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The practice room of the "Gu" group.

At this moment, Ling Tinglan was not in a good mood.

"Did you see it clearly?"

After demonstrating the moves once, Jin symbolically raised his hand and said, "I think this dance routine is actually not bad."

"This is the second version I've choreographed. I've cut out the parts that were too difficult from the previous set of movements. I think you should all be fine after practicing for a few more days."

Is everything really okay?

This frequency, this amplitude, this incredible folding angle?

Professor Jin, do you dare to look him in the eye and answer seriously again?

Ling Tinglan questioned him silently, her face expressionless.

However, he doesn't dare to voice this issue directly now, since there's that annoying person in the group besides him.

As the saying goes, "Even if you lose the fight, you can't lose your spirit!"

The "person" that Ling Tinglan was referring to was Ji Yan.

Yes, they were in the same group this time, and even Su Xingran was in this group.

Mentioning this made Ling Tinglan even more unhappy.

Since joining this lousy show, he and Jiaojiao have only shared the stage once, during the first round of performances.

On the contrary, he and Ji Yan always seem to be paired together in strange ways. Not only are they on the same stage for the roadshow, but they are also on the same stage for the mentor collaboration this time. What kind of twisted fate is this?

Ji Yan had no way of knowing what Ling Tinglan was thinking. He was talking to Jin Min from the same company, and it seemed that the two of them had almost finished mastering the dance moves.

No! He can't lose!

Even if it's not about making steamed buns, I'll still prove myself! Ling Tinglan made up his mind. So what if it's dancing? So what if it's spending time in the practice room? Anyway, with his muscles so big and his stamina so plentiful, he's not afraid at all!

He was originally sitting at one end of the training room, but Ling Tinglan managed to forcefully send her intense gaze to the other end of the training room, even though there were several people between them.

On the contrary, Su Xingran, caught between the two groups, felt uneasy looking at Ling Tinglan, who had suddenly become enraged.

I really don't know how these three mentors chose their candidates.

He truly empathized with the production team at that moment. Didn't the director realize there was something wrong with this group assignment?

What about a re-recording? What about a cover-up? Isn't he the heir of Orange Wind?

He's really not used to this sudden, fair and just grouping process!

Ever since realizing that she had been inexplicably surrounded by gay men, Su Xingran actually wanted to join Han Jiang's group this time.

In short, he wanted to be as far away from those three amazing people as possible. He really missed home and wanted to find someone to have a long chat with during evening study!

Meanwhile, in the "Silent" group led by mentor Qi Sheng.

Jiao Wangshu is trying to disguise herself as a quail.

The good news is that Qi Sheng doesn't seem to expect him to sing any difficult parts. The parts assigned to him are mostly choral parts, and then there's one solo line.

Jiao Wangshu counted the words; the lyrics had less than ten characters in total, and the audience might not even have a chance to hear what he was singing before the song ended.

The bad news is that he's under a lot of pressure in this group.

Aside from himself, every other trainee selected by Qisheng is a powerful vocalist.

Seeing Bai Shuyang effortlessly hit the high note once again, while she herself fell silent again, Jiao Wangshu blushed with shame.

It's so embarrassing.

In fact, Jiao Wangshu has always been a well-behaved student with excellent grades and conduct in her class since she was a child.

Although his grades weren't among the top tier, he never lagged behind in any aspect. Furthermore, he had excellent physical fitness and was quite good at sports.

Not to mention, given Jiao Wangshu's kind and gentle nature, it's easy to imagine how popular he was in his student days.

This was the first time he had experienced such a huge sense of disparity.

For a moment, Jiao Wangshu felt somewhat disappointed, but more than that, he felt unwilling. How could he be the one who held everyone back?

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his dejected appearance, they asked in bewilderment, "Was I too fierce?"

"No! No!"

Hearing Qi Sheng's words, Jiao Wangshu shook her head repeatedly, "Teacher, you are really kind! Actually, it's my own problem."

He lowered his eyes and said, "It's because my own skills are too poor, and I dragged everyone down."

"How could that be?"

Qi Sheng himself was a prodigy who became famous at a young age, so how could he not know where Jiao Wangshu's potential lay?

On the contrary, it was the other party's current state that made him heartbroken. Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu had really been delayed. If they had started training earlier, who knows who would be the famous one now.

"The most important thing about singing is to dare to sing loudly."

They all pointed out to Jiao Wangshu, "You're just too nervous, that's why your throat is so tight."

He first demonstrated it himself, guiding Jiao Wangshu to use the sensation of vocal cord vibration to find the sound production location.

However, this is still a bit abstract for someone who is new to this kind of knowledge, and Jiao Wangshu tried several times but still couldn't get the hang of it.

At this moment, Bai Shuyang, who had been practicing silently to himself, suddenly spoke up:

"When you sing, try to hold your breath through your nose a little. This will make it easier to push the sound to the back of your jaw."

Jiao Wangshu subconsciously followed his instructions.

And you know what? Just like he said, Jiao Wangshu was finally able to feel the place where the resonance occurred.

Once the correct location was found, his voice finally stopped swaying!

Jiao Wangshu looked at Bai Shuyang with delight, her gratitude overflowing.

Bai Shuyang touched his nose expressionlessly without saying a word.

Upon hearing the voice, Qi Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At least the church had given in, and his lifelong reputation was preserved!

They clapped softly in unison, encouraging her, "Keep practicing like this! Xiao Shu, you're doing great! Keep practicing, I believe you'll definitely succeed!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

They waved their hands in unison, signaling him to continue practicing, and then went to check on the other trainees' practice.

Having just begun to get a feel for vocalization, Jiao Wangshu didn't want to forget how he felt. Just as he was about to continue practicing, a voice interrupted him again.

Bai Shuyang, who had been silent just moments before, suddenly moved closer to him again.

Jiao Wangshu looked up in confusion, only to see a strange, indescribable expression on the other person's usually indifferent face—

"Excuse me……"

"How exactly do you and Ling Tinglan manage to pull off this 'bromance'?"