Ning Lan squatted at the west gate of the labor market and took a bite of the half-cold pancake fruit. With the other hand in his pocket, he took out an ID card and two red notes, which were his last possessions.
After a little bit of calculation, the cheapest Tongzilou hotel around costs 61 nights, and he has to eat two sets of pancakes and drink a bottle of water a day. That is to say, within three days, he must find a job and a place to live.
At the beginning of spring, the weather in the north was still very cold. The snow didn’t stop until the morning. Someone stepped on a curved path at the entrance of the labor market. The terrain was uneven. A dirty little puddle.
Ning Lan squatted beside one of the puddles, a gust of cold wind blew, he took a few breaths of warm air into his palm, and then rubbed it hard. Most of the people entering and leaving this so-called labor market are black intermediaries or migrant workers who don’t know anything about entering the city for the first time.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a dime of wages left at the end of the year, he would have to hide in Tibet and dare not show his face in the old business that he had worked for a few years, and he would not have been reduced to the point of going to the construction site to move bricks.
He has been squatting here for almost all morning, and there is no contractor who is willing to use him. The reason is probably because his legs are thin and his arms are thin, so he has no strength to look at it.
The water in the bottle was exhausted, Ning Lan swallowed the last pancake with difficulty, her esophagus was about to burn, and she scolded fiercely, "Damn..."
He stood up and threw the empty bottle and plastic bag into the trash can. When he walked in front of him, he felt like he was mentally retarded. The surrounding garbage was all over the place. How could he still think about contributing to the environmental protection cause of the capital
Just as he was about to turn around after throwing the things in his hand, a can of soda rolled to his feet, bumped against the side of his feet and bounced off. Turning his head, a big red car was parked on the side of the road, the window was open, the female driver with poor shooting skills took off her sunglasses and smiled and said, "I'm sorry, little brother, I didn't throw it right."
Ning Lan was in a very bad mood. Out of the professional habit she had developed over the years, she returned a smile. She bent over to pick up the cans and threw them into the trash. Then she returned to the west gate with her hands in her pockets, and continued to observe the trouble of making a living. People who are in a hurry, by the way, think about whether they should go to the east gate and try to squat in the afternoon.
In this dusty urban-rural border, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground is very out of place.
"Little brother, are you looking for a job?"
Ning Lan raised her head, and the female driver just now looked at him with a half-smile.
In a matter of seconds, he swept the entire body of the woman in her mid-thirties, and then responded quickly with a charming smile: "Yes, Miss, would you like to introduce me to a job?"
Zhang Fan took Ning Lan to the planning office on the 26th floor of the Starlight Entertainment Building, and took out a contract from the office drawer and put it in front of him: "Look at it, if you agree, sign it at the end."
On the way here, Zhang Fan had already asked Ning Lan's basic information, including height, weight, age, birthplace, educational background, constellation, and even shoe size. Ning Lan had not quite figured out what to do with him by now, and the contract was densely packed. Yes, he felt dizzy just looking at it.
Seeing him in a daze, Zhang Fan took the contract and used a marker to circle the key points: "A three-year contract, the salary will be paid from the start of the job, and the basic salary plus bonus. The bonus includes various public income such as albums, commercial performances, and programs. If you can earn more, the company will never stop your development.”
"How much is the basic salary?" This is the question that Ning Lan is most concerned about now.
Zhang Fan said a figure, which was twice the basic salary of Ning Lan's previous work in the hotel.
He turned directly to the last page and wrote his name on the signature column.
Zhang Fan was a little surprised: "Don't look at it anymore?"
Ning Lan threw the pen away and stretched out: "Don't look at it, sister, you don't look like a liar in the arena. Besides, I'm a pauper, what can I deceive?"
Zhang Fan: "Aren't you afraid that what I signed for you is a deed of prostitution?"
Ning Lan said: "In a society governed by the rule of law, there are really those underground transactions, and you wouldn't bring me to this place with windows on all sides... Besides, didn't the contract state how many other teammates I have? Someone? Come with me, I'm afraid of a fart."
Zhang Fan was amused by him, but he didn't expect to find such a wonderful person inadvertently.
"Take out the ID card." Zhang Fan reached out to him.
Ning Lan took out the card and put it on the table, Zhang Fan took it over and raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this only 18 years old? Why did the car say he was 23 just now?"
Ning Lan was stunned, he almost forgot about it.
"It's really 23, there's a problem with the ID card," he explained.
Zhang Fan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I will say that I am 18 when I go out later."
Ning Lan agreed. Anyway, it was the uncle who gave the money. As long as the money was enough, it would be ok for him to pretend to be 8 years old.
After signing the contract, Zhang Fan reached out to him: "Hello, my name is Zhang Fan, and I will be your agent from today on."
Ning Lan smiled and stretched out her hand to shake back: "Please take care of me."
At noon, Zhang Fan took him to the company restaurant for dinner, and Ning Lan found that the employees in this company were all dressed up brightly, and they were on par with the guests who entered and exited the star-rated hotel.
Looking down at himself again, he was wearing a ripped cotton jacket that he had been wearing for two years. He was wearing a pair of jeans that had been washed white. If they were torn on the knees, they could still be considered fashionable. Ning Lan pondered that when she was paid, she had to buy decent clothes first. After all, she had to rely on her face to eat, so she couldn't look too ugly when she went out.
After the meal, Zhang Fan led him to an empty room with a whole wall of mirrors, and said, "You will study hard here for the next half month. Wait for the dancer to come over and learn the movements as soon as possible. What lyrics? It's relatively simple, and it won't let you really sing, just have a good mouth shape when you go on stage."
Ning Lan nodded confusedly and agreed. Shortly after Zhang Fan left, the dance teacher came over. She was a girl in her early twenties and introduced herself as Xu Mingrui.
"Mr. Xu, can I ask a question?" Ning Lan said with a grin as she pressed her leg.
Xu Rui looked at the little girl Svenwen, but her hands were very strong, and she didn't relax when she pressed his shoulder: "You ask."
Ning Lan was out of breath: "Your company, oh no, our company... looking for a backup dancer... If you don't go to the theater group, dance school, etc., go to the street to catch them?"
Xu Rui looked at him suspiciously: "Did you catch it from the street?"
Ning Lan: "Ang."
Xu Rui patted his waist and thighs to keep him in the posture: "Well, no wonder, there is no foundation at all. Even if you want to be a backup dancer on your condition, the company will not accept it."
Ning Lan: "What?"
Teacher Xu touched the faint dimples on his face with his fingers hanging in the air: "But being an idol, it's still okay to pick up."
Love... beans
Ning Lan was startled.
When Zhang Fan heard Ning Lan shouting on the phone, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't be nervous, just go on stage to sing and dance. Whether you can become a real star depends on your own good fortune."
Ning Lan couldn't hold her phone steady: "Then, then, when will I be on TV?"
"Why, are you afraid of being wanted for doing something bad?"
Ning Lan licked her lips and said with a guilty conscience: "No, just... Be mentally prepared."
"Next month, FocusShow music festival, debut, don't be afraid, you are not fighting alone."
Ning Lan remembered: "Where are my teammates?"
Zhang Fan: "I'll see you later."
During the afternoon break, Xu Rui told Ning Lan that the boy group he wanted to join was called AOW, and there were seven members in the debut lineup.
Ning Lan flipped through the debut announcement on Weibo, hehe, Zhile, aren't these seven gourd babies.
There are currently three members of the group that have been made public, and Ning Lan hurriedly swept over them. All three of them were capped at the age of eighteen, and they were so tender that they could pinch out of water. These children are not all the same age as him, right
"That is to say, if it wasn't for that kid dying, it wouldn't be my turn at all?"
After listening to Teacher Xu's words, Ning Lan had a clear understanding of why she was able to join the group.
AOW has become an army as early as the second half of last year, and the debut single has been recorded, and it will be released after a year. Who would have known that a year later, one of the members named Feng Qiu was restless in his hometown. He went to the street to fight and was arrested in the bureau. He even appeared on the local TV station. It was not a big deal. The talent show singer was born and has a certain reputation. In addition, the external image is a cute and simple cute boy. As soon as the video of the crowd fighting came out, people set up a horse to go to Antarctica. Fans and passers-by became angry and turned black, and jointly petitioned him to get out. Entertainment.
"Well, you can say that." Xu Rui said, "The debut time can't be changed, the company has to choose another newcomer, and they have not found a suitable one. Everyone thought that the seven-member group was going to be changed to six, and you turned out. already."
Ning Lan has an inexplicable sense of being ordered in danger, but also feels that this company is too hasty, so you are not afraid of catching a bad guy
Xu Rui smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Sister Zhang Fan is famous for her good eyesight, V-wish knows, she personally selects every member, and no one was optimistic when they first debuted. Idol, business Abilities are secondary, and they can all be trained the day after tomorrow, but the qualities that make you poignant are innate."
V-wish is a girl group that is now popular all over Asia.
"Besides, about the second after she knew your name, she sent someone to investigate in various systems. If there is any black history, she will definitely leave you on the way and never look back."
Ning Lan laughed along, but a layer of goosebumps appeared in her heart. After graduating from high school, he has been struggling in the society, and he considers himself rich in social experience. However, no matter how good he is, he can't dance in such a completely unfamiliar field. Same fate.
It's not easy to get such a glamorous job, and... I heard that being a star makes money quickly.
He really needs money.