Rose with Snow

"I don't want to give you this A."

When Zheng Qiyi sat under the stage and raised his lips to say these words, Huai Xu noticed him sitting in the far corner of the tutor's seat for the first time.

When she looked at Zheng Qiyi, a sense of disgust and resistance came to her mind.

In a trance, she saw another Zheng Qiyi.

He showed a creepy and sticky smile, his handsome face was full of gloom, and he murmured:

"It's just you? Are you worthy? You have to rely on me for everything you do. You are nothing without me, you know? Huaixu, did you hear that, eh?"

"Don't try to leave me, what can you do alone? You can't do anything, or do you want to go to Song Ming? He's a piece of shit!"

"Can you write a song? This arrangement and lyrics are just like yours, it's a piece of garbage!"

...

Countless fragments flashed back.

Until the last scene, Zheng Qiyi, wearing a sloppy white shirt, knelt down in front of her, crying and laughing nervously:

"Huai Xu, let me go, you let me go, I beg you, don't you just want to see me beg you? Are you satisfied, are you satisfied, let me go..."

A black and gold pointed stiletto appeared in the picture.

The foot it was wrapped around had a cold white complexion, pale blue blood vessels crawled on the instep, and the ankle was slender.

Just looking at the parts, you can make up the mind that her master must be delicate and fragile.

The next second, the stilettos stepped on Zheng Qiyi's head, grinding down and stepping down.

Zheng Qiyi's face was pressed against the cold floor tiles, his posture was unbearable and embarrassing.

A lazy voice came from outside the painting, showing boundless indifference:

"I will be satisfied when you die."

...

No need to explain, Huaixu knew that the owner of the voice was herself.

A familiar and unfamiliar her.

The picture stagnates here, like a movie at the end, the picture becomes black.

But she knew that this was not her imagination, but something that had actually happened to her.

It's just that she forgot.

In the fragments of the picture, she is cold and ruthless, cruelly teasing the enemy who was trampled into the mud.

But she didn't have the pleasure of getting revenge in her heart, she was just as silent as stagnant water, and she even felt very bored.

Contaminated by this emotion, Huai Xu stood on the stage with a bit of indifference on her brows and eyes.

She sank with this emotion, and the quicksand swept around her, dragging her into the darkness.

It is full of desolation, only boundless silence and eternal night.

Until Huai Xu heard a faint but clear voice——

"Huai Xu, you sing, we all want to hear it."

Song Yingshi.

She was awakened.

Huai Xu clenched the microphone tightly, closed her eyes and opened them again, looking straight up.

Song Yingshi stood directly opposite her, tall and far away.

The light reflected on her, she was dazzling and bright, warm and powerful.

For some reason, when she saw Song Ying, warm water vapor appeared in Huaixu's eyes.

The gloomy cold that penetrated the bones was dispelled by the sporadic fire, and the cold body gradually returned to warmth.

She opened her lips, but didn't know what to say, and finally smiled lightly and asked Song Yingshi:

"What do you want to hear?"

The director did not interrupt their interaction.

Duan Mi guessed that this passage would be released as a highlight, and she handed out the microphone.

The microphones were handed up one by one along the trainees, passed Wan Jiao, Lu Xuewen, Tao Qin, and finally reached Song Yingshi.

Song Yingshi clenched the microphone tightly and sang in a candid manner:

"The song you wrote."

Huaixu was startled.

She did write the lyrics, but she didn't show it to anyone. How did Song Yingshi know?

Shi Shuyao didn't expect that the Miao Zi she was interested in would have unexpected joy, and immediately said:

"You still create?"

Huaixu said truthfully: "It's just a semi-finished product."

The teacher Song Yingshi asked her to show her the world of professional arrangement, but she didn't have the tools or time to try it.

She once wrote a few words of lyrics, and the melody kept reverberating and circling in her mind. In front of professionals, it was only a half-finished product.

Shi Shuyao said, "Semi-finished products are also fine, you can sing acapella."

What Zheng Qiyi was going to say, Shi Shuyao grabbed in front of him and said:

"Mr. Zheng, as a singer-songwriter, must be looking forward to it."

Seeing Zheng Qiyi's face, Huai Xu's eyes condensed for a moment, she lowered her eyelashes to hide her emotions, and suddenly felt that it was not worth it.

Affected by Zheng Qiyi?

He doesn't deserve it.

This thought flashed by, Huaixu put Zheng Qiyi behind him, closed his eyes and looked for the state.

A cappella singing without accompaniment can best show the original appearance of a human voice.

Huai Xu's voice was cold and distant, and it was like being separated by a layer of ice crystals when talking to people. Usually, this voice and tone always made people feel ruthless.

Listening to her singing is just the opposite. The audience will be dragged into the melody by the emotions that fill the lines, and then sink and fluctuate.

She is singing with emotion.

She bears the weight of reality, so the emotions in her heart, the feelings she has nowhere to release because she is alone all the year round, and the other side of her that strangers can't touch, are all conveyed by the songs she likes and loves.

On the stage, Huai Xu was singing the song she wrote.

Off stage, Song Yingshi suddenly understood why Huaixu said less before going on stage.

She is gathering strength.

Actors, singers, dancers, all the professions in the world that can be called creators, the most abundant and powerful source is their own strength.

They weave their own flesh and emotions into a peculiar and fine cobweb, and use this luminous charm to calmly capture curious audiences and passers-by.

Huaixu is a self-taught predator.

When she finishes singing, no one can say she doesn't deserve an A.

I don't know for the effect of the show or what, Ren Qian picked up the microphone and asked Zheng Qiyi:

"Mr. Zheng, can Huai Xu get an A?"

Amid the cheers and admiration, the camera was aimed at Zheng Qiyi.

Huai Xu's performance is so good, beyond everyone's imagination, while people love her, they are more and more resistant to the aggressive Zheng Qiyi.

Under the camera, Zheng Qiyi looked at Huai Xu on the stage, controlled the muscles on his face tightly, and concealed his gaffe.

Infatuation and unwillingness were intertwined in his eyes.

But he was not allowed to say anything against him at the scene. Even if he was silent, he could not escape, and finally he could only say:

"I have no opinion."

"Then, Huaixu, A!"

Huai Xu bowed, walked off the stage, and went to the seats.

Song Yingshi was waiting for her at the end of this short road.

Huai Xu stepped on the starlight steps, all the way up.

When she just stood up, Song Yingshi stepped forward and gave Huaixu a hug by surprise.

Song Yingshi's tone was excited:

"Welcome to Class A!"

It was after 10 o'clock in the evening when Huai Xu was rated, and there were many trainees after her. The recording continued until 2 in the morning, and the initial rating process finally ended.

After the stage recording, the two male tutors did not enter the dormitory area and were about to leave early.

Song Ying was extremely sleepy, and Lu Xuewen and the others rushed up to congratulate her and Huaixu, chatting non-stop.

In particular, Huaixu expressed their sincere and barren compliments:

"Awesome, Huaixu! It's too awesome! Why are you so awesome! You didn't say a word before you were so awesome!"

Huaixu: "..."

Song Yingshi laughed happily beside her.

After saying a few words, everyone stood in a row and walked out.

Song Yingshi walked at the end. She turned around and caught a glimpse of the director talking to Zheng Qiyi in the dark corner under the stage.

I don't know what they said, Zheng Qiyi raised his eyes and looked this way.

Song Yingshi knew that he was looking at Huaixu in front of her.

That kind of sticky gaze was disgusting, but fortunately, Huai Xu was being pulled by Wan Jiao to speak, and she didn't look back.

Song Yingshi took the initiative to meet Zheng Qiyi's gaze, hooked Huai Xu's neck from behind, and raised her chin in demonstration.

Dog man, what are people looking at me doing? Try again.

Huai Xu was caught off guard and wanted to turn around, but Song Ying tightened her grip, so she had to look straight ahead and ask the people behind her:

"what you do."

Song Yingshi blew on the back of her neck with laughter:

"I don't want to go, you drag me."

"...you just lie down."

Song Yingshi was rude: "Actually, I was a pendant in my last life, and I can only hang it."

"..."

The two of them disappeared in the studio.

Zheng Qiyi retracted his gaze and frowned.

That trainee named Song Yingshi... What does she mean by provocative and warning eyes?

Thinking of Song Yingshi's undisguised possessiveness towards Huaixu, Zheng Qiyi was secretly annoyed at the same time he couldn't understand.

Song Yingshi didn't know that he was the mentor who could decide her fate, and was she just a trainee?

How dare she? Get an A and go crazy? Do you think you can fight for your partner's injustice?

Zheng Qiyi sneered, a teenage girl is pure.

Little girl, society is more complicated than you think.

Zheng Qiyi didn't take Song Yingshi seriously, but before leaving the White Tower, Shi Zhi chased after him.

Although Shi Zhi is only an assistant director, she has a wide network of contacts and has a good relationship with them, so Zheng Qiyi was very polite to her:

"Shi Dao, are you here to send me?"

Shi Zhi's attitude changed slightly this time. Although she was still smiling, she was an adult, and the atmosphere could be felt at once:

"It's not over yet, Mr. Zheng, let's make a long story short. This issue of Chunye focuses on harmony, friendship and positivity, so the tutor should also show a soft side, be strict when it should be strict, and be friendly when it should be friendly, especially the mentor. In between, it must be harmonious and relaxed.”

When Shi Zhi said this, Zheng Qiyi's face was not very good-looking.

Shi Zhi was on an errand, and it was impossible to take care of his mood, so he pretended not to see it and continued:

"Mr. Zheng has already done a good job. In the matter of Huaixu, the opinions of the other three tutors will be the main ones. After all...the qualifications are here."

It is said that it is "qualification", but there is actually a "coffee position", and the two know it well.

Zheng Qiyi was told inside and out, and he almost pointed at his nose and said, "You can just be a vase here", his face was extremely cold:

"I know."

When he got back to the car, the agent just hung up the phone and turned around and said:

"Do you know how difficult it is for the company to get you this resource? The program crew was dissatisfied on the first day of recording?"

Zheng Qiyi said impatiently, "It's just a small matter."

Before he came, he didn't pay attention to the information of the program group, and only saw Huaixu when he sat on the tutor's seat.

It's true that he didn't think about it temporarily, but he didn't do too much, so why are they all accusing him?

"Small things? You don't think about the program team, but also about yourself after the show is broadcast? How did you tell you before you came here, don't offend the tutor, you directly collided with the three families, who do you think you are? Which of them do you arrogant Can you afford it? The company wants to give you PR again!"

"..."

Zheng Qiyi clenched his fists and didn't speak, his face was ashen, he didn't want to admit that he had to be humble.

The agent glanced at him in the rearview mirror, swallowed the most serious sentence, and did not stimulate him any more.

Before hanging up the phone, Shi Zhi of the program group said the last sentence:

"Don't be too embarrassed by Mr. Zheng, the teacher and our show are really inappropriate, so we can change people."

The agent felt that compared with the little trouble Zheng Qiyi brought today, this sentence is indeed too serious, and he directly breached the contract and replaced him... It should be a joke.

The agent hated that iron was not steel: "You will be fine with the recording later, you know?"

After a long time, Zheng Qiyi's answer came from the back seat:

"understood."

After the initial rating was recorded, from the program group to the instructor to the students, the group was trapped into a dog.

But no way, there is still unfinished business.

Like the star card rewards mentioned earlier, after all the initial ratings are completed, they will be distributed according to the level.

From A to E, the number of star cards are 10, 8, 6, 4, and 2 respectively.

Holding two thin star cards, a trainee from class E was frightened:

"Mr. Duan, when is the next time to make money? I won't be eliminated the day after tomorrow!"

Duan Mi comforted: "The deduction will only start tomorrow, and you will be eliminated at the earliest the day after tomorrow, don't worry."

"..."

The trainee was "touched" by this comforting sentence and cried.

Next is the dormitory.

The collective dormitories are distributed on the fourth to sixth floors of the White Tower.

Classes D and E are on the fourth floor, classes B and C are on the fifth floor, and only class A is on the sixth floor.

Everyone started watching from the fourth floor together.

Class E is a bunk-bed dormitory. A room can accommodate 12 people. The only furniture in the room is a scale.

Class D is a Datong shop. Each person can have a separate bed, table and small cabinet. Fortunately, only 6 people live in a room.

The conditions of Class C are much better. There are 4 people in a room, the beds are bigger and softer, there are sofa carpets and various common furniture.

After watching Class C, Lu Xuewen, who was still worried at first, suddenly rejoiced:

"Okay, okay, I'm very satisfied. What is Class AB like?"

They continued to follow Duan Mi and Shi Shuyao to look behind.

Class B also has a suite for 4 people. The difference from Class C is that it not only has more space, but Class B has standard rooms in pairs, and there is a small living room in the middle for 4 people to share.

When Lu Xuewen followed the instructor to the sixth floor, Huaixu, who went to the first floor to redeem her luggage, also came back.

Song Yingshi came back later than her.

No one knew that Song Yingshi had met Shi Zhi.

All they saw was the suitcase gleaming with the star card.

Huaixu was okay, only one suitcase was redeemed.

Song Yingshi pushed the three suitcases she bought with her Star Card, and her chest stood up as she walked.

The trainees looked at her jealously: "Show off your wealth, Song Yingshi!"

Song Yingshi shook her head in high spirits: "Everyone is polite, just call me Xiao Shi."

Shi Shuyao turned into a sweet girl under the stage, laughed with everyone, and then greeted Huaixu:

"Let's go and see where you're going to live together."

The dormitory door of Class A was pushed open.

As soon as class A enters, it is a hall, different from the simple version of class B, which is luxurious and exquisite to meet all the fantasies of girls.

After the door opened, the exclamations of the trainees kept ringing.

There is a door on each side of the hall, and after entering is a fully furnished apartment.

There is a living room, a long table, floor-to-ceiling windows, an open kitchen, and a separate bathroom.

Across the small living room, there are two bedrooms of the same size, each with two large beds that seem to make you want to sleep.

"It doesn't matter if there is a dresser, is it too much to have a cloakroom!"

"And the round bathtub, I'm sour, sour, sour."

"The program team is too fond of Class A."

Tao Qin's attention was very different.

She tugged at the corner of Song Yingshi's clothes secretly: "Xiao Shi, do you want to..."

Song Yingshi turned around and said, "Want?"

"Well, who do you share a room with?"

Song Yingshi said as a matter of course: "Huai Xu."

Tao Qin's soul was screaming.

She knows it! She knows it!

Tao Qin hugged Lu Xuewen and shook his arm violently, hinting with his eyes.

Look, look, look!

Lu Xuewen leaned into her ear and whispered:

"Be awake, it's normal for them to live together. If we were in Class A, Xiao Shi would definitely live with us."

"..."

Tao Qin was poured a basin of cold water, she was unwilling to wake up for a while, and suddenly saw something, so excited that she made a short marmot call.

For a time, the trainee next to him looked around.

Was that just a human sound? who is it? Why can't I find it?

When the trainees walked away in confusion, Tao Qin couldn't wait to share the candy she just dug up:

"Class A has seven people and eight beds. Xiao Shi loves to be lively. Why is Huaixu willing to live with Xiao Shi? I saw that she and Xiao Shi entered the same room, obviously the others haven't come back to choose a room!"

"?"

Thinking of his former roommate's aura full of "I love cleanliness, don't bother me", Lu Xuewen said the reason why she didn't quite believe it:

"Probably, maybe, maybe, Huaixu also likes to be lively. Maybe she's afraid of the dark..."

Tao Qin rolled his eyes: "Believe your nonsense, I'm still afraid of you ghost."

"..."

From five or six o'clock in the morning, shooting with makeup until almost three in the morning, it can literally hollow out people's bodies, and everyone doesn't have the heart to stop by to say hello.

Song Yingshi pushed the suitcase to the corner of the wall. He didn't bother to pack the rest, so he opened the suitcase containing the toiletries first.

She took off her beauty contacts to remove makeup, put on a hair band, and looked back at Huai Xu, who was also removing her makeup:

"You wash first or me first?"

Huaixu made a move: "You go."

Song Yingshi yawned, picked up the toiletry bag and walked to the bathroom.

The round bathtub facing the large glass looked very enjoyable, but Song Yingshi was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open. She had no luck in the bathtub, turned on the shower and took a shower, and the battle was over in less than 10 minutes.

Song Yingshi walked out wrapped in a bath towel, but did not see Huaixu.

Where did you go?

Song Yingshi looked for her roommate symbolically, and yawned while calling:

"Huai - Xu - where have you been?"

Song Yingshi was paralyzed on the sofa and waited, but no one answered.

No matter where Huaixu goes, she won't get lost, she doesn't want to move at all, she just wants to sleep.

But I haven't taken care of my skin tonight, so it's tiring to be a beauty.

Song Yingshi straightened her waist, and with her last stubbornness, she pulled the skin care products, masks and beauty instruments to her side, and started the skin care process.

As she applied the mask to her face, footsteps came from the door.

The footsteps stopped, and then there was a knock on the door. Song Yingshi tilted her head strangely:

"Come in."

Huai Xu pushed the door and walked in.

It seems that the person is indeed Huaixu, Song Yingshi laughed and said:

"What are you knocking on the door of your room?"

Huaixu looked at her:

"You're still in the room—why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

?

Song Yingshi looked down at the firm white bath towel wrapped around her body, and gritted her teeth:

"You don't spit out blood."

Huaixu stopped again tonight as if she was not good at words. She looked away and said something clumsy:

"I did not mean that."

Song Yingshi glared at her, because she was a little inarticulate while wearing the mask:

"What's your opinion on my bedroom limited white tube top babes skirt?"

Huaixu took a breath and seemed to have regained her reason and mind:

"You're going to sleep in your bedroom-limited white tube top babes skirt?"

Song Yingshi sneered confidently:

"Do I have cat cake?"

"Then what do you wear to sleep?"

"I……"

Song Yingshi got stuck and suddenly reacted:

"I changed my nightdress after I put on the mask."

"Um."

Huaixu seemed to be finally satisfied, turned around to take a bath, and warned again before entering:

"You can change now, or wait for me to come out and change in the bathroom."

Only then did Song Yingshi understand, and looked at her:

"You haven't adapted to the collective life yet." It's okay to think about avoiding suspicion everywhere.

Huaixu smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"Maybe, I haven't adjusted to your roommate."

After speaking, Huaixu closed the bathroom door, and the sound of water sounded.

Outside the bathroom, Song Yingshi suddenly realized.

It seems that Huai Xu is still a little concerned about her status as the gold owner, and always pays special attention to that.

It doesn't matter, sooner or later Huaixu will understand that I am her good sister.

Song Yingshi wanted to open it very much. After putting on the mask and changing into the nightgown, she lay down comfortably on the bed, all the bones in her body were softened, and she didn't want to open her eyes at all.

No, there is one more thing that I almost forgot.

Song Yingshi held her eyelids tightly and couldn't sleep.

When Huai Xu wiped her hair and came out wearing a suspender nightdress, she saw Song Yingshi, who was not covered with a quilt, but was in a daze.

The headband has not been taken off.

The ceiling lights in the room had been turned off, leaving only two ambient lights. When looking at Song Ying who was asleep, Huaixu realized the silence of the long-lost night.

She stood at the bathroom door for a while before walking in Song Yingshi's direction.

Guessing that Song Yingshi was already sleepy and stupid, Huai Xu didn't call her and pulled up her quilt.

When she pulled it, she didn't pull it. Instead, Song Yingshi, who was sleeping in a ball, sat up along the quilt.

Huai Xu raised her eyebrows.

She had absolutely no idea how Song Yingshi did this action. She seemed to be flowing upwards with the quilt, and she pulled the quilt and sat up.

People who can dance have such soft limbs?

Song Yingshi put her face on the quilt, her eyes were not open, and her voice was soft:

"Huai Xu. Are you there?"

"..."

It can be seen from this question that Song Yingshi was really sleepy and stupid.

Huai Xu snorted: "You lie back, cover the quilt and sleep."

"I do not."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Song Yingshi's voice was a little aggrieved, and she muttered:

"I'm sleepy."

"..."

Huaixu decides to use her actions to help the girl who refuses to sleep and wants to sleep.

She shook the quilt.

Song Yingshi hanging on it was like a melon on a vine.

Huai Xu couldn't help laughing.

Song Yingshi's eyelashes were brushed on the soft white cotton quilt, dark and dense.

The sleepy girl looked well-behaved and quiet, breathing evenly and slowly, as if she had fallen into a black and sweet dream without any worries.

Huaixu looked at it for a while, and called softly:

"Xiao Shi, dear, it's time to sleep."

Just when Huai Xu thought she was fast asleep, Song Yingshi slowed down more than a beat and a half, and answered dully.

She struggled to move her eyelashes, finally opened her eyes, and sat up looking around in a daze:

"...Did I fall asleep before?"

Huai Xu turned around and sat back on her bed:

"Not only did he fall asleep, but he also seemed to have fallen asleep."

real or fake?

Song Yingshi rubbed her eyes and threw half of the pot to Huaixu with a guilty conscience:

"I was waiting for you to take a shower and fall asleep."

Huaixu asked her directly:

"Wait for me?"

Song Yingshi hurried to sleep without delay:

"Do you remember when I said you could write songs at the beginning of today's rating?"

Song Yingshi felt that this matter had to be explained today, but tomorrow it would not be the same, and Huaixu might feel estranged.

It's not good for her and her tool people - ugh, it's her sweet relationship with her beautiful roommate.

Song Yingshi knew that Huai Xu could write songs because in the plot of the original book, Huai Xu would write lyrics and hum some tunes in the lyrics book since middle school.

But all her talents have no fertile soil for money to plant fruit, and can only be discarded like inconspicuous seeds.

After she met Zheng Qiyi, Zheng Qiyi learned about it by accident. He mocked and suppressed Huaixu, but used the tune hummed by Huaixu to compose the music, and even the lyrics were copied from Huaixu's lyrics.

This song is popular all over the country, and it is unconventional. It can be praised by both refined and popular. It won Zheng Qiyi the award in one fell swoop, and faintly has the title of song king.

But at this time, Song Yingshi definitely couldn't explain to Huaixu like this. The reason she thought afterwards was that she accidentally read her lyrics book when she was at Huaixu's house.

Barely able to get around.

Anyway, Huaixu has to believe it if she doesn't believe it, and she doesn't know the plot in the book.

Song Yingshi opened her mouth, ready to apologize for what she didn't do, to lie, and then hurriedly went to bed.

She showed her acting skills and looked at Huaixu with a sincere and apologetic expression:

"I want to apologize to you, I know that you can write songs because I..."

"That's it?"

"?"

"Because I have to say this, so I'm so sleepy that I can't take it anymore and won't sleep?"

Song Yingshi nodded hesitantly: "That's right."

It's true, but I always feel that something is not right, what's going on...

It's a pity that the lack of sleep's head can't turn around, Song Yingshi couldn't understand, she sat on the bed and looked up at Huaixu, her eyes were a little blank.

Huaixu smiled for some reason and said:

"Are you worried that I'm angry?"

Song Yingshi nodded again.

"I'm not angry."

Song Yingshi nodded her head halfway and stopped:

"Um... eh? Really?"

No, Huaixu still doesn't know what she did, so why isn't she angry?