Seeing how sad the other party was, Lu Ying asked, "Are you in pain, or is it because you don't have a camera?"
"Of course it's because there's no camera, I'm heartbroken!" Feng Xixi sobbed, her tone angrily, "I'm crying so much, no one is filming me, I'm so confused..."
"You change into a performance costume, and someone will come to take pictures of you."
"Forget it." Feng Qianxi said in a dull voice with a blocked nasal cavity after crying: "In this occasion that does not belong to us, we are clowns in costumes. I still have this self-awareness. Xiaolu, please help me see, My shoulder hurts a little."
The two of them were standing in a corner. Lu Ying blocked her shoulders, carefully opened her clothes and took a look, "It's bruised."
"I knew it. Fortunately, I wasn't completely hit. If there's no bleeding, I'll take care of it when I go back." She rubbed her shoulder with one hand, and had regained her composure after crying. Suddenly, her eyes fell in front of her, "Look. there."
Lu Ying looked in the direction she pointed. After a performance, it was Nan Qiao who went backstage to change into her costume. The person who handed her water was also a familiar face - Zhao Ziyu. The two joked for a while, and then at the urging of the staff nearby, Zhao Ziyu accompanied Nan Qiao back to the dressing room to change clothes.
The new message immediately flew over the barrage:
[What is the situation? How come Zhao Ziyu is with Nan Qiao? ]
[Who is Zhao Ziyu? ]
[When Good Night first arrived in Class C, she was a player who took great care of her... I smelled a conspiracy. ]
Feng Qianqian said firmly: "She is from Class C, right? People in Class C are working so hard for the camera, there is no reason for us not to work hard."
"Actually, if Sissi wants to take advantage of the camera, there is a better way."
It was rare to hear Lu Ying speak in such a tone. There was a mysterious and mysterious feeling. Feng Qianqian was unconsciously attracted and asked: "What?"
"Be their maid. If you want to attract public attention, you can maximize their negative emotions, such as anger. Imagine that after you were injured for Good Night Zhou, you went to straighten her skirt. No more actions are needed. , just kneeling in front of her, there is enough space for information. If everyone sees this picture, what will they say? They will scold Zhou Wanhan for being a big name and bullying other players, and you are the one who is sympathized with, Audiences who hate Good Night Zhou will support you... Isn't this much better than taking advantage of an irrelevant scene?" After saying that, Lu Ying turned his head and smiled at her.
Feng Qianqian shuddered and touched her arm unconsciously, "Why did you think of this?"
"I'm talking nonsense." Lu Ying said in a brisk tone, "Don't Sissi like it?"
"This is too perverted... Wouldn't it be too miserable for Good Night Zhou? We can just watch the camera,"
"Yes. But humans are really a strange species. They often change as the environment changes. Your situation is like a huge monster that will drag you forward. One day, you will make an order. Things that were surprising to you in the past may not be worth mentioning to you at that time.”
Feng Qianqian's head felt dizzy after hearing this, and she only remembered: "I would never do that anyway!"
Barrage audience: [Who said that? You did it later. ]
[I heard a snapping sound in my face. ]
[To be honest, I was quite emotional when I saw this paragraph. I just couldn’t curse. I felt very complicated. Even if she did something wrong later, after understanding a person’s experience, I don’t seem to have a good feeling about her. Same. ]
[The one mentioned earlier about slapping us in the face, I don’t know why, but I always think it’s Beibei who wants to slap us in the face...]
Lu Ying was no longer obsessed with this conversation, "Then we have other ways."
"What?"
"Do you know about the dormitory special?"
Feng Qianqian didn't know why she believed Lu Ying's evil intentions. Maybe it was because Lu Ying at that moment made her feel scared but very assertive, so she thought the other party could come up with some reliable ideas. Unexpectedly, after they took the bus back to the dormitory at the training base, Lu Ying took out a glass and said, "Let's compete to see who gets it broken first."
"ha?"
"If the resonant frequency of the sound is the same as that of glass, it can shatter it."
"…but why should we shatter it."
"You've been looking for a camera, haven't you?" Lu Ying pointed to the 24-hour uninterruptible camera in the corner of the dormitory, "There are free private cameras here."
In addition to the main film, the "Pick Beautiful Girl" program also has behind-the-scenes clips of the dormitory and practice room. The "dorm room special" Lu Ying refers to is this part of the behind-the-scenes clip. But even for extras, there are very few opportunities for them to get separate shots. Unless something interesting happens, they can be edited out. Comparatively speaking, the probability of being broadcast is much higher if you are photographed next to the girls from Traffic Class A.
Feng Qianqian looked at the "private camera" and after a brief moment of surprise, she still flatly refused to do stupid things with Lu Ying. Lu Ying started to practice breaking the glass in front of the camera alone.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The school belle looked over.
"The little deer wants to be a singer who can break glass."
The school belle laughed for a while, inviting friends and inviting people in other dormitories to watch. Not long after the competition started, everyone was in a good atmosphere, especially the girls in Classes C and D. The less attention they paid, the more harmonious they were getting along internally. Everyone cheered for Lu Ying and burst into laughter under Lu Ying's singing pronunciation, which fluctuated high and low.
“It’s the first time I discovered that Yingying is so cute.”
"The little deer is really a living treasure. Sissi, are you hiding it too well?"
"Lulu sings very nicely, and her voice is very clean."
Everyone dispersed after laughing. No one thought that Lu Ying could really attract the audience in this way. To put it bluntly, it was such an overly straightforward way of sensationalizing that they could just watch others smile, leaving them to face a dead person. Lens to do it? That's so embarrassing.
However, they have no ill intentions towards the hard-working Lu Ying, not only because she is cute, but also because she is not a threat.
Two more days passed. After practicing hard, Lu Ying found "extracurricular activities." Feng Qianqian trained herself like a dead dog every day, but she still found time to keep looking for opportunities to interact with Class A and Class B. Many people talked to me, but the results were not high. Feng Qianqian borrowed her cell phone to look at it. The number of her fans was growing like she could count on her fingers. She seemed a little impatient.
The barrage in the live broadcast room was also worried about Aibe, and some people had begun to sigh: [Suddenly I felt that what Feng Xixi said was not wrong. Compared with someone paying attention to Good Night to whitewash herself, people without cameras want to gain more attention. Difficult, unless some dirty means are used. ]
Under such circumstances, their brokerage company informed them that there was a business dinner event that they needed to attend. Feng Qianqian happily pulled Lu Ying to the dinner place, only to find that Nan Qiao was also at the dinner table.
"It's over." She fell on Lu Ying dejectedly.
This kind of gathering is an opportunity, and you might be able to gain connections and some resources.
But with Nan Qiao here, hope becomes slim. Nan Qiao was still in Class B at this time, but she was a chicken head, and her ranking was very close to the people in Class A. To Feng Qianqian and the others, she was quasi-Class A. Moreover, the other party and Zhou Wan'an were in the same company, and their status in the industry was higher than that of their company. With her here, this relationship-making party could be said to have closed the door to them.
Nan Qiao also saw them and greeted them friendly.
If they had met on the show, Feng Qianqian would have gone up to him and got close to him, but now she had a grudge and just smiled reluctantly. Lu Ying quietly gave her a chopstick of staple food and said, "Eat and drink enough, go back and rest." They had all practiced singing and dancing for a day, and she admired Feng Qianqian for still being in such good spirits.
Feng Qianqian took a few mouthfuls and was already ready to serve as a foil.
Nan Qiao's condition seemed to be worse than theirs. It was said that she was pulled from the magazine shooting scene. "Pick Girl" became extremely popular during the summer season. Big bosses in the entertainment industry caught wind of it and paid attention to this piece of cake. The players at the top of the rankings are undoubtedly hot and popular. Zhou Wanfei could turn down some dinner parties and performance opportunities. As the main person recommended by her agency, she couldn't let go.
As expected, all the excitement at the wine table revolved around Nan Qiao. There was a big boss called "Song Shao" at the table. He was quite young, but he was promoted to the main position by others. He knew at a glance that his family background was very important. , coming to the entertainment industry purely for fun,
Nan Qiao's manager kept saying good things about the other party, and said to Nan Qiao: "Young Master Song is still helping you with rankings, why don't you thank me soon."
The people next to him cheered: "Yes, yes, I'd like to drink a glass to Song Shao."
Feng Qianqian felt something was wrong, so she kicked Lu Ying under the table, and Lu Ying stepped back. Feng Qianqian was angry that the other party didn't understand what she meant, so she kicked her twice more.
Under the lively and undercurrent wine table, the two of them played a "game" one by one.
The people at the table had already started to give Nan Qiao drinks. Nan Qiao seemed to know the manager's plan, and his expression became even worse. However, due to the occasion, he couldn't act out, so he drank a few drinks. Then the men asked her to sing for fun.
"Sorry, there's something wrong with my voice today..."
"What are you talking about? The little beauty's voice is sweet and moving. What's the problem? Don't lie to us." The middle-aged man's words were full of contempt and threats, "Forget it if you lie to us. Young Master Song is your number one fan. , I can’t even listen to one of your songs? Are today’s little stars so proud that they don’t even care about their fans."
The middle-aged man looked at the agent, who quickly gave Nan Qiao a hint.
Nan Qiao pursed her lips, knowing she couldn't hide. Just as she was about to speak, someone next to her suddenly said, "Let me sing a song for everyone."
The girl's clear and clean voice sounded on the dirty wine table.
"Little deer!" Feng Qianxi looked at her friend who suddenly stood up and shouted. Now is not the time to steal the spotlight. There is no footage here. If they offend anyone here, they may not be able to stay on the show any longer.
Everyone else at the wine table was baffled.
Who is this
The people in Lu Ying's company came out to smooth things over in embarrassment, but Lu Ying's ranking was really not good. Even if he reported his name, these people were still confused.
Just as the middle-aged man was about to wave her away from the table, Mr. Song leaned back on his chair and said casually: "If someone recommends himself, let's sing." These people did not stop her.
Lu Ying opened her lips and sang:
"she\'s gone,
outmy life.
i was wrong,…”
The emotions of affection and regret flow in the song, and it is performed by the girl's light and paper-thin voice, which feels out of place. But the men at the wine table obviously didn't hear it. They just thought the sound was pretty good and nodded repeatedly.
Unknowingly, to the sound of her singing, others picked up their glasses and drank. Nan Qiao was anxious and confused, and did not dare to interrupt her, but seeing these businessmen consuming young girls with enjoyment, there was a sense of sadness that the rabbit would die before the dog was cooked.
Just when they were relaxing, the "girl" of "five me, girl." was about to finish singing, and a screaming high note suddenly sounded!
The people in the box were shocked as if they had been pricked by a needle.
Followed by waves of high-pitched sounds, like waves, hitting people's eardrums and making their heads hurt.
The wine glass on the table suddenly began to tremble at a certain moment, as if it had found the resonance of its soul, and the crowd responded with a buzz. Under the girl's continuous high-pitched singing, a crack appeared in one of the glasses.
Then, like the collapse of dominoes, all the glasses could no longer maintain their shape and broke into pieces in a tragic song!
The crowd's expressions were as cracked as these glasses.
After the singing stopped, the place was deathly quiet.
Feng Qianqian looked at her friend dumbfounded. Everyone else in the audience stared at the broken glass in a daze. The wine flowed all over the table, and some dripped under the table, soaking the middle-aged man's suit. The middle-aged man jumped up suddenly.
"Sorry, the high note was broken and it doesn't sound very good."
The petite girl looked at everyone apologetically with her innocent little deer eyes. Under everyone's dull eyes, she gave a curtain call and sat back down.
The cup in Young Master Song's hand was also shattered, and the red wine flowed down his hand. He wiped his hands with a tissue, "Awesome."
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