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It was extremely quiet in the training room.

The contestants pinched the sheet music and looked anxiously at Ji Chumiao who had been called and then stood up.

This song was already very difficult. The original singer swept all the charts with one song at the time, and it was later published in pop music textbooks because of it.

And the excerpt selected by Madam Jiang is the most skillful part of the song.Not to mention those who are good at dance and rap, even vocal players have to practice for a long time to get the score.

It is not necessarily practiced yet.

What's more, in front of Empress Qi Tian, ​​Guan Gong played big swords in front of him, if he was careless and made a mistake, not only would he not be able to get a good luck, but he would also not be able to get the respect of his seniors.

Everyone was full of thoughts, all worried about Ji Chumiao's performance.In the live channel, the fans' concerns are more obvious.

"Professional singers said that I broke the note no less than ten times on this song."

"Qi Tianhou is super serious, Ah Miao has to work hard!"

"I'm afraid that Ah Miao will be criticized by the elders."

"Have you noticed that Brother Yin's expression has changed?"

As soon as Ji Chumiao opened her voice, she knew she was out of shape.

He tightened his fingers holding the music paper, his knuckles turned white.

Everyone saw the young man frowning in annoyance, coughing in a low voice, and then opened his mouth.

One eight beats, two eight beats, the lyrics go on according to the agreed rhythm, and then the pitch increases at the moment when a new sentence cuts in.

Ji Chumiao's voice is a bit harsh, but the flaws are not hidden, and the key promotion is perfect.

Mrs. Jiang was silent and nodded.

The onlookers and fans breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Jiang Yin, listening to Ji Chumiao's voice, wrinkled the corners of his eyes and tightened his jaw without a trace.

He had heard of Ji Chumiao's performance at his best, and it was so bright that he couldn't help asking the program crew to come and record clips in advance, and repeated the loop repeatedly in the room alone.

He is very clear that the other party's state at this time is not good, and when it is necessary to switch back and forth between true and false sounds later, it is easy to make mistakes.

Sure enough, what Jiang Yin was worried about happened.

In the last eight beats, Ji Chumiao's voice cracked a bit when his real voice was changed to a false voice for the second time.

It can't be said that the sound is broken, but everyone in the training room can hear that Ji Chumiao's transition is very difficult.

The expressions of the players froze.

In their opinion, Ji Chumiao's ability to fully express himself is already very powerful.After all, if it was them, their voices might be trembling when the key was raised in front.

Qian Qian sighed, looked at Ji Chumiao melancholy, and then looked at Jiang Yin by the door.

In his opinion, if Ji Chumiao couldn't deliver outstanding results, there might only be one person present who could give Madam Jiang and the program team a satisfactory answer.

But Mrs. Jiang didn't order Jiang Yin, she waited quietly for Ji Chumiao to finish singing, and after simply affirming the completion of a few excerpts, she motioned for Ji Chumiao to sit down.

"Basically meet the requirements, but further optimization is needed." Mrs. Jiang looked at her drooping little head and comforted, "It has already made great progress compared to before."

Listening to this, Ji Chumiao's depressed mood improved a little.He handed the score to the contestants beside him, and while turning around, he looked at Jiang Yin from the corner of his eye.

His movements are very secretive, and even the players around him are not aware of it.

Only Jiang Yin, who had been paying attention to the young man, accurately caught the other's gaze.

There were three or five rows of players between the two.

Ji Chumiao didn't see a smile in Jiang Yin's eyes.

Mrs. Jiang picked the next person, and the training room was completely silent.Jiang Yin's gaze seemed to have been electrified, and Ji Chumiao was so hot that he turned his eyes away. The hand resting on his thigh clenched, relaxed, and clenched again.

After class at noon, Yi Jiayi and the others waited anxiously for Mrs. Jiang and the photographer to leave, then immediately scattered on the ground, not even caring about their image.

"too difficult."

"Qi Tianhou doesn't teach people, but when I glance over, my calves will tremble."

"It's in the same vein as Brother Yin..."

"I had a ptsd on sheet music for the first time."

"I don't want to touch the score this week."

Ji Chumiao didn't speak, so Yi Jiayi didn't have to follow him, so he turned around and left through the back door of the training room.

The flamboyant young man was rarely depressed. He rushed ahead of the crowd alone, waved goodbye to his companions at the corner of the corridor, and walked to the top floor of the training building alone.

Like a poor little girl who has been bullied, she urgently needs to find a corner where she can completely relax and lick-lick her wounds.

Jiang Yin took a step behind him, looked up at the stairs leading upstairs, and paused.

Seeing this, Jin Yu asked in a low voice: "Chu Miao seems to be in a bad mood, boss, why don't you..."

Jiang Yin listened to the gradually smaller footsteps, stood at the entrance of the corridor for a moment, then turned and went downstairs.

Jin Yu, Qian Qian and the others watched the two of them go up and down, and hesitated to speak.

The small attic on the top floor of the training building is an area that the program photographers and staff will not set foot in.

From the first time Ji Chumiao found the attic, Jiang Yin seemed to have reached a certain consensus with the program crew. Not only did no one come up, even the camera equipment was not installed.

Ji Chumiao climbed up to the attic, crossed his legs under the skylight, and watched the light beam projected, illuminating the tiny fluff floating in the air.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the temperature in Yangcheng did not drop but rose.

It was a bit hot in the attic, Ji Chumiao pulled at the neckline, feeling very stuffy.

Mistakes in training are really nothing.

Even though the images from the previous night were constantly recurring, he still couldn't get out.

Ji Chumiao took a deep breath, turned his head cautiously, made sure that there was no one inside or outside the attic, then sat up straight again and pouted into the air.

The taste of kissing, he, a single mother and fetus, finally realized it.

Although the object of love...

Ji Chumiao put her hands on her sides, pouted her goldfish mouth at the empty attic, and then let herself go and blew a kiss.

There was a loud bang.

Maybe it was because the voice was too loud, and Ji Chumiao was frightened herself.He shrank his neck, his face full of disgust.

"Hey!" Ji Chumiao touched his arms, then fell back and lay down directly on the floor.

Jiang Yin's face appeared in his mind again, as well as Jiang Yin's cell phone that probably stored his "criminal evidence".

What's wrong with being kissed, you can still lose a piece of meat, as for the video.

I know that this guy cares about every detail, and he is still sluggish.

Ji Chumiao couldn't help complaining in his heart, rolled over on the floor, and began to worry about what he should do when the other party came to confront him with a video.

How to compensate for being kissed?

Could it be that he still asked him to kiss him back?

Ji Chumiao seriously thought about how much it would cost to be private with Jiang Yin.

A bite of the temporary mark would cost 500 billion. If he was kissed, wouldn't he have to go bankrupt and liquidate, and let Jiang Yin pack it up and take it away?

Blackmail, definitely blackmail.

Relying on the fact that there was no one in the attic, Ji Chumiao closed her eyes, pursed her mouth, and sincerely... "tui".

He let out a sigh of relief, his breath became much smoother, and his whole body regained its vitality.

Ji Chumiao opened her eyes abruptly, sat up on the ground, and caught a glimpse of the figure at the door of the attic out of the corner of her eye.

The tall alpha was holding two packing boxes, and stood at the door for an unknown amount of time, looking over with an unpredictable expression.

Ji Chumiao felt that she was just a tough guy.