Chapter 23: The tiger arrives~ (2)
Right after the photoshoot was over, the contestants had to face the upcoming public performance. This performance was not only the first time the players would dance in front of fans but also the first round of elimination. In the end, Class F would be cut off, which meant that thirty girls would leave the <Pick Eleven> program.
Every time anyone thought about promotion and elimination, their emotions inevitably became tense and all over the place; everyone redoubled their efforts in training, practicing the theme song of the show. This would be the only opportunity for all 101 players to perform collectively.
Today, Jiang Fengchi went to Class A. Celebrity mentors like him had their own schedules, therefore, the chances of him joining training were few and far between. But as long as he came, it meant heat and exposure; every girl tried their best to look good when he was there.
That day, Jiang Fengchi came to the classroom of Class A without notifying anyone in advance. He wanted to see the girls’ true faces, like, for example, who would come first to practice.
He had just finished recording a program abroad and had just got off the plane; he had immediately rushed to the program and was now quietly waiting for the players in the classroom.
At this moment, Jiang Fengchi was the only one in the huge room. He was sitting on a chair and felt a little sleepy. He put his arms on the armrests, held his head with his hand, and closed his eyes.
He didn’t know when he fell asleep but he heard the sound of footsteps. He opened his eyes and saw Qiao Dai standing in front of him, a bun still in her mouth. It was only 6 in the morning.
“Are you already here?”
Jiang Fengchi was a little surprised, he had not expected the first player to come to practice would be Qiao Dai. After all, since the first self-introduction, Qiao Dai had seemed to be someone either playing or dozing off.
Qiao Dai nodded and quickly finished eating her bun. She wiped her hands and turned to look at Jiang Fengchi before asking: “Can I practice here?”
“Of course.”
Jiang Fengchi answered but as he was about to chat more with Qiao Dai, he saw her walk to the mirror, put her phone on the ground, and watched the dancers demonstrate on the screen before imitating them in her turn.
Seeing this, Jiang Fengchi swallowed what he had wanted to say, afraid to disturb Qiao Dai’s training. He watched for a while and became more and more sure Qiao Dai’s physical fitness was excellent, both flexible and powerful, which allowed her to make dance moves other players may not be able to.
“You are very talented.” Jiang Fengchi said softly as soon as the girl took a break. His eyes fell on her and he asked with curiosity: “I looked at your resume and you had no dance experience. Did you learn privately or did you do any other kind of sports?”
Qiao Dai smiled with a bit of a guilty conscience after hearing Jiang Fengchi’s question and replied quietly: “Does swimming count?”
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard her answer. It turned out to be swimming, it wasn’t surprising.
It was getting late and other players came to the classroom one after another. Jiang Fengchi stopped chatting with Qiao Dai and returned to his seat. The class was starting.
Jiang Fengchi demonstrated several dance moves for the theme songs and gave specific suggestions to each contestant. Time passed and when the class was about to end, he noticed that the emotions of the players were inexplicably high, several of them dancing wrong. He thought for a while and realized that today the official portraits would be uploaded on the website. Most of the girls were only 18 or 19 years old, in this situation, it was inevitable they would become excited.
“Okay, let’s stop here for today.”
Jiang Fengchi was not an unreasonable mentor and he dismissed the class early so that the girls could go back to their dormitories to check the photos.
“Thank you, Teacher Jiang!”
“Teacher Jiang, you are so kind!”
There was a burst of cheers in the room. Looking at the happy players in front of him, Jiang Fengchi also felt a lot more relaxed, infected by the girls’ lively mood. He was also very interested in the portraits.
Leaving the building, Jiang Fengchi got into his car and took out his phone before clicking on the official website. Perhaps because many people were rushing to watch the excitement, the response of the page was a bit slow. But after a while, the pictures finally appeared.
Jiang Fengchi’s gaze swept across the screen and as he reached a specific name, his brows furrowed. What was going on?
His agent had just told the driver to go when he heard Jiang Fengchi suddenly shout in the back: “Wait a minute! Don’t leave yet!”
“Fengchi, what’s the matter with you?” The agent was confused but quickly waved to signal the driver to stop the car. He turned back the next second to his artist but Jiang Fengchi was already gone and the door was wide open.
***
At the same time, in the dormitories, the contestants were also gathered in groups of two or three, constantly refreshing the website and their own portraits. Many fans were already commenting all over the Internet.
[Wow, everyone is looking good!]
[Ruan Tao really killed me with her face!]
[Song Song looks so awesome!]
“What the heck? Why is nobody mentioning our ocean group?”
Lu Ying had brought her iPad to the Class A dormitory after class to look for Qiao Dai. She enjoyed reading the comments of netizens more than looking at the photos and she had long believed that Qiao Dai’s portrait would surprise everyone. Because of that, she had been paying close attention to whether anyone mentioned Qiao Dao but ended up quite startled: after reading dozens of Weibo posts, nobody was talking about her.
This made Lu Ying rather puzzled, thinking that it should not be the case. When the footage of Qiao Dai being drenched in the water had been shared, she had been all over the hot search. It didn’t make sense that no one discussed her photo now.
Song Yiqi happened to come to the Class A dormitory too when she heard Lu Ying. She quickly swiped down the voting page but when she reached Qiao Dai’s name, her eyebrows raised. Lu Ying was about to continue to complain when she heard Song Yiqi’s clear voice: “No need to keep searching, look.”
Lu Ying raised her head and saw Song Yiqi hand the tablet over to her. On the screen was the voting page and in the middle of the page, the column with Qiao Dai’s name was empty. Among so many players, only Qiao Dai’s photo was missing.
Qiao Dai blinked with confusion. After staring at the screen for a while, she asked with some suspicion: “Is it broken?”
Luan Zhen and Shi Qing looked at each other, both thinking something strange was happening. Those were the first official portraits for the draft, how many players were counting on it to raise their popularity? Being the only one with a technical issue, how uncomfortable could Qiao Dai feel right now? Apart from that, even if the website was fixed afterward, those viewers who had already checked the portraits had already found their favorite players; it was unlikely they would come to look at yet another photo if they already had a girl in their heart. How could the ones who had appeared late catch-up?
Everyone realized something was wrong, only Qiao Dai seemed lost, looking at the people around her in confusion, hoping that one of them would give her an answer. Lu Ying promptly tried to loosen the atmosphere and laughed: “Stupid website mustn’t be able to function with all the people looking at Daidai. It must be stuck and will be fine after a while.”
Song Yiqi, on the other hand, looked thoughtful. She rolled her beautiful eyes and turned around to look at Qiao Dai.
“The day of the shooting, did any staff member give you contact information?”
Luan Zhen’s face slightly changed when she heard her. She frowned and said tentatively: “Do you think…”
Song Yiqi’s elbows were resting on the table, her chin in the palm of her hands. She nodded at Luan Zhen and with a hint of amusement, she said: “If you have, call them and ask what is happening.”
Although Qiao Dai did not understand what was the problem, looking at the girls’ expression, she rushed to her room to find the business card Yan Lang had given her before calling the number on it.
***
With a splash, the originally calm water of the pool suddenly broke into waves and spread out quickly. A man was swimming, his figure like a sharp sword, agile and athletic. He looked like a powerful beast lurking in the blue waters.
Cheng Su had already swum back and forth in the pool several times. It could be said that today, his mood was not very good and even his favorite hobby could not alleviate it at the moment. Left with an unsatisfactory feeling, after a few more laps, the man swam back to the side of the pool and got out, the ice-cold water falling down his body.
“Where is Yan Lang?”
Cheng Su frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to casually stroke his wet hair. His facial features appeared more clearly and crystal drops of water fell from his cheeks to his chest.
The man had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and well-defined muscles, showing his smooth yet rugged physique and clear lines. He took the towel handed by his assistant and wiped his hair carelessly while asking why Yan Lang, who was supposed to report, was still nowhere to be seen.
The assistant truly wanted to disappear. The boss was not a good-tempered person to begin with and it was worse in the summer. He would usually need to spend two months on his private island to be in a better mood.
Unfortunately, due to special circumstances this year, traveling between countries was very inconvenient and his vacation had been canceled. Because of that, Mr. Cheng felt irritable on a daily basis and his staff did not dare to offend him. But at this time, Yan Lang was making him wait and the assistant felt his blood run cold.
“Director Yan seems to have a bit of a dispute with the Communication Department.” The assistant answered with caution and secretly glanced at his boss’s sullen expression before asking with some hesitation: “Would you like me to call and ask?”
“No need.”
Cheng Su took a deep breath, dropped the towel on the back of the chair, and said in a deep voice: “I will go ask him personally what is going on.”
Chapter 23: The tiger arrives~ (2)
Right after the photoshoot was over, the contestants had to face the upcoming public performance. This performance was not only the first time the players would dance in front of fans but also the first round of elimination. In the end, Class F would be cut off, which meant that thirty girls would leave the <Pick Eleven> program.
Every time anyone thought about promotion and elimination, their emotions inevitably became tense and all over the place; everyone redoubled their efforts in training, practicing the theme song of the show. This would be the only opportunity for all 101 players to perform collectively.
Today, Jiang Fengchi went to Class A. Celebrity mentors like him had their own schedules, therefore, the chances of him joining training were few and far between. But as long as he came, it meant heat and exposure; every girl tried their best to look good when he was there.
That day, Jiang Fengchi came to the classroom of Class A without notifying anyone in advance. He wanted to see the girls’ true faces, like, for example, who would come first to practice.
He had just finished recording a program abroad and had just got off the plane; he had immediately rushed to the program and was now quietly waiting for the players in the classroom.
At this moment, Jiang Fengchi was the only one in the huge room. He was sitting on a chair and felt a little sleepy. He put his arms on the armrests, held his head with his hand, and closed his eyes.
He didn’t know when he fell asleep but he heard the sound of footsteps. He opened his eyes and saw Qiao Dai standing in front of him, a bun still in her mouth. It was only 6 in the morning.
“Are you already here?”
Jiang Fengchi was a little surprised, he had not expected the first player to come to practice would be Qiao Dai. After all, since the first self-introduction, Qiao Dai had seemed to be someone either playing or dozing off.
Qiao Dai nodded and quickly finished eating her bun. She wiped her hands and turned to look at Jiang Fengchi before asking: “Can I practice here?”
“Of course.”
Jiang Fengchi answered but as he was about to chat more with Qiao Dai, he saw her walk to the mirror, put her phone on the ground, and watched the dancers demonstrate on the screen before imitating them in her turn.
Seeing this, Jiang Fengchi swallowed what he had wanted to say, afraid to disturb Qiao Dai’s training. He watched for a while and became more and more sure Qiao Dai’s physical fitness was excellent, both flexible and powerful, which allowed her to make dance moves other players may not be able to.
“You are very talented.” Jiang Fengchi said softly as soon as the girl took a break. His eyes fell on her and he asked with curiosity: “I looked at your resume and you had no dance experience. Did you learn privately or did you do any other kind of sports?”
Qiao Dai smiled with a bit of a guilty conscience after hearing Jiang Fengchi’s question and replied quietly: “Does swimming count?”
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard her answer. It turned out to be swimming, it wasn’t surprising.
It was getting late and other players came to the classroom one after another. Jiang Fengchi stopped chatting with Qiao Dai and returned to his seat. The class was starting.
Jiang Fengchi demonstrated several dance moves for the theme songs and gave specific suggestions to each contestant. Time passed and when the class was about to end, he noticed that the emotions of the players were inexplicably high, several of them dancing wrong. He thought for a while and realized that today the official portraits would be uploaded on the website. Most of the girls were only 18 or 19 years old, in this situation, it was inevitable they would become excited.
“Okay, let’s stop here for today.”
Jiang Fengchi was not an unreasonable mentor and he dismissed the class early so that the girls could go back to their dormitories to check the photos.
“Thank you, Teacher Jiang!”
“Teacher Jiang, you are so kind!”
There was a burst of cheers in the room. Looking at the happy players in front of him, Jiang Fengchi also felt a lot more relaxed, infected by the girls’ lively mood. He was also very interested in the portraits.
Leaving the building, Jiang Fengchi got into his car and took out his phone before clicking on the official website. Perhaps because many people were rushing to watch the excitement, the response of the page was a bit slow. But after a while, the pictures finally appeared.
Jiang Fengchi’s gaze swept across the screen and as he reached a specific name, his brows furrowed. What was going on?
His agent had just told the driver to go when he heard Jiang Fengchi suddenly shout in the back: “Wait a minute! Don’t leave yet!”
“Fengchi, what’s the matter with you?” The agent was confused but quickly waved to signal the driver to stop the car. He turned back the next second to his artist but Jiang Fengchi was already gone and the door was wide open.
***
At the same time, in the dormitories, the contestants were also gathered in groups of two or three, constantly refreshing the website and their own portraits. Many fans were already commenting all over the Internet.
[Wow, everyone is looking good!]
[Ruan Tao really killed me with her face!]
[Song Song looks so awesome!]
“What the heck? Why is nobody mentioning our ocean group?”
Lu Ying had brought her iPad to the Class A dormitory after class to look for Qiao Dai. She enjoyed reading the comments of netizens more than looking at the photos and she had long believed that Qiao Dai’s portrait would surprise everyone. Because of that, she had been paying close attention to whether anyone mentioned Qiao Dao but ended up quite startled: after reading dozens of Weibo posts, nobody was talking about her.
This made Lu Ying rather puzzled, thinking that it should not be the case. When the footage of Qiao Dai being drenched in the water had been shared, she had been all over the hot search. It didn’t make sense that no one discussed her photo now.
Song Yiqi happened to come to the Class A dormitory too when she heard Lu Ying. She quickly swiped down the voting page but when she reached Qiao Dai’s name, her eyebrows raised. Lu Ying was about to continue to complain when she heard Song Yiqi’s clear voice: “No need to keep searching, look.”
Lu Ying raised her head and saw Song Yiqi hand the tablet over to her. On the screen was the voting page and in the middle of the page, the column with Qiao Dai’s name was empty. Among so many players, only Qiao Dai’s photo was missing.
Qiao Dai blinked with confusion. After staring at the screen for a while, she asked with some suspicion: “Is it broken?”
Luan Zhen and Shi Qing looked at each other, both thinking something strange was happening. Those were the first official portraits for the draft, how many players were counting on it to raise their popularity? Being the only one with a technical issue, how uncomfortable could Qiao Dai feel right now? Apart from that, even if the website was fixed afterward, those viewers who had already checked the portraits had already found their favorite players; it was unlikely they would come to look at yet another photo if they already had a girl in their heart. How could the ones who had appeared late catch-up?
Everyone realized something was wrong, only Qiao Dai seemed lost, looking at the people around her in confusion, hoping that one of them would give her an answer. Lu Ying promptly tried to loosen the atmosphere and laughed: “Stupid website mustn’t be able to function with all the people looking at Daidai. It must be stuck and will be fine after a while.”
Song Yiqi, on the other hand, looked thoughtful. She rolled her beautiful eyes and turned around to look at Qiao Dai.
“The day of the shooting, did any staff member give you contact information?”
Luan Zhen’s face slightly changed when she heard her. She frowned and said tentatively: “Do you think…”
Song Yiqi’s elbows were resting on the table, her chin in the palm of her hands. She nodded at Luan Zhen and with a hint of amusement, she said: “If you have, call them and ask what is happening.”
Although Qiao Dai did not understand what was the problem, looking at the girls’ expression, she rushed to her room to find the business card Yan Lang had given her before calling the number on it.
***
With a splash, the originally calm water of the pool suddenly broke into waves and spread out quickly. A man was swimming, his figure like a sharp sword, agile and athletic. He looked like a powerful beast lurking in the blue waters.
Cheng Su had already swum back and forth in the pool several times. It could be said that today, his mood was not very good and even his favorite hobby could not alleviate it at the moment. Left with an unsatisfactory feeling, after a few more laps, the man swam back to the side of the pool and got out, the ice-cold water falling down his body.
“Where is Yan Lang?”
Cheng Su frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to casually stroke his wet hair. His facial features appeared more clearly and crystal drops of water fell from his cheeks to his chest.
The man had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and well-defined muscles, showing his smooth yet rugged physique and clear lines. He took the towel handed by his assistant and wiped his hair carelessly while asking why Yan Lang, who was supposed to report, was still nowhere to be seen.
The assistant truly wanted to disappear. The boss was not a good-tempered person to begin with and it was worse in the summer. He would usually need to spend two months on his private island to be in a better mood.
Unfortunately, due to special circumstances this year, traveling between countries was very inconvenient and his vacation had been canceled. Because of that, Mr. Cheng felt irritable on a daily basis and his staff did not dare to offend him. But at this time, Yan Lang was making him wait and the assistant felt his blood run cold.
“Director Yan seems to have a bit of a dispute with the Communication Department.” The assistant answered with caution and secretly glanced at his boss’s sullen expression before asking with some hesitation: “Would you like me to call and ask?”
“No need.”
Cheng Su took a deep breath, dropped the towel on the back of the chair, and said in a deep voice: “I will go ask him personally what is going on.”
