Chapter 6 "What It's Like to Choose a Group of College Students"

There are twenty-nine people in the vocal group. The teaching assistant is standing in the first row with a tablet for showing dance. The only fixed monitor in the room is in the middle of the door near the left side, and the sitting person can be photographed. The orange one The signal lights were beating regularly, and above the center of the practice room was a large screen playing real-time images, clearly projecting the movements of thirty people.

Bai Yan started the second round of regret after studying for an hour. If he knew that the dance movements of this theme song were designed to be very contrary to the inertia of human movements, he would definitely ask Asi and him to redistribute the ratio of labor remuneration.

"Do you have any questions?" The teaching assistant swiped twice and projected the theme song dance on the big screen. The messy real-time monitoring turned into a clean dance scene.

Someone stopped, but no one spoke.

"If there is no problem, let's practice according to the video first. The director team will come to collect materials in the evening. It's hard work!" The teaching assistant's face was filled with the not-so-obvious joy that he was about to get off work. Without going back out of the practice room.

The relaxed chatter spread from everywhere, Bai Yan watched the double-speed dance video expressionlessly, and immediately prepared to give up.

"Brother Bai." Yi Shengqing stood beside him at some point, calling him cheerfully.

Bai Yan glanced at him as a response.

"Brother Bai, shall I teach you?" Yi Shengqing lowered his voice and whispered in his ear.

A faint burst of hot air blew to his ears, and Bai Yan avoided it uncomfortably: "It's okay, no need."

Yi Shengqing was still very eager to be rejected, and his eyes were bright: "It only takes ten minutes, and you can learn it soon."

Bai Yan hesitated for a while between making a fool of himself on TV and overcoming social fear, and finally nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

"Okay, you follow the steps I said." Yi Shengqing took two steps out, and immediately stretched out his hands and feet, looking very lightly: "Actually, there are only three types of movements in this song, you face the mirror and follow me Make a note of the order in modules.”

Bai Yan looked at him through the mirror. Yi Shengqing was taller than him, with a healthy body and complexion. When he raised his chin, his thin eyelids stared at himself from the practice mirror, stretching so pleasing to the eye.

He looked at himself again, his face was pale, and his eyes were a little gloomy. According to common sense, everyone likes to look at this young boy next to him, not to mention Sui Yi.

It's weird, the more you think about it, the more annoying it becomes.

Yi Shengqing waved his hand in front of him, and Bai Yan realized that he was distracted, and after saying sorry, he began to follow Yi Shengqing's gestures according to the prompts.

"Yes, this is the first part." Yi Shengqing stopped, touched Bai Yan's arm slightly, and lifted his palm up, "Probably this is more accurate."

Bai Yan glanced at himself in the glasses, raised both hands above his head, and one foot was slightly tilted forward, which looked a bit funny, but finally got a little bit of an appearance.

Before the director team came to collect material, Bai Yan twisted his foot because of too much force, and sat on the ground with a scream with his back to Yi Shengqing.

Two or three people stopped to look at him, Yi Shengqing was also taken aback, bypassing the crowd to go to the field manager to get medicine.

"No one can still act like this." A man with half-length hair in the lounge area said softly.

Bai Yan looked up at him, stood up and went out, the pain in his ankle was obvious, so he had to limping slowly.

As usual, dinner was a box lunch. Bai Yan wrapped a layer of ointment stickers on his feet, and sat on the carpet in the corner of the restaurant with the lunch box given to him by the contestant.

After taking two bites of rice, with a hand on his shoulder, Bai Yan raised his head and saw Go Sijia looking at him with a smile: "Brother Bai!"

"Your foot is injured?" Gosga sat down beside him cross-legged and looked down for a while.

"Well." Bai Yan was sweating all day, tired of dealing with him.

"Yi Shengqing, did he get it?" Gosga looked up and asked him.

Bai Yan glanced at him inexplicably: "I twisted it myself."

"Huh?" Goscar's expression changed.

"Who told you he did it?" Bai Yan put down the lunch box, and gradually felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Gosjanu pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "As far as the vocal group said, I thought he was wrong with you."

"Sick." Bai Yan twitched the corner of his mouth.

The player coordinator stuck his head out from behind the door and shouted, "Everyone hurry up! Get ready in ten minutes!"

The chatter stopped, and there was only the sound of disposable wooden chopsticks hitting the plastic box. Bai Yan accelerated his cooking speed with the crowd. After chewing two bites, he felt like an illegal worker, and then slowed down again.

When they went back, the practice room had already set up new machines and lights. Bai Yan was standing on the tail of the team, and when he turned his head, he could see the practice mirror.

After a while of noise, Bai Yan saw Sui Yi coming in from the mirror. He was wearing clothes that had been obviously matched, his makeup was a little heavy, and his face looked as tired as the previous two or three times.

"Welcome to our accompanying teacher." The executive director stood by the monitor, advancing the process skillfully.

Thirty-and-a-half-and-a-half-year-old boys began to applaud in unison, followed Yi with a smile and looked around to say hello: "Hi."

Bai Yan turned to the side, and just after hiding half of his face in the crowd, he heard the executive director call him: "Xiao Bai."

Sui Yi looked at him with no turbulent eyes, as if waiting for him to speak.

"What does it feel like to choose the group of college classmates?" the executive director asked naturally, with no malice or goodwill.

Bai Yan paused for a while, licked his lips, and said, "It's a strange feeling."

"Are you classmates?" the executive director asked again.

Bai Yan looked at Sui Yi, and after a while, he realized that he seemed unwilling to answer, so he had to bite the bullet and answer, "Yes."

The contestant next to him whispered softly for a while, and the director directed the camera to move towards Yi Shengqing's position. The machine was humming and drowned out some of the discussion.

Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to lower his head when a somewhat unfamiliar Sui Yi's voice came from the side: "I'm a classmate, but I'm not familiar with it. Listen carefully."

Several staff members stopped their work, calmed down and looked back at him, Sui Yi's expression was very relaxed, as if answering a common question in an ordinary interview.

Bai Yan had an inexplicable feeling, not sure if it was shame or anger, but only knew that his face seemed to be hot.

The practice room at three in the morning was quiet.

The lights on the roof were on all night, and the monitoring for recording was working as usual. The big screen was an empty room, and a man in a training suit was sitting in the corner. Bai Yan felt that the dormitory was noisy, so he hid in the corner and closed his eyes. rest.

There were footsteps not far away, the sound of leather soles hitting the marble floor, like an abrupt intruder.

Bai Yan raised his head from his arm and saw Sui Yi walking in with a mobile phone, talking while walking: "Send me the specific text you need, and I will unify..."

The lighting in the practice room was a bit dazzling, and Sui Yi stood there and closed her mouth, and after a while, she calmed down: "I have something to do, I'll talk about it later."

Sui Yi hung up the phone and walked slowly in front of him, with a very complicated expression, completely different from how he looked in front of the camera before.

Bai Yan felt that he was exhausted and raised his head to look at him, followed by half of the makeup on Yi's face, like wiping it with a tissue, and looked down at him silently.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Yan actually felt that his eyes became a little cold, and recalled the way he had made nonsense on the rooftop and the bathroom before, he was a little guilty, stood up slowly, and wanted to take the initiative to end this funny scene.

"Bai Yan." Sui Yi's voice was a little hoarse, as if she had not had a good rest.

Bai Yan was sandwiched between the monitoring head and the practice mirror, ready to put on the back of his ears, and continued to walk out on tiptoe.

With a snap, Sui Yi stretched out his hand to block his way, his palm was facing the monitoring head, and the bright real-time picture of the practice room on the big screen disappeared, turning into a black hole.

"So late?" Sui Yi looked down at him, unable to hear any emotion.

The sudden sense of oppression made Bai Yan take a half step back, and looked up at Suiyi against the mirror.

The practice mirror was a little cold, and the ice made his back a little numb. Bai Yan stared at Sui Yi for a long time and couldn't see him speak, so he had to say, "I'm going back."

Sui Yi heard a bit of timidity, and actually had a long-lost and unfamiliar excitement. Instead of stepping back, she took a step forward and caught the person in front of her between her arm and the mirror.

An indescribable and somewhat familiar breath approached, Bai Yan poked blankly on the spot like a piece of wood, something heavy in his heart suddenly floated away these few days, he stood there and didn't move, thinking to himself, what is this doing? ?

A little blood suddenly appeared on Sui Yi's already spent face, and she moved closer to Bai Yan, making a commotion in her heart.

Bai Yan was quiet for a while, and his calm mood finally changed. He subconsciously pushed Suiyi's hand, but did not push.

Sui Yi has been very diligent in managing his body in recent years. He could feel his tensed arms through the fabric. Bai Yan was a little flustered and raised his head to look at him in confusion.

"Practicing the theme song?" Sui Yi said lightly, tilting his head to look at him, revealing a small ear on the edge of his collar.

A lot of thoughts flashed through Bai Yan's head, as if he had suddenly received a very bewitching hint, and nodded along with his question: "Well."

"Want to take hard work first?" Suiyi seemed to have expected his answer, and continued.

"Yes." Bai Yan paused for a while before answering.

"Is there 20 hours of practice time?" said Yi Yi pointedly.

Bai Yan felt that he had fallen into a more chaotic confusion, and his speech became a little slow to repeat his words: "Practice time... twenty hours?"

Sui Yi made eye contact with him, and the expression on his face remained the same: "It's hard work, you've worked hard." After saying that, Li Shi put his right leg against Bai Yan.

The practice room at three in the morning was still silent, and the big screen in the middle was pitch black.

Sui Yi was very hot and smelled of the sea breeze. Bai Yan's expression was blank for a while, and he struggled twice but did not break free.

After a while, he heard a somewhat reluctant voice: "What is this for?"

There was a heavy nasal tone in his tone, and it sounded like he was about to cry. Sui Yi wanted to touch him, but he didn't move after a while.

Bai Yan feels that Sui Yi has changed a lot in the past few years, and many behaviors have become difficult to understand and difficult to communicate.

He caught a glimpse of the microphone clip on Suiyi's collar, and after waiting for a long time, Suiyi did not speak, so he had to ask again, "Teacher Sui, what are you doing here?"

When she was leaning against her legs, Sui Yi felt that Bai Yan's body was not very healthy, she could faintly feel a little thinner than before, and there was only a thin piece against the mirror, as if she could cut it off with a hand.

He noticed that he was having the anxious and powerless emotions that he had often had recently, as if someone was plucking a burning fire in his heart, until Bai Yan's words followed his mentor to wake him up.

Sui Yi was silent for a while, then said, "Just want to take hard work first?"

Bai Yan lowered his head and stopped looking at him, his chest was very sour.

"You can also take the first place in growth." Sui Yi felt that she was talking nonsense calmly, "As long as the improvement score is the highest, you can take the first place in growth."

"Growing up first?" Bai Yan asked subconsciously, unable to move.

"Let's practice." Sui Yi clutched the camera hard, leaned forward, and pressed her shoulders against Bai Yan's cheeks.

The warm breath hit his face, Bai Yan froze in place, his jaw stuck on the radio microphone around Suiyi's neck, he felt Suiyi's right leg pressing him heavily, and he moved not too gently, as if Make sure it is fixed enough.

"You practice." Sui Yi's voice seemed to come from far away, and he repeated less violently: "You continue to practice until I am satisfied."

Bai Yan felt a little breathless, raised his eyes and looked at Sui Yi, speechless.

Sui Yi deciphered something indescribable from his eyes. After thinking for a few seconds, he struggled for a while before letting go of his right leg. With a smile that looked a little uncomfortable, he said, "The radio has been turned off."

Bai Yan's eyes changed, and Sui Yi's smile became a bit bitter: "It's been closed a long time ago."

There was silence in the practice room for a few seconds, Bai Yan seemed to wake up from a big dream, and Sui Yi just came in on a private phone call, and a mixture of funny and painful emotions came up.

Suiyi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was pushed away. Bai Yan probably used all his strength, his face was dyed a little red, and he shook off Suiyi's arm and walked out step by step.

As the New Year is approaching, the night wind on the island is a bit bitter, hitting the outer wall of the building with a low hoarse sound, like a beast in a cage roaring. It smells so good.

Outside the practice room was the silent blackness of the corridor, and the gray sweatshirt and the night were gradually blending into one. After a long time, Sui Yi slowly released her hand on the surveillance camera. After a short delay, the big black screen jumped twice. , the real-time monitoring screen is restored.