You who walk against the light

Zhong Kaifan's heart tightened, and his voice was low: "You just say it directly, don't be secretive."

"Your baby lived up to expectations and won No.4."

Zhong Kaifan chuckled: "Is it the last one after a long time?" He remembered that there were only four mentors in total.

Chen Nan frowned and explained: "You don't even look at what kind of teammates he brings, it's good to be able to do this."

"What about others?"

"Still recording the finishing touches."

Zhong Kaifan was relieved a little, and said in a soothing tone, "Okay, let him rest early after a while."

"Hey, you care about him so much, why don't you say it yourself?"

Zhong Kaifan began to feel flustered: "I'm afraid it will affect his performance."

"Don't slaughter dogs in the middle of the night!" Chen Nan scolded him angrily.

Zhong Kaifan smiled, "Where is the video you recorded? Why haven't I received it yet?"

"Fat-fa--" Chen Nan scratched her head angrily, squinted her eyes and said, "You can't stop for a moment."

Zhong Kaifan sighed, and said frankly: "Hey, after all, it is the love of my heart."

Seeing the fans filing out, Chen Nan knew that the recording inside was almost done, so she hurriedly said, "I have to go in, I will send you a video later, and you will definitely receive it before the clock ticks tonight."

Zhong Kaifan reminded her: "The clock is turning now."

Chen Nan was too lazy to talk to him, so she hung up the phone after talking a few words, and picked a few paragraphs from the phone to send over, Zhong Kaifan didn't think her hands were shaking.

At 01:30 in the morning, Lin Yuan came out of the practice room with his satchel in his arms, exhausted and exhausted.As soon as the front foot reached the room, the back foot received a call from An Ran, "A Yuan, you are doing well."

A Yuan fell on the sofa, feeling that his bones were about to fall apart. Although he usually kept practicing, he really couldn't handle such a high-intensity, morning-to-night training volume.

"That's it, tail truck."

"Where is Rao Shunyu?" An Ran was obviously interested in this, "I heard from Li Meng that he lost the election."

A Yuan frowned, "He made a major mistake in Qi Wu, the audience may not be able to see it, but people in the industry can understand it at a glance, his feet are unstable, and he forgot to move when he returned to Qi Wu, although he tried his best to save it with freestyle, But it has little effect.”

An Ran was speechless: "You guys dance so professionally?"

"The competition is fierce. You can't do it without hard work. Look at today's contestants, hey——" Ah Yuan sighed, rubbing his shoulders: "I really risked my life."

"I think you're lucky."

A Yuan said with a smile: "'Professionalism is based on diligence, and lack of play'. Maintaining a stable level is inherently a kind of ability, and I am quite satisfied."

"Yo, are you quite educated?"

A Yuan started to be shameless again: "Look at what you said, my mother is a Chinese teacher."

The two laughed, and after a while, An Ran said, "It's really shameless."

"It's well-deserved!" Lin Yuan said with a firm tone and a pleasant laugh.

An Ran feels more and more that A Yuan has regained his sharpness, and dancing makes him arrogant and confident, and it continuously gives him hot vitality.

She seemed to think of something, "Tell Kai Fan later, he is worried."

A Yuan softened his heart, he was too busy to play today, he didn't even have time to contact Kai Fan.

Checking the chat interface of WeChat at that time, Kaifan didn’t send any message, he thought to himself, Kaifan should be afraid of disturbing himself.But it's too late now, let's talk to him tomorrow.

"I know." A Yuan replied in a muffled voice.

An Ran said with emotion: "You should stay in Jiangsu for a while this time, so be careful."

A Yuan knew that An Ran was reminding her of being secretly photographed, so her tone was calm: "Understood."

After a simple wash, Lin Yuan nested in the quilt and looked at his mobile phone. After the most brutal knockout round, the follow-up workload should be a little better. After all, leading the audition team members is different from dancing by himself.Before going to bed, he couldn’t help but look at Kaifan’s circle of friends. The content in it is usually very simple, sometimes it’s just a landscape photo, and more often it’s about economic trends.

if not

They met when they were young, and looking at the mature and restrained Kaifan now, A Yuan can't imagine what Kaifan used to be like.Searching for Huiding-related news in the browser is still a bunch of technical terms that he can't understand, and he doesn't know how Kaifan has handled those matters.

The two had dinner together before leaving Beijing last time, and A Yuan obviously felt that Kai Fan's face was not good.Based on his own understanding of Kaifan, he chose medicine because he enjoyed the sense of steadiness immersed in a certain field, but now, Kaifan is simply walking against the light, more and more deviated from his original intention, and needs to communicate with various people go around.

It must be very hard.

A Yuan knew that Zhong Can passed away, and someone in the Zhong family needed to take responsibility. If it wasn't because he was still in the entertainment industry, Kai Fan would not have come back so resolutely.Thinking of this, A Yuan's eyes felt hot, mixed with the feeling of muscle fatigue, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, it was close to ten o'clock, A Yuan was rubbing his hair, but his phone was clean, no one frantically looking for him.It should be that Li Meng understood his hard work and stopped everything he could.

The recording of the interview highlights is scheduled for the afternoon, and then he will meet the students who will be selected by the audition.

At noon, I ordered takeaway and ate it in my room. I even had a short video with my mother and asked her how she was doing.Speaking of which, he has only been away from Beijing for a few days, probably because of the huge workload, it feels like a long time has passed.

Song Wangshu said: "Everything is fine, Kaifan came to see me yesterday evening."

A Yuan's heart warmed when he heard it, but he was a little embarrassed, "Did he... say anything?"

"I asked a lot about your childhood."

"Mom—" A Yuan felt a headache when he heard this, and couldn't help frowning: "Don't tell Kaifan everything."

There was a gentle light in Song Wangshu's eyes, and his tone was calm: "Of course I have to tell him, so that there will be one more person in the world who understands you better."

A Yuan's eyes turned red unconsciously, he knew what his mother meant, and it was nothing more than guarding against the day when they would be separated.But he couldn't cry in front of his mother, it would only make her sadder, so he said something cheerful, "I won the game!"

Seeing such a proud appearance, Song Wangshu burst into tears, "Hey! Good thing, after all these years of learning, it's finally not in vain."

A Yuan smiled and said, "That's a waste of effort, I've always taken it very seriously."

"I know." Mom looked relieved, and asked again: "What are you going to do next?"

Ayuan said happily: "I want to lead others to dance and continue the competition."

Mother's tone was surprised: "How can you teach others at your level?"

"Why not?" A Yuan was full of confidence, patted his chest and said, "I have danced for so many years, and it is more than enough to teach these young people."

Mom curled her lips, "Hey, you seem to be very respected."

A Yuan laughed, moved closer to the camera, and tilted his head on the table, "It was."

This is one of the few happy moments of their mother and son. I really want time to stand still at this moment.

It was time for lunch break, A Yuan was afraid of disturbing his mother's rest, so he hung up the phone after saying a few words.

Not long after, the doorbell rang, and it was Li Meng: "The recording of the interview in the afternoon has been advanced, and we have to start now."

Lin Yuan casually put on a coat, "This kind of interview is usually very short, do we need to advance?"

Li Meng pulled out the room card in a hurry, and dragged him out, "I have to go through the audition for the members later, kick some people, and the director team asked you to help."

Lin Yuan immediately said: "Who came up with such a bad idea? I don't want to do such an offending job."

Li Meng frowned: "It's not like you are going alone, there are three other mentors."

The door was closed, and the two of them walked towards the elevator. Lin Yuan asked, "Should professional teachers screen these audition members in advance? Don't we need us?" After all, there are still many professional teachers in the hip-hop circle.

She couldn't directly refuse the program group's temporary addition request, and it didn't involve core interests.The elevator door opened, so Li Meng had no choice but to lower her voice: "Just assume that they don't have enough funds."

Lin Yuan's mouth twitched twice.

The recording of the interview is simple, just tell your state of mind according to the script. The program focuses on professional hip-hop variety shows. There are no strange gossip issues, and the recording is very smooth.

But screening the audition team members is troublesome. This is not the kind of screening that is really photogenic. It is purely a second overseas shopping. Maybe the program team also hopes that they can screen some members who suit their eyes.

Lin Yuan felt a little tired watching the dance over and over again. After all, the time left for everyone is limited, and it is still difficult to impress people in a short period of time. However, in terms of the overall level, their foundations are quite good. It's just that there are shortcomings of one kind or another.

Looking at the young and flying faces in front of him, Lin Yuan actually thought of his 20-year-old appearance, full of love and sincerity for dance, such a clean and bright age, never experienced any sadness, so beautiful that people can't bear to touch it.

No matter what, you still have to use your own strength to help more deserving children!

Although he is not much older than them, thinking of this, Lin Yuan cheered up and ticked off the options one column after another with a signature pen.

He didn't stop working temporarily until after ten o'clock at night, and it was dark when he came out.

Li Meng hugged his coat and waited in the hall. It was still a bit cold at this moment, and she was afraid that he would catch a cold.

Before the two of them left the hall, they met a familiar face, which was Peng Xueying.

"Lin Yuan—" she panted, and looked behind her, "Can I have a word with you?"

Li Meng was on guard. She knew a little about Xiang Qing, and she obviously didn't want Lin Yuan to get involved. She was about to refuse, but Lin Yuan said calmly, "Yes."

"Brother Yuan!"

"It's okay." He glanced at her, his face regained his calm, with a hint of comfort.

The three walked out, and Peng Xueying went straight to the point: "He lost the game and is in a bad mood. He might come to ask you about Xiang Qing later."