The end result was that Zhou Meng was treated as a wicked person who had done bad to me, and sprinkled glass slag on my shoes. Everyone even turned this hatred of this originally false result into Sympathy for me, to be honest, trampling on the flesh and blood of others, such a voice of support, I would rather not.
She was also spread a little bit by the unspoken rules. I can’t even imagine that if her parents saw the daughter she was proud of, she would end up with that kind of image in other people’s mouths. What a heartache it should be.
But fortunately, Duan Qiao understood me. After asking my opinion afterwards, in the next few days, he kept sending people online to delete those comments that were bad for this girl. To be fair, this is me. What she can do is the best help for her.
All these bad voices will follow Duan Qiao’s actions and the precipitation of time will be completely erased within a few days. If she does not return to everyone’s sight, everyone will not even remember it. Who is a girl and what is her name, but I hope that the reconstruction of her mind will be able to become strong again as soon as the heat recedes.
I turned my eyes back to the back of the villa, and the director made the other two little girls cry again after only a few words.
He didn't even explain to them too much like Zhou Meng, but just described the result to them.
"You two, don’t think about it. You can actually guess what I called you behind here. When I step onto the stage this week, I hope to hear and see you make the right decision. It’s best to retire. As a result, as for the media asked whether the decision was made voluntarily, I think you also know it. Okay, go back and rest. If you are willing to follow the vocal class, you can enjoy it for two more days. If you don’t want to, just let me go.” The director said. After these words, he waved his hand like dismissing them, turned his head and walked towards me.
For a while, I watched the three girls being arbitrarily placed around like chess pieces. They completely succumbed to such rights. I don't even know how to describe my feelings at this moment. It is extremely complicated.
I never thought that one day something like this would happen around me. I would witness this kind of low-level thing with my own eyes, which made me feel disdainful, but it was really commonplace.
I thought that Duan Qiao had protected me well enough that I didn't have to let me go through so many bloody forests and let them just spread out in front of me, but it was still not the case.
In this world, there is still a dark side where even a bridge cannot be avoided and balanced, and I can only choose to accept it slowly.
I can't be a girl who only dreams of her own with both hands, and reality does not give me such an opportunity.
Just like before, I always felt that I could not be strong or weak, but being weak and naive should not stay behind me forever. These two things will not make me grow or even crush me.
The director was extremely disdainful and even dismissed the two people formulaically. When he turned his head to face me, he immediately changed his face and said to me, "Yichu, how is it?"
"Huh?" I was just trying to understand and pretend to be confused. I didn't want to become the kind of person who could be manipulated and succumbed to utilitarianism in front of him, so I pretended to ask the director inadvertently.
And sure enough, the director is really like what I said, the language talent completely exceeds his own work ability.
"I mean, how is your foot injury recovering? After all, you will be attending the concert in a few days. It does not matter at all that the performance on our show is incomplete. On the big stage, we can't let people think of us. It's so imperfect, so there will be the face of losing a bridge."
I understood what he meant. He just wanted me to throw away the crutches and record it in a perfect image on the live broadcast of this week's live show, but he sent me slanderous accusations and curses. With his own'care'.
In fact, thinking about what the director said is right. After all, the program team has already released the news of Zhou Meng through the official. If I can get back on stage, everyone will no longer pay attention to my foot injury. On, even if someone is really holding on to the death, I have recovered, and the person who mentioned it again is just asking for boring.
I already understand these principles, but when dealing with the director's rhetoric, I really can't accept his humorous transmission. Maybe he really thinks he is very humorous.
I almost rolled my eyes at the director subconsciously, but still resisted, forcing myself to squeeze out a smile.
He said to the director in a disgusting tone and state, "A good director, you can rest assured, I am not the kind of unreasonable person, do you think so? Next time I am on the show, I will definitely use a brand new one. Look forward to it. You and the audience will not be disappointed."
It really is that sentence, life will always force me to become the kind of person I once hated the most.
But when I say this, I feel a little guilty. After all, I am a face-saving role like everyone else. The director’s cynicism has come to this point, and I will not express my opinion or take action. , That is really a shame.
Where is the guilty conscience? Because I have a heart that doesn’t show on crutches, but I really don’t know whether my body is strong or not. I just think crutches are very hypocritical, and I am afraid that everyone will continue to scold me with that contemptuous mentality, but I am watching After the show, I really felt that my appearance on crutches was so ugly.
Although I am more confident about my appearance, the appearance of the image on crutches really has a huge impact on my entire stage image, and my beauty is completely compromised.
And before I went to the show today, I was very stubborn and wanted to throw away the crutches, even if I was limping, I tried to minimize my activities, and I would still be beautiful when sitting, but there is really no way.
As soon as the sole of my foot landed, it hurt my teeth, let alone walking a few steps.
The ghost knows how hard I used to put my foot on the slippers to make the cut so deep.
So I feel helpless. So far I still can’t throw away my crutches to meet with everyone. It’s Friday and I’m going to the studio to record on Saturday night. Even after using the magic drug, I won’t recover so quickly.