Self-cultivation of professional idols

"Oh my god..." There were exclamations one after another in the field, and the one who was dozing off was woken up by a slap from his companion:

"Look!"

"Isn't this the new song of the xx group? They really figured it out."

The xx group is currently one of the most popular girl groups in South Korea, and they will win one every time they come back.

"What do you think of their performance?" The companion covered his mouth with his hands, and turned his head to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao stared at the audience without saying a word, as if he was watching the performance seriously, until the camera in the corner of his corner turned to the other side, and then he sneered: "I want to be popular and crazy."

But Guanlan didn't think so, he really wanted to do a good job in the performance.

Fang Mu once asked him about the goals of the preliminary rating, and he acted calmly, but he didn't really care about it.

He wants to get an A.

Because Ling Xiao will definitely get an A.

He wanted to get closer to Ling Xiao.

The prelude is over.

Guanlan draped Fang Mu's shoulders, turned to look at the camera, and sang the first line:

"It seems that my smile has fascinated you."

The vocal instructor sat up straight suddenly, his expression gradually became serious, and he nodded secretly.

Ling Xiao folded his arms, looked at the close-up of Guanlan's face on the screen, and raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly.

It is obviously a sweet song, but Guanlan's expression is always indifferent. Only when his eyes look directly at the camera, will Ling Xiao feel a flicker of mind, like an illusion.

Expression management... basically no, but the voice is still nice.Ling Xiao made a judgment in his heart.

The main song part ended, and Wen Le and Fang Mu came to rap respectively. The concept of this song was very suitable for the young master Fang who had a girlish heart. Finally, the scene was heated up. The female tutor was amused by him many times. The male tutor next to him praised him for being cute.

Entering the chorus part, the treble is all due to Guanlan's carry:

"Actually, I know you miss me too, so do you want to be with me?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't listen to those sweet words, if you want to."

"Then please give me your hand!"

The last chorus of three people, the ending pose was designed by Fang Mu, kneeling on one knee, with one hand behind the back and the other making an inviting gesture.

"In the end we just did it like this...it worked out absolutely fine!"

Wen Le was a little embarrassed to say: "You don't think it's very..."

"Looks like a marriage proposal!" A trainee shouted.

The director gave the three of them a two-second shot very fairly. Wen Le and Fang Mu tilted their heads and smiled, looking like a child's joke.

And when the camera cut to Guanlan, the female instructor suddenly covered her eyes, fell backwards, and kept mumbling: "His expression is so serious, he almost wanted to agree..."

At the same moment, Ling Xiao's heart also "thumped", and his eyes immediately moved away uncomfortably.

When he wanted to sneak another look, the camera zoomed out.

PD cleared his throat, and was about to say something when he glanced at the script, his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

The instructor on the side frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

PD coughed lightly, and motioned him to look at the script with his eyes.

The instructor's expression was suddenly speechless, and he secretly slandered: Why didn't the director find out the strength of the contestants in advance?How do you say that now?

"What do you think of this stage?"

"Is it child's play?"

"How many people dream of this opportunity?"

……

The last line of the script:

Rating: 3F

PD raised his head and showed a perfect smile: "Why do you all want to come here?"

Fang Mu's and Wen Le's answers were similar, nothing more than having a heart to be an idol since childhood, wanting to train themselves and show everyone a brand new self, and so on.

The microphone passed to Guanlan.

Someone noticed that Guanlan was not wearing earphones for simultaneous interpretation.

The PD sent a message to the staff in the audience: "There is a child here without headphones..."

At this time, Guanlan suddenly spoke, in standard Korean pronunciation:

"I came here for one person."

The original curiosity about Guanlan's fluent Korean was completely attracted by this simple sentence.

For one person?For whom? PD?tutor?Trainee?

Or someone off the field?

When everyone's curiosity was lifted high, Guanlan turned the topic elsewhere:

"Besides, coming here, I also want to find the meaning of idols."

"The dance foundation is a little weak...the practice time should not be long." A certain instructor suddenly spoke with a cold face.

Guanlan lowered his eyes: "Well... only six months."

"Do you know where your biggest problem is?"

Guanlan raised his head again.

"Singing is not contagious...just dancing for the sake of dancing."

PD: "The following announces the results of your rating."

"Hey, didn't you say you wanted to get an A?" These words floated down from the high platform.

Director: "Who was talking just now? Quickly point the camera at him."

"Minami Hoshino? Isn't he Japanese? How do you know this person?" Many trainees had this question in their hearts.

Everyone was expecting that Minami Hoshino would say something more, but after he finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and stopped talking.

At this time, the translator came from the PD headset. He looked around, confirmed his eyes with the instructors, and asked patiently: "Guanlan contestant, do you have anything else to show?"

"Can I sing a song?"

PD nodded: "Yes."

After getting permission, Guanlan went straight to the piano placed in the corner.

Guanlan placed his hands on the keys and let out a soft breath.

It's a song he wrote himself, and he once played a demo of it to someone.

The soothing piano sound flowed quietly from the corner, and the two vocal instructors glanced at each other, confirming what each other thought: this is an original song.

The director gave Guanlan a hand close-up.

The fingers of Guanlan's hands were white and slender, walking freely on the keys, his eyes were slightly closed, and in the silence, he began to sing.

To the surprise of the instructors and trainees present, it was actually a Japanese song:

"If you never appeared in my life."

"Then life would be different."

"It's Japanese? Can he even speak Japanese?" a trainee gasped in admiration.

Minami Hoshino looked down at Guanlan seriously playing the piano in the corner, recalling the first time they met in Japan.

By then he had signed up for competitions, and while he was waiting for interviews, he would go to the practice room for a little dance every day.

It was raining outside the window, and Guanlan rushed in wet, with a few books in his arms, looking like a student who had just finished class, causing everyone in the practice room to cast suspicious glances at him.

"You're late, the door will be closed soon." Hoshino took the towel thrown by his teammates, wiped the sweat from the side of his neck, and said without raising his head.

"Holding, I'm sorry..." Before Guanlan could catch her breath, she turned around and wanted to leave

"Forget it, where do you want to go under such heavy rain?" Seeing Guanlan still standing at the door, Hoshino said, "Come in."

Hoshino watched him walk to the back very skillfully, and sat down against the wall, silently, as if he didn't intend to practice dancing.

He glanced at the book in Guanlan's hand by the way, it seemed to be related to the law.

Hoshino didn't bother him anymore, he clapped his hands and beckoned his friends to come and practice the dance they rehearsed a few more times.

During this period, Guanlan stayed quietly behind and watched their rehearsal.

During the break, Hoshino sat down next to Guanlan, unscrewed a bottle of water, and turned to look at him: "Hey, you didn't come here just to watch us rehearse, did you?"

Guanlan didn't answer, but asked instead: "Are you going to participate in "Road to the Stars" too?"

Hoshino nodded indifferently, and then reacted: "Are you also a contestant?"

With Hoshino looking him up and down, Guanlan coughed lightly: "I've signed up, I don't know if I can pass the audition."

Hoshino glanced at the book Guanlan put aside: "Are you still in school?"

Guanlan announced the name of a university, which aroused the amazement of the onlookers:

"Yo, so you are a high-achieving student?"

"Student masters are coming to compete with me these days." A certain trainee had an exaggerated expression, covering his face with his hands and wanting to fall on Hoshino Nan for warmth, but was stopped by the latter's cold eyes, and hid behind his partner and vomited Tongue out, "Hoshino-kun is so cold."

Hoshino's eyes turned back to Guanlan.

Guanlan is very thin, even through a layer of clothes, Hoshino can clearly see the outline of his collarbone.His skin seemed to have been exposed to the sun all year round, and his skin was morbidly white, with a gloomy aura shrouded in his whole body.

"You, haven't you practiced dancing before?" Hoshino's tone was very sure.

"En." Guanlan noticed Hoshino's lingering eyes on him, and retracted his fingers into the sleeves, only showing a little pale fingertips.

"Then at least watched the previous show?"

Guanlan's expression was a little confused: "What program?"

Minami Hoshino was speechless.

Where did this come from, Xiaobai?Even if such a person passes the audition, how far can he go?

The next day, when Minami Hoshino was training with other trainees, the soft sound of the piano could be faintly heard from the practice room next door.

"Hoshino-kun, go and have a look?" a trainee suggested.

Hoshino Minami nodded, and gently pushed the door open. A group of people hid behind the door and looked around. They only saw the thin figure playing the piano in the corner, and no one dared to go in.

The piano sound suddenly stopped.

The man turned to look at them, his clear and juan eyes made a group of straight male trainees speechless for a while.

It turned out to be the Xiaobai who didn't understand anything yesterday.

Hoshino came back to his senses first, and walked to his side: "Is this the preliminary rating performance you prepared?"

Guanlan nodded: "Can I get an A?"

Hoshino: "This alone is not enough." He then added, "You should know that being good at singing and dancing is the most basic professional quality of an idol."

Guanlan pursed her lips: "I... haven't danced before, is there still time to practice now?"

Hoshino raised his eyebrows: "What nonsense are you talking about? Six months is not enough for you to practice?"

"One more thing, if you can't dance well and go out, don't say that I, Hoshino Minami, taught you."

Memories gradually faded, and the song just sang the last line:

"I will always miss you until we meet again."

Wait until Guanlan strikes the last syllable.

"I take back what I said before," the male tutor praised, "Your voice is very special and very immersive."

"The following announces your rating results."

"The ones who got grade A are..."

"Tianhe Media, Guanlan."

The author has something to say:

CP fan: Did Xiaolan know each other today? [tears]

Author: The next chapter will be American Emperor!