The most top stream [entertainment circle]

In the vocal music classroom of the "Dream" group, except for the captain Qi Weiyi, the remaining nine people sat in a circle to discuss the song lyrics fiercely.

"Everyone has already heard the whole song. The most technically difficult must be the first two lines, and the treble in the middle of the chorus."

"These two parts are also the most brilliant. The first two lines must be sung with an ethereal feeling and create a hazy dream. I think Hu Wenxing is the most suitable for us here."

"Hu Wenxing is suitable for the treble of the chorus. If the treble sings well, our group's performance will definitely be outstanding! The first two lines should be given to me. I am a standard baritone."

"I'm young... Can you give me the opening, the beginning, the vocal teacher praised me for my clean voice."

"What's the matter with the age novel? Singing is not only about having a clean voice, but in terms of clean voice, the one who didn't come has a better voice..."

As soon as the words fell, the few who were arguing about a line of lyrics for a long time and were about to fight all quieted down, and at the same time realized that there was something serious at first sight.

In terms of lyrics distribution, the captain has the right to decide.

But Qi Weiyi was not there.

"That..." Sitting among them, Hu Wenxing, who had never participated in the discussion, broke the silence, "Don't you even consider leaving the words for Qi Weiyi? He is the c position."

"What about position c? This time is a knockout round... If you lose, you may not be able to make it to the big stage in your life. If you take care of his level, we will definitely be at the bottom of the collective ranking!" Liu Hui muttered in disgust, but also slightly He bumped into Zhao Ming who was next to him.

"That's right, he was late for the meetings in the group, and he didn't even think about doing a good job on the stage." Zhao Ming quickly echoed.

They were the unlucky ones who were selected into the group because they dissed behind Qi Weiyi's back.

The fight for part just now was also the most vigorous rhythm of the two of them.

"Class A has extra work, and no one else came." Hu Wenxing frowned.

The other groups were waiting for the captain to take charge of the overall situation, only their groups were in a hurry to argue for words, desperately trying to exclude the captain.

"It's just right that we didn't come, how can we win with him!" Liu Hui reminded in a stern tone, wanting Hu Wenxing to wake up and stand by them.

The half-closed door was pushed open from the outside, making a creaking sound.

"Could it be that..." Qi Weiyi, who didn't know when he started listening, put his arms around his arms, leaned his head against the door frame, turned his neck left and right twice, and kept his eyes fixed on them, "If I'm not here, you can win ?”

No one expected him to appear.

Although most of the trainees looked down on Qi Weiyi in the show, few of them showed it.Each of them tried their best to pretend to be kind and to carry out their own ideals of truth, kindness and beauty.

And Qi Weiyi was too lazy to whitewash the peace with them from the very beginning, and put the conflict on the bright side again and again.

Zhao Ming gritted his teeth and went all out to tear his face, "Yes! As long as you don't say anything, we can get the first place."

"Oh?" Qi Weiyi raised his lips, and his mocking eyes fell on his face.

There seemed to be a sharp poisonous thorn in his sight, trying to pierce him right through.

Zhao Ming propped himself up on his elbows, moved his buttocks back, and leaned against Liu Hui, feeling an inexplicable chill down his back.

The air in the classroom seemed to have dropped to freezing point. When everyone met Qi Weiyi's cold eyes, no one dared to stand up and break the silence.

After 2 minutes, Qi Weiyi lazily stood up straight, and said casually, "Okay."

All right?what's ok?

Everyone looked at Qi Weiyi in confusion, waiting for him to continue.

Qi Weiyi poked at the door of the classroom, slowly raised his arm and raised three fingers, "I'll give you three days."

Liu Hui stared at the three fingers, and for no reason had the illusion that it was the countdown to his packing up and leaving.

"Within three days, I won't make any decision to interfere with you. It doesn't matter if I'm excluded, or if I want to grab the position and lyrics according to my own wishes. But..." Qi Weiyi deliberately dragged out the tone, his eyes gliding over everyone's face, "Three days later, the results you put forward are not worthy of your bragging, and everything from now on will be under my arrangement."

Leaving these words, Qi Weiyi didn't bother to watch their reaction, and left the door of the music classroom without stopping, and even closed the door for those cubs who plotted rebellion.

Ah, the breath of freedom.

In the next few days, apart from shooting commercials, only rehearsals remained on the schedule.

Now that I don't need myself to rehearse, Qi Weiyi suddenly became the most idle person in the whole building.

He wandered around aimlessly for a couple of times, and his clever little brain came up with an interesting and devilish idea.

Three minutes later, he came to the training room of Gu Gang's group, opened the door and poked his head in, blinking and watching them secretly.

Different from the headache and boredom of the members of this group, the other members of the group now see him like a mascot.

After all, holding down seven or eight powerful competitors at one time is such a difficult operation that the program team can't do it.

In their eyes, Qi Weiyi's handsome face was shining with holy light, and they all shouted for him to come in quickly.

"Why did you come here? Don't your group practice?" Gu Gang pushed open the door and pulled him in, worrying like an old father, "There are only ten days of practice in total, and you remember the dance steps so slowly."

"We are in the vocal group, and there are no dance steps." Qi Weiyi walked into the classroom with him, and said innocently and proudly, "The members in the group are all very good, I want to lie down and win with them!"

Hearing Qi Weiyi's useless speech, the other contestants were even more grateful, echoing and praising him not to work hard.

The old father, Gu Gang, was still persuasive, nagging like educating his own cubs, "You can't rely on others for everything. If you really can't sing, I'll teach you two dance steps..."

"Ah! I still have something to do, let's talk next time!" Qi Weiyi quickly interrupted him and waved to the others.

When walking around the main stage, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the distribution table above and the initial stage formation.

In the same way, Qi Weiyi walked around the remaining seven classrooms.

Apart from rolling their eyes in front of Zheng Gong, the contestants all treated him like stars, wishing they could catch him, hug him and hold him high.

After going around for two floors, Qi Weiyi came to the music classroom next door to his home, which was also the group of another vocalist Yuan Ye.

Their group is progressing super fast, they have already discussed the word segmentation, and even rehearsed for several hours.

When Qi Weiyi entered, the troops greeted him and left to go to the cafeteria to eat. Only Yuan Ye was still sitting in front of the piano, scratching the score, and didn't lift his head when he came in.

Yuan Ye has released an album before, and he produced everything from lyrics to music mixing by himself. He is a veritable musical talent, whether he is writing or singing, he is extremely moving.

He also has the unique aloofness of an artist, and he completely ignored people a few days before he entered the show.

Although it has eased up a bit recently, I still don't have any good friends, and I always go alone.

"I know you're paying attention to me," Qi Weiyi pulled a chair and placed it next to him, spread his legs and sat down on it, with his chin resting on the wooden pole on the back of the chair, "After playing this song, can you answer a few questions for me? ?”

Yuan Ye let him stare at it for a while, and the smooth piano sound became frizzy.

He retracted his hand helplessly, "Ask."

Qi Weiyi got straight to the point, "Do you really want to choose "Dream"?"

"Yes, "Dream" is much better than the song I chose... Do you want to give it up to me?" Yuan Ye's eyes widened in surprise, Qi Weiyi doesn't look like such a kind person.

"What are you thinking, of course not." Qi Weiyi raised his face seriously, "I just want to ask, if it were you, how would you interpret this song?"

"So, you are here to steal the teacher?" Yuan Ye immediately guessed his intention, his expression was even more surprised, "I thought you wouldn't care about this."

"Yeah." Qi Weiyi admitted shamelessly, and said confidently, "If I'm the only one on stage, of course I don't care."

"I really can't see that you are such a person with a sense of collective honor."

"Listen to me first." Qi Weiyi continued, "But I'm not alone now, so I have to find a way so that they can only see me among so many people."

"Can I take back the sentence about the sense of collective honor just now?" Yuan Ye propped his forehead and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "You are more shameless than I thought."

After asking Yuan Ye for advice, the two of them walked out of the classroom together, and heard the noisy dispute coming from the classroom next door.

Qi Weiyi took out a box of mint-flavored chewing gum and handed it over, and blew a small bubble in his mouth, "Do you want it?"

"Your group is about to fight, are you still in the mood to eat candy?" Yuan Ye muttered, reaching out his hand honestly to pick up two and throwing them into his mouth.

There is always something to eat, and watching a play is enjoyable.

"It's just right to fight, and it's not me who was beaten." Qi Weiyi didn't hear clearly through the wall, so Qi Weiyi dragged Yuan Ye to the front door, and eavesdropped on the movement inside through the crack of the door.

"Calm down, everyone, no one will be able to convince anyone if this continues!" Hu Wenxing stood by the piano, holding the thin sheet of lyrics tightly, frustrated and helpless.

The quarrel barely subsided for a moment, but the atmosphere in the classroom was still tense.

"Okay! You come to judge, do I interpret the first two sentences better?"

"Bass is really not suitable for the opening, don't just think about the collective honor for yourself, okay?"

"It's all said..."

"You fight to stop at the beginning, why do I only have two lines in a song?"

Qi Weiyi, who was watching forcefully, blew a bubble, which burst into the air, and white debris stuck to the corners of his lips.

He took out a paper towel and wiped it off, and said without hesitation, "I thought I'd have to wait until tomorrow, the shelf life of false peace is so short."

"You already guessed it?"

"Is it hard to guess? There are quite a few people in the group who are equally strong, and no one is sure to be convinced." Qi Weiyi's eyebrows were beaming, and he showed off to him in a shy way, "Unlike me, I don't want to sing a single line."

"This shouldn't be something to show off." Yuan Ye felt that there was a communication barrier with him, "Don't you want to fight for a few lyrics for yourself? Your voice is so beautiful."

The corners of Qi Weiyi's raised lips tightened immediately, and he stepped back half a step against the wall, his face was covered with rejection, "Do you know how my former friends described me singing?"

Yuan Ye tilted his head, a question mark floated on his forehead.

"Nevermore."

Yuan Ye was confused, "What do you mean?"

Qi Weiyi stared at him, and answered word by word, "Never, no, super, and born."