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Feng Yuanxuan replied to her: “Yeah, our group felt that waiting for the song to be finished before rehearsing the dance would be too slow, so we’re doing it together.”
Sheng Ziyou walked over to the corner where Feng Yuanxuan was sitting and asked him, “So you’ve been writing songs that suit your dance, right?”
“Hmm.” Feng Yuanxuan nodded, looking even more embarrassed. “My songs tend to be quieter; I’m not good at writing more dynamic music.”
“Did your guest member say anything?”
“Teacher Zheng is quite busy and doesn’t handle this. She said she’ll come and rehearse with us once we’ve settled things here.”
As if he had just thought of something, Feng Yuanxuan’s eyes lit up: “Teacher Sheng, may I ask you for advice? I have written several songs recently, but none of them are very suitable for their choreography. Their dance rehearsal is very fast, and it is basically all done. They are just waiting for my song.”
Looking at the genuinely remorseful boy in front of her, Sheng Ziyou felt a burning anger in her heart.
Feng Yuanxuan genuinely felt guilty because he had not been able to write a suitable song, hence his guilt.
“You didn’t sleep much last night, did you?” Sheng Ziyou asked him instead of bringing up the matter of asking for advice.
“How did you know?!” Feng Yuanxuan exclaimed in shock.
“Look under your eyes, there are dark circles under them. It’s obvious you haven’t slept in a long time.”
Feng Yuanxuan was a little embarrassed.
Sheng Ziyou continued, “So you’ve been working overtime writing songs, and you haven’t even practiced dancing?”
Feng Yuanxuan nodded: “They told me to focus on writing the song. Once I’ve finished writing it, they’ll teach me. I don’t know how to choreograph, so I won’t participate.”
Sheng Ziyou didn’t speak, but her eyes grew even darker.
“Teacher Sheng, Guan Yike said that their group’s music was created with your help. I wanted to ask, what do you think of this page?” Feng Yuanxuan asked her, pointing to the top page of a stack of papers.
Sheng Ziyou reached out and pressed down on the stack of papers.
“Feng Yuanxuan, give me all the songs you’ve written recently.”
Feng Yuanxuan was taken aback but still gave all of them to Sheng Ziyou.
Sheng Ziyou carefully looked through each picture, her face darkening slightly. She picked out one of them and said, “I think this one is very good, and it’s perfect for choreography.”
“But……”
“If they think it’s not exciting enough, they can use the DJ version.”
“But……”
“No buts, Feng Yuanxuan. You should go learn to dance. I don’t want to see the only group leader who can’t dance being taught by the whole group in front of the camera and in videos.” Sheng Ziyou said seriously.
Feng Yuanxuan was taken aback.
In the morning, she didn’t realize how serious it was, but now she had discovered it might be much more serious than she originally thought.
If he made one wrong move, Feng Yuanxuan would become the most hated contestant online after the performance.
He was in first place now, but after a while, he might not even be able to make it into the debut lineup.
Before he finished writing the song, all the students were practicing dancing, but he was the only one who didn’t rehearse, and the whole internet criticized him for being unsociable.
After he finished writing the song, he would be the only one who didn’t know the dance, even though everyone in the group knew it.
Sheng Ziyou had reason to believe that at that time, the entire internet would criticize him for lacking ability and holding the team back…
The crisis Feng Yuanxuan was facing this time was far more serious than he imagined.
That was all for Sheng Ziyou’s advice. She was not a justice-seeking Bao Qingtian[1], nor a judge who decided right and wrong. She was just an artist who had struggled for many years and seen all sorts of injustices and dirty deals.
But when she faced these younger generations, she always had a strange feeling. She knew she shouldn’t interfere, but she couldn’t help but think, what if this already messy industry didn’t shut out these kind and hardworking people?
Regardless of what others did, she herself was upright and clear-headed, and this was the last pure land in her heart that she had persisted with for many years.
Therefore, she still harbored a small amount of passionate energy that she couldn’t seem to contain, yet it always seemed to flare up.
Sheng Ziyou stood up. That was enough of her advice. If she said anything more, Zhao Jing would criticize herself for being “overly kind.”
Ironically, probably because she gained her greatest treasure— a second chance at life— it made her heart soften even more.
Feng Yuanxuan couldn’t help but turn pale and reached out to grab Sheng Ziyou’s clothes.
He looked at her cautiously, with a mixture of trepidation and confusion: “Teacher Sheng… is it… that everyone online is criticizing me?”
Sheng Ziyou looked down at him, sighed, and did not answer directly: “You shouldn’t stay in other places and do things for others. This is a selection competition. It’s hard for people to see your efforts in silence, and it’s hard for them to be recognized.”
Feng Yuanxuan released his grip, his eyes glazed and blank: “I understand…”
Sheng Ziyou started walking out, and Feng Yuanxuan said from behind, “Teacher Sheng, thank you, thank you so much.”
She didn’t say anything, and strode away, this time without closing the door.
Feng Yuanxuan stared at the doorway where she had disappeared, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
He initially disliked Sheng Ziyou the most, thinking she had the worst character, but she was actually the most warm-hearted of all the mentors.
At this moment, Feng Yuanxuan was truly grateful to Sheng Ziyou.
He stood up, packed all his belongings, and went to their group’s practice room.
Feng Yuanxuan was still young, and when he realized that he might have fallen into someone else’s trap, all he felt was disappointment and anger.
“Xuan Xuan, what brings you here?” Hu Changming said to Feng Yuanxuan with a smile, wiping his sweat.
He used to think these words were no problem, but this time, upon hearing them, Feng Yuanxuan couldn’t help but put on a stern face and say, “Why can’t I come? Besides, haven’t I been writing songs for our group in another practice room all this time?”
Hu Changming was taken aback.
Jiao Xiu stopped looking in the mirror, turned around and walked over: “What Hu Changming is trying to say is, Xuan Xuan, are you done with your work?”
Feng Yuanxuan looked at Jiao Xiu without speaking. He clenched his fist, then relaxed it, and tried to smile: “Yes, I’ve finished writing it. I’ve written six versions, but I still think the third version is good. I’ve written six songs in the past few days, and I’m almost out of ideas. I can’t write anymore.”
Bei Yifan interjected, completely bewildered: “Didn’t you say that the third version wasn’t suitable for our dance?”
Feng Yuanxuan said expressionlessly, “Yes, but I’m not good at dancing, so writing songs based on dances is even more difficult. I’d better come in and practice dancing. Jiao Xiu is also a songwriter, so Jiao Xiu can write the song.”
Something flashed in Jiao Xiu’s eyes, but he smiled and said, “You’re the team leader, and you’re the best songwriter in our team. I wouldn’t dare to embarrass myself. But since Xuan Xuan doesn’t want to write it anymore, let’s choreograph a new dance. We’ll use the third version.”
“Huh?” The group members immediately looked displeased.
Cui Baixin couldn’t help but say, “But we’ve already finished choreographing the whole dance, and Teacher Zheng said it was very good. Why do we need to re-choreograph it?”
His voice couldn’t help but sound a little complaining, as if Feng Yuanxuan had caused everyone a lot of trouble.
Feng Yuanxuan’s hand holding the guitar clenched tightly, his fingers turning white and veins bulging.
These were his team members. He was responsible for writing the song all by himself, and they just complained that this was not good enough and that was not good enough.
He may be receiving endless abuse online right now, and he didn’t want that anymore. Although he was a Buddhist, he was not the kind of person who would compromise and suffer injustice when bullied.
He asked Jiao Xiu to write a song, but Jiao Xiu only said two sentences and made the whole group resent him.
If you’ve already rehearsed the dance, how can you possibly grasp every single moment when writing the song?
However, choreographing a dance with music makes it much simpler.
He now deeply regretted it; he should never have agreed to write the song alone first.
Gu Yuzheng’s group was the fastest. They first wrote the song together, then rehearsed the dance together, and worked as a team. Ten days was enough for them.
But now, their group was facing a big problem.
No, it should be said that he was facing the biggest challenge since he joined the training program.
Feng Yuanxuan’s smile was bitter: “This song is actually quite good. It’s the best I can do. When I tried it before, this song had the highest compatibility. If I changed some of the dance moves, it could also become a very good piece.”
Hu Changming was still a little angry: “But the music was assigned to you! We should have given it to Jiao Xiu instead!”
Feng Yuanxuan’s smile was bitter. The camera was still rolling, and he couldn’t even refute it.
Should it be handed over to Jiao Xiu?
But he couldn’t write songs at all, and that’s why Feng Yuanxuan took on the responsibility himself.
His smile grew even more bitter: “You guys go eat first, I’ll think about it some more.”
Jiao Xiu patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, “It’s okay, we can just rehearse the dance again.”
He comforted him with a smile, like a caring older brother.
But when Feng Yuanxuan looked at his smile, he felt a chill in his heart.
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[1] Bao Zheng (包拯; Bāo Zhěng; 5 March 999 – 3 July 1062), commonly known as Bao Gong (包公; Bāo Gōng; ‘Lord Bao’), was a Chinese politician during the reign of Emperor Renzong in China’s Song Dynasty. During his twenty-five years in civil service, Bao was known for his honesty and uprightness, with actions such as impeaching an uncle of Emperor Renzong’s favourite concubine and punishing powerful families. His appointment from 1057 to 1058 as the prefect of Song’s capital Kaifeng, where he initiated a number of changes to better hear the grievances of the people, made him a legendary figure. During his years in office, he gained the honorific title Justice Bao (Chinese: 包青天; pinyin: Bāo qīngtiān) due to his ability to defend peasants and commoners against corruption or injustice.