[Entertainment] A girl eventually becomes a king

In the following time, Song Anran seemed to be obsessed. In the short 3-minute dance, she danced repeatedly, and took the trouble to correct her posture in front of the video.In the practice room, dormitory, and corridors, you can see her training everywhere.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the day of the second grade assessment, Song Anran woke up early, she opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling, her head was dizzy.

The high-pressure training for three consecutive days has long exhausted her body.But the strings in her mind were always tense, not daring to let go.

Song Anran gritted her teeth, braced herself up and got out of bed, endured no matter how hard or tired she was, and never made a mistake at the most important time.

"Next, Song Anran."

"Inside."

Facing the dark camera, Song Anran took a deep breath and smiled brightly:

"Aniha, senior nim, I'm Song Anran..."

……

When Song Anran came down, there was no expression on his face.She knew that the camera might be shooting right at her, but she didn't have the energy and didn't want to do any more expression management.

The practice room was unbearably hot, but Song Anran's heart was cold to the bottom.

After rehearsing countless moves, but making a mistake at the most critical moment, this kind of blow completely broke the tension in her mind.

As if masochistic, she kept playing the picture of the mistake just now in her mind.

"pickme pickme pickmeup—"

Song Anran pointed his right hand to the sky, followed the music, and hopped on one foot.It's a dynamic move, and she pulls it off really well.

But in the next second, her bent leg suddenly started throbbing, she lost all strength, and her knee fell uncontrollably.She could clearly feel the muscles in her thighs twitch violently, and she needed more effort to control them.

So as he got to the later part, Song Anran's movements became more uncoordinated, and the beat was delayed several times.

She bit her lower lip, using the pain to stimulate herself to pull herself together, and managed to finish the last few movements.

Sitting on the floor of the practice room, Song Anran emptied his mind, so that he would not think about the mistake that happened just now.

She pretended to watch the performance of other trainees seriously, and mechanically followed the people next to her to give the same reaction.

When the PD called her name and asked her to leave the practice room, she thought it was time to disband, so she followed without thinking.

As a result, when he came back to his senses, he found that he was taken into a small dark room, and the staff who had been following him gave him a mobile phone.

"Song Anranxi, you can now contact the person you want to contact the most."

It turned out to be a hidden camera, Song Anran realized in a daze.She hesitated for a while, but still entered a string of mobile phone numbers.For her, who desperately needs affirmation now, this call is like a life-saving straw.

"Hey."

"My mother, it's me."

The moment she heard her mother's voice, Song Anran burst into tears.All the grievances encountered after participating in the competition broke out in an instant, and she thought she was strong enough to face all problems by herself.Unexpectedly, in the end, it was just a mistake in the grade assessment that made her defeated.

"Ah Yigu, we've been wronged safely, don't cry, don't cry."

"My mom, I'm recording a show."

"Well, Mom knows. How is it, is it going well?"

"I can't seem to dance well. What to do, I don't want to give up."

Song Anran clutched her mobile phone tightly. She is a person who is good at reporting good news but not bad news. This is the first time she has opened up her heart and told her relatives about her uneasiness and fear.

The person on the other side of the microphone was silent for a while, and the voice was crying when he spoke.

"We have been good at everything since we were young, An Ran, and we finally shared our troubles with my mother. My mother is so happy. An Ran, if you don't want to give up, just work hard."

"What if it fails?"

"It doesn't matter, no matter whether you succeed or fail, my mother will always support you. We An Ran, we have grown up in a place that my mother can't see, do well, and my mother will vote for you."

"Nai, I got it. Mommy, let's talk about it."

After hanging up the phone, Song Anran gradually calmed down.

After greeting the PD, she slowly walked back to the dormitory, and began to calmly reflect on her behavior in the past few days.

——Whether it was disregarding the body, overloading training, or losing his soul after making a mistake in the evaluation, it was not what Song Anran would have been like in the past.

After just one week of participating in the competition, she began to become eager for quick success and lost her proud patience, which is not a good sign.

Facts have proved that Song Anran's performance in the grade assessment was not as bad as she had imagined. The final mistake was indeed a fly in the ointment in the eyes of the instructor, but overall it was still an impressive performance.

The two vocal instructors gave A, and the dance teacher gave B. In the end, Song Anran was left in Class B.

After she saw the result, she felt dumbfounded. She was already prepared to be relegated, but she didn't expect that the previous sadness was because she had played too much.

Her face suddenly became dry, and she felt like a fool for calling and crying to her mother.

At 5:[-] in the morning of the next day, Song Anran woke up from sleep in a daze.

She has not slept very well, because the girls in the dormitory have tacitly set the alarm clock to "pickme". Every time their alarm clock rings, Song Anran is startled suddenly, and her body moves instinctively. Most of the drowsiness disappeared.

She returned to the dormitory from the practice room at 1 o'clock yesterday to rest. She originally planned to get up at 6 o'clock today for training.But she couldn't help the intermittent pickme pickme from the whole building, so she dragged herself out of bed.

After a simple wash, she took a wet towel and climbed onto the bed again, but this time it wasn't her own.

"Danee, wake up, it's 5:[-]."

Song Anran lifted Dani's quilt and patted her lightly.

"Alas, I'll get up."

Jin Danni opened her eyes, blinked vigorously, and struggled to wake up.But in the end, I still couldn't resist the drowsiness, and slowly closed it again, turned over and continued to sleep.

Seeing her tired look, Song Anran couldn't bear to wake her up.After the start of the competition, almost every trainee went to bed late and woke up early. In addition to the overloaded training, several trainees fell ill.Song Anran himself had to bite the bullet and gritted his teeth to persevere.

It is hard for her to imagine how much mental and social pressure those girls who left home to participate in the competition at a young age have endured, so she takes extra care of Zhao Mi and her younger sisters who are younger than her.

Before going to bed last night, Danni asked An Ran, who loved her the most in the dormitory, to wake her up before 6 o'clock no matter what method she used, saying that she had made an appointment with the team members.

"No~ I can't sleep anymore, I made an appointment with the team members, so I can't be late, Danee."

Song Anran continued to yell a few times, seeing that she didn't respond, she probably fell asleep again.Reluctantly, he helped her up, let her lean in his arms, and wiped her face with the freshly twisted towel.After wiping her face clean, Song Anran felt helpless facing the sleeping Danni.

She thought about it, and finally took the tablet she had with her for watching dance practice videos, opened "Pickme", and put it to Dani's ear.

Sure enough, just a few seconds after the prelude was released, the people who were intoxicated in sleep were awakened.An Ran saw that she was scared cleverly, immediately straightened up, and looked at herself blankly.

"Danee, it's time to go to training."

"I see, thanks Ernie."

After speaking, he quickly kissed Song Anran's face, turned over and climbed out of bed.Song Anran was left to help her tidy up the messy quilt helplessly.She and the team members agreed to train at 7 o'clock. It's a bit early to go now, but she didn't dare to have a little time to relax. After packing up, she chose to go to training.

In the noisy practice room, Song Anran grabbed the hem of the shirt with both hands, and slowly lifted the shirt up as his body swayed stiffly, with a look of lovelessness on his face.A sexy action full of Chrisma was abruptly made funny by her.

She is practicing the killing part of the song "Hot Issue", which is also the most exciting part of the song.

"Pfft, Ani, An Ranxi, this action is not like this..."

Huang Xiuyan next to her laughed when she saw Song Anran's actions. The other parts of this relationship were pretty good, but I don't know why her limbs froze when she touched the clothes. Wa.va also did it. nondescript.

"This wa.ve needs to be smoother and have a bigger swing."

As she said that, Huang Xiuyan demonstrated it to Song Anran herself.She brushed her hair to one side of her shoulders, swayed her hips in tune with the music, and slowly lifted her shirt up with both hands. The casual and lazy movements were sexy and seductive.

"Got it? An Ranxi will try again."

Song Anran is really envious of this kind of person who can unreservedly show off his charm in front of everyone.She knew that this move was not too much, and there were many dance moves in girl groups with a larger scale than this, but she just felt ashamed to do this move under the eyes of so many people.

She took a deep breath, bit the bullet, and was ready to go all out. If she put on airs like a lady, she would only hinder her teammates.She came to participate in the competition, and everyone is working hard to stay. If you can't do this level of dancing, you might as well quit by yourself.

Song Anran held back the strong sense of shame, spread her legs apart, her body swayed gently like a wave from top to bottom, and at the same time lifted up her shirt according to the rhythm, going up little by little until a little bit of the black movement inside was exposed. The side of the underwear was put down.

After she was done, she quickly covered her face and squatted down.She felt that her face was constantly burning, and she just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in the hole.

"Oh Mo, you did a great job. An Ranxi, that's it, don't be shy, it would be better if your expression was a little more sexy."

Huang Xiuyan was amazed by Song Anran. Although her movements were not smooth enough, it was this inexplicable youthfulness, coupled with her sexy movements, that gave her a strange attraction.

"Inside--"

Song·Spirit Out of Body·Anran replied in a loss of emotion.

Very good, Song Anran successfully challenged himself again today, smiling.