After being reborn, I got into a relationship with my idol [Entertainment Circle]

The first rehearsal was quite troublesome, and all parties needed to coordinate. Fortunately, Chen Xin could just do it. They still had time to practice on their own. Except for Wang Yunshui, the others didn't care about the environment.

Fortunately, it went smoothly, and the end time was a little later than expected, but it did not affect their return at night.

Both An Rong and Xu Xiaoxiao still have jobs, and Xia Chunhua has been training frantically recently. Liu Yihan is not very satisfied with her, so after the rehearsal, he rushed to the airport without even eating a proper meal.

At least one thing was done.

Anrong drew a line on his plan, and continued to write new songs with his pen.

There was an aisle between Chen Xin and An Rong, looking at her with his head, and whispered, "Are you confident in this game?"

Kishi shook his head.

To be honest, no, I am very uncertain, there are only two days left, and I haven't written it yet.

"Come on." Chen Xin clenched her fists, "Be confident, believe in yourself."

Kishi looked sideways at her and sighed helplessly.

This is really not something that can be resolved with confidence.

Chen Xin could only coax, and when he was done coaxing, he reminded in a low voice: "The first round of your ten-to-eight is 1V1, and if you fail, you will have a resurrection match and three resurrections. If you can enter the winner's group, we will have a second rehearsal The time will come."

Anrong took a deep breath, a little tired, but didn't say a word.

She knew that what Chen Xin said was reasonable. The only time she could spare was ten to eight and eight to six. If she won these two games, she would have two days to catch her breath, but if she failed and entered the rematch, then the time It's not enough.

Xu Xiaoyan frowned, unable to suppress the distress in his eyes, he leaned over to look at Chen Xin and said, "I want to win the game, but it's not that simple."

Chen Xin was also a little embarrassed. She would never have been able to say this before.

For this competition, she can see how hard An Rong is, but work is like this. Human energy is limited, but work is unlimited.

"I also hope that Anrong can rest for two days. If he enters the winner's group, the pressure will not be so great for the time being."

Chen Xin still looked at An Rong.

In the past half a month, the huge pressure of the competition and the continuous creative work have almost drained her, and the current bruises and blacks can't be covered by makeup. This is due to her good physical fitness, which is why she has never been sick. , otherwise I'm afraid I can't bear it.

An Rong felt helpless, so she turned her head and said, "I will try my best."

At this point, she also wanted to win. There were 40 players round after round, and there were ten remaining. These ten were all very capable people, and they were not weak in every aspect.

Because of this, several people were silent.

Xu Xiaoyan held An Rong's hand and looked sideways at her, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Kishi Rong shook his head and blinked hard.

She has no time to sleep.

"What is your aspiration?"

An Rong turned to look at Xu Xiaodi.

Xu Xiaodi was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she said with a low smile, "Me? My dream is that everyone can live a good life, eat well, sleep well, and stay healthy, especially you."

The few people were not far away, Chen Xin vaguely heard it, and turned to look this way.

Kishi Rong tapped the tip of his nose on the paper and deleted the words in front of him.

After getting off the plane, Chen Xin sent An Rong back to the hotel. By the way, he made an appointment with the manager of the program group. It was getting late, and the others went straight back to the apartment.

Xu Xiaodi didn't know the crew at night, so he drove the other people back.

Kishi Rong washed his face, turned on the computer and continued to boil, just when he felt that he was about to enter the state, the phone rang.

At this point in time, I have just separated from other people, so I probably won't call.

Kishi Rong took it over and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little low, and as soon as he picked it up, he said, "Are you still in that game?"

Kishi Rong hummed.

"I watched it too. Our neighbors say you sing the best, and your songs are played in the store downstairs."

The pride and pride in the words overflowed unobstructed.

An Rong smiled, "Mom, you don't sleep at this time, so you just tell me this?"

She is not surprised at all that her song is played in the barber shop downstairs, and even during this period of time, it may become a store-bending divine song, and every customer she sees will introduce it to her neighbors.

"No." The other end of the phone hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, under Kishi Rong's urging, mysteriously lowered his voice and said: "I heard that people who mess with you are very bad, especially There are unspoken rules for girls like you, you...don't you?"

The expression on An Rong's face froze, and after a few seconds, he laughed, "Nothing, it's all rumors, our game is very formal, there are no such messy things, don't listen to the nonsense of those people outside."

"Oh, then I don't worry, I just said that there is absolutely nothing."

After chatting for a while, An Rong didn't mention the people and things around her, but she mentioned Xu Xiaodi, how good Xu Xiaodi was, and how much help she gave her.

"That's a good man, you should get closer to him."

Kishi Rong hummed.

The mother and daughter didn't talk much, and they hung up after finishing what they wanted to say.

Someone in the corridor outside yelled loudly, and with all his strength, An Rong was startled.

After the twenty-in-ten competition, some people had a emotional breakdown that day, and they found the program group to withdraw from the competition, and An Rong had other matters, so I don't know what the follow-up situation will be.

But looking at the current atmosphere, it seems not optimistic.

An Rong opened the door and took a look. There was no one outside, but there was a strong smell of liquor.

It seems that it is not one or two that can't hold on.

Three days passed like this, and An Rong locked himself in the room without taking a step out.

The time for the game finally came, and all ten people came to the scene as if they were about to be relieved, and they all said hello to the rematch.

Apart from complaining about the intensity of the competition, there is really no other way to do it. After finally reaching the top ten, they are unwilling to leave like this.

For this assignment assignment, ten people are still 1V1PK.

An Rong was only familiar with Li Li, but she didn't want to confront Li Li, so she took the initiative to find someone else.

This is also the first time she took the initiative.

The boy she found was also taken aback for a moment, and then explained: "I also wanted to choose you, fate."

It doesn't matter whether this kind of words are true or not, so Anrong nodded with a smile on her lips.

Anrong's previous songs have a variety of styles, but they are all pop songs, so it is a little weak to support this topic.

Therefore, in this competition, Anrong is the youngest, the most junior, and the most obvious weakness.

After going on stage, there was also a session of talking harshly, and the host mobilized the atmosphere.

The chubby boy raised his hand and said loudly: "The last one must be the heaviest!"

Not sharp, made a little joke about his weight.

The host handed the microphone to Kishi.

An Rong hesitated for a moment, she really didn't let go of any harsh words, and always felt that she didn't have the capital to say harsh words.

It's just that the scene was not good, and there was a stalemate all the time, with all eyes on her.

An Rong pursed her lips, and said solemnly: "I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't go to the loser group."

These words didn't sound like harsh words at all, but they seemed to be the most cruel words she could say.

The audience was stunned in silence.

The host was dazed for a moment, looking at the on-site director.

The director nodded at him with a suppressed smile.

The host skillfully rounded off the scene with an atmosphere.

The other party sang first, and An Rong stood on the stage and waited. The stage lights did not shine on her, and she was hidden in the darkness, shaking her hands with the camera that stretched out.

The two songs were almost seamlessly connected. After he sang and walked over, Anrong took his microphone and passed.

The melody is simple, there are few instruments, and the sound is clean and peaceful.

"Wake up and if it's sunny

Open the curtains

get rid of darkness

Don't look back on yesterday's regrets

Look forward

No one cares if you were good or bad

No one is watching your success or failure

wake up if it's raining

open the umbrella

Hot tea to drive away the cold

Don't be greedy for the sunshine and warmth of others

look down

Don't dwell on the anxiety now

You have also gone through panic

wake up

the world won't change

accept your own ordinary

shake hands with the past

Write about your unspoken emotions

Or

don't give up give yourself a hug

warm sense of security

then

Pursue your own fulfillment”

There is always a stage in life where you can’t accept that you are just a speck of dust in the vast universe, and you always refuse to bow your head like fate, insisting that you are so unique, no matter your past successes or scars, you will take good care of them and bury them, wanting to prove how you can be with different.

After those few years, when I looked back, I found that fate was actually the countless choices I had made step by step. It was only me who refused to bow down. Everyone was the same, even the persistence was so similar.

It is both difficult and easy to accept this ordinary and flawed self, and all dreams, if you want to take root and bear fruit, you must first see yourself clearly and accept your current self.

In her previous life, she didn't have a clear understanding of reality, herself, and her lover. She pursued blindly, hid hesitantly, and gave way cowardly.

Now that she understood, she naturally let go of what should be let go.

People have only two hands, and only when they are put down can they be picked up.

This song broke her previous love song mode, it is quiet and full of strength, and it also has obvious thinking about her own life, and the angle of entry is also very novel.

Zhao Yiyang took off his glasses, and when evaluating, he said: "During this time, An Rong has really improved rapidly, and is one of the most talented singers I have ever seen, and we can clearly see that in the previous competition She added everything she had learned to prove her progress, but this song returned to the simplest and cleanest state, and she had such courage in the competition, which I did not expect."

Qin Yun remained silent the whole time, her gaze fell on An Rong, without saying a word.

Zhao Yiyang turned to look at her, "I seemed to see you wiping tears just now."

Qin Yun nodded, looked at Anrong and said, "It reminds me of that time... a bit, I can't help it."

It seemed to sing a kind of comfort and relief in her heart, and her nose was sore in an instant, and she couldn't restrain herself.

"Honestly, how many times have you revised this song?"

An Rong was embarrassed, "I don't remember, the current version was decided before the opening and handed over to the band teacher."

Another mentor was a little confused, "Is it you, your own perception? It is difficult for people who have no experience to express the things in this song."

It’s not a question or anything, but An Rong’s youth is real, and he has never been in the music circle before. It should be smooth sailing when he debuted and became famous at a young age. How could there be such a process of self-doubt, self-affirmation and self-acceptance Woolen cloth?

"I wrote it myself, and the lyrics and music are all written by myself."

An Rong didn't explain, and she couldn't explain her rebirth.