"I heard that a dark horse emerged from class F. He learned all the singing and dancing of the theme song in one night, and was praised by Brother Feng."

"Really? So powerful?"

"Wasn't Teacher Rong there at the time? There were also Lian Que and the others from Class B. Why don't we ask?"

"Is even Class F so scary now?"

At this time, there are still ten hours left before the theme song assessment——

The students in Class A gathered together during the break to discuss news from other classes.

Because the time for learning the theme song this time was too short, and as the ones who were temporarily leading in terms of strength, it would be somewhat embarrassing if they were suppressed during the theme song evaluation. Therefore, the nine people practiced hard day and night, among which

Chu Nanxing and Li Xing were the ones who left the classroom the least. When they heard the discussion around them, they were still a little bit unable to recover.

It’s no wonder that the two of them were behind on information. In order to gain more time to practice, they waited until everyone was done eating before going. They were not in busy scenes with many people, so they didn’t know much about what was going on around them. In addition,

The two of them particularly looked down upon those students in the class who were weak in ability, and they had no intention of wasting their time on "poverty alleviation."

Now listening to the discussions among the girls around her, Li Xing unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle in her hand, turned around curiously and asked: "Class F? Who is it?"

Chu Nanxing, who was standing next to her, had a figure in his mind, but thinking about Ji Yuchu's stage performance, he had doubts again. At that time, Rong Bai, who was sitting in the corner resting, was curiously poked by a friend next to him. She raised her hand and used a towel.

He wiped the top of his neck and said casually:

"Her name is Ji Yu."

"I watched her singing and dancing on the theme song, it was very good."

The evaluation only contained three simple words, but the girls around could not help but exclaimed: "Wow!"

How outstanding is a trainee that Rong Bai can describe as "extremely good"?

Li Xing was also startled. Originally, there was a bit of joking in his eyes, and he didn't take this person very seriously. After getting along with him for the past few days, and knowing Rong Bai's strength and personality, he couldn't help but become serious.

Then he gently touched Chu Nanxing next to him with his elbow.

"Hey, Nan Xing, why do I think this name sounds familiar?"

"When you were first on stage, you seemed to have noticed someone from Class F, was she her?"

Chu Nanxing pursed her lips. She obviously used light-colored lip gloss today, and her makeup was in a youthful and energetic style. However, her eyes darkened now, and her whole aura became a little gloomy.

Li Xing was relatively slow and did not notice the changes in her friend beside her at all. He still looked at her with curious eyes. Chu Nanxing noticed it himself, and quickly changed his eyes, smiled again, and responded softly: "

Um."

When "Ji Yu" was not strong enough, Li Xing wasn't interested in her at all, but now she heard the descriptions from the students next to her and guessed that Ji Yu would become a strong competitor for them, so she uncharacteristically became more concerned.

Ask Chu Nanxing:

"I wanted to ask before, do you know that Ji Yu?"

Chu Nanxing took out a powder puff from his trouser pocket, opened the small mirror inside, took a look at his makeup, then picked up the powder puff to touch up some of the makeup spots on his face, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Seeing her dark eyes, she remained silent and replied casually:

"It's not acquaintance, just meeting."

After hearing this answer, Li Xing wanted to ask more about Ji Yu, but Chu Nanxing didn't want to continue on this topic. He covered the powder with a "Gada", put it in his pocket, and said:

"Keep practicing."

"As long as we dance well enough, we don't need to care about others."

Although she hasn't seen Ji Yu's stage yet, Chu Nanxing herself has been praised by her dance teacher Zhitao. She started learning dance with Chu Jianyu when she was four years old and has been dancing for sixteen years now.

Already.

In the beginning, no one paid attention to her. No matter how hard she tried, her parents, relatives, and friends could only see Chu Jianyu, and her sister could only live in this world.

Under the light of Chu Jianyu.

Now Chu Jianyu has been dead for many years.

No one can get past her.

Chu Nanxing believed so firmly.

Li Xing saw her facing the mirror without saying a word and started playing the theme song again, so she put aside her inquiring thoughts and continued practicing with Chu Nanxing.

…

at the same time.

Class f.

The closer to the assessment time, the more nervous the students became. Some even sat in the corner and broke down involuntarily because they kept forgetting their movements repeatedly:

"I don't want to practice anymore."

"I give up, let me go home qaq"

Ji Yu was correcting a girl's movements, asking her to make the wave wider and not to let go of her hands and feet. When she heard this movement, she subconsciously looked over there.

The crying girl turned her back to the camera, not wanting to be seen in such an embarrassing posture. She huddled in a corner alone, but there were still practitioners around her. Some gave her water, some gave her tissues, and patted her.

shoulders and encouraged:

"Try again."

"We are all practicing with you."

The girl buried her head in her arms, crying and saying: "I can't practice...I can't remember...am I not suitable for dancing at all..."

A heavy atmosphere gradually filled the classroom. Although some people were still insisting, they felt worried after hearing this. The girl cried for a while, and did not want to affect everyone, so she excused herself to wash her face and went outside.

Ran.

Ji Yu also followed her, because the restroom was relatively private and not suitable for filming, so the cameraman who was following her could only stop at the door and let Ji Yu and a few friends who were playing well with the girl go in.

The sound of water in the sink was gurgling, covering up the crying and the helpless words inside:

"It's so hard for me..."

"It's impossible to learn a dance in three days. Maybe...I'm stupid and have no talent...I feel like I'm about to be eliminated...Why should I come here..."

Her friends patted her shoulders, and Ji Yu stood slightly behind, leaning against the wall. Listening to the desperate cries, her heart was twisted.

No matter how warm and nice the people on the show are, they can't hide the fact that this is a brutally competitive talent show.

Some people put in 100% effort, some show unparalleled talents here, and some are backed by strong capital, but no matter what, there will always be members facing elimination. This mechanism is like hanging above their heads.

The sharp blade urges everyone to maximize their potential, eliminating those who collapse and leaving those who adapt.

Ji Yu has obviously had the experience of participating in this kind of program, but she found that she never seems to be able to fully adapt here. For example, looking at the girl who has only learned one-third of this dance and can't keep up with the rhythm in the subsequent parts,

In fact, she knew very well that this girl was very likely to be eliminated because she was not from a big company, her dancing skills were not good, and she did not get any special shots.

but……

Ji Yu still followed.

When the other party's crying gradually stopped, she took two steps forward, licked her dry lower lip, and tried to say: "Would you like to try again?"

"Before the results come out, everyone still has a chance."

"The time for our theme song assessment this time was too tight. Everyone kept visiting and there was not enough time to rest. Anyway, we didn't see what other people were like. Maybe we really can't compare to the people in Class A, but Class B,

The gap between Class C, Class D and us is not particularly big, maybe if we work hard, we can get there?"

Ji Yu's eyes were sincere and her voice was gentle. When she heard her words, the girl's eyes turned red from crying, and then she raised her hand and gently pushed her out:

"Teacher Ji, you have helped me a lot, but I really can't do it now."

"Go and practice quickly. You have been helping us these past two days. Go quickly. You can definitely go to Class A. You are the best one among us!"

As she spoke, she wanted to cry again, because compared to the situation where Ji Yu had enough time to teach the students in his class, she felt even more guilty when she thought that she herself had lowered the average progress of the entire class.

Ji Yu held her wrist with his backhand, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "I'm not trying to coax you, it's true. I once doubted my talent and felt that I had worked hard enough, but now

In the end, I found that I was only a little bit away from my goal.”

"Later, I always thought again and again, if only I had worked harder at that time."

At that time, she was only one place away from her debut position.

a step far.

But they kept her and Si Tian so far apart.

No matter how many tears she shed after the show, it could not make up for the regret that that audition brought to her. So from that time on, Ji Yu told herself not to shed tears or waste time crying before the results came out, because

Maybe if you just work a little harder, you can affect the final outcome.

It's never too late to shed tears.

But if you miss some time, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Thinking of this, Ji Yu wiped away the girl's tears, smiled, and continued: "Just hold on a little longer. After the results come out, it's not too late to cry again, eh?"

"It's possible that in the next eight hours, you will practice more skillfully and perform better than others, and you will pass in the end? Anyway, you want to go home now, and there is no worse outcome than going home.

Right?"
To be continued...