The Idol Group and the Crown

The small bottle of Huo Jian is filled with liquid calcium.

The pure white skin is soft like sugar, twice a day, one grain at a time.

Huo Jian is still looking at the brand label on the outer packaging when he is eating dinner. He always feels that the physique test is that the pie is dropped from the sky, and the returned is rich in vitamin acde.

He is less than sixteen years old now, even if he goes to a restaurant to work as a dishwashing worker, he may be bombarded at any time.

But here at SPF, not only three meals a day, but also people staring at him for calcium and iron, so that he has a little panic that is suddenly favored.

Long Ji put a mango on his yogurt box: "It's quite fresh, do you try it?"

Huo Jian nodded, and touched the fruit to prepare to peel.

"I'll come, you'll divide me halfway." Bo Jue was wrapping the roast duck next to him, took the knife and cut it down the mango, and drew a tic-tac-toe on the half of the flesh. The flesh of the fruit is highlighted, and it won’t fill up with juice at all.

Long Jia smiled beside him: "You are borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

"He is my student." Bo Ju humorously said: "The rhythm of playing the piano in two months is just as good as yours. You might as well reflect on the time you have to squabble."

Long Ji gave Huo Jian another half-dish of red heart dragon fruit: "Mr. Bo said that I will come to you with a gift sometime to visit you."

Huo Jian whispered: "I can't eat..."

"Your body fat rate is too low, too thin will affect your grades." Bo Jue played with his mobile phone and said: "Can eat as many sips as possible, try to eat as much as possible, and sleep with peace of mind, too short to make a debut."

Huo Jian gradually became acquainted with both of them, and he would smile lightly when speaking, and went to the piano room unstoppable every day.

His advantage is that his brain is easy to use, and he is fully utilized.

The real brain is easy to use, not only can it be imaged and stored in the brain at a glance, it can dynamically memorize gesture changes and wrist details, but also because he can use the best strategy to arrange his training program and avoid all the detours. Complete and efficient.

Thanks to the protection of nine-year compulsory education, although his family collapsed, he also completed the entire junior high school.

Although I still stay in the spf trainee training base, my life is no different from studying.

In addition to the number of major subjects before, the minor subjects include geography and political history students.

Now the main class is replaced by singing and dancing performance, and the sub-classes are arranged in a string, which can be chosen by him.

He adapts quickly and even has the illusion that he is still studying hard.

This illusion gave Huo Jian a delicate sense of security.

After 60 students were eliminated, the remaining 80 were all trainees with good obedience and self-discipline.

The teacher arranged a group and said that this month's dance class will be linked with the performance class and arranged for them to perform group dance.

A few days ago, everyone was still splitting up and practicing their own movements. After the singles basically remembered the movements, they began to follow the teacher Wei to arrange the group.

There are ten groups of eighty people, and eight people have to rotate at least six formations in a four-minute dance and have different fixed-point moves.

The assistants who previously played leisurely on their mobile phones all entered the state of preparing for war, and took them through the process of digging again and again, and the two hours of class time per day was not enough.

Although Huo Jian does not have this experience, he adapts unexpectedly quickly.

He listened to Xie Lianyun's words before, and every day he worked for an hour for the men's group dance for two hours. In fact, he was constantly strengthening his control of muscles and joints in disguise.

So when dancing with other people, he was the leader with smooth movements and no mistakes, so Wei Jie looked at him more: "Yo, this is a very hard practice in private."

Huo Jian didn't answer, and still followed the music to lift his hips, actually a little embarrassed.

"Okay, continue to practice more in the future, pay attention to protect the waist and knees." Wei Jie patted his shoulder, raised his hands and patted twice: "Transform!"

The eight people scattered in different directions retreated into a long line at the same time. When the drums sounded, some chaos was scattered into an ‘x’ shape. While looking for a place, they couldn’t help but see where the others were.

"No." Teacher Wei shook his head and pressed the play button to tune the music to four bars: "Come back."

This is fun.

Anything that requires braining is fun for Huo Jian.

They are now dancing like eight people with one finger each, to hold something together with a pair of fasts.

In the case of inadequate practice, all jumps are made, and there is no neat coordination.

Huo Jian stepped on to stabilize the position, and even had time to recall the demonstrations in the video tape several times while practicing with them.

The big boys next to him knew something incredible.

——At the beginning of last month, the kid didn't even dance at all, and even following the music two times like a wooden man winding, how did he change his personality just over a month later? ? Did a teacher give him additional training? ?

Huo Jian didn't pay attention to their eyes, followed the music and squatted back, following the beat to his own trajectory.

The top view of the dance room was completely formed in his mind, and his position changed like a silver line glowing in the dark. He paused and slid along the rhythm, drawing a symbol similar to the Greek text in four minutes.

When he opened his eyes again, he realized he was laughing.

Wei Jie also watched him happy: "It's fun, dancing is a great thing."

Someone was already wailing next to him: "Brother Wei teaches me again!! I forgot where I stood in the fourth formation!"

"Brother Wei is so difficult!!! We can't make a team by forming a team!!!"

The acting class is also talking about this dance, but talking and taking them outside.

spf has a long history and strong financial resources, and it is very generous to trainees.

Huo Jian went to many places with the acting teacher these days, and every time he got on the bus, he was quietly happy.

It's great to come out and play. Finally I can go out with everyone.

This time they were sent to a theater, and they were sitting in the front row of the performance stage.

"Oh, this combination, I followed the progress in the post bar before," said a guy next to him who couldn't help but pull other people: "Have you watched the live broadcast of their last general election-my ten days ago The girls are so cute!!!"

"Dude, you also want to be an idol," the trainee next to him said leisurely: "At this time, I can't control the Meng girls, and you will have nosebleeds on the spot to dance with the goddess in the future."

The boy took a deep breath: "Stabilize, I can't expose."

Huo Jian is still curiously looking at the nearby layout.

They sat in the first row, and they could see the faint movements in the background, as well as the huge bouquets of roses bouquets and posters nearby, the combination names and performances were written on the electronic screen, and the agents stood not far away and the staff looked serious Communicate things.

At the moment when the lights dimmed, countless fans behind them started chanting loudly, and the support rod was shot with a rhythm.

Twenty little idols walked out hand in hand, all smiling brightly.

"Hello everyone, we are-Rose Girl Group!"

"Today we will bring a performance for everyone, love you!"

Huo Jian watched the girls dancing and singing on the stage in a rose dress, faintly distracted.

He couldn't imagine how he was on the stage for a while.

The idols are very dedicated and very popular with the audience.

They smiled and waved interactively with the people under the stage, the atmosphere was not messy when singing and transposing, and they could take the time to laugh and look for the wink camera.

Each is full of vitality, as if radiating energy and love into the field endlessly.

Huo Jianning looked at them and began to think about what he would look like in the camera.

Before coming to spf, he was an introverted and ordinary student who rarely listened to love songs.

Therefore, I feel embarrassed when I sing the fierce lyrics in the vocal class.

Going forward, entering the top 20, entering corona, he will surely conquer the people with his own smile and singing voice like the charm and glorious idols on the stage now.

......Even if you think about this kind of thing, there will be a strange sense of time and space disorder.

After watching the performance, the assistant teachers led them to leave the staff's passage.

Everyone is in a good mood, still talking about which girl's legs are thin and long, white like the moon.

The performance teacher waits on the bus, waits to confirm that everyone has arrived, and orders the driver to drive, holding the microphone slowly: "From next week, the performance class will be changed to the evening, you will go to the bar every Monday, Wednesday and Friday , Have you heard?"

"what--"

"No?"

"Let's start with a small stage, don't worry about safety." Teacher Wen yawned: "The bars in the whole street are opened by Teacher Wei's house, and no guests dare to make trouble."

"Is Teacher Chuwei's family so rich!"

"Spf teaching assistants have all won the first prize of the national dance competition. Do you dare to calm down..."

The bus stopped slowly in the underground garage, and the students walked back with a laugh.

The general affairs waited at the door of the car and stopped Huo Jian when he got off.

"You come to the office with me."

Huo Jian froze for a moment, his heart tightened violently.

Did those who have loan sharks chase them?

Are they coming to me?

The teenager followed the general manager to the tenth floor administrative office, so quiet that he could not hold his breath.

When the door of the office was pushed open, the strong paint-splashing men did not appear. Instead, Assistant Zhang sat inside and waved his hand, and there was a cake on the table.

"Child, September 17, Happy birthday."

Huo Jian stayed at the door and reached out and rubbed his eyes.

What... what?

The general manager was very polite when he saw Assistant Zhang, and he quit when he said hello, leaving them alone.

"Boss Pei went on a business trip and asked me to blow a candle with you." Assistant Zhang pointed at the table with a smile: "He picked this cake, and he stuffed it with strawberry cheese filling."

"Congratulations, you are about to enter the sixteen-year-old youth."