Chapter 068 Status
Lin Chiran recalled the situation during the recording just now, and heard Qu Qinghuan say: "She is very reluctant to be in front of the camera."
During the album production process, photographers will be there to shoot the production highlights. The Star Leaf Choir will only shoot a small part as material, and they have also confirmed the shooting permission in advance.
"It might be okay if she doesn't show up." Occasionally there are artists who maintain their mystery in this way, but Qu Qinghuan believes that given her family's urgent attitude, they probably won't choose this method.
Qu Qinghuan stated calmly: "When you make your debut, you will have to face more than just the camera. You will have no choice when the time comes."
Although Lin Chiran also had some ideas about this, this was someone else's wish after all, and outsiders like them could not rashly interfere with the choice of the parties involved.
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In the teaching building of Communication University of City A, the bell for the end of get out of class rang on time.
This is the last class this morning. The college students who have been in class since 8 a.m. are already restless and are quietly packing their schoolbags under the table.
As soon as the old professor on the podium announced the end of get out of class, the students rushed out of the classroom and headed for the nearby cafeteria.
"An Juesui!" A voice passed through the army of hungry wolves and reached An Juesui's ears clearly.
"Squad leader!" After An Juesui and the others had dispersed, he walked up to the squad leader with whom he had a good relationship and said, "Let's go eat too. I'm almost fainting from hunger." As he said that, he touched his hungry belly.
"Where should we eat?" The squad leader thought for a moment and said, "There are many people at mealtime. Should we go directly to the second cafeteria?"
"Okay, the line over there is fast." An Juesui nodded repeatedly and checked the time: "I have something else to do in the afternoon, so I'm a bit rushed."
The class monitor understood that An Juesui, as an idol who has already debuted and is quite popular, is very busy. He also has to balance his studies here and often runs back and forth between the two.
The second canteen is not large, the food tastes slightly better, and the price is a bit higher than other canteens. In addition to students, there are also some faculty and staff eating here, so there are quite a few people.
The two of them found a corner and sat down with their plates, then heard people whispering around them.
"Is that person An Juesui..."
"Yeah, it seems someone has met him here before."
"Will he agree to take a photo with me?"
"How about giving it a try?"
The person who was speaking was not far away and soon walked in front of the two of them.
"Excuse me...can we take a photo together?" he asked tentatively.
An Juesui didn't even need to say anything, the class monitor was already familiar with how to respond, and said righteously: "Sorry, classmate, it's private time now."
You can't open your mouth to ask this, otherwise you won't be able to finish this meal properly. An Juesui smiled apologetically.
The person asking the question stepped back after hearing this, not because he was being polite, but because as a media school, it is common for current students to appear in mainstream media. The school has strict regulations in this regard in order to protect students, and the consequences of violating them are very serious.
The two thought they could finally have a good meal, but an uninvited guest arrived.
"Do you still remember me?" The boy stared at An Juesui as he spoke.
An Juesui felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, and subconsciously rubbed the back of his hand, suddenly remembering something: "You were the one in "Lucky 7"..."
"Yes! You still remember!" The boy was very excited and sat down next to the two of them: "Can I sit here?"
Is this an inquiry... The squad leader looked at the man speechlessly, but it sounded like he knew An Juesui, so he didn't say anything.
"I'm sorry, I scared you when we were recording the show." The boy said as he glanced at An Juesui's hand, which had turned a little red from being rubbed by him.
An Juesui noticed his gaze, which reminded him of some bad memories. He stiffly took the handle away, obviously not wanting to say more: "It's okay."
"I'm really sorry!" The boy continued to talk to himself, "I was interning at Honeydew TV before, and I didn't expect to be assigned this task. I didn't want to do this, but the program team strongly requested it, and I had no other choice... I'm really sorry!"
Some loud noises attracted the attention of the people around, and they all turned their eyes over here. An Juesui gave a somewhat forced smile: "You didn't mean it, it's okay."
The boy seemed to be forgiven, and spoke quickly: "I have always liked you, and we have been to offline activities." From time to time, he observed An Juesui's expression, wondering what he wanted to see from his face, and he kept talking even without getting a response.
An Juesui dealt with it absentmindedly and had not eaten much of his lunch. When he looked at the time, it was almost time for his appointment to go to the recording studio, so he said goodbye in a hurry and left.
When he left, the gaze behind him seemed to be still clinging to him reluctantly, so An Juesui quickened his pace.
The boy's greedy gaze was all seen by the person opposite him.
The squad leader frowned, sensing something was wrong.
An Juesui came out from the side door and got into the car. Assistant Liu greeted him: "Brother An, have you had lunch?"
An Juesui didn’t actually eat much, but he didn’t want to delay the trip, so he nodded: “I’ve eaten, let’s go.”
The car was driving quietly. An Juesui wanted to close his eyes and rest, but there was always a picture occupying his mind. He began to rub the back of his hand unconsciously, with increasing force, and the pain stimulated his nerves.
For some reason, the road that was usually very smooth was suddenly congested today. The stuffy feeling in the car made An Juesui's stomach, which had not eaten much, start to feel uncomfortable.
"There's an accident on the road ahead..." Xiao Liu checked the traffic information, turned around and said to An Juesui, "Let's take another road and drive faster. We should be able to catch up."
An Juesui agreed to Xiao Liu's words and tried to suppress his physical discomfort, but his expression could not lie.
"Brother An?" Xiao Liu looked at An Juesui in the back row and said, "You look bad. Are you feeling unwell?"
An Juesui couldn't help feeling a sharp pain in his stomach. He frowned and the expression in his drooping eyes was hard to tell.
"Brother An?" Xiao Liu said quickly, "If you feel uncomfortable, I will contact them and send you to the hospital first?"
An Juesui held on, speaking in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, my stomach is just not feeling well, maybe I'm carsick, it happens to me sometimes before, just buy me a box of medicine when we pass by the pharmacy later."
Xiao Liu was a little worried and kept looking towards the back seat.
An Juesui leaned back in his chair quietly. He felt dizzy and his mind was not very clear, probably because of motion sickness and not eating much. He might have a little hypoglycemia: "Please buy me some food by the way."
Xiao Liu nodded repeatedly, and as soon as he drove out of this road, he found a place to stop along the street, went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, went to the convenience store to buy some food and water, and returned to the car.
After An Juesui ate, he took a break and his complexion improved: "Thank you, I feel much better now. Let's go."
Xiao Liu observed his condition and it seemed that nothing was wrong, so he continued driving towards the recording studio.
The traffic jam did delay them for some time, and when they arrived at the scene, they were a little late. However, Xiao Liu explained the situation to Wu Wen in advance, and Jiang Hechu happened to arrive early, so his part was recorded first.
"Sorry, I'm late." An Juesui said as soon as he entered the door, with an apologetic look on his face.
Lin Chi Ran did not blame him, but was more concerned about other issues: "Are you feeling better?"
An Juesui smiled sheepishly: "A lot, it should be low blood sugar, I promise to eat well next time!"
Lin Chi Ran looked at him and said, "Let's go to the hospital after this is over. We don't have any other plans later today."
An Juesui agreed obediently and sat aside waiting for Jiang Hechu to finish the recording.
In the recording studio, Jiang Hechu was singing the lyrics attentively. He could vaguely feel that he was in excellent condition.
Everyone in the control room was also quite surprised when they heard his singing.
Referring to the recording of the last debut single, I thought Jiang Hechu would take longer, so I put him at the back. This time I found the state right from the beginning, saving a lot of trouble.
There was also some surprise in Qu Qinghuan's eyes. He came to his senses so quickly, or was there something else that affected him?
After Jiang Hechu finished recording, he said hello to everyone and walked out of the recording studio with brisk steps.
Qu Qinghuan turned around and asked Lin Chiran: "What magic medicine did you give him?"
Lin Chiran laughed dumbly: "Maybe it's because he's taking acting classes recently."
Qu Qinghuan was thoughtful and performed...
Lin Chi Ran said naturally: "After all, we all need to express our emotions. Maybe he found some common ground..."
The two said no more and began to prepare for the recording of An Juesui.
On the other side, Jiang Hechu walked out of the recording studio in a very happy mood.
As the producer said, what he learned from acting classes seems to come in handy in music as well. To be precise, it was very useful to him, freeing him from the emotional shackles that had been placed in some corner.
When I was working at the agency in Country B, I was always taught to suppress my emotions and to act like an outstanding and perfect idol no matter what, like a glass doll in a display stand. They need difficult dancing and superb singing skills, but they don’t want the idol’s own consciousness.
But in Wax&Wane produced by Lin Chiran, he is clearly aware of the meaning of his existence. He is no longer a clown spinning with a mask. Even the real him can get recognition and support.
Maybe the acting class was just an opportunity, and the real reason lies in these days and nights.
Gradually, he found the answer that he wanted to pursue even if he had to give up the opportunity to debut. Only then will they gradually let down their guard, come into contact with more things, experience various emotions, and incorporate these into the works of their idol career.
While Jiang Hechu was happy about this, An Juesui was not in a good condition in the recording studio.
"Stop." Qu Qinghuan called for a halt. He knew that An Juesui was not in good physical condition today, so he did not blame him too much. He just told him the truth: "You are not in good condition."
An Juesui also realized that no matter how he sang today, he felt emotionally alienated. He had never encountered such a situation before and looked nervous.
Following Qu Qinghuan's guidance, I re-recorded it many times. By the end, it had already exceeded the estimated time, but the results were not satisfactory.
The sound engineer hesitated: "Still recording?"
Qu Qinghuan frowned. An Juesui was not in a good condition today. There was no point in continuing recording. But if we continue like this, time will be delayed, and it is not clear what his condition will be like when we record him again later.
Finally, it was Lin Chiran who made the decision to stop recording today and then record An Juesui’s part later. This decision will inevitably squeeze the time for later travel, but the most important thing An Juesui should do now is to go to the hospital.
Lin Chiran always felt that he looked dazed today, and when he asked him, he said that there was nothing wrong and he still needed to go to the hospital for a check-up.
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