A silent night
At 7:45 the next morning, Su Man arrived at the dance studio on time. Unexpectedly, Li Ye and the others arrived earlier than her and seemed to have been practicing for a while.
"Good morning, Sister Man."
The sign at Shen Keke Station slid straight towards Su Man and saluted.
Meng Lun came over and took the coffee from Su Man's hand. Li Ye patted the newly moved chair and said, "Sister Man, sit here."
Su Man was happy, and said to Shen Keke, who was speechless because of the bitterness of pure black coffee, “Can’t you talk about it anymore?”
"Oh, don't mention it. When I go back home and think about going to Youpengyou today, I'm so scared that I can't sleep." Shen Keke said with his neck shrunk.
Li Ye continued, "Yes, I told my mom this morning that I wanted to have friends online, and she just said three words to me: 'Bullshit.'"
Wen Zhengyang was amused, showing his dimples, "So how did you respond?"
"I said, no matter how mushy the potatoes are, you still have to turn them over."
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Laughter and joy dispelled the morning sleepiness, and after drinking the coffee brought by Suman, they began a new round of rehearsals.
Perhaps because it felt more realistic after a night, they practiced extremely seriously.
Su Man also took this opportunity to check out their personal social media accounts and super chats.
Although I was mentally prepared, I still felt dizzy after opening it.
Li Ye's Weibo contains a lot of "Mom". He says "Mom" when the team he supports loses, "Mom" when it's late, and "Mom" when it's early. Su Man patiently read through it for a long time, but in the end she couldn't even recognize how to write the word "Mom".
Shen Keke's videos are slightly better than Li Ye's, but not much better. They are either silly videos or ghost videos, and the captions are all hahahaha.
Wen Zhengyang, by comparison, was much more normal, snapping pictures of the scenery and himself. It's just that his photos were heavily influenced by Meng Lun. For example, if Meng Lun told him a joke, or brought him an egg, he'd always add a filter to the shot, making it look incredibly refined.
As for Meng Lun’s own Weibo, there are almost no selfies. The most common things he posts are about cute pets, covering a wide range of categories, including cats, dogs, hamsters, and even alpacas.
After reading her personal Weibo, Su Man opened k857's super topic. As expected, it showed 20,000 followers, but the most recent post was six months ago, and it was an advertisement...
Yes, they didn't have much popularity when they were auditioning, and they didn't have any outstanding works or performances afterwards. In addition, with their domineering style, it's hard to imagine what kind of fans would like them.
Su Man flipped through their personal super chats again, and they were just as desolate. The only one where some lively people could be seen was the CP super chat of Meng Lun and Wen Zhengyang.
Maybe because there are too few people supporting them, they didn’t give them a complicated name, so they just simply called them Wen Meng CP.
Although the number of people is not large, there are dozens of living people.
However, Su Man does not intend to attract this part of fans. CP fans are a double-edged sword. It is a shortcut but also a danger. If you really want to go far, you can't just rely on CP hype.
but...
Su Man looked at Meng Lun and Wen Zhengyang dancing, and her gossip spirit faintly awakened.
So, are these two people in trouble or not?
...
The morning passed quickly. Su Man sorted out their personal accounts, deleted the super topics that should be deleted, and pinned the ones that should be pinned. It can be a wasteland, but don't let weeds grow on it.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, Su Man called them and told them that it was almost time to set off after lunch.
The recording location was in Luocheng, a nearby city, about an hour's drive away. Su Man borrowed a car from the company and drove herself.
I wanted to let them sleep for a while, but none of them could fall asleep and kept humming a song in the back.
Su Man simply played the accompaniment and let them rehearse in the back.
When they arrived at the scene, Li Ye and others were sent to put on makeup, while Su Man went to find the on-site instructor to coordinate the requirements for a while.
"After the opening dance, the host will come on stage to interact with the performers. Brother Hua will make some jokes, like asking them to take off their shirts to see their abs. Then your artist will pretend to run away and leave the stage from the right side."
"Do I need to introduce myself when interacting with you?" Su Man asked politely.
The on-site coach said bluntly, "Only the official guests need to introduce themselves, not the warm-up guests."
"Okay, I understand. Sorry for the trouble."
"Um."
The on-site instructor nasally snorted and went to ask someone else to do the work, while Su Man went to the dressing room.
Clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha. Li Ye and his other older boys had good looks to begin with, and with the help of the makeup artist, they all looked like completely different people.
Su Man was very satisfied and took out her cell phone to take pictures of them.
"Dong Dong Dong"
As soon as the knock sounded, the door was pushed open and the staff shouted, "Warm-up guests, go to the stage for rehearsal now."
The stylist picked up the setting spray and sprayed it a few final times. Li Ye and the others grabbed their coats and followed the staff.
The stage lighting was being adjusted. Although the show had not officially started, Li Ye and the others' steps on the stage became stiff when they thought of their friends' fame.
The audio had been submitted, and the music started as soon as they stood still.
The first one to sing was Wen Zhengyang, but he was so nervous looking at the camera in front of him that was capturing close-ups of the artists that his voice was so tense that he could hardly sing, and his dance steps were so chaotic that he was too flustered.
The others were not much better. They didn't have enough practice time, their muscles hadn't formed memory yet, and their dancing was far from in unison as in the dance studio. Shen Keke even bumped into Li Ye when moving.
Singing and dancing require breathing rhythm. The more nervous you are, the easier it is to make mistakes. The heavy breathing is amplified by the speakers, making it sound like you are about to die in the next second.
When the song ended, Li Ye and the others were too unsure to strike their ending pose, and they didn't even dare to look at Su Man and the director in the audience.
"What the hell is this! Who hired this warm-up guest?"
The director behind the monitor did not deliberately suppress his voice, and the people at the scene could hear it clearly.
"You throw all sorts of garbage at me, thinking I'm a garbage dump! If you can do it, then go ahead. If not, quickly find someone else!"
I don’t know what the on-site director said, but the director was still furious and even scolded the on-site director.
Li Ye and the others walked off the stage in disgrace. Wen Zhengyang's eyes were red. If he hadn't been afraid of his eyes makeup being smudged by his tears, he would have burst into tears by now.
"It's all my fault..."
Meng Lun shook his head at Wen Zhengyang, indicating that now was not the time to talk about this.
Before Su Man could say a word to them, the on-site instructor came over with a sullen face.
Su Man stood in front of them calmly, enduring the wrath of the on-site coach.
"Didn't you guys rehearse before?! If it weren't for Sister Yu's favor, do you think you could have friends with your status?! If you don't cherish this opportunity, there are plenty of people who want it!"
Su Man smiled and said, "I'm sorry, the children are a little nervous as it's their first time on such a big show. I'm sorry to have caused you any trouble."
Su Man's attitude was very humble. After the on-site coach had a tantrum, he calmed down a little and said coldly, "I don't think you need to rehearse anymore. Just pack up and leave."
Upon hearing this, Li Ye and the others' faces turned pale with fright, especially Wen Zhengyang. If Meng Lun hadn't supported him from behind, he would have fainted.
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