The Idol Group and the Crown

The final result of the three rounds of screening is that only 40 people are left in the branch b.

Huo Jian was quickly called to the office by his assistant, with a stack of contracts in front of him.

With personal safety insurance and a training plan notice, Lin Lin always has dozens of pages.

"You're only fifteen..." The assistant frowned: "It's not a labor contract, or you have to let your parents come to sign."

"Now you are given one thousand five nutritional allowances every month, but if you go to the last twenty, you have to sign a long-term brokerage agreement with us-are you sixteen in September?"

"full."

"Oh, that's good." The assistant apparently saw too many difficult parents and was relieved: "Come on, you're in a good time."

He soon changed into a new dormitory, and was also assigned a new general management. After receiving the discipline manual and training manual, he went to the building next door to help get teaching materials and tapes.

There is no TV in the dormitory, but there is a tape drive for public use, which can also be used to listen to the radio.

Huo Blade got the ID card, and he sat in the dormitory and turned over the thick notice and contract again.

No matter how good he is at school, he is actually a child.

But after signing these documents, he suddenly seemed to be treated as an equal adult, and he felt a sense of respect in his heart.

Huo Jian cautiously locked all his personal belongings, went to the balcony to make a call to Aunt Lu and Ms. Chen, and calmed down for a while to roughly explain his situation.

At 7 o'clock the next morning, everyone gathered in the conference room c603 on time.

A total of more than 130 trainees came, and aya and five other teachers appeared at the door.

Instead of coming in immediately, they bowed neatly to the uncle who came from the other side, and waited for the man to walk into the meeting room before coming in line.

Many trainees who often watch entertainment news have their eyes straightened. They stand up and want to see more clearly, and sit back in a panic, pretending to be calm.

The uncle looked at least fifty years old, his thin hair dyed, and his eyes sharp like an eagle falcon.

He glanced at everyone at the door and asked sideways, "Is this all?"

aya respectfully said: "Yes."

"I haven't seen a few picks for the time being." The uncle snorted: "Have a meeting first."

The two teachers stepped onto the stage and greeted the trainees. The LCD screen behind them began to show slides simultaneously.

"The first thing to congratulate you is that you have passed the preliminary screening and have equal opportunities to compete."

"Our fps is the top entertainment company in the industry, and the gentleman next to him is the old broker Uncle Jiang who has won a lot of superstars."

A group of later generations couldn't suppress the excitement and shouted: "Good Uncle Jiang!"

This is their closest time to the entertainment industry.

Uncle Jiang, who can see live, sees all the stars at the core of the entertainment circle.

Value, great value.

Huo Jian turned his pen and felt that it seemed a bit redundant to bring a notebook over.

"Generally speaking, agents rarely come in person in this session," the teacher obviously has not seen Uncle Jiang a few times, the tone can not hold back a bit: "It is because our plan is special enough to have such a thing. treatment."

She pressed the electronic pen and turned the screen.

A logo fell quietly on a pure black background.

The minimalist golden lines form an abstract pattern, and six letters are written in the lower row.

『Corona』

It is the Latin crown.

Suddenly, some trainees started to cheer and applaud on the field, as if they knew something already.

"Uncle Jiang has rested for several years and finally started to make a group development plan. This company has been preparing for four years and has been waiting for the best opportunity." The teacher continued to explain: "So the company also gave the best teachers The lineup, including our teaching assistants, is also the level of the national championship."

The trainees beside Huo Jian took a deep breath and quietly took photos of the teachers with their phones, unable to conceal their faces.

The assistant teacher looked at them with a smile and slowly said: "Corona has only six letters."

"So we only need six members."

"Six unique and outstanding members."

Uncle Jiang nodded approvingly.

The atmosphere of excitement and excitement just now suddenly dropped.

The electronic pen flashed again, and the knockout system was released.

"It is July now, and we will give you a fair and unified training and screening through four months."

"Thirty people with the lowest average score per month are directly out of the game and lose the qualification to compete in these six positions." The teacher said gently: "According to the document we signed yesterday, the knockout can continue to practice in the company, but wait for other groups Chance, the exact time of debut is hard to tell."

The trainees who just cheered first shook their heads tacitly, and began to exchange their eyes away from others.

Huo Jian frowned, feeling something was wrong.

He knew this look.

These people obviously know what the teacher did not say, and it is a very secret matter.

The leaders are sufficiently experienced and backbone, the teaching assistant facilities are at the top level, and the winners can have a full range of super resources-what secrets can there be in this project?

"In the past four months, you will train together to win the ranking through ability and hard work." The teacher seemed to be unaware of the small movements under the stage, and continued: "And the last twenty people left, we will consider the overall situation Make the final decision."

"Even if not selected to join corona, the top 20 will have higher priority resource allocation."

She looked at the crowd of teenagers on the stage and smiled, her voice was clear and fluent.

"Hopefully I will see you again when everything falls in December."

After the morning meeting, the trainees divided into four groups to meet again, a bit like the high school head teacher's words.

After talking about the discipline of going to bed and eating, I finally talked about the key points.

"There are three main courses, vocal music, dance and live performance." Bob is a male teacher with black glasses and black glasses. He speaks very quickly: "These three courses are compulsory. Each one and a half hours each day, there will be Homework and placement tests are all included in the average score."

"In addition to the compulsory courses, you also need to choose two elective courses, which are also included in the results of the month-end assessment."

He took the marker and wrote fast on the whiteboard, and the handwriting was very sloppy.

[Arranger, choreographer, rap, play, write...]

The trainees started to pick the course whispering, arguing against different rankings.

"Quiet." Bob knocked on the whiteboard and said: "All the introduction materials are in this booklet. Give me the registration form before 6 pm today."

"No class today, you can observe freely from the fourth floor to the eighth floor, don't disturb other trainees, have you heard?"

Everyone responded one after another, and whispered in groups until the teacher left.

Huo Jian saw that Long Ji was surrounded by several people, and thought about it, he decided to go out.

He read the course introduction before he waited for the bob to enter the classroom. By the way, he read the company's development history and past achievements.

The fourth and fifth floors are classrooms, the sixth floor is a conference hall, the seventh floor is a functional training room, and the eighth floor has large and small dance rooms.

He doesn't know how long his ability to remember can help him walk for a long time, but the matter of getting out of the safety zone is imminent.

The teenager wandered around the 4th and 5th floors and walked up to the 7th floor from the safe passage. When he saw the scene outside the glass wall, he was startled, and his steps began to lighten up involuntarily.

Next to the safe passage, there are rows and rows of piano rooms and instrument rooms.

The largest one is decorated in a Rococo-style court style, displaying a violin clarinet flute and a cream-white grand piano.

These things are too far away from him-he couldn't even afford the harmonica when he was in elementary school, so he could only watch other children play with his eyes shut.

Huo Jian stood at the door for a long time and did not see anyone else coming, not even anyone practicing in the nearby piano room, as if he were the only one on this floor.

He approached the grand piano carefully and tried to press a key.

The sweet voice is like a spring.

The boy showed a delighted expression, found doremi again, and pressed it key by key with the same finger.

The sound of the piano is free of impurities, so beautiful it is like singing in his ears.

He took a deep breath and sat down boldly, studying the illustrations in the music book and putting his hands on the keys.

Then awkwardly and happily, he continued to hit the little star with one finger.

"Not like this." There was a voice suddenly in the distance.

Huo Jian stood up reflexively, seeing the other person standing at the door.

When he saw the hair on his waist and waist, he almost thought he was a girl.

The man looked 16 or 7 years old, and his face was very handsome.

"You sit down." The long-haired teenager came over and motioned him to sit aside.

"Um... the first thing you should learn is posture." The man helped him correct his sitting posture and arm position. He is obviously a teenager, but he is familiar with the tone like an old performer: "Live wrists, loose shoulders, use your brain when reading music."

He sat on the right side of the piano, his hands fluttering away like cat fur, and the smooth and continuous sound of the piano poured out instantly, light and flexible.

Huo Jian subconsciously said: "Have you passed level 10?"

"Well, playing grade." The teenager brushed his long hair behind his ear, calmly said: "Do you want to learn to play the piano?"

"...Want to learn." Huo Jian's tone was not sure: "But I have no foundation at all."

If he chooses this elective course rashly, he may be very weak in the assessment.

"It's better to ask me to learn." The teenager played Bach's excerpts, and the grand piano was like a docile nightingale under his fingertips: "Trust me, I teach better than the teacher downstairs, they can't."

Huo Jian suddenly became interested in this conceited stranger.

"Why do you think they can't?"

"It's very simple." The teenager rocked with the melodious sound of the piano, like a proud black swan.

"I am a world champion, but they are not."