Day 41
On Saturday, the preparations for the second public competition officially began.
The boys only have one week left, with rehearsals on Thursday and their official debut on Friday.
Before all this started, Shen Ziqing, Qian Qiu Sheng, Yang Qing and others specially called Fu Xunyan to hold a meeting. The trainees were talking about it, wondering whether they were planning to directly manipulate the votes to let Fu Xunyan reach the top. Some people even came to Ye Lai to sow discord.
Ye Lai glanced coldly at the two trainees, sneered and left.
Fu Xunyan has been in a bad mood since returning on Thursday. Although he never shows it, those who are on good terms with him have sensed it.
Unusual.
Min Hai, Yin Xingheng and Jiang Han had already sneaked into dormitory 204 and came to inquire on purpose, but they were told that they didn't know what had happened either.
"Alas, our treasure hunt is really worrying." Min Hai sighed and rubbed his crew cut.
"By the way, Min Hai, why did you dye it red?"
Everyone's eyes turned to Min Hai's head, and the previous silver-gray turned into a warm red, bringing a sense of wildness to Min Hai.
Min Hai raised an eyebrow, "Want to give everyone something new? And he agreed to the treasure hunt. I'm also planning to get an eyebrow piercing."
"Now? That's not good. It won't be able to heal in time." Da Pei asked.
Min Hai was very disappointed, "Yeah, there's not enough time, so I can only make a fake one and put one on when the time comes."
"What on earth are you going to do with your "Cyber Love"? It's too advanced, with red hair and eyebrow piercings." Chen Chi has a phobia of fashion and wants to sit as far away from Min Hai as possible.
Bai Wenji was about to speak when he saw a shadow passing by the door. He sighed, opened the door and pulled the person in.
"What are you doing?" Ye Lai was angry and struggled to break free from Bai Wenji's hand, but saw the man leaning against the door frame with a look of contempt on his face.
"Why, Senior Ye Lai, do you like to peek so much? Next time, why don't you just knock on the door and come in? Why do you always have to ask me to treat you?"
"Come, come, come." Yin Xingheng patted the seat beside him, not feeling at all that Ye Lai was not familiar with them.
"Xun Yan will be back soon, let's wait together."
Ye Lai originally wanted to leave, but after hearing Yin Xingheng's words, she pursed her lips and sat down.
"Why is Vision being rated again at that time?" Chen Chi scratched his head and looked around to find the bright spot.
Da Pei also realized, "Really? It's us again."
Everyone nodded, but a wonderful feeling burst out in their hearts.
About ten minutes later, Fu Xunyan came back with his brows lowered and his expression as calm as usual. When he opened the door, he found that the dormitory was full of people.
"Why are you all here?"
"I'm just worried about you." Da Pei pulled Fu Xunyan over and pressed him in the middle.
"You didn't tell me when we asked you yesterday, and we didn't want to force you, but the production team called you over today, so it must be a big deal." Da Pei paused.
"If you're willing, tell us about it. Strength in numbers might help."
Dal-bae exchanged glances with the other two people present.
They had already known about Gu Tingchuan from Fu Xunyan, and wondered if the program team asking him to attend the meeting this time was related to that.
Fu Xunyan glanced around and found that everyone's concerns were not about fakery.
Do you want to say it?
Putting aside all the pros and cons... that's what he wanted to say.
"Well, the first thing is the arrangement for the second public performance. The production team will increase investment and hire several new arrangers, so the quality of the songs will be improved."
Oh, everyone nodded, but immediately realized something was wrong.
"Is this an internal arrangement of the program? What does it have to do with you?" Bai Wenji asked, then suddenly stood up with a serious look.
"Did you agree to do something in exchange?"
Fu Xunyan didn't say anything, but pursed his thin lips, like cherry blossoms in late March that pushed aside the ripples but eventually sank to the bottom of the lake.
Jiang Han anxiously grasped his shoulders, "What did you promise? Why did you agree to them?"
"Don't rush." Da Pei was unusually calm. Although he always seemed the most outgoing, sometimes that was just to hide the depths of his soul.
"Fu Xunyan." He looked over. "Don't lie to us. What did you promise?"
"A song."
"What song?"
Da Pei and Jiang Han exchanged glances as they remembered something. "Could it be that song?"
"Yes, we need to authorize the program team to use it for free."
Da Pei and Jiang Han didn't know what to say for a moment, and the others didn't understand what "that song" referred to.
"Is this your own composition?" Bai Wenji recalled seeing Fu Xunyan writing and drawing on a notebook. "You wouldn't sell the copyright to your composition, would you?"
Yin Xingheng and Ye Lai clasped their knees, their eyes becoming anxious. Among the people present, they were the two who understood the value of "self-composed music" the most.
"I didn't give up all the copyrights, I just authorized their use," Fu Xunyan explained.
"That won't work either. It's obviously your own achievement, why do you want to exchange it with the program team?" Yin Xingheng didn't understand why Fu Xunyan did this?
"No, go and tell them now, they won't let you." Yin Xingheng grabbed Fu Xunyan's hand and tried to pull him up and out the door.
However, Da Pei and Jiang Han were quicker to grab Fu Xunyan's other arm and said, "Yin Xingheng, don't be impatient. Wait a moment."
"What are you waiting for?" Yin Xingheng was furious. He looked at the people sitting there, and there was disappointment in his tone.
"What do you mean? So we can just sit back and enjoy the benefits of Xun Yan's achievements? If you want to be popular on the stage, can't you work hard on your own? Let Xun Yan pay for it and do the hard work?"
"Why? From the moment he joined the show, Xun Yan has earned everything on his own. Whether it's clarifying things or anything else, we haven't helped him at all. The show became popular thanks to Xun Yan, and we've already reaped the benefits. So what are you going to do now?"
Yin Xingheng's eyes became moist. He tried hard to hold back the soreness in his throat and forced all the excited tears back.
He took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, I don't agree!"
As he spoke, he began to pull Fu Xunyan's arm again, trying his best to take him out, but the next moment, he felt resistance from his hand.
Yin Xingheng looked back.
His own embarrassment was reflected in his narrow eyes, and the more embarrassed he was, the clearer that person seemed, like clouds and water.
"I know what you mean, and thank you for considering me." Fu Xunyan's voice was as steady as usual, as if there was no difficulty in this world that could make him feel frustrated, lost or sad.
“But I’m doing this for myself, too.”
"You overestimate my abilities, Yin Xingheng."
"Even if the production team didn't mention it, I would have sold them that song. But negotiations would have been necessary, so why not just go with the flow now?"
"Looking at the domestic scene, among idols like us, which of our own songs can really break out? If the show becomes popular, I can give them my own songs and ride on the momentum, and they might become a hit."
"This is no longer the era where you can stand out just by your strength like a few years ago, Xingheng."
"The power of one person is very weak. The so-called traffic is to push the work to the public's attention, relying on marketing to generate attention and then convert it into real popularity."
"I need the program as a carrier, and I need everyone to empower the work."
He chuckled, "Look at it this way. This is mutually beneficial. I can even use the money for the second public performance... Although they're a little reluctant to give it to Zhou Hengyu, I'm happy to give it to you. Just think of it as treating you to a meal, isn't it?"
How can you compare like that? How much is a meal worth? How much is your song worth? Everyone in the room thought so.
But they couldn't refuse.
Everyone has selfish desires.
But this matter cannot be discussed openly any further... Da Pei frowned, trying to find a way to prevent this matter from becoming a thorn in their side in the future.
"Let's do this." Da Pei stood up, and the giggling expression completely disappeared from his face.
"Xun Yan has decided to do this, so we are the beneficiaries, right? Yin Xingheng, I understand your character and your persistence, but I am different from you. If Xun Yan is willing to 'invest', I will definitely be happy to accept it."
"You can scold me, whatever you want. I am just like that. I want to climb up. Only by gaining a foothold at the top can I give you a better return, right?"
"I won't let his efforts go to waste. We can't control the other contestants on the show, but right now, everyone in this room has an idea of how they should repay Xun Yan in the future, right?"
Da Pei glanced around. He knew everyone in the room had a clear idea of their personalities during this month.
They were unknowingly like a ball of fire, attracted by Fu Xunyan in the center.
"I agree." Bai Wenji said.
Then everyone responded, even Ye Lai. He stood up and looked at Yin Xingheng.
"Don't be so self-righteous and think that we are all ungrateful except you. I, Ye Lai, would never be such an ungrateful person."
Yin Xingheng pursed his lips, he felt an incomparable pulling sensation.
On the one hand, they are right.
This is the reality. Fu Xunyan's contribution = greater investment from the program team = increased probability of their stage success = greater progress for everyone = possibility of future feedback.
And if he, Yin Xingheng, cut it off from the beginning, it would not be good for Fu Xunyan or anyone else.
But on the other hand, it was difficult for him to convince himself to accept it, or it was difficult for him to believe that the other people in this room would do what they said like he did, and would not betray Fu Xunyan in the future or regard his efforts as nothing.
Not to mention the other sixty trainees, they didn't even know what Fu Xunyan had paid...
Seeing Yin Xingheng's expression wavering, Fu Xunyan knew that he would no longer object so strongly.
"Actually, this is not the point. The important thing is another thing."
Everyone looked at him in surprise, unable to believe that anything could require more consideration than the last.
It was a rare moment for them to see an expression of "struggle" on Fu Xunyan's face, and then they heard the threat from Gu Tingchuan.
…
"Fuck!" Min Hai, Yin Xingheng, Ye Lai and Jiang Han cursed at the same time, not noticing that the other people in the audience were too calm.
Veins popped out on Yin Xingheng's neck and his face was filled with anger.
Jiang Han stood up anxiously, "What should we do? What if he really fabricates rumors to slander me? Wouldn't that be serious?"
"I've already contacted the company to handle it." Fu Xunyan touched his head. "It seems that the feedback is good so far. Both Patrox and Ou Rui are willing to help stop Gu Tingchuan."
"This was the most important reason the production team asked me to come over. They promised to do their best to protect me in this matter."
"That's not bad." Ye Lai breathed a sigh of relief. "Orui's PR is very useful, and Patrox should also be... very experienced."
It was such a joke from hell that a few people couldn't help but smile, even though they still looked worried.
Yin Xingheng glanced at Fu Xunyan worriedly, but when she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of Da Pei's expression.
It was a face that seemed frozen in anger. Although the erupting volcano had subsided, the smoke and dust floating in the air still covered the sky and made the world dark and silent.
I felt a little uneasy.
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