Day 63
[This is so funny! Let’s see another defense-breaking moment for the defense-breaking guy. It’s really amazing. He thought he was so awesome, but was completely defeated by our Brother Fu, right?]
[Well, a 29-ring score is actually pretty impressive, if only he hadn't called Zhou Qi and Nakli "lucky" beforehand.]
[Of course I'm "lucky". After all, I can't compare to Prince Ender who practiced every day in that crappy aristocratic academy, wearing out his palms. (I've been wanting to complain for a long time. No matter how hard you practice, what's the big deal? You have enough food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and you don't have to worry about employment.)
[That's right. His fans brag all day long about how hard his brother works practicing piano, archery, and swimming. The ones who really work hard are us, the slaves who make money for their family and work overtime at night. Okay, if I could just practice piano every day without having to worry about work, I'd be the first to sign up.]
[Don’t take my place upstairs!]
[By the way, don't you all know? Even though Ander is said to be mixed-race, isn't he Korean, Japanese, Chinese, and American? He gave up his Chinese citizenship before he even reached adulthood, and now he's trying to come back and make money. What are his fans so happy about?]
[This is a rumor, but it's true.] Their company has a serious problem of discrimination against Taiwanese workers, paying them 60% of what they pay in Japan and South Korea... Senior management once told them directly that our low prices are simply because they're good, and they don't even pay overtime...]
[Thank you sister, the barrier is broken...]
[What the hell? Which company? Can we boycott them together?]
[Uh, the key point is that when Ander was in junior high school abroad, he gave a speech about the imperfect human rights protection in my country... God damn, he relies on his own companies to pamper the Chinese people, while at the same time scolding the Chinese people for not strengthening themselves. He really blocked him from both ends.]
[Hahaha, now I'm losing my temper! Why does this "little prince" get to spend my money and then turn around and tell me he's working hard and ask me to give him a thumbs up?!]
[Sisters, please share this with us. Look at our "New Century," a fully automated inspirational talent show. Zhou Hengyu is considered the best among them, but even if he collapses, he's only that powerful. He's much better than yours.]
As we all know, "New Century" and "Go Forward", two programs with the same theme and the same period, have always been at odds. Although I don't understand why the directors wanted to record the programs together this time, it actually happened to break the barriers.
The group of double agents who had been secretly lurking in the two programs finally began to show up, selling Amway and intelligence to both sides.
Qianjin's mother was amazed at the poverty of Shiji's mother. Shiji's mother was like a wild beast jumping up and down in front of Qianjin's mother.
[Who gets it? Ever since I got into New Century, I've been lamenting my lack of talent for digging up gossip. Wow, I've finally landed on the right set. What were you all doing before Qianjin Ma? News like this goes viral, trending like crazy!]
[Hey! I'm going forward, I'm going to fart!]
"Where have you been, Park? Why are you back just now?"
The boy scratched his head, quickly patted the seat next to him for Park Soo-ha to sit down, and peeked in to tell him that Ander had just gotten very angry after getting in the car.
"Nothing, just went to cancel a contract."
"Oh." The trainee pulled the seat belt, "Huh???"
Park Soo-ha looked out the window. The light of the setting sun was dazzling.
Although the scene wasn't quite right, what he remembered was the child working in a convenience store during that cold winter.
If you get first place, if you still stay in the entertainment industry, there will definitely be a chance for us to meet, right?
**
"Hehehe."
"Do you know what happened to the director? It's been a whole morning and it's really scary." The intern asked his supervisor while picking at his lunch box.
The instructor looked quite accustomed to it, "Why else? He just took pictures of Fu Xunyan during the day and enjoyed it."
"You don't know, the photographer who took the photo for Fu Xunyan last time, Patrox, seems to have contacted Ou Rui privately, wanting to pay Fu Xunyan to be a model."
The teaching sister held up three fingers and said seriously, "This is the price."
"Thirty thousand?"
"No." The instructor shook her head. "It's three sets, three sets for free. This isn't something you can put money on. The photographer is very famous. In the past, only the company could hire him, but this time he's paying for it."
"So I let the director take pictures of my handsome face for free, and I will always smile like this."
Isn’t it? Because of the director’s “tactfulness”, many fans online are now commenting on this director’s kindness and high professional quality. How can we not be happy?
"Yeah." The intern turned on his phone. "I've also changed my archery photo from the sports meet. It's really cool."
The teacher was surprised. "What? You betrayed the revolution! You don't love us Cyber Treasure Hunt anymore! Woohoo, Cyber Treasure Hunt will cry!"
"No way." The intern opened the chat box with a smile. The background was all different photos of Fu Xunyan - it was difficult for her to set it up so many times.
"I turned the backgrounds of over 300 contacts into different treasure hunt images. Isn't that impressive?"
The teaching sister gave a thumbs up.
"Of course. I can see what you did last night to get such dark circles under your eyes."
"But since you're in charge of the online side, you should be careful about the issue of privately printed cards. There have been too many treasure hunt pictures going viral lately, and my sisters and I have encountered vendors in different fan groups."
"Yes! I heard it today too. They're actually selling one for a thousand. That's outrageous. I've already reported it."
"Well done! Remember to inform all the trainees' agents to avoid any problems later."
“Okay!”
After the sports meet, Fu Xunyan was also busy. Many trainees suddenly began to show their enthusiasm for him and surrounded him to say hello.
"Maybe it's because of Fu Xunyan's actions today that everyone has come to know his other side."
Chen Chi didn't quite understand, "Why, isn't Brother Fu always easy to get along with?"
Bai heard this and was speechless.
"That's what you think. He's such a busy man. He's either practicing or staying in the dormitory all day. He rarely chats with others, right? So it's normal for them to think Fu Xunyan is difficult to get along with."
"Besides, the first and second male training sessions, everyone has heard that Fu Xunyan is extremely strict."
"Many people saw Zhou Qi cry when he scolded him that day."
"Ah, Zhou Qi." Chen Chi suddenly looked around, "Did Brother Fu go out with Zhou Qi? What are they doing?"
"Don't ask so many questions, kid." Da Pei hooked his arm around his shoulder and said, "Instead of worrying about your brother Fu, you should worry about the college entrance examination. Why don't you take advantage of the break during the second public rankings week to catch up on your studies?"
Chen Chi lowered his head and burst into tears.
**
The dusk light, like melted honey, slowly streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the practice room. The sunlight had lost its sharpness at noon, becoming lazy and gentle, slanting through the glass and casting a grid of diamond-shaped spots on the wooden floor.
The practice room was deserted. The mirrored walls reflected the golden afterglow, shrouding the entire space in a hazy amber glow. Tiny particles of dust floated in the air, slowly swirling in the beams of light like miniature galaxies in a silent dance.
The camera in the corner has been turned off. After the second public performance ended on Friday, the program team entered another week-long "rest period". Most of the vacant practice rooms were closed, and only a few were left for trainees to practice basic skills.
This practice room, used by an unknown group, remained silent. Scattered on the floor were several crumpled and unfolded sheets of music, their edges softened and fuzzed from frequent flipping.
Fu Xunyan picked it up and smiled.
Although there is no signature, the small sun logo below is undoubtedly a simple sketch by Da Pei.
Someone had written the words "Persevere, Keep Going!" in the corner of the mirror with an erasable marker, but the handwriting had become a little blurry due to being rubbed off.
It is still May, and the temperature is not low on sunny days, but once night falls, the temperature will drop little by little, leaving behind the heat and scent left by the intense training - the faint smell of sweat, the fragrance of hairspray, and the slightly sweet floor wax.
Fu Xunyan closed the door and made eye contact with the boy standing not far away.
The silence of dusk is different from that of the night. It carries the fatigue of the day, but also contains a certain expectation - the expectation of rest and the expectation of tomorrow.
This silence isn't absolute; the building's breathing, the occasional creaking of pipes, the subtle hum of fluorescent lamp ballasts are all felt by those standing within. It's the tranquility of a transitional moment, a brief respite between day and night.
Especially for them, a group of entertainment practitioners who are surrounded by noise all the time and can only stand in this quiet place for a short time occasionally.
Zhou Qi fumbled in his pocket for a while and took out a pen. He stammered, unable to speak, his face paler than ever.
"What's this?"
Fu Xunyan took over the question, even though he knew it very well.
Zhou Qi's fingertips were trembling.
Fu Xunyan felt a sense of wonder.
Is Zhou Qi a bad person?
The previous Fu Xunyan had to be said to be a bad person.
Just as he thought when he pulled Min Hai away in the corner of the corridor, he hated Zhou Qi's behavior.
But today, Fu Xunyan has seen more things in this week, more things that he has never seen in his previous life.
He began to understand some people who were crazy about wanting to be famous - although he did not support them, he began to understand.
So as long as Zhou Qi doesn't disrupt the stage, he can be with him in the second public performance and can also speak for him today.
Zhou Qi is not only Zhou Qi, but also one of the countless ordinary people in this circle who lack strength but have big ambitions and quick minds.
"Recorder." Zhou Qi sighed and finally opened his teeth. He could not hide his defeat.
Just as he had to admit, Fu Xunyan changed him through a second master.
Let him start thinking, is the stage more important, or is the hype more important?
If he had even a little bit of potential, he wouldn't even think about this problem, because the popularity he'd gained through this method would gradually make him forget that he was famous because of hype, his fans would consciously cheer him up, and he would be able to block out all the voices that still made him feel ashamed.
However, it was precisely because he knew deep down that he could not reach the heights he wanted that he was forced to think here.
He beautifies himself and downplays his guilt by saying, "I have turned over a new leaf, so now I want to pursue the stage."
Zhou Qi despised himself immensely, but was also secretly delighted at having found this path.
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