With a "ding", the elevator arrived.
Bai Ye glanced at Qi Xingchen, then turned and entered the car. Qi Xingchen didn't seem to have made a shocking speech, and very cheekily dragged Han Qing, who was still doubting his life, into it.
In the entertainment circle, it is not uncommon for a star to be a fan of star b, and there are even winners in life who chase their idols into their household registration books.
Especially with Bai Ye's current popularity, many old drama veterans say they like him, so Qi Xingchen doesn't think this sentence will arouse Bai Ye's suspicion.
He said this to get closer to Bai Ye. Originally, he planned to plan slowly, but who would have thought that the plot would be advanced so much. If he didn't want to die, he could only speed up the progress.
Moreover, he must get the quota of "Let's Travel Poorly" and must not allow Zhou Yu to meet the heroine. He has to observe the movements of the hero and heroine closely so that he can save himself as soon as something happens.
During the elevator's ascent, Bai Ye didn't say anything. Through the inner wall of the car, one could vaguely see him staring straight ahead, Qi Xingchen couldn't see through his thoughts.
The dance practice room is on the sixth floor. After getting off the elevator, Han Qing patted his chest, "Damn it, but the fuck is killing me! When did you fall in love with Bai Ye, why didn't I know?"
Qi Xingchen felt that the words were ambiguous, "It's not 'like', it's fans' liking for idols."
"I didn't say it was something else I like... Isn't your idol James?"
"It's changed," Qi Xingchen made an excuse casually, "After you left last night, senior Bai Ye happened to pass by the practice room, and he saw that I was dancing wrong. I think he is handsome, strong, and loves juniors. The road has turned pink."
Han Qing was so angry that he was so angry that he regretted why he didn't stay last night, and he was able to be pointed out by Bai Ye at close range.
Especially after seeing Qi Xingchen's rapid progress, he kept nagging with hatred.
"Growing up is a lonely road. Thinking and practicing are much more important than giving advice," Qi Xingchen rolled up his sweatpants, his slender ankles glowing white, and interrupted him, "Xiaoqing, put on the music and dance ten times with me first." all over."
Han Qing: "..." Mom, I'm going to die!
Boys of this age are like this, if they are alone, those with weak willpower will easily slack off. But if someone pulls him along, they have to hold on till the end for the sake of saving face.
After skipping to the end, Han Qing had already left his body. But seeing that even though Qi Xingchen is very proficient, he still takes the trouble to find the angle of the arm and fix the position over and over again, he doesn't want to admit defeat.
After ten times, Han Qing spread out on the ground in a "big" shape: "Xing Xing, have you been possessed by something dirty, and you are working so hard all of a sudden."
"How can you practice well if you don't work hard?" Qi Xingchen threw a bottle of sports drink to Han Qing, "Get up, do it five more times."
Han Qing: "...fuck."
Young artists who have no activities have a lot of time. In the afternoon, Qi Xingchen dragged Han Qing to the piano room for a few hours.
When it was time for dinner, Han Qing ran out to answer the phone. When he came back, his face was radiant, and he shook his phone at Qi Xingchen: "Xingxing, after two months, my manager finally remembered me!"
"Announcement?"
"No, it's the selection of "Let's Travel Poorly"," Han Qing chuckled, "He said he sent my information to the producer, as long as I can be selected this time, we'll be fine."
In fact, Han Qing's hardware is good, he looks cute, and his singing and dancing skills are above average. He is only one chance away, and it is not a problem to be in the second and third tiers.
After Han Qing was happy, he asked Qi Xingchen, "Xingxing, have you received the news?"
Qi Xingchen shook his head.
"If I can go, you can go too, just wait."
It's a pity that Qi Xingchen didn't receive any notification until nine o'clock in the evening.
He didn't want to sit still, so he called the original owner's agent Du Lanxin directly.
No one answered the first time, and when it automatically hung up the second time, Du Lanxin's voice came from the microphone, "Hurry up, don't delay my meal."
"... Sister Xin," Qi Xingchen got straight to the point, "I want to audition for "Let's Travel Poorly"."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, "Are you Qi Xingchen?"
"yes."
"Then what are you dreaming about, don't you look at yourself first."
After finishing speaking, Du Lan seemed to feel that his words were too heavy, "Qi Xingchen, don't blame my sister for speaking badly. The popular variety show on Maimang TV is not easy to watch, you should know."
"I know." Qi Xingchen replied.
"Then let me tell you frankly, the first time I saw you in your school, I took a fancy to your appearance. Back then, I really wanted to train you well, but I never expected you to be so ignorant of the rules."
She paused: "For a newcomer, if you want to climb up, you have to pay something—for example, the parties I took you to last year were all rich ladies, and you can get resources if you pick up any one, but you ran away with excuses." .”
"You didn't have the prince's life, but you got the prince's illness," Du Lan sneered. "Based on your background, the most valuable thing about you is your face. Who will you pretend to be noble? In the end, you will be the one who suffers." Own?"
"Besides, it's not bad for you to serve a rich woman as a man. My sister loves you so much that she didn't send you to the perverted faggot. You're lucky. You don't understand me at all."
"Hey, my painstaking efforts are in vain."
Du Lan sighed pretendingly, Qi Xingchen's eyes became darker and darker.
Compared with the original owner who came from a wealthy family and was so rebellious that he insisted on working hard on his own, he, who grew up from a young age, actually understood the "adult rules" in Dulan's heart very well.
But--
"Sister Xin," Qi Xingchen tried to suppress his anger, trying to make his voice sound calm, "Poverty is not a crime, and it is not a reason to sell your body or soul. If you want to be successful, you can't just take a shortcut like climbing a bed."
Listening to the young man's words, Du Lan couldn't help thinking of Qi Xingchen who called her "smelly bitch", "dead bustard", and "was hit by a car when she went out" after escaping from the banquet last year. It was not played by someone else.
She smacked her lips and said mockingly, "Then what else can you do?"
"As long as you sign up for me," Qi Xingchen pretended to beg for mercy, "I don't need a penny for this year's announcement fee, and I will give it to you. Do you think this is okay?"
Give it all
The money is not in vain, let alone just sending the information to the producer's mailbox. Dulan's mind was instantly alert and he readily responded.
After the deal was concluded, Du Lanxin hung up the phone first. Qi Xingchen called up the recording of the conversation just now, played it back, and confirmed that it was correct and missed the recording, and leaned back heavily on the chair.
The pimping agent was too mean and disgusting, he almost wanted to drop the phone just now. Due to the opportunity in front of him, only Du Lanxin can give it, so he has been patient until now.
He took a sip and resumed, opened the Weibo client, logged on to the Weibo account he just registered the day before yesterday, and followed Bai Ye and Bai Yechao.
Then he signed in to Chaohua very smoothly, finished the popular tasks such as forwarding comments, and posted his first Weibo.
——Jing Xiqi Acacia: I fell in love with the fairy who fell into the mortal world
Article 2 after five minutes:
——Jing Xi Qi Acacia: I heard from my friends that my husband is going to be on this season of "Let's Travel Poorly Together", so I'm looking forward to it [cute][cute]!
After a while, a fan who was visiting Chaohua replied:
――sarmansh: True or false
——Bai Ye is on me: Make friends out of nothing, spread rumors and get out
——Prehistoric girl: Does the sister's id mean "lover complains about the night, but lovesickness at night"? It's so romantic!
——Your rose: Heh, a certain tv came to catch my family's popularity again. Please spend more money next time and buy some sailors with fans, okay
Qi Xingchen: "..."
Looking at my own "follow 1, follower 0" data, I really ignored this.
He opened Taobao, bought 30,000 live followers with the original owner's bank card, and then switched back to Weibo to search for his name.
The first user who jumped out was his tuba, certified as: Noah entertainment artist.
Number of fans: 2.3w.
Qi Xingchen fell into deep thought—there are so many small fans who haven't finished buying fans of the big ones, what did the original owner do, and it's so confusing
Then poke into the homepage... There are not many Weibo posts, the last one was published more than half a year ago.
Fearing that the newcomer would not be able to speak properly, the former owner of Weibo has been run by a broker. Now it seems that since the original owner offended Du Lanxin, Du Lanxin has never helped him do business.
If the agent doesn't help, he will do it himself. Fortunately, Weibo is bound to the mobile phone number of the original owner, so he can easily change the password.
Then, he found a good angle, took a selfie, edited Weibo, and sent it.
——Qi Xingchen: Hey, Xingguang, long time no see.
For the sake of money, Du Lanxin is very efficient. He received the selection notice early in the morning and prepared at home all morning.
Because they only selected people from Noah, the variety show producers didn't engage in ostentation. With the chief director, a group of people killed Noah in a mighty manner.
At 14:00, outside the meeting room on the top floor, more than a dozen young artists were doing Lajin and reciting words. Han Qing pulled Qi Xingchen to think about it, and Qi Xingchen listened to his words and stared at Zhou Yu's movements.
Zhou Yu hummed a nursery rhyme for a while, glanced around viciously, walked to the window at the end of the corridor, and took out his mobile phone.
"Hey, Yuji, do you miss me?"
"Doing less nails is not good for your health. What am I doing? The "Let's Travel Poor" program team came to Noah to select candidates, and I am waiting for the selection interview."
"Yeah, of course I really want to be on this show. I didn't go to Fashion Week this time. If I can be selected, I will charter a plane to take you to the North Pole to see the aurora."
"You know the producer? That's really—"
"Brother Yu, are you here for the interview too?"
Before he could finish speaking, a voice interrupted him.
Zhou Yu heard who it was, and suddenly became angry, "Qi Xingchen, didn't you see me calling?"
"I'm sorry Brother Yu, I can't see it from behind," Qi Xingchen said weakly, "I was wrong, don't be angry."
After speaking, Qi Xingchen left silently. Qi Yuji on the other end of the phone hung up angrily when he heard that someone dared to yell at his apex brother!
The Qi family covers a wide range of industries, and also has investments in the entertainment industry, with well-connected contacts. Zhou Yu deliberately planned to get close to Qi Yuji just to ask for resources.
With a dazed look on his face, he called him a few more times, but they were all dismissed.
The duck that reached its mouth just flew away, and what was even more disgusting was that it didn't know why it flew away. Zhou Yu secretly scolded women because they had a lot of fucking problems, while gnashing their teeth and being stuffed into the meeting room by the manager.
Obviously, when he came out, his expression was not good.
The next one is Han Qing. When Han Qing came out, he looked pretty good. He moved to Qi Xingchen's side to cheer him up: "Xingxing, it's not difficult at all. Don't be nervous when you go in. Your idol is watching you inside!"
"Bai Ye is here?"
"Well, after all, he is the main star this season," Han Qing blinked, "I wish you success in chasing stars!"
It doesn't matter if he succeeds or not, he just wants to "chase" into the show. After interviewing the last few people, the assistant director came out and called his name.
Qi Xingchen went in with his bag on his back. The first row of the meeting room was almost full, with Bai Ye and two middle-aged men in the middle.
Bai Ye wore a dark jacket, jeans, and no makeup or hair today, but after taking off his hat and mask, he was still so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at him.
He raised his head and glanced at Qi Xingchen. Qi Xingchen inexplicably remembered the palm on his waist the day before yesterday, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose.
"Qi Xingchen, right?" The director was very satisfied with his appearance, and a pitiful smile finally appeared on his stern face, "Relax, show yourself."
The people in front showed nothing more than: Hello director, my name is xxx, I am good at singing, dancing, and acting... The director did not report any expectations for his part.
"Okay," Qi Xingchen replied with the clear voice unique to young people, took off his backpack, and took out a stack of bowls from it.
"Then let me perform a top bowl for everyone."
Director: "..."
What are you talking about? ?