Chapter 11 Effort or Luck? New Boss +1

After sneezing five times in a row, Yingxu hesitated for a moment, then finally rubbed her face and decided to wash it to clear her head.

Today is a rest day, and the practice room is almost empty, with only a few trainees practicing. They are mostly individual trainees with no background, just like him.

After greeting a few familiar trainees, and then making a point of appearing in front of the camera in the practice room, he headed towards the restroom.

The PD said that the practice room camera is open all day, and every second could be edited into the final cut. This is why many people choose to spend time in the practice room; everyone hopes to get more screen time.

Yingxu, as the person who loves to spend the most time in the practice room among the 99 trainees in the entire factory, initially just quietly went in to practice dancing and then quietly left. It was only when a trainee who was on good terms with him couldn't stand it anymore that he secretly told him to dangle in front of the camera and interact more often, because there was a chance that it would be edited into the footage. That's how he learned this trick.

The restroom was empty, and Ying Xu breathed a sigh of relief. There were too many trainees participating in the closed recording, and they were mostly his age, which reminded him of his dormitory life in middle school.

There's no shortage of backstabbing and infighting among the boys, especially since this is a talent show with only so many debut spots. After recording at the factory for over a month, Yingxu felt he had aged considerably. He's really not good at interpersonal relationships, especially in such a competitive environment.

He was wearing a black sleeveless top, revealing his lean and strong arms with smooth and beautiful muscle lines. He wore a headband so he didn't have to worry about getting his hair wet. He turned on the tap and quickly rinsed his face, then sneezed.

With water droplets still clinging to his face, Yingxu stared at himself in the mirror, his narrow, almond-shaped eyes filled with doubt. Could it be that he really had a cold?

So I decided to go to the convenience store to buy some medicine. This is a critical time, and I can't afford to catch a cold, as it would affect my practice schedule and performance.

After washing her face, Yingxu changed her plans and instead of returning to the practice room, she turned and left Factory No. 1, heading towards the convenience store.

There are two convenience stores in the factory, one in the south and one in the north. Both are far from Factory No. 1, so he has to walk fast.

Yingxu glanced at his watch. Although he had been practicing for two hours, it was only eight o'clock. He had been getting up at 5:30 every day to go to the practice room without fail for over a month.

Diligence can make up for lack of talent; this is his most relied-upon belief. He firmly believes that as long as he performs well enough, he will definitely be noticed.

The factory was deserted in the early morning. There was no one around. It was a day off for the staff, and the trainees were resting in their dormitories. The fansites had already gotten the news in advance, so none of them came to wait for the trainees to arrive.

Yingxu even went to the place where the fansite admins usually hang out, and only after confirming that no one was there did she walk dejectedly towards the convenience store.

When will he get his first fan site admin?

Thinking about this, he suddenly felt a little itchy and hesitated whether to sneak a peek at his phone.

Although the audition explicitly prohibited trainees from bringing cell phones, almost everyone would secretly hide them, some even keeping more than a dozen, since everyone was curious about their online activities. Yingxu was no exception, but he was ultimately an honest kid; although he hid his phone, he only turned it on twice after entering the factory.

The first time was when the official photos were released. He excitedly logged on to check them out, only to be completely shocked. The second time was last week when his watch received a message from his mother. He turned it on to call home, then quickly checked his own super topic while conflicted, before dejectedly turning off his phone.

He didn't dare watch anything else, including the theme song. He was afraid of seeing something he didn't want to see, so he could only cover his eyes and pretend that nothing had happened.

Does hard work really guarantee good results?

He was initially very determined, but as the first draft announcement drew closer, he began to feel uncertain. He didn't know if he was on the right track, but he also didn't know how to change course.

So he could only work even harder in the practice room.

Actually, there's no dance to practice right now. The theme song was recorded a long time ago, and the first performance has already ended. The second performance will only start selecting songs after the rankings are announced. Right now, he spends all his time in the practice room, practicing the theme song and the dance from the first performance.

The others who spent every day in the practice room with him were just like him; they all had a pretty good idea of ​​their fate, but they were just unwilling to admit defeat.

Is effort really completely useless?

Unbeknownst to him, he was surrounded by a low-pressure atmosphere. When he arrived at the convenience store, he found that it was not yet open. He couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head helplessly.

He had completely forgotten that the convenience store didn't open until nine o'clock. He really had too many things on his mind, and he almost forgot what he was supposed to be doing.

I glanced at my watch. There were still more than 20 minutes until 9 o'clock. It would take at least 10 minutes to walk back to Factory No. 1 from here. I was too lazy to turn back, so I waited for the convenience store to open.

But standing there like that was quite boring, so he simply put on his Bluetooth headphones, faced the sun, and continued practicing the theme song and the dance for the first performance, which he already knew by heart.

Hard work will surely bring good results, right?

...

Shi Yao underestimated the distance. The introduction of Yuyang Film and Television Base stated that it was near the suburbs of the capital, and she thought it would take at most two or three hours to get there. However, she was shocked when she searched on the ride-hailing platform and found that it would take five hours just to get there by taxi, and the fare was shockingly high.

So I had to switch to the sweet potato app to find travel guides, and that's when I learned that Yuyang is a county-level city near the capital, with a low level of development. The whole town relies on this film and television base to generate GDP, and the only direct transportation is by bus.

After hesitating for a moment, Shi Yao finally decided to rent a car. Fortunately, the original owner had a driver's license, and she herself could drive, which saved her a lot of trouble.

After renting the car, she also bought a camera. She had never been a professional fan site admin, but she had followed fans offline quite a few times. Her photography skills were not amazing, but they were at least above average, and she was very good at capturing the atmosphere.

Considering that this trip was just to check things out first, Shi Yao hesitated for a long time between professional cameras and finally chose a lightweight point-and-shoot camera for convenience.

It's good enough; after all, I'm not really going to become a fan site admin.

Afterwards, she went to a mobile phone store and bought several second-hand phones with sufficient performance, since she had too many accounts and it was a bit troublesome to rely solely on creating clones.

After finally packing all her gear, Shi Yao immediately drove off towards Yuyang Film and Television Base.

By the time they arrived, it was completely dark. The small city didn't have much of a nightlife, and Shi Yao didn't have the energy to wait for the trainees to get off work. She simply found a hotel to check in first and would start her hunting trip tomorrow.

After searching for a well-regarded chain hotel, Shi Yao booked a double room for two nights, tossed her car keys to the hotel manager, and hurriedly went upstairs with her luggage.

Her phone vibrated several times while she was driving. She didn't dare to look at her phone on the highway. Shi Yao only caught a glimpse that it was a message from Fang Xuran, but she didn't know the specific content.

Could it be that the boss has another job for her?

Shi Yao takes making money very seriously; as long as she's allowed to make money, she's a good boss.

Not to mention that Fang Xuran, the boss, is quite easy to fool.

Although it's a small city, the hotel room was surprisingly spacious, with a wooden computer desk for working, a sizable sofa, and a considerable bay window area.

Shi Yao was somewhat surprised. The hotel staff behind her kindly explained that there weren't many guests booking rooms recently, so they upgraded Shi Yao's room directly.

"Who says I'm not lucky? I don't think your numbers are very accurate either," Yao boasted to the system after the staff left.

The system, unusually, didn't argue with Shi Yao and silently accepted the host's complaints.

Shi Yao didn't notice anything amiss. She kept thinking about Fang Xuran's unread messages, so she quickly threw her bag aside and started checking WeChat.

Fang Xuran: Sister, are you there?

[Fang Xuran: I have a client I'd like to recommend to you. Is the discount you mentioned this morning still valid?]

Shi Yao's face instantly lit up with a smile, and she replied immediately: 【It's math】

As if they had been waiting for her, the person on the other end replied immediately:

Fang Xuran: Okay!

[Fang Xuran: Then I'll recommend you to him? And then add a note?]

【Shi Yao: OK】

It seems he's another male celebrity.

Let her think of which male celebrities need crisis management recently?

The friend list showed that someone had added her as a friend. Shi Yao clicked on it and raised her eyebrows after seeing the name.

[Pei: Pei Zixuan, recommended by Fang Xuran]

Wow, it's this person.

She's one of Qiao Xi's harem members.

A note from the author:

We'll be updating daily at midnight for now~ Thank you to everyone who left a comment for your encouragement^^