Probably because he answered both questions in too common a manner, Sang Qiao noticed the camera focusing on him for quite a while.
After all the trainees were seated, they quickly moved on to the first round of class selection performances, with the F class being last.
In addition to the popular influencer, Yi Chu, who serves as the creator, the program's team also invited three guests to act as mentors.
Guan Min'er, Xu Hao, and Zhuang Hui.
These three individuals are highly renowned both in the general public and among fans.
Guan Min'er, a vocal teacher, hails from a reputable CD group and is a prominent Mandopop singer.
Xu Hao debuted in a boy band, main rapper and visual ambassador. After the group disbanded, he announced a solo career, with several high-profile releases.
Zhuang Hui comes from an opera background and is an exceptional dancer. Initially only performing in dance troupes, he was later discovered in the entertainment industry, also acting. Recently, he won the award for Best Actor.
On the day of the recording, the program team announced on Weibo that the public was speculating how much money it took to bring these four individuals together.
As the performances progressed, most of the trainees who were originally seated in Class A quickly found themselves with empty chairs.
However, the previously sparsely populated Class F seemed to become much livelier than before.
"The singing and dancing by this group is impressive, don't you think they are A-worthy?"
"That move is so cool!"
"But I feel like Xu Teacher isn't very satisfied, look, he seems to be writing something on paper."
As a latecomer to Class F, Sang Qiao effortlessly integrated into the underachieving group and started gossiping with the other trainees.
Regretting his past lackluster study efforts, he exclaimed, "Damn, being chill is the way to go."
What a surprise, if only he had known before, as it turns out all the other trainees were so talented.
Sorry.
My bad.
Sang Qiao sincerely turned and gazed at Yi Chu, who was sitting in the front row, feeling remorseful that he hadn't treated him to a bowl of fresh crab and fish congee the previous night.
There was once a shining golden thigh in front of him.
And he chose to turn a blind eye.
Now, that golden thigh was separated by ABCDE classes, a truly distant distance.
The cue light for the performance sequence lit up, and Sang Qiao stood up heavily, heading backstage to prepare.
Even though Sang Qiao didn't know what he needed to prepare.
He joined the "Your Stage" trainees at sixteen, and until a few days ago, it had been only two years. He mostly did various odd jobs that weren't worth mentioning.
The trainees of Your Stage are from different companies, and besides individual trainees, most come in teams. Unfortunately, Sang Qiao was the only one from his entire company, a lone wolf.
The highly penetrative spotlight on the stage shone down from above, casting Sang Qiao's shadow on the shiny floor.
Squinting his eyes, Sang Qiao looked up for the first time.
The seats in Class A were all filled up.
The creator, Yi Chu, was wearing a bright silver jacket, with Guan Min'er on his left, and Xu Hao and Zhuang Hui on his right.
Sang Qiao was being stared at by so many people for the first time, and with no previous experience to rely on, he didn't know how to react for a moment.
After contemplating for a few seconds, he bowed to the mentors and smiled, "I'm not that great at singing, could I dance a Latin dance for the teachers? But I don't have a partner, I can do the men's steps, is that okay?"
Zhuang Hui examined Sang Qiao's application form, "You didn't mention you can dance."
Sang Qiao was straightforward, "Forgot to mention it."
Xu Hao added, turning to Yi Chu, "He has very good physical conditions."
Joining the discussion, Guan Min'er said, "I agree, and I have a suggestion."
Yi Chu asked, "What suggestion?"
Guan Min'er turned to the trainees and asked, "Do any of you know how to do Latin dance? Come up and dance with Sang Qiao?"
Yi Chu thought to himself, this was really troublesome.
However, before Yi Chu could refuse the idea, a trainee from Class A stood up, "Teacher! I'll do it!"
Yi Chu, seeing the trainee who eagerly raised his hand, watched as he ran down the steps and stood next to Sang Qiao.
Yi Chu went momentarily blank.
He recognized this trainee, his name was Fang Yuzhou, the first full A trainee in this competition, outstanding in all aspects.
Sang Qiao was already quite tall, but Fang Yuzhou was even taller.
The two standing together, with different styles, were exceptionally good-looking.
Guan Min-er clapped her hands in satisfaction, "When handsome guys are together, it's a feast for the eyes. Zhuang, what do you think?"
Zhuang Hui laughed and said, "You guys have some height differences, do you want to adjust the dance steps?"
Fang Yuzhou was very relaxed, patting Sang Qiao's shoulder, "If you don't want to dance the female steps, I can do it."
After all, the entertainment industry is all about fun, and unexpected situations are common in all kinds of variety shows.
Suddenly, a dance partner appeared, but Sang Qiao didn't feel any different.
Anyway, it's all aimless dancing.
Sang Qiao waved his hand without any psychological burden, "It's okay, it's okay, thanks for the help, I'll dance the female steps."
The female steps involve more hip shaking and leg kicking.
By the end of the song, Sang Qiao was almost exhausted, with a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.
Fang Yuzhou took out a wet tissue from his pocket and secretly gave it to Sang Qiao before leaving the stage.
Probably due to just finishing the dance.
Sang Qiao's complexion was two shades rosier than when he first went on stage, and he looked more captivating on camera.
Yi Chu, in a depressed mood, looked left and right, "All the mentors, we've watched it, can we get a score?"
Guan Min-er wrote a 'C' on the paper and said, "Although he didn't sing, but can't he fail just based on his looks? If we're grading based solely on appearance, I can give him an 'A'."
Xu Hao pondered for a while and gave an 'F' grade, "Looks are very important for a boy group, and he suits the stage, but he needs to exercise. Let him train with the F class first."
Zhuang Hui nodded at Xu Hao's paper, "I feel the same way. He has good bone structure, but he hasn't had professional training."
Yi Chu: "..."
I don't know how to explain this to Fu Xingzhou.
From class A to class F, different classes have different dormitories and training rooms.
Not far apart, in the same building.
The number of people in Sang Qiao's F class is not the largest among all the classes, but the atmosphere is the quietest.
Unfortunately, Sang Qiao is naturally emotionally dull and completely oblivious to this kind of silence.
All trainees were to move into the dormitories in the afternoon after the first round of class allocation.
Sang Qiao happily called Yuan Bo and asked if he could bring over the bedding he packed last night.
As there might be filming in the afternoon, the program team arranged a unified lunch.
Although it was only the initial class allocation, when Sang Qiao entered the cafeteria, he noticed that everyone was sitting in groups according to their class.
Class A with class A.
Class F with class F.
Holding his bowl of food, Sang Qiao made a big circle around the cafeteria and found the other people from class F with their brightly colored dishes.
Perhaps Sang Qiao's joy was too obvious in the gloomy atmosphere of class F.
Jiang Kai, who lived in the next bed, couldn't help but poke him, "Sang Qiao, aren't you worried about being eliminated?"
Sang Qiao stuffed a piece of boiled meat into his mouth, "Of course I am!"
Jiang Kai: "..."
Jiang Kai: "Then why are you still eating so happily?!"
Sang Qiao took a big bite of rice and swallowed it down, "Ah, you just don't understand."
As long as he stays here for one more day, he can happily eat whatever he wants without restrictions.
From today on.
He would have a new life with spicy peppers, barbecue, and fried foods!
Jiang Kai and Gao Ming watched in astonishment as Sang Qiao finished a portion of spicy diced chicken, a portion of boiled meat, a portion of homestyle stir-fried pork, and three bowls of rice, and when he went to get more food, they stopped him.
Sang Qiao: "What's wrong with you guys?"
Jiang Kai firmly held Sang Qiao's sleeve, "You can't go!"
Sang Qiao: "?"
Gao Ming also pulled Sang Qiao back and whispered, "The camera is filming you. You've been to the lunch lady's station three times, you can't eat anymore! You're the only one who's been there three times in the entire cafeteria!"
Sang Qiao: "..."
Sang Qiao sat down sullenly, huddled in the crowd, and looked around.
Everyone was eating quite refined, mostly vegetarian dishes with just a small bowl of rice.
Holding his bowl in his hands, Sang Qiao looked around pitifully for a long while, and reluctantly compromised, "Fine, next time I'll bring a bigger bowl for meals."
Jiang Kai: "..."
Gao Ming: "..."
The entire afternoon after lunch belongs to rest time.
For the trainees who have to go back and tidy up their rooms, this period is also very intense.
All trainees must tidy up their beds, bedding, pillows, and desks during this time, as well as organize their clothes and clean the dormitory.
Class A's dormitory is the largest, followed by classes B, C, and D in order.
When it comes to Class F, it is a regular and proper four-person room.
Each room is about 40 square meters, not too big or small.
The total number of students in Class F is divided by four.
When they reached the last room, there were three people left.
Jiang Kai, Gao Ming, and Sang Qiao.
Jiang Kai and Gao Ming's families are from out of town and have signed with a company in the northern city. They rented a house outside early and had only a few belongings, which were sent to the dorm by same-city express delivery within two hours.
Three people sleeping in a four-person room finally didn't feel too cramped.
While Jiang Kai and Gao Ming were making their beds, they chatted with Sang Qiao, "Qiao, your luggage hasn't arrived yet?"
Sang Qiao sat on the wooden bed board with his legs crossed, drowsily glanced at the time, "It should be arriving soon, I'll go downstairs to pick it up later."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.
Jiang Kai was close to the door, thinking it was a notice from the program team, he casually opened the door.
But it wasn't the production crew that came, and there were no photographers with them either.
A half-gray-haired politely stood at the door, followed by a team of well-dressed people. "Hello, is Mr. Sang living in this room?"
Jiang Kai: "!!!"
According to the program rules, once filming starts, non-essential personnel are not allowed to enter the filming area.
Yet these people not only came but also made quite a fuss about it.
Sang Qiao, hearing the commotion, curiously poked his head out from the bed, "Yuan Bo, didn't you say the driver would deliver it?"
Jiang Kai: "......"
Jiang Kai numbly stepped aside and opened the door.
Yuan Bo and his entourage entered the room. After glancing around the dorm with a complex expression, he said, "Why are you making your own bed? Young Master Sang, you and your roommates please wait outside, the dust inside is bad for your breathing."
Sang Qiao: "......"
In fact, he had low expectations for making his bed, any one that he could sleep on would do.
But Yuan Bo had a kind of stubbornness that was typical of the elderly, and Sang Qiao had long been aware of it during this period.
Unable to stop him after two attempts, Sang Qiao silently held his hands and stood in the corridor with Jiang Kai and Gao Ming.
After staring at each other for a while, Jiang Kai asked, "Sang Qiao, does your family have a mine?"
Sang Qiao: "......"
Sang Qiao honestly shook his head, "No."
Jiang Kai held his chest, "Really, it's the first time I've seen a real-life butler."
Gao Ming crossed his arms, "Me too, it's the first time I've seen a real young master in real life."
Sang Qiao: "......"
Fortunately, the suffocation didn't continue, and Yuan Bo's people quickly tidied up the dormitory, and even replaced Jiang Kai and Gao Ming's beddings with new ones.
Yuan Bo walked beside Sang Qiao and introduced everything one by one, "Young Master Sang, we have prepared a Simmon mattress for you and three different thicknesses of mulberry silk quilts. Here is a new solar air purifier and the water purification device is already prepared in the bathroom for you."
"Your clothes that you may need have all been ironed and placed in the wardrobe, but the wardrobe is small, if you need anything, we'll deliver it quickly for you."
Yuan Bo's face was filled with genuine concern, "As for your meals every day..."
Sang Qiao shivered, "I'll eat in the school cafeteria! The food there is really good!"
Yuan Bo sighed deeply, "The conditions here are really poor, you will suffer here."
Sang Qiao: "......"
I'm not.
I didn’t.
Before leaving...
Yuan Bo left the car keys with Sang Qiao, and said in a low voice, "This program has one day off every two weeks, this is the car that the company arranged for you. It has been driven here to make it convenient for you to go home. It's in the parking lot."
Sang Qiao quickly took the keys as Yuan Bo, with a worried look on his face, left.
As soon as people were gone, there were only the original three nail households in the dormitory.
Jiang Kai and Gao Ming lay on their beds like dead fish, forced to accept the fact that their roommate might be sophisticated and not rural: "Qiao, when we get eliminated in the future, can we come to you for a meal?"
Sang Qiao earnestly replied, "Certainly, I can teach you a hundred ways to beg for food."
Jiang Kai turned over and patted the bed rail of Sang Qiao's bunk from above, "But Sang Qiao, you should still be low-key. In our circle, it's important to be cautious. What if someone catches something on you and wants to harm you?"
Sang Qiao blinked, "Don't worry."
He's just a contestant making the rounds, who would have a reason to target him.
At almost the same time, the rough cut of the first episode of the 'Your Stage' variety show had been sent to Raven's email.
After Raven finished downloading it, he handed it to Fu Xingzhou.
Fu Xingzhou had just gotten off of the plane half an hour ago and was in the returning car. He casually started playing the video.
Soon, they reached the part where Sang Qiao was dancing Latin.
The production team probably thought it was a big highlight, as they didn't cut nearly five minutes of dancing.
From Fang Yuzhou's raise to dancing with Sang Qiao, to the inevitable physical contact during the Latin dance.
The post-production artist went as far as to add a brown bear with a racing heartbeat on the side of the screen.
Raven: "..."
Just as Raven was about to report to Fu Xingzhou about the upcoming schedule, he happened to catch a glimpse of Fang Yuzhou supporting Sang Qiao's waist—
Driven by a desire to survive, Raven gave his boss a quick glance.
Then he immediately changed his tone: "What's going on with this segment? It doesn't seem appropriate to air it. Let me call the production team and have them cut this part altogether."
After pausing, Raven said, "Boss, what do you think?"
Fu Xingzhou pointed at Fang Yuzhou's face on the screen: "Investigate this person and pay him to keep away from Sang Qiao."
Author's note: Fu Xingzhou: I'll give you ten million to stay away from Sang Qiao.
Yi Chu: ???
Yi Chu: Then why don't you pursue him yourself?
Fu Xingzhou: I think I have made my intentions very clear.
Yi Chu: ?????? Clearly where?????????