Chapter 10

Time stopped for ten seconds.

In these ten seconds, Huoren could hear his heart pounding, his lungs opening and suddenly keeping still, as if they were out of control.

When he finished what he said, the young man pressed the pause button again and continued playing.

There was a name on the side of the stairs on the top bunk, two strong words: Xie Lianyun.

“Thanks.” Huoren said dryly.

The boy with the silver-rimmed glasses leaned against the wall as if to tell him that he didn’t care.

Huoren left the bedroom and fell asleep.

He used to create pretty optimistic scenarios: every month, he made steady progress in the rankings. Before the overall pick, he would rush into the top 20 and would eventually try to get into the top five for a chance to get ahead.

But Xie Lianyun said that now there is only one place left, only one.

He mechanically filled his stomach in the cafeteria and went to the seventh floor.

Because they had to take a dance and acting exam, most of the people ran to the eighth floor to find the dance room to go over the content of the class, and the noise they were making could be heard from other floors

Huoren passed his ID and entered the training room. He went directly to the left, to the computer room.

The computers there were equipped with the most advanced win7 system. Although some functions were disabled, as the trainees weren’t allowed to play games, it was enough for students to practice singing while recording and find information with it.

It wasn’t only equipped with software, but also the company’s internal audiovisual database.

Concert videos, musical scores, drafts of lyrics… All documents are classified into valuable and unique learning materials.

Huoren usually takes notes with his notebook, but he is used to using his brain to remember everything he needs.

His notes may break or be lost, but his brain was like a computer.

He started looking for relevant records of these people on national and foreign websites.

Bo Jue won first prize at the International Chopin Piano Competition and third prize at the International Paganini Violin Competition.

The long-haired boy in the picture was at the side of Steinway’s grand piano, laughing proudly.

Long Jia, the third son of the president of the Xuanyu group, had a family business that encompasses real estate and electronic logistics. When he was born, he received a blue diamond ring worth more than 100 million, which made the news. When he was a baby, he was surrounded by many celebrities.

Mei Shengyao, the son of the queen of cinemas.

His private information is well protected and all the information there is only official stuff. He had just turned 12 this year.

Huoren looked at the names on the screen with a grim smile. It turned out that everything had been planned from the beginning for celebrities.

His starting line started at the finish line.

One, a musical genius who worked in West London and on Broadway.

Another started his career at the age of four, and was now recognized for his three performances.

Another one was 15 and did a performance in the White House and Buckingham Palace.

And the last one, Xie Lianyun.

Huoren took a deep breath.

…How good could he be?

After reading the search results of the four people above, Huoren felt that he would not be surprised by the identity of his roommate.

He maybe was some celebrity or genius.

In the world of ordinary people, a school can produce a talent that will be in everyone’s mouth for many years.

But in SPF, they even clump together, just like sunflowers.

He wrote ‘Xie Lianyun’, and hundreds of thousands of results emerged in front of him.

Huoren squeezed the mouse and forced himself to breathe again.

He finally realized how insignificant he was to the world.

Associated with Xie Lianyun’s name were all kinds of news, Baidu entries, interviews, and the names of countless works—

(Interview with Xie Lianyun) 17 years, 2000 original lyrics, what else is he playing?

Exclusive Exhibition of Xie Lianyun’s New Song – He will create an album for Lu Tianwang and usher in a new transformation of his musical style!

He started playing the piano when he was four, began writing music at twelve, knew three languages, and had won more than ten trophies.

He had never sung a single song, but he was a talented songwriter who was haunted by countless first, second and third level singers.

Even when he was receiving special reports from national television, the teenager had a silver PSP in hand.

He looked like all the glory and the awards weren’t more interesting than a game of eating apples with a snake.

Huoren sat in the dark and began silently searching for more stuff.

From the price of famous watches on company billboards, to the value and importance of one resource after another, he finally saw the tip of the iceberg in the entertainment world.

He saw the concert scene of tens of thousands of people, saw the scandal that it was, and could finally see the pale text of the website in the magazine.

He was very rich.

His heart screamed to hide or disappear, a chill passed through him from head to toe at that moment.

Huoren knew that he could be in the top 40, top 20.

He also knew that the top 20 would compete for the last position and become members of CORONA.

But he never thought the six letters would be so expensive.

His phone alarm rang again.

It was time to practice dancing.

After an hour of dancing and three hours of piano practice, he was able to sleep for six hours. Then he got up for class early.

Huoren came out of the computer room, and when he saw his reflection on the mirrored wall, he unconsciously put his hands in his pocket and wanted to be more calm.

The young man frowned and even looked at himself with some hesitation.

His fingertips touched the bank card in his pocket, and the feeling brought him back to reality.

He had done what he could at this stage.

No matter what the end result is, he must fight and do his best to stay.

Even if it is for 1500 yuan a month for food, he would definitely stay there until he had to leave.

Time began to pass quickly.

It was so hot in August that even the windows were hot enough to burn.

The students got together to dance and sing, and they became more attentive.

Gradually, the assistants stopped urging them to go to bed early, gave them a few boxes of energy drinks every now and then, and continued to teach them gestures and movements at 2 a.m.

This was the first time Huoren had learned to dance.

Not that he needed it. After watching the entire video, he could remember the movements in front of the mirror. All he had to do was force his muscles to remember them.

Once was not enough, then twice.

Twice wasn’t enough, ten times.

Rock music was like a witch riding a broomstick, shaking the head from the ceiling to the floor, while the floor was shaking.

Finally, the day of the second exam arrived. 110 trainees received their IDs and entered the small dark room to perform the results of their hard training for a month.

The results were released that night.

“Number one,” Aya said, shaking the ratings, “they’re still tied for number one. With a total score of 560, they got 545.”

Pei Ruye sat in the front row and said with a smile: “Good progress, five points more than last month.”

Nobody bothered to see where they were. They raised their hands and clapped.

“Long gege cheated!”

“Bo Jue! ONLY! ONLY!”

Uncle Jiang was outside the conference room, silently watching the entire seat of the trainees.

“Third place…”

“Four…”

Huoren began to breathe deeply.

“Thirty-fifth, Huoren.” Aya looked at him from a distance: “You’ve made great progress in your main class, and the elective is still the highest mark, great.”

She started to say the back of the ranking, some of the trainees were pale, ready to get out of here with their luggage.

Out of 110, 80 stayed, fewer and fewer people stayed.

That night, after everyone was saying goodbye again, the long hall became mostly empty, and the teens waved from afar, cheering them on.

Huoren returned to his new bedroom, missing some of the roommates who were eliminated.

It was no longer a four-person room, but a double room.

Bo Jue and Longjia lived next to him.

Huoren with a smile, returned to the bedroom.

The moment he opened the door, he heard the familiar sound of the game.

It was the snake’s game and it jingled like a reindeer with a bell.

Xie Lianyun pressed pause and put aside his headphones.

“What a coincidence.” He lowered his glasses.

Huoren bowed silently: “Thank you for taking care of me.”

Xie Lianyun suddenly laughed.

“I saw you in the computer room and in the piano room. You are very interesting.”

Huoren nodded, opened the closet, and continued unpacking the luggage.

“Huoren.”

“What happened?”

“You haven’t practiced dancing enough.” Xie Lianyun pressed continue again, controlling the snake to keep moving.

“Based on your current ability to control your body, if you want to enter the top 20, you must

practice dancing for at least three hours a day.”

Huoren turned to look at him and bowed silently.

“Qianbei, how should I practice?”

Xie Lianyun turned around his candy and as he spoke he gave off a slight sweet green apple flavor smell.

“One hour of study and two hours of learning a male group dance. Capture their movements, capture their ups and downs and details. The more you learn, the better.”

“Okay. Thanks, qianbei.”

From that day on he began to sleep four and a half hours a day.

It was enough.Time stopped for ten seconds.

In these ten seconds, Huoren could hear his heart pounding, his lungs opening and suddenly keeping still, as if they were out of control.

When he finished what he said, the young man pressed the pause button again and continued playing.

There was a name on the side of the stairs on the top bunk, two strong words: Xie Lianyun.

“Thanks.” Huoren said dryly.

The boy with the silver-rimmed glasses leaned against the wall as if to tell him that he didn’t care.

Huoren left the bedroom and fell asleep.

He used to create pretty optimistic scenarios: every month, he made steady progress in the rankings. Before the overall pick, he would rush into the top 20 and would eventually try to get into the top five for a chance to get ahead.

But Xie Lianyun said that now there is only one place left, only one.

He mechanically filled his stomach in the cafeteria and went to the seventh floor.

Because they had to take a dance and acting exam, most of the people ran to the eighth floor to find the dance room to go over the content of the class, and the noise they were making could be heard from other floors

Huoren passed his ID and entered the training room. He went directly to the left, to the computer room.

The computers there were equipped with the most advanced win7 system. Although some functions were disabled, as the trainees weren’t allowed to play games, it was enough for students to practice singing while recording and find information with it.

It wasn’t only equipped with software, but also the company’s internal audiovisual database.

Concert videos, musical scores, drafts of lyrics… All documents are classified into valuable and unique learning materials.

Huoren usually takes notes with his notebook, but he is used to using his brain to remember everything he needs.

His notes may break or be lost, but his brain was like a computer.

He started looking for relevant records of these people on national and foreign websites.

Bo Jue won first prize at the International Chopin Piano Competition and third prize at the International Paganini Violin Competition.

The long-haired boy in the picture was at the side of Steinway’s grand piano, laughing proudly.

Long Jia, the third son of the president of the Xuanyu group, had a family business that encompasses real estate and electronic logistics. When he was born, he received a blue diamond ring worth more than 100 million, which made the news. When he was a baby, he was surrounded by many celebrities.

Mei Shengyao, the son of the queen of cinemas.

His private information is well protected and all the information there is only official stuff. He had just turned 12 this year.

Huoren looked at the names on the screen with a grim smile. It turned out that everything had been planned from the beginning for celebrities.

His starting line started at the finish line.

One, a musical genius who worked in West London and on Broadway.

Another started his career at the age of four, and was now recognized for his three performances.

Another one was 15 and did a performance in the White House and Buckingham Palace.

And the last one, Xie Lianyun.

Huoren took a deep breath.

…How good could he be?

After reading the search results of the four people above, Huoren felt that he would not be surprised by the identity of his roommate.

He maybe was some celebrity or genius.

In the world of ordinary people, a school can produce a talent that will be in everyone’s mouth for many years.

But in SPF, they even clump together, just like sunflowers.

He wrote ‘Xie Lianyun’, and hundreds of thousands of results emerged in front of him.

Huoren squeezed the mouse and forced himself to breathe again.

He finally realized how insignificant he was to the world.

Associated with Xie Lianyun’s name were all kinds of news, Baidu entries, interviews, and the names of countless works—

(Interview with Xie Lianyun) 17 years, 2000 original lyrics, what else is he playing?

Exclusive Exhibition of Xie Lianyun’s New Song – He will create an album for Lu Tianwang and usher in a new transformation of his musical style!

He started playing the piano when he was four, began writing music at twelve, knew three languages, and had won more than ten trophies.

He had never sung a single song, but he was a talented songwriter who was haunted by countless first, second and third level singers.

Even when he was receiving special reports from national television, the teenager had a silver PSP in hand.

He looked like all the glory and the awards weren’t more interesting than a game of eating apples with a snake.

Huoren sat in the dark and began silently searching for more stuff.

From the price of famous watches on company billboards, to the value and importance of one resource after another, he finally saw the tip of the iceberg in the entertainment world.

He saw the concert scene of tens of thousands of people, saw the scandal that it was, and could finally see the pale text of the website in the magazine.

He was very rich.

His heart screamed to hide or disappear, a chill passed through him from head to toe at that moment.

Huoren knew that he could be in the top 40, top 20.

He also knew that the top 20 would compete for the last position and become members of CORONA.

But he never thought the six letters would be so expensive.

His phone alarm rang again.

It was time to practice dancing.

After an hour of dancing and three hours of piano practice, he was able to sleep for six hours. Then he got up for class early.

Huoren came out of the computer room, and when he saw his reflection on the mirrored wall, he unconsciously put his hands in his pocket and wanted to be more calm.

The young man frowned and even looked at himself with some hesitation.

His fingertips touched the bank card in his pocket, and the feeling brought him back to reality.

He had done what he could at this stage.

No matter what the end result is, he must fight and do his best to stay.

Even if it is for 1500 yuan a month for food, he would definitely stay there until he had to leave.

Time began to pass quickly.

It was so hot in August that even the windows were hot enough to burn.

The students got together to dance and sing, and they became more attentive.

Gradually, the assistants stopped urging them to go to bed early, gave them a few boxes of energy drinks every now and then, and continued to teach them gestures and movements at 2 a.m.

This was the first time Huoren had learned to dance.

Not that he needed it. After watching the entire video, he could remember the movements in front of the mirror. All he had to do was force his muscles to remember them.

Once was not enough, then twice.

Twice wasn’t enough, ten times.

Rock music was like a witch riding a broomstick, shaking the head from the ceiling to the floor, while the floor was shaking.

Finally, the day of the second exam arrived. 110 trainees received their IDs and entered the small dark room to perform the results of their hard training for a month.

The results were released that night.

“Number one,” Aya said, shaking the ratings, “they’re still tied for number one. With a total score of 560, they got 545.”

Pei Ruye sat in the front row and said with a smile: “Good progress, five points more than last month.”

Nobody bothered to see where they were. They raised their hands and clapped.

“Long gege cheated!”

“Bo Jue! ONLY! ONLY!”

Uncle Jiang was outside the conference room, silently watching the entire seat of the trainees.

“Third place…”

“Four…”

Huoren began to breathe deeply.

“Thirty-fifth, Huoren.” Aya looked at him from a distance: “You’ve made great progress in your main class, and the elective is still the highest mark, great.”

She started to say the back of the ranking, some of the trainees were pale, ready to get out of here with their luggage.

Out of 110, 80 stayed, fewer and fewer people stayed.

That night, after everyone was saying goodbye again, the long hall became mostly empty, and the teens waved from afar, cheering them on.

Huoren returned to his new bedroom, missing some of the roommates who were eliminated.

It was no longer a four-person room, but a double room.

Bo Jue and Longjia lived next to him.

Huoren with a smile, returned to the bedroom.

The moment he opened the door, he heard the familiar sound of the game.

It was the snake’s game and it jingled like a reindeer with a bell.

Xie Lianyun pressed pause and put aside his headphones.

“What a coincidence.” He lowered his glasses.

Huoren bowed silently: “Thank you for taking care of me.”

Xie Lianyun suddenly laughed.

“I saw you in the computer room and in the piano room. You are very interesting.”

Huoren nodded, opened the closet, and continued unpacking the luggage.

“Huoren.”

“What happened?”

“You haven’t practiced dancing enough.” Xie Lianyun pressed continue again, controlling the snake to keep moving.

“Based on your current ability to control your body, if you want to enter the top 20, you must

practice dancing for at least three hours a day.”

Huoren turned to look at him and bowed silently.

“Qianbei, how should I practice?”

Xie Lianyun turned around his candy and as he spoke he gave off a slight sweet green apple flavor smell.

“One hour of study and two hours of learning a male group dance. Capture their movements, capture their ups and downs and details. The more you learn, the better.”

“Okay. Thanks, qianbei.”

From that day on he began to sleep four and a half hours a day.

It was enough.