If those two words had not trembled, I would not have found myself miserable.

If the morning run was considered tiring, then the subsequent training proved that it was just an appetizer before the meal.

To integrate the students deeper into this new group and let them warm up for the training, Xiao Chuhong also resorted to the means used by large companies in employee training and team building.

The pitiful group of little white sheep fell into Teacher Xiao's wolf circle step by step.

The next morning, the staff of the program team woke up earlier than the students, but the rumors that had been spread after the interview yesterday woke up even earlier.

"The music prodigy, An Zidong, participated in Star Institute self-deprecated to compete for the champion with newcomers?" "Everything that Xiao Chuhong planned was just training newcomers for the few big companies." "Xiao Chuhong arrogantly bombarded the film and television production companies for having no conscience and wantonly making money." There were all kinds of reports.

On this day, under the encouragement of the entertainment reporters and the onlookers, the words "Xiao Chuhong", "Star Institute" and "An Zidong" firmly occupied the top three search trends.

After night fell, as time went on, more and more people were discussing, and the topic also became more and more biased.

"Teacher Xiao, someone is deliberately leading netizens off track." During the break, another deputy director from the program team whispered in her ear.

Xiao Chuhong accompanied the students to run around the villa for three laps. After a morning, the report released by the reporters last night had unknowingly changed.

"The situation is still quite stable. Don't worry about it for the time being. First, write down those misleading accounts and wait to take revenge." Xiao Chuhong went back to her room to wash up after giving instructions. She still had to keep an eye on the students in class. On the way, she also had to check the rough video that had been edited yesterday with Director Huang and ask about the advertising progress of the TV station.

The program, "Star Institute", was a little advanced. The TV station did not dare to buy it when the situation was not clear. Therefore, the commercial distribution of the program was related to the production party. As the head of the program, Xiao Chuhong had to understand every part to ensure the quality and return of the program. Only by doing this would there be the second and third season.

"By the way, tell Director Huang that after the student's first-day evaluation report is out, put it on my desk. I need to see it after lunch."

"Alright, Teacher Xiao!"

The standard for good students would change according to time, judging items, and different standards. How to be more systematic, accurate, and fully reflect a student's potential and development ability was a problem that Xiao Chuhong had always been concerned about before the project started.

There were differences between individuals. It was reasonable to measure them according to the characteristics and abilities of the famous stars in the past decade, but they would also miss out on some good students.

In this circle, besides appearance and ability, luck and timing were also very important. Unwilling to only make "replicas", Xiao Chuhong wanted to make "Star Institute" into a star dream factory, so she paid extra attention to the individual characteristics and temperament of this group of students.

If you wanted the audience to remember you, other than being good-looking, having special characteristics would also make it easy for you to have fans. If you were lucky, you may accidentally become famous and be selected by famous directors to film a blockbuster.

The student's evaluation report was to record and reflect their various abilities and characteristics. Many of the adding and subtracting settings were very unreasonable, but they would affect the instructors' choice at a critical moment. Only by understanding the instructors' preferences and the student's characteristics in advance would Xiao Chuhong be able to operate behind the scenes. It would prevent the students with high popularity from being eliminated prematurely due to their poor abilities and class performance, which would reduce the ratings and popularity of the program.

In the era of the upcoming national entertainment, popularity represented potential and traffic. If it worked well, it would bring a lot of benefits.

On the first day of the official class, the morning schedule was vocal training classes. Most of the students had more or less taken this kind of class. They were familiar with it, so the recording effect would naturally not be too bad.

During this time, the one responsible for teaching the students was the most popular folk song queen, Ming Ruolan.

Ming Ruolan was a well-known celebrity in China, who kept the highest record of singing at the Spring Festival Gala for 12 years in a row. She was the creator and keeper of the final song record at the Spring Festival Gala. Her strength and status were evident.

Ming Ruolan's temperament was better than her appearance, with a clear and penetrating voice. In addition, she was easygoing in class. When seeing her in person, the students were very excited. The atmosphere in the classroom was high.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

"Remember the position of the voice in your dantian and the feeling of muscle vibration. Control your breath and air. Relax your throat and tongue. You can't tighten them. Once you do, your voice will become unstable."

Everyone quickly entered the state, and they quickly understood and digested the knowledge that Ming Ruolan had explained.

"La~~~~~like me."

After finishing explaining, Ming Ruolan personally demonstrated. The three life teachers went to the classroom to check whether the students' vocal positions were standard or not and whether their breathing was appropriate.

"The premise of stabilizing the sound is the correct position, with stable breath just right through the volume of the sound position."

Ming Ruolan looked around before returning to the podium.

"Success is the result of countless ordinary little things constantly accumulating. To have a moving voice, diligence and hard work are indispensable. After all, no matter how good a teacher is, it is impossible to cultivate lazy students into geniuses.

Students, being a singer requires talent, but talent is not necessary. Actually, the purpose of practicing voice is not only to sing the song well but also to help us to speak things clearly and beautifully. That's all for today's class. Later, please practice by yourself. If there is anything unclear about today's lesson, you can raise your hands and ask."

Ming Ruolan's arrival gave the students a huge surprise. Engrossed in their studies, everyone felt that the morning had passed in an instant.

"Got it, Teacher Ming!" The students responded at the same time.

"Very good! You all learned very quickly! I am also here to thank you for earnestly listening to today's lesson. Finally, I wish everyone to learn and improve. See you at the next class!" Ming Ruolan bowed and said goodbye elegantly.

"Take care, Teacher Ming. Goodbye!" The students watched her leave, with their faces full of reluctance.

"All right, all right! Aiyo, these little brats, I've never seen you all so obedient and enthusiastic before! What, is it because I am not popular enough and not beautiful enough? " Xiao Chuhong pretended to be jealous and said angrily.

"No! Teacher Xiao, we love you too!" A boy below shouted exaggeratedly.

"Didn't Teacher Ming teach you how to speak more sincerely? Don't talk about me. No one will believe it if they hear it." Xiao Chuhong teased.

"I'll send Teacher Ming off first. You guys continue to practice. Don't be lazy!"

"Take care, Teacher Xiao. Goodbye!" Well, the voices of these students were really uniform.

"Sister, thank you so much for today!" Outside the classroom, Xiao Chuhong and Ming Ruolan walked as they spoke.

Ming Ruolan looked at her speechlessly, "What kind of relationship do we have? It's embarrassing to say this!"

"Friendship is friendship, but I should thank you for this! Besides, I won't give you money, nor will I treat you to a meal." Xiao Chuhong chuckled.

"You!" Ming Ruolan tapped Xiao Chuhong's forehead with her index finger, showing a helpless look.

"Actually, before coming here today, I was quite nervous. All along, I was the one listening to lectures. This is the first time that I taught someone! To be honest, I have never been this nervous during the Spring Festival Gala. If you hadn't found someone to help me organize the teaching outline, I would have made a fool of myself in public today." Ming Ruolan was also very easy-going in private and did not look like a folk song queen.

Xiao Chuhong waved her hand, "Don't mention it. I, Xiao Chuhong, will not entrap friends, let alone good sisters! And who are you? Even if you show your ability casually, it will be enough for the students and media to be surprised for several days.

Today, you came. Next time, I will also invite Mu Yao over. That scene is simply too great! When the time comes, I will see how that chaotic and negative media will end up!"

"No way! But if she really came, it would be great. But she hasn't sung all these years, has she?" When hearing that the person was coming, Ming Ruolan was very surprised.

Mu Yao was a living legend, whose status and fame were far higher than hers. She was a character on the altar. If Star Institute could invite her to be an instructor, the entire world would probably pay attention to this program.

"She didn't sing for a long time, but after retiring, she practiced every day and didn't miss a day!" Xiao Chuhong said with a smile.

Seeing this, Ming Ruolan nodded in relief, "That's not bad!"

After retiring, many experts neglected their practice. Slowly, their abilities were like the glory of the past which never returned.

Ming Ruolan and Xiao Chuhong walked to the edge of the tree pool and sat down. Ming Ruolan sighed and said, "These children are really cute, with good looks. We haven't seen each other for a few years. Back then, the little guy who needed to hold my hand to sing well turned into an elegant young man in the blink of an eye."

"Of course! Don't you see who found these people?" Hearing Ming Ruolan praise this group of students, Xiao Chuhong looked very proud.

"An Zidong is not bad. Among so many people, he is the most famous one. However, he is not arrogant at all. He is very serious in class and training, with a good temper. Most of the staff have a high opinion of him. Other than him, there are also a few who are very outstanding. Their future is also limitless."

Hearing this, Ming Ruolan could not help but be curious, "Among this group of students, which one do you favor the most? Or which few?"

Xiao Chuhong shook her head, "It's still too early to talk about this now. I can call out a few of them based on their temperament and appearance. But you also know that these are just stepping stones. How good their perception is, and whether they are willing to make efforts and suffer decide how far they can go in the future."

"Sigh! Nowadays, people become famous too quickly, and fewer are willing to work hard." Looking at the declining industry, Ming Ruolan felt sad.

"That's why I have to do this idol class! I don't believe that I can't get one or two good students even if I put in all my efforts. When the time comes, let's see how our children beat up their superstars." Xiao Chuhong smiled confidently.

"Yes! That's why the old friends would spare no effort to support you and cooperate with you!" At Ming Ruolan's age and level, money and power were no longer tempting to her. The only thing that could catch their attention was probably the advancement of professional skills and the inheritance of skills.

"But it's not easy to succeed in this industry! It will take a long time." Thinking about what she had been through in the past, Ming Ruolan was a little worried that Xiao Chuhong couldn't do well.

At first, when first entering the industry, everyone was very tolerant of newcomers. But the further they went, the pickier they became. Moreover, their competitors were getting stronger and stronger. If not careful, they would lose everything. In this kind of challenge and environment, all of the first-tier stars had gone through a lot of storms and survived.

"The future will eventually belong to these children. Let's not worry so much! I have taught them my skills. Who can they blame if they don't practice hard? And now is not the time to fight hard. There is still a student of mine here. If not, I will keep an eye on him and make up for his lessons in private. He can still succeed in a few years."

She meant that her student was very good and could succeed after working hard.

Ming Ruolan frowned and thought carefully, but she could not guess which one of these students was most likely Xiao Chuhong's disciple.

Seeing that it was almost time, Xiao Chuhong got up to see Ming Ruolan off. She watched her car disappear from her sight before turning around and walking back to the computer room.

Xiao Chuhong went to check the sample. The three life teachers stared at the students' practice. In the blink of an eye, the morning classes had passed. After a short break after class, Xiao Chuhong was in charge of giving everyone physical classes in the afternoon.

Perhaps influenced by the morning, the students were already very enthusiastic at the beginning of the class, even though Xiao Chuhong taught the most basic part of dancing.

"In the future, come to the dance room before class every afternoon and change into the practice clothes. No matter whether the teacher comes or not, you have to start the warm-up exercise first. After the class, you can practice it separately. Is everyone clear?" Xiao Chuhong clapped her hands and asked.

"Understood!"

"Good! Let's start the class now!"

Xiao Chuhong gestured for the students to split into two groups and sit down.

"I give the physical class. To be precise, it is a dance class. Dance training is very helpful for shaping the body, and shape is also very important in performance. It is one of the compulsory courses for actors..."

After class, the students dragged their sore bodies out of the dance classroom. When returning to the hotel, all of them collapsed on the bed and wailed.

The first day of training was a little bitter. However, they could see such a big star like Ming Ruolan closely and even be taught by her, which was unimaginable in the past. This group of students complained while looking forward to the early arrival of tomorrow.

At night, the students either called home or reported the situation on the first day of school to their agents.

Feng Yufei called Pan Yumei while An Zidong was taking a shower. Before ending the call, she made a small request to Pan Yumei - to send her textbooks and exercise books to the hotel.

There were no classes arranged at night in the school, and the training was not heavy at the moment. Not wanting to waste the nighttime for nothing, Feng Yufei simply read books to avoid falling too far behind in school lessons and ranking low.

After hearing this, Pan Yumei agreed without saying a word. She even encouraged the studious Feng Yufei, saying that she entered the state very quickly.

Hanging up on Feng Yufei's call, Pan Yumei rubbed her aching temples. She stretched out her foot, turned the chair around, and looked out of the window. At this time, it was already night in Beiping, when the outside view was prosperous and enchanting with all the lights.

The next morning, they started their morning run. Then, they practiced vocal lessons in the morning and danced in the afternoon. For five days, there were no new instructors. The patience and interest of the students were slowly worn out.

Every day, the performance of the students was recorded by the staff outside the field. The results of each day's evaluation would appear in Xiao Chuhong's office at noon the next day. After a week, these reports would affect the subsequent student groups.

On the sixth day, Xiao Chuhong took the students to her office for the first time. Li Muqing sighed to herself - it was finally about to begin.

It could be foreseen that after today, the relationship between the students would no longer be as harmonious as before. The internal elimination competition would officially begin with the end of the conversation, and the competition between them would become more and more intense.

The first to be called was An Zidong. He came out of the dance classroom with a perturbed heart and knocked on the door of Xiao Chuhong's office.

"You're here! Have a sit!" Xiao Chuhong was reading the student's evaluation report with her black-rimmed glasses.

"Hello, Teacher Xiao! What can I do for you?" An Zidong sat down opposite her, with flat hands and straight back.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want to chat with you.

How is it? You've been here for a few days, and your training is quite hard. Can you still persevere?" Xiao Chuhong opened the report and looked up at An Zidong's eyes, with a gentle and soft tone.

An Zidong was stunned for a moment. His nervous mood had just been relieved by Xiao Chuhong's soft tone. When turning around, he found several cameras around him. He could not help but straighten his taut back like a pine tree.

This child, why was he getting more and more nervous as he trained? Shouldn't he take it for granted?

Xiao Chuhong was surprised but didn't change her facial expression.

"I felt tired before. I might have gotten used to it these two days and felt much better." An Zidong paused for a moment and answered slowly. Being a little uneasy and anxious, his throat was a little dry.

"I see! By the way, do you want some water?" Xiao Chuhong's tone was calm as she buried her head in the documents.

"Thank you, Teacher Xiao. I am not thirsty." An Zidong glanced at Feng Yufei's evaluation report out of the corner of his eye. He leaned forward slightly, wanting to see more. Unfortunately, their distance was a little far. He could see the title but not the specific content.

After reading the last one, Xiao Chuhong took out An Zidong's report and tapped the table lightly with her hand holding a pen. An Zidong blinked hard and quietly looked away, pretending to listen carefully.

"How many times have you called home these days?" Xiao Chuhong suddenly changed the topic, making An Zidong a little confused.

"Every night." he answered honestly.

"Then do you know how many times your roommate, Feng Yufei, called home?" Xiao Chuhong's question made An Zidong fall into deep thought.

He called several times, but why ask me?