I debuted on a talent show with my ex-boyfriend

Leshi stayed all night in the practice room of Class F. When the sky was just being polished, he buried himself in his curled arms and fell asleep with his elbow on his pillow. He slept for about two hours. When he woke up, Yu Fei was no longer there. The aftertaste of the dream tore away the feeling of headache.There is a cup of soy milk and a rice ball with teriyaki chicken, and there is a layer of fresh and lively heat in the bright morning sun.

He went back to the dormitory, took a cold shower, and at the same time woke up Wan Xing who was struggling with the alarm clock. The latter was wearing a blindfold with his eyes wide open, and he was chanting the vague "good friend, We have to cherish, I am a friend star", in crappy plastic Cantonese, it sounds that the output is mutated from the mouth of his good roommate and team member Ren Fengfeng.

Ren Fengfeng seemed to have a mysterious feeling, and sat up in shock while dying: "I am Doudle-wind, and no one is strong enough for me!"

Leshi: "..."

Tang Zhiyang came back while he was brushing his hair, just in time to see the scene where the two live treasures in the dormitory were singing "Who is the handsome guy in the 21st century, That'suandme!" Feng's little yellow duck pants have nothing to do with the pretty boy Feng Niuma, he smiled secretly while taking off his clothes, sighed a lot when he was happy, and moved a little farther away.

Tang Zhiyang couldn't help laughing, and joked from a distance with his shirtless shirt: "Hey, the bright dislike is written all over his face, he is a trainee when he is happy. You should think about it, as expected of the 213 dormitory, it might not be such a harmonious society to put it in someone else's place."

It's harmonious, yelling early in the morning, shirtless and howling idols running all over the ground.With a strange habit and impatience in Leshi, he tried his best to hold on until Ren Fengfeng and Wanxing exhausted all their inexhaustible excess energy, and brushed their teeth side by side in front of the sink with their elbows fighting, with surprisingly consistent movements Puffing cheeks, bowing their heads and spitting bubbles, pointing and mocking each other's Santa Claus images, and finally laughing heartlessly, it really confirmed the plump image of a three-year-old child.

Leshi sat on the edge of Tang Zhiyang's bed in the lower bunk, the sun came in from the window, and laughter filled his ears. Only then did he realize that he had long been used to this kind of collective life. When he first entered the training ground, he was indifferent and independent. , I only think that the dormitory is a necessary place for rest, and the quality of interpersonal relationships is not in the scope of consideration. It is only a half-year gathering, so there is no need to bother with management.

But at this moment, some indescribable warmth welled up in his heart, like a silent but tender stream.He was feeling very moved in his heart, when he saw Tang Zhiyang coming out of the shower wearing a pair of underpants very unrestrainedly, Ren Fengfeng laughed, and slapped the beautiful and neatly shaped abs, covering his face Be careful:

"Oops, there are eight yuan, I'm dead!"

Tang Zhiyang raised his eyebrows, and smiled gently and forgivingly: "I don't mind if you touch it longer."

Fortunately, he was eager to try, and there was another loud "pop": "I'm coming too! It's over, this figure, Ah Wei is dead!"

Leshi: "..."

Wan Xing and Ren Fengfeng withdrew their paws, turned their heads to look at him with glowing eyes, and smiled meaningfully.

The corner of Le Shi's right eye twitched ominously, he clasped his fingers together, and his joints made a dangerously loud snap. He had never spoken to others in such a warm, natural, gentle and laughing voice:

"I advise you to cherish life."

However, the whole day's training did not go so smoothly, Yu Fei's reminder in the early morning was right.

difficult.

Difficulty comes from all aspects, interlocking and interlocking, affecting the whole body.

Since the HopE fire, countless men’s groups have intended to copy and reproduce their song style, but in almost all-round imitation, no one can complete the brilliant regeneration, those active and moving notes cannot be copied, and the interpretation of the song, The seven people who regard music as their life are also unparalleled in the world.

The dance choreographed according to the style of the predecessors can indeed achieve good results under ideal conditions.But the problem is - the sign of having more than enough energy but not enough energy, started from the first unified choreography, everyone's learning ability is limited, as creators, he, Tang Zhiyang, and Jiang He naturally took advantage of their experience. But this does not mean that other people can quickly break down and digest.

Disagreement arises from this.

It started from the fact that a trainee in the lower circle fainted from hypoglycemia during practice, and tactfully asked Tang Zhiyang a question of excessive intensity during the rest.

"This is still not the level of the lyrics. I really can't imagine how much pressure it will be if I still have to speak..."

The team member who was handing cold towels and sports drinks also said: "I think the movements in the first 2 minutes were too intensive..."

Hearing the news, Jiang He hurried over to confirm the trainee's physical condition. After hearing the feedback, he showed a very embarrassed and hesitant expression. As a plan for the movement line, he made plans in the first half Because of the dramatic nature of this piece, which is quite different from other dance music, physical exertion in the first half is almost necessary.

Jiang He explained: "This song...in the beginning, I wanted to express the healthy and energetic characteristics of the teenagers outside the Great Wall, so the pace will be relatively tight and the movements will be more complicated. Only when each movement is full can you be brave and good at fighting. The sense of vigor that is not afraid of everything...it is hard to let go."

Tang Zhiyang touched the top of the hair of the exhausted team member, pursed his lips, and discussed: "At least reduce some walking, or buffer a little in the second half. Lele, what do you think?"

Le Shi coughed twice, his voice a little dull: "Well, I think so too."

Jiang He didn't speak, but just nodded, with a slight disappointment on his face.

This Yu Fei happened to come over and told them that it was their turn to use the equipment in the recording studio, and that they could start talking with the teachers in the recording studio about the specific matters of arrangement.As usual, when he was paying attention to Le, he found that the other party was a little absent-minded, and his complexion was not good. It seemed that he had been awake all night last night, and his mental state had declined.

He showed a look of remorse, and instead of singing smartly, it is better to urge him to go to bed early.

Tang Zhiyang also noticed it, and said with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's just staying up late, it's okay." Leshi replied, but the discomfort in his throat got worse over time, as if he had swallowed dandelion-like flocs, and the dry and itchy feeling was squeezed on the bottom of his tongue, and his eyebrows frowned , Suppressing this strange omen, he is really tired these few days, probably traveling thousands of miles back and forth, which made him a little stressed, Le Shi said: "Just go back and take some medicine."

Compared to this, he was more worried about the state of his voice and that he couldn't record the sound.

Originally, vocal was not his forte. At least there are sound repair equipment in the shed, which is a life-saving straw.

After the recording part was over, even he himself had to admit that his state slipped into the bottom without knowing it.

"I think you need to go to the infirmary."

After testing the temperature of Leshi's forehead with the back of his hand, Tang Zhiyang came to the conclusion that he had a fever.

Time ran forward without waiting. During the short week of preparation, many people had more or less physical problems. Although Leshi took time to hang water in the infirmary every night, the low-grade fever lingered , The choreographer here is always indecisive, and the situation occurs frequently, so that when the instructor checks three days before the competition, some people still take the wrong steps because they are not familiar with the dance, and because the instructor is too strict and solemn. A case of repeated mistakes.

In comparison, the other group of trainees who also chose "The Next Song" and practiced steadily and steadily, received praise and praise, which is a stark contrast to the public punishment. Bei Jin is even more blunt:

"I think if this goes on, this group of trainees in the lower circle will definitely win the previous group. Sometimes the high-ranking circle can't represent anything. The difference between being ambitious and being down-to-earth is always obvious. There are two days left. I hope that during the rehearsal, everyone will not disappoint me."

At the end of the review, she mentioned Le Shi: "I remember who you are... To be honest, I still feel quite disappointed when I think of your performance in the past. In terms of vocal music, it can be said that it is not as good as before."

The air pressure in the group was as low as freezing point, Leshi went to wash his face, turned around and opened the door of the lounge, and dragged people out one by one, his strength was a little weak, but his arms hurt from being clenched, Tang Zhiyang gave his hot palm a meal , several trainees were even more surprised, only to hear him blurt out a word calmly and hoarsely: "Practice."

Jiang He sat in the corner of the rest room without moving.

Leshi didn't persuade or force him, and he didn't have the strength to pull him out, so he led them to close the door.

It was already the night before the rehearsal.

The mobile phones are distributed to the trainees in the evening, which is a small part of the pre-match warm-up prepared by the program group: make a call to family members who have not been in touch for a long time, chat and relax.

Although the terrified team members practiced for a day, they were still in fear. Taking advantage of Jiang He's time to record the warm-up before the game, they clutched their mobile phones and whispered in the lounge: "What will we do if the leader doesn't return to the team?"

Tang Zhiyang was sitting beside Le Shi, with his arms folded, his head resting on his shoulder, his eyes closed and his breathing sounded muddy and heavy, as if he was leaning on a piece of red coal in a raging fire, Tang Zhiyang shook him His hands, those hands are no longer hot and hot, but as cold as stiff ice that cannot be covered.

"Lele..."

Le Shi broke away from his hand, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine. After the recording of the show, go back and practice for a while."

"Forget it..." Tang Zhiyang sighed, it was the first time he had seen Le Shi's coldness and stubbornness, as if he would not turn back until he hit the south wall to death, he was very anxious, but he couldn't directly knock people out When I went back, I had to half persuade and half coax: "You will take the medicine and sleep here for a while. I will call you at night. At eight o'clock, you can sleep for two hours, okay?"

"...Seven o'clock."

"Okay, you said seven o'clock is seven o'clock."

When Leshi stood up, he swayed without a trace, and immediately supported the wall beside him. He stretched his frowning brows twice, and finally relaxed. He tried his best to look cool and calm. , sat down in the warmly furnished small room, and dialed the phone number at home.

There are pictures of different trainees when they were young on the walls of the room. Most of them have turned yellow and old. Their parents are clustered around them, smiling with white lips and teeth. It is a moving situation. It is no wonder that many trainees leave with tears in their eyes. , Memories are always the catalyst that can create embarrassing feelings and tenacious determination. The staff spoke softly and said "Thanks for your hard work" with a smile on their faces.

Le Shi smiled politely and opened the address book.

"Hello, the call you made is temporarily unanswered..."

He shrugged at the supervisor behind the camera and shook his head slightly.But the staff was persistent and said, "What about the other family members' phones? You can try mobile phones, landlines, etc."

Landlines are never answered.

His hand paused at the end of the address book, except for Yu Fei's number, only the word "Dad" remained.

When Le Shi looked at this word, the overlap of phantoms made his temples twitch suddenly, with a feeling of burning and heartbeat, he closed his eyes, pressed the word, and there was only one sound, the signal The sound of breathing behind the earpiece is clearly audible, and the rumbling heartbeat is still.

"dad."

He heard his own voice, hoarse and intonation, as if the twists and turns of the words were removed and stripped, so strange that it was difficult to distinguish.

"I thought you wouldn't be calling home."

The moment he heard the voice, his eyes dimmed, and his cold palm squeezed the body of the phone, but he felt that the heat inside the metal shell was almost burning him, and his wrist trembled slightly.In front of him was the flashing red light of the camera, sending out the signal being recorded, showing all the details of his expressions and movements at a glance.

"I've watched all your shows."

Hoarse and low, with no distinction between joy and sorrow, but an extremely dignified voice.

"If the so-called 'dream' or 'future' that you pursue without hesitating to sever the relationship is something like this. Then I can only say... I am very disappointed. Leshi, I am very disappointed. My son, Now it’s time to study hard on the campus of the university, not show your face on the live broadcast of the media and show off your face.”

"The path you chose is the wrong path, and your life is also the wrong one. Give up as soon as possible and go home. I will not admit that the person on the screen is my son."

It seems that they have decided that they have nothing to say to each other, and the connection on the other end is severed without any hesitation.

Surrounded by warm old photos, Le Shi seemed to straighten his back a little awkwardly, and let out a trembling breath, as if he had completed a heavy and embarrassing task, his lips trembled slightly, and then they were tightly pursed, Immediately, he showed a humble and polite smile to the silent staff.

"can I go now?"

After another six months, one year, ten years, or 20 years, the answer will be the same, there is no justification, there is no doubt about it.

He shouldn't have expected that answer.

The supervisor at the other end was obviously panicked. They had seen playing and laughing with their family members, and also been moved to tears, but it was the first time they heard such a merciless and decisive answer, and the trainee in front of them laughed peacefully. Quiet, even though the light in his eyes was trembling violently, he was still supporting the ice shell that was about to shatter.

"Okay, okay...you can leave, go back and have a good rest, race, fight..."

Le Shi turned around, bowed deeply to them, and said in a low voice, "Thank you supervisor."

He closed the door of the recording room and walked towards the practice room without any hesitation.

Nothing can be accomplished overnight, everything is to move forward with a heavy load, no matter how ups and downs, the game is close at hand.

He had to close the door to the past and move on, even though there was no star or light ahead, maybe it was a bright and smooth road, or maybe it was an abyss.

The author says:

I didn't expect that I could update two today.

I also want to write the next chapter or the next chapter of the competition QAQ as soon as possible. Although the words do not express the meaning, I still want to write enough space.

Little angels who are familiar with Cantonese may know that Jin reads "ging" in the dialect, so it is also an inexplicable rhyme... (?)