The purchase ratio did not reach 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 on the chair on the farthest side.
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 is 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 his debut, and he's able to open his own solo show, not to mention in Jindian, even in the whole circle, it's rare."
The boy next to him said: "Yes, 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 signing will be six episodes."
Another brown-haired boy said in a low voice, "Didn't Sister Chen say yesterday that seniors are coming to the company at noon today, so let's have a meeting in the lobby 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, low in sugar and 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?"
Jindian's trainees generally need to go through six courses, but after the first course is over, there are less than 10% of those who are willing to persevere.
Those who can survive to the end have experienced rigorous training that others can't imagine. But like many fields, on the road of dance and vocal music, hard work can only improve the lower limit. What really determines the upper limit is the talent that cannot be changed by manpower.
There is no doubt about An Xumo's hard work, but most of the evaluations he has received are due to his talent.
An Xumo is like a bright pearl. At this time, the clam shell has not faded, but people with discerning eyes have already seen the light on him.
The practice areas of Jindian are grouped together, and several dance studios are on the same floor. An Xumo thanked the teacher, and after taking a brief shower, he left the dance studio while thinking about what to eat for dinner. There were other trainees in the corridor who had finished their classes. An Xumo was walking alone when the cell phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly. He reached out and found that it was his personal cell phone.
An Xumo was taken aback by the name on the screen, and he stopped involuntarily. After rubbing his palm on his pants twice, An Xumo raised his hand and carefully opened the call.
"Hey… ?"
Before the voice from the opposite side could be heard, An Xumo was suddenly hit by a force from behind. He staggered and managed to hold on to the side door so as not to fall. An Xumo turned his head in surprise, but the people behind pushed him directly into the next room.
"Well… !"
With a "touch", An Xumo slammed down on the wooden floor. He was suffocated in pain | snorting, the phone in his hand slipped out and landed half a meter away from him.
"Yo, why did our big star fall down and walk so carelessly."
An obviously mocking voice sounded, and An Xumo, who sat up with his arms supported, looked up: "... Lu Yingtu?"
A total of seven people followed in, and the last one even closed the door of this idle dance studio with his backhand. An Xumo took a glance and found that these people were the trainees who were waiting for Han Ming in the hall that day.
Lu Yingtu smiled "haha": "I didn't expect that the big star still remembers my name. I'm really flattered."
An Xumo was a little confused, so he asked, "What's the matter?"
Lu Yingtu spat, and said with a sneer: "What kind of pretense are you pretending? Bai Lianhua is pretty good at it. Tell me about yourself, what kind of dance do you practice, why don't you just go and act?"
Someone behind him echoed: "That's right, it's fine to grab once, but you have to take advantage of it twice, and you always look innocent. You also used this trick in front of Han Ming, right?"
Standing next to him was the brown-haired boy from before, and he clapped his hands: "That's it, don't talk nonsense with him, just give him a good beating to let him out."
The few people standing behind heard the words and immediately pulled out several arm-long clubs from under the cushions in the corner. They obviously planned for a long time, and the location and tools were already prepared. An Xumo wanted to stand up from the ground, but Lu Yingtu kicked him in his chest. The friction between his body and the wooden floor made a piercing sound, which made his ears even more frightened.
But this kind of movement can be called pleasant to the other seven people in the house. Each of them took a club and surrounded An Xumo directly in the middle.
Lu Yingtu had already raised the club first, but just as the thick|long stick was about to fall, there was a loud "crash" in the room.
"Who?!"
The few people who were startled hurriedly looked around, but there was no one else in the dance room. They looked around nervously before someone shouted: "There!"
I saw that the mobile phone that fell not far away was still on, and the screen displayed a bright call. When he was thrown out just now, the loudspeaker button was accidentally touched so that the sound in the room was completely included in the phone, and a deep male voice was also amplified and transmitted.
"who are you?"
The sound of the loudspeaker was unavoidably distorted. The brown-haired boy who was closest bent down to pick up the phone, and saw the word "brother" displayed on the screen.
The situation of An Xumo is also well-known among the trainees. Before, the trainees conducted closed training in a training center in the suburbs. Because of the remote location, every time they finally got a vacation, other people would have their parents and friends to come. pick up. Only An Xumo himself, no one has ever come to pick him up.
He doesn't even go home, he just stays in the training camp and spends the whole vacation by himself.
In this situation, no one would believe how much An Xumo's family cared about him. As for this brother who came out of nowhere, he did not pose any threat to them. How capable is a relative of a trainee, if this person is good, An Xumo shouldn't be a trainee here long ago.
Lu Yingtu laughed, and said in a slow tone to the phone in the brown-haired boy's hand: "Brother, we are Xiaoan's good friends. Isn't this just for exchanging feelings, so you don't have to worry about it ,what."
Several other people laughed, and deliberately echoed: "That's right."
"Let's exchange feelings~"
Their laughter hadn't stopped yet, but An Xumo, who hadn't reacted at all, suddenly rushed over from his kneeling position. He charged up and punched Lu Yingtu hard in the face!
"what!!"
Lu Yingtu was caught off guard, and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. He covered his swollen face with embarrassment and gritted his teeth, shouting: "You fucking dare to hit me?! I can't beat you to death!" , beat him up!"
Everyone who was startled reacted under Lu Yingtu's yell, and quickly raised the clubs in their hands again. An Xumo was already on the thin side, tired for a day and didn't eat enough, and didn't know how to fight even if he didn't have enough strength. The punch just now was only successful when he took advantage of his unpreparedness. At this time, he was surrounded by six or seven people of the same age, and he had no strength to fight back at all.
The club with the sound of breaking through the air slammed down on the thin back, An Xumo grunted in pain, and was about to grit his teeth to swallow the pain, but heard a loud "bang" not far away.
This time it wasn't the voice coming from the loudspeaker of the mobile phone. The door of the dance room was pushed open. The person standing at the door saw the situation inside the room and shouted sharply: "What are you doing!"
The seven people who were still holding clubs panicked when they saw who was coming: "Chen, sister Chen..."
Standing at the door was none other than Chen Li, the agent who was in charge of their eleven trainees. Unlike Tang Tang, Chen Li's temper is notoriously fiery, and the trainees under her are all in awe of her because they are all people who have not yet debuted. Even Lu Yingtu and the others, who were accustomed to flattery and flattery, did not dare to speak loudly in front of Chen Li.
Chen Li, who was dressed in a professional dress, stepped on high heels and walked into the dance room. The sound of "da" and "da" footsteps made the faces of several people paler and paler. What made them even more frightened was that there was a person behind Chen Li , he also walked in, his tall figure was very familiar—
It turned out to be Han Ming who they were talking about just now!
"Don't let me put down the stick!" Chen Li yelled angrily, and after the seven people retreated into a row tremblingly, she let go of her right hand covering the mobile phone, and said in a very gentle tone: "Hey, Xin Director, I've already come, hey, yes, yes, don't worry, I will definitely deal with this matter seriously."
The few trainees hadn't reacted from the shock of seeing Han Ming, but they were startled again by Chen Li's uncharacteristically respectful tone. After they realized what Chen Li said, they couldn't even stand still.
Director Xin, Xin, how many directors in Jindian have the surname Xin
They were still clinging to the last sliver of fantasy, but Chen Li had already said to the other side: "Director Xin, I have to trouble you and brother Zhou to speak kindly about this matter, I will definitely..."
Before she finished speaking, it seemed that someone had changed over there, and Chen Li's tone immediately became more respectful: "Brother Zhou, hey, are you with Director Xin? Yes, I'm Chen Li, don't worry, I will definitely handle it properly..."
Apart from Chen Li's voice, there was no movement in the room. The seven trainees looked at Chen Li who was nodding in disbelief. Han Ming at the door also followed in. He walked up to An Xumo who was kneeling on the ground, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.
"Are you OK?"
"Just keep going."
After the waiter left, the surrounding eyes gradually dissipated. This restaurant is expensive, and there are not many customers at this time. In addition, Zhou Jinchen has been sitting, and the only person standing up is Xin Zimai, and others are also watching. Not to Zhou Jin's face. Having managed to avoid a double-edition news in the entertainment society of "famous movie stars smashing stores in the street", Xin Zimai went to see the instigator on the opposite side, and found that the other party had already switched back to his mobile phone and was talking.