The online voting results have come out. After taking into account the ratings given by the instructors, the first round grades of the one hundred trainees have been determined, and they have been divided into classes according to their grades.

Although Han Lan attracted a lot of attention from the audience with her stage performance, when it came time to actually vote, many people still voted for other trainees who were more pink and more coquettish and good at canvassing votes. After all, children who can cry will get milk. Again.

In addition, Han Lan's last act of breaking bricks with his bare hands probably scared away many fans.

So the final result was a pity. Instead of being promoted, Han Lan fell from level B to level C. She successfully played a table of mahjong with Tang Yu and his three sons. The good thing is that the four of them didn't have to bother changing dormitories.

The class effect will be much better after being divided into classes. There are only 15 people in Class C, so the teacher can take care of everyone as much as possible.

He Jun took Han Lan to undergo a major makeover at the stylist's place. By the time they gathered in the practice room, he was already a different person, at least he didn't look much different from the other trainees.

A camera has been set up in the practice room, and the young guys were sitting on the floor chatting away. When Han Lan came in, everyone was stunned: Who are you, handsome guy?

The photography brother also had a keen sense of smell and pointed the camera towards them. Han Lan grinned and was about to greet them with a hearty smile. Fortunately, He Jun pulled off his clothes from behind in time to remind him. Then he stopped his smile and followed He Jun's example.

Looks sweet and smiles.

"Hi, everyone, I'm sorry, we're late."

"No, the teacher hasn't come yet."

He Jun smiled and took Han Lan back to sit down next to Gao Tong and Yu Dong.

Gao Tong couldn't help but came over and asked in a low voice: "Han Lan, what's wrong with you? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Han Lan secretly clenched her fists and kept a smile on her face: "No, how can you say that to others? They will be angry. Be careful if they hit you on the chest with their small fists!"

"..."

Gao Tong subconsciously rubbed his chest, thinking of the bricks that Han Lan broke with his bare hands that day, and quietly moved his position to the side.

At this time Qin Shaorong came, and the trainees quickly stood up and applauded to greet him.

Bowed very politely: "Hello, teacher!"

Then, Han Lan's wig fell off. He Jun quickly picked it up for him and quickly helped him put it back on.

Perfect, nothing has fallen out!

The entire trainee was silent for two seconds, and everyone stared blankly at their little tricks.

"Are you... Han Lan? Are you okay?" Qin Shaorong naturally couldn't pretend that he didn't see it and looked at Han Lan with a strange look on his face.

Han Lan smiled and said coyly: "Thank you, teacher, for caring. I'm fine."

"..." Qin Shaorong's mouth twitched and he looked at the staff aside, his eyes clearly asking: Did anything happen here before I came here?

The staff also shook their heads.

Qin Shaorong simply ignored him and waved his hand for the trainees to sit down. He also sat in front of the piano. After the camera turned around, he began to say: "Sit down, students, we are ready to start class."

"Before class, let me tell you about our schedule for this week. This week, our main task is to learn the theme song "ai, ai" of the show. Teacher Murong and I will be responsible for teaching you the singing and rap parts, and then Wu

Tao and your favorite Yuchen will take it to learn dance."

"Next Thursday, we will have a performance, and everyone will perform on stage. There will be national producers watching, and there may be your fans among them. So, I hope you can work hard these days and practice this song well.

Song, don’t let your fans down!”

After Qin Shaorong announced the news, the practice room exploded instantly.

"Ah? Will there be fans there?"

"What should I do? I'm so nervous. How can I practice well in just a few days? If I don't perform well then, the fans will definitely be disappointed!"

"My dancing skills are very poor. I will definitely not be able to practice well in such a short time..."

"Oh, everyone has some confidence!"

…

"Okay, okay, everyone, please be quiet and get ready to start practicing singing."

After Qin Shaorong spoke, the crowd became quiet, but everyone still looked worried with their cheeks puffed out, which made people feel distressed.

Han Lan looked around and quickly followed suit.

The staff handed out a stack of song scores. Qin Shaorong first played and sang for them, and then led them to sing phrase by phrase.

The skills of the trainees in Class C are pretty good. Although out-of-tune is unavoidable, it is not too serious. Especially in the chorus situation, many flaws are covered up.

Qin Shaorong was quite satisfied, and then asked them to sing one sentence after another. A few of them who were particularly out of tune were honored to become the program material.

Han Lan's performance made Qin Shaorong's eyes shine. His singing skills were the best in the entire Class C! Moreover, he seemed quite cute and cute just sitting there singing quietly.

The director also specially asked people to take a few close-up shots, thinking that it should attract a lot of girls.

After singing several times, during the break, the program team thoughtfully provided snacks and drinks.

Seeing that there was something to eat, the little fresh meats clapped their hands one after another and smiled so sweetly.

Of course Han Lan also smiled sweetly, but she felt a little too sweet.

"Wow, it's a matcha-flavored cake! I like this the best! Hmm...it's delicious!"

"This, this, chocolate flavor! But the calories are so high..."

"Yes, yes, I feel like I will gain another three pounds after eating these."

"Oh, don't be afraid. I have to practice dancing later. The calories will be burned off."

"Here, let me feed you. Ah..." Two tender and tender little meats are feeding each other desserts. The scene looks very warm, and it also satisfies some fans with special fetishes.

Perfect!

The director was filled with joy, and then he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Han Lan stuffing small cakes into his mouth with each hand. He didn't know how many cakes he had stuffed into his mouth now, and his cheeks were as bulging as a toad's.

"..."

Damn it, is a starving ghost reincarnated?

He Jun was keenly aware that the camera was turning and quickly nudged Han Lan quietly with his elbow.

Han Lan stared, knowing that the persona she had finally built up was about to collapse, so she didn't dare to put anything in her mouth anymore and chewed quickly. It was not too late to make up for it!

But the cake was too dry and hard to swallow!

He Jun on the side quickly handed him a drink. Han Lan took it and looked at the sealed plastic film on it. She quickly poked it in with a quick two-finger gesture, and then pulled it sharply, and the entire plastic film was lifted up.

.

"Gulu gulu..."

Raise your glass and drink it all!

Ah, cool!

Then, amidst the dumbfounded gazes of the photographer and director, he regained his obedient appearance and sat there quietly.

He Jun was stunned and handed over the straw blankly.

Han Lan smiled and took the straw and inserted it into the paper cup that he had opened the Tianling lid. He sucked in the air in small sips with an intoxicated look on his face: "Wow, it's so sweet and delicious!"
Chapter completed!