Chapter 12
As Fu Wen Ze finished speaking, the air suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
After a moment, Xie Xichao found his voice again:
"……ah."
He doesn't get grumpy when he wakes up, but he will be dazed for a short while after waking up, especially when he encounters something he doesn't often encounter.
Fu Wenze observed his expression, confirmed his guess, and said softly: "Dancing is not difficult."
Xie Xichao: “…”
He actually heard a cool guy's gentle persuasion in this sentence.
It was as if an older brother was educating a child who was tired of studying and secretly skipping classes because of poor grades.
"...Wait a minute." He sighed and finally compromised, "I'm going to, uh, wash my face."
He paused, looked at the motionless Fu Wenze, and added, "Then we'll go eat, and then go to the practice room?"
It just so happens that although it’s a little early now, he has an appointment in the evening. Eat early and go to the practice room early to warm up.
Only then did Fu Wen Ze step aside.
Xie Xichao went to the bathroom in a daze, washed his face, and changed into pajamas, then he became a little more sober.
While he was cleaning up, Fu Wen Ze just stood there with his head down, reading the news, a rare smile on his face.
Hearing the noise, he raised his head: "Okay?"
"Yeah." Xie Xichao said.
He paused and said, "Well...thank you for your kindness. But I really don't need any guidance. I can do it myself."
Fu Wen Ze's expression was full of disapproval. He considered Xie Xichao's skipping classes to be escaping.
He said, "I am an OK dancer, right? Although a little worse than Guan Heng and the others."
He didn't mention Ai Qingyuan.
He always pretended that this person didn't exist in his dormitory life.
Xie Xichao: "That's not what I meant!"
He was numb.
He said, "...Okay, come with me."
The two of them went out one after another.
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On the way to the practice room, they ran into trainees who were finishing their classes.
Xie Xichao asked Fu Wenze: "Why didn't you go to class this afternoon? Did your brother look for you?"
He is weighing the pros and cons. There may be cameras during class, but compared with the recording time, it is more beneficial for him to get enough rest. But Fu Wen Ze doesn't have this worry.
Fu Wenze said: "No."
He paused and said, "I don't really like group classes."
Xie Xichao:.
Got it. Autistic child.
He said, "There are cameras. Don't you want to debut?"
Fu Wenze is very cool: "Having a stage is enough. If I can't make it, it means the audience has no vision."
Xie Xichao twitched the corner of his mouth.
He wanted to give some advice, saying that being too stubborn would lead to trouble. Fu Wenze then asked him back: "Why don't you go to class? Don't you want to debut?"
Xie Xichao was stumped by his question. He said, "I think. I'm not that, uh..."
"You can get out." Fu Wenzhe said.
Xie Xichao:?
Fu Wen Ze's tone was firm and calm, as if he was not talking about the debut position, but an objective fact like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west. If he hadn't firmly believed that Jie Xichao couldn't dance, Jie Xichao would have believed it.
…He thought that being cool was an advantage, and everything he said sounded righteous.
The two entered the practice room together. There were not many people inside at this time, so Fu Wenze said, "How well have you memorized it? Can you dance it for me? You don't have to sing."
Xie Xichao said, "Okay."
Five minutes later, Jie Xichao stopped panting and looked at Fu Wenzhe's stiff expression.
He considered his tone and said, "How about you dance once too, so I can see?"
He said, "Just sing while dancing, and I'll teach you how to adjust your breath."
He paused, thinking that Fu Wenze's tone of voice to coax the child was very useful, so he learned it and said sympathetically, "Believe me, it's not difficult and it's easy to learn."
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At eight o'clock in the evening, Fang Qingqing finished her assistant work.
She is very busy these days. As a small workshop, almost everyone in Yaoxin has multiple duties. During this period, Jie Xichao went to "Super Rookie", so Fang Qingqing was temporarily free, so the company assigned her to lead a few young artists.
After standing for a whole day, she was actually very tired. However, when she got home, she did not take a shower immediately. Instead, she opened Weibo first. Only after confirming that Jie Xichao's Weibo certification had been passed did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Then, she stared at Jie Xichao's Weibo avatar in a daze.
These days, or to be more precise, after the initial stage evaluation, she felt like she was dreaming.
Many people asked her where Yao Xin found this artist, and some even tried to poach her. In the end, the company was the one that realized what was going on and asked her how Jie Xichao's initial ratings went and whether she was feeling unwell.
——Yes, Yaoxin is such a company that is poor but full of human care.
Yao Xin's boss is a wealthy second-generation who has invested in multiple industries including the entertainment industry and e-sports, but has made no progress and has lost money everywhere.
But he had money, so wages were paid and everyone went to work as usual. The corporate atmosphere is not tense at all and is full of joy.
When the company signed Jie Xichao, it was actually because of his face.
Xie Xichao has a pretty face and beautiful bone structure, which makes her suitable for being a model or an actress.
But Jie Xichao told him that he wanted to go to the audition. The company hesitated for a moment, but finally respected his opinion.
No one thought that Jie Xichao would have anything to do with the debut position.
Fang Qingqing still remembers the conversation she had with her boss.
"Actually, Xi Chao got an A." Fang Qingqing said numbly.
"Oh, you got an A. Actually, the level doesn't matter. We're not going to debut yet. Every extra second of screen time earns us one...eh?" The other person's eyes widened. "You got an A?"
Fang Qingqing said: "He sang a song he composed himself."
The boss's face turned serious.
That night, Yao Xin, who never worked overtime, held an emergency meeting. They studied the video materials sent by the program team for a long time, and everyone's face was heavy.
Only the heartless boss said happily: "Hey, this song is really nice. We have Ziweixing in Yaoxin."
It is true that Yao Xin has the Purple Star, but it is also true that he cannot get a debut position. The boss is a fool, and the entertainment industry is like a big dye vat that comes with its own bleach, so the meeting concluded that everything depends on Jie Xichao himself.
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Of course, the basic work still needs to be done for the artists.
These past two days, Fang Qingqing has been either guiding other young artists or communicating with the program crew. First, he took special care of Jie Xichao's health problem, and then communicated with the public relations department and the publicity department - to be precise, only one person, about the publicity and promotion.
Tonight is the day when the contestants of "Super Rookie" are officially announced. There was some problem with Xie Xichao's Weibo authentication before, but fortunately he finally made it in time for the official announcement.
Seeing that it was exactly eight o'clock, she came to her senses, clicked on the official Weibo of "Super Rookie", clicked to follow, and then read its latest Weibo.
: Select your super rookie. [Web link]
New season, here we come.
The few lines of text are concise and domineering, full of the pride and reserve that a popular program should have.
The comments below are also very impressive.
"Ahhh, it's finally here! My spiritual food! Do you know how bored I am without you?"
"The group selected from last season returned a few days ago and broke records. The songs are also good. I am really looking forward to this season. The group selected by this show is really good."
"Ai Qingyuan Ai Qingyuan Ai Qingyuan Qingyuan Brother I love you! Ahhhh, please debut as the center, please!"
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Except for the top few hot comments which are from fans of the show, if you scroll down, the comments are basically controlled by fans of the contestants who are popular themselves. Among them, Ai Qingyuan was the most outstanding.
Fang Qingqing also knew Ai Qingyuan. She didn't have any opinions about other artists and only thought about her own. Unfortunately, after searching the comments section, there was basically no mention of her own artist. Although it was expected, she still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
fine. She comforted herself that she would gain followers after the show aired.
Their Xichao is good-looking and can sing, so she must have many, many fans.
Thinking of this, she left the comment section and clicked into Xichao's official personal blog.
What surprised Fang Qingqing was that Xie Xichao's personal blog actually had more than a hundred comments.
"Oh my god, this little brother is so handsome, is there any fan who can tell me something about him?"
"I know him. He's from City A. He was on the news. It was said that he had a car accident and suddenly woke up. He actually came to the talent show. This little brother has a dream of singing and dancing."
"You want to use your face to gain popularity and become an internet celebrity?"
"Is this picture retouched? If not, it's really pretty, and looks very youthful. I'm kind of tempted to buy a stake in it, but unfortunately I don't like beautiful trash. Let me take another look."
"If you are seriously injured, your body will not be in good condition. Can you hold up to the high-intensity training? I feel that the schedule of talent shows is quite devilish."
"Pretty little brother, come with our Brother Fu. Our Brother Fu is a tough guy with a soft heart. He looks cold but has a kind heart. He will definitely take good care of you. Hahaha. He also provides rap and dance teaching services for free."
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8:45 pm, "Super Rookie" 113 practice room.
There was silence all around, and countless eyes were silently looking towards the corner. At the end of the gaze, Fu Wen Ze had a stiff face as he watched Jie Xichao walk in front of him.
As their eyes met, Fu Wen Ze's face became even more rigid, and for the first time he actually had the urge to run away.
Before he could take action, Xie Xichao, the devil in front of him, spoke up: "Hand, it's not straight. It's 90 degrees."
"Although it's just a little off, it will give people a different feeling, so it's better to do it well." He looked at his watch and thought for a while, "Hmm... there's still some time."
"So, brother." Xie Xichao said gently, "Let's do it again before we go back."
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