Chapter 22: 22nd

When Huo Jian applied to go to the public stage of Qingxi Road, he originally thought that he would be choked by the teacher in charge.
Although he is in the top 20, he hasn't even practiced a formal group dance at this time, and it's not enough to perform a single practice repertoire.
However, after listening to the form, the teacher wrote down his name and performance track, and waved even if the registration was successful.
"Go to make-up and change clothes in the afternoon, take the shuttle bus one hour in advance, and someone may adjust the progress at any time in the background."
"Ok, thank you."
When I went upstairs to make an appointment in the dressing room, Long Ji happened to be nearby.
"Which song did you perform?"
""Bestday"."
"Me too--" Long Ji turned a long turn in a long voice: "Wait for a long time to wait in line, or will we be able to perform both?"
Huo Jian is unsure: "Can this be coordinated?"
"Of course, I only need to inform Teacher Lu." Long Ji pointed to the team in front of the registration desk. Obviously, the relevant situation has been fully understood: "Qingxi Road is full of programs every weekend, we are to help the teacher We save time."
When the two arrived on the day, they really chose a complete set of street hip-hop outfits, and they sat side by side in the dressing room at three o'clock in the afternoon.
This time I changed a male makeup artist to help Huo Jian draw the eyeliner. At first glance, this person stayed in spf for a long time and could talk about anything.
"Do you know why you dragged your dormitory for two months this time?"
Long Ji looked up and asked him to help repair the shadow of the jaw line, and then said: "Isn't it too troublesome to change it, just change it every two months?"
"I will tell you quietly," the male makeup artist is trying to bear a smile: "This time, there was a trainee who was eliminated. The three-in and three-out spf has not been signed for three years. This time it was difficult to squeeze into the top 50. He was brushed down again."
"He was really irritated when he left, and he didn't know how to do it. He made a bucket of durian and boiled stinky tofu. The dormitory was covered with walls."
"Isn't it..." The female makeup artist beside was helping Long Jia curl her hair: "If it doesn't work, change the company, how awful."
"It's also crazy to want to become famous overnight, and feel that the world is targeting him."
Huo Jian blinked and suddenly reacted.
The dormitory with the diagonally opposite door is not cleaning up mites. The two days of refurbishment are to taste.
"Yeah, so the security and emergency measures have been strengthened on the third floor. I am afraid that there will be such problems." The male makeup artist holds the hair curler and said: "Actually, it is stressful to do your job. Crazy, even harder to enter the line."
Read it, but it always sounds weird.
Huo Jian's makeup this time is not as gorgeous as last time, but as long as the outlines of the brow bone and the bridge of the nose are slightly emphasized, the entire aura will be fully enlarged.
He was still not used to looking in the mirror, and walked around when he saw something that was reflective.
Long Ji took his shoulder to ride the company's shuttle bus and greeted other trainees along the road.
The others were all face up to the sky. Only their clothes were eye-catching and swaying, which made Huo Jian uncomfortable.
Because of his owed loan sharks in the family, in the past few years of studying, he has been trying to fade away his sense of existence and does not want to be noticed or seen by anyone.
Anything with a malicious or compassionate look on him seemed to carry an unbearable weight.
But now the occupation just happens to reverse all this.
The bus carried a car artist to Qingxi Road in the West District. The performance stage has already begun to do warm-up activities, and there are many fans and sisters in the periphery who are excited to talk.
Huo Jianlong didn't know other artists and trainees in this car. Anyway, seeing that people are clever and shouting that seniors can't be wrong, they were introduced into the background in order by the teacher to take a break.
They arrived here at five o'clock, and it was completely dark at six o'clock.
Now that it has entered the winter, the north wind hangs like a knife on the person's face.
But hundreds of fans outside the stage all held SLR and digital cameras high, and a lot of busy tourists also followed.
The performance stage is the tradition of spf. From time to time, well-known artists will come to perform, and the trainees who have not debuted are actually of high quality.
The sound of the sound abruptly occupied the noisy and noisy part of the area, followed by cheers and screams at the front desk, which were higher than the new one. It was the newly debut girl group performing dance.
The sky gradually turned dark, and the waiting area came again with the second batch of third batches of trainees, and some of them were also sent by other companies, purely came to practice the sense of the scene.
"S025, Dragonfly Huoblade, Dragonfly Huoblade is there!"
"Yes!" Long Ji stood up and said: "Here!"
"Come on, the third show will be your turn. Speed ​​up!" The coordinating team leader waved: "bgm is "bestday", right? The headset is here, you listen to the rhythm and don't collapse too much!"
As he said, he pushed them forward, and the two makeup artists also followed to synchronize their makeup and lip color, and led them to the entrance in a few steps.
It's not clear to hear those loud noises while sitting in the background. Only when they really stand there can they understand how many people are gathered outside.
This place was originally a small square, and there were two electronic screens next to it to play the stage live. At this time, nearly six or seven hundred people had gathered under the stage, waving and waving with a piece, and there were many small fans holding hands. The surnames of different idols are written on the luminous board.
There is also a small square of square dance scattered in the corner of the square. Under the double bombardment of rock and rap, the wind and rain are unstoppable in the most beautiful sunset red.
When the last group in front of them came to the stage to bow and perform, Huo Jian suddenly became nervous.
"Hello everyone, we are the new dulme combination!" The five boys bowed neatly, and a large scream of cheers followed the audience, as if finally waiting for their idol to play.
"I am the lead singer-dada!"
"I am the main dance-uu!"
Huo Jian was thinking about all the steps of the dance, and he was startled.
Lead singer? The main dance?
Seeing his expression change, Long Ji explained casually: "Most of the groups have functions, like I will prepare to rap in the future."
The burning drum sounds startled from the speaker, and the five big boys danced and sang uniformly, with a formal smile on their faces.
Huo Jian looked at a large group of supporting teams under the angle of view, as well as tourists and passers-by who stood on tiptoe, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.
This is an immersive experience that is very different from the video on the TV computer.
In the past, it was extremely long for four minutes to practice the flat support, and then it became fleeting.
Before he took a deep breath to prepare, the five-members bowed down to thank the audience, and then quickly stepped down from the other side.
"Let's go." Long Ji slapped his shoulders. "Remember to be handsome when you set your sights."
For the next four minutes, Huo Jian's mind went blank.
He jumped without any problems, and even remembered having eyes and gestures interacting with Long Li when the atmosphere burned to the highest point.
There are too many things his brain has to deal with at the same time.
Every second's dance movements, the difference between ear-back music and off-site delay, the change of lyrics and breath, the position of the companion, and the audience inside and outside that can be seen when you open your eyes.
There are only a dozen people in the bar, but there are hundreds of them, and many of them are holding lanterns and bouquets, and countless eyes are watching them eagerly.
The girls are holding their phones and pointing at them. They are snapping and taking pictures. Cheers and whistles are becoming indistinguishable at this moment, making him unable to confirm whether they are right or wrong and whether they like themselves. .
Extremely frightened and excited at the same time trembling.
The two opposing emotions intertwined and rose, as if a fire had ignited all the oxygen that he was breathing.
Huo Jian mechanically jumped all over, almost forgetting what song he was singing at this moment.
At the end of the music, he stood side by side with Long Ji, bowed and thanked together, and received a lot of applause again.
When he stepped down again, Huo Jian subconsciously supported the railing next to him, and suddenly found himself out of breath.
It was not that his physical strength could not keep up, but that he had never faced this situation, and even his body entered a very contradictory state.
"My God." Long Ji took the assistant's towel and hurriedly wiped the sweat, throwing the other one to Huo Jian: "I just made two or three wrong gestures and steps."
"In fact, it's not a big deal." The assistant helped Huo Jian wipe the wet sweat on his hair, with a tone of laughter: "Most of the audience here is watching a lively, that is, they can all applaud and support when they are out of tune. ."
Huo Jian breathed away after half a day, and turned to watch the performance behind.
"Can I still watch for a while?"
"Of course, it's okay to see the end of the audience." The assistant pointed to the reserved place not far away: "Uncle Jiang encouraged this kind of learning. Some trainees used to see that they refused to leave, and finally followed the prop car in the middle of the night Two points back to the company together."
Huo Jian nodded blankly, trainees whose eyes were still sweating on the lookout.
They are the predecessors of the two-year-old, and they have not debuted yet.
His ambition suddenly began to grow and sprout, burning together with the uncontrollable aftermath.
If one day, I stand on a bigger stage.
If I will have my own work in the future, I will dance only my own...
It's not just exposing yourself to this world, it's full exposure, and even your own profile is about to be blurred.
Does even blood scream with boiling?
Long Ji had to take a car home in advance, Huo Jian chose to sit down and watch this stage with other strangers.
Although it is not a formal performance here, companies large and small that have made good contact with spf will also send reserve forces to practice water testing.
The teenagers concentrated on watching one group after another on the stage, and finally did not remember their names at all, constantly observing and analyzing the immediate reaction of the audience in the field.
After three hours of blinking, the rich control information entered his brain like a transcribed video.
It turns out that different combinations will have their own style.
Everyone in the original combination will have a role positioning.
It turned out that the gap between debuting seniors and trainees would be so far.
He can gradually see the difference between the pros and cons of different performances, waving arms with the excellent performers to beat the beats, completely relaxing into the flaming atmosphere they give, just like the sponge is absorbing and enriching frantically, all the smallest details Take a look.
He looked at these predecessors who were likely to compete with the stage in the future, and the huge spotlights projected on them. More and more thoughts in his brain merged into rivers.
Then suddenly knew the answer.
Where the idol is, the light is.
No lights are needed, and no believers need to be pleased.
It is worthy of being followed by thousands of people, and it is worth being exposed to the vision of the whole world.
Perfect glory is like an idol.