It turns out that I am not a cannon fodder

The final stage has finally arrived. Amidst the screams of the fans, the grand opening and cheers pierced the sky. Tonight, here, the final team will be born.

A few days ago, outside the director's room.

"Teacher!" He casually called out to Gu Sichuan who turned around and was about to leave.

Gu Sichuan stopped, hooked the corner of his mouth, turned around and put it down.

"Anything else?"

"I want to ask the teacher for a favor..."

"The stars are shining tonight, the lights are shining tonight..." Ling Yinjie was still full of energy on stage. He is the host of tonight and also a witness to the birth of the STAR group tonight.

Sitting in the backstage casually, watching the performances on the stage one after another through the monitor, from the instructor to the trainees, recalling all the things that have been experienced along the way in my mind, I can't help but feel very emotional.

Unknowingly for more than three months, from coming here to leaving soon, there is some reluctance, and there is also some relaxation. Along the way, he has gone from a dancing novice to...well, still a dancing novice, but at least he will We danced to the theme song.

He has met several good friends, such as An Linglan, who is lively, cheerful and familiar, Fang Siyuan, who is mature, stable and elegant, Hao Yanbin, who is arrogant and vicious but protects his calf, and... Gu Si, who speaks little and is responsible but comforts and enlightens him. Sichuan.

If only he wasn't the hero...

He sighed casually, this was not the first time he had such thoughts, but after all, he could only think about it.

The number randomly drawn was late, No. 22, the penultimate one on stage, so he was lucky to see most of the people's performances, and he could feel that everyone tried their best to complete the most perfect performance, the stage effect , The combination of sound and lighting is just right.

But casual is not worried at all, he is now at peace.

"Random..." The third-to-last person was already on stage, and there were only him and the last performer in the audience. That person seemed very nervous, and trembled a little when he called Random's name.

Turning his head casually, he saw that the other party had already sat beside him. It was Li Lei. He had only met him a few times, and this was the first time he had spoken to him.

"Aren't you nervous?" Li Lei kept groping for his clothes with one finger, and rested his other hand on Random's shoulder, trying to make his voice sound stable.

Before he could speak casually, Li Lei continued: "I'm very nervous, I feel like I can't breathe, do you think I will fall on the stage, will I go out of tune, will I ..."

Feel free to interrupt, but can't find a gap, the other party's words are like a machine gun being fired, chug... chug...

Looking at him casually and helplessly, he had already given up on interjecting, the other party was probably just trying to relieve his tension.

"As you wish..." The door of the waiting room under the stage suddenly opened, Li Lei's words stopped abruptly, it was Gu Sichuan.

Gu Sichuan frowned and looked at the scene in front of him, only to see a boy with one hand on Random's shoulder, his mouth was close to Random, as if he was about to kiss him, he looked at that person's face, why was he so obtrusive?

Are you two familiar?Why are you so close?

"Gu... Teacher Gu..." Li Lei looked at Gu Sichuan like a chicken whose throat was choked halfway through its crowing... Why is Teacher Gu here?Shouldn't he be sitting in the instructor's seat on the stage?Why does Mr. Gu look at him like that?This... is this trying to kill him with his eyes?

Li Lei subconsciously took the hand that was on Random's shoulder, glanced at Random, but didn't care.

But Gu Sichuan was very satisfied, and his face also eased. He hasn't dated him yet, so how can he let others take the lead?Then it occurred to him that An Linglan and the others seemed to have dated a long time ago... and embraced them...

Gu Sichuan pursed his lips, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Teacher." He casually stood up and walked towards Gu Sichuan, gave him a strange look, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's nothing." Gu Sichuan frowned first, then let go, "Let's go, we're about to debut."

"Okay," nodded casually, glanced at Li Lei who was stunned, and hooked his lips, "Li Lei, come on!"

on the stage.

"Hello everyone?" Ling Yinjie shouted loudly.

"Hi—" the audience below shouted loudly.

"Then the following song is for you to calm down and listen quietly. Please trainee No. 22, feel free to—"

Before people even got to the stage, the prelude to the music started, the lights dimmed, and the audience unconsciously quieted down.

The lifting platform rises slowly, and a slender and tall figure stands there holding a microphone. A beam of light is turned on so that people can clearly see the young man on the stage. There is no gorgeous stage costume, only a simple white shirt, a pair of Slim jeans and gold-rimmed glasses covered all the emotions in his eyes, like a warm senior pushing a bicycle in college, clean and beautiful.

random:

The scattered moonlight passed through the clouds, hiding from the crowd and spreading the scales of the sea

The waves wet your white dress and try to push you back

The waves wash away the blood, delusional to warm you

Listen to the depths of the sea, whose wailing is guiding

The soul sinks into silence, and no one wakes you—

Another figure slowly rises from the lifting platform, and a beam of light hits it. It is Gu Sichuan. Today he does not have heavy makeup, idol makeup, or fancy stage costumes. Different, the color is also one black and one white, which looks mature and gentle.

Gu Sichuan: You like the salty sea breeze, stepping on wet gravel

You say people's ashes should be thrown into the sea, you ask where I go when I die

Is there anyone who loves you, can the world stop

Casual: I always like to put a smile on the cool people, and people on the shore have irrelevant faces on their faces.

There is no nostalgia in the world, everything evaporates into smoke

The scattered moonlight passed through the clouds and slipped into the bottom of the sea hiding from the crowd

The waves wash away the blood, delusional to warm you

The soul sinks into silence, no one wakes you up

Gu Sichuan: You like the salty sea breeze, stepping on wet gravel

You say people's ashes should be thrown into the sea, you ask where I go when I die

Is there anyone who loves you, the world has abandoned you

Casual: I always like to put a smile on the cool people, and people on the shore have irrelevant faces on their faces.

There is no nostalgia in the world, everything evaporates into smoke

Together: It’s too late, you once laughed and cried

Too late, too late, your trembling arms

It's too late, no one will pick you up

Too late, too late, you obviously hate suffocation

The casual voice was ethereal and clean, and Gu Sichuan's deep and magnetic voice pulled the audience's emotions in. Many people were already in tears. In the instructor's seat, Jesse's eyes were red from crying, and Xiang Lai and Chen Jiankang were also red. Eye sockets.

Liang Tan sighed, how could he not understand it?It's just that I'm getting older, and I can only sigh when I feel uncomfortable.

The performance does not end here. Each trainee actually has 10 minutes of performance time, but it is usually not used, and it usually ends in five or six minutes.

It took less than three and a half minutes to finish singing this section casually, the background music was still flowing quietly, casually and Gu Sichuan exchanged glances, and the two walked to the center of the stage together.

"Thank you for listening, I just want to commemorate a friend with this song." A casual voice came through the microphone.