In the spacious and bright dance room, a brand-new floor-to-ceiling mirror occupies the entire wall space. Eleven boys with broad shoulders, long legs, and similar height are practicing the same dance music. The extremely dynamic melody has high requirements on the physical fitness and dance quality of the practitioners. Even in a room with a constant temperature, there are obvious beads of sweat on everyone's forehead and back of the neck.
The trainees who had rehearsed for two hours had a ten-minute break until the hour struck. The audio disc was cut to a brisk rest song, and the trainees stretched their sore limbs and sat on a row of benches by the wall one after another.
These boys are the key trainees trained in Jindian Entertainment's new year plan, and they have gone through 13 selections and assessments before being selected. The conditions of each of them are good enough, but among these eleven people, there is still a winner who is recognized by everyone as having the best appearance.
An Xumo—he was also the youngest of the group.
Transparent drops of sweat rolled down from the graceful chin, panting slightly, An Xumo picked up a bottle of dark green energy drink, and a small section of white | white and flexible lower back disappeared in a blink of an eye. While wiping his forehead with a towel, he sat down on the farthest chair.
Because the line dance teacher was not there, the atmosphere in the room seemed much more relaxed. When An Xumo sat down, Lu Yingtu beside him was chatting with the person beside him. There were four people sitting on a bench, but only one person remained silent. Lu Yingtu's back was like an invisible line, with barriers clearly dividing the space on both sides.
Several people were talking about the first public performance they participated in, which was the solo concert of the same company artist Han Ming a week ago. Lu Yingtu said: "Senior, it's only been three years since he made his debut, and it's rare to be able to hold his own solo show, not to mention in Jindian, even in the whole circle."
The boy next to him said: "Yeah, I heard that senior is going to record the second season of "Sunny on the Weekend". This time, he will be a permanent resident. One lot will be six episodes."
Another brown-haired boy said in a low voice, "Didn't Sister Chen say yesterday that senior will come to the company at noon today? Let's go to the lobby to have a meeting during the lunch break?" , even though he lowered his voice, his eyes still kept looking there. Seeing An Xumo unknowingly drinking his energy drink with his head up, he looked away in relief.
In order to conceal his movements, the brown-haired boy also unscrewed the green drink in his hand and took a sip. This is a drink specially prepared by the company. It is low in sugar, low in calories, and full of nutrients. Trainees like them have to pay for it themselves.
But expensive does not mean how good the taste is. The unprepared brown-haired boy choked on the sour and bitter taste in his mouth as soon as he took a sip. Even though he tried not to spit it out, his expression twisted uncontrollably.
Lu Yingtu laughed at him: "After drinking bitter gourd water for so long, you can still choke on it, good luck."
Naturally, there is no bitter gourd in the ingredients of energy drinks, and it even has a very advanced official name. But the taste and color of this drink are so strange that it is called bitter melon water by everyone. The brown-haired boy laughed, and while continuing to chat, he couldn't help but quietly cast his eyes on An Xumo who was in the farthest corner.
The bottle of bitter gourd water in An Xumo's hand had already bottomed out.
An Xumo, who drank a whole bottle of energy drink, didn't pay attention to the movement around him. He screwed up the clean drink bottle and put it back in the drink box in the corner, but his empty stomach still protested hunger .
Energy drinks are different from ordinary drinks. Drinking a bottle is enough for high-intensity exercise for half a day. But for An Xumo, who was underage, it was still not enough to fill his stomach. An Xumo rubbed his stomach, he hesitated for a while, but still didn't go to get the second bottle of drink.
His money is no longer enough to pay for the excess drinks, and there will be a lunch break in two hours. To be honest, An Xumo doesn't like the taste of energy drinks. Thinking of the steaming lunch, he thinks he can bear it for a while longer. Tolerate.
The ten-minute break was fleeting, and the strong dynamic dance music repeated thousands of times sounded again in the room. Jindian Entertainment has been able to dominate the film industry for decades, and can also impact the already stable situation in the music industry in one fell swoop. The achievements it has achieved today are absolutely inseparable from the high-intensity and efficient work within the company. It is normal for these undebuted trainees to train for more than ten hours a day.
After two hours, the morning class finally came to an end. When they were disbanding, Brother Li, who was in charge of the dance, suddenly stopped An Xumo, who was at the end of the line.
"Hey, Xiao Mo, Xiao Tang asked me to tell you that you don't have to go to the small restaurant at noon, go directly to 213, she will wait for you there."
An Xumo froze for a moment, then nodded amidst many unclear gazes. His expression was respectful, but he would not appear overly attentive: "Thank you, Brother Li."
Brother Li smiled, and patted An Xumo on the shoulder: "You're welcome, you have also become the first in this new batch to have a manager. There is still a long way to go, so work hard."
For Han Ming's concert, he found a new group of 11 people to go to the concert, but An Xumo was the only one who stood out in the end. This kid's appearance and stage performance are nothing to say, Brother Li has many people, and his eyes are also poisonous, there are not many people who can let him send blessings in the entire Jindian.
Others in the room naturally knew Brother Li's temperament. After his words fell, the faces of the other ten people looked worse than their dance practice clothes that had been soaked several times. They didn't dare to let Brother Li see it, so they could only step on An Xumo who was facing everyone. An Xumo still looked ignorant, and only thanked Brother Li in front of him once more, then turned and left the dance room.
The small restaurant is where the trainees eat. An Xumo was called away by his new manager, and he ate lunch in the other party's office.
The person in charge of An Xumo was called Tang Tang. He said he was an agent, but he hadn't brought a celebrity by himself before, so he was a novice just like An Xumo. When An Xumo was handed over to her, Tang Tang was also in charge of several other artists who had just signed contracts. The reason why only An Xumo was able to go to the office for dinner was because of their friendship before joining the company.
When An Xumo knocked on the door and entered, Tang Tang happened to take out his lunch. She gently opened the lid of the insulated box, and the crisp white flowers were displayed in front of the two of them.
Tang Tang said happily: "Come here, Xiao Mo, this is a package I specially customized for you, and the company's nutritionist strongly recommended it to me."
An Xumo saw the contents of the lunch box clearly, and a sour choking feeling appeared in his throat and stomach at the same time. He just took a shower, and now he exudes a faint fragrance, but no matter how good he smells, it is definitely not as fresh as the lunch in front of him—
What Tang Tang prepared for him was a piece of chicken breast with precisely controlled condiments, and half a plate of boiled broccoli without any oily smell.
Although the meal in the small restaurant is rationed for one person, it will be a bit oily anyway, unlike the plate in front of him now, there is only half an egg, and it was cut into four slices stingily.
An Xumo sniffed, and finally took the knife and fork from Tang Tang. Tang Tang was continuing to mutter: "Xiao Mo, to be an idol, you must pay attention to maintaining your figure. I felt that you had potential in the exchange year of junior high school, but you must persist. Even if God rewards you with food, we must be able to accept it." Just live."
An Xumo's junior high school was studied in an aristocratic school, and there were a lot of activities in the school. Tang Tang was an exchange student two grades older than him, and the two met during the one-month exchange period because of activities. No one expected that this short-lived relationship could continue outside the entertainment circle.
Tang Tang talked a little too much, but he really thought about him. Although An Xumo was sad, he didn't intend to refute. He could only silently tear open the chicken breast, barely swallowing the paper-like food.
Not long after, Tang Tang received a work call. She asked An Xumo to eat well in the office, and she would come back as soon as she was done. An Xumo nodded and sent her out. After returning to the desk where there was only one person, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
The trainees all use the sponsor's mobile phone bought at a discount, but the one An Xumo took out is his personal mobile phone. He found a live dynamic photo from the private|secret album, placed his mobile phone upright next to the lunch box, looked at the photo, and continued to eat his unpalatable nutritional meal.
In recent years, eating and broadcasting has become popular, and many people who lose weight or have taboos will watch videos of other people eating and chatting for comfort. But the photo that An Xumo clicked was neither a well-known broadcaster nor the sweet and sour ribs he had wanted for a long time, but a side photo of a man.
The man in the photo has a stern expression and a stunning appearance. He was wearing a dark gray suit, and the close-fitting couture outlined a perfect figure, making his shoulders more and more straight. The photo appeared slightly distorted due to excessive zooming in, but from those softened pixels, it could be seen that this person was handsome and repulsive.
The short dynamic live recorded the movement process of the man getting up. Quiet|sitting with an elegant and straight posture, and those pair of sky-defyingly long|legs when standing up are even more eye-catching. The clip of just a few seconds reveals the man's outstanding temperament and appearance without a doubt, and anyone who watches it can't help but sigh a few times in admiration from the bottom of his heart.
An Xumo's reaction was more direct. As soon as the photos were shown, his meal progress was obviously much more effective. When you eat the boiled broccoli, your mouth is full of sweet vegetable aroma, and the paper-like chicken breast becomes smooth and tender. Even though he has seen this photo for half a year, the attractiveness of the man in the photo has never been diminished by the familiar monotonous picture.
The unpalatable lunch was quickly wiped out, and even the decorative carrot slices in the lunch box were eaten by An Xumo with small bites. After finishing the last bit of sugar-free yogurt, An Xumo was about to put away his mobile phone, but he heard a curious voice behind him asking, "Xiao Mo, what are you looking at?"
The yogurt carton was crushed by subconsciously tense fingers. An Xumo hurriedly stood up, and Tang Tang had already walked around behind him. After glancing at the clean lunch box, Tang Tang's tone became visibly brighter: "I'm still worried that you won't be able to eat it. It seems that the set meal tastes pretty good."
An Xumo nodded out of conscience: "Yeah."
He was about to use the topic to distract this matter, but Tang Tang changed the topic back: "By the way, the one you just looked at, is that brother Zhou's photo?"