I, a cannon fodder, became the heroine in a variety show

Chapter 14 The true meaning of cannon fodder is to fish

Even though it was far away, Yin Yinying felt that she was being murdered.

The dissatisfaction with this cannon fodder is even deeper.

Everyone is cannon fodder, why should he be so pushy?

But she didn't show too obvious expression, like a marionette, she went to draw the first stage repertoire under the instructions of the staff.

She hadn't prepared for this show at all, and she didn't even figure out the process of the first stage.

But since she is asked to draw lots, then she will draw.

But until she saw the note in her hand, she was still a little dazed.

"Yin Yinying's singing and dancing song is "No Day After Tomorrow"." The voice of the host's announcement remained the same.

Yin Yinying raised her eyebrows slightly.

Coincidentally, she knows this song.

It was also the song she was best at in her previous life.

But obviously, she didn't perform well in her previous life.

After all, it's just the fate of cannon fodder. No matter how familiar she is with rehearsing in private, she will always lose the chain when she goes on stage.

Either I forgot the words, or the action got stuck, or my feet slipped, and there were even outrageous reasons such as the sound of the program crew went wrong...

Anyway, there are always various reasons.

So this time her mentality also lay flat.

Just swipe and pull a few times.

On stage, the lights were shining, all gathered on her, making her shining golden light.

The camera is also ready to broadcast every movement and expression of her on the big screen in the venue in real time.

With the familiar music, her limbs also follow the muscle memory activity, without going through the brain at all.

The action is standard, but the intensity and emotion are obviously not enough.

Coupled with her body, it gives people a particularly perfunctory feeling.

Seeing her performance, the expressions of the instructors in the audience were not good, and they continued to pay attention with their eyes in their pockets.

He was not optimistic about her at first, but now he put on a sneer on his expression.

After the song was over, there was silence all around.

The instructors looked at each other, looked at each other, pushed and dragged each other to be the first to speak.

On the stage, Yin Yinying's face was full of surprises.

She was able to perform the entire song on stage without any mistakes.

This is something that almost never happens.

After thinking about it, there is only one reason to explain it.

It must be because I didn't pay attention, the system judged that she danced very perfunctorily, so there was no need to use mistakes to weaken her limelight.

She bluntly found the knack.

It turns out that the true meaning of being a cannon fodder is fishing.

She likes it.

"Yin Yinying." The voice of a teacher suddenly appeared.

"I want to ask, how long have you been preparing for this show?"

"..."

Yin Yinying was warned on Friday that if she asked such a question, she would have to speak up.

But she can't hide her conscience.

So he replied, "Some time."

"Be specific." The tutor's voice continued.

Yin Yinying: "...one day."

tutor:……

"Be more specific."

"An hour...less than."

The time to put on makeup can also be regarded as preparation for this show.

tutor:……

[What kind of international joke, one hour?Wasn't she really caught temporarily to take the head? 】

[Sure enough, she is a village girl, she gives me the feeling that she is so earthy. 】

【What about the person who said that the more mediocre his talent is, the more amazing he will be?Slap in the face? 】

[But she is so honest, most people would talk about it too much. 】

"Then do you have any other talents? What musical instruments?"

The instructor's voice appeared again, but there was a tone of preparation for watching a play in the words.

"I..." Yin Yinying wanted to say that she would not.

But his eyes suddenly fell on a few boards on the next stage.

Based on her understanding of herself, she knew that the more she messed up the situation, the more she could comfortably live her cannon fodder life.

So she acted on the spur of the moment.

"I'll be allegro."

(End of this chapter)