In the evening, after Qin Yun announced the requirements for the next knockout, the atmosphere in the dance studio was very dignified. Now the second performance is not ready yet, and the content of the knockout is also prepared at the same time. There are still four days left.

"This time is too tight, right?"

"Yes, teacher, we are not ready for the performance yet."

"Is it really the 31st knockout, or is it just saying that to the outside world?"

...

Some people questioned, and some people just broke down emotionally, and the pressure was too great. They had no entertainment for a month, and their life was boring and singular. Every day is the dance studio-dormitory-restaurant. The body moves from morning to night every day. It was eight hours. In fact, it was not at all. Like An Rong, except for one hour of rest at noon and five hours of sleep at night, she almost always does dancing, music lessons, and fitness.

Worry about the performance in front of you, but also worry about elimination...

Qin Yun sighed in her heart. She couldn't bear it either. The negative impact brought about by the quick success was inevitable, but the company's arrangement was like this, and she could only act according to the rules.

"Everyone, cheer up." Shen Rian clapped his hands and said with his enthusiastic voice: "Prepare the dances that you are good at as soon as possible, try to use your strengths and avoid weaknesses. If you are not sure about paying attention, you can consult the teachers, and the teachers will help you. After the selection, you can also come to the teacher for help. We are all very enthusiastic and warm."

Xu Xiaodi took the lead and applauded, "Thank you, teacher."

After the three teachers left, Chen Xin came again, "I want to make up an interview, everyone prepare."

At this moment, those who shed tears didn't dare to cry anymore. Everyone rushed to make-up, change clothes, and do hair in a panic.

The supplementary interview footage will be edited and interspersed into the program. This is also one of the few individual shots they have used to attract fans and expose them.

The interview room is downstairs. It's not the first time everyone has gone. They are all familiar with the road. Twenty people went in one by one according to the ranking of the last knockout. By the time it was the turn of the team, it had been nearly an hour.

An Rong went in and sat down. Someone handed her a piece of paper, and she took it and scanned it.

The director stood opposite, "Have you finished watching?"

An Rong nodded, "It's finished."

A woman took the paper in her hand and asked according to the above question: "Are you ready for the next knockout?"

An Rong hesitated for a moment, and frowned slightly and said, "To be honest, not yet. It's too sudden. You have to think about it."

"Any preliminary ideas?"

An Rong nodded, but said, "Well...I can only say that I am not too mature yet. I am just as nervous looking forward to it as everyone else."

"Worried about being eliminated?"

An Rong smiled rarely, "I must be worried, I'm worried."

"What is music to you?"

This time, An Rong paused for a few seconds before saying, "It's an industry that is everywhere, but has never been in touch with it in depth. If you are lucky, maybe it will be your future work, I hope so."

Not a dream, no blood, no story.

The director grinds his teeth. After talking for a long time, she is not afraid of anything, but her attitude is quite sincere, so serious that people can't refute it.

"As the captain of this performance, what problems did you encounter and how did you solve them?"

Xu Xiaodi pursed her lips, and said sternly: "There was a problem at the beginning. The high pitch of the song I chose this time is more difficult. Fortunately, with the help of the teacher, everyone is working hard to learn. Later, I may adjust it to make the high pitch. Leave it to one person, this has to be discussed. Um... Sister Xiao Yu helped me a lot in dance. We all learned from the teacher while learning from her. That's it, there are no major insurmountable problems."

"Do you think you can make a debut?"

An Rong held his forehead and smiled helplessly, just like chatting with a friend, and said playfully, "Oh, this question... When I was in high school, I hesitated to pass the college entrance examination to Tsinghua University or Peking University. I was admitted, but I still dare to think about it, imagine it, and entertain myself at zero cost."

At this time, she briefly looked like a high school student.

"Who do you wish to be with."

Almost everyone in this room knew that she and Xu Xiaodi were going to fry CP, so naturally they thought she would say Xu Xiaodi.

As a result, An Rong opened his mouth and said calmly: "I hope that I can be teammates with people who admire each other, so that everyone is more comfortable."

The director frantically hinted at her, and the flesh on her face flew up.

An Rong added another sentence, "For example, Xu Xiaodi and I."

The speed of speech on both sides was not slow, and it took less than five minutes to complete the interview. The director of this interview was exhausted.

Not at all!

Out of the cooperative relationship, the director kindly reminded her, "You don't have a hot spot like this, and the audience won't buy it if you broadcast it."

An Rong had already stood up, thanked him after hearing the words, and then said indifferently: "There may also be audiences who like it. I'm telling the truth."

It's the truth, but it didn't break out!

An Rong doesn't want to explode, and the media can write about something if nothing happens. It doesn't hurt to be cautious.

That night, until midnight, there were still people in the dormitory talking, discussing interviews, and discussing the upcoming elimination...

An Rong asked Xu Xiaodi: "What have you prepared?"

Xu Xiaodi didn't hesitate, and said, "Dancing girl."

Kishi Rong knows that this song is an old song. It has a strong sense of rhythm and is mainly for dancing. However, the dances in the MV are not suitable for dancing on the stage. There seems to be a live version on the Internet, but it is also Not all.

The range of this song is not too difficult for Xu Xiaodi, An Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Xiaodi asked curiously: "How about you?"

An Rong hesitated and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

In fact, she had prepared it a long time ago, but she didn't want Xu Xiaodi to know.

The next day, An Rong went to Qin Yun with her own song.

After Qin Yun finished reading it, it took a while before she looked up at her with complex expression and asked, "Did you write it yourself?"

An Rong nodded, "I usually write nothing."

"What about composing?"

An Rong said: "I am also myself, I learned it during the college entrance examination."

Qin Yun asked seriously and seriously: "Is there a demo?"

An Rong shook his head, "I sang it myself, but I didn't record it."

Qin Yun handed the paper to her and said earnestly: "Don't show your original songs to others casually in the future."

If it were not for professional ethics and ethics, she really wanted to take it for herself! Which singer does not want good songs?

An Rong knew that she had thought about many reasons for making this decision. She wrote the lyrics on the table in the dormitory. The camera had contact with it at close range, and she knew Qin Yun in her last life. Qin Yun didn’t. For the kind of people who can plagiarize, the most important thing is that this song has a unique style and is not in the same way as Qin Yun.

"Yes, you can." Qin Yun said: "You can fix it again. I will negotiate with the company and record an accompaniment for you as soon as possible, tomorrow at the latest."

The first sister Qin Yun is in a stable position. She said that tomorrow, it is really tomorrow. Not only did she have the accompaniment, she even asked her team to make adjustments and polishes on the arrangement, and made two versions, and she tried it herself. Recorded a demo and brought it over to An Rong.

"Listen first and see what else needs to be revised."

An Rong thanked him.

Qin Yun asked again: "Why would you write this song?"

Before An Rong said a word, Qin Yun added another sentence, "I didn't doubt what you meant. I mean, this song is so emotional that there are some illusions and madness. You are only seventeen years old..."

Qin Yun didn't finish her words, but she expressed her meaning very clearly. It stands to reason that even if An Rong's age and experience, even if she is a genius, she writes about youth and confusion at most. Even if it's affection, it should be a secret crush or a confession. .

But she sang this song herself. The music can't deceive people. This is more obscure than secret love. It seems that the pain is getting deeper and deeper in the struggle, intertwined with the despair and sweetness of delusion, it is true. It's a bit complicated and heavy.

An Rong held the paper and U disk in his hand, looked down slightly, and seemed to give a short smile, but the voice was too short, and Qin Yun was not sure if it was her own illusion.

"This is a secret."

Qin Yun was embarrassed, she didn't mean to inquire about it.

An Rong said, "Seventeen is no longer young now."

A trace of dumbness flashed in Qin Yun's heart. She remembered that when An Rong secretly kissed Xu Xiaodi before, she seemed to have said that she had a crush on someone.

Could it be that person?

At the age of seventeen, what kind of person can you secretly fall in love with to such an extreme?

After returning to the dormitory, An Rong uploaded the song to the tablet and listened to it over and over again with headphones.

Qin Yun was right. She named this song "Delusion". The main theme of the song is madness. It is a bit confused and can't distinguish between illusion and reality. Starting from dreams and chattering, she gradually discovers that this is a dead end. The reality, then collapse and madness.

It's herself.

The drum beats in the prelude are like a heartbeat, bang-bang-bang-bang, after the rhythm comes in, the drum beats go from low to high, just like the singer is nervous, waking up, followed by a vague sigh.

"Ah love-she is here-will you go with me"

"She said that she loved me for life, oh-how can you take the drama seriously, haha"

...

"Hey." Xu Xiaodi tugged her earphones, "What about you, are you asleep?"

Xu Xiaodi mumbled, pulled a chair and sat beside An Rong, thinking that she was listening to the song of this performance, and that song was played every day, and she was almost tired of listening to it, so she didn't care.

He didn't notice Kishirong's face.

"I'm a little nervous." Xu Xiaodi exhaled, a little embarrassed, and entangled for a while and said: "I'm not afraid of being eliminated."

After all, she has almost made an appointment, and elimination is almost impossible.

An Rong turned off the music and turned to listen to her.

Xu Xiaodi lowered her voice, laughed at herself, and said, "I'm afraid I won't get the effect I want."

An Rong nodded, and said, "Me too.

She must sing that song to Xu Xiaodi and also to herself, so she can't make any mistakes.

Xu Xiaodi said: "I made up half of that dance by myself, and I haven't skipped it before."

An Rong nodded. What a coincidence, I have never sang this song to anyone before.

Xu Xiaodi's mood suddenly fell. She didn't know what she was thinking of. She twitched the corners of her mouth bitterly and tensely. He sighed, as if talking to herself, and said, "I wonder if she can see it."

An Rong frowned slightly.

she was? Or him?

Who is this choreography for?

Also dancing girl.

You can, Xu Xiaodi, I watched every day and didn't find your little secret. Which crevice came out of this?

"Oh." An Rong said, "Then practice hard."

Very cold.

Xu Xiaodi didn't realize that it was wrong, so he adjusted his mood and said, "You can help me see it."

Kishi Rong sullenly, wanting to refuse.

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