Self-cultivation of professional idols

Such a small and gloomy self is essentially... the same as before.

Even looking up at his back is still struggling for me...

Not to mention...accompanying him...

He is a shining star of tomorrow on the stage, so he doesn't have to have any burdens.

If you want to stay with him longer... longer... then you have to make yourself more dazzling.

Central platform.

The two trainees held hands, waiting with bated breath for the final result.

There is the focal point where all the lights and gazes converge.

In the end, Kwon Ha Joon won the first place.

This is not what everyone expected.

"Finally, there is still one promotion place..."

"What appears on the big screen now is the trainees ranked 63 to [-]."

This is where the cruelty of the competition system lies.

Let you embrace hope again from disappointment, and finally smash it hard in front of you.

When the final announcement was made, the No. 60 trainee cried miserably, thanking this and that with snot and tears, but the No. 60 trainee smiled and hugged him, and said to him :"congratulations".

The ranking is declared over.

The promoted trainees stepped off the stage one after another, crying and saying goodbye to those who were not promoted.

But Guanlan was still sitting there quietly lost in thought.

"What are you thinking?" Ling Xiao stopped beside him along the stairs.

"If I am eliminated, will you come to hug me?" Guanlan asked after thinking for a long time.

There seemed to be silence for a long time.

Ling Xiao suddenly said, "It's time for the second round of performance selection."

"Right away?"

"Well, after this."

Guanlan looked at Ling Xiao, and there seemed to be regret or something deeper in his calm voice:

"Then we definitely won't be in the same group."

Ling Xiao gave a "hmm", avoiding Guanlan, looked at the darkness under the "Pyramid", and asked, "Then would you like to challenge the dance?"

When Guanlan heard this, he had the illusion that he was hallucinating.

But Guanlan couldn't fail to hear the obvious meaning of invitation in these words.

"I'll hold you back..."

"It's okay, I said before that I will teach you how to dance."

"If you choose dance, you can definitely..."

"I still can't, I will choose vocal."

The sudden refusal stunned both of them.

Ling Xiao didn't think that he had pulled down his face to invite him, but he was rejected ignorantly.

Guanlan never thought that one day she would reject this person's invitation.

Ling Xiao stared straight at Guanlan, with a faint fire in the depths of his eyes.

Now that he has decided to make himself more dazzling, he cannot live forever under the light of Ling Xiao.

The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow.

Guanlan lowered her head and said nothing.

I just think……

stay with you longer...

The sound of Ling Xiao going down the stairs became softer and softer, and his anger was expressed with every step.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps disappeared that Guanlan raised his head slightly, looking at Ling Xiao's back worriedly.

At this time, the program group finally regained some of their humanity, leaving them enough time to say goodbye.

After the end, the eliminated ones went back to the dormitory to pack their things, and the promoted ones immediately changed venues to record the second round of performance selections.

Arriving at the new recording location, many people still have deep or shallow tears on their faces.

pd: "Okay, everyone wipe away your tears."

pd: "Parting is doomed, and those of you who stay will continue to move forward, because you still shoulder the dreams of the eliminated companions."

After the pd finished speaking, he revealed all the tracks for the second round of performances.

The theme of the second round of performances is location assessment.

The trainees choose one of dance, vocal or rap to showcase according to the role they want to be in the boy group.

In other words, the "partial students" who made it to the second round finally came to the world where they can show their talents.

But this year there are more dancers in the upper circle, so the competition for places in the dance group will be fierce. If the quota is unfortunately full, the dancers in the lower circle will have to be assigned to other groups, such as rap or vocal.

The trainees stood in a few rows according to the first round ranking, waiting for the song selection.

Behind No.1 Kwon Ha Joon stands Hoshino Minami.

Minami Hoshino ranked tenth this time, belonging to the card slot circle.

"Hey, choose the second one."

Kwon Ha Joon suddenly turned around and said this to Hoshino Minami, then walked towards the screen where the selected songs were announced, picked up the sign that symbolized the second song of the dance group, and went around a wall where all the performances were posted track.

Quan Hajun found the corresponding song title, stood in front of it, and began to wait for his teammates bored.

The trainee who ranked No.2 in the first round is a cool rapper named Song Shengle (yue), who is also a versatile player.

Everyone knows that this brother is full of domineering and aura on the stage, but off the stage...

"I feel like there's something between Kwon Ha Joon and that Japanese guy."

Song Shengle said to his team members in a serious manner.

This group member was No.14 in his group. Basically, the Rap group is unpopular every year, but occasionally there will be small accidents in certain years.

Team member: "...brother, can you stop gossiping."

"What is gossip?! I just call it... what is it..."

"Know yourself and know the enemy, and you won't be in danger in a hundred battles."

"Yes, yes, this little Chinese brother is right!"

"Didn't you see that the Japanese stood next to Quan Hajun with a sign, Quan was so angry that his face turned green! I laughed so hard!"

"This time the big dancers are not in the same group..."

"Maybe it's an appointment?"

"Who knows..."

The selection of songs outside is still going on.

But for Guanlan, this is already a matter of no suspense.

The moment he announced the selection, his eyes were fixed on a song.

light chaser.

There is no song that fits my mood more than it.

In those years, the hand that I desperately wanted to touch but sadly withdrew.

In those years, the feelings that were carefully protected and looked forward to the echo.

In those years, I tossed and turned, missing what I could not ask for.

Now he has a chance to sing his feelings to that person.

After hearing his name, Guanlan quickly took the sign that symbolized the song, and prepared to go to the waiting area to wait for his other teammates.

Ling Xiao watched Guanlan walking step by step, and still had a trace of expectation in his heart: What if... what if...

Nothing happens.

Guanlan stood firmly in the vocal area, in front of the song chasers.

"Do you feel that Ling Xiao's expression is a bit smelly..." Song Shengle said suddenly.

Team member: "You know again...?"

"It's so obvious...Ling Xiao looks like he really wants that Chinese kid to come to their group."

"I don't think...and isn't it obvious that Guanlan chose vocal?"

"Guo... What do you get...? Damn, Chinese people's names are hard to pronounce."

"Also...why there are only two people in our group when there are more than [-] people?"

At this time, Fang Mu walked in.

For the first time, Fang Mu was a few places lower than Guanlan. While waiting to choose a song, Fang Mu asked Guanlan what to choose.

"Light Chaser." Guanlan didn't hesitate.

"Huh? Singing... Chinese songs should be fine."

"Well... this song should be adapted into a Japanese version at that time... after all, the second round of performances will be performed in Japan."

"Oh my god...then I can't do it!"

"Then where are you going?"

"Rap? I feel good!"

Mission Hills: ...

So, this time, it was Song Shengle with a green face.

"Young master, did you take the wrong brand?"

This is the 27th time Song Shengle has asked Fang Mu a question.

"No! I just want to challenge Rap this time! Break through myself yooo!"

Without warning, Fang Mu showed some freestyle in front of Song Shengle.

After listening...

Song Shengle's face... turned greener.

Who is going to take this young master of Five away!

After the grouping, Song Shengle's good brother patted him on the shoulder, seeming to comfort him but gloating:

"Sheng Le, come on! I like you yoooo!"

Song Shengle: ...

Song Shengle: guna! ! !

The grouping of Guanlan and their group is a bit difficult to describe.

There are four people in total, three of them are buddhist sub-vocals, and one is a transferred rapper.

It's as difficult as an iron tree blooming for a rapper to engage in tenderness.

In the end, the C position was given to the oldest trainee in the country. It is said that he is older and has rich experience, and singing must be more emotional.

Leader is still held by Guanlan.

Guanlan feels that their group may be the most careless group selected for the C position.

After selecting the position C and the captain, everyone decided to disband on the spot first, and discuss the division of parts after dinner.

As usual, Guanlan was the last one in the whole group to leave. When going out, the opposite door Ling Xiao also came out, and the two happened to bump into each other.

Guanlan just wanted to talk to him, but Ling Xiao turned away when he saw him, as if he didn't want to take another look.

"Ling Xiao!"

"Ling... Xiao..."

Seeing Ling Xiao walking far away, Guanlan suddenly seemed to lose all strength, leaning softly against the wall, and lost the appetite to eat.

He slid slowly along the wall to the floor, and sat like this until it was past meal time.

Guanlan closed her eyes, the footsteps in her ears seemed to come and go, until the surroundings were completely quiet.

However, a voice sounded at this moment:

"You can fall asleep against the wall? You can do it."

"Get up and eat!"

"No...why did you sleep so deeply..."

"Is it fainting..."

Guanlan felt that the noise around her was very noisy, and she tried to open her eyes several times but failed, her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

In the end, he was determined to see who was making the noise, but when he opened his eyes, he met Ling Xiao's eyes.

Unexpectedly, this time Ling Xiao was the first to retreat:

"Don't get me wrong, I called you so many times and you didn't wake up, I thought you fainted..."

Guanlan still felt that her mind was dizzy:

"What did you call me..."

Ling Xiao almost threw the boxed lunch in front of him, stood up and brushed the dust with a disdainful expression.

Ling Xiao paused, and then deliberately said in that condescending tone:

"Don't you really want to show off? You don't even compete for C?"

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