Chapter 22 Our Xiao Jiang is really loved by everyone.
The production crew quickly brought a stack of sticky notes to distribute to the trainees, but they only prepared a few pens, so they had to take turns lining up to write. Jiang Huai was standing in the line, struggling over whose name to write.
To be fair, Yu Lan's face was impeccably beautiful, but that was not what a pure straight man like him was looking for.
Jiang Huai's own aesthetic sense is very vague. He treats almost everyone's faces equally except his own. Sometimes he even thinks that everyone looks the same and there is not much difference.
He took a quick look and found that Rong Qian, who was standing in the front, wrote Shan Tonghe, Jian Yuan, who was standing in front of him, wrote himself, and Si Xi, who was standing in front of him, actually wrote Yu Lan.
...What's wrong with these two? Why don't they write homosexual messages to each other at this good opportunity? And is Si Xi really a straight man?
Jiang Huai's already shaken heart became even more hesitant. He finally chose to face his heart and wrote three words.
He shook the note twice to focus it, and shared two more reasons: "I think his hairstyle is really handsome. I would like to try it if I have the chance in the future."
He hesitated for a while, but Yu Lan didn't have anything to worry about, after all, he loved her so much.
Jiang Huai changed his handwriting and wrote his name, showed it to the camera, and then threw the note into the ballot box briskly.
In order to prevent a contestant from bursting into tears after making a phone call and causing the virus to spread, which would result in everyone gathering together and crying, and also taking the contestants' privacy into consideration, the segment of calling acquaintances was recorded one by one in a small room. If they did not want to participate, they could give up.
Yu Lan, whose life experience is incomplete, naturally chose to give up.
The first person to enter before Jiang Huai was Zhou Chengwen, who was so noisy that one could hear what they were saying even from outside. Zhou Chengwen called his roommates who were still in school, and the four male college students complained to each other.
Zhou Chengwen said, "Do you know how hard my life is? I have no entertainment every day and I just practice singing and dancing. I am also forced to develop the lifestyle of an elderly person and I can't even play with my cell phone."
My roommate retorted that we are not much better than you. We have been busy with internships and working part-time this summer, and we are exhausted both physically and mentally. We haven't had much rest. There are still a lot of professional courses to deal with next semester, all of which are group assignments and papers. You will understand how hard it is when you come back to school.
He sighed and hung up the phone. The director asked what he thought.
Zhou Chengwen shook his head and said, "It feels like the future is dark."
Jiang Huai was outside listening and laughing, and when Zhou Chengwen came out, he joked, "The future is dark?"
Zhou Chengwen was horrified: "Brother Jiang, how did you hear that?!?"
Jiang Huai patted his shoulder and walked into the small room: "You guys are too noisy, won't you be complained by the neighboring dormitories when you are in school?"
Although the director team didn't treat people differently, they did pay special attention to the popular contestants. Several photographers were a little sleepy, but when they saw that it was Jiang Huai who entered the room, they immediately perked up.
He Chen had said before that in order to prevent the youngsters from going crazy over falling in love, most of the staff would work in three shifts, but the person in charge of each group would still be fixed.
Chief planner Liu Jing is a soft-spoken sister. She asked curiously, "Who is our Xiao Jiang going to call?"
Jiang Huai took the long-lost phone, his fingertips jumped on the screen a few times, and before the call was connected, he looked up and smiled: "Neighbor's brother."
His cell phone was a model from four or five years ago, and with the hands-free mode turned on, Chu Yuanqing's words on the other end of the line were mixed with subtle electrical noises, making them sound a little distorted:
"...Xiao Huai? Aren't you recording a show? Did you secretly hide your phone? Why are you calling me all of a sudden?"
While Jiang Huai was controlling Chu Yuanqing to speak, his main body could hear Chu Yuanqing's voice on the phone at the other end. There was a strange sense of left and right channels, like a duet performance, but in reality it was a one-man show by himself.
I never had a brother like this when I was growing up. It's not like I see Yu Lan every day. Even selling homosexuality has become a skill for me.
He has not yet adapted well to the role of Chu Yuanqing.
The lines that he had prepared felt a little awkward when they came to his lips. Jiang Huai suddenly didn't know how to start, and subconsciously licked his lips: "No, it's a phone call segment arranged by the program team. After thinking about it, I still think it's most appropriate to call you."
"Oh." Switching to Chu Yuanqing's vest, he stood up restlessly and turned around the room like a headless fly. "I also went to see your performance yesterday. The production team also gave me a shot. I wonder if you saw it? You performed very well yesterday..."
It was indeed a bit embarrassing to have an elder praise himself. Jiang Huai shook his head and forced his brain to stop wandering to various thoughts: "The makeup and hairstyle are also very suitable, and it even looks a bit like you when you were a child."
The main character was sitting in a small room, surrounded by a circle of staff from the director team. All of them had bright eyes, as if they were very interested in the content of their conversation.
Jiang Huai gradually calmed down under such gazes and found his acting state again: "Brother, why do you always like to talk about childhood... You came yesterday too? I told you at the last fan meeting that you don't have to do this. You are so busy at work, and you still have to take time out to see me. It's really too tiring. It's really unnecessary."
Chu Yuanqing chuckled: "I'm very happy to see you on stage, you don't have to worry about me. On the contrary, how are you doing in the contestant base? Are you eating, drinking and sleeping well?"
"Very good." Jiang Huai said, and then kept muttering something like taking care of your health and not overworking yourself.
Seeing that the call time was almost five minutes, he said goodbye to himself on the other end of the phone: "Brother, I'll hang up first. Someone else wants to continue recording."
"Well, hang up now." Chu Yuanqing said, "See you at the next performance. I will come to see you again."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Jing couldn't wait to ask, "Who is this neighbor's brother? Has he been offline before?"
The original plan was to take advantage of this wave of traffic, but Jiang Huai couldn't help feeling guilty when answering: "...Yes. He opened a website for me," he said helplessly, subconsciously touching his particularly protruding wrist bone, "It seems that the response to the website is quite good. He came to the previous fan meeting and yesterday's performance."
Liu Jing quickly searched on her computer and found the photo of Chu Yuanqing that netizens had taken during the live broadcast yesterday. She turned the computer around to show Jiang Huai: "Is this the one?"
Sometimes I really doubt whether good-looking people will automatically gather together. Why is my neighbor so handsome too?
Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes, pretended to recognize it, and nodded: "Yes."
"Wow, the neighbor's brother actually cares about you so much." Liu Jing exclaimed, "They must be very close, right? Our Xiao Jiang is really loved by everyone."
...In a sense, they are indeed very close, after all, they are essentially the same person.
But the phrase "loved by everyone" is too exaggerated. He is not a RMB, how can he be liked by everyone?
Jiang Huai smiled and waved his hands: "It's not that exaggerated, we just grew up together when we were young, and then we moved away and separated. We just met by chance before and got in touch again."
He left the room, and the next person to come in was Sheng Mingzhi. He said his sister was annoying, but in the end he came to make the call honestly.
But if we use the phrase "mouthful but upright" to describe Sheng Mingzhi...
Forget it, it’s so weird!
There was nothing to do after recording, so most people went to play various small games that did not require any props.
Jiang Huai was dragged by Zhou Chengwen to play two games of Werewolf. In the first game, he got the witch who was killed on the first night, and randomly blindly poisoned a lucky audience member. As a result, he took away the hunter Yin He and directly led the collapsed team. In the second game, he took the wolf and led the team to accurately kill the witch Sheng Mingzhi, but was poisoned by Sheng Mingzhi again. Both of them left the game with regret.
It happened that there were other people who wanted to come and play, so he simply gave up his seat. Zhou Chengwen still wanted to keep his brother Jiang, but Jiang Huai fooled him with an excuse.
There were no performances, no intense practice, and he hadn't had such a leisurely time since his rebirth. The pace of life suddenly slowed down, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Jiang Huai wandered around the base aimlessly alone, and unknowingly walked back to Class A's practice room.
As a result, I unexpectedly ran into an old acquaintance.
Si Xi was lying on his back facing the ceiling in the practice room, his white T-shirt was completely wet, and it looked like he had just practiced for a long time.
The camera in the practice room was not turned on at all today, so no audience could see his hard work on his rest day. He only practiced because he wanted to.
Jiang Huai thought outside the door for half a minute, then pushed the door open and entered the practice room.
The other party didn't stand up when he heard the voice, but just turned his head slightly. Seeing that the person coming was Jiang Huai, he said in a very normal tone: "Why are you here too?"
"Too free." Jiang Huai said, and then lay down next to Si Xi. "My time was completely filled with various rehearsals in the past two weeks. Now that I suddenly have some free time, I feel a little bit..."
He thought of a suitable word: "Empty."
"That's not me." Si Xi said, and then said nothing more.
The two of them stared at the ceiling of the practice room side by side for a while. It was not until Jiang Huai looked at the light for too long that a virtual image of a light spot appeared in his vision and his eyes were almost about to shed tears. He stretched out his hand to block the light in front of him that Si Xi spoke again: "Why did you come to participate in the talent show?"
"I don't know." Jiang Huai said.
This is half true and half false. If it's true, it means that he participated in the talent show in this life only because he was bound to 819, and if he gave up, he would be punished by electric shock; if it's true, it means that he really doesn't remember why he participated in the talent show in his previous life.
A full ten years have passed and the original reason has long been forgotten.
Maybe he thought that the entertainment industry could make money quickly, but life as a trainee was really hard, and he couldn't stick with it just for the money.
But if we have to talk about the sentiment of pursuing the dream of entering the entertainment industry, it seems that there is no such thing.
Some things happen suddenly when you least expect them, leaving a deep impression. At that time, you feel that the sky has fallen, the obstacles are insurmountable, your fate has ended, and there is no possibility of anything getting better.
But the ink will fade over time, and years later you will realize that this was just a small episode in the long journey of life.
There are also some things that happen without you noticing, but subtly change your whole life.
"My mother is Si Qinghuai." Si Xi suddenly asked, "You know her, right?"
Jiang Huai nodded. Si Qinghuai was an actress who became popular 20 or 30 years ago. She had appeared in many films directed by famous directors. She was very noble like an artist and rarely appeared in variety shows.
In recent years, she has gradually moved behind the scenes and is said to be a shareholder of Huatian now.
"In fact, in a sense, the netizens are right. I really am the Prince of Huatian."
It was a good emotional segment, but when Jiang Huai heard the word "crown prince", he felt like laughing for some reason: "Huh."
"...You are such a jerk." Si Xi choked up for a moment, "I just called my mom and she scolded me right away, as if everything I did was wrong in her eyes."
Jiang Huai didn't understand why everyone wanted to talk to him, but he kept silent out of respect and listened to the other people's stories quietly.
"She thinks I should first get into a decent film school, and then become a good actor with solid professional qualities like her. In my mother's mind, idols like us who are very close to our fans are all 'not good enough'."
"Just scold yourself and don't bring me along." Jiang Huai said, "Your mother is not my mother."
Si Xi sighed, "Anyway, I came to the talent show without her consent. She was furious about this and threatened to cut off ties with me before entering the base. She felt that I had embarrassed her and made her embarrassed even when chatting with acquaintances. But I just like singing and dancing and want to be an idol. Do you think I'm wrong?"
"No." Jiang Huai said sincerely, "You are quite suitable for this job."
The current Si Xi is definitely stronger than the real 18-year-old Jiang Huai, and much stronger; but when he starts over again, he is like a player who returns to the novice village after reaching the maximum level. If he cannot be better than Si Xi, then his life would be in vain.
"But I think your mother still loves you." Seeing that the other party was still immersed in his emotions, Jiang Huai said, "If she really doesn't want you to come to the talent show, she can just communicate with the production team and not let you go, and tie you up and take you home. Or she can't let you be a trainee at all, so you won't have the chance to lie here."
"She just needs the final push to completely accept it. You have to give her some time," he said finally.
"Why are you suddenly talking like a 28-year-old?" Si Xi touched his nose twice uncomfortably, "This makes me look very... very that."
In fact, he didn't live to be twenty-eight, he died at twenty-seven.
Jiang Huai was secretly amused by his own hellish joke, and he found that Si Xi was too embarrassed to say the word childish directly - this was really childish!
[Don't laugh at others when you are only 50 steps away.] 819 said speechlessly, [You can play with him, but how much better are you than him?]
"Thank you." In less than five minutes, Si Xi had recovered at the speed of light, and suddenly stood up like a carp. "Although we didn't say much, I feel much better now. Do you know how to dance?"
Jiang Huai stood up and said, "Okay."
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