[Idol trainee] please pick me up

Before the intense preparations for the second round of performances, the program team brought new news.

On the New Year's Day public holiday on January 60, [-] trainees will hold a small New Year's Eve concert as a special New Year's highlight.

So even the only day of vacation before the performance where I could relax without worrying fell through.

You Changjing lay on the ground like a little squid thrown to the shore, losing all vitality.

Woo hoo, his barbecue, his fried chicken, his three-star Michelin meal.

Not only can't take advantage of that day to eat delicious food, but also sing, it's okay.

A few hours of broadcasting is really fatal.

You Changjing retreated into Chen Linong's arms and wept.

"No matter what you think, it's all your fault that the ghosts and animals were released as sideshows that day." He Dongdong looked resentful, while Pu Yuzhen innocently spread his hands to express that it was none of my business.

"In the form handed out below, everyone has to fill in the instruments they are good at and the songs they want to perform." Luo Zheng also distributed the forms one by one today in mourning.

"Can I say that I'm not good at anything..." Qian Zhenghao had a bitter face like most people.

"It won't turn into a piano performance... This is not a public execution by comparison."

Saying this, he glanced at Pu Yuzhen.

I'm not, I'm not, I can't play the piano, please don't look at me.

Pu Yuzhen's hair stood on end in a cold sweat, and he curled up unexpectedly inside.

And Qin Zimo, who was biting a pencil and thinking seriously, threw himself on Pu Yuzhen's back, and covered the words on the form in a panic: "Which song did you choose?"

"It's nothing," the more he said so, the more Qin Zimo wanted to see it, so the two started a battle of wits and courage over a piece of paper.

"What are you afraid of, anyway, sooner or later I will act—"

Qin Zimo, who finally snatched the form from Pu Yuzhen, tried hard to decipher the song title above in English grammar, but the decoding failed.

"This is French..." Pu Yuzhen had no choice but to pull the paper back from his hand angrily.

"You can speak French?!" Qin Zimo looked at him with horror.

Pu Yuzhen was embarrassed: "I'm not very good at it... just at the level of singing some songs."

"Lebienquifaitmal?" Chen Linong, who was looking out curiously but accidentally saw the full title of the song, was taken aback and blurted out.

Qin Zimo hurriedly asked, "Do you know this song?"

"It's not very clear...it's just... ah..." Chen Linong's eyes wandered between the faces of Pu Yuzhen and Qin Zimo, and then he showed a thoughtful expression.

"No, no, that's not what it means—" Pu Yuzhen hurriedly argued, "It's a song from a French musical."

Xianyumo expressed confusion: "Really?"

"Really, really." Pu Yuzhen quickly moved to Chen Linong's side, tightly covered his mouth and nodded with an awkward smile, then grabbed the brush in his hand, crossed out the song title, and was about to write a new one .

"This was sung by Salieri in "Rock and Roll Mozart". It probably expresses the contradiction between resentment against Mozart and admiration for his talent. It's just because of the lyrics, it's also called..." Just as he stretched out his hand When he decided to change the title of the song that he had written on the spur of the moment with another song, Chen Linong, who was let go by him, had already dutifully explained the popular science.

Pu Yuzhen panicked and quickly dropped the pen, trying to gag him again before he finished speaking, but he was still a step too late, as Chen Linong had already uttered those four words.

"Coming out of the closet."

Now not only Qin Zimo who was petrified on the spot, everyone was looking at them.

"That's not what it means..." His pale and feeble excuses caught everyone's suddenly enlightened expressions.

"I just want to try other styles occasionally." He touched his nose to express that he was serious.

Stop talking, your character design has completely collapsed.

Qin Zimo's eyes conveyed such emotions, Pu Yuzhen covered his face with his hands, Chen Linong showed a harmless smile and blinked to show his innocence.

Probably this is fate.

Facts have proved that not only him, but also the program group that had some inspiration after listening to their ghosts and animals also wanted to try other styles at the New Year's concert.

So on the day of the New Year's concert, after the lively and cheerful Jasmine String Quartet opened, a new large instrument was moved on the stage.

And the few people who stayed on the stage all had dignified, even solemn expressions, as if they were going to play some kind of military music next.

After confirming the eyes, they are all the people who were cheated by the program group.

The local tyrant's program group even provided a full set of pioneering CDJs, just for Li Junyi to play DJing as a sexy uncle.

Mixing console, piano, keyboard, trombone.No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like instruments that will be used at the same time in the same song.

Under such a strange mess, people have some expectations for the next development.

Yet from the first note there is an air of indecency.

Immediately afterwards, Pu Yuzhen reluctantly picked up the trombone and joined the ensemble of Zheng Ruibin piano and Fan Chengcheng electronic organ.

The expressions of several people are extremely devoted and serious, if not mentioning the repertoire they are playing at this time——

The Party Troll.

They just played a piece of music that is often used in funny videos in front of hundreds of thousands of producers.

And the staff and other trainees who were still in the audience applauded solemnly along with the rhythm in Zheng Ruibin's piano solo part.

This is a dark history that can be remembered for a lifetime.

Fan Chengcheng and Pu Yuzhen will fully learn from this lesson, and other skin children will also learn from this incident——

There is always a price to pay after skinning a lot of fun.

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