Ji Zeyu looked at Sister Yun and asked slowly: "What do you want me to do?"
"You need to show your charm, including personal charm and stage charm." Sister Yun replied, "In other words, you need to establish a persona that the audience likes in the show and find your own unique style on the stage."
"I can understand the typhoon you mentioned," Ji Zeyu's eyes flashed with hesitation, "But the character... do I need this kind of thing?"
Sister Yun said unhurriedly: "Some people have participated in the draft for several years and still cook twice-cooked meat, but some people can get out of the industry as long as they have a camera... Do you know why this is?"
Ji Zeyu was stunned for a moment, as if Sister Yun's words hit him directly.
"Talent shows are certainly related to strength and appearance." Sister Yun said enigmatically, "But in my opinion, the most important thing is to show your charm, and character design can help you achieve this quickly."
Ji Zeyu participated in many drafts in his previous life. He always thought that as long as he had strength, he would be seen, and he never thought about this level.
Sister Yun continued: "The company has thought of several characters for you, such as a dark horse, a beautiful and powerful person, a salty or sweet little prince... What do you think?"
"That's not me." Ji Zeyu said without thinking, "Isn't this kind of persona a lie?"
"As long as the program team has the material, the editor can give you a character." Sister Yun disagreed, "It's not a lie, after all, you have taken care of everything... Of course, if it is before the first performance, I would never say that."
Ji Zeyu shook his head and refused: "I don't like the characters you mentioned." He was just an ordinary cannon fodder male supporting actor.
Sister Yun stared at him for a long time, and finally chose to compromise. She said: "You are still as stubborn as before. Since you don't like it, I can take a step back, but after all, I am your agent and I have to be responsible for you."
After pondering for a moment, Sister Yun looked at Ji Zeyu and said, "Well, I'll give you two weeks to think about what attracts fans to you. If there is no result after two weeks, then listen to me."
Ji Zeyu understood that Sister Yun was really doing it for his own good. He pursed his lips and then nodded in agreement.
"I'll give you a suggestion, get to know more about other players." Sister Yun said earnestly, "Lu Nanyun has a cold face all day long, but he has a group of fans who like him; Wei Yichen acts low-key, but is always the center of attention... These are all worthy of you think."
After Sister Yun left, Ji Zeyu kept thinking about what she said.
He never thought about what his charm was. In his previous life, Ji Zeyu was immersed in practicing dancing and singing every day. He didn't have the appearance or family background to dare to expect such things as personal charm.
And as he is used to being a backup dancer and background panel, he never knows what "stage style" is and will only try his best to complete his part.
To put it bluntly, Ji Zeyu no longer dared to express himself because of the impact of reality.
What Sister Yun said made him start to look at himself again.
While resting in the dormitory, Qi Aodong looked at Ji Zeyu's silence and guessed that he must be sad because of the comments online.
"What are you thinking about?" Qi Aodong asked casually as he sat beside Ji Zeyu's bed.
Ji Zeyu was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked: "What do you think... is Lu Nanyun's charm?"
After asking, Ji Zeyu stared at the ceiling for a long time. He didn't hear Qi Aodong's answer and couldn't help but look at him and found that his expression was a little cold.
During this period, Qi Aodong saw Ji Zeyu's changes. He originally thought that Ji Zeyu no longer liked Lu Nanyun, but he didn't expect him to mention it again.
"Miss him?" Qi Aodong's tone was a little strange, "Didn't you look for him for a long time and start again?"
Ji Zeyu was frightened by Qi Aodong's words. He sat up quickly and denied repeatedly: "I didn't. How could I miss him..."
Qi Aodong said coldly: "I don't think he is attractive." The single eyelids that were already cold seemed to be enveloped in a layer of coldness at this moment.
"Okay." Ji Zeyu thought to himself that maybe everyone has different ideas, so he asked again: "Then what do you think is Wei Yichen's charm?"
Qi Aodong's expression softened a little, and he replied after a moment: "He is from a prestigious school like Lu Nanyun. The persona given to him by his company is a 'sunny and handsome engineering master'. Fans probably prefer this contrasting persona."
Contrasting characters
Ji Zeyu suddenly realized: "I understand!"
"Understood?" Qi Aodong looked at him in confusion, "Understand what?"
"It's nothing," Ji Zeyu jumped out of bed excitedly, and suddenly turned to look at Qi Aodong, "Aodong, you are quite different. Most of the time, you are obedient, but just now you looked very cold."
Qi Aodong was stunned. When he came to his senses, Ji Zeyu had already left the dormitory. After a moment, he couldn't help but chuckle, and his expression became gentle.
What Ji Zeyu didn't know was that he happened to say the opposite.
Ji Zeyu, who thought he had mastered the key to charm, found a few people he knew well and asked them what their impressions of him were.
After the performance, everyone's attitude towards Ji Zeyu has changed. In addition, since he is a topical figure, they all answered his questions seriously.
The answers are varied, but almost everyone mentioned one thing: Ji Zeyu seems to be an exquisite boy.
Exquisite boy
Ji Zeyu fell into thinking: How can a refined boy create contrast
After a while, he ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror for a long time, and suddenly felt that he had found the answer...
In the evening, his roommate looked shocked as Ji Zeyu put on a tank top and shorts, and the bag on his back, and asked: "What's wrong, Xiao Ji, what are you doing?"
"Lift the iron." Ji Zeyu waved his hand and headed to the gym prepared by the program team full of ambition.
"What?!" The three remaining people in the dormitory all showed shocked expressions.
In the next few days, Ji Zeyu went to the gym to check in on time every day, and took Wan Long with him.
Wan Long has regarded Ji Zeyu as a god-like figure since the performance, and is naturally happy to accompany him.
Just after dance practice that day, Wan Long directly told several people in the company that he was leaving first.
"What's wrong with you recently?" Lu Nanyun frowned and looked at Wan Long, "Want to be lazy?"
"I'm not lazy!" Wan Long said aggrievedly, "Xiao Ji asked me to accompany him in lifting the iron."
"What?" Lu Nanyun showed an expression of disbelief, "With his figure... he still needs to lift weights?" As he said that, he couldn't help but think of the scene that night when he saw Ji Zeyu lifting the hem of his clothes.
Wan Long said in confusion: "Brother Nan, how do you know what his figure is..."
"Ahem," Lu Nanyun interrupted him, looking away, "It's okay, go ahead."
After Wan Long left, Lu Nanyun obviously became distracted. In his impression, Ji Zeyu is not a person who likes fitness. Could it be...
He became a black man because of too many negative comments on the Internet
Thinking like this, Lu Nanyun didn't even notice that he felt a little worried in his heart.
After the dance practice, Lu Nanyun went back to the dormitory and took a shower.
The staff of the program team suddenly came to his door and said: "Lu Nanyun, it's your turn to record the shining vlog for the next week. This is a camera..."
"Shine vlog" is an additional program prepared by the program team to increase exposure for the contestants.
Lu Nanyun nodded and took the handheld camera while wiping his hair. He put the camera on the table and planned to record it tomorrow.
After a moment, Lu Nanyun's eyes suddenly fell on the camera, his eyes thoughtful.
Wan Long is practicing moves with Ji Zeyu in the gym. The two of them looked a bit awkward here, because the other boys were stronger than them.
At this time, a familiar figure suddenly walked in at the door.
Lu Nanyun held a handheld camera and locked his sights on Wan Long and Ji Zeyu.
He pretended not to see Ji Zeyu, walked straight to Wan Long, and said to him: "I want you to record a vlog. I want to record it with everyone in our company."
Ji Zeyu's movements visibly stiffened.
Wan Taki was stunned for a moment. He was about to say "Okay" when he suddenly noticed that there was someone beside him.
In order to avoid embarrassment, Wan Long said to Ji Zeyu: "Zeyu, look over there." He pointed to Gu Weicheng who was practicing squats in the corner, "Gu Weicheng has eight-pack abs. Go and let him teach you." you."
Ji Zeyu hurriedly said: "Really? That's great. I'm just looking for someone to teach me." Then he threw the dumbbells on the ground and ran away as if running away.
Lu Nanyun's expression froze.
He originally wanted to see Ji Zeyu's current state and take this opportunity to extend an olive branch to show that he didn't hate him so much, but he didn't expect Wan Long to drive him away directly.
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"Brother Nan," Wan Long approached Lu Nanyun and whispered, "I know you don't like Xiao Ji, so I sent him away. How about it, do I understand you very well?"
Lu Nanyun fell into a long silence.