Chapter 15 My name is Jiang Xiaoliang, please give me some advice
"When it comes to dancing, basic skills are the foundation, right? The trainees I met, or rather the Cube trainees I met, are not that bad in basic skills. To be honest, I'm very disappointed. It's a big company."
"Miane."
"Han Chuyuan, D."
"Miane, Consamida."
One D, one F.
The atmosphere on both sides is simply low pressure.
Jiang Xiaoliang, who was sitting in the middle, felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
"Next, personal trainee——Jiang Xiaoliang."
Almost instantly, when I read out the name, I could notice that many girls who were doing their own things suddenly looked up with extreme sensitivity.
Not to mention fame, background...
Just talking about pure personal charm and first impression, in fact many girls can't help but be attracted by this girl's temperament.
Cui Ruina, who had finished her evaluation, excitedly pulled the two relatives beside her.
He kept muttering: It’s her turn, it’s her turn!
Yiyi and Jin Shixuan followed suit with curious eyes.
Park Seo-young, who was sitting in the "1st seat", clenched her fists and looked dissatisfied.
Because she felt that her limelight as a "former YG trainee" was inadvertently snatched away by an "independent trainee".
Xiba, I feel so unhappy.
"Fighting, don't be nervous, Jiang Xiaoliang." Han Chuyuan looked encouraging and whispered.
"You can definitely do it." After Jiang Huiyuan finished speaking, he suddenly said to himself in an inaudible voice:
"You're A, is Wuli still a relative?"
Hearing the encouraging and affirmative voices of the two girls, Jiang Xiaoliang stood up and prepared to leave.
"Huh?"
He glanced at the two of them respectively. One had a gloomy look in his eyes, and the other had a forced smile. It seemed that from now on, the relationship between the three of them would change.
After all, everyone would think that "Jiang Xiaoliang" must be outstanding, with such good looks and interesting personality, she must be very popular.
"Haha." Jiang Xiaoliang couldn't help but grin.
Although it is quite touching, this situation is really funny.
Those with an "F" ask themselves if they are still relatives, while those with a "D" tell themselves not to be nervous.
But she was very lucky. She accidentally came here and met a gentle person. After all, she already felt that this place was impetuous enough.
She doesn't know how to be restrained, nor is she good at blocking things out.
Whatever you do, you always do whatever you want.
"Wait for me, soon."
Jiang Xiaoliang touched their little heads and walked onto the stage.
Walking on the street in the style of a retired veteran cadre, slowly walking on the crystal channel.
The teachers looked at the Maru girl standing in the center of the stage and were involuntarily stunned.
The girl has a bun, a loose white shirt, jeans, and black canvas shoes.
His eyes are clear and translucent, and he is calm with a sense of laziness that is not boring, and has a high-end feel.
The little girl is indeed incredibly beautiful, her appearance and temperament are simply amazing.
"Aniaceyo."
Jiang Xiaoliang, who was playing with the wheat with one hand, was standing on the stage casually, without any nervousness on her face. She used the light to greet the teachers on the judging panel.
He showed a clear and bright smile like a young boy, and his light blue eyes were breathtakingly beautiful.
"My name is Jiang Xiaoliang. Please give me your advice."
Some people, at first glance, feel that they are born for the stage, because their heartbeat comes so unexpectedly.
"14 years old? Dafa."
"Oh, you're good at... Moya?"
Other instructors were immediately surprised by his age.
Pei Yunzhen, on the other hand, is used to looking at the information in her hand first, and then unable to take her eyes away from the column she is good at for a long time, her expression gradually getting weird.
He seems to be trying hard to hold back his laughter.
The other teachers couldn't help but be curious when they saw it, and they tried to avoid losing their temper. After all, it was embarrassing to stare at other girls all the time.
As a senior, he seems to have never seen the world.
But the next second, the expressions of the instructors also became similar, they looked like they had seen a ghost.
"Huh? Wait!"
Jiang Xiaoliang didn't know what happened at the evaluation table, so he waited quietly until he noticed something was wrong from their expressions.
She frowned and thought for a moment, and the next second——
As if he remembered something, Jiang Xiaoliang was shocked and looked like he was eager to explain:
"Uh, um, I want to explain~"
"Yeah!"
Before Jiang Xiaoliang could finish speaking, Teacher Cheeta had already stopped laughing. After taking a breath, she asked:
"Jiang Xiaoliang, are you serious? It says that what you are good at is - children's songs?"
"..."
"Oh~ I'm very curious. Unnie wants to see~ a family of sharks?" Teacher Zhaoyou clapped her hands happily, looking very happy.
"C..."
Jiang Xiaoliang, who couldn't resist the desire, turned her head sharply and glared at the writers and sisters in the audience who were laughing their heads off.
Assi, my predecessor... I was just joking and talking about it casually. Sister, did you really write it in?!
"Hahaha!"
The production team also saw Jiang Xiaoliang's sorrowful and angry eyes. It was the first time for them to meet such interesting people and such interesting things in "Produce 101".
One of the writer sisters in charge of information management shrugged, spread her hands, and had naughty and cute eyes, seeming to say:
Look, professional, this is called professional!
Seeing the program crew preparing "children's songs" backstage, Jiang Xiaoliang's face darkened, and she raised her hands decisively and cutely in protest:
"Arnie, I want to change the song, is that okay?"
Just kidding! Of course you can’t sing about Shark Family!
Although she is shameless...ah!
Although I don't care about shame, I can't be completely shameless... Huh!? Bah!
"You want to change? Now? Seriously?" Although Teacher Cheeta, a female rapper, has a very fierce makeup, her tone is still very serious.
Although Sister Qita's face was pretending to be serious, she couldn't hold on for more than a few seconds.
For some people, their eyesight is just that simple.
If you like it, you just like it, there is no reason for it.
"Onie still recommends that you keep singing, although the children's song... Phew, cough cough! Sorry, Miane, well, it is indeed ridiculous, but something carefully prepared is ultimately more stable than the freestyle performance on the spot. Of course, I
Just a suggestion. After all, I am a rapper. Don’t get me wrong. I definitely don’t want to listen to your children’s songs... Goose~ Hahaha! I can’t help it! Jiang Xiaoliang is so interesting! I want to hear it~~"
"..."
Stop talking, Haji, I want to die!
Jiang Xiaoliang couldn't stand the teasing of these teachers anymore, and quickly asked the production team if they could change the song.
It was also the first time this happened, so the production team held an emergency meeting.
Director PD Pei Junshi, who finally made the decision, crossed his arms and thought for a moment. After weighing the pros and cons, he asked Jiang Xiaoliang seriously:
"Are you sure?"
"Nene."
After getting a positive answer.
There are still huge differences among the staff of the production team. Some people think it is unfair, while others say that making an on-the-spot decision itself is an act of taking risks.
Finally, in order to calm the discussion, PD Pei Junshi accepted the suggestions of the writers group and set several harsh conditions for Jiang Xiaoliang:
"One, you are not allowed to choose foreign songs."
"Two, it can only be peninsula music, not even cherry blossom music."
"Three, since what you Jiang Xiaoliang is good at is children's songs... pfft."
"..."
"Hahaha!"
At this point, he seemed to find it absurd and funny. Amidst the laughter expressions of the program team and the mentor team, PD Bae Junshi also covered his eyes and couldn't help laughing.
Then he joked with rare humor:
"Since you are good at children's songs, you can't sing children's songs again if you change the song."
"Don't worry, I won't sing even if I die, even if PDnim kneels down~"
"Haha, I remember that your information said that you are good at Vocal. Then limit the conditions, add Rap or dance, and give multiple evaluations. Teachers, please pay attention. Jiang Xiaoliang's evaluation coefficient will increase."
Although Pei Junshi smiled, his tone was calm and decisive, leaving no room for doubt.
Since you dare to challenge the program team, you must be prepared to "move forward with a heavy load".
"Think carefully. Once you have chosen the song, report it to writer Minjing and remember. There will be no second chance."
PD Pei Junshi stopped his smile and said seriously.
He took risks, but for the maximum effect of the show.
Because, he discovered that not only the cultural differences between the idols of the two countries can create hot spots, but also the popular trainees.
And Jiang Xiaoliang seems to have the qualities to become a very popular trainee.
Jiang Xiaoliang, who knew nothing, was rolling his big, spiritual eyes.
She is racking her brains to think of a suitable song.
Although I got the opportunity, the range of choices was suddenly too small, and basically none of the songs in the original memory matched it.
As for the memory of past lives, it’s even more...
Eh?!
Wait a minute!!
Jiang Xiaoliang's eyes lit up, and she remembered a song.
Although I was not familiar with it before the adaptation, I am very familiar with it after the adaptation. It shouldn’t be a big problem if I change it back, but at least it can be used for emergencies, hehe...
No matter how big the problem is, there is no bigger problem than singing children's songs in front of more than a hundred people and countless citizens and "death" on the spot, leaving an invincible black history!!
Jiang Xiaoliang put the wheat in his pocket, ran to the edge of the stage with a cute trot, and whispered to the brightly smiling writer Min Jing below.
A minute later, Jiang Xiaoliang couldn't help shouting speechlessly:
"Ani, sister, can you stop laughing? I was killed by you. Do you have the song?"
"kkk, there is some, after all, it is sister Zhenghua's famous song."
"OK, Naisi! Let's begin~"
When Jiang Xiaoliang heard this, she quickly ran back to the stage, hilariously took out the microphone from her pocket and inserted it into her waist. In order to let the program team below see it, she snapped her fingers with her other hand.
"Da~"
"Pfft."
This casual and cute little gesture, full of heroic boyishness, made the instructors so cute that they subconsciously showed doting smiles.
"kiyo~"
For example, Zhaoyou teacher nim put his chin on his hands and watched this scene with fondness on his face.
I never heard the music, but the laughter never stopped.
Jiang Xiaoliang rolled his eyes and quickly gestured "OK" to the director of the production team who was responsible for the music.
"Just tell me..." He hummed softly in a familiar voice.
"Tell me, tell me the truth
Tell me what you really think..."
The teachers in the tutoring group were already humming softly, shaking their legs subconsciously, tapping their pens on the table to beat the rhythm, smiling at each other, and the retro DNA in their bodies began to stir.
Swinging your hands back and forth like a wiper dance.
The original sung of this song is a classic song by South Peninsula’s seniors, Sister Yan Zhenghua and the black band Jinusean.
The wiper dance with hands swaying back and forth was very popular back then.
But it doesn’t matter, she understands Uncle Pan’s aerobic rap, and her enunciation is clear anyway.
Jiang Xiaoliang squinted his eyes, knew the lyrics well, had a clear idea, played the rhythm with his hands, swag all over his body, took a deep breath, opened his mouth and sang:
"Then come to mom
Just scrub your baby? Wait a minute!
Is this the case? The rhythm is too...wait a minute!
Kuainer Salanghan nen chicken
Oh, mommies are crying, wait...director nim!
The mothers in "囧Mom" have a lot to say...ah, wait a minute! I can't keep up! Stop~ it's too fast!!"