Bei Yichen came to every practice room.

When he came to Class F, he saw that everyone was already sweating profusely, but he was a little confused.

Many of them have begun to decadent.

Bei Yichen walked in, looked at them, and clapped his hands vigorously, "Come, let's sit down and rest first."

"How's your practice?"

"Brother Chen, this dance is really too difficult, I feel like I can't remember those movements."

One of the trainees spoke out loud.

Bei Yichen looked at them and smiled, "Why do you want to be trainees?"

His words silenced everyone at once.

"Trainees do sound very cool, but to put it cruelly, if you don't make your debut, you're nothing.

This world is actually so cruel.

Then, if you want to be able to occupy the only seat, you need not speculation, but real practice.

Only by practicing these movements and turning them into muscle memory can you do it well."

The trainee who spoke just now raised his hand and said, "However, I feel like I can't dance well no matter how much I practice."

Bei Yichen stood up, walked over to him, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"No one is born with the ability to dance well, and even if some people have that much talent, it still needs to be practiced.

If it doesn't work to jump once, then ten times, ten times if it doesn't, then a hundred times.

Hard work will not disappoint you."

With his encouragement, it seems that the trainees of Class F present were instantly encouraged.

Everyone stood up, bent down and shouted, "Thank you, Brother Chen, we will definitely practice hard."

"Well, then you can practice, I'll go first."

After Bei Yichen left, those trainees gathered together.

"I really didn't expect it, I always thought that Brother Chen was the kind of person who was very cold, but I didn't expect it to be so friendly."

"Yes, let me tell you, I was a little afraid to look him in the eye before."

Those trainees were talking together.

After a while, one of the men stood up and clapped his hands vigorously.

"Let's stop talking about this, let's look up at this countdown clock, how long is it, should we practice it.

Do you want to stop here abruptly?"

His words made everyone stunned, and some were speechless.

The music started and everyone started jumping wildly.

Bei Yichen went to each practice room one by one and took a turn.

After that, the staff came and told him that he could go back and rest first.

Hearing this, he went back to his dormitory.

Lying on the bed, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that there was a push, so he clicked on it and looked at it.

It's boring to be alone, but you don't know what to do.

In a daze, the eyelids have already begun to fight.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he was woken up by a knock on the door.

Bei Yichen was full of helplessness, what he hated most was like this, he didn't come early or late, but he came just when he wanted to fall asleep.

He got out of bed and walked over, holding his hand on the doorknob, adjusting his emotions, managing his facial expressions, and then opening the door.

"Brother Chen, the director said that there is something I want to discuss with you."

"Okay, I'll go over here."

Bei Yichen couldn't help but think in his heart, it's really not easy to make money.

After he passed, the director greeted him very warmly.

"Yichen, I'm really glad to have you this time.

I'd like to talk to you about picking it up

Let's take down some rules and see if you have any ideas?"

Bei Yichen also didn't expect that the director would respect his decision so much.

He was a little surprised, but also a little embarrassed and asked, "Director, I want to ask, this draft is really all about strength."

The director is also a smart person, and he instantly understood the meaning of his words, thinking that he should have doubted whether there was a shady scene.

"Yichen, you can rest assured of this, absolutely not.

All our votes are made by a notary public, and all of them are open and fair.

If you look at our four-leaf clover group last season, the members of that group were all fairly chosen."

Bei Yichen watched him say so much at once, and couldn't help but say, "Director, I definitely believe you."

"Come, Yichen, look at this, what we are thinking about for the time being is the position of the theme show.

These Class A will definitely be at the front, followed by B and C, and they will be on both sides, and Class D, at the end.

After that, we will also select one of those players in Class A to become the C position."

Bei Yichen nodded after hearing this, "This is okay, there's nothing wrong with it, I think it's good."

Suddenly, it occurred to him that something seemed to be missing.

"What about Class F?"

The director's face was embarrassed, and his fingers scratched his head slightly, "This is what I want to tell you.

Due to the limitations of our stage, we can't accommodate so many people to all of them, so we decided that the re-rated Class F players will not participate in the performance this time."

Hearing this, Bei Yichen couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Thinking that these children are also very difficult, if they can't be on stage this time, then it means that there will be no shadow of Class F on all the theme shows broadcast in the future.

It's as if they haven't been here before.

"Director, isn't this a bit cruel, those children are also very hardworking, we can't kill their performance opportunities just because of one performance."

"Yichen, this is a stage of survival of the fittest, and the rules are so cruel."

Bei Yichen nodded, this is the truth.

He was silent for a moment, his mind spinning.

"Director, I would like to ask if the contestants in Class F can perform well at that time, can we consider giving them a chance to appear on stage?"

He glanced at the stage and pointed to the steps in the circle.

"I look at the steps over there, it's enough for one person, if they really work hard enough to step on this stage, let them go around that circle, how about it?"

The director walked over and observed, and he also climbed the steps himself and jumped a few times.

He nodded, "Well, yes, so let's let them try it then, and if it doesn't work, then stand on this ground and circle around."

"Then I'll thank the director for those kids."

The director smiled and patted him.

Bei Yichen walked on the stage and watched, thinking to himself how could such a big stage not be able to accommodate it.

Only then did I realize that just in front of the stage, there was a stage, and it should be able to rise.

It's this small stage that occupies a slightly larger area.

But it's normal to think about it, after all, if people want to stand on it, they must need a larger area, otherwise it won't be so safe.

Back in the background, I saw that the countdown on the wall was nearing its end.

This means that his working hours are about to begin.

Bei Yichen came to the original room, and when he pushed the door in, it was empty.

He walked to the very middle and sat down, looking at the big screen in front of him.

Those cameras cut back and forth.

I think it's a constant cycle in every classroom.

After a while, several other mentors were

One by one, they entered the room and sat down.

"Wow, what is this, so big."

He Junning pointed to a few boxes in the center of the table with some surprise and said.

I couldn't help but laugh when I looked at it, "This should be the seal of the rating."

He opened the box in disbelief, his mouth opening wide.

"It's really, this tall one."

Bei Yichen looked at the two of them and couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile.

Suddenly a picture appeared on the screen, it was the classroom of Class A.

"Oh, here it is, here it begins, did this start with Class A?"

"Like yes, let's see who's the first?"

Everyone is waiting to see how these players perform.

But the performance of those players was uneven, which made Bei Yichen feel a little disappointed.

The players who originally thought they were good didn't perform so well this time.

On the contrary, there are some trainees in Class F, this time, as if they were counterattacking, and they have become even better.

Bei Yichen couldn't help but look forward to Ji Nan's performance in his heart.

When I first came to the stage, I was indeed a little disappointed.

As soon as he came up this time, he was full of aura, sang well, and danced very well on every beat.

At this moment, the corners of Zibei Yichen's mouth raised slightly, and he nodded slightly.

Maybe the people present didn't notice this subtle movement, but the big brother of photography did a real job.

Everyone nodded their heads when they watched such a performance, and pushed the A-rated seal in front of Bei Yichen.

"Brother Chen, I have to ask you to come to this matter."

Bei Yichen smiled, reached out and picked up the seal, "Okay, I'll do this."

Everyone laughed out loud as they watched that a-print go down.

The rating of the theme show is finally over.

All the tutors went back to their dormitories to rest.

Only Bei Yichen is still on the stage.

He came to the studio where all the trainees were.

When everyone saw him appear, they were both happy and nervous.

I don't know what kind of news he's going to bring now.

Bei Yichen stood in front of them, picked up the microphone, hesitated for a moment, then put it down again, and then sighed lightly and picked up the microphone again.

"How do you feel about your performance today?

Has anyone estimated their rating? Is it going up, or is it going down, or is it staying still?"

As soon as his words came out, all the trainees below lowered their heads one after another.

From Bei Yichen's words and expression, he felt that the situation this time was not particularly good.

One by one, they all began to get scared.