[Korean Entertainment] Thinking of peace

The next day, the breakfast time was busier than before, and the newcomer Ann was directed by Heechul as punishment for too little stir-fried spicy cabbage yesterday.

Several people went to the company together, and came to the company in a happy mood all the way. An and the others separated and went to Xu Zhenghe's office.

"Dong dong dong" "Teacher, I am Nianping."

A "come in" came from inside.

"Yes, I'm in." Ann opened the door and walked in.

Xu Zhenghe was sitting behind the desk, with his head down, writing and drawing on a piece of paper. His half-length hair was a bit messy, as if he had been scratched. There were a few European classical music analysis books scattered on the desk. A few sheets of music paper were placed aside in uneven layers. When he heard the door closing, he raised his head and saw that An was obviously relieved.

"Ping Anxi, you sit down, I have already read the sheet music homework you handed in yesterday." As he spoke, he rummaged through the table a few times, found one and took it out.

"Look at this song first, song 1. The elements of classical music are too heavy. I don't have much research on classical music. I read a few books to understand it."

After speaking, he took out another one from the table, "Look at this one again, song 2, it still leans towards classical elements, but it has more gothic style, which is more suitable for rock."

An nodded approvingly, and watched Xu Zhenghe take out the third sheet music, "Let's talk about this one, song 3, finally popular elements accounted for a part, but it still looks very unfamiliar."

Xu Zhenghe put down the score paper in his hand, let out a long breath, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at An sitting opposite him with a serious expression. This is the student he values ​​most now, with an amazing appearance. He has a gentle and friendly temperament, and even his knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary people. At this moment, he is waiting for his advice with a serious face, which immediately gives him a great sense of accomplishment.

Besides, Ann, he has returned to the state of being a student now, and he looks like he is open-minded to be taught. He admits that he is not good at pop music. It can be said that he is a layman. As long as he can learn, he will be interested. A kind of persistence.

An's upright sitting made Xu Zhenghe happy, and he liked studious people.

It is said that people who engage in art are moody, but no, those who were on the alert one moment will be happy the next moment. "Ping Anxi, don't be nervous, I'm not saying that you didn't do well, on the contrary, I have to obey your skills."

An didn't relax after hearing Xu Zhenghe's praise, but just nodded slightly, waiting for his next words.

Seeing that An was not complacent because of his admiration, he nodded secretly in his heart, not bad young man.He continued what he said just now: "However, this is only limited to European classical music. It may be that you have been exposed to this before, and now you have too little time to study pop music, so you can't grasp it."

"I'll do my best, teacher."

"Well, I can see your hard work. It is already very good that you have made pop music to this point in such a short time."

"Thank you teacher for the compliment." Smiling and nodding

"Don't force yourself too much, just try to learn naturally."

"is teacher."

Xu Zhenghe put down the pen in his hand, leaned forward, put his elbows on the table, interlocked his fingers, looked at An seriously, and asked with concern: "Did you have a disagreement with other trainees yesterday?" Subtle, the listener knows the meaning.

"No, I made the teacher worry. I was just playing around with my senior." He smiled gently and sincerely.

Xu Zhenghe took a deep breath and let it out slowly. At the same time, he let go of both hands. He put his left hand flat on the table, touched his chin with his right hand, and glanced at the injured spot of An's right elbow. He knew that An might answer like this, but I didn't expect to be so unhesitating. In this circle, competition is a necessary condition for going on. Of course, Ann is an exception. It also depends on one's ability.

Yesterday, he could have thought that he was playing a joke, but now he can be sure that his heart is too kind, if other people are likely to hint at other people's bad.

"Well then, you have to be careful not to leave any scars. If you need anything, you can come to me." If something happens to you, I won't be able to handle it.

"is teacher."

"Well, then you can go back to class."

Ann stood up smiling and bowing (no way, he is a polite child) "Yes, goodbye teacher."

After An left, Xu Zhenghe thought about yesterday's situation, and the observations in the past half a month. The trainees in Class B had an obvious attitude towards An, completely ignoring her. Han Mian actually used violence, and I don’t know what will happen in the future. Although Ann has a good temper, he does not rule out other trainees making small moves. This will definitely affect his study, so our "one year" plan is not good. I guess, the best way is to separate, but it seems not good to separate a trainee into a class. Thinking of this, Xu Zhenghe decided to report to Li Xiuman.Pick up the phone on the table and dial the artist director's office.

At the same time, Ann returned to the class and saw that everyone in Class B was there.

"Good morning, seniors." Smile

When An walked in, he saw Pu Hanmian, who was talking to the other two, raised his arm covered with plaster and glared at him viciously, as if saying, "Look at what you've done." The two people next to him also Greet him funny.

Jiang Quanren sat alone by the window and secretly observed everyone's emotional changes, like a sinister weasel (I don't want to say he is like a fox, I can't insult a fox, so I ask Mr. Weasel to condescend).

Donghai walked towards him with a smile, and threw the bag in his hand to Ann: "Hurry up and change your clothes, if Brother Han Geng didn't see your practice clothes hanging on the balcony, I hope you don't tear your pants today."

The installer didn't see Dong Hai holding the bag and said: "Ah, brother Han Geng is so nice!"

Donghai laughed angrily: "Boy, I brought it for you, it's me!"

After changing his shoes, Lite came over and asked, "Is your elbow okay? It's a dance class in a while. If it doesn't work, please ask for leave."

An supported the wound and looked at Pu Hanmian, who was a little uncomfortable, and said with a smile: "Small injury, it's okay."

Xu Zhenghe suddenly appeared at the door: "Nian Ping Anxi, come out for a while"

"Yes." An told the curious people in the practice room that she didn't know what happened and walked out.

As soon as An left Li Xiangli, he asked in a low voice: "Could it be that the teacher wanted to ask about yesterday?"

Pu Hanmian said with a relaxed expression, "No, I won't file a complaint in peace." After speaking, he continued to tug on his pants.

Li Caiming on the side said: "Looking at Mr. Xu's expression, he should be fine, so don't worry about it."

It's no wonder they were so nervous. If what An Ru and the others guessed was a high-level relative, and those in the company are also very important, then his one word may directly determine the future of ordinary trainees, and they dare not bet.

"Near peace xi, come with me." After Xu Zhenghe finished speaking, he left without looking back.

"is teacher."

Although I don't know what to do, I can only know when I follow.

The two turned around all the way, and arrived at a place that An looked familiar to, but couldn't remember where it was for a while, just as An was thinking hard in his heart as usual, Xu Zhenghe opened the door in front of them.

"Come in and have a look." Xu Zhenghe took the lead and walked in.

"Yes." Ann also walked in.

It was only when I entered that I realized that this was a practice room, which was smaller than the practice room of Class B. It was a little dark, and the mirror looked a little blurry. When I looked closely, I realized that it was a lot of dust. The walls were yellow, the ceiling was a little falling off, and only one light bulb was on. A few boxes were left unsteadily in the corner, and even the chair next to it was missing arms and legs. The dust on the ground could clearly print the soles of the shoes, no matter from which angle you looked at it, it was so bleak.

"This will be your practice room from now on." Xu Zhenghe ignored the dilapidated environment in the room, and waited for "Thank you".

An was a little surprised when he heard Xu Zhenghe's words, "Mine? Teacher, I don't understand."

"Well, yours, yours alone, you don't have to go to class with people from Class B in the future."

He also explained earnestly, "The higher-ups decided to teach you alone. Of course, the teaching method is different from before. You have class every morning and practice by yourself in the afternoon. It can't just teach you."

Pat the dust on your hands, "Someone will come to help you clean later, and the instruments and utensils will be brought over."

Before An could react from the words, Xu Zhenghe lifted his legs and left. When he was about to walk out of the door, he turned his head and reminded: "The senior next door is preparing to debut. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do." He disappeared at the door after speaking.