Chasing Tides

Chapter 9

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The sky has been overcast since the morning on Sunday.

The FocusShow music festival was rehearsed in the morning, red carpet in the afternoon, and broadcast live around the world in the evening. The time was very tight. All AOW members gathered at the company at 6 in the morning, and waited in line for the rehearsal at the place. Several singers in front were diligently stepping on the spot, and by the time it was their turn, it was almost lunch time.

Among the seven people, not many had stage experience, and everyone was very nervous. I couldn’t remember the facial expressions that the teacher emphasized repeatedly, looking for the camera, etc. Gao Ming, who had strong business skills, also made mistakes one after another. , he ran into the wrong place and collided with Ning Lan.

Ning Lan was a little hypoglycemic. He knocked him back two steps, and sat on the ground with a soft leg. Gao Ming wanted to apologize, but when he saw that he couldn't stand up, he thought he was pretending, who didn't eat early in the morning? coming

The music stopped abruptly, Wang Bingyang, who was closest to them, came to help Ning Lan, Sui Yi also came over from the front row to ask what was wrong, Ning Lan shook her head palely, and finally Sui Yi went to say hello to the staff below, saying that they need to rest and rectify , let the person behind you go first.

Fang Yu took out a few pieces of chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it into Ning Lan: "Eat some sweet pads first. I also have low blood sugar, and I often have snacks on my body. I'll come to me later when I'm hungry."

Lu Xiaochuan said, "The meal you ordered will be delivered immediately. Let's continue after eating."

Ning Lan thought that when the two of them didn't quarrel, it was actually pretty good.

After lunch, AOW came to the stage again and quickly passed the two songs, and then Zhang Fan led him to the backstage to change clothes and make up. Zhang Fan is very busy today. She has brought several groups of artists to perform, including the senior sister group V-Wish. She said that the senior sister group will walk the red carpet in front of them and take a photo with them to increase their exposure.

The weather did not clear up in the afternoon, and the gray-black cloud was very close to the ground, covering the top of people's heads and seemed to be pressed down at any time.

Ning Lan was as nervous on the red carpet as when he was taking the college entrance examination. He looked up at the sky. It was the same weather back then. The pen passed out on the table.

He persuaded himself in his heart, don't be nervous, it's okay, this is just work, it doesn't matter what others say about me, I'm just making money.

Just like the college entrance examination in those days, what if you are nervous and work hard? He was destined to not be able to go to university in a safe and secure manner, and it was a blessing to be able to graduate from high school. They all said that going to school was the only way for people at the bottom to turn over, but he didn't even get this opportunity.

After walking the red carpet in confusion, Sui Yi led AOW to say hello to the seniors while waiting for admission in the lounge leading to the stage. Ning Lan saw that he was carrying a profile of active people in the entertainment industry with photos between training sessions, and was surprised at the time. Aren't these people familiar faces that often appear on TV networks? Can you use your back

It was only later that I learned that Young Master Sui studied classical music and did not care about all kinds of entertainment circles. As for why he suddenly entered the entertainment industry after learning the violin well, Ning Lan thought about it and felt that it could only be explained by trying to fight against his family during the rebellious period.

What a capricious life, he couldn't help but sigh.

Because they were facing the camera the whole time after entering the venue, Zhang Fan prohibited them from carrying mobile phones. AOW's performance arrangement was relatively backward. After the teenagers communicated with their seniors, they all hid in the corner and played with their mobile phones, sharing with friends and family the first time they walked the red carpet Mood. Wang Bingyang blushed with excitement, and said to the phone, "Xue Ying, the actress Xue Ying has spoken to me! You must have no idea how beautiful she is in real life!"

Ning Lan also held the phone and pressed the power button to turn on the screen for a while and then turn it off. He didn't know who to share with, and no one would be happy for him.

Just when An Lin came to collect her phone with her large canvas bag on her back, Ning Lan's phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar number that he didn't remember. He thought it was an advertisement, so he hung up and called again in a few seconds.

An Lin walked up to him: "Quickly pick it up, you won't be able to touch the phone until 6 hours later."

Ning Lan turned her back and picked it up.

"Stinky bitch, you still know how to answer the phone? You didn't tell me when you changed the number. Who the hell gave you the guts?"

Ning Lan's heart sank, he could only think of a way for Xie Tianhao to know his new number.

He stepped back to the side, left the crowd, and covered the receiver with his hand: "What do you want to do?"

Xie Tianhao laughed, arrogant and wretched: "Of course I want to do it / you, stinky bitch / son, I spent so much money, I just touched it twice, do you think I am not at a loss?"

Ning Lan lowered her voice: "Don't touch my uncle and aunt, the money will be paid back to you soon."

"Yo, listen and listen," Xie Tianhao's voice was far away, the background sound was a little noisy, and there seemed to be several people around, "listen to what your good son said? He doesn't care about you, he cares about his uncle and aunt. ."

Then a mournful female voice came from the phone: "Lanlan, Lanlan, save your mother, Lanlan, they are going to kill her!"

The men around were laughing and laughing, Ning Lan heard the woman cry out in pain, and Xie Tianhao's voice was close to the microphone: "Did you hear it? Your good mother called you, please come and save her, do you care or not? "

Ning Lan raised it in her throat and said, "You let her go."

"Tsk, it's easy to say, I spent so much money, how do you say that? Oh, I can't swallow this breath after losing my wife." With the woman's long painful cry.

"I said I would pay her back, so let her go first, okay?" Ning Lan felt that this was not convincing, but he didn't know what else to say.

Xie Tianhao threw the stick in his hand, and the younger brother next to him lit a cigarette for him: "Well, I'll give you two ways, either collect the 200,000 yuan now, not less than a cent, or appear in front of Laozi immediately. ."

Ning Lan had no other choice, and said softly, "Can you do it in three days, brother, give me three days."

Xie Tianhao had nothing to say to him, and he slowly exhaled: "Isn't it good to be obedient like this? My brother has been looking for you for so many days, and now he is very manic, so let's go, before it gets dark tomorrow, people or money , you must see the same, brother will give you one last chance, you can decide."

Ning Lan hung up the phone, took two deep breaths, returned to the team as calmly as possible, and said to An Lin, "Sister, I want to go back to the company."

An Lin: "Why are you going back to the company? We'll be in right away."

"I-I asked for an amulet before and threw it in the practice room. I wouldn't dare to go on stage without it."

An Lin almost laughed: "Why are you still superstitious at such a young age? I'll go get it for you, you sit here."

Ning Lan hurriedly said: "I'll go by myself, you don't know where, I'm hiding very well."

An Lin looked at the time, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay, I know you are nervous when you are on stage for the first time." She pointed Ning Lan in the direction, "Go out through the back door, there are many taxis waiting for passengers there, get it. Come back quickly."

Ning Lan agreed, turned around and left, Sui Yi chased after him and pulled him, took out two hundred yuan from his pocket: "You didn't bring any money, did you? Just go for a taxi with nothing in your hands?"

Ning Lan didn't dare to look up at him, took the money hastily, said "thank you", and walked through the crowd to the back door.

Arriving at the dormitory ten minutes later, Ning Lan looked up at the clock on the wall. At six o'clock in the evening, the last bus to go home was at seven o'clock, twenty-one hours, and it should not be dark before arriving home.

He wiped the water off his face indiscriminately. After a day of holding back, the rain finally fell. After he got out of the taxi, he walked from the gate of the community to the stairs, and he was soaked all over. A spring rain broke out with the momentum of a torrential rain, and the windows were ping-pong, just like him. Troubled.

When he ran out of the recording site, he acted on impulse, but the ten minutes in the car was enough for him to think clearly.

No matter how bad that woman is, she is also his only mother, the mother who slept with him and sang to him when he was a child.

The number might have been told by my aunt to my mother, or it might have been asked by Xie Tianhao from my aunt. In either case, it was terrible.

He can't come up with that much money, so he has to go.

Ning Lan shook her hands and opened Gu Chenkai's cabinet. He had seen the child take money from it. He found a wallet at the far end of the cabinet, and he took out all the cash in it. It was about a thousand yuan, enough to buy a ticket.

The entire dormitory belonged to Gu Chenkai who spent the most money. He only ate imported snacks, and his clothes were not the same for a month. With more than 1,000 yuan, it should not affect his life.

No one in the entire AOW is as down as he is. If he leaves, they will be happy and cheer. One less person will destroy the formation, so the backup dancer can temporarily stand on top. Today, Starlight Entertainment brought two backup dancers, and all of them dance better than him. When the ceremony is over, the company's official blog should issue a press release saying "Member Ning Lan withdrew from the group's premiere for no reason, and is now removed from AOW", with their efficiency, maybe another member can be arranged soon, Or simply changing to a six-person team is also good.

As long as he doesn't have this scourge, everything is fine.

Perhaps because of the rainy weather, Ning Lan felt a tightness in her chest and was a little breathless. He tore a piece of paper from the back of his notebook full of notes. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a pen. He went to Sui Yi's desk to find one. As soon as it was tilted, a hole was poked in the paper.

He removed the paper, and on the table were the three letters "AOW" that Gu Chenkai could not sleep at night, and spent half the night with the lamp on.

Those teenagers come from all over the world, with various goals, the only thing in common is to regard this group as a new beginning in life, looking forward to getting rid of the past and moving towards an unknown and hopeful future.

The three words "I'm sorry" are so weak. What is he, he is already helpless, dragging innocent people into the water, and delusionally begging for forgiveness

Ning Lan numbly threw away the pen, did not continue to write, and did not dare to look at it again. She randomly took two pieces of clothes from the cabinet, and when her eyes touched a few warm babies and plaster stickers piled by the bed, she was stunned for a while, and then Pick it up and stuff it into the bag with your clothes.

He didn't look back when he left, because God never gave him a chance to go back.

Opening the door, the voice-activated light above his head lit up, and there was a person standing at the door who was soaked in the rain just like him.

Sui Yi held the umbrella but didn't hit it. His eyes slowly looked down from Ning Lan's pale face as he saw the bag he was carrying.

A drop of rain dripped from the tip of his forehead, and his voice was as cold as rain: "Where are you going?"