Sing and dance the ceiling to be reborn as a rookie [entertainment circle]

Yan Hui stood at the door of the dance classroom for a while, but in the end he still didn't go in.

When he was about to leave, he heard Qu Yang's voice coming from inside.

"Brother Zhou, did you fall while practicing dancing? You have a big bruise on your back!"

"That..." A lazy young man's voice sounded, with an obvious perfunctory tone in his tone, "Probably, it's all right."

The other students were worried, and they all went up to look at it. Yan Hui's line of sight was blocked by the students. He couldn't see it. He could only see that after the white training suit was lifted, everyone gasped: "My God! This is more than that. Is it bruised? Almost the whole back is bruised, how did you do it, Captain?"

"Yes, Captain, how did you fall? Why is it so serious?"

Qu Yang said: "Brother Zhou, your back is so badly injured that you can't practice anymore, you have to go to the infirmary!"

The man pulled off the training suit, and the voice rang out again, still lazily and carelessly, as if it wasn't his back that was hurt, but a piece of pork, "It's only two days away, why go to the infirmary? Steal What are you lazy about?"

"Have you had enough rest? Get up when you've had enough rest! Let's go through that part a few more times." It was probably because the expressions of the students were too tense. After speaking, the man added, "Skin trauma, I'm fine."

When Yan Hui returned to his dormitory, he was still in a daze.

He was so overwhelmed by the mints that day that he couldn't remember how hard he was trying.

And that person was born with a sensitive constitution, and his skin would turn red when he touched it, not to mention, he was thrown onto the bed by that force...

In the evening, everyone went back to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes to prepare for dinner.

When Shi Zhou came out of the shower, he saw a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray on the coffee table. Qu Yang pointed to the bottle and said, "Brother Zhou, you don't have to go to the infirmary, just spray some medicine."

Shi Zhou picked up the medicine bottle, shook it and said, "Thanks."

Qu Yang hurriedly waved his hands and said, "I didn't buy it."

If it wasn't Qu Yang, then it was naturally other team members, and Shi Zhou said to the others: "Thank you."

There was silence in the dormitory.

After the silence, other team members said: "We didn't buy it either..."

Shi Zhou: "Huh?"

Shang Yuan said: "We don't know anything, you ask Qu Yang."

The other team members also said: "Yes, we came back late and didn't see anything. Ask Qu Yang."

All eyes turned to Qu Yang.

Shi Zhou also looked at Qu Yang.

Facing everyone's eyes, Qu Yang swallowed his saliva, and then swallowed again.

In the end, between concealing his own captain and betraying another captain, Qu Yang chose the latter: "Yes...it was brought by Yan Hui."

"He also told me not to tell you that he brought it!"

Shi Zhou: "..."

Shi Zhou: Oh, Huh.

Two days later, [-] students ushered in the first public stage evaluation.

Before the competition officially started, Shi Zhou met Yan Hui in the bathroom behind the studio.

Seeing that Yan Hui was washing his hands quietly without distraction, he did not regard himself as a living being at all. He walked a few steps, then stepped back, and said, "Competitor, for the sake of my hurtful performance, this stage Can I have some water?"

Yan Hui pulled two paper towels and wiped his fingers carefully one by one. He said, "I know it's hard for you to stay up all night for several consecutive nights, but it's hard work for everyone, and I don't know how to turn on the water."

What he said was very level. What he asked was "for the sake of my performance with injuries", but Yan Hui replied with "you worked hard all night", perfectly avoiding the topic of "performance with injuries". At the same time, he completely disregarded his relationship with that bottle of Yunnan Baiyao Spray.

Yan Hui probably didn't know until now, but he was completely sold out by Qu Yang on the first day.

This person secretly delivered medicine to himself, but on the surface he looked indifferent, as if a little...cute?

However, when Shi Zhou said this, he was only joking.

He doesn't need anyone to put water on him.

But he still showed a look of disappointment: "That's it, then I'm really sad..."

Then without waiting for Yan's reply, he turned and left.

He didn't know that after he turned around, Yan Hui's eyes fell on his back for a long time.

9 o'clock exactly.

Seventy students took their seats in the studio, and the sweet loli voice of the trainee housekeeper rang out on the radio: "Seventy students at the scene, all the instructors in the background, and all the audience friends before the live broadcast, good morning everyone This is the first performance of "The Journey of Trainees". I am the butler of the trainees, and I am also the host of this performance. ?"

"Well, not only everyone is looking forward to it, but I and the mentors in the background are also looking forward to it!"

"Because this performance is over, only the team with the most votes can advance, and the remaining teams will face a crisis of elimination."

"Seventy students, only half of them will be left in the end. The pressure on the students can be said to be very high."

"And who among them can advance? Who will face the crisis of elimination? The control is in everyone's hands."

"In this performance, the seven teams will perform in turn by drawing lots. After the performances of the seven teams are finished, we will open the voting channel. Each audience can scan the QR code at the bottom of the screen with their mobile phones and get three tickets. You can support the three Of course, if you want all three votes to support the same team, that’s fine too.”

"Not much nonsense, let's invite the first team drawn by lottery to bring their performances."

The "Gangster" team was drawn first. Ten boys in yellow sang and danced and ignited the stage.

Followed by Zhuo Yan's team "Sunshine and Youth", this is a song full of youthful atmosphere, Zhuo Yan didn't wear dirty braids anymore, but also cut his hair short and dyed it back to black, the rap champion sang a lyrical song Not bad at all.

Wearing white shirts and sweatpants, ten teenagers took everyone back to the school days.

Then "Only? Love", "I'm? Batter", "New? Thang".

"Dried Butterfly" by Shizhou team was second to last, and "Xia Sand" was the finale.

"The next step is what everyone is most looking forward to—"

"The "Withered Butterfly" team!"

The stage went dark.

When it was lit up again, ten teenagers appeared in the center of the stage.

They wore long pure black capes, the color was depressingly dull, but the shirts inside were as bright as fire, dazzlingly red.

"Withered Butterfly" not only has singing and dancing, but also incorporates the performance nature of a stage play.

On the faces of the ten teenagers, there is a deep dissatisfaction with fate, an earnest desire to break free from shackles, and a longing for a free life...

The black cloaks on them are like a shackle of fate, suppressing them, imprisoning them, and preventing their souls from being freed.

And the bright red inside symbolizes the struggle against fate.

In the end, the moment Shi Zhou "falls" from a high altitude, everyone's hearts are raised.

When he fell, the black cloak also shattered into pieces in the air, as if the heavy shackles on his body were finally lifted.

The life of the butterfly dries up.

Its soul was freed.

……

The stage of "Dried Butterfly" made everyone stunned. They didn't recover until the lights came on again.

"Xia Sand" by Yan Hui's team is a lyrical and slow song, but dance is also added into it.

In the light melody, the boys in white danced on the stage, like the undulating waves on the sea in summer.

The moment when the white-clothed teenagers parted from each other, Yan Hui, who was wearing a sapphire blue suit, walked out from the middle.

It seems to be the blue sky after the rain when the dark clouds are pushed aside.

When Yan Hui opened his mouth and sang the first line of the lyrics, no one could still remember to breathe.

the wind whispers in my ear

it tells me where you've been

……

Yan Hui held a transparent umbrella, walked to the steps beside the stage and sat down.

Putting the umbrella by his side, he looked into the distance and sang in a low, hoarse voice:

I walked through the cold winter, spring and summer you walked through

walk past the station you pass by

walk across the beach where you stay

find the sand of that summer

……

That bass is intoxicating.

The sound was like a gust of spring wind, where everything revived as it passed by.

The performance of all seven songs is over, and the voting channel is opened.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was frantically swiping:

"Xia Sha cried to death, 'Walk through the beach where you stayed, and find the sand that summer...' Woooooo, it hurts my heart."

"I have to admit that Kudie's stage is beautiful! But Xia Sha really hit me."

"Ku Die's stage is beautiful, but the lyrics are too profound to understand. Xia Sha's lyrics are more touching."

"I always thought that Yan Hui's coldness might not be suitable for singing ballads, but I didn't expect that he could sing well. This voice! Brother, I can do it!"

"Yan Hui sang so emotionally, I seriously doubt that he ever had an unforgettable first love!"

"There is no expression on his face, why do I feel he is sad?"

……

"The voting channel is now closed!"

"Now, we have announced the final votes of the seven teams, and the number one is—"

"Let's congratulate the "Xiasha" team for winning the first place with 47568 votes!"

"And the No.2 team of "Withered Butterfly" has only a difference in the number of votes from No.1..."

When Shi Zhou heard that No.1 was Yan returning to the team, he stopped listening.

In Yigong, only the top-ranked team can advance, so there is actually no essential difference between No.2 and No.7.

Shi Zhou is not worried about himself, no matter what elimination mechanism the program group adopts, his chance of being eliminated is very low.

What he was worried about was Qu Yang, Shang Yuan, Xia Xiu, Yu Mo, Shen Ming... and the four new children who joined their team.

None of them stayed up all night, none of them sweated less, and none of them made less effort.

He chose the most difficult song and gave the players the greatest confidence, but he didn't lead them to the championship...

"Let us congratulate all members of the "Xiasha" team for advancing to the next stage! Please Captain Yanhui take your team members to the next door and wait in Hall 2."

"Next, we don't want to see it, but we have to go through the elimination process."

Shi Zhou took a sip of his coffee, the cold coffee was bitter and astringent, the bitterness spread from the tip of his tongue to the base of his tongue, filling his entire mouth, and his back was still aching.

The injury on his back is not fully healed, the last "fall" on stage today was a bit too forceful, and now his back is probably blue again.

The backs of the chairs in the auditorium were a bit hard and uncomfortable to lean on. He changed his posture, resting his chin on his elbows, and adjusted his body's center of gravity to face forward to properly release the pressure on his back.

Shi Zhou's mind was not here, so he didn't notice.

When Yan Hui left, he glanced this way.