I debuted on a talent show with my ex-boyfriend

Under the number plate of each first song, there is a white sticker, which represents the "little surprise" of this song, that is, the bonus item for the performance. The innovative choreography of the promotional song, as well as the re-editing of the lyrical song "Snow Country", and the senior's "Fighting the Typhoon" lead fans to learn a piece of cheering words on the spot to judge the superiority by momentum, the requirements of "Millennium Boys and Girls" It is even more wonderful:

Combining your life experience, take "My Boyhood" as the title, and sing your youth in the rap lyrics.The language is variable, the title is self-made, except for poetry, within 150 characters, the real name should be replaced by a pseudonym.

Zhou Wangyu sat cross-legged holding the name plate, looked at a group of generals under his command showing unimaginable expressions, and commented: "This momentum, this style, looks like a Beijing college entrance examination composition question."

Li Lingjing, who was sitting next to him, was obviously also a native of the imperial city. The back of his hand slapped the palm of his hand with a "snap", like a storyteller slapping a ruler, and said, "Isn't it?"

When Zhou Wangyu heard the friendly voice of this person, he sat down next to him and discussed with a group of people: "The original song is a Cantonese rap, and it talks about gags when I was in school. The choreography is not very demanding. The keynote of the next style, everyone writes the things about their childhood into the song and sings it separately, how about it?"

Li Lingjing: "I think it will work. Everyone, where are you from?"

Su Qiao, who was sitting next to him, was familiar with his originality, sighed, and introduced herself helplessly: "I am from Suzhou."

Yu Fei kept his distance and smiled politely: "Shandong people."

Yuan Hongshan, who folded his arms over there, said nothing. His face was famously handsome among trainees, and his personality was also notoriously unsociable. At first, he thought it was his own personality, but later found out He is sincere. He seems to have a bit of disdain for strangers. Adding in the feat of making Mentor Bei Jin half dead when he comes up, it is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Zhou Wangyu shrugged, and said to Fei Fuer: "Maybe this is the high-cold script of the male lead, just like the male lead in those TV dramas we watched when we were young."

Yuan Hongshan said abruptly: "I'm from Shanghai." His eyes were fixed on Zhou Wangyu, but he didn't know that the other party was not to be outdone, he waved a gentle and generous smile, and immediately replied: "We are here to choose the center. And the captain, Hirosugi, are you interested?"

Yuan Hongshan had a cold face, but he was calm: "Why not? Wangyu."

Su Qiao glanced at the two of them, and secretly said to Li Lingjing, "When did the two of them get so close?"

Li Lingjing blinked his eyes, he was a clear and smart person, and he did not forget to say something quietly to Su Qiao: "This is not a question of familiarity, it is called meeting on a narrow road and the brave wins. It's really thunderous all the way out of these two, and there are lightning sparks in the eyes of each other—"

Halfway through his speech, he received two cool eye knives at the same time.

Zhou Wangyu's face was full of kindness: "Let Li Lingjing be the captain."

Yuan Hongshan's face was full of kindness: "Second."

Yu Fei went out to peek at the progress of the next door, and was dragged back by the mournful Li Lingjing and the smiling Su Qiao, looked around, shrugged, and said, "As long as you don't choose me, everyone will have no doubts." The two characters are accentuated, which refers to fans who call the wind and rain and passers-by who follow the wind.

However, when he looked back, he saw Zhou Wangyu and Yuan Hongshan smirking at each other. The smiles were creepy, and there seemed to be dark clouds behind them. The green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right were enjoying themselves dancing with knives and guns. Once I saw a gentle and elegant veteran cadre showing such an expression, raised his chin, and asked, "Aren't they dealing with each other?"

Li Lingjing hurriedly saw the needle: "Yes, yes, that's really the point of the needle. Don't look at the smiles, it's a hidden murderous intention. Look at the information you pass back and forth, who knows that the next sentence, the next action will be fatal. You see, under these two great gods, we are a group of sick chickens."

Yu Fei couldn't help laughing: "...It's a pity that you don't become an announcer."

Su Qiao was just right: "So, this captain..."

Yu Fei: "I think Mr. Li is very suitable."

Li Lingjing choked like a river, and became a barrier lake that could not go up or down: "?"

The next door to "Millennium Boys and Girls" is the venue of "Song of the Next Song".

A lyrical song without choreography, after Jiang He played the song's MV, it revealed its former brilliance.The trainees in the lower circle gathered together to whisper, and some people were lamenting the fit of the song and the picture.The development of the so-called national style songs in these years can be said to have started in one day, but it was also a flash in the pan. After experiencing a flood of mixed good and bad, after the big waves washed away the sand, it became an unpopular one.

"Of course we also want to make an album like "Song Yang" or "Tang Yi", but it's not enough." Jiang He lay down on the ground to draw moving lines, while giving Tang Zhiyang and Leshi reference at any time, Tang Zhiyang sat cross-legged , humming lightly along with the lyrical poems released outside, Jiang He said again: "This is a poem, "Ming Fei Song Part One" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. Very lively and pleasing to the ear.”

Jiang He has a broad brow and broad face that is especially preferred by Chinese people. He has short hair combed back, a neat and clean forehead, and a little bit of a beautiful tip at the hairline. He has a refreshing and clean temperament, elegant and indifferent.Someone picked up on the Internet that he used to be the chief classical dancer of a well-known opera and dance theater. It is no wonder that even if he is lying on the floor, he is relaxed and easy-going even if others are careless.

Le Shi hugged his knees, touched his chin, and said, "In other words, the arrangement needs to be slightly modified to make it suitable for dancing?"

Tang Zhiyang rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said quietly: "This is really a big surprise."

Jiang He made a preliminary prototype, sat up, called the others to come over, and said, "Anyway, let's select the captain and C first."

Compared with other teams who fought alternately between hot and cold, they chose the experienced Jiang He as the captain with laughter and laughter. Although there were some twists and turns in the C position, they also decided the winner with the freestyle of dancing in turns. Tang Zhiyang got most of the votes .The content of the dance is a mirror copy of the part of Leshi, like a twin with its own strong style, and the sound of clapping and applauding makes another group of trainees who are devastated wait and see.

Jiang He was also surprised by this unusual tacit understanding. The three of them were dancers, and he was forced to be all-rounder by circumstances, doing many thankless tasks. Seeing the tacit actions of the two, the details were completely different. But he handled it harmoniously, he straightened his back slightly in surprise, and suggested: "Why don't you two start with the scene?"

Leshi didn't speak, and was still helpless for Tang Zhiyang's teasing cleverness. The other trainees were a little afraid of his calmness and calmness. Tang Zhiyang smiled, and he didn't know whether he agreed or disagreed. The words suddenly became cold.Those involved did not feel that there was anything wrong with the silence of a sentence, and more important revisions were imminent.

The choreography was thought about by three people all night. Each group had a small rest room like a broom room. After practice, they went to the bathroom to wash off their sweat, and went in to sleep on the spot. No one knew anyone. , suddenly there was a continuous ups and downs of snoring.Everyone has a different way of dealing with extreme stress. Others have a deep sleep, while others have insomnia when they are happy.

At three o'clock in the morning, he left the lounge.

There are also insomniacs like him in the corridor of the practice room. Ji Xia's air is suffocating and humid. He just stopped outside the door for a while. The back of Leshi's neck was covered with sweat, and he shook his neck gently back and forth. He walked so that the wind would pass through his chest, and the steps toward the practice room were almost instinctive, and he planned to go through the process again in the mirror.

This classroom originally belonged to Class F, remote and few people. Most people like to practice in Class A and Class B near the hot water room. The place is also brightly lit all year round. Tonight there is constant singing, sneakers and wooden floors. The sound of rubbing has a sharp and hoarse dragging sound, like a string of hot sweat from exhaustion.

But at the door of this classroom, everything is silent, and the night is still.

He pushed open the door, and there was an unexpected sound of "Dang". Le Shi was startled like a cat with its tail stepped on, and subconsciously took a step back nervously. The thing fell to the ground and made a vibrating buzz. Ming, it seems to be some kind of musical instrument with strings, a vague and strange figure leaned behind the door, and muttered drowsily: "Who is it..."

Le Shi stepped past this man in a strange posture, reached out and turned on the switch of the light by the door, and with a click, the room was illuminated.

Seeing clearly the face of the person who stayed overnight in the classroom of Class F, Le Shi fell silent: "..."

The other party dazedly reached out to catch the crooked guitar, as if it was him who fell. He showed an almost distorted expression of distress, and immediately hugged the instrument into his arms, and then stretched out his hand to cover the sudden strong light , rubbing the corners of his eyes and asked a second time: "Who, why are you here so late..."

Le Shi relaxed his shoulders because of this, and said without a trace of anger: "Me."

Yu Fei raised his face to look at him in shock, then lowered his head, rubbed his eyes vigorously, patted his sleepy face, hugged his guitar aggrievedly, and covered the smile lines of surprise in the corners of his eyes, He shook the neck of the violin again and again, with a thick nasal voice that had just woken up, and said in a low and tired voice: "Good evening."

Leshi implemented the basic attitude of indifference and indifference, and carried forward the spirit of ignoring this ex-boyfriend no matter what, even though as soon as he saw his face, he would have a headache and think of the untimely phone call. He came as soon as he opened his mouth, what's more, he had already tried to get rid of the vivid and frightening influence of that sentence, the moment he saw Yu Fei, there was still a chord-like buzzing in his heart.

One jump, one stop, and infinite echo.

The dance of "Sai Xia Song" is always a bit like the "Seven People" he has seen with his own eyes in the N list and was deeply shocked. On one side is a madman drinking in a bamboo forest, and on the other is an eagle flapping his wings From a classical point of view, Jiang He has remodeled the hip-pop elements, which increases the difficulty of the dance, but it also adds to the joy of stretching and the dripping feeling of soaring.

Others couldn't see it, but Leshi could. Jiang He held his breath, unwilling and unwilling to admit defeat.

It's a pity that this version is too tiring to jump down. In addition to the change of position and the explosion of the aria, it is simply a fantasy to achieve full open mic. The choreography also needs to be discussed with the teachers in the recording studio. Even so, after the first dance went down, I was still sweating profusely during the music, and my back was soaked.

Holding on to the dance mirror, he panted slowly, and while pressing the material on his chest to his heart, he hastily wiped off his sweat. Looking over from Yu Fei's angle, he could see half of the waistline that was pulled away intentionally or unintentionally. It is faintly retracted at the hip bone, and when the abdomen rises and falls violently with breathing, it is like a glacier and snow peak in the geological movement period.

Le Shi must have never noticed that the sex appeal he showed in a calm and self-possessed man was always inadvertently glimpsed.Maybe it's the sweaty waist, maybe it's the tense, slightly upturned neck, and the Adam's apple moves slightly with the sigh-like breathing.Yu Fei lowered his head.

The feeling for him is the deepest part of the fiery heart, like a shadow, a darkly burning black flame, bringing a sense of thirst in the throat, as if singing all the fancy songs with complicated skills, Yu Fei attributes this reaction to the initial awakening Extremely tired, he clapped his hands lightly twice, and praised: "The choreography is very good, what about the tune?"

Le Shi took a breath and replied, "I didn't."

Yu Fei hit the nail on the head: "Do you want to have the style of "Seven People"? It may be difficult to sing on the mic—don't be angry." The other party looked at him more fiercely than before, and he didn't know what he did to offend him a few days ago——

He later found out that he had called Leshi. After all, when he passed out, the call log had three big characters "My Leshi" written on it. From this, he thought that he would go shopping at the South Gate and play a flash mob as a cameo. Before he was discovered, he got into the fried chicken shop he often went to, and his memory was blank afterwards.

Probably at that time I said something that shouldn't be said.

He can think of it with ten fingers, and what he shouldn't say is nothing more than sorry, what's more, I like you.

It was a whole-hearted privilege that only the drunken self could get.

"It's not a group thing, so I won't mention it, so as not to be suspected of insinuating. Let's talk about our group thing. I have to write lyrics, write about my boyhood. Everyone spreads, the composition topic." He is honest back, checking the pitch of the guitar, fortunately there was nothing wrong with the fall, he cleared his throat, hummed twice, smiled at Le Shi, and said, "My boyhood..."

The lively strumming of the guitar is like a sunbeam opening the curtain. Yu Fei is not a rapper, but as the saying goes, every lead singer has a heart for rapping. Focusing on the strings, with a serious and affectionate expression, with a lonely feeling of looking at a lover, the hoarse lyrics fly freely: "My story began in that summer, and all the rain gathered in the high temperature."

"All the practice day after day, I think life and destiny is year after year.

Suddenly, a peer came from ordinary life and told me what is madness and what is love.

From the corner of the South Gate to the West Street shopping district, we feel that there is something that can change the world.

Like Hope can bring hope, our music can be like rain, we escape from the blood, sweat and tears of life.

My story continues into this summer, when my former staunch support suddenly became completely different from mine.

I leave hope, go my separate ways, my boy, where do I find it?

This road turned out to be day after day, year after year, unwilling to be ordinary, and suffering from insomnia every night. "

He raised his eyes and looked at Le Shi with a smile.

"But I still remember the year of love and madness, someone once crowned my youth."

The room was silent.

Le Shi frowned, let out a sigh of relief, and his voice was still cold: "Trainee Yu Fei, you will be eliminated in the first round like this, do you understand?"

Of course, if the tips of his ears hadn't turned red and the end of his words hadn't trembled slightly, then this sentence must have qualified as a pot of cold water.

Yu Fei replied with a smile: "I know it well."

The author says:

I'm finally back with an update from the end of term and all sorts of messy tutor errands.

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