It turns out that I am not a cannon fodder

As the night grew darker, the cool wind blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound, and the moon had already hidden behind the clouds, only the tireless street lamps persisted with their unclear light.

There were few pedestrians on the road, and there were few vehicles. It was already late at night, Gu Sichuan yawned, his eyes fell on the dark side of the road outside the car window, and it was another day full of work.

The "Bright Stars" program group is a program group with a lot of money and wealth. Since this program is the first talent show variety show created by yoyo video, the program group has magnificently contracted an entire building with a total of ten floors, named it "Star Road" building.

The dormitories and practice rooms for the trainees are all inside. The dormitories above the seventh floor are the practice rooms and other places below the seventh floor. There is also a hall on the second floor that can accommodate 300 people. There is also a stage in the hall. The trainees The daily assessment is here.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the entire Xingtu Building almost fell into a deep sleep, only occasionally the lights in a few rooms were still on.

"1234...one, two, three, four...circling..."

No, it's not like this. Stop at random, close your eyes, and think carefully about the movements taught by the teacher during the day. There is nothing wrong with the movements, but he does them weirdly. Let's do it again.

"1234...5678..." He stopped at will, and the action was frozen at the last of the eight beats, "Then it turned around... da da da..."

Still not right, the movements are obviously done according to the teacher's teaching, but the teacher's beauty, strength, and hormones are simply art, and he feels like a beginner in radio gymnastics when he does it. It's like a rusty machine, and it's uncomfortable everywhere.

"Huhu... Huh..." Feeling wet all over, it has only been more than three months, and the cold spring is not over yet, but he feels that his whole body is steaming.

Laying on the wooden floor of the practice room tiredly, squinting at the ceiling casually, the white light gave off bursts of light, blurring his vision, and the clock on the wall was still walking dutifully, saying that it was not tight. Not a slow click.

There was no one around, it was very quiet, only his own breathing was clearly audible, and there was an unmanned camera tirelessly recording everything that happened here.

This is the classroom of Class D, where he attends classes during the day.

One day before, they finished class division and swearing-in in the studio, and the promoter Ling Yinjie announced the first task of the program: the group dance assessment.

They need to complete the study within three days. After three days, they will conduct an individual assessment and be re-segregated into classes. After the re-segmentation, among the 9 students who enter class A, a C position will be selected as the C position of the theme song MV.

The theme song was exemplified by Gu Sichuan, and I felt that his expression at that time must have been like a nympho, because Gu Sichuan danced so handsomely!It was as if a child of God was dancing, even though it was an ordinary movement, he performed it with a special charm.

He still remembered that when the lights caught up to the stage, Gu Sichuan was standing at the front, and behind him were eight boys in the same dress, who were his backup dancers. The backup dancers were professional backup dancers, but he felt that Gu Sichuan was dancing The best-looking, do not accept refutation.

Obviously, it's not just casual thinking, many trainees think so. When taking the bus, Gu Sichuan is the most discussed one. Those who have inquired about the news in advance should say that this troupe dance Gu Sichuan only learned for an hour. Totally mastered.

During the day, he met the "teacher in charge", that is, the tutor in charge of Class D, who turned out to be Gu Sichuan, so he casually felt that they were really destined.

He closed his eyes casually, his face was a little hot, why was he thinking about Gu Sichuan all the time!Shaking his sweaty head, he casually pulled back his thoughts of running away.

During the daytime, Gu Sichuan dismantled and taught them each movement, and memorized it casually, but the incoordination of his hands and feet was brought here from the original world.

Feel free to put your hands behind your head, your thoughts are flying around, going here and there for a while.

"Ah——" Zhiwa screamed a few times, vented his impatience, stood up and continued to practice, although dancing is indeed not what he is good at, but since he is here now, perfunctory is not his responsibility Personality, then do your best, at least don't let yourself have a chance to regret it afterwards.

"1234...5678..." Sure enough, counting beats is the most suitable for him, "Turn around... da da da..."

At [-]:[-] in the morning, it suddenly started to rain outside, and the crackling raindrops hit the window, panting casually, stopped, staring at the dark night outside the window in a daze, for a while, before leaving Go to the window, it's raining...

Maybe it makes people feel melancholy when it’s raining. It’s really tiring to spread out your palms casually and put them on the glass. Why does he have to force himself to do something he’s not good at?

yes?Why did he come to this show?Did the company force it?

It seems to be, but it seems not to be.

It seems that, naturally, he participated... Maybe, by the time he thought he could quit, he had already moved into the dormitory with his luggage.

And when he wanted to quit, for some reason, there was another kind of unwillingness. This unwillingness seemed not to be his will, but the original owner's...

Could it be that the original owner wanted to participate in this show?Is the original owner still in this body?

Shaking his head casually, maybe he thought too much...

He wiped his face casually to cheer himself up, and then turned on the music again.

"1234...5678..."

Since I haven't made up my mind to leave or stay, let it take its course, the most important thing now is to practice the group dance well, maybe he will be eliminated soon.

It's already 03:30 in the morning... At the door of the practice room, a man wearing a black wool cap, black sweater and black sweatpants leaned against the door and looked in. He looked at his watch, and the minute hand had already pointed to number 7.

He thought that everyone should be asleep when he came back. He woke up because of drowsiness and didn't want to stay in the room. He remembered that he left a coat in the classroom during the day, so he just came to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, he saw that the lights in the classroom were still on. He thought that someone had forgotten to turn off the lights, but he was very surprised to hear the music of the show's theme song coming from inside.

He quietly walked to the door, looked in through the small window, and saw that Random was still practicing.

"what--"

The two looked at each other and let out a random cry of surprise.

"Hi!" Gu Sichuan pushed the door open and greeted with some embarrassment, "Are you still practicing at such a late hour?"

"Ah...Gu...teacher...you...you too, why...why don't you go to bed so late?" He blinked casually and quickly, and stammered.

"Me? I just came back..." Seeing his nervous look, Gu Sichuan slightly frowned.