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

Cai Xukun pulled Zisong up from Zhu Zhengting's arms, grabbed Zisong's shoulders with both hands, and said seriously, "Songsong, teach me how to be cute, I'm going crazy these two days! I can't really be cute."

"Zi Song, please teach Kun Kun, otherwise we will go crazy." Zhou Rui was also anxious to see Cai Xu Kun's difficulties.

Wang Ziyi: Buddha is looking at you with compassionate eyes, it would be too much not to agree.

Bu Fan: Looking forward with raised eyebrows.He also really wants to see Zisong make cute expressions, although Zisong is usually very cute.

"You guys are forcing such a handsome me to be cute, my god this world..."

Zisong felt that resistance was hopeless, and even the camera took the time to focus on him for a close-up.

Thinking that he had practiced the girl group's coquettish skills to the fourth level, Zisong swallowed quietly, hoping that his personality of a cold, evil and beautiful boy would not collapse after he finished.

Confucius Song, you are probably thinking a little too much.

"Okay, okay, I'll act like a spoiled girl like Girls' Generation Yoona did."

Others didn't know what the original version was like, but they were surprised when they heard Girls' Generation YoonA.

Clearing his throat, Zisong poked his index finger towards each other, making an embarrassed look, and at the same time looked at Cai Xukun who was sitting in the best viewing position with his round almond eyes:

"Yeah, I have something to say

yes i like you

so much, so much

so much, so much

just look at me"

In the end, the fingers were smaller than Cheng, and the tongue flicked twice.

Yun'er's textbook acting like a baby, coupled with Zisong's exquisite appearance that does not lose to the girls' group, and the childish voice that she deliberately put on does not seem to violate harmony at all.

The rehearsal hall was instantly scorched.

The brothers covered their mouths and noses to prevent nosebleeds, covered their temples to prevent them from getting too excited and passed out, and they completely lost their minds and yelled.

Cai Xukun covered his open mouth and screamed silently.

Some other people may not understand the meaning of these Korean words, but he has participated in the program to learn Korean before, and these few lyrics are very simple, so he understands, oh my, "Listen, I have something to say (Ode to Confession), the classic kimchi country idol coquettish song, where did Zi Song learn these things, so cute.

This cute little brother is a natural idol.

{Mom, I may not be able to go straight back...}

{Is this cute? !This is a murder weapon!Ah, so cute. }

{It's over, it's over, my mind is full of Zisong. }

Qian Zhenghao, who also understood the lyrics, showed a childlike smile: "It's a famous coquettish song, why is Zisong so cute, I knew that Brother Kunkun should choose you haha."

Zhou Yanchen smiled with dazzling white teeth, "That's right, if Zisong performed this, all the producers of the whole nation would be so cute."

Cai Xukun raised his forehead: "Mistake, misstep."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

As for Bu Fan?He has fallen into a situation of falling in love, on the verge of becoming old-fashioned and unable to extricate himself, there is no hope.

"It's all because of you making me cute. I don't want to be cute. I'm going back. Orcs are going to evolve."

Without waiting for Bu Fan to finish speaking, Zi Song fled in shame.

In the next few days of practice, trainees who are familiar with or not familiar with will always come to the rehearsal hall of the "Orc" group, get close to the people in the group and ask Zi Song to sing a confession song.

It's very bad. Is Zisong's cuteness something you can see casually?

Bu Fan, who considers himself a big fan, didn't want these people to see Zi Song's performance that day. If he found out who leaked the news, he would have to give him a big mouth.

So after that, Bu Fan would stay by Zi Song's side almost every day, and whoever came to get close to Zi Song with malicious intentions, brother Fan would let him experience what is called "the power of half-orcs".

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The life of a trainee is to practice, practice, and practice.

The progress of Ding Zeren's group is gratifying. They are all dancers who will never slow down, and the little devil's vocal is not a problem. It has only been a few days since the songs have been put together in a good way.

On the other hand, the Zisong group, the theological scumbag group, the two were woken up one by one by Zisong at dawn every day, went to the practice room to open their voices, sang and danced to the music twice, went to the cafeteria to eat after passing the test, and continued to practice when they came back.

During the break, Dong Yanlei repeatedly checked the pitch, and Bu Fan practiced rap.

Fanzi's voice is a subwoofer, so when he raps, he must pronounce the words clearly, otherwise he will hear a lot of breathy sounds through the microphone, so Zisong will give him a small talk whenever he has time, and Bu Fan is happy to leave.

Although Dong Yanlei's dance was not good enough, it was enough if the movements were coordinated, and he was surprised that he would be able to do this in a while.

Leizi has a straight-faced personality, and decides to do something like desperately.Zisong took him to practice for a day, and he came back to watch the video for retraining at night. When he met some unlucky ghost who came back to the practice room, he caught him and helped him "dance to find fault".

When it was time for the acceptance by the instructor in the middle stage, everyone's vocal and rap basically passed the test.I didn't expect it to be a dance. Zhou Jieqiong's instructor said that although their timing and rhythm were correct, they lacked an emotion to be expressed in the song, and the whole song lacked soul. Let them go back and think about it.

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"Come, come, everyone, please sit down." Back in the rehearsal hall, Ding Zeren called everyone to sit down for a meeting.

"I think, ah, we are much better than other groups now, our songs, raps and dances are all right, at least we have the hardware conditions, right? I think everyone should first applaud themselves for their hard work these days .” Ding Zeren was the responsible captain, he comforted everyone first, and then mobilized the atmosphere.

The others applauded for the sake of saving face.

"Let me just say, what the captain said is right. At least we have the hardware conditions. Isn't it up to us to install any software? We still have a few days. Everyone trains normally and rests normally. Don't worry about it." Psychological burden, we have a team of seven people, and three cobblers are worth one Zhuge Liang, we will definitely find a way.” Zisong thinks that sitting down is not the way, and the soul, such an imaginary thing, cannot be solved just by thinking about it all the time. figured it out.

After hearing this, the little ghost thought it made sense: "Yes, we all have dinner and rest now, come back here at two o'clock in the afternoon, and continue to practice!"

"OK, the meeting is over!"

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Sometimes, such imaginary things are really created by imagination.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Zisong woke up from his dream with a flash of inspiration in his heart.

The soul of the song has a solution.

Taking the diary issued by the bedside program team, turning on the small light, Zisong "shua, shua, shua" brushed like a dragon, and by the time the sky dawned, he had already drawn ten full pages.

Zisong was not sleepy at all, he was even very excited, and couldn't wait to find the other six orcs to share.

After quickly washing up, he went to call Ding Zeren softly. Hearing Zisong said that he had found a way to give soul to the song, Ding Zeren woke up suddenly, and he followed Zisong to call morning after 5 minutes.

At 7:30 in the morning, the seven half-orcs had assembled.

The author has something to say:

I like Leizi! ! !

Zisong: Even if I, Confucius Song, starved to death, I would not be able to do a cute show if I jumped from here! --I'm going to act out the textbook coquettishness of senior YoonA.