In the end, An Yang's interview ended with a modern dance under the instruction of the judges, and he was successfully accepted.

While

"Accepted because of Tai Chi," Kim Nam-joon, Min Yoon-ki, and Anyang never got tired of talking about it. In the beginning, they were so scared that they even practiced Tai Chi with Anyang for a while.

Before becoming a trainee, Anyang had not systematically learned rap, and he knew nothing about composition and lyrics. However, his ability to imitate and learn was very strong. He could roughly sing other people's rap after listening to it a few times, but it would take some time to digest it into his own style.

As for composition, he was an inspirational player. Occasionally, when inspiration came, he could make a short clip that would make people's eyes light up, but it was rare for him to make a pure hippop song.

This made Fang Si-hyuk, who wanted to form a hippop group, very worried. He could only let Min Yoon-ki and Kim Nam-joon teach Anyang more and cultivate this kid's black soul.

As a result, the three of them spent more time together than Ye Yizhou and Anyang. During the day, they sang and danced in the practice room, and at night, they had to brainstorm in the studio. Min Yoon-ki, Kim Nam-joon, and Anyang's "comradeship" was quickly established.

Ye Yizhou was originally worried that Anyang would not be able to adapt to the life of a trainee, but he did not expect this kid to be like a fish in water here. For Anyang, it was very interesting to be able to learn new things every day. Even if he was physically and mentally exhausted on the first day, he would wake up fresh the next day.

The only problem was that once he encountered something he was interested in, he would study it day and night.

Min Yoon-ki had always thought that he was so engrossed in his work that he forgot to eat and sleep, but in the end, his new brother was even worse than him. It was as if he was possessed. When he was sleeping in his chair, he saw Brother Yoon writing and drawing with his headphones on. When he woke up, he was still writing and drawing with his headphones on, forcing him to drag his brother out to eat and sleep. Kim Nam-joon even laughed and said that since Anyang's arrival, Brother Yoon's work and rest schedule had become more regular than before, although he would still pull an all-nighter when it was time.

On this day, Min Yoon-ki took his younger brother out of the studio for a meal as usual. Along the way, he bumped into Ye Yizhou and Kim Nam-joon. There was also a new face behind them.

"This is a new trainee. She's in the same dormitory as us." Ye Yizhou stepped to the side, giving way to the person behind him.

The new trainee bowed. "Greetings, seniors. My name is Jung Ho-seok. I was born in 1994."

Kim Nam-joon interrupted from the side, "He's a relative from an underground dance troupe. His dancing is really good."

"Oh!

Really? "Anyang widened his eyes in surprise." Can Nam Joon's dancing really be saved? "

"What!

Am I bad at dancing? "

"If you use your face to dance, you're definitely first class."

"Brother Yoon!

How can you say that too! "

Jung Ho-seok, who was standing to the side, could not help but laugh. This was the first time he had seen such a natural and intimate relationship between trainees. His nervous and uneasy heart calmed down in an instant.

In the end, Ye Yizhou waved his hand and took his younger brothers out for a meal of barbecued meat. He called it a welcome dinner for his new brother.

Anyang complained. It was obviously because he had been eating alone for the past few days that he had been too lonely. Now that he had dragged his younger brother out for a meal, he was unceremoniously slapped on the back of his head by Brother Ye.

Although Jung Ho-seok had entered Dahei through dancing, he was still arranged to take rap and composition classes. According to PD Fang, he could not waste his talent.

Anyang always felt that PD Fang was like a big bad wolf, tricking a little sheep. Wasn't Brother Yoon tricked into becoming a trainee? He even told him that he did not need to dance, that he just needed to move. In the end, practicing dance every day was extraordinarily tiring.

However, he was still very happy to have someone to learn rap and composition with. At least when he was so worried that he was about to go bald, he suddenly felt less tired when he saw the same troubled face beside him.

Anyang: "After all, other people's pain is the source of my happiness."

Because of this friendship, Anyang was the first to get familiar with Jung Ho-seok. Coupled with his dancing skills, every time the group choreographed the dance, he did not have to rack his brains alone. There was also someone who took on the task of teaching Nam Joon. No matter how Anyang looked at it, this brother of his was like an angel who saved the dying and helped the injured. Therefore, he was especially attentive, which made his friends jealous. The most obvious one was Min Yoon-ki. There were a few times when he stopped asking Anyang to eat and rest.

Anyang was a slow little idiot. At first, he did not realize that his brother was jealous. After a few meals, he finally realized that his brother was jealous. His whole body exuded an aura of "come and coax me."

Wow, this brother is really too cute.

Anyang tried his best to hold back his laughter. He seriously acted as Min Yoon-ki's little tail for the whole day. After dance practice, he immediately handed him water and a towel. If his brother wanted to stay for dance practice, he would accompany him. When his brother went to the composition room, he would quietly follow him. When it was time, he even took the initiative to bring food to his brother.

Min Yoon-ki was secretly happy, but his face was full of disdain. "Why do you want to follow me?

Are you a follower? "

"Because I like you."

"… What's wrong with you?

Are you a straight ball player? "

"Don't you have to say that you like me? Oh, brother, your ears are red."

"Ah!

Anyang!

Shut up! "

"Ne-"

Min Yoon-ki slapped this brat who dared to tease his brother and could not help but laugh.

The originally small dormitory became more and more crowded due to the increase in the number of people. The toothbrushing cup on the sink in the bathroom could not be placed there. After thinking for a second, Anyang decisively dragged Brother Yoon, who was in charge of the family's finances, to the supermarket to buy shelves after afternoon practice.

When they arrived at the dormitory, Nam Joon was also there. Anyang took the things apart and handed them to him. He asked him to put the top part of the bar that reached the ceiling first. He and Min Yoon-ki leaned against each other to study the instruction manual.

It turned out that they had been too worried about the king of destruction who pulled the door handle and twisted the sound system too early.

After a while, Nam Joon suddenly shouted in panic. Anyang looked up and saw that a piece of the hollow iron bar had been pressed down. It was even bent at an obvious angle.

Anyang: … Wow.

Min Yoon-ki: … F * ck.

When Ye Yizhou and Jung Ho-seok came back, they saw Anyang and Yoon-ki collapsed in the living room. They were laughing so hard that they could not get up. Nam Joon stood pitifully to the side.

"What's going on?

What are you guys doing? "

"Brother!" Anyang laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. "Nam Joon bent the iron bar!"

"F * ck, hahahaha."

"Nam Joon's hands are not sweating. It's sulfuric acid!"

Jung Ho-seok also patted his shoulder sympathetically. Then, he joined Anyang in laughing.