"F."
This is the rating Kang Hye-won received.
Even though they were so far apart, Pei Yourong could still feel Jiang Huiyuan's loss.
As if to loudly tell everyone present that the plot was about to take a turn, the next few trainees who appeared failed to reach the previous level, let alone exceeded it, and couldn't even come close.
It's a completely polarizing performance.
Kim Min Joo, who has the same beautiful appearance as Kang Hye Won, received a "D" after the former's appearance.
The same catastrophic performance, the same disappointed expression.
Pei Yunzhen, who has seen many big scenes, couldn't help but frown when she looked at the new trainees on stage. Even if she had been mentally prepared, it was difficult to resist the oncoming audio and visual impact like this.
She began to wonder if she was getting too little money.
The instructors, who tried their best to manage their expressions, gave two "D"s again and waved to the two girls on standby to come up.
This is the first group of RB trainees to appear.
"Are we in the first group of AKB now?" Pei Yunzhen asked.
"Vest." Zhaoyou nodded.
"One is number one in singing and the other is number one in dancing?" Cui Yingjun looked at their resumes.
Just like that, the two talented people started performing.
And every second that passed, the instructors' brows frowned more and more, and by the end, Pei Yunzhen couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
"Ah, that's true."
"Can trainee Yu Hai show you the dance?" Zhaoyou asked again after the two of them finished their performance.
The person she named was the one who was good at dancing on his resume.
But after the other party finished their performance, the instructors' brows still didn't relax.
"That's outrageous."
"I'm a little depressed."
"First of all, I have strength but I don't control it very well. After watching the performance, I honestly don't know if I can win the first place in the dance competition."
Pei Yunzhen held the microphone with a cold expression like a judge. She stated indifferently and finally gave her opinion in a sentencing style.
"If this state continues, I won't be able to stand on the stage."
The eyes of the two people on the stage began to glow, and there were also slight comments from the RB trainees behind the instructor's seat.
But Pei Yunzhen ignored those. She faithfully played the role of a cold-faced mentor according to the script, which not only ensured a large amount of camera content, but also made this audition start to look more like a draft.
"D."
"D."
"F."
The stages carefully prepared by groups of RB trainees are summarized by letters without much emotion.
"What I want to know is, aren't you idols who are currently active in the industry?"
When Pei Yunzhen grabbed the microphone again, the seven RB trainees who had just finished performing on the stage couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. To be honest, they also had a clear understanding of their own strength, especially after seeing their colleagues in front of them being raped. It's so worthless.
But when an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl is criticized so harshly in public, even if she has debuted and been active, she will inevitably feel uneasy and sad.
"Yes." They nodded nervously.
"Why were you chosen?" Pei Yunzhen asked again.
"..." Pei Yunzhen responded with silence.
"Aren't you chosen because of your merits and special abilities?"
"In RB, being cute and making fans happy are the most important things."
"Cultural differences, I understand."
Pei Yunzhen nodded. After so long preparations, it was time to encourage these trainees: "There have been examples of rising from F to A before. Now that you are here, let's try to work hard."
Then she took the lead in applauding.
Pei Yourong also clapped.
After who knows how long, and after watching countless stages, Pei Yourong finally saw the assistant PD waving to her.
It's her turn to take the stage.
However, before Pei Yourong performed, she had to wait for someone else's performance to finish.
After another trainee came on stage, Pei Yunzhen looked at the resume in front of her eyes, and her tone was not as harsh as before: "Ah, is he a very powerful candidate? Very popular?"
The screen in the backstage could see the stage scene in front. When Pei Yourong came out of the dressing room, he happened to catch up with Miyawaki Sakura's appearance.
She had lived in RB for so long, the name "Miyawaki Sakura" was not unfamiliar to her, but Pei Yourong had almost all the impressions of Miyawaki Sakura.
And now she has the chance to experience it for herself.
When Miyawaki Sakura came on stage, many trainees were talking about it.
After the performance, the discussion became even louder.
Pei Yourong watched it in the background, and her inner comments were so instigating that she couldn't help but whisper: "It's at a B level at best."
This time the discussion between the tutors seemed to last longer.
After a long time, Zhaoyou picked up the microphone: "Now announce Miyawaki Sakura's level——"
"It's A."
Pei Yourong blinked in confusion and looked at the screen. Miyawaki Sakura couldn't help crying after getting the rating. For a moment, she didn't know whether the instructors' decision was right or wrong.
She only knew that when the red-eyed Miyawaki Sakura returned to the background and passed by her, he was cuter in person than on the screen.
…
Miyawaki Sakura walked unsteadily, the tears secreting from her hot eyes were a bit annoying, making her unable to see the road clearly.
Suddenly, she saw a hand stretched out in front of her, with a pack of tissues on it.
"Hey, is it you?" Miyawaki Sakura raised her head and recognized the person in front of her.
It's the trainee sitting at the top.
"Pei... Yourong?" She said in an orthodox but slightly lame pronunciation.
"Would you like to wipe it first?" Pei Yourong pointed at Miyawaki Sakura's eyes.
"Thank you...Eh?!" Miyawaki Sakura said, suddenly her eyes widened: "You speak Japanese?"
Pei Yourong raised his eyebrows, looking like "Is this weird?"
"Anyway, if you don't apply makeup, it will all be spent!" Pei Yourong saw a staff member behind her gesturing to her. She, who suffered from some kind of abnormal obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't help but reach out her hand.
Miyawaki Sakura only saw a white shadow approaching, and then she closed her eyes subconsciously, but when the hands fell on her eyelids, they became surprisingly slow and gentle.
Her hand was half raised in the air stiffly, as if there was nowhere to put it, but after the moisture was gradually wiped away, Miyawaki Sakura's tense heart became inexplicably relaxed.
"Okay." Pei Yourong looked at the "renewed" Miyawaki Sakura with a somewhat satisfied expression.
Miyawaki Sakura wanted to say thank you, but after thinking about it, he realized that the other party was too "rude".
"I didn't ask you to wipe it." Miyawaki Sakura lowered her head, feeling secretly ashamed.
And just when she was pulling herself back, Pei Yourong had already walked away.
Miyawaki Sakura seemed to have noticed something. She suddenly raised her head and couldn't help shouting at the back: "Where are you going?"
Pei Yourong stopped when she heard the sound. She turned around and smiled at Miyawaki Sakura.
"It's my turn to take the stage."
