Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

The person in front of them was none other than the protagonist of their gossip just now, the number one person to slack off in the star-making camp, and the washed-up child star Jiangxi Heng.

Fang Weiyang's eyes held a complex expression; in fact, the two of them were the same age.

Fang Weiyang had watched Jiangxi Heng's dramas when she was very young. He was a child star who almost became the nation's son. She never expected that she would meet him on an idol talent show ten years later.

Thinking back to my childhood idol, he sang an extremely awful song on his debut stage, and made a complete fool of himself by fiddling with his uncoordinated limbs during the theme song audition.

Fang Weiyang felt a sense of disillusionment.

He clearly realized that his opponent would be eliminated soon. With such a level of skill, it was already a blessing from the production team that they had made it to the middle stage. After being eliminated, his opponent might still go and film those terrible dramas that were criticized by countless people.

He should have stayed away from players like that.

But today, when Fang Weiyang heard Zhan Jingxuan, Huang Qi, and others criticizing Jiangxi Heng in Class G, she still couldn't bear to listen.

No matter what, they were famous when they were young. What achievements have you made?

Chi Ziyou stammered, "Jiang...Jiang Xixiang, what are you doing here? Where are you going?"

The young man, emerging from the shadows into the light, slightly raised his eyes, recognized the two, and casually said, "Let's go check out the practice room."

Chi Ziyou was actually a little afraid of this roommate.

Previously, four people shared a dormitory. Jiangxi Heng isolated everyone by himself. He had an unsettling arrogance that made the other three roommates distant from him. It wasn't until the other two roommates were eliminated and left the camp that Chi Ziyou tried to chat with Jiangxi Heng.

But each time, the other party's cold, indifferent face scared him away.

This time, however, Chi Ziyou noticed that Jiangxi Heng seemed to have changed. He was still cold and arrogant, but he was no longer as haughty and disdainful as before, which made people feel uncomfortable.

It seems that he was born with this kind of temperament.

Chi Ziyou suddenly lost his fear, and after that, he became more talkative: "Practice room? It's so late already, you're not going to be like the A and B class players, staying up all night practicing and sleeping in the practice room, are you? Hahaha..."

Of course, whether they are genuinely working hard to debut or just pretending to work hard for screen time is unknown.

Chi Ziyou didn't have that much ambition. He felt that as long as he could keep up with the training progress of the main group, he would have completed the mission.

The practice room floor was hard; sleeping on it for a night would leave me with a sore back and make me unable to practice the next day.

Fang Weiyang's eyes flashed, thinking that after getting 44th place, Jiangxi Heng came up with a way to "steal the spotlight". During the day, the camera had to take care of so many people, and Jiangxi Heng, who did not have any special skills, would probably not be able to get the spotlight, so he chose to go at night?

He stepped aside to make way and said, "There's a vocal and dance class tomorrow morning at eight o'clock."

Chi Ziyou quickly added, "Yes, Jiangxi Heng, our MINI instructor came to our practice room today and gave us some dance advice. It's a pity you weren't here."

MINI, a current girl group leader invited by the program team, is skilled in popping and serves as a dance mentor on the show.

In general, vocal and dance lessons in daily life are taught by non-celebrity teachers behind the scenes. The role of the teacher is to add the finishing touch and enhance the performance.

Jiangxi Heng nodded slightly: "I understand, thank you for reminding me."

The cleared path was just wide enough for one person to pass through.

Only when Jiangxi Heng's figure disappeared from view on the floor did Chi Ziyou come to his senses. He quietly approached Fang Weiyang, his face full of surprise: "Did I hear that right? Jiangxi Heng actually thanked us?"

Fang Weiyang withdrew her gaze and pulled Chi Ziyou upstairs: "We reminded him, and he said thank you. Isn't that normal?" She silently pointed to the direction of the camera with her hand hidden in front of her.

Chi Ziyou composed himself slightly, then said loudly and seriously, "Yes, you're right!"

Fang Weiyang: "..."

Cameras were installed in almost every part of the camp, even in the dormitories, so we had to be extremely careful about what we said and did.

I wonder what Jiangxi Heng is doing in the practice room at this hour? Surely he's not secretly training late at night and then going to amaze everyone, right?

……

Jiangxi Heng strolled past classes A, B, C, D, E, and F and walked to the practice room dedicated to class G.

The practice room for Class G is the largest of all the practice rooms because Class G initially had 33 students, the largest number of students in all classes. However, as the contestants have been eliminated one by one, the number of students in each class has changed.

Only Class A maintained its 7 students, while the number of students in other classes decreased.

Class G has been reduced from 33 students to 7.

The seven weakest men in the camp.

Jiangxi Heng remembered that the two people he had just met were also in this class, ranking 39th and 40th respectively.

Click.

The sound of the switch being pressed was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Once the door is closed, the light in the practice room is blocked out, with only a sliver of light leaking through the gap under the door.

In a corner next to the practice room, there are some commonly used musical instruments, such as an electronic keyboard, which is used by vocal teachers to correct the pronunciation of contestants one-on-one.

In her memory, when the original owner was called out for a one-on-one duel, she spoke with shame and difficulty because of the shadow left by her first stage performance. She received a helpless look from the vocal coach and some contestants who subtly mocked and ridiculed her.

This memory is definitely not pleasant.

It's like repeatedly exposing one's most shameful and ugly side to public punishment.

The original owner was a genuine 18-year-old, an age when self-esteem was sky-high. When she blushed, covered her face, and lowered her head as she retreated back into the crowd, she also had the thought of retreating.

Traditional electronic keyboards need to be plugged in.

Jiangxi Heng plugged in the power, turned on the switch, and tried a few notes on the black and white keys.

I played a short piece based on the score in my mind.

Not very satisfied.

After all, traditional Chinese songs should be accompanied by classical instruments. The sound quality of an electronic keyboard is not as good as that of a piano, so it naturally cannot meet his requirements for the song.

4399 was shocked: [Host! You can actually play the electronic keyboard? Aren't you tone-deaf?]

Everything must be exchanged for something of equal value.

Although the system will provide works, how to showcase the skills in those works still depends on the host's personal abilities.

In other words, 4399 cannot solve Jiangxi Heng's tone-deafness problem, nor can it magically grant Jiangxi Heng a skill overnight.

Jiangxi Heng: "Do you know when I admitted I was tone-deaf?"

When?

"When I learned to play instruments like the piano, guitar, and violin, I discovered that the melody I sang didn't match the tune I played."

At that moment, my fingers and mouth were fighting, and finally my brain came out and said: "Fingers, you are right."

From then on, Jiangxi Heng never sang in public again.

4399: [666. You're tone-deaf but still managed to learn an instrument? Almost certainly, you're Beethoven reincarnated!]

As soon as the music stopped, Jiangxi Heng chuckled softly.

The room shone brightly.