When Pei Siran clicked into Tong Juan's live broadcast room, not only did he not see anyone, but the entire phone screen was black. If the barrage of comments had not been still scrolling, he would have thought that there was something wrong with his phone.
[Friends who are new to the live broadcast room, please don’t be confused. The host is on his way home and cannot reveal his address. Please bear with me.]
[Wait for three to five minutes and the roll will come out]
Pei Siran felt as if he was put in a pocket, sliding back and forth with Tong Juan's movements. He couldn't help but curl his lips. Is it really that serious? He, who had fans to pick him up at the airport, didn't live so cautiously. Why was it that serious for Tong Juan, a small internet celebrity?
Before he could send the screenshots of those comments to Zhong Yi, the scene in front of him began to shake. The pink color of flesh and light flashed for a moment, and an exquisite and beautiful face was completely exposed to the camera.
Maybe it was a little cold outside, the tip of Tong Juan's nose and the corners of his eyes were blown red by the wind, his eyes were watery, and his chin was tucked into his clothes, making him look a little pitiful.
Pei Siran fell silent.
With a growth like this, one should really be careful.
Pei Siran took his hand away from the upper left corner, intending to exit the live broadcast room. He looked at it for a few seconds and then pressed the clear screen button instead.
The barrage of comments that originally blocked Tong Juan's chin completely disappeared. Pei Siran nodded subconsciously. It was much more comfortable to watch this way.
Tong Juan also stared at the screen of his mobile phone for a long time. It seemed that it was rubbed dirty when he put it in his pocket just now. He felt that the screen was a little blurry. He lowered his head and blew on the screen, then wiped it carefully a few times.
When the pink lips approached, Pei Siran instinctively dodged back. When he came to his senses, he was speechless at his own action.
Tong Juan over there had already wiped the screen of his phone, placed the phone on the stand, and was ready to enjoy his midnight snack tonight.
He was eating the rice noodles he had ordered in the taxi. When the driver brought them to him, they were no longer hot and even a little chewy. After stirring them a few times, Tong Juan lowered his head and took a sip. His fatigue was instantly cured.
He ate very slowly without making any noise, and his food was very light, with not even a trace of chili pepper in the bowl. However, the extremely satisfied expression on his face after he put the food in his mouth made this ordinary rice noodle look extremely tempting.
At least everyone in the live broadcast room was hungry.
[Ahhhhhh! Juanbao, you are going too far, aren't you? ]
[It's 9:30 and you're still eating noodles here! Doesn't your conscience hurt? ]
[What noodles, what noodles, I’m hungry]
[Damn it, I don’t gain weight even after eating, it’s really too damn annoying]
[Juanbao, don’t sing anymore, just be a food broadcaster, it’s too appetizing]
[Looking at Juanbao’s mother, she can eat two more bowls of rice woooooooooooo]
Tong Juan's fans call him all kinds of names. Some think Juan is not as cute as Juan, so they call him Juanjuan. He is no longer picky about names and has become accustomed to seeing the various names in the barrage.
"You guys like watching me eat?"
Tong Juan put the chopsticks away neatly and said, "Then I will eat with you guys every day from now on, and then we'll sing after dinner."
It just so happened that he was the only one in the room. It was too quiet and he didn't even have the mood to eat. If he did a live broadcast, he would feel like someone was with him.
But his main job is still singing, and his fans who follow him come just to listen to him sing, so he decided to do both together. After all, only when you are full can you have the energy to sing.
[No, no, just eat, don’t work too hard, my wife]
[That’s right, honey, don’t be too tired, just eat]
[It's also good to eat and chat]
[I watch whatever my baby broadcasts! I watch it even when I sleep! ]
【What? Sleeping? Is this something I can watch? 】
【Sleep? ? I can! 】
[A boy as good-looking as Juanjuan should sleep naked, right? ]
【Is there anything that I, the number one on the list, cannot see???】
[What era is this now? You have to sleep on meat, right? Sleeping on vegetables is so boring, right? ]
Tong Juan: “???”
"you……"
Tong Juan blushed, lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks, and said, "It's time to eat."
He had just learned how to use chopsticks not long ago, and now that he was nervous, his posture became even more awkward. Seeing him like this, the comments on the forum made him want to bully him even more.
【What's wrong with this person?】
[Don’t know how to use chopsticks? Come, let mom teach you]
【Stupid Baby】
[So stupid, so stupid, come here and give mom a hug]
Tong Juan glanced at the screen and buried his head even lower, wishing he could bury it directly in the bowl.
Pei Siran looked at the trademark printed on the takeaway box, and for some reason he opened the takeaway app and ordered one. By the time the food was delivered, Tong Juan had almost finished eating. But this didn't affect him much. He could still happily eat the whole bowl of food just by looking at Tong Juan's face.
After Tong Juan waved to the camera and ended the live broadcast, Pei Siran looked at the time and realized that something was wrong. He actually watched this person eat for almost an hour?
Not only did he watch, he also ordered the same meal as this person, and even ate cleaner food than him???
At ten forty-three in the evening, Pei Siran looked at the takeout box on the dining table and fell into deep thought.
The phone screen was still stuck on the interface that the software automatically popped up. Tong Juan's head portrait took up 50% of the screen, and there was a line of words underneath, "Since you're here, why don't you give me a follow?"
Pei Siran looked at Tong Juan’s smiling selfie in the circle, hesitated on the screen for a few seconds, and clicked the follow button.
Early the next morning.
Pei Siran looked at himself in the mirror, and his morning grumpiness, which had not yet gone away, immediately revived.
Who is this person who is swollen like a pig's head? Is it him? Is this reasonable?
As a person with fans, Pei Siran has always paid attention to his image. Even though he is still a long way from being a star, he still takes care of his handsome face regardless of weather conditions.
Zhong Yi has known him for two years, and this is the first time he has seen him so unkempt in the company.
"Boss Pei, what's going on today?" Zhong Yi almost had the words "gloating over someone else's misfortune" written on his forehead, "Why did your face become XL?"
Pei Siran glared at Zhong Yi fiercely, and at Zhong Yi's instantly obedient look, he took out his mobile phone, opened the Tianju APP, and entered Tong Juan's homepage.
Tong Juan’s profile picture was still that smiling selfie. At this moment, this sweet smile seemed to be a ruthless mockery of Pei Siran.
Pei Siran resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and then stopped paying attention to Tong Juan.
Rubbish eating show, insulting his looks, must be unfollowed.
After unfollowing, Pei Siran felt refreshed. He put his phone back in his pocket and walked towards the elevator in a casual manner.
"Wait a minute!" Zhong Yi squeezed in through the crack of the elevator door, "The boss wants you to go to his office."
Pei Siran nodded and pressed the button for the fifth floor.
"Brother Chu is going too. He should be upstairs now."
Yufeng Entertainment, where Pei Siran works, is a little-known small company with only about thirty people in the entire company, including trainees. Their boss, Han Qiuyu, is only in his early thirties. He is a very nice person and usually does not let them call him chairman, but directly asks them to call him BOSS.
Because the company is small, Han Qiuyu does many things himself and occasionally even holds meetings in person for the trainees.
Pei Siran thought it would be the same today, but he didn't expect that after entering Han Qiuyu's office, the situation was a little wrong.
In addition to Han Qiuyu and Chu Fangan, who is also a trainee, there was another person in the room who they didn't know. He didn't look very young and didn't seem to be a trainee.
"Are you here? Sit down first." Han Qiuyu looked at Zhong Yi and Pei Siran who had just entered the room, "Xiao Pei, what's wrong with your face?"
Pei Siran touched his nose and said uncomfortably: "I drank too much water last night."
"I thought you were allergic. Be careful next time." Han Qiuyu breathed a sigh of relief. "Yesterday, Chengnan Group sent me an email. They are interested in doing a talent show. There aren't many people. They asked if we are interested in sending a few trainees over."
After Han Qiuyu finished speaking, the three of them guessed what was going on.
Sure enough, Han Qiuyu's next words also confirmed their guess, "You also know that our company is small, and there are only three good seedlings like you. The resources in the south of the city are quite good for us Yufeng, so I don't want you to give up."
"It's just that only five people can debut there in the end, and you three definitely won't all debut, but if you hang out there and gain popularity, you won't be short of resources later on."
"Do you all agree?"
The three of them looked at each other and nodded.
"Okay then, the person next to me is your temporary manager, Xu En. He will be in charge of all matters during your stay on the show."
After they got to know each other, Xu En directly pulled them together for a morning-long meeting with the planning team. Everything from character setting to future career planning was clearly arranged. If it wasn't for lunch time, they might have even arranged how the three of them would retire from the entertainment industry, get married, and have children in the future.
Even when the three people were leaving, he shouted at their backs: "Eat less! Try to lose ten pounds before the recording!"
Zhong Yi, the heaviest of the three, slipped and almost fell to his knees at the door of the meeting room.
Chu Fangan quickly grabbed him, and the two of them supported each other and walked out of the meeting room.
"Can't you two have a bit of backbone? Isn't it just eating less? Is it necessary to make it like the end of the world?" Pei Siran looked at the cowardly looks of the two and complained mercilessly, completely forgetting why he was so swollen today.
"You don't understand." Zhong Yi said sadly, "This is not just a matter of a meal. This is more of a compromise I have made with my life. In order to realize my dream, I..."
"Stop." Even Chu Fangan couldn't stand it anymore. He immediately withdrew his hand and threw Zhong Yi out. "You haven't even made your debut yet and you're already talking nonsense. Men's mouth, tsk tsk."
Pei Siran: "Maybe Teacher Zhong has already prepared his speech for elimination."
Chu Fangan suddenly realized: "So that's it."
Zhong Yi: “???”
After a day of practice, Pei Siran brought dinner home. Remembering Xu En's instructions, he bought a low-fat meal.
He did not live in the company dormitory, but rented a house nearby. After washing his hands, he came to the dining table and sat down. Looking at the dish that exuded a healthy atmosphere, Pei Siran sighed inaudibly.
He never had the opportunity to show his face before, but now the camera is in front of him, he will definitely treat it well.
As a qualified netizen in the 21st century, Pei Siran spent a long time browsing the mobile phone APP but couldn't choose a video he wanted to watch. But how could he eat if there was nothing to watch?
I don’t know what Pei Siran was thinking, but he opened the Tianju APP again, and Tong Juan’s live broadcast room happened to appear on the recommendation page.
He clicked on it and saw a bowl of what should be sweet and sour pork in front of Tong Juan. The color was tempting and Pei Siran could smell the fragrance of the dish through the screen.
Tong Juan picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and the caramel-colored sauce stained his lips. He took a small bite of rice and licked his lips with the tip of his pink tongue, licking away the sesame seeds that had accidentally touched his lips. The pink and soft meat seemed to be much more tender than the tenderloin.
Pei Siran couldn't help swallowing.
Then he heard Tong Juan's voice: "By the way, are there any friends from City B in the live broadcast room? I'm going to City B next month and will be there for about three or four months. If you have any delicious food, please recommend it to me."
I'm going to City B next month and staying there for three or four months. Isn't that the time for recording the show?
Pei Siran immediately picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message.
[Please help me check who was invited to this program]
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