The CP of the strong group is the sweetest [Entertainment]

Chapter 17

"Wow~" Putting away his finger that was dispelling Xiaole, Yan Hang whistled softly, which was regarded as a compliment to Cheng Feng's state.

But the forest ghost standing beside him saw it very clearly, and reminded in a low voice:

"Your camera doesn't seem to be turned off."

"Oh, yes, yes." Yan Hang said with a smile, "I almost forgot, thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would have been discovered by the program crew."

"You are also very angry." Lin Gui asked.

"Of course I'm angry." Yan Hang put his phone away, "What kind of dog compares to the show and dares to threaten us. There are no people in this world who can threaten winners—they don't want the two babies to be popular, but I want to."

Lin Gui showed a haughty smile, high-fived Yan Hang with an innocent baby face, and turned his head to the stage.

But Fang Yunhua hung on Ye Qifan, he reached out and made a GOODjob gesture to Yan Hang.

Yan Hang put his hands in the void and made a gesture of pulling his skirt to salute.

Han Jae-sung: "..."

Did my teammates clay mold themselves today?

Mud.

Unable to bear to look at these unscrupulous teammates, Han Zaixing continued to focus on the two people Yan Hang called "babies".

The bodies of the two people seemed to be glued together.

The slight breath of sweat on Cheng Feng's body tightly wrapped Yuan Xiao's whole body, together with the temperature, he strongly declared his possessive desire at this moment.

Cheng Feng's arms were extremely strong, and he tightly shackled Yuan Xiao in his arms. In this tight hug, Yuan Xiao felt that all the air in his lungs was about to be squeezed out.

no... no...

The beating of the heart has never been so fast, Yuan Xiao can hear his own heartbeat, as loud as the sound of thunder.

Trying to push Cheng Feng, Yuan Xiao whispered, "Everyone... is watching."

"Ah."

Accompanied by the sound of um, the two finally let go, each took a step back, and opened up some distance.

The huge stage was completely silent, and everyone was waiting for Cheng Feng's next move.

However, Cheng Feng did nothing.

He just took a deep look at Yuan Xiao, then turned around and went back.

Yuan Xiao's eyes followed his back, and saw him climbing to the highest peak and standing up again.

The height of the stage has not changed, nothing has changed.

The stage that is so high that you can hardly climb it is still so high.

But when Yuan Xiao looked up, his mood was not so sad.

·

Today is not the official filming, but let the trainees familiarize themselves with their positions first, and rehearse it again, and the official first stage will be filmed tomorrow.

The next time will be divided into classes and practice again. While practicing, the program group will invite people one after another to shoot the personal impressions that can be used separately for interludes.

The tight schedule leaves little room for respite, but no one complains.

If you don't want to suffer, you don't have to come here in the first place.

The most important thing so far is only tomorrow's first stage.

The first stage determines the first impression, whether it is on the edge or in the middle, the place where the camera can scan is the place where those who are still strangers know themselves for the first time.

Cheng Feng looked at the team of Class A, hesitated for a moment, and moved his toes towards Yuan Xiao.

But it's a pity that he, who won the junior C, is now the target of various filming teams. He only took a step forward, and was dragged back directly.

"Cheng Feng, Cheng Feng, before your class A's rehearsal starts, let's record some of your thoughts first? It only takes ten minutes."

"And our side also needs it! Not many, a few shots!"

The rushing crowd directly buried Cheng Feng in the middle, surrounded by them, Cheng Feng glanced worriedly to the outside of the crowd.

Yuan Xiao stood at the end of Class F, so thin that he was so skinny.

Everyone in class F was walking forward, only Yuan Xiao turned around, smiled and waved at the place where Cheng Feng was.

"See you later." Yuan Xiao's mouth seemed to say so.

Cheng Feng's expression was serious, he nodded without showing any sign of happiness.

"Don't forget about our side! It's better to edit some more cool shots...!" Cheng Feng's thoughts were interrupted by a request from a staff member.

He looked at the staff surrounding him, no longer distracted, and devoted himself to his work.

·

Because the conversation with Cheng Feng was delayed for a while, Yuan Xiao was the last one to arrive at the practice room of Class F.

He almost thought there was no one inside.

The whole practice room was quiet, the ceiling lights were not turned on, only two small lights from nowhere were turned on, making the whole practice room look extraordinarily gloomy.

The lively stage and crowd just now had nothing to do with the people in this practice room.

The world that belongs to them is the same color as the clothes, here it is gray.

Yuan Xiao couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart.

The people here are all people whose wings have just been broken and told that the future is hopeless.

They lost their sky-colored hoodies, their newly familiar teammates, and even the chance to stand on the stage.

What is dusty is not the environment of the practice room, more precisely, it is the hearts of the trainees.

Everyone was disheartened, so they could only keep calm and huddled in the corner without saying a word.

After standing at the door and thinking for 2 minutes, Yuan Xiao reached out and pushed the door open with an exaggerated movement.

The door panel was pushed too hard by Yuan Xiao, so it hit hard on the wall of the practice room.

After the earth-shattering sound of the door, Yuan Xiao pressed the switch next to the wall with both hands, and after a "snap", the lights in the practice room were fully turned on.

When the eyes that are used to the dimness suddenly come into contact with strong light, the first reaction of the trainees is to close their eyes suddenly, or raise their hands to block them.

Half a second later, when they tried to open their eyes, what they saw was Yuan Xiao's smiling face appearing in the light.

Everyone: "..."

Yuan Xiao observed that everyone opened their eyes, so he raised his hand and waved, giving everyone a sunny smile:

"Hi, everyone, you all know me." Yuan Xiao said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know each other. Let me introduce myself. I am Yuan Xiao. I just fell from class A to class F."

Everyone: "..."

There was indeed no one who didn't know this person.

After all, this is a member who forcibly snatched the seat of a certain member of class A when they met for the first time, and then successfully got A-level from the devil mentor, and fell to F-level in less than three days.

Its ups and downs, it is sad for those who see it, and tears for those who hear it.

But this incident itself is so sad, it’s okay for Yuan Xiao not to hide and cry secretly, standing here and saying in a hearty tone, “I’m Yuan Xiao who just fell from class A to class F”, is simply arrogance to the extreme .

No one knew who he was, so they could only stare at him blankly.

"When I first came in, I saw everyone was very sad." Yuan Xiao said, "But this kind of sadness is actually unnecessary."

No one speaks.

Yuan Xiao: "If you want to compare misery, I am the worst one among you. I fell from heaven to hell within three days. I should sit here crying and sit here without saying a word."

These few words reached everyone's hearts, and they even nodded a little quietly.

"But I don't want to."

Yuan Xiao waited enough for everyone's reaction, and then laughed again.

"What's the use of being sad? I know very well that my ability is not so low."

"They say I'm an F, am I an F? If they really think so, it must be a major mistake in their career history."

"And if...they really don't think so, I shouldn't be sad."

The companies of some of the trainees present knew a little about the investors behind the program, and they had spread the theory of Yuanshi conspiracy in the practice room at the beginning. When Yuan Xiao said this, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Who am I, what am I like, do I really need others to define me before I can conclude?"

"Of course, that's not what I want to say the most."

"What I want to say most is that now that I have come to Class F, I will join everyone's team, sit in a corner and cry together until the end of the game. Does it make sense for me to pack up and leave?"

Yuan Xiao said, shaking his head: "I don't think so."

"Stop talking so much nonsense." Someone in the crowd said wearily, "Then why don't you tell me, you've already come to this ghostly place, what else is meaningful?"

"Accumulating experience is meaningful; gaining growth is meaningful, and today is different from tomorrow." Yuan Xiaofei quickly retorted.

"If you still can't dance the theme song well, it's meaningful to learn to dance well.

If you still can't sing the theme song well, singing it well is the meaning. "

Yuan Xiao said, "We are Class F, but Class F is also a class, and we can also learn from the masters of winners, isn't it meaningful?"

The last sentence is the most irrefutable.

Yes, when you come here, no matter you are in class A or class F, you can almost take a class of winners.

This is the ultimate benefit that many people in the industry dare not dream of.

Many people have been persuaded by Yuan Xiao, whispering to each other.

Yuan Xiao: "When we came to class F, many people labeled us 'no', so should we label ourselves as 'no'?"

Picking up her clothes, Yuan Xiao pointed to the gray color: "Grey on a cloudy day is not good, but as long as the clouds are pushed away, the sun will shine brighter than on a sunny day."

The last sentence was the end. After finishing speaking, a burst of crisp applause sounded at the door of the practice room.

Yuan Xiao turned around quickly, and saw Han Zaixing holding a splint under his armpit, clapping his hands, and walked into the practice room from the door.

"It's over." Han spread his hands at the star booth, "I wanted to cheer you on, but Yuan Xiao finished all the lines."

Hearing this sentence, Yuan Xiao patted his head in embarrassment, while the other trainees roared with laughter.

"Then let me talk about something else." Han Zaixing took out the splint and handed it to Yuan Xiao, "From now on, the filming ends today, and there may be two hours before the director leaves the stage."

"What do you want to do for these two hours?"

"Dancing?" someone said.

"Sing...I can't do it at all..." said another.

Yuan Xiao thought for a while, then asked sharply: "The first stage shooting... are we sure we can't do it?"

"The number of people on stage is fixed, and there is no place for class F." Han Jae-sung replied.

"So... what about after the filming of those classes?" Yuan Xiao asked, "It's just for practice, let's try to experience it on the stage...or record it and broadcast it as a sideshow?"

Han Zaixing smiled and said nothing.

"Can you?" Yuan Xiao pleaded.

"I don't know if it's possible." Han Jae-sung said, "But there is still one day left, let's communicate with the program team and get a qualification to step on the stage and dance once... Maybe, it's not a big problem."

Yuan Xiao: "Really?!"

"The director and the others are on the stage right now. Whether you want to try it or not and how to try it are all up to you to decide."

The author has something to say: Explanation of terms: Clay sculpture = Nisu.It probably means that the idol who was originally a male turned him into a female idol.For example, our clay sculpture Yuan Xiao is: ah ah, my daughter Yuan Xiao is really beautiful today, the little baby should be loved by Cheng Feng [How about this... I am not very good at clay sculpture hahahaha, just give me an example.