Chapter 96 The Domination Strikes: Director Ying is Online, Little Deer Unleashes His Power
They look so alike.
The person in the photo is a spitting image of Xu Lanyan.
Unlike Xu Lanyan, Jian Yunlan's features are more gentle and graceful. She is the kind of Jiangnan beauty that is extremely pleasing to the eye. At first glance, the biggest feeling she gives people is that she is comfortable and pleasing to the eye.
The more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes; the more you look at it, the more you want to watch it.
Xu Lanyan, on the other hand, possesses a gentle elegance tinged with pride and ambition. The longer one observes her, the more one discovers that beneath her seemingly soft features lies a sharp and aggressive nature.
Two people who are nine parts alike can be easily distinguished by their completely different temperaments.
Song Ying suddenly remembered something.
—A few days ago in London, Wen Jinzhao said that the reason why Wen Yize was so deeply in love with Xu Lanyan was because Xu Lanyan had once jumped into the water to save his life.
The girl, dressed in Hanfu, looked almost exactly like Xu Lanyan.
Song Ying narrowed her eyes.
I wanted to send a message to Wen Jinzhao, only to realize that I don't seem to have her WeChat.
After thinking for a moment, she looked at the deer.
"Please send me Wen Jinzhao's contact information."
Xiao Lu is currently in charge of following up on the fan club, and she quickly sent Song Ying a WeChat message.
After Song Ying sent the application, she waited for a while but received no response.
Then I realized that noon in China is 4 a.m. in London.
So she stopped being in a hurry.
I reviewed the previous documents again, had a quick lunch, and then met with the trainees from my team.
The group assignments from the morning, after fermenting over lunchtime, resulted in four groups being happy while one group was sad.
Before Song Ying even entered the group training room, she could already hear the complaints coming from inside just by standing in the corridor.
"Thirty to ten, twenty people eliminated, what hope is there in following that Song Ying? If you ask me, what's the point of competing? Just withdraw and leave!"
"Putting everything else aside, just look at Wei Haiyuan's group. Let's not even talk about Tan Mu; the rest are all top ten contestants on the popularity chart. When the time comes, online voting will account for 50% of the reference value, so no matter how hard we try, it won't be of any use."
"Anyway, I think that although I am at the bottom, apart from the top five or six people, the scores of the others are about the same. If we had a good mentor, it would not be impossible to turn the tide. But now they have given us Song Ying, who can only brag. This is obviously meant to make us run for nothing."
"Exactly! What's the point of practicing! What's so great about it! Damn it, we might as well go back to sleep!"
After the last person finished speaking, he actually stood up, threw his coat over his shoulder, opened the door, and walked out.
As soon as the door opened...
I met a beautiful and delicate face.
The man suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The arrogant and domineering demeanor that had been displayed earlier instantly deflated.
He glanced at Song Ying awkwardly for a moment, intimidated by her powerful aura that commanded respect without anger.
The young man silently pulled his jacket off his shoulders, put his hands in front of him, and looked conflicted, as if he wanted to speak but didn't know how to say it.
"Fu Gaoxuan, right?"
Song Ying crossed her arms, lazily lifted her eyelids, and accurately called out the boy's name.
Then, step back and make way.
"You want to sleep? Please."
Fu Gaoxuan: ...
Even if a mentor is terrible, they still hold the title of mentor.
It's one thing to vent one's frustrations behind someone's back and spout wild and outrageous remarks, but when it comes to actually saying those things to the students' faces, they just don't have the guts.
"Aren't you leaving? If you leave now, I can keep it a secret and not record your absence. I see you have such dark circles under your eyes, you probably didn't sleep well last night, right? It would be good for you to go back and catch up on your sleep."
Song Ying was speaking from the heart.
Being a singing and dancing trainee is physically demanding. If you don't get enough rest, you won't be able to perform the movements effectively, and it can sometimes even damage your vocal cords.
But to Fu Gaoxuan, these words came across as a warning.
Short-tempered, sarcastic, and not to be trifled with—in addition to the "newbie" label, Fu Gaoxuan silently added three more labels to Song Ying in his mind.
Then, he silently took two steps back.
Song Ying raised an eyebrow slightly and stepped forward, "Really not coming? Once training starts, there won't be a chance to regret it."
Fu Gaoxuan quickly shook his head and took two steps back. His round face and full apple cheeks trembled a couple of times because of his large movements.
"No, I'm not leaving."
The sound was also weaker than before.
The more arrogant they were before, the more cowardly they are now.
"Where are the others?"
Song Ying's gaze swept over the six people behind her.
I could see her clearly through the small window by the door when she was outside.
Apart from Chien Cheng, who was practicing dancing and didn't participate in this pointless verbal sparring, everyone else was sitting on the sofa at the back of the training room, slacking off and complaining.
They've learned their lesson now.
They all stood up.
The one who had previously been cursing and threatening to withdraw from the competition remained silent.
"No one's leaving? Are you sure?"
Song Ying asked again.
The training room fell into dead silence.
"I'll give you one minute." Song Ying glanced at her watch. "If you don't say anything, then I'll assume you have no needs. At the same time, I have no objection to me being your mentor and arranging your training from now on."
After saying that, Song Ying leaned lazily against the wall, looking at everyone.
The trainees looked at each other, bewildered.
At that time, they were all newcomers who had not yet debuted.
Even if Song Ying is just a minor celebrity, at least she has one foot in the entertainment industry.
If she were to reveal what they had just said, their already slim chances of debuting would likely have even less of a chance of becoming idol stars...
A minute passed quickly.
Song Ying glanced at her watch and straightened up.
"Since no one has any objections, OK, Little Deer!"
"Sister Ying, I'm here!"
"close the door."
"good!"
Just now, when we were outside, Little Deer heard all of those brats' words clearly.
She wanted to rush in and give those bastards a good dressing down, but Song Ying stopped her.
With a burning anger in her heart, and seeing Song Ying disciplining these guys, Xiao Lu felt that she couldn't lose either, and at the very least, she had to show some spirit.
So he shrugged, strode in with a proud and imposing air, and slammed the door shut.
They practically adopted a "close the door and unleash the dogs" stance.
“I heard everything you just said.”
As Song Ying spoke, she walked towards the group.
Fu Gaoxuan panicked and quickly ran back to the crowd for a sense of security—this woman surnamed Song must have come to settle scores!
“You think I’m not qualified and don’t have any outstanding works to show for it, so you think that following me will lead to a bleak future and inevitable failure—I understand that. Because that’s what most people would think.”
Fu Gaoxuan: ?
Why is it not quite what I imagined?
Sugar-coated bullets, playing the emotional card?
Thinking this, he took small, quick steps to get closer to Jian Cheng.
He asked in a low voice, "What does this woman want?"
Jian Cheng glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Having found himself in an awkward situation, Fu Gaoxuan had no choice but to shut up.
Immediately afterwards, Song Ying continued.
"But if you want to debut, if you want to become the brightest star on stage, if you want the spotlight to shine on you instead of standing on stage as someone else's foil—then you shouldn't consider yourselves ordinary people."
"The nationwide auditions for 'All-Round Trainee' attracted 1.28 million applicants, and you are the 30 who made it to the end. This proves that you are not ordinary."
"When a mentor provides assistance, it is ultimately an 'assistance,' not a 'master.'"
"Only you yourselves are the masters of the stage, and to be the masters of the stage, you cannot place all your hopes on others."
"Because borrowed light will eventually leave."
"Only by becoming light yourself can you shine forever."
Song Ying didn't try to be sentimental; she simply shared all the principles she had believed in over the years.
They spoke in a casual tone, as if it were a casual chat.
But it rekindled a glimmer of hope in these trainees who were on the verge of elimination and saw no hope at all, reminding them of the dreams they had when they first stepped into this place.
But soon, someone began to complain quietly.
"It sounds so nice, but who doesn't understand those motivational platitudes? Everyone wants to rely on themselves, but with our current ranking, what we lack to go further is that push. If we can get that push now and enter the top ten, we'll have a chance to move on to the next step. Otherwise, if we're eliminated, what's the point of talking about dreams or shining?"
The speaker was Xu Zhe.
He is also the most resentful person in the team right now.
Previously, he was the one who criticized Song Ying the most harshly.
The little deer immediately recognized it.
He immediately gave Xu Zhe a cold laugh.
"Does not being a celebrity mean you have no dreams? Do those who didn't make it into the competition not live? If this show didn't exist, would you just die?!"
"If you can't compare to others, practice hard. If you lack talent, make up for it with hard work. There are plenty of people in this world who are rewarded by heaven! There are also plenty of people in the industry who have secured debut spots but still signed with other companies!"
"If you only think about getting others to give you a push, even if you get into the entertainment industry and make a successful debut, you'll break your leg halfway through."
"Now, standing on the top of a building on Star Street in the capital, you could throw any brick down and kill a celebrity. There are countless people in the industry whose careers end as soon as they debut. Do you really think you can rely on others to make a living for the rest of your life?"
"Even if you want to rely on someone, someone like you wouldn't even make the cut selling your ass!"
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