This is the canteen, they don’t have microphones on them, and there are no cameras on the scene.
Ding Liuyue did not need to take into account his own personality and expressed his dissatisfaction with Meng Fu vividly.
It is estimated that there are not many Meng Fu in the entire training camp who likes to hold back. Whichever team she is on, it will be a disaster.
"Liuyue?" Wei Jin opened his mouth when he saw Ding Liuyue leaving.
Finally, he turned to Meng Fu and explained: "She is not usually like this. This time it is because of the urgent time. Tomorrow we have to hand over the determined music filling and choreography to the instructor. She is the only creative type in our group, so don't suffer. She affects."
Today is the second day of closed training. From finalizing the song composition to training to the final performance, there is less than a week. Almost everyone sleeps less than five hours a day.
Meng Fu took a sip of milk. Hearing this, he only glanced at Wei Jinchuyue and said, "If you need my help later, just ask."
Seeing that Meng Fu didn't look angry, Wei Jin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."
As for what Meng Fu said about helping, Wei Jin and Chu Yue only listened casually and did not take it seriously. In their eyes, as long as Meng Fu could train with them seriously, that would be the greatest help to them.
The stage effect is not just personal, but the cooperation of the entire team.
Hearing the perfunctory tone in Wei Jin's tone, Meng Fu didn't explain, just raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Until now, these two people have unconditional trust in Ding Liuyue.
Perhaps this is the young man's belief in friendship, coupled with a bloody spirit to rush forward without fear, and finally suffered a bloody head injury.
**
The private room on the second floor of the cafeteria is where instructors and staff eat.
Xi Nancheng held bread and salad and sat at the table near the window to eat.
Other staff would peek here secretly, but no one dared to disturb Xi Nancheng.
"Snapped-"
Someone put down the dinner plate and sat across from him.
Xi Nancheng raised his head and saw the middle-aged man at a glance. He greeted him politely: "Director Mu."
The person in front of him is Director Mu, the chief director of the domestic competition of "Best Idol".
"How is the quality of this batch of students?" Director Mu ate beef noodles and asked Xi Nancheng.
When Xi Nancheng mentioned this sentence, he didn't know who he thought of, and frowned: "It's uneven."
Hearing this, Director Mu coughed. He knew that Xi Nancheng was angry with Meng Fu that time, but he still stepped in to resolve it.
Director Mu, who felt wronged, immediately changed the subject and mentioned the purpose of his visit to Xi Nancheng, "Nancheng, I won't follow you in circles. Do you think anyone in our show can enter "Global Idol" this time?"
After the six members of "Best Idol" formed a group, they joined members from four other countries to participate in the recording of "Global Idol". However, this show has been held for so many years, and every time people from China are accompanying them, the auditions are all Can't pass.
The quality of domestic women's and men's groups is so poor that none of them can stand up on the international stage.
It has been ridiculed by audiences at home and abroad for so many years.
This year’s domestic “Best Idol” competition almost didn’t happen.
"Uncle Mu, our ratings are the lowest among the four countries in the divisional competition. Isn't that enough to explain the problem?" Xi Nancheng glanced at Director Mu.
His father and Director Mu are family friends, otherwise he would not have entered the "Best Idol" program this time. The quality of this program in China is really average.
"To be honest, I signed a betting agreement that one of us can enter "Global Idol" this time." Director Mu tapped his fingers on the table and thought for a long time, "Do you think there is a candidate who can enter "Global Idol" this time? "
A gambling agreement is a common type of agreement in the entertainment industry. It is said to be a gambling agreement, but it is actually similar in nature to an option.
Director Mu signed a betting agreement with investors. If someone from the girl group can enter "Global Idol", he will be able to get the investors' financial rewards. If this condition is not met, then he will not get the financial rewards. , the entire program was drained.
This was not a trivial matter, Director Mu told him with all his heart, and Xi Nancheng finally understood that Director Mu was not joking.
He took the whole wheat bread, straightened his expression, looked at Director Mu for a long time, and finally replied: "Maybe there is one."
"Say." Director Mu looked at him.
Xi Nancheng put down the bread and spoke word by word: "Ye Shuning."
Director Mu breathed a sigh of relief, "You and I are thinking the same thing. This month, you and the other three teachers will focus your resources on Ye Shuning and train her with all your strength."
Ye Shuning is not only very popular, she is also a comprehensive quality trainee in all aspects. She is the only one who can keep up with the top trainees from the three countries of H. If the four mentors of the program team work hard to train her, she will enter "Global Idol". Maybe there is some hope.
Xi Nancheng received this task, and the whole wheat toast in his hand instantly became heavy.
**
training room.
Xi Nancheng gathered everyone in Chu Yue's group and showed them the dance to the original song.
During the training of the trainees, these instructors will come to check on their progress at any time. Tang Ze just came yesterday, and today it is Xi Nancheng who corrects the details of their dance.
As a tutor, Xi Nancheng is indeed capable, and he knows both the intensity and the details very well.
After he demonstrated it once, Meng Fu remembered it in his mind.
Then practice body shape in front of the mirror.
Meng Fu had never learned dance, but she had learned something to strengthen her body, which was a lot messy. Therefore, she could do some of the difficult moves that Xi Nancheng demonstrated in a coherent manner, but she was a little strangely stiff.
Meng Fu is used to fighting and killing, and doing these actions that are just for viewing and have no lethality, Meng Fu still needs to get used to it.
She read a lot of books, summarized her current shortcomings, picked out the problems that existed in her body, and decided to start with training on form and flexibility, at least to suppress that murderous aura.
After Xi Nancheng corrected the detailed mistakes made by Chu Yue and others, he prepared to go to another class.
Turning his head, he saw Meng Fu on the other side, holding Zhang and writing something. Fu Er took his mobile phone and went out to answer the call.
Xi Nancheng glanced past Meng Fu, his eyes not staying on her for more than a second.
One can have poor talent, like Wei Jin, who has poor dancing skills, so he works ten times harder than others, but Xi Nancheng really can't appreciate people like Meng Fu who have poor talent and don't work hard.
"Let's go." Xi Nancheng said to the other instructor.
Another instructor had heard about Meng Fu's scene. When he passed by her desk, he was curious about what she had written, so he lowered his head and looked at it, "Last time I heard that she was looking at some pig..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw the content on the paper.