Top And Crown Chapter 9

Ethan Huo subconsciously covered his face with his hands. Connor sat next to Long Ji with a look of disgust on his face: "You believed him even though he lied to you."

"Okay, go down." Grace patted his shoulder and continued the class: "So stage performances must be infectious and expressive..."

"Teacher---" a boy interrupted, "You are so beautiful, even if you don't dance, we will be embarrassed."

Grace glanced at them and said, "When you really join the group, you six will have to dance cheek to cheek and sing love songs. If you don't practice now, you will cry later."

Ethan Huo sat back in his original seat and continued listening to the class. Suddenly he realized that the man with the silver-rimmed glasses was sitting next to him.

He took the opportunity to take a look as he sat down, and found that the man with silver-rimmed glasses was playing Snake, and the fastest Snake at that.

A 3D interface is simulated on the PSP screen, with colorful cube snakes rushing all the way, and even changing lanes and turning to eat props.

Ethan Huo wondered if his roommate wasn't paying attention in class, and continued to take notes while watching the screen video.

Out of caution, he chose the elective courses of Spoken English and Introduction to Music Theory in August. However, since the teachers said he could come and sit in on the classes, he simply visited several other classrooms while practicing the piano.

The rap class is particularly lively. The teacher will do a freestyle while he is talking, and there are students beside him who will follow the passionate b-box accompaniment.

The teacher will play the electronic piano and demonstrate throughout the arrangement class. He is one of the arrangers in the company and will talk about his own creative process in conjunction with the pop songs he has produced before.

Ethan Huo mastered "Czerny 599" and "Beyer", and under the guidance of Connor, he began to learn the advanced "Czerny 849". Gradually, thin calluses formed on his fingertips, and it no longer hurt when he struck the keys.

He knew that he would have more free time for classes after joining the group, so he concentrated on practicing the piano to familiarize himself with the movements of his knuckles. Occasionally, he would take extra lessons to try to play and sing, and gradually he found the fun.

The fun of playing the piano starts after you get the hang of it.

Before I knew the music score, no matter how I played it, it was all vague. Pressing notes one after another felt like operating a sewing machine.

But after being able to play a whole piece of music smoothly, the whole person will sway unconsciously with the ups and downs of the music, as if entering a river with unobstructed flow, and with some humming, even the soul seems to float up.

Ethan Huo gradually let go of his shame and began to learn to sing one song after another. If he got a syllable wrong, he would start over again and again, and he couldn't help laughing while singing.

He practiced for several hours, and when he took a break to drink water, he found that Mr. Mi, who had taught him arrangement, was standing at the door.

"You've been practicing for two months, and you've gotten the hang of it pretty quickly." Teacher Mi came over and played the melody he just played again without looking at the score: "The breathing in this section is wrong, sing it again."

Ethan Huo just finished a sip of water and started singing again to the beat, following his rhythm.

"You also need to remember the vibrato and muted notes," Teacher Mi finished playing a piece, took out a pyramid-shaped metronome, and taught him how to wind it up: "If you like playing the piano, why don't you come to my singing class?"

Ethan Huo said truthfully: "I'm afraid I won't get enough points and will be eliminated."

"That's right." The young man touched his chin and said, "I'm very strict in grading. You're smart not to choose me."

"One more verse," he played a piece of flower music with a different key, guiding Ethan Huo to sing: "Start from 'I will never look back at you' ---"

Ethan Huo opened his voice following the sound of his piano, while paying close attention to the way he turned and rotated his fingers while playing.

The teacher walked into the piano room and gave him a half-hour lesson. Not only did he teach him the playing and singing techniques, but he also taught him how to start singing and how to slowly fade out.

Teacher Mi is at this level and usually charges a starting price of one thousand yuan an hour for teaching others, but he doesn't put on airs in front of these students.

After all the classes were over, the young man wiped the piano keys and asked casually: "I heard from Teacher Grace that you can cry as soon as you sing Mei Tianwang's songs. Is it true?"

Ethan Huo was stunned: "How do you know..."

"Teachers are also very idle, so they gossip with each other, okay?" Miguel said with a smile: "In fact, I have seen your photo in the newspaper. You are the top scorer this year, right?"

"This is a secret, I know, and I won't tell them," the young man said in a low voice as he stood up, "Little friend, I wish you success in chasing your idol."

"Wait---" Ethan Huo subconsciously grabbed his wrist, then quickly let go: "Teacher Mi, what did you just say?"

"You didn't come here to take the test because of Mei Heng?" Miguel asked in surprise, "Then why?"

What is the relationship between Mei Heng and this group?

Ethan Huo didn't ask the question, but the surprise on his face revealed his inner thoughts.

"Isn't it?" Miguel was also stunned, then patted him on the shoulder: "Ask your good friends, they will definitely know."

"I'm going to be late for a class. See you later, little champion---"

Ethan Huo sat in the piano room for a few seconds, wondering what the hell was going on.

He didn’t know whether Brandon Long and the others knew about it, but his friend in the dormitory definitely knew.

He pondered for a moment, then returned to the dormitory with the music score.

His roommate was lying on the bed reading a comic book, and when he saw him coming, he casually said hello: "Did you go to practice dancing?"

"No, I was just practicing the piano." Ethan Huo glanced at the silver-rimmed glasses man on the upper bunk who was still playing PSP. He sat opposite his roommate, hesitated for a moment and said, "You said before..."

"Hmm? What?"

"You said before that I came here because I was a fan?"

"Oh, isn't it?" His roommate sat up with a sudden movement, looked at him in surprise and said, "You don't know about that?"

"What's up??"

The older boy glanced at the silver-rimmed glasses and then at the bunk above him, quickly closed the dormitory door, and said in a low voice: "I'll tell you this secret in secret, don't let anyone else know."

Ethan Huo pointed silently at his upper bunk.

"He's fine." The older boy shook his head, probably because he was very familiar with the man with glasses: "Let me tell you, this Corona is the group we're fighting so hard to get into. It sounds like there are six positions, right?"

Ethan Huo grasped the key point: "Sounds?"

"In fact, there is a position that has been reserved long ago, and many people know it."

"Is it settled? Is it an internal relationship?"

My roommate smiled with a complex expression of emotion: "You are singing the songs of the King of Pop, you really don't know."

"King Mei's son, Mei Shengyao, is twelve this year and is preparing to debut in our SPF company."

"This entire super luxurious lineup, as well as these resources and famous teachers, are all paving the way for him."

Ethan Huo's mind went blank, and he repeated subconsciously: "Have you reserved a seat?"

His chances of getting in have been reduced by 16 percent.

"Fcuk, think about Mei Shengyao, his mom is a movie queen, his dad is a superstar, what a heaven-defying background this is." The roommate became more and more excited, and couldn't help stamping his feet a few times: "When he was born, the entire entertainment industry was cheering and celebrating. He must have grown up with a diamond spoon in his mouth!"

Ethan Huo was still in a daze and responded after a long while.

"Although many people know this secret, you should not tell anyone." The older boy picked up the meal card and said, "Although I saw a lot of people talking about this on the forum, it's definitely safer to say less, right?"

"I'm leaving now, remember to have dinner!"

He opened the lock and walked out humming a tune, leaving Ethan Huo sitting there in a daze.

The pressure began to surge up inch by inch.

Ethan Huo found the meal card and when he turned around, he happened to meet the man with silver-rimmed glasses and saw that he was still holding the PSP in his hand.

He subconsciously said good evening.

The man with silver-rimmed glasses nodded indifferently and continued to play games leaning against the wall.

...It turned out that he was tired of lying down, so he sat up and rested for a while.

"Aren't you nervous?"

The man with silver-rimmed glasses paused for a moment, looked at him and said, "Are you talking to me?"

The young man's voice was cold and low, and the metallic texture was memorable at first sight.

"Yes," Ethan Huo calmed down and whispered, "There are only five places left."

"No," the man with silver-rimmed glasses paused and continued to control the snake to eat the apple: "You only have one spot to grab."

Ethan Huo’s first reaction was that this person was definitely not simple.

It’s not about whether what he revealed is true or not, but his attitude towards this secret.

I don't care and don't mind if he tells outsiders.

It's not because of trust, and it's not because I have no intention of debuting here. If I really had no intention of debuting, why would I have gone through rounds of screening and assessment until now?

"Want to know?" Silver-rimmed glasses said calmly, "Beg me and I'll tell you."

Self-esteem means nothing at this moment.

Ethan Huo lowered his head and said seriously: "Please, thank you."

"Corona, SPF's strongest resource allocation in the past ten years, a bunch of luxury brands and TV stations are already chasing after them to discuss cooperation." The boy pushed his glasses: "The core member is of course Mei Shengyao."

The son of a superstar and a movie queen, he is gifted and has a profound background.

"Except for Mei Shengyao, the company has already found several other locations."

"One is for piano genius, and one is for the first place in the total score of the four rounds of screening exams."

They both have very strong singing and dancing abilities, and their results are comparable.

The guy with the surname Long is most likely the one with the best overall abilities among the amateurs. Moreover, he got full marks in the rap elective, which can make up for a shortcoming in the group.

"There is another one who sings in a musical in London's West End. He is good-looking and a perfect dancer. He is expected to return to China next month."

Ethan Huo gripped the cold bedpost tightly, letting the thorns prick his palms.

He originally thought that he still had hope as long as he could make it into the top five, but he didn't expect the competition to be so fierce.

There are six vacancies in total, and four of them are pre-selected.

"No, there are two left." Ethan Huo's voice was a little dry when he spoke again: "You only said four."

"Yes." The boy raised his head, his left hand still holding the game console, and pushed up his glasses with his right hand.

His voice was cold and his expression was calm.

"There's another one. It's me."