MTL - He is From Great Sea of Stars-Chapter 158 PickPickPick i

Zhi Qian happily followed him up the stairs with the power bank.

Although Huo Xingchao had told her before that he wanted to give her a power bank, but that day he told her from eyes to feet that Zhi Qian had no confidence.

And in the next few days, there was no contact on WeChat anymore, Zhi Qian thought that Senior Huo must have given up on herself.

She also languished for a while.

No power bank is second, the key is not being able to perform on stage.

This is what Zhiqian has been looking forward to for a long time in her heart. She was really sad because she didn't perform well and slipped away from her hand because of a chance.

But now it seems that it is not as bad as she thought.

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The man walked up to the second floor and opened the door of 207 directly.

The program "Ten Percent" was recorded in a small, not well-known city.

The house prices and prices are all low. The only disadvantage is that the transportation is not very convenient. Before Huo Xingchao flew abroad to hold a concert, he had to drive to the Shanghai market first.

But this show, unlike the others, requires very little outside location and not much live audience.

Therefore, there is no need to deliberately shoot in developed cities. It is most suitable to find a place with low house prices.

The place they are shooting now is an abandoned textile factory.

The program team spent more than a month transforming the textile factory into a recording location, a stage, a dormitory, and a temporary canteen.

The scene is big, and the rent is still cheap, which greatly saves their expenses.

The building where they are now is the practice room and the building where the stage was recorded.

The first floor is the stage and several recording rooms, the second floor is the practice room, and the third floor is the place where their staff edit work.

207, originally the practice room of Class F, the classroom for trainees, is usually developed so that they can come to rehearse in their spare time.

However, as soon as Huo Xingchao proposed, the director agreed generously, gave him the key, and told him to lock the door at that time, lest other trainees accidentally break in when they came to practice at night.

Huo Xingchao twisted open the door of the room, walked in, and gave instructions as he walked,

"Don't forget to lock the door."

Oh yes, lock the door.

At night, the lights are dark and the door is locked.

- But Zhiqian didn't think about it.

Not only did he not think about it, he also understood what he meant smoothly, turned around and locked the door.

There was no room for contemplation.

Huo Xingchao's several ex-girlfriends and gossip targets were all fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged beauties, and there was no need to use this method to "how" her.

Moreover, if Huo Xingchao really wanted to unspoken rules for her, Zhiqian... definitely agreed.

He is handsome and rich, and he is unspoken by his idol. No matter from which aspect, he will not suffer.

The man casually dropped the key on the piano, turned around and asked her,

"How's your repertoire practice going?"

In the previous theme song selection session, Zhiqian performed on stage as the center.

But it is said to have won.

The second round of competition is a group battle.

Ten songs, two groups for each song, and the winning group gets 5,000 votes per person.

The list of groups is determined by drawing lots.

The songs that Zhiqian had drawn had more Rap words, but almost all of their group were lead singers, which meant that the song was not easy for them.

As the host, Huo Xingchao presided over their entire grouping session, so he also knew a little about their situation.

He also knew that Zhiqian was selected as the center of the group, and it was estimated that she would be responsible for a large part of the rap lyrics, but as far as he knew, this girl seemed to be relatively good at singing.

Sure enough, the little girl shook her head and answered honestly.

"It's not very good."

The man leaned against the wall and nodded.

"That's it."

He took out his phone from his pocket, as if he was rummaging for something,

"Well, I'll put the demo and choreography first. After you watch it, you can decide whether to participate in the stage or not."

"This song is a new song, because Wang Yingying can't attend, so you have to record another version with me. Choreography is also more difficult, you can see for yourself."

Huo Xingchao turned to the video, clicked it, and let it go for her to watch.

This is obviously the choreography version in the practice room, followed by XVII's royal dance troupe, and at the front are Huo Xingchao and Wang Yingying.

Zhi Qian took a few steps forward, took the phone with both hands, and looked at it reverently.

- This is a new song!

XVII has no public new songs.

Can she not be religious.

The little girl stared at the screen and listened to the original version of the song from the loudspeaker.

The first paragraph of whistle and guitar sound, the melody is very brainwashing, there is an inexplicable sense of gorgeousness.

The whole rhythm of the song is not fast, and there are no high pitches or inflections, but as soon as Zhiqian heard it, she knew that it would not be difficult to sing.

The dance is also small, the overall scope is not large, but there are many detailed movements, which require a very high degree of cooperation and basic level.

This kind of song is the style of Huo Xingchao's new album that fans say.

It's not difficult to hear at first, and then I sing it myself, and suddenly it's not in tune the whole way.

The more she listened, the more solemn her face became, and the more she watched, the deeper her brows were locked.

In the end, I finally understood why he behaved like that in the first quarter, and he criticized so mercilessly.

Because if it was based on the difficulty of the song, her performance at that time would indeed not meet his psychological expectations.

The man knocked on the piano cover and asked her,

"What do you think?"

"I can."

The little girl raised her head without any hesitation.

"I can be ready."

This is an opportunity for her.

There is a great chance, if she chooses to give up, it will be the worst decision.

It's easy for her to be famous on this show.

But it's hard to last long.

Just like countless popular talent shows in the past, at the beginning, the public's interest and curiosity were very high, so there was a great enthusiasm for the contestant report.

But time gradually passed, with so many talent shows, how many have finally become famous and active until now?

Moreover, in this era, there are many ways to become famous, and the replacement is faster than before. This show can only be regarded as a springboard, and can never be regarded as a hole card.

But Huo Xingchao was different.

His enthusiasm is not at all what ordinary people can imagine.

In the last concert of his solo concert, I collaborated with him on a new song, focusing not only on domestic fans, but also countless overseas fans. The late effects brought by it are unimaginable.

I haven't seen all his ex-girlfriends, all of them have gained a firm foothold in the entertainment industry through his fame.

Zhi Qian was very clear in her heart.

The more difficult the song is, the more it can prove her strength.

The program "Ten Percent" is more entertaining. To be honest, most of the players are average.

Zhiqian doesn't want the audience to pull her level to this level.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at her, with a bit of a smile in his tone,

"Then what about your game? Didn't you just say that the situation is not very good."

"I'll take care of it."

The little girl is stubborn and high-spirited,

"Senior Huo, don't worry, I will never embarrass you!"

......

Huo Xingchao couldn't help curving his lips.

He knocked on her forehead with his mobile phone, "Okay, I'm not letting you go to the battlefield, what are you doing with this expression."

"I don't have much time today, so I just stopped by to tell you about the situation. I will send you the song and choreography first, you can practice it yourself, and the day after tomorrow, I will go to the recording studio to record. I will be free at night this week and next weekend. Let’s arrange the dance moves with you again, and with a different person, some choreography will definitely need to be changed, I hope you are mentally prepared.”

"Yes, I know."

"I remember you gathered at eight in the morning, right?"

"Um."

Zhi Qian nodded, "Because the cafeteria opens at 7:30."

"Then start from five o'clock. After all, you are still recording the show, and other times are not easy to arrange."

He thought about it, his tone was very flat,

"The dance teacher will be waiting for you in the practice room on the third floor at 5:30. I will find someone to bring you breakfast. From 6:00 to 8:00, I should be able to catch up with the progress."

Huo Xingchao leaned against the wall and looked at her,

"can you accept?"

Zhiqian nodded, her voice crisp,

"Can!"

"In fact, if it was Wang Yingying, we didn't even have a choreography, because if it was him, fans would accept it no matter what."

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell,

"But you can't, you have to behave better, and everyone will remember you."

The man pursed his lips lightly, in a lazy tone,

"I sacrificed my rest time to dance in order to help you. If you fail me..."

He paused, then gave a menacing smile,

"I won't play with you again next time, do you hear?"

......

The girl subconsciously raised her head and looked at him.

Huo Xingchao's eyes are very beautiful.

The folds of the double eyelids are very deep, and there seems to be a starlight hidden in the eyes. Taking close-up shots will definitely captivate people.

At that moment, Zhi Qian subconsciously remembered the densely lined barrage on top of the video while watching the video.

"Every time I take a close-up close-up, Brother Huo's eyes are like a sea of ​​stars, and he wants to kiss."

"Every time I get a close-up, I want to kiss his star eye."

"I want to kiss his eyes."

"I want to kiss him."

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