the phone, the last thing she said was:

"Don't embarrass Mr. Zheng too much. The teacher and our program are really not suitable. You can change someone."

The manager felt that this sentence was indeed too serious compared to the little trouble Zheng Qiyi brought today, and he directly breached the contract and replaced him... It should be a joke.

The manager hates iron and steel: "You will be fine in the recording later, you know?"

After a long time, Zheng Qiyi's answer came from the back seat:

"understood."

After the recording of the initial rating, from the program group to the instructor to the students, the collective became a dog.

But there is no way, there are still unfinished things.

Like the star card rewards mentioned before, after the initial ratings are all over, they will start to be issued according to the level.

从A到E，星卡数量分别是10、8、6、4、2。

Holding two thin star cards, a trainee in Class E was frightened:

"Teacher Duan, when is the next time you make money? You won't be eliminated the day after tomorrow!"

Duan Mi comforted: "The deduction will only start tomorrow, and you will be eliminated at the earliest after the next day. Don't worry."

"..."

The trainee was "moved" by this comforting sentence and cried.

Next is the dormitory.

The collective dormitories are located on the fourth to sixth floors of the White Tower.

Classes D and E are on the fourth floor, Classes B and C are on the fifth floor, and Class A is on the sixth floor.

Everyone starts watching from the fourth floor.

Class E is a bunk-bed dormitory, 12 people can live in a room, and the only furniture in the room is the weighing scale.

Class D is the Datong shop. Each person can have a separate bed, table and small cabinet. Fortunately, only 6 people can live in one room.

The conditions of Class C are much better. Four people can live in one room. The beds are bigger and softer, and there are sofa carpets and all kinds of common furniture.

After watching Class C, Lu Xuewen, who was still worried at first, suddenly went wild:

"Okay, okay, I'm very satisfied. How is class AB doing well?"

They continued to follow Duan Mi and Shi Shuyao to look behind.

Class B is also a suite for 4 people. The difference from Class C is that it not only has a larger space, but Class B has two standard rooms in pairs, and there is a small living room shared by 4 people in the middle.

When Lu Xuewen followed his mentor to the sixth floor, Huai Xu who went to the first floor to redeem his luggage also came back.

Song Ying came back later than her.

No one knew that Song Yingshi met Shi Zhi once.

They only saw the suitcase shining with the star card.

Huai Xu is okay, only redeemed one suitcase.

Song Yingshi pushed the three suitcases she bought with her star card, and she puffed up her chest when she walked.

The trainees looked at her jealously: "Show off your wealth, Song Yingshi!"

Song Yingshi shook her head vigorously: "Everyone is polite, just call me Xiaoshi."

Shi Shuyao turned back into a sweet girl in the audience, laughed with everyone, and then greeted Huai Xu:

"Let's go and see where you are going to live together."

The door of Class A's dormitory was pushed open.

When Class A enters, there is a hall. Unlike the simple version of Class B, this place is so luxurious and exquisite that it meets all the fantasies of girls.

After the door opened, the exclamation of the trainees kept ringing out.

There is a door on each side of the hall, and after entering it is a fully furnished apartment.

There is a living room, a long table, floor-to-ceiling windows, an open kitchen, and an independent bathroom.

Through the small living room, there are two bedrooms of the same size, and each bedroom has two large beds that make people want to sleep.

"It's fine to have a dressing table, isn't it too much to have a cloakroom!"

"And the round bathtub? I'm so sore."

"The program team dotes on Class A too much."

Tao Qin's focus is very different.

She secretly tugged at the corner of Song Yingshi's clothes: "Xiao Shi, do you want to..."

Song Yingshi turned her head: "Yes?"

"Well, who do you share a room with?"

Song Yingshi took it for granted, "Huai Xu."

Tao Qin's soul was screaming.

She just knew it!She just knew it!

Tao Qin hugged Lu Xuewen and shook his arm violently, hinting with his eyes.

Look, look, look!

Lu Xuewen leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Be sober, it's normal for them to live together. If we were in Class A, Xiao Ten would definitely live with us."

"..."

Tao Qin was doused with cold water. She woke up unwillingly for a while, and suddenly saw something, so excited that she let out a short groundhog cry.

For a moment, the trainees next to him looked around.

Was that the sound a human can make just now?who is it?Why can't I find it?

When the trainees walked away in doubt, Tao Qin couldn't wait to share the candy she had just dug out:

"Seven people and eight beds in class A, it's okay if Xiao Shi likes to be lively, why is Huai Xu willing to live with Xiao Shi? I saw that she and Xiao Shi entered the same room, obviously the others haven't come back to choose a room!"

"?"

Thinking of her ex-roommate's aura filled with "I love cleanliness, don't bother me", Lu Xuewen explained why she didn't quite believe it:

"Maybe, maybe, maybe, Huaixu also likes to be lively. Maybe she's afraid of the dark..."

Tao Qin rolled his eyes: "I believe your nonsense, I'm still afraid of you."

"..."

From five or six o'clock in the morning, shooting with makeup until almost three o'clock in the morning, people's bodies can be emptied, and everyone is not in the mood to stop by the door to say hello, so they close the door one after another, wash and go to bed.

Song Yingshi pushed the suitcase to the corner, and didn't bother to pack the others, so she opened the box containing the toiletries first.

She took off her contact lenses to remove makeup, put on a headband, and looked back at Huai Xu who was also removing makeup:

"You wash first or me first?"

Huai Xu paused: "You go."

Song Yingshi yawned, picked up the toiletry bag and walked to the bathroom.

The round bathtub facing a large piece of glass seemed to be enjoyable, but Song Yingshi was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, so she had no luck to enjoy the bathtub. She turned on the shower and took a shower. The battle was over in less than 10 minutes.

Song Yingshi walked out wrapped in a bath towel, but did not see Huai Xu.

Where did you go?

Song Yingshi symbolically looked for her roommate, yawning and calling out:

"Huai - Xu - where have you been?"

Song Yingshi slumped on the sofa and waited, but no one answered.

It doesn't matter where Huaixu goes, she won't get lost, anyway, she doesn't want to move at all, she just wants to sleep.

But I don't have any skin care tonight, it's tiring to be a beautiful woman.

Song Yingshi straightened her waist, pulled the skin care products, facial mask and beauty instrument to her side with her last stubbornness, and started the skin care process.

As she was applying the mask to her face, footsteps came from the door.

The footsteps stopped, and then there was a knock on the door, Song Yingshi tilted her head strangely:

"Come in."

Only then did Huai Xu push the door open and walk in.

It seems that the person is indeed Huai Xu, Song Yingshi laughed and said:

"What door are you knocking on to enter your room?"

Huai Xu looked at her:

"You're still in the room—why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

?

Song Yingshi looked down at the firm white bath towel wrapped around her body, gritted her teeth and said:

"Stop spitting blood."

Tonight, Huai Xu seemed to be not good at words, so she paused again. She looked away, and the words she said were a bit clumsy:

"I did not mean that."

Song Yingshi glared at her, because she was a little slurred with the mask on:

"What do you think of my bedroom-only white tube top babe skirt?"

Huai Xu took a breath, as if she had regained her reason and mind:

"Are you going to sleep in your bedroom-exclusive white tube top hot girl skirt?"

Song Yingshi sneered confidently:

"Do I have cat cake?"

"Then what do you wear to sleep?"

"I……"

Song Yingshi got stuck, and suddenly realized:

"I changed into my nightgown after applying the mask."

"Ah."

Huai Xu seemed to be satisfied at last, turned around to take a bath, and before going in, he warned:

"You can change it now, or you can change it in the bathroom after I come out."

Only then did Song Yingshi understand, and looked at her:

"You haven't adapted to group life yet." It's okay to think about avoiding suspicion everywhere.

Huai Xu smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"Maybe, it's you who haven't adapted to the roommate yet."

After finishing speaking, Huai Xu closed the bathroom door, and the sound of water could be heard.

Outside the bathroom, Song Yingshi suddenly realized.

It seems that Huai Xu is still a little concerned about her status as the benefactor, and always pays special attention to that aspect.

It doesn't matter, sooner or later Huai Xu will understand that I am her good sister.

Song Yingshi thought about it very much. After applying the mask and changing into her nightgown, she lay comfortably on the bed, her bones all over her body were soft, and she didn't want to open her eyes at all when she closed them.

No, there is one more thing that I almost forgot.

Song Yingshi strained her eyelids and couldn't sleep yet.

When Huai Xu was wiping her hair and coming out wearing a suspender nightgown, she saw Song Yingshi who was not covered by a quilt but was sleeping in a daze.

The headband was still on.

The ceiling light in the room has been turned off, leaving only two ambient lights. When looking at Song Ying who is sleeping, Huai Xu feels the silence of the night that has not been seen for a long time.

She stood at the door of the bathroom for a long time before walking in Song Yingshi's direction.

Guessing that Song Ying was already sleepy and stupid, Huai Xu didn't call her and pulled up her quilt.

Pulled, didn't pull, instead, Song Yingshi, who was sleeping in a ball, sat up along the quilt.

Huai Xu raised an eyebrow.

She didn't know how Song Yingshi did this movement at all, she seemed to be flowing upwards with the quilt, and she sat up while pulling the quilt.

People who can dance have such soft limbs?

Song Yingshi's face was pressed against the quilt, her eyes were not opened, and her voice was soft:

"Huaixu. Are you there?"

"..."

From this question, it can be seen that Song Yingshi is really sleepy and stupid.

Huai Xu hummed: "Lie back, cover the quilt and go to sleep."

"I do not."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Song Yingshi's voice was a little aggrieved, and she muttered:

"I'm sleepy."

"..."

Huaixu decided to use actions to help the girl who refused to sleep and wanted to sleep to sleep.

She shook the quilt.

The Song Yingshi hanging on it is like a melon on a vine, shaking and shaking, but it just won't go down.

Huai Xu couldn't help laughing.

Song Yingshi's eyelashes brushed on the soft white cotton quilt, thick and dense.

The sleepy girl looked well-behaved and quiet, breathing evenly and slowly, as if she had fallen into a dark and sweet dream without any worries.

Huai Xu looked at it for a while, then called softly:

"Xiao Shi, good boy, it's time to sleep."

Just when Huai Xu thought she was fast asleep, Song Yingshi slowed down by more than a beat, and responded dully.

She struggled with her eyelashes, finally opened her eyes, sat up straight and looked around in a daze:

"...Did I fall asleep before?"

Huai Xu turned around and sat back on her bed:

"Not only fell asleep, but also seemed to be asleep."

real or fake?

Song Yingshi rubbed her eyes, and with a guilty conscience threw the pot to Huaixu:

"I'm waiting for you to take a shower and fall asleep."

Huai Xu asked her directly:

"What are you waiting for me?"

Song Ying was in a hurry to sleep, and she didn't delay:

"During the initial rating today, do you remember when I said you could write songs?"

Song Yingshi felt that she had to explain this matter today, but it would be different tomorrow, and Huai Xu might feel alienated.

It's not good for her and her tool-boy - ahem, it's her sweet relationship with her beautiful roommate.

Song Yingshi knew that Huai Xu could write songs, because in the plot of the original book, Huai Xu would write lyrics in the lyrics book and hum some tunes since middle school.

But all her talents had no fertile soil of money to bear fruit, and were cast aside like humble seeds.

After she met Zheng Qiyi, Zheng Qiyi found out about this by accident. He taunted and suppressed Huaixu, but he used the tune Huaixu was humming to compose the music, and even copied the lyrics from Huaixu's lyrics book.

This song is popular all over the country, and it is unconventional. It can be regarded as both refined and popular. Zheng Qiyi won the award in one fell swoop, and faintly has the title of king of singers.

But at this time, Song Yingshi definitely couldn't explain it to Huaixu in this way. The reason she thought about afterwards was that she accidentally read her lyrics book when she was at Huaixu's house.

Barely able to round it.

Anyway, Huai Xu has to believe it if she doesn't believe it, and she doesn't know the plot in the book.

Song Yingshi opened her mouth, ready to apologize for what she didn't do, tell a lie, and then go to bed quickly.

She showed her acting skills and looked at Huai Xu with a sincere and apologetic expression:

"I want to apologize to you. I know that you can write songs because I..."

"That's it?"

"?"

"Because you have to talk about this, you are too sleepy and refuse to sleep?"

Song Yingshi nodded hesitantly: "That's right."

It's true, but I always feel that something is not right, what's going on...

It's a pity that Quejue's head couldn't turn around, Song Yingshi couldn't figure it out, she sat on the bed and looked up at Huai Xu, her eyes were a little dazed.

Huai Xu smiled for some reason, and said:

"Are you worried that I'm angry?"

Song Yingshi nodded her head again.

"I'm not angry."

Song Yingshi nodded her head halfway and stopped:

"Um... um? Really?"

No, Huai Xu doesn't know what she did, so why isn't she angry?