[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

"Heizi-kun, did you see Mr. Yamatu's movements?" Momoi Wuyue asked cautiously, "Why do I feel like she's over in the blink of an eye? Is it because my dynamic vision is bad?"

Seiichi Yukimura, who was sitting behind them, rubbed his eyes unnaturally, no, it's not that your dynamic eyesight is bad, even he didn't see the dance teacher's movements clearly, as if the other party was over in just one breath I didn't even give a reaction time for my own demonstration teaching.

...However, what should I do if I feel more handsome like this.

"Mountain rabbit?" Granny Meng appeared at the door and called to her softly. She didn't undergo a big change like the mountain rabbit, she just grew up a little bit, and she was still wearing the purple dress she liked, "Teaching like this If you don’t, you can’t do it, as a teacher, you can’t be so capricious.”

"Understood." Of course, the mountain rabbit would not refute his friend's words, and pulled out a chair from the corner and put it on the side, "You sit first, I will slow down and teach them again, and, this is the two of them Vocal music teacher who also writes lyrics and composes music at the same time, and you can hear new songs in her class later.”

The eyes of the fans rolled with surprise.

Shantu slowed down as she said. Although it was an impromptu work, she still has the good memory that a monster should have. Naturally, she jumped out of the original shape with ease. Granny Meng was holding her piano beside her. , and occasionally dial out a few sounds following their movements, making Qingguang and An Ding's movements appear more smooth.

"Amazing."

Some people may say in their hearts that this may be rehearsed, but they swallowed the words automatically after seeing the sweat rolling on the foreheads of the two dancing people. Skillful movements can be seen at a glance, but unfamiliarity is not so easy to act. , From the beginning, the two people would bump into each other when they turned around, and by the end of the class, they could roughly recover. The fans couldn't say anything other than praise.

Can it be done by myself?

The teenagers in the sports department asked themselves this question in their hearts, and they all came up with a negative answer.

"Sorry, I can't show you the complete dance steps today. Today's movements are too difficult. I feel like my head is overheated just by writing them down." Qingguang was panting, and his fluffy hair was soaked in sweat. Let him comb it all to the back, and An Ding came over with towels and water as usual, and divided them equally among the two. After a short rest, it was time for Teacher Meng Po's vocal music class.

"It's because Teacher Shantu is so happy." An Ding relieved his breathing and explained to the fans, "Teacher will only make up such difficult dance steps when he is happy, although it looks a bit cold , but she should like you very much."

Hmm, the fans nodded vigorously, it doesn't matter, even if she doesn't like us, it doesn't matter, as long as we like her is enough.

"Then it's time for fans to interact." Qing Guang dragged two chairs over and placed them in front of the isolation zone. The fans in the first row were only one meter away from them. "Usually I communicate with you through the live broadcast room Face to face, now that I really see me, does anyone still want to say that my face is all painted?"

This is probably one of the problems that often appear in the comments in the live broadcast room. Maybe Qingguang is too cute. Some people always say sourly that it is not all due to cosmetics. At the beginning, Qingguang would be angry. He is obviously a natural beauty. Well, there is no such thing as cosmetics, but after a long time, this little problem was put aside.

Because every time someone brings it up, a lot of clean "husbands" will come up to teach these black men who dare to question their wives' beauty how to behave.

"Qing Guang, of course you are naturally carved out of the hibiscus in Qingshui." A girl raised her hand and answered Qing Guang's question, "And Qing Guangguang, why are you so cute? I really want to take you home. What should I do?"

"It's born like this, I can do anything about it, but it's absolutely forbidden to take it home." Qingguang raised his hand and made a big cross in front of his chest, "If you take someone home without permission, you will be invited to drink tea, everyone absolutely You can't do that."

Fan: Yes, cute, think, think...

"Anding University Master, can you talk more about junior high school knowledge in the future when teaching?" A young lady blushed and stood up excitedly from her seat, her voice trembling, "I have already heard some of the questions you are talking about now. I don’t understand, but as a junior high school student, I will continue to support it.”

"So there are already people who can't keep up with the progress?" Anding pushed his glasses, and the calm and calm gaze made people feel refreshed in an instant, "Then let's do a survey next time. Come to arrange the teaching content, I have already mastered the previous knowledge, so it’s better to review the past and learn the new.”

Qing Guang showed disgust on his face, hey, every time he came to this kind of time, he felt like a mentally retarded person.

Forget it, since they are members of the same group, knowing An Ding is equivalent to knowing him, there is no difference.

Next, Anding took out the folder behind him, sorted out the questions that often appeared in the comment area, and together with Qingguang gave detailed answers to fans. Finally, Qingguang took out a large bag of small bags that he had packed all night long. One for everyone present.

"Originally, there is no need to do these things, but you are fans who are meeting me for the first time, so you always need some special benefits." Qing Guang scratched his cheek, looking extraordinarily shy, "That one over there, don't open it now , Go back and open it again! Did you hear me!"

An Ning's eyes are drifting, why Qingguang still can't understand the evil taste in these people's hearts, the more you don't let them do it, the more they will do it, and they will think it's really fun to tease you.

Look, they are eager to try and tease you.

"The rest time is over." An Ding got up and closed the folder, "We will go directly to the recording studio to record new songs in the next vocal class. The room is too small to allow you to go in and watch like now, but Mr. Yamatu I will listen with you in another room."

It was obviously his fan meeting, but in the end, more than half of the people were fanned by Shantu, and An Ding only felt that more and more people were robbing him for business, which was really melancholy.

Sure enough, even though the fans heard that they were going to separate, their enthusiasm remained undiminished. They went to the big room next to them under the leadership of the two staff members in the morning. There was a screen hanging directly above it. Fans wave.

"Hey, why did the staff also go in?"

Someone pointed at the screen, and she noticed with sharp eyes that the little brother who led the way just now had also pushed open the door of the recording studio and walked in, and was standing beside the microphone, as if he would also participate in the recording of the new song.

"The two of them are in charge of harmony." Shantu stretched his legs and sat on the chair, making his legs look more pale, "This is the first time that the new song has been fully disclosed, and we will collect your opinions for revision later. "

"And you are not allowed to speak harshly or criticize. Granny Meng's heart is glassy. If you hurt her..."

Threatening eyes shot at the audience, Shantu was very satisfied with the effect, and found earplugs to create a quiet world for himself.

Kise showed an incomprehensible expression, so the Yamato-sensei that Yamato Shouta said would listen with us, is she sleeping with earplugs?

Shantu wants to say what do you know, Granny Meng's new song has been playing in her ears for a week, and she will really spit it out after listening to it.

Qing Guang made an OK gesture, Po Meng nodded, and played the music.

"This feeling..." Yukimura Seiichi covered his heart, and he glanced to the side. Most of the people moved in the same way as him, but it wasn't because the music was too exciting, but because every syllable It knocked on their hearts, and came with a touch that they couldn't refuse.

The joyful prelude was like a rain in the sweltering heat of summer, floating around them bit by bit, and the wind that appeared from nowhere took away the last trace of sultry heat, making everyone's hearts quiet down.

In the chorus part, Izumi Mamoru's harmony was added to the thin boyish voice, and it instantly became smooth and heavy. The voices of the four people blended together perfectly, and both the singer and the listener were already immersed in it.

perfect.

The last syllable disappeared, and Izumi Shou shook his fist hard. After so many days of hard practice, he finally achieved the perfect effect in the official display. Looking at the other three people, they were all obviously happy smiles. Izumi Shou himself He also saw his own reflection in Horikawa's eyes, smiling happily as well.

"awesome."

Meng Po's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. The news from Shantu told her that everything was going well. Everyone was attracted by the song she wrote and composed, and they haven't woken up until now.

Gently plucking the strings with her slender fingers, Granny Meng played a leisurely tune, waking up everyone from their trance. They looked at the surrounding environment in a daze, and those who reacted quickly, such as Hei Zizhe, also woke up first. Come over, and push Momoi Itsuki and Kise next to him, bringing them back to reality completely.

"It's unbelievable." Momoi Wuyue pinched her face, a blush already appeared, "It's like being transported to another world, I'm afraid to listen to it a second time, in case no one calls What can I do if I can't come back?"

"Brother, I have to listen to it a second time."

There are people like Momoi, and naturally there are people like Yukimura Naizuki. She shook her brother's hand, hoping that he could talk to the person in charge and sing again: "I haven't heard what the lyrics are about..."

"No way." Shantu walked to the front and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, "This is the end of the first disclosure, if you still want to listen, you can use the barrage during the live broadcast, and they may sing it to you if they see it listen."

This way of expressing her thoughts openly, the fans feel that Shantu is more upright, and what she said is what everyone pays attention to, so no one thinks that this is a way to cheat popularity.

Qingguang and Anding came out of the recording studio, were encouraged by Granny Meng, and were rushed to the side of the fans to sign for them. Later, someone recalled that this was probably the closest contact between the Okita group and the fans. This meeting After the meeting, they took advantage of the new song "Wings After the Rain" and became one of the most popular idol groups at the moment.

When the Okita group was popular on this side of the sea, on the other side of the sea, Candlestick Kiri took off his upper body clothes and swung a hammer to hit the red-hot iron embryo in front of him with all his strength.

When I came to this place, I didn't learn any cooking skills. The first task was to forge a kitchen knife for myself.

If a worker wants to be good at his work, he must first sharpen his tools. This is the first thing the chefs on this continent teach him. Only when he is familiar with what is in his hand can he know how to use it.

Candlestick cut it deeply. From the selection of raw materials to the current hammer swing technique, he has failed many times. Now, according to the old smoker at the door, it just has a little meaning.

"Bang, kuang", the candlesticks were sweating like rain.