The Idol Group and the Crown

Punching the ears is an instant matter, but it's not too painful.

Huo Jian instinctively arched his body at that moment, his hands clenched by Xie Lianyun.

"Not afraid," he coaxed him with a smile: "It's over."

Dr. Zhai carefully helped him put on the silver needle, and advised: "Don't use the tea stalk, it is not necessarily clean, usually pay attention to clean, don't get infected."

In the next few days, Huo Jian and Mei Shengyao turned the silver needle regularly and disinfected with alcohol.

His left ear is slightly inflamed and will not hurt when turning.

Several other people took turns holding his hand, and when Ji Ji helped medication, he diverted his attention.

They understand his weaknesses, and the natural openness to them is like a mature child.

"We are here."

"It's done, is my craft good, Captain!"

Huo Jian didn't think that he would be taken care of like this.

He found himself laughing a lot this year, much more cheerful than in the past.

A few days after turning his head, Uncle Jiang calmly met with them and raised a hand to take a transcript on the table.

The lingering smell of smoke and the two sword eyebrows are just like the director.

"What's going on in this assessment?"

"Mei Shengyao dance b-, Longji vocal music or c, Chi Ji took d?"

In fact, this time the results have been much better than before. Everyone has five main subjects to learn every night. On Saturdays, they go out from time to time to prepare for a performance.

Huo Jian led the team daily to lead them to dance and practice songs, knowing the overall situation.

Uncle Jiang has always been demanding. Basically, he has to beat them fiercely every month, and he almost shakes his head to say that you are the worst session I have ever brought.

It seems that the older generation likes such reverse education.

He quickly tapped the table with his knuckles, pushing the sheet of paper forward again.

"The captain came out to explain, no reason was allowed."

Huo Jian immediately admits his mistake: "I didn't do my duty, I admit the punishment."

Uncle Jiang found that the kid learned faster than anyone else, and said with a black face: "You're done with the punishment? Isn't your punishment with Ji Ji?"

Long Ji sat upright and raised his hand: "Uncle Jiang! Koike had the best grades in his usual days. He had a cold in the exam that day, and he took medicine to write questions and he didn't concentrate!"

"I said no excuses are allowed." Jiang Shuyin said: "Mei Shengyao also caught a cold. Are you all cold?"

"He slipped while dancing," Huo Jian explained immediately. "He will be careful in the future, this time it was an accident."

Mei Sheng's embarrassed expression appeared, subconsciously wanting to speak.

"You can't say it if you don't?" Uncle's voice shook like Hong Zhongzhen's ears. "Are you guaranteeing him?"

"I promise him," Huo Jian didn't hide, and his eyes were serious. "He won't."

"You are the worst session I have ever brought!" Uncle Jiang knocked on the table again: "What's the matter if you stand up and don't get up on vocal music? Is it good or bad at the beginning of the year? Now I'm going back more and more?"

Long Ji whispered: "Did you take a last month."

"It made sense that you took a last month and c this month?"

"Uncle Jiang, don't fry it first." Long Ji said in a flat and steady manner: "This song doesn't match my style, it is too soft and soft, and I can't sing it."

Uncle Jiang turned his head to look at Bo Ju: "Which song did you test?"

Bo Jue expressionless: ""I give oil to the motherland"."

"Long Ji, if you owe me, go out and punish me!"

Uncle Jiang cracked up and gave the children a lesson, forcibly removed the impetuous atmosphere every day, and then shot out this calendar when he was finished, pointing to September.

"Finally, there will be a final review in three months."

"I'm still waiting to arrange resources for you next year. If you want to debut, give me a hard time to learn and practice!"

Xie Lianyun sharply grasped the point: "Uncle Jiang, you can't wait anymore."

Uncle Jiang suddenly stopped.

"Did you see that the little boy on the 12th floor debuted earlier, feeling anxious?" Xie Lianyun raised his fox tail and pushed down his silver glasses to continue: "Does the wine table compare with that group of agents?"

Uncle Jiang was furious: "What do you know!"

"That surnamed Fan every day talks to me about his little idol. Can't I urge you to take a good exam?"

Huo Jian will immediately accept when he sees it well: "Uncle, you have good intentions, we must be well prepared, and strive for the first assessment to pass all 3a."

"I don't want to fight, I must be!"

Xie Lianyun squinted with a chin on his chin and smiled, "Don't you teach us to be patient every day..."

"Xie Lianyun Long Ji You go out and stop for ten minutes and then come in."

Long Ji said, "I didn't say a word, OK."

After the penalty station ended, Uncle Jiang just went to the nearby terrace to smoke a cigarette and sat back contentedly.

"Now tell the business."

Long Ji and Xie Lianyun sat on both sides with their heads held together, refusing to speak again.

"Look at the screen." He took the coffee cup from the assistant and showed them the popular video taken by passers-by.

The first segment is the half-stage process of their fight in the mall, and the second segment is Crown's first public performance on Qingxi Road.

Millions of clicks have actually passed, and thousands of comments are particularly lively.

"Wait for a group name in the front row!"

"How come such a handsome regiment hasn't debuted yet? I'm waiting to die!!"

"The six troughs are the ones on the first floor of the mall at that time? Are there any fairy groups that actually play piano, dance and sing?"

"How do I think every little brother looks very suitable for my first love..."

Uncle Jiang read the half-page with his mouse, and slowly said: "If you encounter this kind of thing, you should tell me earlier. I will arrange for the promotion team to help push the video early."

"There were millions of clicks," Chi Ji showed a surprised expression: "Aren't we already red?"

"It's a little hot." Uncle Jiang doesn't shy away: "The two popular videos happen to be the same group of people and can drain each other."

"Weibo is very popular after it went online last year. This year we are arranging a team to manage accounts, and we have also registered your official number in advance."

The mouse clicked twice and went to the official homepage of corona. There is also a V certification in the lower right corner of the crown avatar.

——There are already 100,000 fans.

"I wanted to cover up the wind," Jiang Shu said with a sip of coffee. "I don't know where the 18th-line celebrity jumped out and impersonated, saying that he was the one who took the lead in dancing, which is really funny."

"Don't go out for the performance recently, just brew a wave for a few days, and you will go to Qingxi Road to finale next month."

Huo Jian sat at the front of the long table and realized for the first time that he was getting closer and closer to his debut.

——They already have fans.

After the end of August, three oldschools and two oldschools have already finished jumping ahead of schedule.

Pei Ru was already prepared and took them to jazz.

This kind of dance originally originated from black dance, and became more and more varied after American adaptation and modernization.

The core is to emphasize the body curve, the movement is diametrically opposed to the fierce and fast of regular street dance, pay attention to smooth and continuous elasticity.

He wore a wide coat from spring to autumn, and his style and fancy style have changed more than a dozen, and it is sullen and fashionable.

Huo Jian only saw him pull the zipper to his chest during the dance and dance, and probably guessed the difference.

——The teaching at this stage is too simple and not worth his sweat.

No wonder it is not necessary to teach trainees to play mobile phones all the way.

"I will demonstrate with you first." He walked around and called Chi Jiji out: "Stand over."

Wei Jie pressed the remote control next to it, and the husky lazy female voice came out softly: "ohbabebabe--"

Pei Ruya's waist sank, his fingertips straightened from his ankles to his knees and thighs, and his figure was revealed.

Sir Ji Ji jumped so well that he could follow the whole course the first time.

"Imustconfess, thatmyloneslinessiskillingmenow--"

The two of them are dancing the same dance, with very different styles.

Ji Ji’s body stretch is the strongest in the team, both taking into account the softness and releasing the bold and bold aura. His eyes enter the play in a second when he hears the music, and he looks directly at everyone in the field.

He was slender and pliable, pure and wild, and shook his **** like a naive wild cat.

Pei Ru also has a sense of power.

It seems to be asking for conquest when opening the limbs, and the upper arm wrist swings and rotates like lifting a scepter and shaking his head to shake his head.

His waist and legs were all tight and smooth, and he stretched out his fingers and backed back to the hook, ordering everyone to follow forward invisible.

"Givemeasign-hitmebabyonemoretime!"

Huo Jian still remembered the effect of different expressions and intensity control on the stage effect after reading it for the first time. He accidentally glanced left and right and found that other boys were a little blushed.

It's not even embarrassing to look away.

Someone later realized that there were a lot of sexual cues in these movements, and continued to stare at them with a full academic spirit to burn the disc in their brains.

After three jumps, Pei Ru also motioned to Ji Ji to let it go.

"The action is very simple, have you remembered it?"

Xie Liyun quickly shook his head: "No."

"Jump up if you don't, Koike you go ahead and lead the jump."

The bamboo knife knocked twice on the wooden floor, and the other five silently twisted.

"It's so mad..." Xie Lianyun whispered softly: "I've turned into a bend."

A bamboo knife knocked on the waist: "wave!"

Huo Jian followed the street dance for half a year and thought he had found a point, but now he has to practice the exercises in reverse.

His body was originally like a castanets, and the shock was fast and sloppy. Now he wants to tie all the joints with soft and tough springs, showing all the lines of the thighs, butts, waists and chests like estrus animals.

Pei Ru also stood beside the wooden knife, his voice was sober: "Jazz only learns one basic track and won't let you touch too much."

"Uncle Jiang is arranging your resources for the album tomorrow, and has suggested many ideas to me."

He looked serious and seemed to be talking about business: "Of course, the main body of the album is with hip-hop, highlighting the sense of handsome and free boyfriend, but I suggest you do a jazz to reconcile."

Most of the stage maintains a clean and bright unified style, leaving a reserved track that desires and shows off, and makes the sense of contrast absolute.

Huo Jian is still following Chi Ji to learn to shake his waist, subconsciously turning his head and saying, "Has the arrangement been started?"

"Well, the team must be organized in advance, and the studio also needs to make an appointment." Pei Ru also said lightly: "Next year's crown choreographer is still me, your group is at the top of the cooperation priority."

Huo Jian leaped slow and half a beat, nervously waiting to be pumped, but the bamboo sword remained in place.

"Your birthday today." The man glanced at him: "Does not hurt you."

Long Ji laughed and said, "Teacher Pei knows Huo Huo's birthday?"

"Gifts have been given." Pei Ru also calmly said: "He counted the first student I officially accepted."

"Good luck may be the only one."

Huo Jian didn't expect there to be such a stubble, and his movements were a quarter and a half slower.

"Teacher, what are we!"

"I teach you to dance, to teach him urban and choreography, there is no conflict." Pei Ruye hands clasped on the bamboo sword, watching the teenager slowly spoke.

"He never forgets, it's a pity not to learn this."

The tone was somewhat solemn.

Urban is a collection of multi-dance, which requires insight and strong memory coordination.

The average person can only learn fur, and can't jump out of its essence in just two or three years.

But Pei Ru also knew that Huo Jian could do it.

He can even choreograph to this level without learning to teach himself for half a year.

Huo Jian breathed for a few seconds and hurriedly said: "You already know?"

When was he exposed in front of him?

Pei Ru laughed and said nothing.

There was a brief silence in the practice room.

Bo Ju thought that these four words were a joke, and he only recovered when he saw Huo Jian's expression: "Really? It's because you learned piano so fast?"

Long Ji thought of the many details they used to get along with, and later realized: "Is this ability really real... Have you practiced before? Or is it natural?"

"intrinsic."

Wei Jie was ignorant: "Lying trough?!"

Just after this jump to the break time, Pei Ru also waved their hands to freely move and went out to answer the phone and talk about things.

Several regiments quickly came around, Wei Jie was standing on the periphery listening to gossip, all curious.

Huo Jian silently said: "I thought thank you for telling you..."

Mei Shengyao turned his head to look at Xie Lianyun: "You are hiding me!"

Xie Lianyun thoughtfully said: "Huo Jianhe is actually - last year's high school entrance examination champion."

Everyone:?

"He can remember everything once he sees it."

Everyone:? ?

"Having lived with me for half a month, I finished the entire English dictionary."

Everyone:? ? ?

Bo Jue pressed his hands against the captain and hissed for a long time: "The Huo blade you said is our Huo blade?"

Xie Lianyun immediately looked at Huo Jian: "Did I confess too quickly?"

When Pei Ru also solved the company chores and returned to the hive dance room, the captain was surrounded by his companions, and there was only Xiaowei teacher beside him.

"One more show!"

"Hoho again!"

The teenager turned his back on him, a little embarrassed: "That's not good."

"No class yet, nothing is okay~"

Pei Ru also leaned against the door frame and looked at him with a smile.

Huo Jian thought about something at random, and said: "π is equal to 3.1415926535897932..."

He was as natural as he was told by the Jiu Jiu multiplication table, and Chi Ji was helping Mei Sheng to help his chin.

"I rely on...too strong." Wei Jie said dreamily: "Is there still such a thing?!"

Xie Lianyun quickly said: "Huo Huo, this is not strong, 45823 times 12342 is equal to how much!"

Huo Jian thought without hesitation: "565547466."

Mei Shengyao later realized that he took out his mobile phone and pressed the calculator. When he saw the answer, he was stunned: "How did this happen!"

"This one has tips and tricks..."

"Captain, I think I'm dreaming."

"Huohuo, are you a monster?"

"You're actually a super schoolmaster-I just knew it today!!"

Pei Ru also whistled: "It's time for class."

The five practice rooms tried to delay the time at the same time: "Teacher wait five more minutes"

"You will be together year after year, and it's not that bad."

He helped him freely and put a milk candy in his palm.

"Sweet today."

Huo Jian quickly said thanks to the teacher, peeled the sugar and ate it, folded the cow grain sugar paper back into his pocket, and squinted as the milk smell melted and spread.

Jump a little longer and you won't gain weight.

Sugar is delicious.

Time is faster than they thought.

It seems that the day before the signing of the contract to join corona was also signed at the beginning of the year, and immediately jumped to the assessment week at the end of December.

Uncle Jiang disappeared for two and a half months. It seemed to evaporate. He didn't even attend the last exam.

They haven't been trained for a long time and they're not used to it. They always feel that the crown is missing a bracket.

On December 30, the team's shape, mock interviews, and graphic performance were evaluated.

On the 31st, the group performance and five main courses will be assessed.

From January 1st to 5th, the sub-class assessment and final fitness test will be conducted.

The final result of the sunrise on January 10.

On the tenth day, the housekeeping took them to the conference hall of the administrative building.

All the instructors arrived at the scene and were still wearing formal attire.

Pei Ruye and Zhong Fengyu sat on either side of the center seat and looked at them with a smile.

Six teenagers sat across from each other anxiously, very close to each other.

Uncle Jiang quickly walked into the meeting room with envelopes wearing sunglasses, with a strong posture.

Everyone got up at the same time.

The general agent stood at the throne and bowed deeply to everyone.

"Everyone worked hard."

Everyone saluted at the same time and sat down neatly.

"Let me read the performance results of Corona's first year."

He opened the envelope and the blinds fell on the temples that had been deliberately trimmed.

"Leader odyssey, Mei Shengyao."

"Dance, vocal music, performance, creation, 4a."

The child was breathing a sigh of relief against the back of the chair.

"Lord Rapper Alston, Ryoji."

"Dance, rap, performance, 3a."

Long Ji nodded slightly.

"The main author is ralph, Xie Liyun."

"Vocality, performance, composition, rap, 4a." Uncle Jiang paused: "Vocality is precisely a-, but your creation teacher insists on saving you from passing the test, so extra points are counted."

Xie Lianyun smiled and answered.

"Master instrumental otis, thin Ju."

"Vocality, performance, creation, 3a." Uncle Jiang looked to Changfa Youth: "The remaining five sub-classes are all a."

Bo Jue's lips didn't speak.

"The lead singer noah, Chi Ji."

"Dance, vocal, performance, 3a." The uncle's tone was much softer: "In vocal and dance, they are exempted from the exam, but they still take the exam on time and have excellent results."

The teenager laughed shyly, and the teachers applauded tacitly.

"So, the last one."

"Captain, the only c, cain Huo blade."

Uncle Jiang placed the envelope and the transcript on the table, crossed his fingers like a hollow tower, and announced the final result without any haste.

"Dance, vocal, rap, creation, performance, all have high scores."

"Your grade is 5a."