The Idol Group and the Crown

The sound insulation of the room is very good, quiet enough to give him a long absence.

In his dream, he returned to the age of thirteen, and a professor came to ask him if he would like to go to the junior class to go to college.

The mother pressed her hands on his shoulders, her expression was firm and gentle, and because of the tension, her fingertips unconsciously rubbed his shoulder blades.

My father is chasing and asking how much subsidies and bonuses the university will give, and whether the accommodation will be all inclusive.

The professor smelled the alcohol on his body and couldn't help but take a step back, his eyes still looking at Huo Jian.

"This is a great opportunity..." He repeated: "You think about it."

When the teenager opened his eyes again, the electronic clock pointed at 6:15.

He sat up slowly, sighing indifferently.

The bedroom was covered with camel-colored Persian blankets, a deer head was hung on the wall, and the deer nose was reddish with crayons, which looked a little funny.

Huo Jian has been practicing how to accept these unrequited good intentions from the time of being sensible, so that at the moment he is a bit indifferent.

He quickly put on the t-shirt left by Pei Ruye, rolled up his school uniform pants, and began to clean with bare feet.

Last night's instant noodles had poured noodle soup into the sewer, the noodle bowl was folded and put in the trash can, and the sheets were cleaned by the cover, as if no one had lived at all.

Then began to wipe the floor and windows.

When Assistant Zhang swiped the door card in, he found that the teenager was half kneeling beside the bathroom to clean the dirt in the door frame.

"Don't use it, you get up," she almost waved the kid as a cleaner and waved her hand: "Are you a preparatory trainee? I'll gather at eight, and I will take you down to eat something."

Huo blade packs up the rags and brushes, speeds up wearing shoes and coats.

"Eh, how many years have you been wearing these shoes, and the shoes have been glued on and you don't want to throw them." Assistant Zhang stopped him in the past: "Don't wear them, I will take you down to the collar."

Huo Jian's movement paused for a moment, and his expression was a little dazed.

"It's okay, all the preparatory trainees must wear company uniforms, you don't have to worry about the cost."

Assistant Zhang flipped the double flip flop for him from the shoe cabinet: "This hasn't been opened yet, you just have to wear it."

Assistant Zhang is in his twenties. He does things with ease and cleanness.

She took the teenager from the 17th floor to the first basement floor, and the staff on the road would greet her when she saw her.

After the two sets of training clothes and shoes and socks were finished, she took him to the employee cafeteria on the second basement floor and said at random: "Anything you want to eat, here is self-help."

Huo Jian has been in such a place in the future.

He was like a young wolf exposed to the wilderness, his eyes alert and restrained, and he ate quickly.

Assistant Zhang went to serve the bowl of fried noodles and sat down to eat the slow-fried noodles.

"Oh, did you know the boss before? He used to live abroad, and he had no friends at that time."

Huo Jian had finished eating, and she was cumbersome by an apple, and nodded her head for a while.

I picked it up in the underground parking lot last night, not very familiar.

Assistant Zhang took a few bites of noodles, added two more cloves of garlic, and the ear nails and eyebrow nails flashed under the light.

"It looks pretty after you wash it. I saw you during the interview, and I thought it was the broken kid who came up."

"Thank you."

When breakfast was over, she sent him to the meeting place, and then packed him a box of yogurt.

"You stayed in the administrative building f yesterday, and here is the building g for trainees and preparatory trainees. Don't go wrong in the future."

"Eat more fruit in the future, too thin to dance."

"it is good."

"Come on, little trainee, if you enter the third round, you can learn to dance with my boss."

After Assistant Zhang left, Huo Jian slowly drank his yogurt with his head down, took out the registration form, glanced around, pushed open the door and walked in.

Although it is only half past seven, many people have already arrived on the training ground.

As soon as he walked in, dozens of eyes all followed.

Huo Jian sat down along the numbers to find a seat, next to which was sitting a little red hair, his hair burned like a cherry tree flower path.

"You came from within?" Xiao Hongmao saw him chatting with Assistant Zhang just now, and he came close and said: "Why don't you go directly to the third round and wait with us for the screening buddy."

Huo Jian is still watching the people nearby, counting several times: "There are more than two hundred?"

"That's more than that," Xiao Hongmao laughed: "There are more than 50,000 people who have signed up nationwide. Listening to my uncle, the interview passed only more than 1,500. We are the branch venue b, just enough. More than one hundred people came in to screen."

The young Zimao sitting in the front row heard them chatting and turned around to join in the fun: "Do you say this screening is to test for singing and dancing? I took the teacher to practice all afternoon yesterday, and my legs are cramping."

"I think it is, after all, we are chosen artists." Xiao Hongmao took out his mobile phone and exchanged numbers with him. The latter took out the mp4 in his pocket and showed off the music library inside him: "Xuan Buxuan , Touch screen, you can also use it to read novels."

The two played mp4 and talked about the latest hot topic, leaving Huo Jian aside.

As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the five hundred preparatory trainees were almost there. A few people sparsely pushed the door and rushed inside, looking for a place while paying a smile to the staff.

At 8:15, a long-haired woman took the microphone to the stage and signaled the staff to close the door directly.

She cleared her throat, and all the boys and girls in the stage calmed down and looked up at her.

"Hello, I am the teaching assistant teacher aya in this preliminary round."

"There are three days in the first round of screening, and the number of places to be approved in Area B is 100."

One hundred out of five hundred? !

The whispering of the audience gradually started, and everyone started to get nervous.

Aya was too lazy to look at these preparatory trainees and lifted his right hand to shake twice: "Send something."

Dozens of staff next to him picked up boxes from the cart and distributed props to them.

Huo Jian's seat was in the back row, and it took a long time before he heard someone scold in front.

"Mary next door, is this a skipping rope?!"

It was their turn soon. The prop is a skipping rope with a counter, steel wire covered rubber, electronic counting, and he used a brand for the sports examination.

Xiaohongmao took the skipping rope and put it in his hand, trying to make the number jump down by rotating the rope, but the counting screen didn't move at all. Only the actual skipping rope was useful.

The assistant teacher on the stage didn't wait for the rope to finish, so he walked to the spf's company logo and illuminated the electronic clock.

[08:20:03, July 9, 2009]

She tapped on the table with her knuckles, her red nails clasped on the numbers, holding the microphone and said: "It is now half past eight. Today's screening content is 8,000 skipping ropes. After jumping, you can register your name and receive the overnight room card."

"You can jump in time, there are energy drinks by the wall, and you can listen to the staff to guide you when you eat and rest."

"If you don't finish the dance at six in the evening, please pack up your personal belongings and leave on your own."

Hundreds of people blew up the next, and they said everything.

"Okay, find a place to jump on your own. The four corners are monitored, don't move your mind."

aya signed the document and walked off the stage and turned out of the training ground, saying nothing more.

As soon as the examiner left, many people started wailing in disregard of the image, a few people began to grab the venue and jumped, and fewer and fewer people started chatting.

Huo Jian counted it before taking off.

His mid-term exam score is 195 in one minute, and it takes at least 41 minutes to jump without rest.

Rope skipping is an extremely physical exercise, and the muscles of the whole body need to control the movement, which is a test of cardiopulmonary function.

The field gradually became quieter, only the sound of hunting hunting with steel ropes broken.

At the end of the first ten minutes, someone was tired and collapsed to rest beside him, chatting with friends while holding a drink.

At the end of the second ten minutes, half of the people on the field were out of their original positions and wandered around with the skipping rope.

Hong Maoyan 哧哧 jumped for a long time, could not help playing a greedy snake in the phone for a while.

He turned his head to look at Huo Jian and found that the child was still standing.

Jump for one minute and rest for five minutes. The back is soaked with sweat.

Hongmao handed Huo Jian a bottle of drink and sat with his legs open and panted tiredly: "It's still early, what are you in a hurry?"

Huo Jian said thank you. When the time is up, he will go back and skip rope, like a robot without emotion.

After an hour and ten minutes, there was a cry of exclamation in the distance.

Hongmao is still playing with a greedy snake, hurriedly pressing the pause to extend his neck and look: "Who? What's wrong?"

"Someone has finished jumping! Is he a human next door!"

"Really? Few thousand are you right?"

The staff issued a room card to the other person in front of others and congratulated him.

Others woke up like dreams, grabbed the skipping rope and started to rush forward.

Huo Jian feels tired as he jumps back and forth, his body gradually becoming like a lead-filled stone.

When he was reading, he used to analyze the thinking of the person who made the question. At this time, his mind was still sober.

This question is not about physical strength.

If it is really a test of physical strength, it will not give such a sufficient buffer time.

What we are actually examining is the ability of the preparatory students to execute and control themselves.

It is not difficult to jump five hundred, it is not difficult to jump one thousand, it is rare to control myself to jump to the end of eight thousand like a marathon.

His jumping speed is getting slower and slower, and the full amount is not completed until 1.35pm.

The body was already soaked with sweat and dried, and dried and wet, and his legs were shaking when walking.

Huo Jian's footsteps fluttered as he walked toward the statistics station, and sincerely thanked the two meals last night and this morning.

He owes them two favors, and he must pay it back in the future.

"Hello, please give me the skipping rope and the registration card." Miss Sister Statistics smiled sweetly: "You have accumulated five hours and 15 minutes. This is your room card and pass. Congratulations."

"Thank you." Huo Jian took the thing and turned to look back. There were three or four hundred people left.

He stood and watched for a while, and did not leave immediately.

Fang Cai’s first teenager, who was still playing with his mobile phone, finished jumping. Seeing that he hadn’t left for a long time, he came to talk.

"looking at what?"

"Look at the opponent." Huo Jian answered very briefly.

He needs to understand the situation of these opponents and confirm that he can stay to the last possibility.

"Rival?" The tall boy laughed. "Your opponent is not here."

Huo Jian frowned: "Not here?"

"Well, the seed players who really have backstage or strong strength are all actively recruited by the company, and there is no need for initial screening." The teenager pointed upstairs: "You have to wait for the third round before you have the chance to meet them. , Some people are estimated to have been defaulted."

He saw Huo Jian's expression of "sure enough" and extended his hand with a broad smile.

"Make a friend, my name is Long Ji."