The Idol Group and the Crown

Huo Jian reached out his hand to cover his face subconsciously, and Bo Jue sat next to Long Ji with a disgusted face: "You believe him if he lied to you."

"Okay, let's go." Aya patted his shoulder and continued the lesson: "So the stage performance must be contagious and expressive..."

"Teacher—" Some boys interjected: "You look so good, we blush even if we don't jump."

Aya squinted them: "After the Jinjin group, the six of you will dance veneers and sing love songs. If you don't practice at this time, you will cry enough."

Huo Jian returned to his original position and continued to listen to the class, and suddenly found that the silver-rimmed glasses were sitting next to him.

He glanced by the action of sitting down, and found that the silver-rimmed glasses were playing the greedy snake, or the fastest greedy snake.

The 3d interface is simulated on the psp screen. The colorful square snakes rammed all the way, and remember to temporarily change lanes and turn to eat props.

Huo Jianxin thought the roommate didn't listen to the class, and continued to take notes against the screen video.

Out of careful consideration during the course selection in August, his elective courses are still introductory to oral English and music theory, but because the teachers said that they can come and listen to the class casually, they simply went through several other classrooms while practicing the piano.

The rap class is particularly noisy. The teacher is talking about a freestyle, and there are students accompanied by b-box passionate accompaniment.

During the whole arranger class, I will play the electronic piano and give a presentation. The teacher is one of the arrangers in the company, and will talk about his creative process in combination with the popular songs produced before.

Huo Jian gnawed through "Cerny 599" and "Baier", and started to learn advanced "Cerny 849" under the guidance of Bo Jiu. Not so painful anymore.

He knew that when he entered the group, he would be more free in class time. He practiced the piano to be familiar with the knuckle movements. Occasionally, he also added lessons to try to play and sing, and gradually got fun.

Playing piano is fun after you get started.

Before I knew how to play the score, it was all imaginary. A string of notes played like a step on a sewing machine.

But after being able to play a whole song, the whole person will sway unconsciously with the ups and downs of the music, like entering a smooth river, plus some humming, it seems that even the soul will float with it.

Huo Jian gradually let go of his shame and began to learn to sing one song after another. When he got the wrong syllables, he came back over and over again, singing and laughing.

He practiced for several hours. When he paused drinking water, he discovered that Mr. Mi, who had taught the arrangement, stood at the door.

"Look, you've practiced for two months, and it's quite quick to get started." Teacher Mi sat over again, and walked over again after reading the melody he just played without reading the score: "The ventilation in this section is wrong.

Huo Jian had just finished drinking a sip of water, re-sing along with the beat, and began to follow his beat.

"Remember the transliteration and the weak tone," Mr. Mi finished playing for a while, and touched a pyramid-shaped metronome to teach him how to twist the clockwork: "If I like to play the piano, why not come to my singing lessons?"

Huo Jian truthfully said: "I'm afraid that the score will not be enough and will be eliminated."

"Also." The young man touched his chin: "I have a very strict rating. You are smart if you don't choose me."

"One more time," he flicked the tone of the tone, and led Huo Jian to sing down: "From ‘I will never look back at you again,’”—

Huo Jian opened his voice with the sound of his piano and watched his fingers and wheels as he played the piano.

The teacher touched the piano room and gave him a half-hour lesson, not only taught the singing skills, but also took him to learn how to cut into the singing and how to slowly fade out.

As far as Teacher Mi is concerned, when you go out to give lessons to others, it usually starts at one thousand yuan an hour, but there is nothing in front of them.

After all the lessons were over, the youth wiped the keys and asked casually: "I heard Teacher aya say they can cry when you sing Mei Tianwang's song. Is it really fake?"

Huo Jian froze: "How do you know..."

"The teacher is also very busy and will gossip with each other, okay." MiG smiled: "Actually I have seen your photo in the newspaper. You are the champion this year, right?"

"This is a secret, I know, I won't tell them," the youth said in a low voice when he got up: "Children, I wish you success in star chasing."

"Wait--" Huo Jian grabbed his wrist subconsciously, and soon released it: "Mr. Mi, what did you just say?"

"You didn't come here because of Mei Heng?" MiG surprised. "Why is that for?"

What does Mei Heng have to do with this combination?

Huo Jian didn't ask, but the surprise on his face had exposed his inner thoughts.

"Isn't it?" MiG also froze and patted his shoulder. "Ask your good friends, they must know."

"I'm going to be late for a class. See you later, little champion--"

Huo Jian sat in the piano room for a few seconds, wondering where this is going.

Long Li knew if they didn't know, but the friend in the dormitory must know.

He considered for a moment and returned to the dormitory with the piano sheet.

The roommate was paralyzed in bed reading comics, and when he saw him coming, he said hello: "Is the practice dancing gone?"

"No, I was practicing the piano just now." Huo Jian looked at the silver-rimmed glasses still playing psp on the upper bunk and sat opposite the roommate, hesitating for a while, "You said..."

"Uh huh? What?"

"You said before, I came here after chasing stars?"

"Eh, isn't it?" The roommate sat up with a carp and looked at him in surprise, "You don't know about that?"

"what's up??"

The big boy glanced at the silver-rimmed glasses and at the upper bunk. He quickly closed the dormitory door and lowered his voice: "I will tell you this secret quietly, don't let others know."

Huo Jian silently pointed to his upper bunk.

"He's okay." The big boy shook his head, probably familiar with the glasses: "I tell you, this corona, the group we want to break into the head, sounds like there are six positions, right?"

Huo Jian grabbed the point: "Sounds?"

"Actually, a position has already been determined, and many people know it."

"Finished? Internal relations?"

The roommate showed a complex smile with emotion: "You still sing King Mei's song, you really don't know."

"Mei Tianwang and his son, Mei Shengyao, twelve this year, are preparing to debut in our spf company."

"The entire super-luxury lineup, as well as these resources and famous teachers, are paving the way for him."

There was a blank in Huo Jian's mind, and he subconsciously repeated: "Already set a position?"

His chance of going up has been reduced by 16%.

"Lying trough, think about Mei Shengyao, mother is the shadow, and father is a superstar, what is the background of the sky." The roommate said more and more excited, could not help but stomped a few times: "He When I was born, the whole entertainment circle was cheering and celebrating. Why did I grow up with a diamond spoon!"

Huo Jian was still stunned, for a long while.

"Although a lot of people know this secret, don't talk outside." The big boy picked up the meal card and said: "Although I saw a lot of things about it, it's safer to say less, right Right?"

"I'm leaving, you remember to have dinner too!"

He opened the lock and hummed Qu'er went out, leaving Huo Jian sitting in the same place.

The feeling of pressure began to rise up inch by inch.

Huo Jian found the meal card, and when he turned around, he just looked at the silver-rimmed glasses and saw that he was still holding the psp in his hand.

He subconsciously said good evening.

Silver-rimmed glasses nodded coldly and continued to play games against the wall.

...... It turned out that I was tired, and I sat up to rest for a while.

"Aren't you nervous?"

The silver-rimmed glasses paused, looking at him and saying, "Are you talking to me?"

The young man's voice was cold and low, and the metal texture made people remember it when he heard it.

"Yes," Huo Jian calmed himself, and whispered, "There are only five places."

"No," the silver-rimmed glasses pressed the pause button and continued to manipulate the greedy snake to turn and nibble at the apple: "You only have one quota to grab."

Huo Jian's first reaction is that this person is definitely not simple.

It's not that his explosive material is really untrue, but his attitude towards this secret.

Don't care, don't mind him talking to people outside.

Not because of trust, not because I didn't plan to debut here at all-if I didn't want to debut, why have rounds and rounds of screening and evaluation till now?

"Want to know?" Silver-rimmed glasses said lightly: "I beg you to tell me."

Self-esteem is meaningless at this moment.

Huo Jian lowered his head and said seriously: "Please, thank you."

"Corona, spf's strongest resource allocation in ten years, a bunch of luxury brands and TV stations are already chasing and talking about cooperation." The teenager pushed his glasses: "The core main push member, of course, is Mei Shengyao."

The son of the queen of the shadow queen, the talent has a profound background.

"In addition to Mei Shengyao, several other location companies have already found a good position."

"The piano genius counts as one, and the first round of four rounds of screening exams counts as one."

Singing and jumping skills are very strong, with comparable results.

The big probability of the surnamed dragon is the person with the most comprehensive ability among amateurs, not to mention that rap electives also got full marks, which can make up a shortcoming in the combination.

"There is also a musical that sings in the West End of London, looks good and dances perfectly, and is expected to return to China next month."

Huo blade clenched the cold bedpost, letting the thorn stick his palm.

He originally felt that he could still make it into the top five, but he did not expect that competition would be so intense.

There are six places in total, and there are four by default.

"No, there are two left," Huo Jian said in a dry voice: "You only said four."

"Yes." The teenager raised his head, still holding the game console in his left hand, and pushed his glasses down with his right hand.

His voice was cold and his expression calm.

"Another one is me."