Chapter 601： I really can't get up

Chapter 601 I really can’t get up

“But if I want to build you into an all-round artist, it’s really not enough.

So I hope you don’t take too much care of yourselves, and you must race against time to participate in the training. Your efforts will always be rewarded in the future! "

Everyone nodded vigorously, their blood filled with blood just waiting to be turned into sweat and spread on the training ground.

“I can assure you that as long as you keep up with my pace, even if you cannot compete in the top ten, you will definitely gain a lot and your star will rise step by step in the future.

It depends on whether you can make up your mind. "

"Must do it!" A tall, thin young man with a cheerful personality said loudly: "Isn't it just half a year? Half a year can be exchanged for a bright future. This is a sure-profit deal.

Teacher Xiaoan, I will do whatever you say! "

“Teacher Xiaoan, we believe in you!”

"Okay," An Zhixia nodded with a smile, "First of all, I will start with your food and daily life. The restaurant is not crowded now, so everyone lines up in an orderly manner and goes quietly.

I know that everyone has been hungry all night, and their stomachs are empty enough to swallow a cow.

But you must remember your identity. No matter when and where you are, managing your figure is a compulsory course for you as an artist.

Appetite cravings are human nature, but controlling them appropriately will make us healthier, more energetic, and have a balanced metabolism.

It is best not to eat two hours before going to bed, so I suggest that you have a bowl of porridge later, until you are half full.

I will list a detailed menu for everyone to choose from later, and try to ensure that you have balanced nutrition, a feeling of fullness, and can persist for a long time without affecting your training! "

Everyone nodded, and no one raised any objection.

Over at the canteen, An Zhixia had already sent someone to say hello in advance, and now all kinds of fragrant and soft rice porridge had been served.

Looking at the rich variety of food in the restaurant, everyone felt even more hungry. Their eyes were fixed on the meat, but they could only eat the grain porridge in the bowl bitterly.

Fortunately, the five-grain porridge was cooked according to the method given by An Zhiqiu. The ingredients were first-class, and the cooking techniques and time were very particular. Therefore, the porridge tasted particularly good, which slightly calmed the gluttony hidden in everyone's body.

After the students had finished eating, they gathered in the conference room again.

An Zhi Xiaxin is only a member of the "Star Project" column team. In addition to arranging Ban Lei and others, they keep an eye on the work of each department. When she was wandering around out of curiosity, she installed many hidden cameras in the building, and the pictures captured could be transmitted to her mobile phone in real time via Bluetooth within 100 meters.

Because of her previous deliberate delay, they were at a different pace from the other members of the judging panel. An Zhixia can completely see that there is not much difference between the judges in class organization and management. Although they are not carved from the same mold, they are definitely related.

It seems that these things should be scripts given by the column team, right?

But she didn’t have one?

However, she didn't care, she still said the same thing, strength speaks louder than all eloquence.

Besides, there is no script to regulate it, so she has a lot of room to play!

An Zhixia is mentally strong and can start studying hard while listening.

The task given to her by the "Star Project" program team is to be the teacher of the six major classes, and teachers are naturally the ones who teach the students various professional knowledge and abilities.

The work of the head teacher is relatively general. She can bring two helpers to organize and manage the class together.

An Zhixia has scanned and identified all the information of all the members of her class and stored it in the computer in the supermarket for future retrieval.

“Everyone has just finished eating, and I still have two hours to hold the first class meeting for everyone.” An Zhixia stood on the stage, holding the microphone and said with a chuckle.

“First of all, I would like to thank everyone for participating in the recording of the ‘Star Project’ column. It is fate that we all get together. I hope that we can coexist peacefully, supervise each other, and make progress together in the future!

Secondly, our class has one more student than other classes, with a total of 460 students.

In order to facilitate management, I need to divide you into small groups that can still work together. "

As soon as they heard about the division of classes, everyone became commotion.

They were already unlucky enough to be in An Zhixia's big class, and now they have to be divided into smaller classes. Who doesn’t worry about who they will live with in the next six months?

Because the five judges had scripts in their hands, the way they divided the classes was deliberately different, such as drawing lots, free team formation, signing contracts, etc.

An Zhixia coughed, and everyone in the conference room immediately fell silent and looked at her eagerly.

She chuckled and said: "We are not very familiar with each other, so I cannot accurately identify your temperament, abilities, etc., let alone divide the classes in a scientific and fair way.

So, everyone is divided into twelve classes according to the order of their numbers.

What I want to say is that this is just a temporary ranking!

The next twelve classes will represent your strength. The first and second classes are the top student classes, and adjustments will be made every week. "

Everyone was excited after hearing this. Four hundred and sixty students were competing. Thinking about it, it was a scene full of fighting spirit.

The classes have been divided and it is already early in the morning.

Everyone lined up in order according to class ranking, waiting for An Zhixia to continue giving orders.

“Thank you for your hard work today, go to bed early when you get back. We will meet at 5:30 tomorrow morning. Is there any problem?” Her face was slightly solemn.

The enthusiastic young people shouted at the top of their lungs: "No problem."

Hooded up all the opposing voices.

“Ms. An Zhixia, it’s already early in the morning. By the time we find a bed, wash up, lie down and fall asleep, it will probably be around one o’clock. We will gather at half past five. Can you help me calculate how long we can rest in a day?

Although we need to train well, we can’t guarantee sleep, so how can we talk about anything else?

You Xia Hua are so inhumane..."

“Most of us are night owls, we can go to bed late, but we definitely can’t get up. Ms. An Zhixia, you are the class teacher, can you please be more professional?

It’s not difficult to make some reasonable requirements that everyone can meet, right? "

The foreign students started making noises one after another, obviously not planning to gather at 5:30 tomorrow.

An Zhixia tapped the loudspeaker, and the slightly harsh sound of electricity successfully stopped everyone from talking.

“How many people are unable to gather at half past five?”

As soon as she finished speaking, most of the people raised their hands.

Seeing that there were so many people with the same opinion, they became more confident and continued to choke out: "Ms. An Zhixia, we really can't afford it.

It’s not bad to meet at seven o’clock. Eight o’clock after dinner is the best time in my memory.

We can do physical exercises and memorize at the same time, and achieve multiple things with one stone, so why do we have to divert our sleeping time? "

“We don’t want to wear our bodies down for the sake of the show…”

(End of this chapter)