Song Baiyi is the C position of the SYI boy group. The part of the debut song is almost 40 seconds, the most among all the members.

Learning a song for 10 seconds in 40 minutes, and then roughly jumping off the whole paragraph, is still very easy for Cheng Zhi's ability.

Everyone looked at Cheng Zhi in disbelief.

Bai Tong broke the frozen scene, "I also want to dance Song Baiyi's part, doesn't it mean fair competition? Then let me show you what it means to deserve your name."

After all, Bai Tong stood up, took off his sports coat confidently, raised his head and walked to the middle of the practice room, looking like he was sure of winning.

Bai Tong was secretly happy in his heart, with Cheng Zhi as a foil for him, the chances of him winning the c position on the stage would be even greater.Thinking this way, Bai Tong directed the others to press the accompaniment switch, and his body moved with the music.

Cheng Zhi didn't speak, just watched Bai Tong's movements indifferently, there was no big problem with his rhythm and strength, and the part to sing was not bad.

He guessed, compared it with the original video in his mind, and he could give it a passing grade.

After the song ended, Bai Tong lifted his bangs triumphantly, and looked at Cheng Zhi provocatively, "Did you see? The difference in level between the two of us is too big, what qualifications do you think you have to compete with me for the C position?"

Cheng Zhi snorted, pulled the zipper of the sports jacket to the highest position, and took out a mask from his pocket to cover his face. The shape was exactly the same as Song Baiyi's in the video.

Seeing his movements, Bai Tong couldn't help laughing, "Why? Did you cover your face because you were afraid of losing face?"

Several other players in the team looked at Cheng Zhi's actions as if they had discovered something, and discussed in a low voice below.

"Are you imitating Song Baiyi's look in the video?"

"Hehe, Dong Shi is just imitating."

"Does he have no self-knowledge, blocking his face and only letting us see the action, what a hot eye."

Cheng Zhi didn't care about their evaluation of him, walked up to him, and reached out to press the music playback button.

Although he covered his face with a mask, when Cheng Zhi stood over, the sharp aura in his eyes couldn't be blocked. Just standing there, it was like a different person. The other contestants suddenly felt that something was different.

They were attracted by the atmosphere around Cheng Zhi one by one, and stared at him intently.

For Cheng Zhi, although the world has changed and his body has changed, he can still dance smoothly and gracefully. When the music plays, Cheng Zhi's arms draw beautiful arcs in the air one after another. A little unfamiliar, but still able to hit every beat very well.

Song Baiyi's dance style looks light and casual, but it is difficult to make the same feeling as him. This is because Song Baiyi's basic skills are very good, and the seemingly simple movements are very beautiful when he does them.

But for some people who are not so solid in dancing, such as Bai Tong, when he danced just now, there were a few places that were awkward and not very good-looking.

But Cheng Zhi is different from Bai Tong. He has danced since elementary school, and he has mastered all kinds of basic skills. Even if he changes his body, he can still make beautiful dance moves based on his memory and feeling.

For Cheng Zhi, dancing may be as simple as eating.

In addition to perfectly replicating Song Baiyi's dance moves, Cheng Zhi also subconsciously added his own style to the dance, and the clean and neat moves attracted everyone's attention.

Because of the large range of movements, the wrist protruding from the cuff swayed in front of everyone indistinctly, it was a bit dazzlingly white, and with the ease in Cheng Zhi's eyes, he seemed to be shining in the eyes of others.

Song Baiyi, who was standing at the door, just glanced at it, and felt a slight tickle in his heart, a little itchy.

It has been two years since Song Baiyi made his debut. He has seen countless people dance to his debut song, but in his opinion, they are all mediocre and imitating his movements by stepping on the rhythm.

But now, it seems a little different.

The kid in front of him, who was wearing the same black sports coat as he was then, was not only imitating his movements, but more...becoming him.

Song Baiyi was taken aback by the thoughts in his mind, and quickly denied himself.

Everyone is an independent individual, how can it be said that this child is becoming him.

He can only be himself.

Thinking of this, Song Baiyi felt a lot of relief in his heart, and couldn't help but lament that the young people are really scary now.

......

After the show was over, the other six teammates looked at each other for a few moments, but none of them spoke first, especially Bai Tong, whose face turned blue and red.

"It seems... he's quite powerful. Have we stereotyped him a bit?"

"No way, didn't he overturn on the first stage? It's only been three days, how can he improve so much?"

Hearing other people's comments, Bai Tong couldn't sit still. He quickly stood up and said to Cheng Zhi, "Impossible! The SYI boy group has debuted for so long, you must be ready! It is estimated that you will learn this one year in advance." Let's sing!"

Cheng Zhi was sweating a little from dancing, so he removed his bangs and mask, revealing beautiful and delicate eyebrows, and gave Bai Tong a kind smile.

He licked his lips, and delivered what he just said to Bai Tong in a mocking tone.

"Our level is too different, I don't want to communicate with you, everyone should speak with their strength."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Zhi sat back in his original seat and didn't even look at Bai Tong.

In the following part of the lyrics, Cheng Zhi directly sang a part of the lyrics that originally belonged to Song Baiyi.

Bai Tong threw the lyrics book in his hand, and left without looking back.

Seeing Bai Tong's movements, the others looked at each other and followed without saying a word, leaving Cheng Zhi alone in the practice room to study the dance moves.

......

A group of people went out in a mighty way, and they ran into Song Baiyi who was swiping his phone to look up information as soon as they turned the corner.

Bai Tong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to meet his mentor here, he nodded, and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Song is good." Others also greeted Song Baiyi.

Song Baiyi who heard the movement hummed, looked up at the people in front of him, and recognized them as the group of people who were in the practice room just now.

Song Baiyi glanced at them, but didn't see the kid named Cheng Zhi just now.

Bai Tong had just been shown by Cheng Zhi, just when he was in embarrassment, he turned around and raised his foot to leave, when he heard Song Baiyi asking.

"Are you done practicing?"

"Ah? Teacher Song, did you see us just now?" Bai Tong looked at Song Baiyi in surprise. He didn't expect Song Baiyi to notice him, and he was a little surprised.

Song Baiyi hummed lightly, "I just passed by and saw you dancing "never". It feels pretty good. I'm looking forward to your performance on stage."

Hearing this, Bai Tong's feeling of oppression that Cheng Zhi had given him just now disappeared, and he secretly cocked his tail.

No matter how good you Cheng Zhi is at dancing, can you have the same chance as me to communicate with Song Baiyi face to face?

Thinking of this, Bai Tong felt a little buoyant in his heart.

Others became excited when they heard that the top instructors were optimistic about their stage, and everyone asked the instructors for their opinions on songs and dances.

Song Baiyi carefully analyzed the points that need to be paid attention to when dancing this song and the breathing points of singing. The six people, including Bai Tong, listened so carefully that they almost took out their notebooks to take notes.

At the end, Bai Tong suddenly plucked up the courage to ask, "Then Teacher Song should have seen my performance just now, right? Do you have any good suggestions?"

When the others heard this, they all echoed: "Brother Tong, you have to have confidence! I think you have performed very well!"

"That's right! If you go to practice for a few more days, you will definitely win the c position!"

The original small classroom suddenly turned into a flattering meeting of Bai Tong. Song Baiyi didn't interrupt them, but listened quietly and waited until everyone had said something about the same before he opened his mouth.

"You're dancing pretty well, the tempo is on, and your movements are smooth."

Bai Tong's eyes lit up immediately after being recognized by Song Baiyi, and his tone couldn't hide the excitement, "Really! Thank you Teacher Song, I will continue to work hard!"

Before Bai Tong was happy, Song Baiyi pointed out Bai Tong's shortcomings in a tactful tone.

"However, your basic skills are not very solid, your lower body is a bit unstable, and the frame is too small when dancing, so there is still a lot of room for improvement. I hope you can intentionally improve in our future training."

Song Baiyi thought for a while and continued to add: "Well, there is still a little distance from the c position, keep going, I look forward to seeing your progress in the future."

Hearing this, Bai Tong finally understood what Song Baiyi meant by saying this: You can dance well, but compared with Cheng Zhi, it is still more than a star and a half behind.

When the other people around heard this, they didn't dare to speak out anymore.

Hearing what Song Baiyi said, Bai Tong couldn't bear it, feeling that the wound he had just given by Cheng Zhi was left in the sun and whipped repeatedly.I wanted to find a hole to bury myself in.

Although Bai Tong was embarrassed, he was facing his senior, the c-position of SYI, and the current mentor of the show-Song Baiyi. He tried his best to manage his expressions to prevent himself from losing his composure in front of his mentor. "Okay, I see, thank you Teacher Song for your guidance."

Song Baiyi nodded, turned and left.

Not far away, his phone vibrated, and a message popped up, which was the assistant's reply.

"Mr. Song, you just asked me to watch Cheng Zhichu's stage. The rating is F. There is nothing wrong."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

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