I'm not targeting you,
I'm saying that anyone with a purchase rate below 50 will receive this treatment.
After the song ended, the trainees' eyes were filled with tears. The older trainees who hadn't debuted yet lowered their heads and secretly wiped their tears.
When the cherry blossoms wither,
Their future,
Where will it float to?
The atmosphere at the scene was a little gloomy.
Many fans below were shouting for the trainees not to cry.
The program team decided to let Pd Chang interview each instructor to express their gratitude for the past five months.
To alleviate everyone's gloomy mood,
To maintain the atmosphere of the live broadcast.
However, the audience at the scene and watching the live broadcast were not in the mood to listen to the instructors' chatter.
They were voting crazily,
Or eagerly waiting for the rankings to be announced.
Song An-ran was suffering more backstage than anyone else. Her dinner was too rushed,
And she didn't digest it properly before she went on stage to dance intensely.
When she performed "Pick"
Her body felt a little uncomfortable when she sang "Me",
But she didn't take it to heart,
She quickly changed her clothes and continued singing.
However, when she was singing, her stomach hurt like a flash flood. She felt dizzy, and she was so uncomfortable that she almost couldn't hold the microphone.
After enduring until the end of the performance, she gritted her teeth and used the last of her strength to walk to a place where the audience couldn't see her.
Song An-ran felt like all the nerves in her stomach were fighting, throbbing and throbbing with intense pain. The world in front of her was distorted into waves, swaying up and down.
Dizzy and dizzy.
Her head was full of paste.
"Oppa,
PD … Oppa,
My stomach hurts. "
The PD at the scene was nervously following the contestants backstage to prepare. Who would have thought that a white figure in front of the team would suddenly fall backward. The trainees began to riot, and everyone panicked.
Teru: "Augny, Augny. What's going on? "
Si-jong: "Enron Xi, what's wrong? Spread out a little, don't get too close. "
The two people who were closer to Song An-ran quickly surrounded her. For a moment, Teru was so anxious that he supported her body. He wanted to ask her about her condition immediately, but he was afraid of aggravating her condition so he didn't dare to move.
Kim Si-jong was also very flustered, but she was still steady. She immediately ordered all the trainees who were about to surround her to retreat, giving Song An-ran some breathing space.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the PD boss made a prompt decision. He squeezed into the crowd and picked up Song An-ran.
"All trainees will follow the original plan and change into their costumes for the next performance. Song An-ran trainees will be sent to the medical center for treatment, so don't worry. Now, everyone quickly get into the zone. Don't let this matter affect you. "
The on-site director, who had caught wind of the commotion, immediately stabilized all the trainees and reorganized the order of the scene.
For such a large-scale concert, there would definitely be a medical team on standby at all times, in case the audience or celebrities were in an emergency.
The PD boss strode to the backstage. Within a few minutes, Song An-ran was sent to the treatment center. Immediately, a doctor came to help after seeing their situation.
Doctor: "What symptoms?"
PD: "I heard from her that she had a stomachache."
Her face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, and her pupils were dilated.
After a simple diagnosis, the doctor in a white coat quickly pressed on Song An-ran's abdomen to confirm the source of the pain.
"Hiss!"
It was in the left quadrant area. It was most likely a stomachache.
"It should be a stomachache. What kind of pain is it?"
Song An-ran's stomach felt like it was being pricked by needles. The pain was unbearable. The next moment, it felt like the nerves in her stomach were twisted.
"Stabbing pain or cramping pain … I also feel like vomiting."
"It should be a stomach cramp. Take some medicine and rest. "
Thank God, it was not a big problem. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Doctor, how long will it take for Song Enran Xi to get better?"
The most important question now was whether Song An-ran could make it to the stage in time for the performance. Song An-ran was a popular contestant, and she was the main rapper of the last song. If she could not go on stage, the impact would be great.
"Conservatively speaking, within half an hour."
The PD boss quickly used the walkie-talkie to inform the on-site director.
"Director, nim …"
Song An-ran took the medicine with the help of the medical staff. She collapsed on the bed and waited for the medicine to take effect. She closed her eyes, but her eyebrows were tightly knitted together. It was obvious that she was still enduring the pain. The PD boss who carried Song An-ran walked into the ward and said hesitantly.
"Song Enran Xi, think about it …"
Song An-ran directly interrupted him.
"Okay. Oppa, 10 minutes. Wait for me for 10 minutes. I'll go change my clothes for the next performance. "
There was nothing to think about. This was her last debut performance. She only had a stomach cramp. It was a blessing in disguise.
The PD boss's face was slightly moved. In fact, as the on-site supervisor, he had seen many artists collapse on stage due to physical exhaustion or physical discomfort. There were also many artists who held on and continued to perform on stage. This was not surprising to him.
However, this girl who had collapsed on the ground a few minutes ago was now lying on the bed with her eyes closed. It was as if she had understood everything he wanted to ask. She directly asked them to wait for her for 10 minutes.
It was not "I can hold on", but "Wait for me for 10 minutes." In her world, there was no option to give up. She only knew that she had to go on stage and how long she had to go on stage.
There seemed to be an unlimited amount of energy hidden in such a delicate body. This child would definitely not be affected by such stage speed.
Song An-ran continued to close her eyes and slowly got used to the pain in her stomach. She did not know if it was numbness or the effect of the medicine.
The medical center was not far from the recording studio. She closed her eyes and amplified her hearing. She could hear the voices coming from the venue.
Pd Chang: "The time is 11: 35. The total number of votes is 200,000 …. The people are cautious …. Everyone is curious …. Who is in the 11th place? The top 11 …. "
The venue should be announcing the trainees in the 11th place.
"Okay, now it's public. CQ Entertainment's … Ahhhhhh …. "
The venue quieted down because of the announcement of the 11th place trainee. Song An-ran could hear the voices better. Although the last name was drowned out by the screams of the audience, the company name was enough for her to guess who was in the 11th place.
In the entire 101, there was only one company named CQ. Coincidentally, her company had only sent her.
She covered her eyes with her hand and her mind was blank. The pain in her heart even overshadowed the pain in her body. A long-lost sense of powerlessness swept over her.
A few staff members came in and out of the room. Everyone saw the results outside and wanted to come in to see her reaction.
But she covered her face with the back of her hand. No one could see her expression. No one knew if it was because of the pain or because she heard the ranking.
The audience was not relaxed either. When they heard the ranking announcement, everyone was shocked. Even if they were not Song An-ran's fans, no one thought that she would fall to this ranking.
She was a strong competitor for the center position. No matter what ranking, she was always in the top three. Now that she had suddenly fallen to the 11th place, it was a wake-up call for everyone.
When the ranking was announced, the live broadcast director deliberately cut the camera to the area where Song An-ran's signs were gathered to record their reactions.
Everyone watching the live broadcast saw a girl holding a Song An-ran sign cry when she heard the ranking. She covered her mouth as big drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"The national producers who support Song An-ran's trainees may be a little surprised by this result. Sure enough, the ranking of Production 101 is ever-changing. We can't relax for a moment. In the end, will Song An-ran's trainees be able to debut? Please keep this question in mind and wait until the end. "
The camera cut to CQ's producer, Kim Si-hwan. His expression was natural. He was not nervous, but he was not relaxed either. Kim Si-hwan was the former music director of JYP and had seen big scenes.
Although he was also caught off guard by this result, he still had to put on an act. Otherwise, he would not be able to control the other producers present.
11: 35 PM Song An-ran's real-time ranking was the 11th place, the most dangerous position for a debut.
At the same time, she was lying on the bed in the treatment center. She covered her eyes with her hands and her lips were pale.
11: 45 PM Ten minutes later, she propped herself up with her hands and went backstage to change her clothes and touch up her makeup.
She used bright red lipstick to cover her pale lips and then used a brush to brush her blush. She looked at the mirror, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.
She had just come down from the stage and was preparing to change her clothes and perform "Crush," which was very likely to be her debut song.
However, her body, which was still faintly hurting, clearly told her that everything was real, including her ranking. She suspected that this sudden stomach cramp was a prank arranged by God to attack her.
The PD shouted through the loudspeaker backstage, "The live broadcast has finished. All trainees, get ready to go on stage."
Song An-ran put down the brush and adjusted her collar. She took a deep look at herself in the mirror and turned to meet up with everyone.
Teru was beside the stairs, burning with anxiety. She kept looking around. When she saw Song An-ran appear at the corner at the last moment, she finally let out a sigh of relief.
She hurriedly grabbed Song An-ran's hand. After being stunned for a moment, she pulled her onto the stage to prepare.
The studio was extremely hot. Each of them ran back and forth on the stage. They were all sweating and their makeup was ruined very quickly. Song An-ran's hands were cold as if they had been soaked in ice water. Her palms were cold and sweaty.
"Ani Ha Xi Yo."
Song An-ran wore a blue striped sweater and jeans. She held a cup of milk tea and walked comfortably on the streets of Gangnam District. From time to time, passers-by recognized them and greeted them.
Gangnam District was a famous wealthy district in South Korea. Song An-ran was born in Busan and came to Seoul to study, so she had never been here before. However, ever since Uncle Bird's "Gangnam Style" became popular, she was quite curious about Gangnam District.
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