Circle fans continue to live [China has hip-hop + idol trainees]

In the conference room, Zhang PD, Wang Jiaer, Li Ronghao and Zhou Jieqiong are preparing to record VCR according to the theme song of the trainees for re-evaluation.

First, play the first recorded trainee in Class A—Confucius Song.

The perfect stepping point and accurate movement, and also added his own small design, full of youthful feeling, the final pen refill wink made Zhou Jieqiong and Wang Jiaer shout out "Oh hoo--".

"Oh my god, the last wink has fallen." Zhou Jieqiong covered her heart carefully.

"Wow, the stepping point of this dance..." Zhang pd propped his chin, his tone full of joy.

"I won't lose to you, human metronome." Zhou Jieqiong said to Zhang Yixing sideways, Zhang Yixing nodded with a smile.

"Singing is still steady, the same as in class." Li Ronghao was very satisfied when he heard that Zisong was right, the lyrics were not out of tune, and he could hear the joyful mood of youth.

"I think it can be stamped directly." Wang Jiaer concluded.

The second show is Cai Xukun. The two people have similar personalities, and they also bring popularity into the show. Naturally, they are put together by the show for comparison.

Kneeling down on one knee and blowing kisses at the end, Cai Xukun, who faintly showed adult male hormones, seemed to have shot Cupid's arrows at the mentors present.

Zhou Jieqiong once again covered the careful heart that was shot, even Zhang PD said that if he was a girl, he would fall for it.

In all fairness, both are evil and beautiful young people, Zisong is a soft and cute underage fried fur puppet cat, sweet and seductive; Cai Xukun is an arrogant Persian cat with a bit of aloofness, glamorous and compelling.

They are similar but not the same, and they are all arrogant and cute cat owners. It is also very interesting to compete in the same environment.

There is no doubt about Cai Xukun's performance. Mentor Zhou Jieqiong said that this is the standard of A, so there is no need to discuss too much.

However, it may be that the videos of trainees who performed well in the front are all shown, so the latter ones can only be regarded as unsatisfactory in the eyes of the instructor, and the more they watch, the more disappointing they are.

Forgot the words, or simply did not sing, but the dance did not add points, and the atmosphere in the conference room became more and more dignified.

Until PD Zhang proposed to take a break first, he asked the director to gather all the trainees into one classroom.

"Oh my god, what did you all do?" Zhang PD's slightly responsible tone made all the trainees' heads shudder, especially the trainees who knew that they were not performing well, they dared not raise their heads.

"Words? I don't even remember the words, maybe four or five sentences, all, I don't even dance anymore, do I sing?!"

"You know that if you fall into class F, you won't be able to go on stage, wow--our instructor's score is very difficult to score."

"Hurry up, I hope you are well."

Zhang Yixing sighed heavily, thinking that these young men were only in their teens and twenties, and he was afraid of hurting their self-confidence by speaking too harshly, so he said some words of comfort and encouragement before leaving.

Justin has been very clingy to Zisong ever since he tutored him in singing every day, and now he ran over crying and acting like a baby.

"What should I do, Song Song, I'm sure I'm done. I won't be in the same class with you if I'm relegated. I want to be with you..."

"Why do you think so much? If you are not in the same class, the rap gang will disband? Besides, you haven't learned how to sing yet. You think you can escape the "Jia Fugui Vocal Music Team" tailor-made for you by going to another class. class'?"

Zisong pushed away the sweaty body posted by Justin in disgust. He knew that Justin's relegation was almost inevitable, and he also knew that the kid could adjust his mentality by himself, so he didn't say too many words of comfort.

Chen Linong was also very worried at first, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he fell to a very low level, and would not be able to practice with Zisong every day.After listening to what Zisong said to justin, I also figured it out. Originally, my dancing skills were quite stressful in class A, so it was only natural that I was relegated.

But I will not give up my efforts, besides, these days Zisong took him to practice dance every day, tailor-made "Super Nongnong Dance Crash Course" for him, and they live in the same dormitory, how can we still have some time together, Thinking about it, it was still better than Jia Fugui.

At this time, Chen Linong still didn't understand why the reason why he was so afraid of relegation had something to do with Zisong.

Perhaps the most valuable thing in young emotions is ignorance, which is like a flash in the pan.

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After lunch, most people went back to the dormitory to rest. The high-pressure environment for the past three days made many people sick.

Cai Xukun, who had a low fever, was dragged back to the dormitory by Wang Ziyi and Zhou Rui, who lived with him, and he was not allowed to secretly train him.

Only Zisong and Chen Linong remained in the practice room of Class A. He wanted to use this half day to practice the theme song again, and Zisong corrected his movements.

The corridor was quiet, Zisong greeted Nongnong and went out to find the toilet. Passing a practice room, he heard the music of the theme song and the sound of shoes on the floor.

Zisong took two steps back to look at the sign at the door, Class C?

Pushing open the door and looking in, a tall and burly figure tried hard to keep up with the music, but with long hands, long feet and broad shoulders, uncoordinated hands and feet and not stepping on the right beat, he seemed a little at a loss.

He was probably tired, so he sat down and patted his head depressedly.

Zisong thinks that man is really cute, he is tall and handsome and looks like a wolf thug, but his movements and demeanor are very similar to Erha.

Having said that, the tallest person among the trainees...isn't it Bu Fan who helped him carry his luggage? !

At this time, Bu Fan also saw the little head in the crack of the door in the mirror, and he was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and after he saw that goblin-like face, he became very nervous...

No way, just now you saw how stupid you danced so badly?

Seeing that Bu Fan found him, Zi Song pushed open the door and walked in openly: "Bu Fan? Hello, I'm practicing the theme song."

"Ah, huh? Ah, hello, I'm Bu Fan from Kunyin." Bu Fan scratched his short hair, his mouth was so nervous that he had never been so nervous in his first stage rating.

Zisong was amused, "Why are you nervous? I didn't laugh at you. You helped me last time, and I haven't thanked you yet."

The young man's delicate beauty that can't be concealed by plain makeup, the slight upward curve of his mouth, everything is like a trembling and blooming rose in the morning, with dewdrops, fragile and beautiful.

Bu Fan stared intently.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?" Zisong patted Bu Fan's shoulder with a light smile. {Zi Song: I wanted to pat my head, but I couldn't reach it}

Bu Fan, who came back to his senses, was taken aback by the act of staring at him with fascination. Seeing that there was no strange expression on Zisong's face, he was relieved.

"No, I'm thinking about dance moves."

"You've worked hard, but I think you're still making mistakes. Didn't you dance during the recording?"

"Well, I used to be a model and couldn't dance, and my teammates are sick these days, so I don't have the time to practice... I guess I'm going to class F this time."

Thinking of Mu Ziyang who was ill, Bu Fan suddenly became depressed.

Zisong is the one who hates other people's sad tears the most, and also hates the sad atmosphere very much.

"This is just a rating, and it only represents this performance. As long as the dance is good, Class F can also have the opportunity to be on the stage. You have to believe that hard work will pay off. If your teammates are sick, let him have a good rest , rest well and keep working hard, that’s how idols are.”

This was said sincerely, and Bu Fan actually had hope, so he continued to practice alone.

There are a lot of people in their C class, their strengths are not high or low, and the teacher doesn't pay too much attention. Many people in the class are very slack, and the atmosphere during training is not very good.

Seeing that Bu Fan's mood seemed to improve a bit, Zisong invited him to go to the practice room of Class A to practice dancing together. He didn't forget that Nong Nong was still waiting for him.

Anyway, teaching one is teaching, and teaching two is also teaching.

"What are you talking about?" Bu Fan's eyes widened, looking even more fierce.

Zisong panicked, did what he said hurt his self-esteem?

"I didn't mean to force it, if you want to practice alone..."

"Oh, you said it earlier, I, Bu Fan, can be considered to have found someone who can dance to teach me, Mr. Kong, we can practice whatever you say, you, Brother Fan, have nothing to say."

"What is Teacher Kong? You can just call me Zisong. Let's go, Brother Bu Fan. Chen Linong is practicing over there. Let's go there quickly."

"I heard Banana and they are all called Teacher You Chang Jing You, you can sing and dance, don't you like a lot of fancy titles..."

The author has something to say:

Sweet Song: Didn't I come out to go to the bathroom?The chapter is over and I haven't gone to the toilet yet.

Bu Fan: Finally got in touch with my male god, I’m happy and I’ll tell you {circle around}

Nonnong: Do you still remember the super nongnong by Daming Lake?

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