Song An-ran had been waiting in chair 60 for half an hour.
Half an hour ago, when she walked into the studio, she was shocked by the huge pyramid stairs and the dense crowd. She covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she quietly moved back half a step.
"Ani Hasaiyo."
Seeing a new contestant enter, all the trainees in their seats stood up and bowed. From far to near, from top to bottom, dozens of slender girls suddenly stood up and bowed to her.
"Ani Hasaiyo."
This time, Song An-ran really felt grand. She didn't expect the show to open in such a way.
The impact of dozens of girls bowing to her was too great. She bowed deeply and prepared to leave the stage to find a place to sit down and adjust her mood.
Because the company she was in was called CQ Entertainment.
She was really not famous, so she didn't attract the attention of the trainees before she came on stage. When she finished bowing and looked up at the side of the stage, the hearts of the people on the stage suddenly became complicated.
The Republic of Korea was a country where almost everyone was obsessed with looks. Song An-ran was lucky to be born with good looks. Coupled with her innate temperament, she had the capital to use her beauty to commit murder.
Beauty was definitely the most obvious label on Song An-ran, but in fact, she hadn't received many benefits in her life because of her beauty. This time, participating in Show 101 was the first time Song An-ran chose to use her appearance to attract attention.
Song An-ran's order of appearance wasn't early. When she came in, there were only a few rows left. She hesitated for a moment, then walked straight to chair 60, which was close to her.
The trainees next to her saw her approach. After politely greeting her, they turned their heads and whispered.
"Wow, Dafa, she's really beautiful. How can she be so white?"
"At this level, no matter how strong she is, she can just directly debut."
It had to be said that Song An-ran's appearance was completely in line with the Korean aesthetic. She had the typical smiling eyes. Even if she was expressionless, she didn't give people a sense of distance. When she smiled, her eyes were curved, as if there was a clear spring in her eyes, which made people's hearts soften. Because of her pair of smiling eyes, her delicate facial features immediately set her apart from the others.
After Song An-ran sat down, the girls next to her did not dare to talk. They all felt that this relative did not look like a real person. When she sat obediently, she looked like a delicate doll.
The contestants who entered the arena all tacitly ignored number 59. Although the contestants had a certain degree of confidence in their appearance, none of the girls wanted to sit next to a girl with a white reflection and forcefully set off the other girl's appearance.
In the end, the terrifyingly large studio was filled with trainees from various companies, except for the No.59 chair beside her, which was still empty.
After the first seat was taken by Xu Canmei, Song An-ran focused all her attention on the song she was going to perform. Just as she recalled the last line of the lyrics, JYP appeared on the screen.
Entertainment pulled her attention back.
The girl who appeared on the stage lived up to the name JYP. She had the typical appearance of a mixed-race person. Her eyes were deep, her body was tall, and her limbs were long and slender. The most eye-catching thing was her small face that had some baby fat. It was so soft that people wanted to pinch it.
Song An-ran liked this beautiful girl very much and could not help but stare at her. Somi also noticed the most eye-catching person on the stage, Song An-ran, at first glance. Coincidentally, there was an empty seat next to her, so she sat down on the No.59 chair without hesitation. After sitting down, the two of them could not help but stare into each other's eyes, but neither of them spoke first.
Before the atmosphere started to become a little strange, Song An-ran spoke first.
"Ani Hathiyo, I'm Song An-ran, born in 1998."
"Ah, Augny. I'm Jeon Teru, born in 2001. "
This scene was noticed by some otakus after the show started. They took a screenshot of a gif and posted it on the forum. After a night, there was a floating red logo.
The gif started from the moment Shōmi entered the stage and the two of them stared at each other. The two top-level beauties stared at each other blankly the first time they met and did not stop until they sat down in their seats. This gaze was jokingly called "love at first sight" by fans.
"Hahahaha, are these two attracted to each other's beauty?" — 3L
"It's not that I want to be a couple, it's the officials who forced me to be a couple. Do you understand?" — 4L
"To the person above, I understand you. Good-looking people should be together with good-looking people. "— 5L
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Following that, the original poster uploaded a gif of Song An-ran's performance, Shōmi saying that she was cute, and Teru applauding her after Song An-ran's performance. This caused the post to quickly reach the tenth floor, preliminarily showing 101's model of the biggest couple in the future.
Because fans thought that the numbers when the two first met were 59 and 60, the couple was called 5960. Of course, this was all in the future. Now, Song An-ran was nervously preparing for her next performance in the preparation room.
The song she chose today was "City"
"Stars". Song An-ran's vocal range was very wide. What was even more difficult was that she could maintain her voice no matter if she sang high notes or low notes. Unlike some people, once they sang high notes, their voice would be distorted. Even if they were not out of tune, it was not good to listen to.
This song was a bit risky for her, because Koreans generally did not seem to like this kind of English songs.
But after hearing her sing in the recording studio, the president and staff decided to let her give it a try. Taking a deep breath, it was time for her to go on stage.
"Ani Hathiyo, PD Nim, I'm Song An-ran."
"Ah Yigo, Enron Xi, very beautiful."
Song An-ran had heard many people praise her, but being praised by a big senior on such a stage, she was still very embarrassed. She did not know how to react at all, and could only smile embarrassedly.
"Oh Mo, you're very shy. Next, please start."
"Inside."
She closed her eyes, gathered her emotions, and opened:
“city
stars,
me.”
Song An-ran's first sentence shocked the judges. Her voice was soft and gentle, as if she was whispering sweet words in your ear.
The music teacher was already grinning from ear to ear, realizing that he had found a treasure contestant. After one song, everyone was amazed, not only because of Song An-ran's outstanding vocal ability, but also because of her standard English pronunciation.
After the song, Song An-ran was relieved and obediently waited for the teacher's evaluation.
"Enron Xi, you did well. Can you show us your dance? "
Suddenly asked by the long PD, she began to feel at a loss. She held the microphone tightly and put it to her mouth:
"Inside … inside. My dance is not very good, I hope everyone can forgive me. "
When Song An-ran started the first movement, the trainees present realized that this relative was not being modest, her dance was really bad.
Hearing the laughter from the stage, Song An-ran wished she could hide under the stage. She was thin-skinned, and she was absolutely unwilling to dance such a dance.
However, she could not stand the president's painstaking persuasion, and with her poor dance foundation, she really could not dance other dances, so she had to choose this magic and simple dance.
Pop's "Bababa".
When Jeon Teru heard the music, he did not believe that someone would use this song as a performance piece, but when he saw Song An-ran really dancing, he could not help but laugh.
"Dafa, Augny is too cute."
Song An-ran shyly danced to the end, and when she finished, she was blushing and kept covering her face with her hands to avoid the camera.
The teacher saw at a glance that her dance foundation was very weak. He lowered his head and glanced at Song An-ran's information sheet, and found that she had been a trainee for a year, but had only learned dance for three months. He felt a little more confident.
"Enron Xi, why did you only learn dance for three months after being a trainee for a year?" Jiaxi asked.
"Because before, the company was preparing to train me to be a singer."
"Is that so? That's a good idea. Then, contestant Song An-ran's grade is … "
Song An-ran held her breath, her mind blank.
“B。”
"Kang Sang Hamida!" Song An-ran bowed excitedly, turned around, and trotted off the stage. Her happiness could be seen from her fluttering skirt.
"Eh, aren't we being too strict? How can someone be so happy when they get a B grade? "Pd Chang joked.
In fact, this was the best grade that Song An-ran could think of. After all, she was competing for a spot in a girl group, and not being able to dance was almost a fatal flaw.
She practiced late, and the company originally wanted to train her to be a solo female singer or the lead singer of a girl group. However, after she qualified for the 101 competition, the president resolutely began to let her learn dance, because in the resume submitted by the company, except for Song An-ran, no one else had passed.
They couldn't miss this opportunity, so they temporarily arranged a few dance teachers for Song An-ran and began a three-month pre-competition training.
But no matter how hard they worked, for Song An-ran, who had no foundation in dance, three months' time could only turn a dance idiot into a beginner. It was impossible for her to dance difficult songs.
Therefore, everyone in the company had a meeting and chose such a cute and easy dance. No matter how unwilling Song An-ran was, she could only accept it. Fortunately, the result was satisfactory.
However, what was to come would come. After a group of people gathered to watch the video of the 101 theme song, Song An-ran showed an awkward but polite smile.
Jeon Teru next to her was staring at the screen, and her body instinctively began to move. She suddenly turned her head and saw her new sister, Song An-ran, who had lost her soul, had a cold expression on her face, and was immediately touched by her cuteness.
"Augny, it's okay, I'll help you."
Song An-ran pursed her lips. She was a little embarrassed that she needed a younger sister to comfort her. Looking at Shōmi's curly eyelashes and clear eyes, she nodded gently.
"Hey, Somi, Augny is counting on you."
Teru patted her chest. "Sure! Leave it to me. "
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