Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Gu Yuzheng and Ji Ran were the last students to arrive, and among the mentors only Wen Shanshan and Xiang Yuan had arrived.
After a while, Ran Youqing and Sheng Ziyou arrived at the practice room at the same time.
“Students, your teacher Sheng has brought you some good things!” Ran Youqing said with a smile as he came in.
“What?”
“What did Teacher Sheng bring?”
“What?!”
….
The staff came in carrying a box each, and Sheng Ziyou followed behind them, saying with a smile, “It’s nothing special, just give everyone a cup of hot drink to warm their stomachs.”
“Roar–“
“Ah, thank you, Ms. Sheng!”
“Is it milk tea?! I haven’t had milk tea in a long time!”
“Expectant!”
“Thank you, Teacher Sheng!”
….
The students were excited, and Sheng Ziyou directed the staff to distribute it.
It was not milk tea at all, it was just hot water with some medicinal herbs added in it. The taste was okay, but it was not delicious at all.
“What is this?” Fu Jiahuan chewed the wolfberries with a puzzled look on his face.
The drinks had been distributed and the staff had left. Sheng Ziyou sat down in the vacant seat and turned around and said with a smile, “It’s for nourishing the stomach and the body. You young people are working too hard. You should take care of your health.”
Hearing this, Ji Ran lowered his head to look at the hot drink he had just received. It was a little hot to hold in his hand. But he stared at it, slightly distracted.
Fu Jiahuan ate something again, which was a little bitter and his face twisted: “There’s still medicine? Teacher Sheng, I hate taking medicine the most.”
Sheng Ziyou slapped his back: “Drink it. If you don’t lay a good foundation when you are young, you will suffer in the future.”
For these young people who stayed up late every day, worries about health preservation were still a bit far away.
“Haha, Teacher Sheng is going to promote health preservation!” Guan Yike joked while drinking.
Ran Youqing couldn’t help but interrupt, saying with a serious face: “Teacher Sheng is right. Young people like you who stay up late all night without eating, don’t realize that this is very bad for your health. You should pay attention to it!”
“I agree!” The director Qu Feng pushed the door open and the students applauded to welcome him.
Qu Feng said seriously: “You are still growing up. If you don’t lay a good foundation, you will suffer in the future.”
He sat between Sheng Ziyou and Ran Youqing, which was also the most central position in the front row.
Although there were no staff to arrange the seats for these mentors, they would arrange them invisibly themselves.
Qu Feng was the director here, so he naturally sat in the middle, with Sheng Ziyou and Ran Youqing on either side of him, followed by Wen Shanshan and Xiang Yuan.
Sheng Ziyou and Wen Shanshan didn’t get along, so it was impossible for her to sit next to Wen Shanshan, so Xiang Yuan sat next to Sheng Ziyou.
Next to Xiang Yuan was Tang Yanhao. This student who loved to show off sat in this position first just to get more shots with his instructor.
Next to Wen Shanshan was Hu Changming. For some reason, ever since Sheng Ziyou supported Lin Yidong, Wen Shanshan suddenly began to “admire” Hu Changming.
Behind Sheng Ziyou and Xiang Yuan were Fu Jiahuan, Ji Ran, and Gu Yuzheng; and behind Qu Feng and Ran Youqing were Jiao Xiu, Lu He, Guan Yike and others.
It seemed that you could sit anywhere you want, but there were actually some rules for the best seats.
This was how society was. Invisible shackles positioned many things. It was not right to say that it was good, but it was also not right to say that it was bad.
A person’s status determined many things, including treatment, voice, attitude and living standards.
Improving one’s social status, whether in terms of power or money, was the lifelong goal of many people.
Qu Feng had arrived, and tonight’s results announcement had officially begun.
The worker pushed in a shelf with envelopes on it, and the students’ hearts skipped a beat.
“Is everyone nervous?” Qu Feng turned his head and asked.
“Nervous—” they said in unison.
This feeling was very similar to waiting for the results to be released. One got restless, anxious, and confused. One couldn’t wait to know the results but was also afraid that the results would not be satisfactory.
Qu Feng stood up and said with a smile: “Then I will hand out the first report card, starting from… No. 36.”
It would be more interesting if the truth was revealed from the end to the beginning. This was obviously arranged by the program crew and it was not at all what Qu Feng wanted.
He took the 36th envelope, took a look at it, and said, “This result is not the result of the elimination round. It is just a basis. Don’t be afraid if you are a little short. Try harder tomorrow and you will have a chance.”
The students nodded, and Qu Feng smiled and read out the name –
“Song Ye, a total of 397,831 votes.”
The boy stood up in a daze. All the cameras were aimed at him. At this time, even though he kept telling himself in his heart to smile and stay calm, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t be raised, which looked a bit ugly.
He stepped forward, his eyes slightly red.
Sheng Ziyou didn’t have a deep impression of this kid, who was probably only in his twenties. But anyone who could stand here and be in the top 36 should not be bad, at least outside, and must have some talent.
Being at the bottom at this time was something that must thus be extremely difficult to accept.
“Now Song Ye will announce the results of the 35th student.” Qu Feng said, patting Song Ye’s shoulder gently.
Perhaps for Song Ye, this was a time when the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, but for his mentors and director, he was just one of the millions of losers who wanted to enter the entertainment industry, and it did not cause any waves in his heart.
No one spoke, and naturally no one applauded.
After that, the results were announced in reverse order starting from 36th place.
The further back you were, the more certain it was that you would be eliminated in the next qualifying match.
The name Dou Xuan appeared after the 21st name was read.
Ran Youqing, who was standing next to Qu Feng, sighed invisibly. If Dou Xuan was eliminated after the next performance, he would not know what chances he would have. It was even possible that this effort would add to his already crushing courage.
In the future entertainment industry, they may never hear Dou Xuan’s name again.
There were many, many “Dou Xuan” who had struggled for many years, but their life ended quietly before they could blossom.
The more fame and fortune there was in this industry, the more intense the competition was. Newcomers flocked to the scene, and old players were reluctant to leave.
There was a person biting his fingers, extremely nervous. 21 was not him anymore, didn’t that mean he had moved forward a little bit?
So what place was he in now?
Lin Yidong’s heart was pounding.
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