Day 6
The director didn't dare to place a bet, not only because he and Baoyin had an unpleasant conversation in private, but the bigger problem was that he knew about Fu Xunyan.
Baoyin was in a state of internal strife, and when Mr. Zhang's men came to ask him to describe Fu Xunyan and Jiang Han's "A Cut of Plums," they also emphasized Fu Xunyan's past. But the director was no fool, so he naturally sounded out Li Pengcheng in private.
Sure enough, it did happen, but its nature was completely different.
Gritting his teeth, the director knew that he was not only betting on which faction in Baoyin would win, but also on whether Fu Xunyan could continue to be popular and successfully bring benefits to his program.
Will those things become the straw that breaks Fu Xunyan's back, or will they become the assets that allow him to successfully reach the top?
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Fu Xunyan did not hide his cell phone, so he had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
He is regaining his memory of "A Thousand Stars".
He had skipped this song a hundred times in his memory, but after that, there were thousands of blank days and nights. Because of Jiang Han's death, he even forced himself to forget everything about this nightmare.
So it wouldn't be particularly easy to do it again now - on the contrary, the difficulty is increased because of the familiarity of the memory and the unfamiliarity of the movements, as well as that subtle psychological barrier.
A bottle of ice water was pressed against his face, Fu Xunyan turned his head sideways, and Jiang Han sat down with a giggle.
"What's the matter? Are you having problems?"
Fu Xunyan turned his head to the side. Jiang Han was laughing heartily. After a whole morning of training, his forehead was covered with sweat. His flushed face was not a good look, but he didn't know how to cover it up. He went around with his face swollen from not getting enough rest.
"Yeah." Fu Xunyan admitted, "The movements are a bit fragmented."
Jiang Han scratched his head. "Really? It seems so. The choreography for this song seems to have been hired from a very good dance studio. This is their style. Although the movements are fragmented, they look really good when connected together."
Fu Xunyan nodded - the program team originally tried to win by word of mouth, so they spent a lot of money on buying songs and choreography. It was no wonder that the theme song MV received rave reviews after its release.
It is suspected that the capital behind "Go Forward" has taken action and bought the hot search for "New Century", saying that every trainee looks very ordinary.
As the trainee selection variety show returns after a hiatus of two years, countless people's attention is focused on the two programs, but it cannot be denied that the public is naturally biased.
——The dislike for Korean Wave, due to the hatred of some incompetent idols and the intentional guidance of the idols, has led passers-by to make comments such as "yes, they are too ugly" and "they are so effeminate" without even taking a closer look at each face.
The fans of the seniors also unconsciously put on a filter. In their eyes, no matter how good the new generation of trainees are, they can never replicate the glory, so the final impression they have is "not that good" and "not even as good as ***".
Jiang Han was completely unprepared for Fu Xunyan's sudden action. The young man's slender fingertips pinched his chin, and then he gently turned to the side. Jiang Han saw Fu Xunyan covering his microphone with his peripheral vision and whispering in his ear in a low voice.
"Let's not talk about whether to move or not, just go to the store and buy a cup of American coffee to reduce the swelling."
"This isn't like the company. If you're caught on camera and it's released, you're done for."
Jiang Han looked up at the mirror in shock, and finally realized his own face - he also noticed that as soon as Fu Xunyan came in, he moved his body to block the camera for him.
"Ahhh, I'll go right away!" Jiang Han lifted up the hem of his shirt and ran away with his head down. The other people in Class B's practice room cast curious glances at him.
Ten minutes later, Fu Xunyan began to regret his reminder. With Jiang Han gone, his progress seemed to slow down even further. He was already familiar with the parts the teacher had taught him that morning, but the worse part was the rest of the lesson and the overall visual quality.
How could this happen?
The tall young man lowered his brows and looked lonely and heavy in the mirror. This silence was too abrupt, and soon the other students in Class B could not help but cast their eyes on this overly handsome colleague.
...Whether it should be said or not, the other party can digest even negativity and depression into a particularly attractive style.
But they couldn't continue to watch the joke, because this seemingly arrogant and powerful guy soon walked out the door.
Fu Xunyan planned to go to the bathroom to wash his face and then regain his mood to try this "sinful" song, but he ran into two people in the corridor.
The pink and gray colors of the clothes were particularly eye-catching, not to mention the two cameras that were pointed very close to them. Fu Xunyan wanted to leave immediately; he had no interest in participating in these scripts, but the deep voice of one of them made him pause.
"This move... is wrong. You took the shot too early, and your palms are facing inwards."
"Hold...I'm sorry! I didn't mean to...Is that so? Inward?"
"...You're not going inward, you..."
"You might need to go back and think about this move. I still need... or..."
"Is there anything else I didn't do well? Sorry, can you please... I'm in Class F, so there won't be anyone to teach me when I go back... Sorry..."
Turning slightly to the side, Fu Xunyan saw two faces on the small balcony. First up was Min Hai, who had just returned from a professional dancer's competition abroad. He still had exaggerated white hair, with messy bangs covering his forehead but just above his eyebrows.
Her face shape is very smooth, and her entire head and face are surprisingly small among the contestants this year.
He is undoubtedly handsome, not like the popular handsomeness of Ye Lai, nor like the ethereal and leisurely handsomeness of Bai Wenji, nor like the gorgeous and ostentatious handsomeness of Fu Xunyan, but a reserved and low-key one.
His almond-shaped eyes, sculpted brow bones, and sharply angled brow arches give him a cool, heroic air, his overall lines leaning towards the strong side. Perhaps due to years of pop dance practice, he likes to hunch his back slightly, giving him a particularly modest look.
So even though he had obviously lost his patience at this moment, his face did not reveal any annoyance, as if he was only troubled by the problem itself - not the person who caused the problem.
As for the person opposite, Fu Xunyan had already recognized him; he was too famous.
Not only in "New Century", this trainee named "Zhou Qi" also continued to stir up the situation in his own field after the competition.
We cannot say that this person is absolutely bad, but in short, he is an ambitious person who does not follow the "right path".
"Min Hai? Are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time. Didn't you say you would teach me?"
The camera subconsciously panned toward the source of the sound, and that face, like a deep ink painting, burst into view. A young man in a light blue T-shirt sauntered over with his hands in his pockets. When he noticed the camera, he seemed to hesitate, a flicker of discomfort across his face, as if, like his own lies, he had truly stumbled upon them.
This deliberate adjustment actually gave him a strong sense of contrast, making the audience who saw him later exclaim that he was so cute.
Then the handsome young man deliberately ignored the camera and stared at Min Hai again stubbornly, with an unreadable vortex spinning in his deep pupils.
"Hmm? Why are you practicing on the balcony? It'll be hot."
Min Hai remained silent in the face of the strange trainee who suddenly appeared with a familiar tone, but he was not face-blind, so he quickly recognized that this lazy boy with curly hair tied into small buns was Fu Xunyan who amazed everyone on the first stage.
What is he doing? Min Hai didn't understand, but he didn't feel any malice, and his kind nature also made him unwilling to slap Fu Xunyan in the face in front of the camera.
"Yeah, it's a little hot. Have you been waiting for me for a long time? Can I come right over?"
"Now."
Who knew that a dry towel with the scent of sunshine would fall on my head inexplicably, followed by his firm and irrefutable voice.
"Look, the back of your neck is covered in sweat. Also, aren't you afraid of the sun? How can you stay out on this big balcony? You'll break out in a rash soon."
How come I didn't know I was afraid of the sun? Min Hai couldn't help but mutter in his heart, and without realizing it, he actually took the towel and started to wipe the sweat off his face.
"That..." A soft voice came from the side, trembling like a small animal, but as soon as it opened, the big devil trainee who had been talked about by word of mouth among the trainees looked over lightly. Although he didn't make any movements, Zhou Qi felt inexplicably frightened.
He was not afraid of him before, even though some trainees who had met Fu Xunyan said that this person was a little weird and not like his peers at all, Zhou Qi did not believe it at all - Fu Xunyan only got a B grade, even if they admitted that his self-composed music was good, but his overall level was far from enough to deserve the title of "Big Devil", right?
Fu Xunyan deliberately glanced at his name tag, "Mr. Zhou? So you're here. I just passed by Class F and I thought I heard someone looking for you. They're discussing whether to find another trainee to help teach dance. Don't you want to go back and take a look?"
But before Zhou Qi could mention Min Hai again, Fu Xunyan's hand fell to the side of his face, and he said softly with a look of distress: "Dancing is also difficult for me. Didn't I start by accusing Min Hai? By the way, Brother Min Hai, I'm not kidnapping you in front of the camera. Come with me back to Class B to see my level first. If you are willing, you can continue to teach me."
What was said... Zhou Qi's mouth stiffened inexplicably - wasn't this asking him to kidnap Min Hai in front of the camera?
It was not until this time that Min Hai finally understood why this trainee he had never met before appeared here. Although he still didn't understand why he helped, Min Hai was 100% willing to seize this opportunity to leave here.
"Okay, then let me test you first." He then turned to Qu Lingwo and bowed slightly, "Sorry, Xiao Fu made an appointment with me in advance, so..."
"It's okay, it's okay. You guys go first. I was the last one to arrive." Zhou Qi gritted his teeth and let Min Hai go.
Fu Xunyan realized that he might have really been infected with the "holy father syndrome" when he was taking Min Hai to Class B.
The fox-like, short-haired young man stared at the dazzling skylight. Even though his face was pale, his eyes were as bright as a torch. Fu Xunyan felt that this base was a bit of a curse on him, so much so that he could hardly suppress his nature.
So what is Fu Xunyan's true nature?
This question seems difficult to answer to others, but Fu Xunyan knows himself very well.
Absolute rationality, combined with a completely contradictory absolute ideal.
Sensibility and sincerity are innate, but rationality was forced upon him during that tragic leap and seven years of mistakes. Twenty-year-old Fu Xunyan had many concerns, but his humble background made him somewhat hesitant, leading even his fellow trainees to consider him "well-behaved," "obedient," and "boring."
But no one knew how passionately he was burning in his heart at that time. Without that burning fire, he wouldn't have chosen to leave the company alone, bearing a million-dollar penalty.
Having witnessed the unfairness and darkness, he was unwilling to suffocate himself in that environment.
But outside the entertainment industry, society as a whole still wasn't bright. Fu Xunyan could only find joy in misery, adjusting his gait while taking a breath, but he also clearly realized that he was being assimilated.
Is it right or wrong?
No one can answer this question, just as no one at any age can figure out which is right: sticking to oneself or adapting to society. There has never been an answer.
But now… now that he was off the track and had a second life, Fu Xunyan began to feel indifferent and unconcerned about life. This absurd re-start made him feel unreal, and all those rational thoughts seemed to be discarded.
The fire is burning again...
"You are truly generous."
When he walked to a place where there were no cameras, Min Hai suddenly heard these words with a hint of sarcasm.
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
Confusedly, he took off the towel and put it on his shoulders, then he remembered that it belonged to Fu Xunyan, but it was already half wet.
"I'm sorry, I'll wash this and return it to you."
"It's okay." The long-haired young man lowered his head, and Min Hai felt that he seemed to be deliberately avoiding his sight.
"Bai Wenji gave it to me. Just explain it to him and return it to him."
"As for what you mean—"
The young man turned around after taking half a step, his dark eyes emitting an ambiguous light in the corridor, which made Min Hai, who thought he was three years older, strangely nervous, as if he was facing a reprimand from his leader or a teaching from an elder.
"If you don't want to teach him, why don't you find an excuse to leave?"
"I..." Min Hai was about to deny it, but was discouraged to find that Fu Xunyan was certain of his true thoughts, so he could only sigh.
"The company said not to get confrontational in front of the camera and to be as friendly and helpful as possible, so..."
"So you're willing to give him an hour-long private lesson in the scorching sun, and he's still stuck at the first few moves?" Fu Xunyan couldn't help but interrupt, "You're just wasting resources."
Forgive his arrogance and inability to understand the "struggle" of those with less talent, but Fu Xunyan still has to say that if you really have no talent in the idol industry, you'd better not get in.
Besides, working yourself to the bone is inspiring, but dragging others down with you is a sin. This is how Fu Xunyan, who seems like a blank slate but has been immersed in the workplace for four or five years, thinks.
Even though only one night and one morning had passed, Min Hai had already completely mastered the dance for "Thousands of Stars". If he taught other people, he could help at least ten or more trainees. Coupled with the diversity of the people he helped, he would get a lot more screen time.
But being tied together with Zhou Qi, who knows nothing, not only can I not teach him, but being tied to such a CP line is no different from being sucked dry.
Min Hai was silent for a while, and with his face half covered by the towel, he showed a wry smile, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry? How have you ever been sorry to me?"
"Um... please rescue me."
"...It's not really a rescue, it's just a matter of convenience."
"Well... didn't you ask me to help you practice dancing? How about it? Do you want to go?"
Fu Xunyan raised his eyebrows.
Min Hai immediately waved his hands, "I wasn't forced this time, it was... I did it voluntarily. This is your reward for helping me?"
"Although it might seem like I'm trying to repay a favor, but..." Fu Xunyan narrowed his eyes, "I do have a question about dancing that I'd like to ask you. Don't worry, I don't think I'll give you as much trouble as that guy did. Just give me twenty minutes."
There were people in Class B who could dance, but unfortunately Fu Xunyan wasn't familiar with any of them. The only one he was familiar with, Jiang Han, didn't know if he had gotten himself into trouble by buying coffee, as he hadn't come back in twenty minutes.
The practice in Class B was also in full swing. When a pink color suddenly appeared among a group of light blue colors, it was really eye-catching.
Min Hai looked at several trainees who were as good at dancing as him and looked at him, and felt a little nervous for a moment.
But Fu Xunyan's posture was too natural, so natural that everyone misunderstood that the two were good friends who hit it off at first sight. Since they were good friends, it seemed understandable that he would teach his good friend to dance, so they quickly looked away.
Min Hai breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's right here."
Fu Xunyan was immersed in his own world and didn't care about those inquiring eyes.
The young man in front of the mirror stood tall and slender, raised his hands and turned them in a circle in front of his chest, and then led his legs with his waist to complete a whole set of movements in a very rhythmic manner, which looked very nice.
"Huh?" Min Hai couldn't help but take action and directly controlled the other person's waist, but when the heat penetrated the T-shirt and infected the palm of his hand, Min Hai pulled away as if he had been electrocuted.
"Feel sorry……"
"It's okay, you're quite perceptive." Fu Xunyan didn't mind such physical contact - he wasn't a sensitive person. "If I control my facial expressions while doing this, the position of my waist will be wrong."
"Why?" Min Hai didn't understand, but Fu Xunyan in front of him did it several times in a row, and it was just as he said. In the smooth and freehand movements of shaking his chest and turning his head, his waist was always stiff and unable to move his upper body.
"I've seen people who only care about their heads and not their hands, but I've never seen people whose expressions and waists interfere with each other."
Min Hai had a strange look on his face, but when he met Fu Xunyan's silent eyes, his lips stopped opening and closing - the other person had a look of worry on his face, and it seemed that the reason behind it was not simple.
But was his relationship with Fu Xunyan good enough to allow them to share what they had? Or if this was a storyline deliberately created by Fu Xunyan, then why did he choose to play the opposite role? Was it just because he happened to be passing by?
Min Hai couldn't help but think of conspiracy theories. Unlike most of the trainees here, he hadn't grown up in a rigid system. In terms of mental maturity, he wasn't behind, he just wasn't good at saying no.
Just when Min Hai couldn't help but think more and more, he heard an unpleasant sigh in his ear.
"Because of worry."
"Worried? Worried about what?"
"Aren't you worried? The move itself isn't technically difficult, but the two-second pause after it is a great opportunity to show off your 'character'."
Min Hai frowned, "That's true, but..."
But Fu Xunyan ignored him. The young man in the light blue T-shirt stared at the mirror with a frown. His sweat-soaked hair stuck to his eyebrows, and his stubborn eyes gave off a sense of coldness that made people subconsciously want to escape.
"So everyone is showing off their skills here. And when everyone is doing that, it's wrong to avoid it because you'll be accused of being dull. It's also wrong to follow suit because you'll be labeled greasy."
As Fu Xunyan spoke, his speech speed increased uncontrollably, and his voice became deeper and deeper, which made him sound a little angry and slightly aggrieved.
I feel wronged. How can I not feel wronged?
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