After becoming O, the waste beauty counterattacked [entertainment circle]

The slideshow on the big screen immediately switched to the track they were going to perform. Chu Ye vaguely remembered that he had heard it. It was a lyrical R&B song with a romantic and sexy tune. Last year, the song was well received when it was released.

Chu Ye had to admire Lin Cheng's ability to choose songs. His pure face performed such an extremely sexy dance. The huge contrast was indeed easy to attract fans, but after watching Lin Cheng's performance, Chu Ye was confused again. up.

Can this kind of performance of constantly colliding with teammates and frequently forgetting words really attract fans?

As soon as the stage ended, as expected, An Yan's face darkened: "How many months have you practiced?"

Lin Cheng and his teammates looked at each other, but no one dared to answer, so Jiang Luoyu had no choice but to take the mic and replied, "It's been almost four months."

An Yan frowned, turned to look at Lin Cheng: "You also practiced for four months?"

Lin Cheng made many mistakes, which directly affected the performance of his teammates.

Lin Cheng opened his eyes innocently: "...Yes, yes."

An Yan said blankly: "Teach my cat for four months, and it will look better than you on stage."

What a loss.

Chu Ye didn't hold back, and almost laughed out loud.

Lin Cheng's face turned blue and white, and he shook his lower lip in shame, his eyes were covered with mist: "Yes, it's because my foundation is really bad, and it's my fault for dragging down my teammates. I will definitely work hard in the future. "

Tao Jianyu beside him seemed to want to speak for him, but Lin Cheng stopped him by pulling off his sleeve.

Tang Rong asked again: "Did Jiang Luoyu take another test? Can he sing?"

This 16-year-old kid is the best performer among the four of them. If they change to a group of stronger teammates, it will not be a problem to get an A.

Jiang Luoyu seemed to think of something, and shook his head dimly: "I'm not ready."

Tang Rong nodded politely at them: "Then you wait a moment, let's discuss the rating."

In the end, several mentors unanimously passed Jiang Luoyu's B grade, Tao Jianyu and another member C, and on Lin Cheng's part, several mentors had differences.

"What's wrong with Lin Cheng F?" An Yan waited leisurely for the words of the two female mentors.

He looked friendly, but Su Rui felt a chill for no reason. She bit the bullet and said something nice: "I don't think it's a big problem for Lin Cheng to give a C? Except for Jiang Luoyu, the other three in their team are at the same level." Pretty much the same, actually.”

Jiang Yuling also chimed in on the sidelines: "I also think there is nothing wrong with giving C, his training time is indeed very short and his foundation is also poor, but he can practice like this in the past few months. A little bit of encouragement for newcomers."

An Yan said: "His strength can't reach C, even I think F is too high. I don't know what I'm doing during the whole stage. Frequent wrong moves lead to crashes with teammates, causing teammates to make wrong moves with him. Even ordinary The alto can lead the teammates out of tune, you want to give this level a C? Then I probably need to doubt the professional level of the two teachers."

Su Rui was speechless: "I..."

Although Jiang Yuling was ashamed by what she said, she still wanted to fight for it. Anyway, Lin Cheng was an artist in the same company as her, and she was still the lead. If she really entered class F, she would be ridiculed even with her.

She knew that Lin Cheng's level could only be in class F, but after such a poor performance, he entered class F. After the show was broadcast, no matter how good the momentum was before the game, it would be half lost. With the superbly crafted editing, everything will be fine.

Thinking about it, Jiang Yuling said again: "Although idols do have a certain standard of strength, I think appearance is also very important. Lin Cheng's face is the type that little girls will like. He really went on stage. It is estimated that his performance will be ignored, but, and I have seen him preparing for the stage before, it is not so bad, he should just be nervous."

Seeing that the two were still perseveringly preparing to convince herself, An Yan's face became colder, and he said with a chill, "Since you are so persistent, then so be it."

Jiang Yuling and Su Rui looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They actually convinced An Yan?

An Yan looked at the two of them quietly: "What I mean is, since you insist on giving a person who is not up to the standard a rating far higher than his level, then I won't accompany you in the subsequent recordings. I don't want to be messed up." about your own reputation."

As soon as these words came out, even the directors outside the venue panicked. They didn't come out to interrupt the dispute between the mentors just for the sake of watching after the broadcast. Only disputes can cause topicality, so that there will be traffic, but they didn't expect This behavior annoyed An Yan.

There is still some distance between the instructor's seat and the players behind him, so even if Chu Ye sat in the first row, he couldn't quite hear what the instructors were talking about. He just noticed that the atmosphere between them was getting more and more anxious. A few minutes later, a staff member told them that it was time for a break and they would gather again in 10 minutes, and then several tutors followed the director out.

Just as Chu Ye wanted to follow up to have a look, he was stopped.

"Hello!" Blocking Tiger is a small child with a cute baby face, which makes people feel happy just looking at it.

But Chu Ye has suffered from Lin Cheng's loss, so he won't be fooled by his appearance again.

Chu Ye glanced at the direction where An Yan disappeared, turned his gaze back and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Babyface didn't mind Chu Ye's indifferent attitude at all, and leaned in front of him and said, "I watched your performance just now, it was really amazing! I won't talk about the adaptation of "The Prince and the Devil", the original words are really a bit forced The fault of posting the song, but after you changed it, you posted a lot, the adaptation of "Flame" is also very powerful, and I always feel a bit like Tree."

Chu Ye asked alertly: "...What is the smell of Tree?"

The young man tilted his head and thought for a while, and felt that the explanation was a bit abstract and lacking in words, so he said awkwardly: "I don't know what to say, anyway, I really like his arrangements, and I secretly fill in every one of his songs." Overword."

Chu Ye absent-mindedly "hmm".

The boy was like a curious baby: "By the way, Emperors and Tree have collaborated on so many songs, have you seen him?"

"I haven't seen it before. It's the company that cooperated with Tree, not us, and we can only see his final song." Chu Ye gave him a sideways look, always feeling that the boy is not as innocent as he appears on the surface.

"That's right." The boy sighed, "But I'm really curious about Tree... Ah, by the way, did I forget to introduce myself? My name is Song Chengran!"

Chu Ye seemed to have heard the name before, and after thinking about it for a while, he got a little impression: "Are you... the lyricist of "The Prince and the Devil?"

Like a tsundere cat, the boy nodded with wide eyes, "It's me, I became a fan of Tree only after listening to that song."

While perfunctory with him, Chu Ye stared at the exit where the mentors disappeared, but he never saw them come out.

Chu Ye suddenly asked him, "How long have we been recording?"

"It feels like seven or eight hours. I've been hungry for a long time. I just ate before entering the studio." Song Chengran said, rubbing his hungry stomach with his head down, "But I heard that the first stage was recorded tonight. Will I take away all the snacks in the end? I have brought a lot of bags, why don't you eat some when you go back, or..."

The young man's talkativeness seemed to be that of Zhu Shu's long-lost son. Chu Ye's ears were almost calloused. He took out a few candies and a box of chocolates from the wide pocket of his coat, and stuffed them into Song Song's mouth. In Cheng Ran's hand, he stuffed the chocolate back into his pocket, and said, "Here, eat some candy to cushion your stomach, I'll go to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, Chu Ye took the box of chocolates and entered the backcourt along the way the mentor left just now.

On the other side, the director brought several tutors into a small empty room.

An Yan cut straight to the point and said mercilessly: "Director Sun, let me be honest, if this program can't even achieve the most basic fairness and justice, then I don't think there is any need for us to continue working together."

The director was so anxious that he broke into a sweat: "Here, Mr. An, if you have anything to say, let's talk it out. No, don't make jokes about not recording the show."

An Yan took a deep breath and suppressed her anger: "Then let me tell you, I know talent shows will be affected by capital to some extent, I understand the truth that when water is clear, there will be no fish, and I can't ask for capital No end, but I hope that no matter what tasks the company arranges, at least when it comes to ratings, all mentors can be treated equally.

"Absolutely fair, I know that everyone can't do it, but at least it must be relatively fair, right? You can't look at other artists' artists and want to pick up their mistakes frame by frame, while turning a blind eye to your own artists Close your eyes, the contestants in the audience are not blind, they can tell the difference between good and bad stage."

Jiang Yuling secretly lowered her head.

"If the instructor can't even come up with a rating standard, but gives what he wants, what will he use to convince the audience when it's broadcast?" An Yan pulled out a mocking smile, "Editing? I'm not afraid that I won't be able to hold back in the end." Is it going to be the second off-air draft? The lessons learned from the excessive involvement of capital last year are there."

The oppressive atmosphere in the room was almost breathless.

The director was sweating from fright. He was afraid that the over-intervention of capital would lead to a repeat of last year's suspension of the broadcast, so when he was discussing cooperation with various companies this year, he had clearly explained how far each company could intervene, but he couldn't control some companies. Knowingly committing a crime, it would have been fine if he had just fooled around like this, but An Yan, who couldn't rub the sand in his eyes, discovered it.

Director Sun wiped his sweat and said quickly: "Yes, yes, we must require all tutors to achieve the same standard!"

Chu Ye wandered around in the background for a long time but couldn't find anyone. He was just about to return the same way when an unusually familiar figure appeared in front of the bathroom. Chu Ye curled his lower lip proudly. Fell into each other's arms.

He pretended to be unintentional and came out of An Yan's arms. The tip of his nose was the smell of laundry detergent on the man's clothes, mixed with a faint scent of mint. Chu Ye gritted his teeth unexpectedly, trying not to smile too ugly: " What a coincidence, Teacher An."

After saying hello, just as Chu Ye was about to turn around and slip away, someone quickly grabbed his wrist. An Yan's eyes fell on his fair and delicate hand. At first glance, he looked like a young master whose fingers did not touch the spring water. A few more inexplicable scars.

An Yan stared at those scars: "What's going on with your hands?"

"What's none of your business?" Chu Ye felt uncomfortable from his naked eyes, and struggled a few times but to no avail, so he had to explain depressedly, "I got it when I was practicing magic, and it's almost ready! "

An Yan clenched his wrist tightly at that moment, and he let go only after hearing the painful "hiss" from the person in front of him.

Chu Ye rubbed his sore wrist and glared at the instigator: "I'm leaving!"

It was really good intentions that were not rewarded. Afraid that An Yan would suffer from hypoglycemia due to hunger, Chu Ye specially prepared chocolates. Who knew that the other party inexplicably grabbed his wrist with such force, as if he was afraid that he would not feel the pain.

When he first met An Yan in high school, Chu Ye found that his body was very delicate. He could not be cold or hot, and he would get sick after being a little tired and hungry. He was not much worse than the pampered young master himself. Chu Ye He even teased him that he didn't have the young master's life but had the young master's illness, so he was beaten on the head by the other party.

It was only later that Chu Ye realized that all his physical problems were caused by malnutrition when he was born.

Feeling his empty pockets and walking back to the studio, Chu Ye didn't notice that someone behind him was following him all the time.

It wasn't until Chu Ye's figure disappeared at the door that An Yan slowly looked away. When he asked him about his hand injury just now, when he heard his answer, An Yan did lose control for a moment.

If it was the arrogant young master from a few years ago, he would have complained to himself a long time ago, instead of a light and indifferent response.

He missed that coquettish girl who would complain to him so much.

He walked towards the studio with a sullen face, and suddenly realized that there was something heavy in his pocket on the way, and when he took it out, it turned out to be a box of chocolates that hadn't been opened yet.

An Yan frowned and thought about the source of the chocolate. He didn't know when it entered his pocket. He had contacted several other mentors and directors before. If they were afraid that he would be hungry, they could directly For him, you don't need to be so sneaky, other than them, the only person he has come into contact with is... the person who deliberately bumped into his arms just now.

There was a smile on An Yan's lips.