Jiang Mu took the people out of the training base.
He sent a message to his agent, and hung up the phone despite the other person's anxious response. He has spare masks, glasses and hats in his car. He handed the thing into Abe's hand.
"...will he be discovered?" Abe took off the hat that originally belonged to him.
She cried profusely and took a long time to react after being "hijacked" in the car.
"Don't be nervous." The man held the steering wheel with one hand and tilted his head slightly, exposing the skin from his chin to his Adam's apple. The neon lights shone on it through the car window, making it look unspeakably sexy. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "If you are discovered, pretend not to know each other. If you are not photographed together, you can gain public relations. Even if you are photographed together, you can still buy photos."
“…”
"I can still afford this amount of money."
His agent might have three crow's feet in anger after hearing this "I earn so much money just so I can be willful when I want to be willful".
Encountering a long red light on the road, Jiang Mu stepped on the brakes, "The existence of the media is not a ferocious beast, it is just a bridge connecting you and the public. Don't treat it as an enemy. You imagine it to be infinitely terrifying, no To avoid it is to fight against it, then it will really eat you. How about changing your thinking, if it is your partner, how will you negotiate with it? "
"Teacher Jiang, are you doing some cooking for me in private?"
"No charge."
She didn't appreciate it at all and whispered: "I hate men who chirp the most."
"It just so happens that I don't need you to like me either." The man replied simply. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a set of pictures diagonally in front of him. That was the LED screen billboard on the building, which happened to be playing the performance competition of "Pick Girl".
Abe followed his line of sight and saw it too.
Looking at it from an oblique angle, there are only colorful blocks and the specific content cannot be seen clearly. But even if there are only color blocks, the costumes and scenes of which scene can be inferred from the color composition, especially for the parties involved.
The green light turns on, the car drives past the billboard, and the girls in the picture are sweating passionately, looking youthful. One of the girls' movements was relatively poor in terms of rhythm and strength. She was quite conspicuous in the neat team. It's just that her appearance overshadows this flaw. The first thing people think of when they see her is not her strength.
Abe was watching intently when he suddenly felt the car stop and the person in the driver's seat say: "Get out of the car."
The place where the billboard is located is an old shopping mall with not much traffic. There are several milk tea and dessert shops across the street. It is a little deserted during the non-holiday time. Wearing masks and hats, the two entered a dessert shop. There was a relatively private corner in the shop, and potted plants were placed on the semi-blocked wall to block other people's sight.
"...What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Don't you want to see it? I'll let you see it for a while."
Jiang Mu went to the front desk to order, and not long after, he came back with a log-colored tray filled with everyone's desserts. These temptations were presented to Abe naked.
"I can't eat it," she said weakly.
During the competition, each contestant has strict requirements for her own weight. She is not one of those with a physique that is not easy to gain weight. In order not to waste time on losing weight, proper diet control is necessary.
"Why are you on a diet? It's so you can be in the best shape possible on stage."
But it's obvious that her emotional state has hit rock bottom now. It doesn't matter whether she is an inch fatter or not. How can someone who can't even be happy herself use her performance to bring happiness to others.
“…”
The atmosphere fell silent when the topic related to the stage was mentioned. She lowered her head slightly, and the underlying resistance in her tone resurfaced again, "Why do you have to care so much. Whether I eat or not, whether I am in a good mood or not, it has nothing to do with you."
Jiang Mu looked at her for a while and suddenly said: "Did you know that when I first debuted, I had a similar experience to you?"
"What... state?"
He said lightly: "Depression."
“…”
"Mild." He took a sip of the sweet and sour juice and looked soothed. "But I don't quite believe it. How you fill out the test questions is just for your own pleasure. It's not difficult for me to fill in a serious one."
"Jiang Mu!" she scolded.
"Keep your voice down, don't get caught."
The two people's voices fell silent, and the discussion at the next table became much clearer. They were two young girls in their twenties. One of them probably saw the billboard on the building opposite and said casually: "Why is it Zhou Good Night's video again? She is the one I see every time I pass by here. She dances so well." It’s very ordinary, why is it so popular?”
"Because it's cute, and beauty is justice!" the girl sitting opposite her said immediately.
"That's true, she is really pretty."
"That's right! To be honest, I didn't think much of her at first, but so many people online scolded her, so I paid attention to her. I think she is her fan."
"I can't. I still prefer strong people. Have you seen that video? There was a girl in class B who cried. Zhou Wannan comforted her for a long time. This was pretty good, but then she actually asked Nan Qiao went to teach the sister, and he sat next to her to drink water and rest. I was confused when I saw the sister’s eyes. What kind of operation is this? "
Maybe it's because the billboard is right in front, and the popularity of "Pick Girls" dominates the summer season. There aren't many people in the dessert shop, but there are young girls in their teens and twenties coming and going, always mentioning This program brings up Zhou Wanwan’s name.
The style of painting in reality is completely different from that on the Internet. Even people who don't like Good Night Zhou rarely make slanderous remarks about her. The most they say is: "I prefer xxx to Good Night Zhou."
Jiang Mu listened for a moment and was about to say something. When he turned around, he found that the person in front of him was in a daze. She had already broken the habit and started eating desserts. She took a bite of the mango pancake, revealing the snow-white cream and mango. There was a little white cream on her lips, and she licked it unconsciously.
Of course Zhou Wanwan has fans. Even when she is pessimistic, she knows that there are people who support her, but the negative emotions caused by malice will always offset those positive emotions.
Rather than fans supporting her, what's more surprising right now is the calm chat between the two.
One party likes her and the other party doesn't like her, but there is no extreme quarrel like online. She is just a small topic between ordinary best friends.
Just like Jiang Mu said, she is not a princess trapped in thorns, the world has another look.
A pair of best friends over there complained about Zhou Wanwan's few black spots, and the one who said she was a fan laughed loudly, "She has a little problem, but who knows, maybe she got the script."
"ah?"
The other party said casually, "Don't you think? My sister's personality looks like it was run by a company."
"If you say so..."
"She was such a loser in the early stage, maybe she got a counterattack script." Fans wearing filters had wonderful fantasies, and her best friend laughed at her for dreaming.
But here, Abe suddenly heard Jiang Mu chuckle, and she raised her eyes and met his eyes.
He asked her: "Do you want to get the counterattack script?"
Although Jiang Mu took someone out to relax for a while, Jiang Mu didn't think that this would relieve her. He just hoped that she wouldn't be too burdened by the treatment process and regard seeing a doctor as a burden. He still encouraged Abe to see a psychiatrist and tell him his basic situation.
The program team was not too perfunctory in this regard. After all, when there was such a big event as committing suicide by jumping off a building, they invited a well-known local psychiatrist to take charge, and at the same time encouraged contestants who were under great psychological pressure to consult. However, everyone was concerned about " "Mental illness" still has some unspeakable taboos, and not many people take advantage of this resource.
Before Abe found a psychiatrist, Jiang Mu had communicated with the psychiatrist. He was worried that the program team wanted to control the contestant's condition and would eliminate her if she was found to be in a serious condition. Then he would be doing a disservice.
After learning about this, Ai Bei went to the other party privately in his spare time to say thank you: "Thank you, Teacher Jiang."
"Yeah." He lazily raised his eyelids and looked at her, "I'm very polite today." He had been talking about Jiang Mu before, and even scolded him for sexual harassment.
She said bluntly: "Because you behaved more like a teacher today."
He looked at her carefully and said, "I think your pretty face is right. Your kindness is your personality."
"Then my character has collapsed. Will Teacher Jiang break the news to the media?"
"Let's see if the money given is enough."
The two talked nonsense back and forth, and Jiang Mu hurried to teach Class A, "No more chatting, let's go."
"Jiang Mu." Ai Bei suddenly stopped him when he was a few steps away. The person in front stopped and turned slightly sideways. Half of his body was in the shadow, and his silhouette was as perfect as an advertising sign. He gave me a questioning glance.
"I will replace that video," she said. "Maybe it will disappoint that girl. If I replace it with the video, the protagonist will still be Good Night Zhou."
It's just a different Good Night Zhou, a better version of her.
He didn't respond much, just gave a "cool" gesture of thumbs up and left.
Therefore, he didn't see the slight smile on the girl's lips in the blind corner of the surveillance camera, which was completely different from Zhou Wan'an during his low ebb.
Of course Aibei knew that Jiang Mu had suffered from depression. She had read the information on each mentor and knew them by heart. His illness is not as easy as he said. The cause is the all-pervasive sasaeng fans. The other party crawled in three times a week, either hiding in the closet or hiding behind the sofa. Jiang Mu initially called the police, but when he was angered, he fought with the other party, and the other party left wounds on him in the counterattack.
After his fans found out, they fought back wildly, killing the whole family of the illegitimate fan and almost forcing his parents to commit suicide.
He had always moved forward, until that moment, when he had an unprecedented shakeup in the industry he was engaged in. In peaceful times, wars rage here, and words kill people. In the end, he couldn't even tell whether the illegitimate fan's mistake was greater, or whether he had a greater impact on the other person's life.
After Abe finished jumping off the building, he decided to start with him. Zhou Wanwan needs a reason to change for the better, and Jiang Mu is her reason.
The original Good Night Zhou was indeed just a temporary emotional breakdown. After facing death, he never thought about dying again. The pinholes on Aibei's arms are not the other party's long-term behavior, they are just props for her to get closer to Jiang Mu.
Good girls always die at the beginning of the game, but hypocrisy can survive for a long time.
Within two days, it was time for the trendy music festival that Abe was invited to attend. Before the event, she reunited with the people in Class A to rehearse the current repertoire several times. They were curious about her life in Class C. They had endless things to say and questions surrounding her. For a moment, it seemed like she was back when she was the center of Class A.
The girls in Class A have a tight schedule, not just a trip to the music festival, but also putting on makeup and changing clothes when they get to the place. Many things can be reflected in these details. Several makeup artists applied makeup in order of ranking. When it was Abe's turn, there was not much time, so the makeup was more sloppily done. The clothes also changed, and the one that suited her best was taken away by another girl whose clothes also suited her style.
Fortunately, she didn't mind either.
The audience cheered one after another. Everyone had supporting fans, holding support signs and shouting excitedly.
"Nan Qiao! Qiao Qiao, we will always support you!"
"Tang Tang, you are the sweetest, eighteen flavors of sweetness!"
"Meng Feifei, Feifei look here -"
"Good night Zhou—" Among the cheers for Ai Bei, there was a sudden tearing scream, "Good night Zhou, why are you not dead yet? Jump off the building!"
It was just a brief shout, and no one could be found afterwards. Only other people on the stage glanced at Abe awkwardly, and Nan Qiao gave Abe a comforting look.
She worries about Abe having an emotional breakdown, but the show goes on regardless.
Abe glanced in a certain direction.
Everything went smoothly after that, until at the climax of the dance, a bright light suddenly shone on the stage, directly into Abe's eyes, causing her movements to pause for a moment and disrupting the rhythm.
The author has something to say: Something happened during the day, and the plot here has not gone smoothly yet, so it is quite late.
I probably won't be able to update it in the morning tomorrow. I'll see if I can finish it in the afternoon, and try to update it during the day. You can brush it before going to bed, which is safer.
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