Qin Qing is not showing off, nor is she writing nonsense. The entertainment circle itself cares more about appearance than other industries.
Because in this line of work, you need to deal with all kinds of people, and good looks are like a stepping stone, something is always better than nothing.
What's more, entertainers and celebrities have generally raised the aesthetics of this industry. They are incompetent, unconnected and ordinary-looking, so it is easy for everyone in the circle to be silent.
Good-looking people are different. Even if good-looking people first enter the circle, even if they have no ability or background, they will still get some attention, and they will even be asked, why don't they become celebrities because they are so handsome.
As expected, Qin Qing was asked this question again during the interview.
The reason for this is, of course, because Qin Qing's ears were numb when he heard these words in the last life.
Someone said that at the time, and he did have the idea of becoming an artist. After all, celebrities look glamorous and make a lot of money.
Unfortunately, the hotel where Qin Qing worked happened to have received many celebrities.
What's more unfortunate is that when Qin Qing was receiving a certain artist, he happened to run into a scene where the star was publicly humiliated by the boss.
Only then did the dream of stardom be pinched.
And Qin Qing, who is now reborn, does not even want to be a star.
Because his career is no longer ranked among the top three on his side, and when he comes back to life, he doesn't want to be so busy and tired, he just wants to live the rest of his life in a healthy and comfortable way.
The interviewers didn't force them, they just asked casually. You must know that there are many good-looking people in this industry, and the fresh blood is not only sufficient, it is simply beyond the standard.
Besides, it's useless to just look good these days. The film academy still has a bunch of handsome men and beautiful women competing every year. There are only so many positions. Unless they are selected by heaven, they are all good-looking, rich and background.
So Qin Qing said that he had no idea of becoming a star, and the interviewer didn't care at all, but was just curious: "Why did you answer all the questions and ignore him?"
Interviewer: "Aren't you afraid of losing your job if you don't urge celebrities to drink water, don't give meat to artists, or don't follow their requirements?"
Qin Qing: "My job is an assistant, not a nanny."
The interviewer nodded when he heard the words: "It seems that you have your own ideas about the position you are applying for, so tell me what kind of existence the assistant is in the team."
Qin Qing: "An artist must focus on the work in front of the stage. Everything behind the scenes needs to be managed by other people. The assistant may be in charge of a very common and trivial part, but everything that revolves around the artist, including the artist himself, is for team goals. .”
The interviewer was surprised, looked at Qin Qing, looked at Qin Qing's resume in his hand: "You still have a big picture." He looked quite satisfied.
Asked about other things: "Where do you live now?"
What kind of car should I take for commuting? It is inconvenient. How long is the journey
Qin Qing answered one by one.
The interviewer heard that he lived very close, the bus was just a few stops away, and the subway was not crowded, so he made a decision on the spot: "Come to work tomorrow."
The basic salary is 1,800, with five insurances, meals, performance wages and overtime pay, and travel expenses are fully reported.
Ten days, Qin Qing successfully found a job on the tenth day after arriving in City B.
The company is called Cuckoo Culture, and it is a small company that has been established for more than a year.
The scale of the company is small, it is said that it is mainly engaged in brokerage, film and television investment and development, and currently only participates in the casting and filming of a few small-budget TV series.
The biggest coffee in the company is a well-known female artist who was born as an Internet celebrity. The other contracted artists have no names and surnames to the point where they can't be found. In addition, the company also has a few trainees.
Qin Qing's job is to take care of those trainees.
There are four trainees in total, all young, the youngest is 16, and the oldest is 19. They live in the dormitory arranged by the company, with food and lodging included, no salary, and occasional pocket money.
The company wanted to save money, and had no intention of sending a few people abroad for training, so they invited vocal, dance, and body teachers to come twice a week, and the rest of the time was for self-study, mutual learning, and self-enlightenment.
After learning about it, Qin Qing felt that it was not easy for this company to achieve such a level these days.
You must know that even after more than ten years, a cultural company larger than this scale will not be able to raise four living people for nothing.
But when Qin Qing first arrived, the four living people looked at this handsome face and thought that the company had recruited another trainee.
After introducing herself, Qin Qing explained: "I will be in charge of the training room from now on."
A boy stained with grandma's ashes: "Oh, you are the newly recruited assistant."
The work of the new assistant is handed over by the previous assistant, and the handover process is full of complaints:
"It's annoying, really."
"One moment this, one moment that."
"Dare to ask for anything."
"Still being lazy, playing lip service, playing a rascal."
"When I sit on the ground, I procrastinate and refuse to get up to practice."
"You have to say a few more words about them, and they even teamed up to target you."
"I don't listen to scolding, and I don't listen to what I say. My skin is thicker than the city wall of TM."
There is nothing to hand over work. It is nothing more than the door key of the dormitory, the card of the water and electricity network in the dormitory, a little spare money, a work mobile phone, a computer, and a workbook to record the daily training of a few children.
After the handover, the former assistant patted Qin Qing on the shoulder and said sincerely: "It's not a bad job, it's very annoying, but it can be used as a springboard for entering the industry, so that it is convenient for you to change jobs in the future."
Qin Qing nodded in response, and asked: "Among these few people, is there anyone who takes the lead?"
Former assistant: "Yes, the oldest one."
The oldest one is that grandma Hui.
The grandma's gray name is Guan Yiyun, and the company she entered through multiple selection and interviews can play the piano, speak French, and dance. She is the most handsome among the six, and also the one who knows the most.
The former assistant commented on Guan Yiyun and felt that this child was very contradictory. Qin Qing asked why he was contradictory. The former assistant said: "That's right, he actually knows a lot and is very smart. Talking to him, you can feel that he is nothing. I understand the kind. But I don’t know why, he always likes to pretend to be stupid, and sometimes complains, thinking that our boss is an idiot, and the company won’t even open. I first saw him wearing famous brands, and thought his family conditions were good , There is no salary in the company, and the family will give the money, but he is the one who asks me for pocket money the most among these few."
Not only pocket money, but also meat.
Steak, beef ribs, beef eye, with crispy baked buns, some pasta, grilled chicken wings...
Guan Yiyun: "Assistant Qin, on your first day on the job, don't you want to treat me?"
In the practice room, four boys sat on the floor in a row in front of Qin Qing.
Today, no dance teacher came over. I danced the dance taught a few days ago by myself. I danced for at least six to eight hours a day, and I was not allowed to leave the practice room if I was not satisfied with the time.
Qin Qing leaned against the wall, holding a booklet recording the daily training in his hand. When he first arrived, the boys had the face to offer this treat, but he also had the face to refuse: "You have two hours left for today's training."
One of them lay down directly on the ground: "Ah, I'm so tired, I can't jump anymore."
One put his hands on his legs and said pitifully, "We only had a little box lunch at noon."
Another curl of lips: "Cut, stingy."
Guan Yiyun crossed her legs, leaned back with her arms supporting her, her eyes peeked out from under her white-gray bangs, and stared at her new assistant: "Why do I feel that you are younger than me?"
Qin Qing ignored it and told them: "If you can't finish the practice in the afternoon, you can continue to practice after dinner."
Look at the time, "The vocal teacher will come over at 8:30, the class will take two hours, and the dance is still not finished, so you can only stay up late after class to dance."
"Damn." Someone uttered a voice, wondering why the new assistant was so ruthless.
When the leaning is over, what should lie down continues to lie down. Slouchy and slouchy, she doesn't look like she's about to get up and dance.
Qin Qing looked at the four of them: "My suggestion, rest for a while, continue to dance, and go to class in the evening after dancing, and you can go back to the dormitory early after the vocal is over."
In the small training room, the wailing of the boys suddenly sounded.
Qin Qing stood, watching them howling, howled for a while, and after his voice weakened, he put his pockets in his pocket, and suddenly said: "A men's group came out recently. I heard that the original plan was to be a five-member group. I don't know what went wrong. In the end, there were only four people who debuted."
The training room suddenly fell silent. Those who were lying down, those who were sitting around, and those who were hanging around while leaning on others all sat up and looked up at their new assistant silently.
Qin Qing continued: "I don't know what happened to the one who didn't make his debut. Maybe he found an assistant job like me?"
Qin Qing: "Oh, you may not know that the basic salary of my job is 1,800 yuan, and I don't include housing and food. I am eighteen this year, and I have no diploma or ability. I can't find a good job. I can't become a star in this industry. I can’t be a singer or dancer either. I had no income before I came here, and I was afraid of running out of money. I’ve been eating white rice for three days. If I can’t save money to pay the rent, I might not even be able to live in the basement.”
Four boys: "..."
Qin Qing didn't say much, glanced at them, and asked, "Which one of you wants this one-thousand-eighth job?"
After a while, all four boys got up.
The music was playing in the training room, and amidst the fast-paced accompaniment, Qin Qing stood alone in the corner just now, opened the booklet, and recorded the training time.
It's useless to reason with these training children, and it's useless to train and scold them, you have to present the facts.
What is the most engaging fact they might face
Unable to debut, the training is useless, and find another way.
Not only is his road not glamorous, but he can't make any money. If he doesn't have money, forget it. He still has to live in the basement and eat white rice.
Tsk tsk, it can be called cruel.
But cruelty is effective.
Qin Qing closed the booklet, looked at the jumping figures, and secretly thought that they were a group of immature elementary school chickens who had left their parents, didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and had no points in their hearts.
Eating steak
I'm afraid I don't even have an appetite for dinner today.
Qin Qing cured the stinky problems of the four boys as soon as he came up. After the treatment, the four of them really couldn't eat much for dinner.
Qin Qing dined with them, enjoying himself, while eating, he motioned to Guan Yiyun to take a bite of the box of white rice.
Qin Qing: "Well, it's this kind. It costs 80 cents a box. I buy three boxes a day and eat it for three days in a row." No wonder.
The four boys felt their throats and eyes dry.
Rice? Three meals a day? Eat for three days? !
Qin Qing ate the duck leg: "There are no pickles, and the water used to make the rice is cold, so eat it dry." What a ghost.
Guan Yiyun's face was hard when he heard this: "You, can't you boil a pot of hot water?"
Qin Qing: "My family is not here. I just came here. I didn't buy a kettle at the daily rented house. The landlord has to pay for the kettle when I use it. It costs 10 cents a time. The cold water in the public water dispenser doesn't cost money, so I just use cold water Soaked."
Four people: "..."
This day is too difficult.
Among the four of them, if someone hadn't debuted, would they have to live like this
It hurts to think about it.
And the reason why the sense of substitution is so strong and the cruel reality is so thoroughly experienced is not because several boys can comprehend life in their teens. After all, there are some truths and good things. It only became profound today, all because the new assistant is Qin Qing.
Qin Qing, the same age as them, looks better than them, has a better temperament than them, has longer legs than them, and even has a better voice than them.
If this kind of peers with excellent external conditions can only find a job of 1800 yuan in the circle, live in the basement, and eat cold water, what about them
They have no money or background, so they come out early.
Will they be able to debut? Must be a star
What if I can't get out? The company collapsed? Or is it because of other reasons that you can't be a star
A sense of crisis suddenly struck the hearts of the teenagers in Longshang who were not experienced enough.
Not to mention the steak, I can't even eat the duck legs. The rice in my hand is extremely hot. It seems that the duck legs and other dishes will be gone in a second.
The four boys hurriedly buried their heads in cooking, vowing to finish at least six or seven hours of dance training today before the vocal teacher came.
As for Qin Qing, sitting alone in the corner of the dining room, sweeping up the leftover food, while eating, he looked at the boys in the field.
White rice, basements, and cold boiled water are all fools.
With the 3,000 travel expenses I got from selling the tablet, and I don’t have to pay rent, and I live close by, I haven’t used it so hard.
He added an extra piece of ham sausage and an egg to his omelette this morning.
When I get back from get off work in the evening, instead of taking the bus, I can walk and buy some snacks and fruits along the way.
Qin Qing: Comfortable!