The trainee who persuaded the fight arrived in time, but the fight failed. From the beginning to the end, the only person who suffered the most was Zhao Yisheng.
When Qi Huan went to change the milk tea, he bumped into someone else, and the fruit tea accidentally hit the ground, and the bursting juice splashed Qi Huan and that person all over his body.
He turned his head to apologize, but met Zhao's angry face. It was probably a combination of new hatred and old hatred, and the other party was so angry that he raised his fist and wanted to punch him in the face without saying a word.
Qi Huan couldn't dodge in time, but Cheng Chi who was following up raised his hand to block him. Although Qi Suan was wronged first, he couldn't bear Zhao Yisheng's bad behavior, and relying on the other party to be the first to attack, he also raised his fist towards the opponent's face while Cheng Chi stopped Zhao Yisheng. Retaliated with a punch.
All the things happened in a few moments, and when everyone reacted, they came to the persuasion scene that Lin Ye and the others saw.
The fight ended hastily under the obstruction of other trainees. Not only did Zhao Yisheng end up being the first to strike first, not only did he not hurt Qi Huan at all, but Qi Huan punched him around the eye socket.
The staff quickly rushed to the cafeteria to understand what happened. Zhao groaned and covered his gradually blue eye sockets, intending to take advantage of the fact that he was beaten to bite back.
Qi Xun usually looks gentle and soft-tempered, and is not a bullying character at critical moments, so he just explained with an innocent face: "I thought I was going to be beaten, so I subconsciously beat me back. I didn't expect that, Cheng Chi He will suddenly come over and help me stop him."
Considering that the matter did not cause too much negative impact, the staff in charge of mediation finally demerited the two respectively, and solemnly told them that there would be no next time before leaving. If there was a next time, they would withdraw directly from the competition.
Qi Xu responded obediently, and turned his head to catch a glimpse of Zhao's extremely ugly expression. He had no intention of reflecting on his behavior at all, but looked like a victim full of resentment because he couldn't get justice.
He looked back, only to find the other party extremely ridiculous.
At first, several people in the dormitory were worried that the other party would make some more terrible revenge. However, the practice time for the next two days was uneventful, and everyone gradually forgot that little worry left.
Before the second performance, the program team no longer arranged any activities or filming for the trainees, and everyone devoted themselves to the practice of performance evaluation.
Lin Ye kept practicing every day, and when the vocal teacher came to give them lessons, he could clearly hear Lin Ye's progress in singing.
The teacher even praised him bluntly: "He is a smart boy."
Lin Ye bent down to thank the vocal teacher, but the moment she raised her head, she looked straight in Jiang Lian's direction. In fact, he is not very smart. The so-called "smart boy" in the other party's mouth is only because he accepted the help and guidance from Jiang Lian.
When it was the dance teacher's turn to come to class, he failed to get the teacher's approval for his best dance, as he did a few days ago.
The dance teacher led the whole group to carefully pick out several difficult dance moves in "Moonlight in the Jungle". Everyone can maintain the same time point in the ups and downs of the movements, but the angle and range of the dance movements are still not neat enough.
The teacher stopped and asked: "Have you ever seriously thought about why your group has no problem with the card points, but from other angles, it always fails to jump?"
The trainees did not speak.
"There are three class A trainees among the eight people. This is absolutely not seen in other groups. The problem is not your strength, your average strength is not bad, but the standard in each of you is different." The dance teacher looked at them, "From now on, all eight of you must use the same movement as your practice standard."
The trainees nodded in response.
After careful discussion, everyone unanimously decided to use Jiang Lian's dance moves as the practice standard. After setting a clear movement benchmark, the members practiced the Qi dance movements again, and it was obviously much smoother.
The dance teacher didn't give them too much practice time, and singled out everyone in the group to review their individual dance moves on the spot.
The teammates all had no major problems, but when it was Lin Ye's turn to dance, the dance teacher fell into deep thought for a long time. The relatively stable mood in Lin Ye's heart gradually rose and sank during the long silence of the other party.
After a while, the teacher shook his head and said: "To be honest, when I came to teach you for the first time, I was a little surprised by Lin Ye's performance, but this time, your performance disappointed me a bit. "
Lin Ye's heart sank completely.
The teacher continued: "Your solo part is not just enough to have solid dance skills. Good dance skills alone are not enough to support this dance movement. You also need expressiveness that can catch people's attention."
Lin Ye asked, "Is it a facial expression?"
The teacher didn't shake his head or nod. "Expressiveness doesn't just depend on facial expressions and demeanor. More often, we can communicate better through our limbs and torso."
"Expressiveness is inseparable from our dance moves." The dance teacher is very straightforward, "If you don't have enough expressiveness, then I think anyone can be the main dancer, and it doesn't have to be you. In terms of strength and Attitude, your teammates are no worse than you."
After the instructor's lecture, Lin Ye felt a little lax and depressed. The teammates in the classroom left one after another, rushing to the cafeteria for dinner.
Lin Ye stayed alone in the classroom and stretched his legs. After Xia Dongchan finished practice, he came to find him for dinner. Lin Ye lay lazily on the floor without speaking for a long time.
Xia Dongchan walked over and sat cross-legged beside him, resting her chin with one hand, and asked him with a smile, "Did you get scolded by your instructor?"
Lin Ye turned her face and glanced at him, neither admitting nor denying it, as a tacit acquiescence.
"Lin Ye, you've really changed a lot." Xia Dongchan narrowed her eyes and looked him up and down, "When we first came, on the stage of the initial rating, you didn't even respond to PD Shen's comments."
The smile on his lips was still there, but it carried a bit of meaning, "But now, because of a few words from your instructor, you don't even want to eat dinner."
Lin Ye was stunned, and the scene of the day of the initial rating emerged in his mind, and he subconsciously felt that the time seemed so far away, and also as close as yesterday.
"I didn't say I wouldn't eat dinner." After a long time, he smiled and stood up, patted his pants, and stretched out a hand to Xia Dongchan who was sitting on the ground, "Let's go, we still have to eat dinner."
After dinner, the classroom was not full yet. Two or three teammates corrected each other's dance moves in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror. The sound was also quiet, and no accompaniment was played.
Lin Ye sat at the back of the classroom and watched silently. When they stopped to rest, she went over to ask a few people for their views on stage performance.
"I don't know what to say about stage performance. It's quite abstract." After the teammate finished speaking, he comforted him in a warm voice, "The teacher is a little too strict with you. Your performance is not bad. It is better than mine. Much better."
Lin Ye smiled when he heard this.
The other party changed the subject again, "However, although I don't know what to say, I can give you an example." He thought for a while, "Let's take Jiang Lian as an example."
Hearing Jiang Lian's name, Lin Ye suddenly raised her eyes.
The teammate asked: "Every time you watch Jiang Lian dance, what do you think about?"
Lin Ye showed a thoughtful expression.
Before he could answer, his teammate added embarrassingly: "Although I don't know if you feel the same way, but every time I watch him dance, I feel like my heart is beating. It's not all because of I think he dances very handsomely and explosively, and more importantly, I have the urge to stand on the stage and sweat."
Lin Ye said, "I can understand."
The teammates looked surprised, "Can you really understand?"
Lin Ye nodded, "I feel the same way."
The teammates showed a clear face, and couldn't help but exclaim softly: "This is probably Jiang Lian's unique stage performance."
The dialogue between Lin Ye and his teammates ended quickly, and the opponent once again devoted himself fully to the practice. He didn't stay in the big classroom anymore, turned around and went to the small classroom alone.
When he opened the door and entered, he found that Jiang Lian was also inside. The camera in the corner was turned off. It seemed that since the night he and Jiang Lian were in the classroom, the surveillance in the small classroom had never been turned on again.
Jiang Lian bent one leg to the ground, and bent the other leg to stand up, sitting under the window and playing with his mobile phone. The light above his head cut across his cold and handsome side face, drawing out his clear outline, but concealing the look in his eyes. The whole person is like a textured pictorial that has stood still in time.
Lin Ye was a little dazed watching, the light and shadow junction standing by the door didn't move, and even Jiang Lian didn't notice when he came up to him.
The other party stretched out his hand to pull him in without warning, pushed him against the door and asked, "What are you in a daze for?"
Suddenly falling from the half-light half-shadow into the bright light, Lin Ye dazed slightly, his gaze involuntarily slid to Jiang Lian's straight brow bone and the pair of dark sharp eyes below the brow bone.
"If you're thinking about what the teacher said," Jiang Lian raised his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead, brushing his fingertips carelessly over his full forehead, with a low and low voice, "he's right The requirements for ordinary trainees are different from those for main dancers. You have met the requirements of trainees in his mind, but you have not yet met the requirements of main dancers in his mind."
Lin Ye was silent for two seconds, then said in a low voice, "I'm not thinking about what the teacher said."
Hearing this, Jiang Lian's gaze fell lightly back to his face, "Then what are you thinking?"
Lin Ye paused, and quietly parted the corners of her lips, "I'm thinking, the dinner in the canteen today doesn't seem very delicious."
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