The Entertainment Circle is Mine

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The night is already deep.

Xu Zhexing patted the ash on his buttocks and stood up: Brother, I'll take you back.

Cen Feng laughed: You send me?

She nodded happily: Yes, the camp is very safe. I'll take you to the downstairs of the dormitory, and then walk around and come back, and you can reward yourself for a while.

She said so, and he didn't refuse again: Okay, let's go.

The two walked towards the dormitory together, and the cool white moonlight stretched their shadows very long.

Xu Zhexing jumped beside him: Brother, have you thought about performing on the solo stage?

He shook his head: Not yet. He paused and asked again, What do you want to see?

Xu Zhexing: I can do it. You just stand on the stage without doing anything and I can watch it for two hours.

Cen Feng: ...

Xu Zhaixing tilted his head and glanced at him embarrassedly: Brother, do you think I'm very crazy?

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he paced slowly, the moonlight shrouded his slender figure, with a kind of unbridled arrogance, but his voice was gentle: No.

Xu Zhaixing was so fascinated again that he couldn't bear to look at him, and almost hit a telephone pole. Cen Feng reached out and pulled her in time.

Xu Zhexing didn't stand still, the bridge of his nose hit his arm, and he groaned in pain.

Cen Feng was funny and helpless: Look at the road.

She covered her nose and muttered, It's all your fault for being so good-looking.

He looked up at the moon, with a smile on his lips, and nodded his head in a serious way: Well, blame me.

It was the first time that Xu Zhaixing was amused by him, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

The dormitory is not far from the cafeteria, and it didn't take long to walk there. Xu Zhexing did not enter the monitoring area of ​​the dormitory, but stopped in the distance and waved to him obediently: Good night brother, rest early.

He whispered, Good night.

He turned around and walked towards the dormitory. After a few steps, Xu Jiexing shouted again: Brother. Cen Feng turned around and said, Huh?

She stood under the street lamp behind her, raised her hands above her head, and looked at him with a bright smile, I love you.

His heart trembled violently.

In fact, he understood what she meant by love. Just like how the kites shouted We love you over and over again at the performance tonight, it is the unconditional support and love of fans for idols.

But he was still in a place where she couldn't see, clenching his palm.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared from sight that Xu Zhexing finally put down his hands contentedly, turned around and walked away with happy little steps.

In the dormitory building, Cen Feng was still waiting for the elevator.

Before the elevator reached the first floor, he heard a loud noise inside. Sure enough, as soon as the door opened, the three people in dormitory 302, plus Ying Xuze, who was slanted and put on a coat, were all inside.

When the elevator door opened, Ying Xuze was criticizing Zhou Mingyu: The recording camp is very safe. Brother Feng can't have an accident. Why was Zhou Mingyu captured by aliens? You should watch less sci-fi movies all day long!

Cen Feng: ...

As soon as several people saw him, their hurried expressions disappeared, and they shouted: Brother Feng, you are finally back! Zhou Mingyu said that you were taken away by aliens!

Are you in a bad mood? Why did the distraction take so long? We were just talking to come to you.

Brother Feng, why are your neck and ears so red? Did you catch a cold and have a fever?

Cen Feng pushed all four of them into the elevator with a headache, Shut up, it's so noisy.

A few people were laughing and joking in the elevator, Ying Xuze said: They came knocking on the door just now, waking up Fu Xingyan, and the slippers hit the door. Anyway, I don't dare to go back now, in case it happens again I woke up Fu Xingyan, what should he do if he hit me. I'm going to sleep in your dormitory!

Shi Ran: The single toilet is reserved for you, please use it.

Ying Xuze looked at Cen Feng pitifully: Brother Feng...

Cen Feng was expressionless: Don't even think about it.

The last four people carried him back to his own dormitory, and Fu Xingyan threw another slipper as expected.

Early the next morning, the 30 trainees who were eliminated packed their bags and prepared to leave. No one slept in, so we saw off collectively.

Many dorms have empty beds.

Ying Xuze looked at the local 302 still full, and said regretfully, Why didn't anyone in your dormitory be eliminated? Otherwise, I can move in and live with Brother Feng.

Then he was beaten by Zhou Mingyu and Shi Ran.

Ying Xuze held his head and fled: How dare you hit the emperor! I chop off your heads!

Shi Ran snorted coldly: You won't be sitting on the throne for long, and you will definitely be replaced by Brother Feng when you announce the ranking next time!

The bedroom was smoky, and Cen Feng covered his head with a pillow and fell on the bed reluctantly.

After the first performance, the remaining 70 trainees received another two days of training, and then began the fourth recording. In this recording, in addition to the ten solo stages, the remaining 60 people will form six groups, and each group will be evaluated by ten people.

The rules this time are different from the last time. The last time was a lottery decision, which was all based on providence and luck. This time, it is based on ranking. Except for the ten soloists, six performances will be selected according to the ranking.

track. Each performance piece can only accommodate ten people, and the selection will stop when full.

Six of the top nine debuts have solo stages. Fu Xingyan missed the solo stage by five votes because he was in the same group as Ying Xuze in the last issue. This choice is not public, and no one knows which song he will choose.

Zhou Mingyu was a little shy, this time Cen Feng was not with him, he felt like Xiaoying had left Mother Eagle, weak, pitiful and helpless, he pulled Cen Feng's sleeve and asked nervously, Which should I choose? first?

Cen Feng recalled the clips of the six songs just now, and said softly: Wish is the easiest.

Isn't that vocal? Zhou Mingyu wanted to cry without tears, I can't even sing.

Shi Ran couldn't listen anymore: Speak as if you can dance and rap. Brother Feng will take care of you for the rest of your life. Make your own decisions!

Zhou Mingyu pouted and did not speak, and thought for himself.

Shi Ran rubbed his hands together excitedly. He ranked high this time. Among the six songs, there is also a rap that suits him very well, and he should be able to choose.

After the song selection was over, everyone walked to the stage in groups to see their choices.

Zhou Mingyu actually did not choose Wish, but joined Fu Xingyan and chose Forest Rhapsody, which requires high duet singing and dancing. As a vocal, He Sinian chose Wish conservatively, while Shi Ran chose to sing Walker.

Shi Ran squeaked twice and called Zhou Mingyu from the team next to him: You are poisonous, what Forest Rhapsody should you choose?

Zhou Mingyu had a high-spirited look on his face: You have to step out of your comfort zone and have the courage to challenge yourself! Otherwise, I will never be able to progress!

Shi Ran: ...just be happy, don't ask Brother Feng then.

After the grouping, everyone went back to the classroom for training. The ten solo stage trainees were in the same classroom this time, and they needed to discuss their own repertoire and style with the program group before conducting targeted training. Ying Xuze was as happy as a two-hundred-pound fat man: I'm finally in the same class as Brother Feng!!!

In addition to Zhao Jinjin, the other four mentors came to the solo group. Everyone sat on the ground in a circle and began to discuss their own styles.

Everyone has their own ideas, and most of them have to be formulated according to the type they are good at. Among the ten people, there are vocals, rappers, and dancers. Through these recordings, the instructor knows a lot about them, and they all gave pertinent suggestions.

When it was Cen Feng's turn, it was a little cold.

In fact, so far, no one has seen his real and complete performance. I know that he has strength, but no one knows how strong his strength is and what he is best at.

As a vocal, now I am very optimistic about Cen Feng's voice, but I hope he can sing a song quietly to show his singing skills.

Ning Sile disagreed: What you need now is to show the audience your strengths in all directions. I think the singing and dancing stage may be more suitable for this performance, and it can stimulate the audience's emotions more.

He nodded, not knowing what to think, and asked in a low voice, Is my song okay?

Shi Lin was shocked: You can write songs?

He nodded: Well, I wrote it before, it may be more suitable for this stage.

Ning Sile smiled and said, Of course if it's suitable, do you have a sample? Let us hear it.

Cen Feng was silent for a while: No. The songs were all written in the last life. He has never touched a composition in this life. He looked up at the electronic organ next to him: I play a section for you to listen to.

People who can compose can of course also play musical instruments. Shi Ling asked one more question: Apart from the electronic organ, can you play other musical instruments?

Cen Feng has already got up and walked to the electronic organ: Piano and guitar.

He looked down at the keys, which he hadn't touched in a long time. I tried the audition, recalled the score, and after looking for the feeling, I started to play.

He is standing.

The posture is very casual. When he bows his head and plays the piano, the broken hair is swept in the corner of his eyes, and he has a cold and handsome look.

The tune is nice.

After he finished playing, he frowned: It's a bit troublesome to arrange, and the time may not be there.

No. Shi Lin vetoed, Cen Feng is now a treasure in his eyes, I'll ask the arranger teacher I often work with, there's no problem with time, just this song.

Once it was confirmed, Shi Ling immediately went to contact the arranger teacher. Fortunately, they were all in City B, and they promised to come over tonight. When the solo stage is all confirmed, Shi Ling took Cen Feng to the musical instrument room and wrote down the complete score of the song first.

There is everything in the instrument room.

Sometimes I came to help, and the demo was completed very quickly. When the evening was approaching, the arranger teacher came over. The three basically stayed up all night and finished the song overnight.

This song had a perfect arrangement in the last life, but when it was released as his single, it was suppressed by the company and never came out. Cen Feng put forward a lot of opinions during the arrangement, and the teacher also praised him for his talent in arrangement.

The song is done, the next step is dancing.

At the beginning, the choreography was only halfway done, and then only the remaining half was choreographed. When I threw myself into my own work again, the eager enthusiasm seemed to be gradually awakened from the blood.

Just as the trainees were working hard for the next performance, the fourth issue of Youth Idol was launched as scheduled.

In this issue, the trainees will be divided into ten groups by lottery, select the repertoire, and after a week of rehearsal, they will appear on the stage for the first time.

Kite people already know that Idol did not paddle this stage performance, and they have great expectations for the broadcast of this episode. But they don't know that there are even bigger surprises waiting for them in this issue.

The dance of the whole song Scream was picked by Cen Feng.

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