Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Their group went to eat. Feng Yuanxuan sat down on the ground, scratching his head in a state of panic, not knowing what to do.
“Knock knock—” Someone knocked on the door, and soon, Fu Jiahuan peeked in.
“Huh? You’re all alone? Aren’t you going to eat? I just saw your group going to eat, but I didn’t see you, so I came to check on you.” Fu Jiahuan looked at him with concern.
Feng Yuanxuan felt a warmth in his heart. True care should be like this, not the kind that made one’s hair stand on end.
“I don’t want to eat…”
Just as Feng Yuanxuan finished speaking, Lin Yidong peeked out, looking worried: “Brother Xuan, come join our group for a while. Looking at your current mental state, it’s really terrible.”
Meeting their sincere gazes, he couldn’t help but stand up, then felt a little embarrassed: “Wouldn’t that be too much of a bother?”
“It’s alright!” Lin Yidong pushed open the door and pulled him over.
Gu Yuzheng’s group had just finished lunch, and no one had started dancing yet. Ji Ran was drinking porridge from a thermos, while Gu Yuzheng, Jing Xianglei, and Fan Jiaxu were practicing singing.
“Brother Zheng, I just can’t get this line right!” Jing Xianglei asked Gu Yuzheng while practicing.
Gu Yuzheng shifted his gaze from the paper in his hand to Jing Xianglei.
He laughed: “Try pronouncing the second word a little lighter and then pronounce the third to sixth word a little faster.”
Jing Xianglei tried again, but it still didn’t quite work.
Gu Yuzheng reached out and flicked his forehead, looking helpless: “You’ve set it too high!”
Jing Xianglei covered his head: “Okay…”
Feng Yuanxuan’s gaze towards them grew increasingly envious; this group was far more friendly than theirs.
He didn’t quite understand. Wouldn’t it be better if the whole group worked together like Gu Yuzheng’s group?
“Your group is really great…” Feng Yuanxuan said enviously.
“Your group is amazing too, two original composers. Our group was practically driven crazy the day we were writing the song.” Fu Jiahuan came in and sat down on the floor next to Ji Ran.
Feng Yuanxuan shook his head: “Our group song isn’t finished yet…”
“Pfft— what?!” Lin Yidong almost spat out the water, looking shocked.
“The song I wrote isn’t quite right, but I don’t know how to write it anymore…”
“Let Jiao Xiu write it,” Ji Ran said, frowning.
Feng Yuanxuan gave a wry smile and remained silent.
Gu Yuzheng glanced at him and said, “Writing a song based on a dance is really difficult. You’ll definitely have to change some of the choreography. Your group is choreographing too fast. The choreography shouldn’t be finalized before the song is written.”
Feng Yuanxuan let out a breath: “I’ll tell them again.”
Their group was really too troublesome. The group members had a lot of complaints about him now. If he asked them to change the dance, some students would be very unwilling.
Gu Yuzheng and Ji Ran exchanged a glance; both were intelligent people.
Ji Ran stood up: “I need to go to the restroom.”
Gu Yuzheng said, “I’ll go too.”
As the two passed Feng Yuanxuan, they tugged at him.
Feng Yuanxuan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and followed.
It was lunchtime, and there weren’t many people around. Ji Ran and Gu Yuzheng took Feng Yuanxuan to a secluded spot and turned off their microphones.
Ji Ran tightened his clothes and asked directly, “What happened?”
No matter how laid-back Feng Yuanxuan was, he was still just a 20-year-old boy, and his eyes suddenly reddened with grievance.
Gu Yuzheng patted him and asked, “What exactly happened? Tell me everything, there’s no one here right now.”
Feng Yuanxuan sniffed, lowered his voice, and told them everything.
This included their discussion process, Teacher Sheng’s words, and his conversation after returning to the practice room.
“Didn’t Jiao Xiu help you?” This was the first question Gu Yuzheng asked after Feng Yuanxuan finished speaking.
Feng Yuanxuan looked at the two people’s worried eyes, then looked back to make sure no one was around, and lowered his voice: “Jiao Xiu… can’t write songs.”
These six words, though seemingly insignificant, struck like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, startling Gu Yuzheng and Ji Ran, causing their expressions to change.
“No wonder…no wonder…” Gu Yuzheng suddenly realized.
Ji Ran couldn’t help but grit his teeth: “He’s gone too far! Report him!”
“No way!” Gu Yuzheng was the first to object. “It’s not that easy. Jiao Xiu must have been prepared for this if he dared to create this persona.”
He shifted his feet, his brows furrowed in thought. After a moment, he said, “Yuanxuan, you’re in a very passive position right now. Directly dragging Jiao Xiu into this might not work and could even provoke backlash from netizens. Since everyone’s criticizing you now, reporting Jiao Xiu might be counterproductive. If you don’t write songs, your team members will have a problem with you, and the audience will think you’re the one causing trouble. So you must control your emotions and not lose your temper.”
“I didn’t turn against him, I just don’t know what to do…” Feng Yuanxuan’s eyes reddened even more. He couldn’t stop writing; continuing to write would only prolong the problem, leaving him in a dilemma.
After a while, Gu Yuzheng said with a sullen face and gritted teeth, “Yuanxuan, you keep writing! But Teacher Sheng is right, they have choreographed the dance, so you have to go practice now. Use the song you chose and then revise the song during breaks from dance practice. Revise it in their practice room so that all the audience knows you are writing the song, and that you are writing the song all by yourself.”
“If we don’t change the dance, the song might not be able to be improved either…” Ji Ran frowned.
Gu Yuzheng sneered: “It doesn’t matter if it can’t be fixed. You’re with them in the practice room not to actually modify the music, but to get them to adjust the dance moves themselves. If the rhythm is off, you can ask Jiao to fix it or change the dance moves. If he can’t compose, he’ll convince your group to change the dance.”
Looking at Gu Yuzheng’s resolute attitude, Feng Yuanxuan had an idea.
“Thank you.” He reached out and hugged each of them.
Ji Ran was a little embarrassed: “I wasn’t much of a help.”
“Your presence here is the greatest help you can give me,” Feng Yuanxuan chuckled.
The three of them exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.
But even as they smiled, a slight heaviness settled in their heart.
It was only then that they realized that one of the students among them had “extraordinary strength”.
Even someone of Guan Yike’s stature didn’t try to take shortcuts, yet there was one person who not only took shortcuts but also left others with nowhere to go.
A little after one o’clock in the afternoon, Jiao Xiu and the others returned.
Feng Yuanxuan sat in the corner of the practice room, eating bread while looking at the sheet music in his hands.
“Xuan Xuan, why are you eating bread? Why aren’t you eating rice?” Bei Yifan asked worriedly.
Feng Yuanxuan glanced at Jiao Xiu out of the corner of his eye, his gaze fixed on the sheet music in his hand: “We haven’t decided on our group song yet, and I’m really having trouble sleeping or eating.”
“No rush,” Jiao Xiu chuckled. “We still need to eat, after all.”
Feng Yuanxuan looked up, his expression indifferent: “It’s nothing. I’ve been skipping meals a lot these past few days while writing songs, I’m used to it.”
Jiao Xiu didn’t respond immediately. He felt that Feng Yuanxuan had changed. He had changed in just one lunch break, and his attitude was completely different from before lunch.
After a moment, he said, “No matter how hard we work, we still need to eat. We need to balance work and rest. It’s the same with our dance rehearsals. We even stayed up all night the night before last, but we still ate. We can squeeze in some time by adjusting our schedules.”
His voice still sounded worried, as if he felt sorry that Feng Yuanxuan wasn’t eating.
But you could also tell from his words that they worked very hard on the choreography.
Feng Yuanxuan put down the sheet music and turned on the computer and small speaker provided by the program team.
Jiao Xiu thought he was going to write a song, so he didn’t pay attention and said to the other group members, “Come on, let’s practice for a while longer.”
The music started as soon as they took their positions.
The group was taken aback and looked at Feng Yuanxuan.
Feng Yuanxuan stood up with a smile: “I think the revisions should still incorporate dance. Besides, I haven’t been practicing dancing lately while writing songs, so I need to start practicing soon so I don’t hold you back later.”
Some of the group members were unaware of the deeper issues involved. So Bei Yifan said, “Okay, it’s better to finalize the music as soon as possible. Our group has been dragging this out for too long! Thank you for your hard work.”
As he spoke, he pointed to the spot next to him: “Xuan Xuan, you stand here. You haven’t practiced yet, so just follow behind me for now. We’ll show you a few more times.”
“Okay.” Feng Yuanxuan returned his smile.
“Alright then, let’s begin.” Jiao Xiu’s eyes were deep and unfathomable.
Feng Yuanxuan stepped forward and restarted the music.
He had already changed it to a DJ version, but after only a few moves, he realized that the music and the beat were out of sync.
“Xuan Xuan, look at this music…” Jiao Xiu stopped and turned around with a helpless expression.
Feng Yuanxuan shrugged, walked quickly to the computer, paused, picked up the paper with the music written on it, and came back to Jiao Xiu, saying—
“Yes, it’s not quite in sync. The beginning is okay, but this part is a bit off. But I’m really not good at changing music to match the beat. Why don’t you, Jiao Xiu, take a look at this part and see how you can fix it? Your songwriting skills are really strong!”
Feng Yuanxuan felt that he seemed to have gone a little bad, actually saying such things…
But at this moment, recalling Jiao Xiu’s words from before, he felt a sense of satisfaction.
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