[Idol trainee] please pick me up

After the third ranking announcement, the entire dormitory building became extremely quiet, and it could even be said to be completely silent.

Some dormitories were completely evacuated, and the keys were returned to lock the dormitory for the last time, while most of the dormitories had only one or two people left.

Fan Chengcheng, who was restless and lonely, went to other dormitories to fool around with Justin every now and then as a matter of course, while his own dormitory was so deserted and quiet that even Pu Yuzhen, who had the best hearing, could sleep peacefully at night.

There's one last week left, and only one last week left.

They ushered in the release of the last evaluation content after the night of parting.

"In order to show everyone's talent to the producers, the final special track will be produced by all the trainees present from scratch."

When Zhang PD announced the news, his expression became extremely serious.Of course, he himself did not think about the possibility that the competition system would suddenly change at this time-the track that was originally scheduled to be the final ending song at this time became the debut song of the group, and the final special track was changed to a song by the boy. They made it themselves, which he only learned about yesterday.

Start from scratch? !Make it yourself? !

You heard me right, this is not a joke, is it?They are here to participate in the survival program of the trainees, not to participate in "Good Songs of Country X", right?

It is simply a horrible schedule that makes people cry.

Not only did they have to rehearse their debut repertoire in such a short time, but they also had to write their own lyrics and compose their own music. It was not just a simple "challenge", it was simply wanting their lives.

That's right, that woman wanted his life, and it was a personal death declaration for him.

Pu Yuzhen was already aware of this little trick of hers, and naturally she had already made up her mind.

Looking around, after we eliminated other trainees with the ability to write lyrics and compose independently, there are very few trainees who have the qualifications to become music producers among the remaining 22 people.

In the remaining one week, not only have to complete the entire creation and stage design of a song from scratch, but also complete the entire production and rehearsal of the audio track before the instructor's evaluation on the fourth day. At the same time, prepare the final debut evaluation track.

Calculated, the actual creation time left for them is less than 24 hours.

This is an extreme challenge that professional music producers will have a headache, let alone a group of teenagers who have not yet debuted.

"I suggest that everyone hold a meeting to discuss it later."

This is the last suggestion Zhang PD can give.

As a PD, he was empowered but also extremely restricted, and his schedule was arranged without any room for breathing.Therefore, even if he is also a creative idol, he can't overly interfere with the creation of the teenagers—he can only give some opinions and suggestions from those who have experienced it as much as he can so that they can avoid detours.

One hour later, the teenagers will hold a round table meeting around the meeting room that Zhang PD specially applied for them with their respective proposals.

This is the hour that decides their fate seven days later.

"Where's Yu Zhen?" However, when all the trainees gathered, there was still a chair that was empty.

"When I came out, he said he would come later." Fan Chengcheng innocently raised his hand to express that he didn't call him.

"I'll call him." Justin suddenly stood up as if he had sensed something, and the chair slid on the floor making a toothache sound.

"Go back quickly."

I don't understand what's going on, but there's no time to waste now, and every second of theirs is precious.

So Justin almost ran back to the dormitory building, the sound of urgent footsteps echoed in the empty corridor all the way, getting closer and closer, and finally kicked open the door of Pu Yuzhen and Fan Chengcheng's dormitory.

He turned his head and saw bloodstains on the white enamel sink in the bathroom. The dormitory was also in a rare chaos. Blood-stained tissues were thrown everywhere, and rolls of paper rolled all the way.

Justin picked up the rolled paper and walked in the direction it came from.

Pu Yuzhen knelt on the ground, writing quickly on a piece of manuscript paper that was already full of words. His eyes were slack, and a tissue that was soaked in blood was still stuffed in his nose—the tissue had completely lost its original purpose of blocking nosebleeds. The blood droplets condensed into drops under the paper towel, and then fell on the manuscript paper, while Pu Yuzhen continued to write on the blood-stained place as if he was unaware of all this, and the black handwriting was also stained with red.

The angry young man clenched his fists, and mercilessly punched Pu Yuzhen who was still writing hard.

The force of this punch even made Pu Yuzhen dizzy for a moment, and he slammed into the cabinet behind him, but successfully knocked him back from deep memory to reality.

"What did you take your life for?"

He came to himself, and Justin was on top of him and grabbed his collar and said furiously, the other hand clenched tightly, looking like he was ready to punch him again at any moment.

Pu Yuzhen tried hard to calm his breath, and quickly reached out to hold the boy's wrist so as to avoid the fate of being punched again.

"Is that woman the same as you? What do you mean by 'krypton gold excess'? It's not 'krypton gold' but 'krypton life'."

The boy questioned him with a sneer.

Should he be said to be too shrewd or inappropriately intelligent?

That's right, that woman changed the rules to force him to do a multiple-choice question—whether to restore his memory and become the absolute leader of the team's composition and arrangement; Reasonable oil bottle?

The right to choose has been handed over to himself, and the sword of Damocles will be pierced by him himself.

"Are you talking about trusting us and yourself, are you just perfunctory? Don't you even believe your own words? Liar!"

The young man pressed on step by step, his emotions were very agitated, and the strength in his hand was getting bigger and bigger unconsciously, Pu Yuzhen was almost suffocating.

"I was wrong." They stalemate for a long time, Pu Yuzhen finally closed his eyes tiredly, and he compromised.

Overly self-righteous, wallowing in delusions of self-sacrifice—something that has stubbornly not gotten better since he started on the show.He even said that if it wasn't for Justin's face-breaking friendship just now, he would have almost reached a dead end in such self-moving and self-satisfaction like that woman.

"Thank you, and also, I believe in you. Only this point, it's better now or in the past, I dare not lie in the slightest."

So please help me too.

His eyes and answer finally satisfied the boy once.

"It's okay if you don't remember it, and it's okay if you never remember it."

Saying this, Justin finally let go of him and stood up.The young man stood against the light and stretched out his hand to him.

"Justin?"

Pu Yuzhen grabbed his hand and was pulled up from the ground. At this moment, he seemed to find a complex expression of loneliness flashed across the young man's face, so that Pu Yuzhen began to doubt Are you dazzled for a while?

"Cheer up and fight, don't be ashamed."

Justin avoided talking, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

When I returned to the meeting room again, other people had already had an extremely intense discussion and saw the content on the whiteboard. The current discussion may have been going on for a while.

"Sorry to bother everyone, but now I hope everyone can listen to me."

Pu Yuzhen's voice and footsteps were still a little flimsy, and because of the blood loss just now, his complexion was really not pretty, but he held the blood-stained manuscript paper in one hand, patted the whiteboard behind him with the other, and stood at the head of the round table.

Under the signal of silence from the crowd, Pu Yuzhen started his speech.

He was not impassioned, but just smoothly listed the tasks that need to be completed and the countermeasures he thought of one by one, and gave a plan that seemed mature and complete.

"If my plan is still feasible, I hope everyone will do their best to help me achieve my final goal, please." Only losing to that woman is absolutely impossible.

He bowed deeply at the end of his speech, and another unfinished nosebleed slid down with this movement.

After a brief silence, Zhu Xingjie, who was closest to him, handed over a tissue.

"What are you talking about? This is everyone's business. You can't let a Korean see Chinese jokes."

He said this, causing the rest of the people to laugh.

So after a short sequence of speeches and plan revisions, the plan proposed by Park Yuzhen was quickly implemented.

Cai Xukun, Zheng Ruibin, Jeffry, Zhu Xingjie, Xiao Gui, and Park Yuzhen herself.

All the trainees with independent composition and arrangement ability spontaneously organized into a group, and all the remaining rapposition trainees were in charge of filling in the lyrics, and the main vocals were responsible for assisting them in the second proofreading and demonstration singing of the lyrics, and the main dancer was in charge First digest the part of the debut evaluation repertoire, and then teach it one by one to other people who don't have free time to buckle up by themselves.

In such a short period of time, the teenagers performed their duties as if they had formed a small team temporarily, and they were running in an orderly manner despite being tense.

[I believe in my teammates, but also in myself. 】

Sitting in front of the computer, Pu Yuzhen took off his glasses and rubbed his sore temples, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were still bright.

It's not about showing lip service or psychological comfort, but gradually realizing this during the long-term relationship with the teenager, and finally choosing to use the other party as his backing without reservation after accepting the other party's trust, and at the same time becoming With the backing of others, he unconditionally believes that his partner can do it.

Like most people, he has not closed his eyes for more than 24 hours, and the radial bone in his right hand is sore from holding the mouse for a long time.

But surprisingly, I didn't feel tired.

Seeking hope in desperation, despair is the best medicine to shape a hero.

All night long, day and night, even if you know you can’t do it, you have to do it with all your might, with the hope of those who have been eliminated—for the final decisive battle, to show the full strength of yourself and the Chinese trainees you represent Show it to the producers.

Just let you see what kind of strength human beings will explode after being pushed to a desperate situation.

That's the only thing you can't predict as a pompous beast.

The author has something to say:

1) People who fight against the monster called reality (now 実という名の恐怖と战う者たち): Takahashi Yu wrote the lyrics and composed the song for "Dream Eater". It is very inspirational and explosive. I used to Looping it and fighting until 03:30 was recorded by NetEase Cloud and became a historical record of 233. After I recommended this song to a friend, it also brought her strength on a review night and broke through her single cycle record. , I hope this song can also bring strength to everyone during the final exam period.

2) Desperation: Healing Medicine for Heroes (Desperation: ヒーロー Healing Potion): The theme ED of Danganronpa animation "Dangan Rondo: School of Hope and Desperate High School Students" is also a song that explodes.

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Here Mr. Park's tangled focus is mainly on:

If he reminds himself, he can take on the responsibility of composing, after all, his predecessor was a top pianist with the ability to compose independently.

But once he forcibly remembered that his brain would be irreversibly damaged if it exceeded the carrying load, so the shady said, "Let me see how much you can do for them." In fact, he modified the rules and forced him to do this multiple-choice question. .

Mr. Park decisively chose to restore his memory, but fortunately he was woken up in time by Fugui.

Of course, if you remember this scene, you may think that this is a knife when you go to the rich line... But I still hope to be treated as a candy.

But don't be in a hurry to scold her, because she is also helping the teenagers in order to fight against a bigger shady... Although she is called a shady by me, she is by no means a simple bad person.

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The main thread is coming to an end, and after it is over, you can push all kinds of CP episodes and group episodes to episodes with peace of mind, hey, why did I push it so fast and it ended in a month? 233

Still suffering during the day when I can’t memorize grammar while drinking black coffee, I finally can’t drink the bitter coffee anymore, I’m almost running out of a box of sugar cubes