Day 42
"It's this familiar segment again, haha." Min Hai sat down with stickers of the C position and the Leader placed beside him.
"Everyone come over here, let's reserve a seat first."
Several people sat down obediently, and Min Hai waved, "Xun Yan, here."
Then he pressed him to his side. He didn't know when it started, but Min Hai couldn't accept that the person sitting next to him was not Fu Xunyan. Maybe it was just a habit.
Fu Xunyan sat down obediently.
Zhou Qi had an idea and walked straight over, but was blown away by a whirlwind halfway.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Jiang Han rushed over happily and squeezed to the other side of Fu Xunyan.
Looking at his simple, innocent and... stupid eyes, Fu Xunyan smiled and handed him a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Where have you been?"
"Gym, I always carry out the tasks you assign immediately!"
Then, as if completely unaware that the camera was still there, she grabbed Fu Xunyan's hand and pressed it against her abdomen.
The boy, who was shaped like a Samoyed by a fan animal, excitedly muttered, "Is it true? Is it true? Have my lost abdominal muscles returned?"
The palm of his hand was burning hot and filled with soft flesh. Fu Xunyan pushed him away with amusement, "Sorry, they probably got lost on the way back."
Jiang Han was disappointed and rolled over.
"What should I do? Can I really get back into training in five days?"
Min Hai comforted him: "Theoretically, it's possible. Go for it."
Listening to their discussion, Zhou Qi felt extremely guilty.
On the evening after the members of "Cyber Love" were confirmed, Fu Xunyan called a small meeting with everyone and briefly explained his understanding and arrangement of the song.
Obviously, he was not the captain and had no right to say anything, but those three guys were his fans and had no objection at all, so Zhou Qi had no choice but to swallow the doubts.
The most important thing is that Fu Xunyan hopes everyone will strengthen their fitness. Those who already have muscles must make them fuller, firmer and better looking. Those who don’t have any (referring only to Zhou Qi) should also try their best to have them.
Although Bai Zhen has always been criticized as a transparent person with a good face, he actually knows everything about these things in his heart. He glanced at Zhou Qi's embarrassed expression and sneered in his heart.
For a moment, that face suddenly looked a bit cool.
When it came time to compete for the C position, everyone fell silent again. In Eastern culture, few people appreciate overconfidence, and if there is a strong sense of competition, it will be criticized as being too picky.
Fu Xunyan didn't consider these things and directly raised his hand, his dark pupils scanning the surroundings: "I want to run for the C position, the reason is that I like this song very much, and I also like the C position part."
"Me too." Min Hai raised his hand with a smile, "So I'm running for election too."
Jiang Han looked at the two of them, lowered his head and stretched out his hands, "Although I'm not confident in my singing skills, I won't be outdone in dancing."
Bai Zhen pondered for a moment, "If that's what you say, I want one too. My twelve years of b-boying skills are not to be wasted."
Four pairs of eyes were all fixed on the last person left. Zhou Qi was sweating profusely and regretted the decision he made when choosing the song.
At that time, he was sitting not far from Min Hai and Fu Xunyan. He had been staring at this side with ulterior motives, and naturally read Fu Xunyan's lip language.
After seeing the four dance songs, he struggled a little between "Hacker Alliance and Intelligence Bureau" and "Cyber Love", but he still felt that Fu Xunyan would choose the latter.
Here it comes.
At that time, my mind was full of thoughts on how to get close to Fu Xunyan, and I didn't consider at all that there would be so many people who wanted to be in the same group with Fu Xunyan, and they were all big dance leaders!
Now something bad happened, and he became the absolute bottom of the team.
Fighting for the C position now makes it seem like he is overestimating his own abilities. If he doesn't fight, he will become the only candidate with fixed votes. Whoever he chooses will be the C position, and he will probably be scolded to death by the other three.
Zhou Qi stammered and froze there for a moment.
In the end, it was Min Hai who proposed that the voting be conducted by a five-person system, but no one could vote for himself. Whoever had the most votes would be the C position.
The result was obvious. Fu Xunyan was elected with almost unanimous votes, and his own vote was cast for Bai Zhen.
Min Hai and Jiang Han were not sad about not getting the C position. Instead, they chased Fu Xunyan and asked why he didn't give it to them.
"It's just because I think Bai Zhen is suitable." Fu Xunyan explained with a smile.
"Thank you for your affirmation, Brother Fu!" Bai Zhen, with his extremely clean and beautiful yet childish face, always had a subtle sense of humor when he said such compliments.
Because the dance was so difficult, their group immediately began rehearsals after confirming Min Hai's leadership. By 10 p.m., all four members except Zhou Qi had memorized the entire choreography, leaving only the details to be worked out.
Zhou Qi was like a poor student who had sneaked into a class of top students. He either couldn't keep up here or there, but no one blamed him.
Min Hai just told him to continue practicing hard tomorrow and make sure to memorize all the movements before Wednesday.
Zhou Qi was exhausted. He had been planning to sell himself in front of the camera, but now he was lying on the ground, soaked and gasping for breath.
These monsters!
After ten o'clock it was free practice time. Fu Xunyan went to the bathroom to wash his face and planned to recite the song, but a selection officer suddenly rushed to him panting.
"Fu, Fu Xunyan, someone is looking for you."
who?
When he entered the waiting room and saw the figure wearing sunglasses, Fu Xunyan felt that it was indeed his calmness.
The other person didn't even have time to take off his sunglasses before striding over with long legs and holding his shoulder. Even if you couldn't see his expression, you could tell he looked guilty.
"Xun Yan! I'm so sorry, I didn't expect that person to be this kind of person!"
Not caring about his image at all, Cong He uttered a series of swear words in front of a room full of staff, and his emotions were still very unstable.
Fu Xunyan patted his shoulder, escorted him to his seat, and went to the coffee bar to make a cup of tea, barely trying to calm Cong He down.
The man pressed his hand against his brow, thinking painfully.
"Xunyan, don't worry about Gu Tingchuan. I'll find a way." Cong He looked up, his face showing a hint of coldness in his maturity, breaking the calmness he had maintained for more than ten years.
"I won't let him go. Does he think he can do such evil things just because he has achieved a little?"
The assistant beside him couldn't help but tell Cong He that the other person not only had achievements, but also had a great background.
"So what? Isn't it just that I have some money and two companies? Haha." Cong He smiled contemptuously with a noble and cold look, and then made a phone call.
The waiting room was unusually quiet. Dozens of staff members listened to the beeping of the phones and wondered whether they should sneak out of this eerie place.
The call was connected quickly.
"Ah? You're back in China? Why didn't you tell your brothers when you came back? I'm looking for you to drink someday?"
Cong He smiled and cursed a few times to stop the other party from chattering.
"Put aside the drinking, I want to ask you for a favor."
"Huh? You're asking us for help, just ask. We brothers will be there whenever you ask!"
Assistant Director Qian Qiusheng's pupils trembled beside him. This voice... No way...
After hanging up the phone, Cong He's anger still had not subsided, but when his eyes swept over Fu Xunyan, he was finally miraculously calmed down.
His assistant finally reacted and drove everyone around him out of the waiting room, including the assistant director Qian Qiu Sheng.
The man lowered his head. He was clearly neither the perpetrator nor the victim in this incident, yet his expression was more vulnerable than anyone else's. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, but the sparkle in them was a sense of relief at having snuffed out the danger before it could happen.
There is no light here, and a slight smell of decay and mold is always floating in the room, and invisible dust is falling around you.
He sat quietly, as if isolated from the noise of the entire world, including Fu Xunyan.
His eyes were dim, their former brilliance long gone, leaving only endless fatigue and confusion. His fingers, resting on the side of the cup, subconsciously rubbed it gently, as if trying to grasp something, but repeatedly failing.
He is ill.
Fu Xunyan couldn't ignore it, so he walked forward and gently put his arm around the shoulders of this senior who was a dozen years older than him.
"Brother Cong, I'm sorry."
Still no response.
Fu Xunyan sighed deeply in his heart: "Brother Cong, whether it was the previous incident or this time, I have actually made sufficient preparations. Even without your help, I can still get out of this unscathed."
"But I'm very grateful that you're willing to come here. From my perspective, you're just a senior who I've worked with once. I'm really grateful that you're willing to mobilize your resources on my behalf."
"You're a good person."
It sounded like he was giving out a nice guy card, and Fu Xunyan sneered.
"I don't mean anything bad by that. I think you're really great and I admire you. Well, I'll follow your example and continue to work hard in this industry."
"Role model?" The man in the arms finally opened his mouth. His voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes, moistened by water, looked at Fu Xunyan.
"No, I'm not much of a role model. I haven't been able to... I haven't been able to do a lot of things."
However, the young man's face suddenly became serious.
Cong He had never seen Fu Xunyan with this expression. He had watched the previous episodes of the show, and Fu Xunyan in the show had an indescribable sense of alienation. No matter if he had a blank expression or was smiling, he always made people feel as if he was out of the world.
But this moment is different.
Fu Xunyan seemed to be standing here in reality.
"You did it. If you hadn't come today, I might have died tomorrow."
Cong He was stunned.
Then he finally smiled and pushed Fu Xunyan's arm away. "Don't lie to me. You just said you can get away with it without me."
The young man tilted his head, a look of unprecedented liveliness on his face. He gave a wink, finally showing some of the liveliness of a young man.
"It's different. Brother Cong, you are my spiritual support."
"Stop talking nonsense..." Cong He covered his face and wiped the tears from his eyes into his palms.
He finally broke free from his emotional vortex, feeling a little embarrassed - he had clearly come to help Fu Xunyan, but somehow it had become Fu Xunyan helping him...
Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future anyway.
Cong He's expression calmed down. He straightened his sitting posture and looked straight into Fu Xunyan's eyes.
"Can you tell me how you plan to deal with Gu Tingchuan? I did some research yesterday, and he also screwed over a few 18th-tier celebrities before you. I guess he's a man of his word."
The young man lowered his eyes, and the light focused on his long eyelashes.
“Actually, I recorded it.”
Huh? Cong He was a little surprised. "You recorded it?"
"Yes." Fu Xunyan smiled. "Just think of me as having paranoid delusions. I will be more cautious when interacting with resources that suddenly knock on my door."
Could it be... Cong He narrowed his eyes, and Fu Xunyan quickly waved his hands to explain.
"No, I have never done anything like this to Brother Cong, because I really trust Ms. Lin Weiwei's character."
"Just because of Lin Weiwei?" Cong He was even more unhappy. "Hey, I look like a good guy, okay?"
Fu Xunyan had no choice but to beg for mercy.
"Anyway, I recorded the conversation, but you understand, Brother Cong, that unless everything goes to hell I can't release it, or else my reputation in the industry will plummet.
But if I tell Gu Tingchuan privately, there's no guarantee he won't take action behind the scenes out of concern."
"so……"
"So my idea is to let Gu Tingchuan see that I have enough power to deal with him outside of the recording. Then, I will use the recording as my trump card to show that I can destroy you but I don't want to do so."
"That way, he'll let his guard down and give me enough time."
"What do you want time for?" Cong He was a little confused.
"Collect evidence, evidence of him suppressing other artists, and evidence of power-for-sex transactions."
Hearing this, Cong He curled up his fingers and looked at Fu Xunyan with an extremely unfamiliar look.
"I originally thought you only wanted to protect yourself, but I didn't expect that you actually wanted to kill him completely?"
The young man was tall and slender, and his face suddenly showed an inexplicable smile, which made people feel a little scared.
"Ah, I didn't want to do that. This kind of deal in the industry is consensual and can never be eradicated. But once he made the threat, the nature of the matter became completely different."
"Brother Cong, if you do a little research, you'll find all the artists he's ruined. It seems he's still too unscrupulous."
Cong He looked at him.
"Since you've decided to do this... I'll help you."
Seeing Fu Xunyan's thin lips slightly opened, Cong He hurriedly added: "Don't refuse, okay?"
Yes, I will help him.
Cong He was unable to help Lu Lingke in the past, but now Cong He must not miss the opportunity to help Fu Xunyan again.
The young man looked at him quietly, and for a long while he showed a cold smile without any smile.
"Yeah, okay."
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