"It turns out that we have to learn a song and dance for at least two weeks."

"A song has to be sung for the whole process, but it only takes 3 days to learn. It is too late."

Many trainees were relieved when they sighed and sighed for a short time. Chen Minxi was relieved.

In a fixed period of time, the total amount of content learned is fixed and limited, and finally tested at a specified time, this is not an exam!

In the past, Chen Minzhen was admitted to the law department of the Imperial University. The exam is his best thing. In other words, he is very good at mastering a fixed amount of knowledge and experience at a fixed time.

Afterwards, the trainees found the corresponding classrooms according to their respective ratings, waiting for the instructors to come in the first class.

The vocal tutor Li Hao's gloomy push door enters the Class A practice class, and walks quickly to the trainees to ask questions directly.

"I want to be a showman who becomes an artist."

"The trainees who have already defined their art direction are now raising their hands."

"It is now clear that my artistic direction is the vocal practice."

In the second question, six of the eight raised their hands. In the last question, in addition to Chen Minzhen and Li Zhi's hand, the A-level eight people were still holding, and other A-level trainees were put down.

Compared with dance and rap, Chen Minxi is more confident in vocal music.

Li Zhi is Chen Min's roommate. He sang an English song as a personal trainee in the initial rating of the tutor, and conquered the audience to get the A grade.

Li Hao's tutor seems to be somewhat dissatisfied. He may feel that 2/8 people are determined that their artistic ability is vocal. This proportion is too low.

He frowned and said: "There was a trainee who found me privately and asked me if I could just dance and not sing."

"I tell you clearly today, no, everyone has to sing!"

"No one is forcing you. Don't be afraid to eat hot pot, or else don't eat."

Then Li Hao instructor sat behind the piano, let the staff send the lyrics and songs to the trainees, and began to play the piano for a period of decomposition teaching.

Seeing the music in his hand, Chen Minsheng took a breath and thanked himself for using the online resources to learn the "Basic Learning and Training of Music".

Accompanied by the piano accompaniment, the eight people sang together and felt pretty good, but Li Hao heard several practice trebles did not sing or sing very hard or even broken.

Li Hao stopped the accompaniment and let the trainees sing. He went straight to the front of the eight people and stopped for a few seconds in front of each trainee.

Without the accompaniment, the eight trainees were not familiar with each other, and the sounds were a little uncombined. There are a few trainees who don't have to sing a song, and even the basic pitch can't be done.

Li Hao’s current mood can only be described in two words: the head is big.

The level of the A-level trainees is the same, and the classes of other classes are waiting.

“From Chen Minwei, everyone sings it alone.”

He said that the eyes of the other seven trainees were gathered on Chen Minzhen, and the three photographers in the classroom also aimed at him.

It can almost become a real pressure.

However, Chen Minjun did not pay special attention to the eyes of others. He quickly passed through the spectrum in his heart. He had already opened the scorpion, and confirmed that he had no problem with the status of his nephew.

He then nodded to Li Hao's instructor and motioned that his accompaniment could begin. The song was not difficult, and he still had the sing of the song.

"Hey, don't listen to other people's nonsense, listen to my voice."

When Chen Minyi opened his mouth, everyone felt that his voice was very stable, and he sang without any effort and was full of energy. This is entirely due to the demo of the last song "Little Love Song", Wu Hongrong taught him the skill: If you can't master too many singing skills in a short time, then try to do it a little bit -- "pitched."

The last sentence at the end.

"Please applaud for my efforts."

Chen Minxi sang up and down.

The instructor Li Hao smiled and nodded, his eyes staying on Chen Min's body for a few seconds, but did not say anything.

"Next, Li Zhi."

......

After the eight people sang, Li Hao’s instructor simply left a few words and left the eight A-level trainees to practice.

"Chen Minhao, you sing awesome!" Datunmen Lin Xiu wanted Chen Minxi to compare a thumb.

Chen Minjun waved his hand again and again: "Don't be like this, I will be proud."

"Can you take me to practice together?" Datunmen Lin Xiu said with a pleading look at Chen Minxi.

Lin Xiu's face is the face that most girls sigh.

The natural beauty of the billet, exquisite, white, with a clear red and white, is softer than the average male, more than the average female.

"Well, you sing it again. I listened to what questions, one sentence, one sentence." Chen Minxi in front of the camera is always so gentle.

Chen Minhao and Lin Xiuzhen opened a singing class in the corner of the classroom.

Zhang Wei may have noticed that the situation of “opening the small stove” here has also gathered and asked: “Can you take me one?”

Chen Minxi wants to teach one is also teaching, teaching two is also teaching, he nodded.

"You are the sharp-eyed." Lin Xiu's tone suddenly cooled down.

Zhang Hao laughed with a good temper: "And the vocal music is a dormitory, of course, you must hold your thighs."

Lin Xiu squinted at him, quite disdainful.

Chen Minzhen was shocked. Xu was facing the camera and was in the corner. Lin Xiuzhen did not hide this attitude at all.

He suddenly remembered that Lin Xiuzhen and Zhang Wei were the same combination, but since they entered the dormitory yesterday, they have almost never interacted alone, just like strangers. It now seems that they are not even as good as strangers.

Zhang Hao seems to have been very accustomed to it, and naturally cut off Lin Xiu's eyes, the look is still as usual.

Chen Minjun neither likes Lin Xiu's attitude toward Zhang Huan, and because Lin Xiuzhen directly turns his eyes and feels that he is a straightforward man who has no heart, and he does not know what kind of person it is.

Then I sang and sang and found that other practitioners at the A level were gathered.

Chen Minzhen simply let everyone sing in a low voice, pointing out problems and solving problems.

After more than an hour, the trainees familiarized the lyrics with the pitch, and Li Hao’s tutor was not around. The trainees didn’t have to deliberately want to perform well. The blind man relaxed. The A-level trainees obviously sang better than before. Much better.

Several trainees saw Chen Min's eyes clearly close to a lot.

Chen Minzhen’s inner beauty is fascinating. He feels that he has not paid anything for dry goods, and he has brushed the wave of the good feelings of the trainees. He feels that his small goal has become a step closer to the nine people.

The trainees just planned to take a break, and the dance instructor Liu Chenglin pushed in and came in.

Liu Chenglin asked the staff to open the music. After the trainees jumped a few times, they opened the music and let the trainees jump, and then he corrected the movements.

After eight dances of the A-level exercisers followed the music several times, they could not say how beautiful and handsome the dance was, but all eight people could jump out of the dance movements.

Chen Minxi belongs to one that is mixed in.

The time is too short, all his movements are hard-hitting, and his eyes need to glance at how others jump, and they can't keep up, but they just can keep up.

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