After struggling through a lunch, a milk star who loves nosebleeds quickly fled back to the practice room.
Cannot exercise immediately after eating, it is easy to hurt the stomach, the program team arranges the first class in the afternoon at 1:30. Most of the 29 students in class f went back to the dormitory to rest, and there were only a few people in the practice room, memorizing movements repeatedly in front of the mirror.
Qi Xingchen turned around and left the practice room, and went to take a look at the class A next door.
There are six students in Class A, all of them are present.
So, some trainees can be reduced to class f, it's really not just a matter of talent or late entry into the industry.
He went to several other classes to have a look, then returned to the practice room of Class F, observed for a while, walked to the middle of the trainees and asked, "Have you recorded the video of the teacher?"
The eight trainees didn't expect him to make a sound, and they were stunned for a while before answering: "Recorded."
"Call it out," Qi Xingchen said, "I'll study with you."
Everyone took out their phones one after another, and Qi Xingchen took the first one handed to him to have a look.
Only the video shown by the teacher, no explanation video.
The same is true for other people. The teacher followed the explanation carefully and did not have time to record the video.
"...Forget it, put it away," Qi Xingchen felt quite a headache, "Stop watching the video, I'll break down the movements for you."
Hearing what he said, the trainees were even more surprised.
Qi Xingchen? Starlight observer? Break down the action
Looking at his resume since his debut: he has played two or three small supporting roles in online dramas, participated in a popular variety show, officially announced a star drama, which has not been broadcast so far, and accepted the endorsement of brand perfume...
Then came "My Time".
None of the activities related to singing and dancing.
So... can he dance? ?
Wouldn't it be to show yourself in front of the camera, jumping blindly, right
Originally, the eight of them had weak foundations, regardless of whether their belts were crooked or not, three days was not enough for them.
They didn't want to waste even a second, coming to show off with the starlight observers.
The eight trainees looked at each other, made eye contact, and were about to find a representative to refuse.
It's a pity that Qi Xingchen didn't care about them at all, he took off his clothes, clapped his hands and said: "Okay, focus on it, let's break down the first eight beats. First, the first four beats of one, two, three, and four are empty." Take the fifth shot, turn your head, point your finger at the camera like a gun... …”
As soon as the voice fell, he made the first move. The trainees saw no chance to refuse, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and learn from him.
The movements at the beginning are simple, and the first four eight beats are quickly learned. The farther back, the more shocked the students looked,
The more I found out, this starlight observer didn't seem to be putting on a show.
He didn't watch the teacher's video, but he decomposed the movements very clearly. Obviously, like Bai Ye, he had already learned it in advance.
Moreover, the strength and standard of the movements, and even the angle of raising the arms are all the same as those of professional teachers, clean and neat. The pop vibration is obvious, and the wave and robot are easy to handle, which is by no means something that entry-level rookies can do.
It has to be said that it is much stronger than them.
Comparable to the students in Class A who are weak in dance.
The eight trainees were convinced, and only then began to face up to Qi Xingchen in the mirror, and carefully followed his movements to write down.
The practice time always passed quickly. After learning the verse of the first verse, at 1:20, the other trainees in class f dragged themselves into the practice room.
There are a group of people in the east and a group in the west, some yawn, some browse Moments, and there is even a voice chat with friends, and they quickly put away their phones when they see the camera.
Qi Xingchen frowned, but said nothing. With the cameras on, he had to save face for them.
The dance teacher stepped into the classroom, warmed up the students first, and then said, "Come on, let's review the movements in the morning."
Reviewing is no better than beginners, and you don't need to pick out each action carefully, so she counts the beat very quickly, which is about 0.5 times slower than the rhythm of the theme song.
However, after reviewing it all over again, few people could keep up with her.
"The three in the middle of the first row, the entire second row, and the two on the right of the third row are good, and the rest are not skilled enough," she said. "Time is too tight, so I can only take you through the beginning again. This time you No matter what method you use, you must write it down, okay?"
"o—k—"
The students dragged their answers.
With assurance, the teacher decomposes again from scratch.
But the situation was different from what she had imagined. Most people didn't cheer up and memorize the movements carefully. A few students even probed their brains and poked the backs of the students in the second row:
"You learn so fast, your memory is really strong."
"Thank you. My memory is mediocre. Teacher Qi took us to practice at noon."
"Starlight Observer? Can he dance?"
"Wu Qian!" The teacher finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Concentrate on your studies and want to chat after class!"
Wu Qian immediately admitted his mistake, and seeing the teacher continue teaching, he muttered something in a low voice.
This outburst made Class F nervous for a while. After reviewing the movements in the morning, they started teaching new movements.
There was another small murmur in the practice room.
Qi Xingchen was sitting next to the videographer on the left, and he could clearly see the grievance and intolerable emotions on the teacher's face.
——She didn't dare to reprimand the students too much, what if a student has fans and scolds her after the show is broadcast.
She can only bear it by herself.
"Sorry to interrupt."
At this time, a male voice came from the left side. She turned around and saw Qi Xingchen stood up. He nodded to her to express his apology, and asked, "Can you give me five minutes?"
"Can."
"Thank you." Qi Xingchen thanked and walked to the teacher.
The photographer heard that his tone was not good, so he quickly adjusted the focus and zoomed into a close-up of his upper body. Qi Xingchen's fair and poreless face immediately appeared in the camera.
"After lunch today, I went to each class to look around. There are 6 students in class A, all in the practice room; 15 students in class B, 13 in the practice room; 18 students in class C, 14 in the practice room; 20 people, 13 people in the practice room. And our class, 29 people... "
Qi Xingchen said in a low voice, "Guess how many people are in the practice room."
They made eye contact, but no one spoke.
"8 people, only 8 people," Qi Xingchen suddenly raised his voice, "not even half of 29!"
He is young, and his status is not considered as a mentor. The students in class f have no fear of him, and have not paid much attention to him.
Hearing that he was angry at this moment, they all froze in place in fright, staring at him with big eyes.
Qi Xingchen looked back at them, "Yes, for the first time, class f is the worst start, which means that you have a high probability of being eliminated. I understand your thoughts...but you are willing to let it go like this leave?"
"Joining the group with the expectations of the company and family, sharing the camera with 88 people, and finally being edited so that only two or three sides are shown... …"
"Maybe within a month, the audience will forget that you have been here-are you willing?"
These words were not pleasant, and they hit their hearts almost perfectly. The trainee closest to him lowered his head, and his face in the back row gradually turned red.
"The reason why the program team designed not to eliminate players in the first two rounds is to give the audience more opportunities to get to know you, to give you a chance to improve yourself, canvass for yourself, and strive to advance to the next round," Qi Xingchen paused, "Unfortunately, today I only saw eight people grasping it. They are good."
"As for the rest of you, I don't know what you plan to do. I only have one thing to say."
He took a deep breath, and glanced at the four rows of trainees one by one: "I believe that each of you has come here to participate in the audition with a yearning for the stage. The stage is very big, beautiful, and bright, and it's only half a day away now." , you work hard, maybe you still have time to stand up."
"The class ends at 8 o'clock tonight, and I will stay and practice with you. Those who want to go back to the dormitory can go, and those who want to stay, I will try my best to answer all your questions."
"That's all for now, I'm bothering the teacher, please continue with the class."
After speaking, Qi Xingchen turned around and left the practice room without looking at the students' reactions.
Turning into the bathroom, he propped his hands on the sink, only to realize that he was short of breath and his heart was terribly blocked.
Compared with the dark days of the acrobatic troupe, how could anyone easily give up the opportunity to go to a bright place
The light is ahead and within reach, why not strive for it
He turned on the tap and poured a few handfuls of water. The cold feeling in his stomach made him much calmer. He wiped the corners of his mouth and walked slowly back to Class F.
Maybe the students were intimidated by him. This afternoon, there was no phenomenon of inseriousness or chatting.
In a blink of an eye, the hour hand reached eight o'clock, and the teacher announced that get out of class was over. Before leaving, he whispered "hard work" to him.
"You work harder," Qi Xingchen shook his head, watched the teacher go out, and then said, "You guys go to eat, I will wait here until nine o'clock, if there is no one at nine o'clock, I will leave."
After finishing speaking, he found out WeChat and sent a message to An Ran: I'll wait a little longer, you and Uncle Qin don't wait for me, go home first.
Putting away his mobile phone, he raised his head, only to see that all the trainees were maintaining the formation just now, motionless, looking at him eagerly.
"Qi, Teacher Qi..." Wu Qian stumbled, "The movements in the chorus part in the afternoon are so difficult, we haven't learned it yet, can you take us to practice a few more times?"
Qi Xingchen was stunned.
"It won't delay you for too long, you tell us the main points, and we will take care of the rest!"
"..."
Qi Xingchen rubbed his nose, took off his jacket: "Watch what I do, play music!"
The teaching progress of class d is faster than that of class f, and I have learned all the dance moves today. Consolidate for half a day tomorrow, and then you can switch to vocal music lessons.
At 8:30, Bai Ye arranged for the selected squad leader to lead the trainees for training. Before leaving, I wanted to see if Qi Xingchen was gone, and found the practice room of class f.
Pushing open the door, I saw a room full of young men stretching their arms, kicking their legs, wailing and wailing, the effect was comparable to a group of demons dancing wildly.
Among the dancing demons, the person he was looking for had his arms folded, his sportswear jacket tied around his waist, shuttled among the students, his voice was on the verge of collapse:
"When you wave, use your big arm to drive your forearm. Why do you slap your arms? You're not a goose!"
"Slump down at the waist, and then down... that's right, don't be afraid of the pain, just get used to the pain!"
"If you haven't finished the last movement, don't rush to do the next one. You can't do any of them in a hurry. First practice the two movements separately and then consider the connection. Are you an audience and can't see that you are paddling?"
"Yo, the splits are pretty good... What? You said you didn't do the splits? Then your legs are so wide? Take it back!"
The trainee who was pointed out was not only not angry, but also smiled happily, coaxing Qi Xingchen and adjusting his posture according to what he said.
A happy scene in the house... Maybe it would be better if the smell of sweat was less.
Bai Ye's eyes followed Qi Xingchen's back and forth, and after about five minutes, a sharp-eyed trainee opened his mouth wide: "Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai!"
"...Huh?" Qi Xingchen subconsciously turned his head.
When he saw the tall and tall man at the door, he immediately lowered his arms, stood at attention and took a rest, and put away his "open teeth and claws" face.
"Class D is over?" He asked Bai Ye obediently.
"No, I'll ask the monitor to take them to practice," Bai Ye shook his head, "How long will you have?"
"I can't tell. They have poor foundations. I will accompany them to dig out the details."
"Okay," Bai Ye took off his coat, "Then I'll teach them with you too."
It was said that everyone in Class F jumped three feet high. They didn't expect that Bai Ye would personally fight for Qi Xingchen.
It is no exaggeration to say that half of the room is full of night sky or passerby fans.
Being able to get in close contact with your favorite stars is simply not too happy! ! !
Bai Ye has always been strong in action, and he did what he said, and immediately started to guide one by one from the first row.
It's okay for Qi Xingchen not to eat, but he doesn't want to let Bai Ye go hungry. Fortunately, An Ran insisted on not leaving, he took An Ran to buy boxed lunches for classes D and F.
Class F's practice room was the largest, and when he brought the meal back, Bai Ye simply called the members of Class D to Class F, and a group of people sat in a big circle around them.
After distributing the lunch box, Wu Qian, who was opposite Bai Ye, looked at the Bai Ye lunch box, and then at his own, "Hey, Mr. Bai's lunch box is so high-end, it's different from ours."
The people next to him hurriedly elbowed him: "Can the teacher's meal be the same as ours? Stop and eat yours!"
"But, but Teacher Qi is the same as us... The dishes are all the same, broccoli, cabbage, fish-flavored shredded pork, braised pork. Teacher Bai's is quinoa, steak, and the rest can't be seen clearly... ... oh, there are prawns!"
"Hiss... indeed."
They were chatting loudly, Bai Ye heard it, and looked sideways at the little fan.
The little fan was holding the lunch box, using his butt as the axis, kicking his legs on the ground, and instantly changed his back to him.
Bai Ye couldn't help laughing.
Three minutes later, Qi Xingchen stretched out a hand from his waist. Before he could see what was in his hand, there were two more shrimps in his lunch box.
Class D & Class F: "Yo Yo Yo!!!"