On the 9th of March, after almost three months of participating in the competition, the production team finally gave all the trainees a break.
But it wasn't really a break. The show still had to be recorded. But at least they could go out and get some fresh air. Song An-ran and the group changed into casual clothes and were brought to Gangnam by the production team for the first commercial performance of the trainees.
"Ani Haxiyo."
"Ani Haxiyo."
Song An-ran was wearing a blue striped sweater and jeans. She held a cup of milk tea and walked comfortably on the streets of Gangnam. From time to time, passersby recognized them and greeted them.
Gangnam was a famous wealthy district in South Korea. Song An-ran was born in Busan and came to Seoul for university, so she had never been here before. But ever since Uncle Bird's "Gangnam Style" became popular, she was curious about Gangnam.
She looked around and wanted to see what was different about the richest district in Seoul. Although it was said to be a gathering place for the upper class, it was still different from the super luxurious city she imagined. There were no gold-inlaid walls, no diamond-covered signboards, and the streets and shops were not different from Busan. But if the walls were gold-inlaid, there would definitely be people who would secretly chisel the walls at night. Song An-ran thought aimlessly.
The production crew took them into a Western restaurant. More than 20 trainees followed them in and took up all the seats in the restaurant. The PD at the scene waved his hand and generously allowed everyone to order their food freely. The growing girls who had been vegetarian for a few months were already hungry. They took the menu and ordered all the meat from top to bottom without hesitation.
Song An-ran pulled Du Yan and sneaked out of the door when no one was looking. Friends who noticed them automatically ran out with their friends.
Song An-ran: "Here, here, I saw a cake shop just now."
Choi Yi-hye: "Enron Xi, Du Yan, what are you doing out here?"
Du Yan: "Today is Teru's birthday. Didn't I tell you before? Augny, did you bring money? "
Song An-ran: "Yes, let's hurry. Otherwise, we will be found out."
That's right, March 9th was Teru's 16th birthday.
Speaking of which, it was Du Yan who told Song An-ran about this.
Both of them were in the "One Place" team, so they started to get familiar with each other after chatting for a while.
One day, Jin Duyan went to Song An-ran's dormitory and told her that Teru's birthday was coming up. The two of them began to secretly discuss how to give Teru a birthday surprise.
The two of them would often gather alone after group training and plan this behind Teru's back. This caused the other trainees to sigh in private. As expected, good-looking people would hang out with good-looking people.
The three of them picked and chose. After a while, they finally chose a cake filled with strawberries. After paying, she ran back with the cake in her arms.
When she sneakily came back with the cake, Teru was still indulging in the taste of the meat, which she hadn't seen for a long time.
Song An-ran looked at them. "One, two, three!"
"Happy birthday to you ~ Happy birthday to you ~ Salahehe Kim Teru, happy birthday to you."
"Moya."
Teru was shocked by the sudden appearance of the cake. When she reacted, Song An-ran had already smeared cream on her face.
"Happy birthday, wuli Teru is 17 this year." (Korean Numerology)
"Augny, kang sang hamida ~"
As she spoke, tears began to glisten in her eyes.
Song An-ran was anxious. Birthdays were supposed to be happy. Why was she crying again?
"Ah, you can't cry every day when you're a year old."
Zhao Mi pouted, feeling wronged. He blinked his eyes, and tears fell.
"I'm still a child when I'm a year old."
Song An-ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She reached out and hugged her.
"Okay, okay, wuli Teru is still a baby. Baby Teru."
Teru lowered her head, buried her face in Song An-ran's shoulder, and said coquettishly.
"Augny ~ Salaheyo."
Song Anran's heart softened like a ball of cotton candy that was full of sweetness. He touched her head.
"Ara Soo, eat the cake."
Kim Duyeon, who had been waiting at the side, couldn't stand it anymore.
"Ah, Jeon Teru, I'm here too. Why don't you thank me?"
"Ara Soo, Ara Soo. Duyeon, Augny, Salaheyo. "
"Ah Yigu, don't act coquettishly in front of me."
…
**
Although it was a small commercial performance, there were a lot of audience at the scene. The dark crowd spread out from the side of the stage. Even the windows of the tall buildings on both sides were filled with people.
Song An-ran was still wearing the black dress that she had worn on stage. Her skin was white and glowing under the sun.
After Kang Se-hyun was eliminated, the "Pied."
Only Song An-ran and Kim Jo-seok were left in the group of "Pied." Although there was one less person, they still had to sing. Se-hyun's part could be divided between the two of them. Song An-ran was the lead singer. She had more parts, so she wanted to give more parts to Kim Jo-seok.
However, Kim Jo-seok's voice was not in good condition that day. Kang Se-hyun's part could only be allocated to Song An-ran. As a result, the fans below were lucky enough to see an all-rounded lead singer, Song An-ran, who sang the chorus of the main song and took on the bass and high notes.
Song An-ran's fans were very satisfied. What kind of treasure did they become fans of? How could she be so outstanding!
Because fans were not allowed to bring video equipment to the stage before, there had never been any direct photos of Song An-ran's fans on the Internet. However, it was different this time. This commercial performance was held in an open-air venue, so the restrictions on fans were completely lifted. After the commercial performance ended, Song An-ran's photos and videos popped up like bamboo shoots after the rain.
In this commercial, Song An-ran was so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her, whether it was in the direct photos of her own fans or in the photos of other fans.
The overseas China fans across the ocean felt like it was the New Year. They reposted the lucky draw on Weibo and gave out red packets. They shed tears for this hard-won resource.
After the song ended, the audience below spontaneously shouted.
"An Ke! An Ke! "
The host: "Wow, the audience really liked this performance. Song Enran Xi, I heard that your fans have been calling you a fairy. What does our Song An-ran Fairy think of this title? "
After being teased every day, Song An-ran could already look straight at this title without batting an eyelid. She pondered for a while, then smiled and said,
"As long as they like it."
# Today is another day of falling under the skirt of Song Anran, the god of flirting. #
**
The phone call a few days ago finally pulled Song An-ran back from the edge of the cliff. After these few days of putting down the burden in her heart, Song An-ran finally returned to her previous state.
After her mental and physical state recovered, the effect of her dance practice naturally improved by leaps and bounds. The members of the group watched her grow day by day and could not help but sigh at the gap between people. She was really a talented and hardworking child that no one could be jealous of.
"On the same day, at the same time
In the same place
… "
Song Anran repeatedly practiced a movement in front of the mirror in the training room. While he was focused,
"Ah ah ah!"
The member next to him suddenly burst into a scream, scaring Song Anran to jump up.
Song An-ran was easily frightened. She was most afraid of balloons exploding, being frightened by people, and suddenly exploding fireworks. She was not afraid of walking alone at night, not afraid of watching horror movies in the middle of the night, but she was most afraid of suddenly being frightened.
She quickly found a corner and pressed her back against the wall.
"What … what's wrong?"
"Augny, look over there, over there!"
In the direction of the gate, a thin and tall boy carrying a belt was approaching the training room.
With his arrival, the orderly training room began to explode. In just a few minutes, almost all the remaining trainees gathered together.
"It's Senior Zhen Yong from B1A4!"
"Hurry up, hurry up, go and inform them."
The girls who heard the news surrounded Zhen Yong, ready to make a move. A male creature suddenly appeared in the training room filled with female hormones. Moreover, he was a handsome and talented composer. Naturally, he attracted the attention of the trainees whose hearts were surging with young girls.
Song An-ran was not a girl who was keen on chasing stars, and she was not interested in the little fresh meat nowadays. It was reasonable to say that she should stay away from this group of irrational girl fans and not participate in this fan meeting. Who knew that when she saw Zhen Yong, when the trainees did not dare to come forward. She took the lead, tore off her name tag, and rushed in front of him to ask for his autograph.
"Senior Zhen Yong! Can you give me your autograph? "
After seeing it, Teru did not want to be left behind. She immediately ran over with the camera like a cameraman.
"I also want an autograph!"
Zhen Yong was a little scared by the girls who surrounded him, and he greeted them embarrassedly. He took Song An-ran's name tag and quickly signed his name. After getting the autograph, Song An-ran left, holding her name tag and secretly laughing.
After Song An-ran gave them a good start, Zhen Yong was instantly surrounded by the trainees who were waiting for an opportunity. He successfully held a small fan signing in Trainee 101.
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