Self-cultivation of professional idols

"Why are you still here?" The roommate went back to the dormitory to touch up her makeup, and looked suspiciously at Guanlan who was sitting on the bed reading a book.

"What's wrong?" Guanlan put away the book, "I remember there was no announcement today."

"Oh, by the way," the roommate held his forehead, "There is a short notice today that there is a material to be recorded."

"Isn't the self-introduction recorded?"

"It's not a self-introduction, it's a horror box." The roommate's face was not very natural, probably a little scared, "I hope I didn't touch some slimy animal."

"Also," the roommate was about to go out, and then remembered something and turned to remind Guanlan, "Two people in the horror box, don't forget to check the group."

Guanlan went to the bulletin board to look for his name, and his eyes suddenly stopped on a name.

Group 22

When Guanlan came to the recording preparation room, several groups of people had already arrived.Several of them cast doubtful glances at him.

Against these inexplicable gazes, Guanlan looked around for his team members, and saw Ling Xiao in the corner who was resting with his eyes closed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, Ling Xiao immediately opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Guanlan's face, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"What, what's the matter? What's the problem?" Guanlan couldn't bear Ling Xiao's gaze, lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

Ling Xiao suddenly leaned over to get close to Guanlan's ear, and the slight heat made Guanlan's ear burnt up: "You are indeed very good-looking...but,"

Ling Xiao's low laughter sounded in his ears, causing Guanlan to tighten his clothes suddenly:

"Are you sure the element is on camera?"

When Guanlan looked at Ling Xiao, the latter had already restrained his smile, sat up straight, and looked indifferent.

"Then I..." Guanlan was about to say something, but the recording team had already called their group number: "Group 22 is ready."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao immediately strode towards the recording room, without any intention of waiting for Guanlan.

Guanlan followed Ling Xiao silently and came to the recording room.

The photographer gestured that they could start introducing themselves.

Ling Xiao immediately raised a standard smile: "Hello Starlight producers! I am Ling Xiao, a trainee from Fengrui Entertainment." After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Guanlan.

Guanlan was dazzled by his bright smiling face, and hurriedly answered: "Everyone, hello producers! I'm Guanlan from Tianhe Media."

The staff stepped forward to remove the baffle of the horror box. Taking advantage of this opening, Ling Xiao quietly approached Guanlan: "My face is not a camera, what do you introduce by looking at my face?"

Guanlan looked up with a "huh", only to see that Ling Xiao didn't look at him, but just pretended to be arranging his clothes.He looked at the camera nervously again, wondering whether his performance just now was really as Ling Xiao said.

The staff pressed the countdown by the table, Guanlan and Ling Xiao separated from each other, and each stretched an arm into the box.

Ling Xiao frowned, with an unnatural expression, stretching and shrinking his hands in the box.

And Guanlan stretched his entire arm in, and touched Ling Xiao's fingertips unexpectedly.

Ling Xiao withdrew his hand abruptly, and stared at Guanlan with wide eyes.

"Holding, I'm sorry." Guanlan lowered her head and apologized, her hands were still groping in the box.

"What did you touch?" Ling Xiao asked suddenly.

"A little hairy..."

Ling Xiao paused when he reached into the box again, and began to wonder whether he should continue to touch it.

"It seems to be alive." Guanlan added.

Ling Xiao secretly swallowed his saliva, and retracted his hand a little without showing a trace.

Guanlan's expression suddenly became clear, and he turned to the photographer and asked, "Is it a chicken?"

Staff: "The answer is correct."

There are still 30 seconds left before the countdown.

Ling Xiao took the mask and put it on voluntarily, while Guanlan held up a sign with his own information:

"I'm Guanlan, a trainee of Tianhe Media, and I'm positioned as vocal."

He glanced at the countdown, then at Ling Xiao, then turned to face the camera:

"Ling Xiao from Fengrui Entertainment standing next to me,"

Ling Xiao turned his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't quite understand why Guanlan wanted to introduce himself in such a short time.

Guanlan pretended not to notice Ling Xiao's gaze, and gradually speeded up his speech:

"Excellent appearance, strong dancer, please pick us a lot! Thank you!"

At the last second, Guanlan finished everything and bowed to the camera, Ling Xiao followed him and bowed to the camera.

Walking out of the recording room, Ling Xiao's smile in front of the camera immediately turned cold.

"Do you think I'll appreciate you if you do this?"

Guanlan stopped, frowned and looked at him: "I..."

Ling Xiao interrupted him, and said surprisingly: "Or...do you want to do business with me?"

"I do not……"

"Then let me tell you..." Ling Xiao supported his shoulders, seeming to be intimate, but in fact, every word he uttered seemed to contain ice in his heart, until Guanlan felt cold:

"Don't even think about it."

Guanlan looked at the back of Ling Xiao striding away, and stood in a daze for a long time, until he was reminded by other trainees:

"Guanlan? Why are you still standing here? Ready for training."

"okay."

When Guanlan finished changing and walked into the practice room of Class A, Minami Hoshino was sitting cross-legged on the floor reading the lyrics, while Ling Xiao was discussing the movement details of the theme song with another Chinese trainee.

He nodded to Hoshino Nan as a greeting, and then walked silently to the corner to practice the theme song dance alone.

When Guanlan first came in, Ling Xiao had already noticed him, and the voice of talking with his companion paused slightly, and then continued to discuss a dance move with his companion without seeming to be affected at all.

From the mirror, Ling Xiao saw Guanlan practicing dancing alone in the back, and he didn't know what he was hiding.

Dodge the camera?

How many people performed desperately, even pretended to be crazy, and wanted to get one more shot for themselves.Fortunately, he looked at the camera like a scourge. This kind of person probably didn't even know how he was eliminated in the end.

Just like...myself many years ago.

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth curled into a slightly mocking smile.

Ling Xiao practiced dancing in front of the video, and all of his peripheral vision was the clumsy figure in the corner.

Feeling a little restless, Ling Xiao simply walked to the back of the practice room and began to recite the lyrics.

But his eyes always involuntarily pass through the gaps between the pages and fall on Guanlan.

Gradually, his expression became serious, and in the end he was even a little surprised.

Although the movement connection is very incoherent, not only the movements are all recorded correctly, but the degree of completion is also good.

He was very sure that all the movements Guanlan did just now were all in his recollection, but the teacher obviously only demonstrated it completely twice, or...

Someone secretly started a small stove for him?

Ling Xiao's eyes quietly turned to Hoshino Nan again.

Hoshino Nan always felt that a line of sight always fell on him vaguely, and when he turned his head, his gaze collided with Ling Xiao in mid-air.

The latter immediately raised the lyrics in his hands unnaturally, half covering his face.

Hoshino Minami cocked the corner of her mouth, and turned back again.

At this moment, the door of the practice room opened.

The vocal instructor poked his head out from behind the door: "Hello, everyone! It seems that they are all training seriously."

"Hello, mentor!" The trainees bowed politely.

"How's your practice going?"

The trainee who was asked was at a loss for words for a while, and he hesitated for a while before saying: "It's okay..."

The instructor saw the embarrassment of the trainees at a glance: "Is it because of language problems?"

Most of the trainees nodded.

"Well, it's really challenging to memorize three languages." The instructor propped his chin and said slowly, "But if you can't even do this well, how can you make your debut?"

The trainees looked dignified and bowed their heads in silence.

"Guanlan trainee." The instructor suddenly called his name.

Standing in the back row, Guanlan tilted her head when she heard the words: "Call me?"

The instructor smiled: "Come here."

The trainees around made way for him, and Guanlan went straight to the piano.

"I heard that the Guanlan trainees have a good command of the three languages."

"Actually not..." Guanlan whispered.

The instructor only thought he was being modest: "Then please demonstrate it to everyone, and I will accompany you."

Guanlan nodded and quietly took a deep breath.

After the instructor finished playing the prelude, Guanlan got stuck and entered the main song:

"The spotlights flickered overhead, cheers and applause roared off the stage."

The core keyword of this year's theme song is not to forget the original intention.The style of music takes into account vitality and lyrical beauty, and the choreography is also quite difficult.

The theme song is the first appearance of the trainees in front of the producer, and everyone will go all out to strive for perfection.

After Guanlan sang the last note, all the trainees present applauded.

The instructor also nodded, with an encouraging smile in his smile: "It would be great if we can do what we are doing now when we re-evaluate."

Then the instructor turned to the other trainees: "I know that everyone is in a competitive relationship with each other, but, on this road, there are no like-minded comrades-in-arms, and one person alone cannot go far."

The rest of the trainees were thoughtful, but Ling Xiao lowered his head, his eyes slowly showing disdain.

After all, in this game, they are all opponents, and feelings and so on are unnecessary burdens for me.

Guanlan has been watching Ling Xiao quietly from the sidelines, and seeing his expressionless face, she has an indescribable feeling in her heart.

The instructor took them to practice for a while, and when it was time for dinner, the trainees dispersed.

Ling Xiao suddenly stopped Guanlan: "Hey, wait."

Guanlan seemed surprised: "What's wrong?"

Ling Xiao took a step forward and approached him: "Your rating will definitely be rejected based on your current dancing level."

Guanlan lowered her eyes, staring at Ling Xiao's shoe toe in silence.

"I can teach you how to dance."

Guanlan raised his head in disbelief, with surprise in his eyes.

Looking at the gradually widening smile at the corner of his mouth, Ling Xiao felt an unknown irritability in his heart: "It's not for nothing to teach you."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Aren't you good at both Korean and Japanese?" Ling Xiao glanced at him lightly.

The implication could not be more obvious.

Guanlan took out a piece of paper folded into small squares from his pocket and handed it to Ling Xiao.

"Well, this is the lyrics, and I have already noted the pronunciation in advance."

Ling Xiao took it but didn't open it, and played with it between his fingertips, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"You, don't get me wrong, I originally planned to give this to Hoshino-kun."

Sure enough it was him.

Ling Xiao returned to his previous expressionless state: "Don't give this to him again in the future."

"But he helped me before..."

Ling Xiao suddenly interrupted him: "Do you not understand Chinese?"

"I said, I will teach your dance in the future."