When Chu Qing was about to leave, Rong Subai finally called her.

This time, he did not hesitate anymore.

Instead, he chose to directly tell the problem that had troubled him for a long time.

"Is this show really fair?"

Chu Qing did not give him a positive answer, but said, "I will try my best to maintain its fairness."

Her words were like a gust of wind, blowing away all the suspicion and doubt in Rong Subai's heart in an instant, as thick fog gradually faded, and suddenly became clear.

Rong Subai didn't believe in others, but he was willing to believe in Chu Qing.

...

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the morning of the second assessment, all the trainees were nervously reviewing their movements outdoors as if they were about to go to the college entrance examination.

He Chi whispered the theme song, but because the sound was very small and the speed was speeding up, it sounded like chanting scriptures.

Pei Yanzhao couldn't stand it anymore, and his eyes were filled with speechlessness.

"You don't have to be so nervous. You just go in and shoot for a while, and the tutors are not there."

Each trainee has two chances. If there is a mistake in the first recording, he can ask to record again.

The final film will be handed over to the instructors to watch and review by the program team.

He Chi slowly raised his hand to him and said nervously: "Show it to you quietly, my hands are shaking."

Pei Yanzhao: "..."

He looked away and suddenly didn't want to admit that He Chi was his childhood friend.

He Chi sighed and said, "I am in Class C now. If you don't climb up, you will debut and I can only continue to go back to the polar night to sing."

Thinking of this, He Chi felt no longer confident.

Pei Yanzhao knew that He Chi was suspicious of his old habit at the critical moment. He kept staring at the closed door of the shooting room and said lightly: "Your dancing skills can usually be assigned to Class C instead of Class D, you know

Why?"

He Chi was stunned for a moment and tentatively said, "Because of the addition of his appearance?"

You really don't know how to be modest...

Pei Yanzhao couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Because your singing skills are enough to be in Class A, but you still need to practice dancing more. I hope I haven't taught you in vain these days."

He Chi swallowed. The memories of these three days were really too painful. Every day he got up early and went to bed late to practice dancing, he had already formed muscle memories.

Even dreaming about dancing, my hands and feet started to move when I heard the prelude to the theme song.

Pei Yanzhao smiled at him for the first time.

The alarm bell rang in He Chi's heart.

Sure enough, he only heard him say, "If the second class division result comes out and I don't see you in Class A, you can invite me to garden hotpot after the show ends."

He Chi's expression was instantly dull. Garden hotpot? Is it the Garden hotpot that can earn a meal that will cost him a month's salary?

Pei Yanzhao said slowly: "I haven't tried adding king crabs to the hot pot..."

He Chi took a deep breath and hurriedly stopped his imagination, "Stop talking, I have to go to Class A even though I have to fight my life today."

...

Trainees in Class A can give priority to shooting.

Everyone's expressions when they walked out of the shooting room were different, some were full of confidence and some were pale.

You can see how they performed at a glance.

When Chu Qing arrived, it was Pei Yanzhao's turn to take pictures.

She was dressed in a low-key manner, with her hair tied behind her head, and a gray fisherman's hat and mask. If she didn't pay attention, she thought that the staff of her program team were standing quietly behind the camera.

"Is the shooting so slow? It seems that many people have taken it twice today."

As soon as she spoke, she frightened her elder brother to the point of trembling.

The photography elder brother looked at her with horror, his eyes filled with words, "When did you come?"

Chu Qing coughed awkwardly and whispered: "Don't worry about me, don't tell them, I'm here to watch."

The photography elder brother nodded, feeling a little confused.

This is not something that the tutor does not use at all.

A few minutes later, Pei Yanzhao walked out of the shooting room.

Almost everyone in the corridor stared at him with bright eyes.

However, Pei Yanzhao's eyes were quiet, and there was no sign of any emotion of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness on his face.

He Chi was even more anxious than him and hurriedly pulled him aside, "How is it? Tell me about it!"

"It's similar to the usual practice, there are no mirrors, and there are a few more lenses."

Seeing that he was talking calmly, He Chi couldn't help but feel nervous and asked, "How many staff members are there?"

Pei Yanzhao thought about it, "Two."

There are only two staff members? He Chi is a little surprised.

It's Rong Subai's turn next.

His body had completely recovered. He heard his name inside and walked towards the shooting room without any haste.

This is a very empty room with no mirror inside, and there are cameras in all directions, facing the center.

"Stand in the middle, why are you slowing down?"

The staff member was a man in red clothes and his tone was very impatient.

Rong Subai whispered to him apologize and stood in the middle.

As soon as I stood up, the accompaniment suddenly rang.

Rong Subai was stunned for a moment and quickly followed the rhythm.

Another staff member in charge of playing songs may have forgotten to remind him to start and play music without saying a word. If Rong Subai hadn't reacted quickly, he would have made a mistake.

His performance was perfect, and his singing resounded throughout the open shooting room as if it was reverb, without any mistakes.

The end was approaching, but the music was cut off.

Rong Subai paused, pursed his lips, and looked at the man in red with a sorry look on his left.

"Sorry, little brother, a camera has a malfunction. I'll adjust it. Please re-record it later."

Rong Subai closed his eyes. The constant situation made him feel a little anxious and a layer of sweat appeared in his palms.

He took a deep breath and said, "Please hurry up. This should be my first recording, right? After all, it was re-recorded because of a machine failure."

The rating criteria for passing once and twice are definitely different.

The staff member smiled at him without answering.

Rong Subai frowned and was about to ask questions, but the man in red suddenly said, "Okay, don't waste time for those who come later, let's start."

...

Rong Subai's expression was a little ugly when he came out of the shooting room. His forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was in a very bad mood.

Everyone saw his expression and whispered.

"Why did it take so long? More than ten minutes is enough to record a few people."

"Why do I feel that Rong Subai's expression is like eating people?"

"Are you a mistake? Alas, there's nothing you can do. Who told him to delay so long practice time?"

Hearing the discussion around, Lin Yu's lips curled and his heart was slightly calmed.

Looking at Rong Subai's dazed expression, Chu Qing's eyes were filled with a hint of exploration.

Why did he stay in it for so long?

If there is a mistake, you can finish the shooting within ten minutes, so how can it be delayed for nearly twenty minutes?

At this time, the door was opened by the person inside.

A staff member in red clothes explained to the waiting person outside: "Sorry, something went wrong with the equipment just now, and it wasted a little time to debug the equipment."
Chapter completed!