"Congratulations to the 101 girls present, who stood out from 300 brokerage companies and nearly 20,000 auditions."

Jiang Mingxuan, the initiator of [Dream Girl], said: "Next, you will usher in a three-month trainee life here, and all your background and past will be cleared at this moment. ”

Three months later, it is still unknown whether there will be eleven successful graduates, or whether the girl who kicked the gym successfully kicked the gym and became the only dream girl star.

Jiang Mingxuan said that the rules of the show and the selection method of the girls who kicked the hall will be drawn later after they are divided into classes, and the results of the lottery will not be announced for the sake of confidentiality and the fun of the show.

"Those of you who choose the top eleven on the spot must have strong self-confidence, so the next assessment will start with you, please leave the table and wait."

The girls were surprised when they heard this, they didn't expect it to be like this, but they were nervous and still had to leave the table to prepare.

And in the top eleven ranking, only Jiang Tang is alone, and the rest are two groups of girl group trainees.

"Hello teachers, I'm Jiang Jiang, I'm seventeen years old this year, and the song I sang today is "Once Upon a Time".

Jiang Tang Shi Ran appeared on the stage, wearing a school uniform and a refreshing appearance, although his face was immature, he showed that he was old.

"Seventeen years old, so young, I can be her grandfather." Gong Baiyan, the godfather of music, has gray hair, glasses, and a wrinkled smile on his face, looking kind and warm.

"Teacher Gong, don't say that, wow! I don't want to be a grandpa yet! When Zhou Yichuan, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, heard this, he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"I think this girl is a little familiar." The queen Fu Shuya's face was also full of smiles, and she whispered to them.

"Look at Jiang Mingxuan, you can't stop laughing from the beginning." Asian dance king Fan Tianyou cue Jiang Mingxuan, the youngest among them.

"We'll talk about that later." After Jiang Mingxuan said hello to the teachers and seniors, listening to them say this, his heart was also complicated, he didn't expect to see her here, and when he was about to say that they knew each other, he heard the sound of music.

[I remember when I was a teenager earlier, everyone was sincere and sincere, and what they said was one sentence. 】

Jiang Tang closed his eyes, and when the melody arrived, the moment he opened his mouth, the sound spread beautifully throughout the stage, and the originally restless girls suddenly quieted down, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

"She has a good voice! I didn't think she'd be this kind of voice at all. ”

"Kneel! Really open your mouth and kneel, sigh, this young lady is a fan of me! ”

"Seventeen years old, it really doesn't look like it, it feels very mature."

The girls, the two groups of trainees waiting for the scene, and the selected mentors, all looked shocked when the girls spoke on the stage, only the tutor Gong Baiyan put away his smiling face and listened carefully with his chin propped up.

[Early in the morning at the train station, the long street is dark and there are no pedestrians, and the small shop selling soy milk is steaming. 】

The girl's voice seemed to have magical power.

Forcefully brought them from the gorgeous stage into the alley where breakfast was sold in the morning.

The small shop selling fried dough sticks and soy milk buns, as well as the shouting around them, and the warmth of drinking a sip of soy milk, are all so real.

[In the past, the sun became slow, the carriages, horses, and mail were slow, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime. 】

Tutor Gong Baiyan gradually took off his glasses, his eyes were a little watery, as if he had thought of something that impressed him.

The queen Fu Shuya nodded again and again, closed her eyes and listened to the melody, as if she was back when she was a child, singing around her mother in winter.

Fan Tianyou lay lazily on the chair, enjoying the tranquility and far-reaching that this song brought him, because whether he danced or performed, he basically sang songs with fast rhythm and texture.

Like this kind of slow song, and it needs to be sung with emotion, he rarely tries it, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't like it, whenever he is tired, he still has to listen to this kind of song to relieve stress.

Zhou Yichuan looked at the girls on the stage, and heard the voices of the girls behind him a little loud, so he turned around and shouted at them.

Compared with their calmness and listening to the song carefully, Jiang Mingxuan was a little nervous, he hadn't seen her for a long time.

[The lock in the past is also good-looking, the key is exquisite, you lock it, people will understand. 】

The melody sounded, and the girl's closed eyes opened slightly.

The light reflects the blurry eyes, and it is thrillingly beautiful.

[In the past, the sun became slow, the carriages, horses, and mail were slow, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime. 】

The girl's voice suddenly rose, and it actually gave the director of the studio a feeling that this stage could not fit her.

Teacher Zhou Hong went behind the scenes, he always knew that this girl was very good, but he didn't expect her to give him such a surprise.

"Thank you."

After singing it a few times, the ginger candy bowed his head and thanked him.

The originally dim stage around is also full of lights at the moment.

"Sing so well!"

Mentor Gong Baiyan was very excited: "You little girl is not simple. ”

He has seen too many singers, some of whom can interpret emotions very well, and some who study technology on the surface.

But I have never seen a child with such attainments at such a young age.

"Yes, Teacher Gong is in tears, and my eyes are red."

The age difference between Zhou Yichuan and Gong Baiyan is only a few years old, and they both came from that era.

For the kind of life in the past, it is more impressive than the young children now, and it is engraved in the bones.

"Let me tell you how I feel."

Gong Baiyan wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, put on his glasses again and said: "The slowness in this song is not morning tea and sunset, nor is it Qinggeng reading poetry and books. ”

Gong Baiyan took a deep breath and relieved his excitement and said: "The real slowness is that time should never fly by, some memories are deeply rooted in the bottom of my heart, and I will not waver in the wind." ”

When Gong Baiyan said this, Zhou Yichuan bowed his head seriously and said: "This is the real slowness in the past, I can understand Mr. Gong's mood at the moment." ”

Gong Baiyan glanced at Zhou Yichuan and said: "To be honest, I haven't thought of my grandparents for a long time, but after hearing this song, I can still vaguely think about some trivial things in daily life." ”

He is fifty-two years old, and most of his memories of his youth have been blurred, but he can still clearly remember what his grandfather said.

"My grandfather is the kind of person who has been stubborn and refuses to bow his head when he gets angry and quarrels, but every time he gets angry with my grandmother, it is my grandma who goes to him."

"Once I asked him why he was like this, and he secretly told me that every time my grandmother got angry with him, she would tighten the sauce bottle and other bottles that needed to be screwed into the cap."

Gong Baiyan said with a smile: "So grandma can't unscrew the cap of the bottle and talk to him, it feels so cute, although I have forgotten a lot of things about them, but this scene is still so vivid in my mind." ”