Reborn I don't need a heroine

On the second day after arriving in the imperial capital, the rehearsal began.

Early in the morning, the program team's car was waiting downstairs in the hotel, picked up Pei Ningle, Han Yixuan and Wang Heng, and arrived at the recording site.

This is a building. When you enter the main entrance, a few staff will lead the way, leading the three of them to the preparation room behind the stage. According to the procedure, Pei Ningle brought his score and the recorded version of the song to discuss with the assistant director who was in charge of the live accompaniment.

As for Wang Heng and Han Yixuan...

"When the program is being recorded, the reactions of the group of relatives and friends will be recorded, and it may be officially broadcast. May I ask, do you two agree to be on TV?" the staff asked with a mouthful of Beijing movies.

Han Yixuan nodded, and was about to speak, but was preempted by Wang Heng.

He said, "I don't mind, she can."

Han Yixuan glanced at Wang Heng in surprise, but before she could ask why she didn't want to, the staff stuffed a piece of paper over:

"Then please sign this, consent form. We will record your most honest reaction."

When Han Yixuan bowed her head to sign, Wang Heng said: "Can you arrange a seat for me? I want to sit in the auditorium and watch."

The staff readily replied: "No problem, this is a good arrangement."

Soon, Han Yixuan signed the consent form and handed it over to the staff. Then the two were taken to the auditorium by the staff member.

The rehearsal takes a lot of time, and it may not be possible to get it done from morning to dinner. As a group of relatives and friends, it was impossible for Han Yixuan and Wang Heng to stand and wait. It was just right to find a place to sit and spy on the performance of other competitors at any time.

At first glance, the auditorium looked a little empty, and there were only thirty or forty people sitting in a place that could accommodate hundreds of people—these people were obviously relatives and friends of other contestants.

Wang Heng and Han Yixuan found a place in the front row and sat down side by side.

"Look, that's the instructor's seat, right?" Han Yixuan asked enthusiastically, pointing to the four spacious high chairs facing the stage.

Wang Heng: "It should be."

Han Yixuan guessed again: "This time it doesn't seem to be the mode of turning around while listening to music with the back to the stage. The instructor's seat is facing the stage, so it seems that they can't turn around. But there is a big screen in front of it. What is that for? To block their view?"

Wang Heng: "It should be."

Han Yixuan: "So this time, the instructor still can't see the singer. If he thinks it sounds good, he can press a button or something, and let the things blocking his view be put down, so that he can see the singer?"

Wang Heng had watched this show during the first episode, so of course he knew that Han Yixuan's guess at this time was basically the truth.

So he replied: "It should be."

The girl suddenly felt a little melancholy: "Can you change the line?"

Wang Heng pointed to the stage and said, "Look over there, someone has already come out for rehearsal."

A young man with long braided hair came onto the stage, discussed with the teachers of the band, and picked up the microphone.

"Is this a contestant?" Han Yixuan commented, "Long hair with curly hair, like a girl's hairstyle, looks really cute!"

Wang Heng: "..."

He knew this player. Not only did he know each other, but Wang Heng was also aware of his future development trajectory. After all, this singer named Zhuo Zun is one of the best among the new generation of singers in the country during the week. It seems that he is also the champion of this good song show?

An ancient prelude sounded, and the young man took the microphone and sang charmingly.

"Engrave each eyebrow on the heart..."

Han Yixuan, who was complaining about how girly she was, suddenly sat up straight.

Wang Heng whispered: "Let's keep an eye on it. Whichever mentor this person chooses, we must remind Pei Ningle not to choose the same one."

Han Yixuan: "To avoid competition? But this is the first song I heard. Will there be more powerful songs in the future?"

Wang Heng shook his head: "It's hard. Whether you can avoid this person is definitely the key to surviving to the end of the show."

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The three of them arrived in the morning, but it wasn't until after four o'clock in the afternoon that it was Pei Ningle's rehearsal time. Before that, Wang Heng and Han Yixuan went out to find a small restaurant for lunch, and then returned to their seats in the auditorium to take a nap. After waking up, I played with my mobile phone for a while, and finally waited until this time.

Pei Ningle had a brief discussion with the musicians, then picked up the microphone, and walked to the center of the stage - the form of the accompaniment had already been discussed with an assistant director and these musicians, so there was no need to say more at this time .

Anyway, just start singing.

Against the light, she couldn't see clearly whether there were those two faces she was familiar with among those people in the auditorium, but she could only vaguely feel that there seemed to be a few eyes staring at her.

Compared with the welcome party at the University of Telecommunications Technology, the audience at this time is of course negligibly small. But think about the significance of this stage, think about the possibility that there will be an astronomical number of viewers watching this show, seeing your performance, hearing the songs you wrote... So, the girl can hardly restrain her emotions .

When the accompaniment sounded, Pei Ningle said:

"I want to let go of every -- uh, sorry band teacher, I'm out of tune."

The band teacher was stunned: "You are running too fast!"

Pei Ningle bowed to him: "I'm really sorry, I want to do it all over again, is that okay?"

"Yes, yes, but you... Anyway, I remind you that the rehearsal can be repeated, and even if you are out of tune during the official recording, you can only continue singing."

"Understood, I understand."

After the girl bowed, she tightened her grip on the microphone in her hand.

But in the audience, Han Yixuan couldn't help covering her face, and moaned: "How can Xiao Le lose the chain at this time..."

Wang Heng was still very calm: "It's okay, it's understandable that I'm a little nervous on this stage for the first time."

Han Yixuan: "I'm nervous now, what should I do when the official recording is made? By then, the auditorium will definitely be full, so I'm even more nervous!"

Wang Heng shook his head: "Have some confidence in her, listen, she can sing very smoothly now."

The accompaniment sounded again, and Pei Ningle sang smoothly this time, without any out-of-tune or jamming, but the voice still felt a little stiff and tense.

Han Yixuan wiped the sweat from her palms, and after thinking about it, she suddenly felt a little puzzled—it stands to reason that Xiao Le is a rival in love, and she should hope to see her make a fool of herself. Why did she react like this?

And Wang Heng secretly observed Han Yixuan's face, and secretly smiled—seeing how affectionate these sisters are, if the Shura field upgrades in the future, they won't have any more conflicts, right?

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