Chapter 5 The big shot you can’t see through

Tan Ying received his look, and there was a hint of smile in her voice: "Now the exam will begin. The six of you, please introduce yourselves briefly." As he spoke, he pointed at the six people in the audience with the fountain pen in his hand.

Shen Manrao stopped talking.

No. 67 beside Xia Ling stepped forward excitedly: "Hello examiners, I am Zhou Yu from No. 67. I was admitted to the Tianyi training camp last year. My usual hobby is..."

 “Next one.” Tan Ying interrupted him directly.

Zhou Yu was caught off guard and retreated in embarrassment. Xia Ling didn't have to turn her head to feel his panic, and couldn't help but shake her head secretly. Sometimes, the result of wanting to gain a position too much is just like this, it's just self-defeating. It's just a small test. The examiner wants to listen to the self-introduction just to test the etiquette and temperament of the candidate. Who has the patience to really listen to a long speech by a little person?

While she was thinking, she also took a step forward: "Ye Xingling, Class C, second year."

 Very brief introduction, he saves trouble, and so does she.

Tan Yingduo glanced at Xia Ling and then motioned for the next one.

 The next candidate is not as brief as Xia Ling, but after Zhou Yu's lessons, he has condensed it a lot. Tan Ying showed a satisfied expression, and the candidates behind him immediately followed his example, and the self-introduction session ended smoothly.

 The next step is the standard dance.

 The so-called standard dances are several basic dances used in daily practice in the training camp. The examiner randomly selects one to test the candidates' basic skills. Xia Ling originally thought that since she was casting for Shen Manrao's music video, the standard dance style this time would focus on the woman's gorgeous style, but the song Tan Ying picked was unexpected, it was a stretch dance practice song.

She glanced at Shen Manrao and saw that the woman didn't care. Her eyes were still fixed on the man sitting next to her. As for what was going on in the venue, she obviously had no time to care.

 The man on the main seat rested his chin on his hand, looked indifferent, and allowed Tan Ying to give orders.

The melody sounded slowly.

Xia Ling danced with the crowd, trying her best to make herself look less outstanding - you know, this is like asking a person with a black belt in Taekwondo to suddenly pretend that he can't fight, and he can't be too bad, and he has to make People can’t tell the difference, and it’s still very awkward to do.

Although she is a little narcissistic, she is sincerely grateful to Tan Ying at this moment. Fortunately, he chose a soothing dance step, not the difficult and gorgeous style that Xia Ling is best at. Otherwise, it would be more painful for her to pretend to be mediocre...

Thinking wildly, the standard dance was over before she knew it. Xia Ling was very satisfied with her performance because she saw the contemptuous looks in the eyes of several candidates around her. Very good, the last free dance, if you keep working hard and persist to the end, you will win.

 The free dance is limited to five minutes and has no musical accompaniment, allowing candidates to express themselves freely.

Generally speaking, candidates will show off their best dance moves in this section. This is the best time to show off their talents to the examiner. Sure enough, as soon as Tan Ying announced the start of the free dance, a wave of excitement spread in the venue. The candidates who held their breath during the standard dance stage and felt that they had not shown off their gorgeous skills changed their formations as quickly as possible and devoted themselves to showing off their carefully prepared skills.

Xia Ling looked at her nose with her eyes and her heart with her nose, and was not affected by the restlessness around her. She still danced the mediocre dance steps without any features or technical content. - She had calculated this dance step in advance, and it was quite satisfactory. As long as she didn't make any mistakes, her score would not be at the bottom according to Tianyi's end-of-month exam grading standards, and Shen Manrao's MV selection would definitely be looked down upon.

  It is perfect to be able to pass the exam but also fail to be selected for the mv.

Xia Ling finished dancing with satisfaction. She looked up inadvertently and found the man on the main seat looking at her.

She could not clearly see his expression through a thin layer of lenses. In an instant, he looked away, adjusted his glasses with his slender white fingers, lowered his head and said something to Tan Ying.

Tan Ying nodded, stood up and announced that the exam was over. She was a little unsure. What did that man say to Tan Ying? Are you talking about her, or are you simply announcing the end of the show?

That clear and distant glance made Xia Ling feel faintly uneasy, but then she thought about it, it must be just an illusion... She thought that she could not be more ordinary in dancing. If she could be selected like this, Tianyi would really It's time to go out of business.

Perhaps that guy was expressing his disdain for Tan Ying.

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense, and she felt relieved.

As the candidates from the same group came out, they met Luo Luo, who had been waiting for a long time, in the hall before walking a few steps. Luoluo made a small leap, ready to pounce. Xia Ling was already prepared and hurriedly dodged to the side, and the small pink figure was thrown into the air.

“Xing Ling~” Luo Luo blinked her watery eyes, her voice a little aggrieved.

Xia Ling was unmoved and just took the mineral water bottle she handed her: "Go back to the dormitory to take a shower first, and then go eat."

Luoluo had no objection and skipped next to Xia Ling. This child was full of energy and could not rest for a moment: "Xing Ling, Xing Ling, how did you do in the exam? Do you have any hope of being selected? Let me tell you. , everyone said that Shen Manrao was very lucky this time. The MV she will shoot this time is..."

"Stop—" Xia Ling had a splitting headache and stopped to look at Luo Luo, "I didn't do well in the exam at all. I definitely won't be selected."

As expected, Luoluo stopped speaking cooperatively, with disappointment on his face. She scratched her head and tried to comfort Xia Ling: "Xing Ling, it's not a big deal if you can't be chosen. There will be many opportunities in the future, so you don't have to be too sad..."

 For God's sake, Xia Ling really wasn't sad at all.

Looking at this endless child, she simply wanted to pack it up and throw it away thousands of miles away. After enduring it again and again, she weakly choked out: "I don't like Shen Manrao at first, and I don't want to take pictures of her." MV…”

 A chuckle of "chi".

"who?!"

Xia Ling turned around alertly, only to realize that behind her was a clump of potted plants that were as tall as half a person, with lush branches and leaves. Behind the potted plants was a quiet resting area, with a person sitting leisurely on the large leather sofa, wearing a Well-tailored white shirt, platinum-rimmed glasses, and a Patek Philippe on his left wrist.

 It was the man who sat in the main seat during the exam.

He picked up the coffee cup on the glass coffee table and looked at Xia Ling from a distance, with a smile clearly on his eyes behind the lenses.

 She looked at him for a moment, turned her head expressionlessly, and said one word to Luoluo: "Let's go."

Luoluo followed her confused: "Xingling, isn't he the one..."

 “Who he is has nothing to do with me.”

 Died once, and it seemed that all her curiosity died with it. Now she just wants to live a peaceful life, like that kind of big shot who can't see through, so it's better to stay as far away as possible.

 (End of this chapter)

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