Chapter 22 Chapter 22 How are you doing recently
[Title: Royal Family has started marketing, go comment now]
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Main Building
[Link] Post in the life zone, Minghui Entertainment is really shameless, and has started to use water army marketing, but it is useless to promote the trash that cannot be promoted. Everyone go to the comments below and put the interview video of the royal family up.
[1st floor]
dd
【2nd floor】
Go now
【3rd floor】
Royal family, get out!
【4th floor】
Minghui Entertainment is dead
[5th floor]
Minghui Entertainment is dragging Bai You into a blood-sucking spree again! What did Bai You do wrong? Not only was he assigned to a stage team, he was also assigned to a separate group for the recording of the material! Is this blatant blood-sucking worthy of Bai You?
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After buying breakfast, the group of four got on the bus for the return trip.
Xu Bin sat in the passenger seat, and Lu Yao and the other two sat in the back seat.
They sat in the same way as when they came, the only difference was that after eating and drinking, Bai You and Wanyuanzhou began to nod their heads and feel sleepy after the taxi had been driving for a while.
Xu Bin held up the GoPro and reluctantly filmed for a while. Seeing the two people in the picture rolling their eyes, he sighed and said, "Go to sleep."
As soon as the words fell, Bai You and Wan Yuanzhou couldn't wait to close their eyes.
The next second, he fell into a coma.
Do you understand the importance of sleep during adolescence?
Xu Bin took pictures of the two sleeping faces for a while, then moved the camera to the left, where Lu Yao was sitting, looking out the window quietly.
The sunlight filtered through the treetops into the car, casting beautiful shadows on his face.
Time seemed to slow down.
The taxi stopped outside the community and the four of them walked back to the villa. The second group of trainees in the villa had already gone out to complete their tasks, while the others were still putting on makeup or resting.
Bai You and the other two provided the delivery service very diligently. Wang Mingzhi made a fuss about wanting to be fed. Bai You and Wan Yuanzhou grinned grimly, picked up their half-eaten buns and stuffed them into Wang Mingzhi's mouth. Wang Mingzhi didn't mind at all and opened his mouth wide to wait for feeding, but Bai You couldn't bring himself to do it.
In the game of who is more disgusting, Bai You is willing to admit defeat.
Lu Yao stood in the corner and watched the whole process, applauding silently.
The first group completed their task successfully. After the recording task was over, they returned to the room to get the things they needed to take out, and then rushed to the company again.
The filming is over, but the work is never done.
The concert's DDL is there and cannot be changed by anyone's will. Any filming during the concert preparation period is squeezed out of their busy practice time.
If someone asks Bai You, do you want to shoot or practice, Bai You's answer is all "practice" without any thought.
As soon as they arrived at the company, Bai You and Wan Yuanzhou left quickly with a clear purpose. After seeing them off, Xu Bin hurried back to the villa to continue working. In the blink of an eye, only Lu Yao was left standing there among the group of four.
The floors above the third floor of the company are actually quite empty. It's called the practice room for artists, but the first, second, third, and fourth generation artists who debuted are busy with work and rarely show up at the company. Only the fifth generation who haven't debuted yet often stay here. And now, only three of the sixteen people from the fifth generation have come to the company, and the long and narrow corridor has become empty.
When Ding Ling came, she saw Lu Yao sitting on the floor of the corridor, leaning against the window and looking out.
"Lu Yao, come here." She waved at Lu Yao.
Coming to Ding Ling's office again, Lu Yao calculated that this was his eighth visit to Ding Ling's office in the half month since he came to Beijing.
It was more than the number of times I went to practice room 2 to shoot.
Each of them sat on a sofa. Ding Ling smiled gently, "Lu Yao, I heard that you get up at five o'clock every morning to exercise?"
Lu Yao: "Yes."
Ding Ling's smile remained unchanged: "Is it too early to get up? Do you want to rest more?"
Lu Yao raised his eyes and looked at Ding Ling.
After eight one-on-one conversations in the office, Ding Ling was sure that she saw the word "surprise" in Lu Yao's eyes.
Although Lu Yao's expression didn't seem to change, his tone was calm: "Is five o'clock early? When I was in the mountains, I always got up at four o'clock."
"..." Ding Ling thought that she could remain calm no matter what Lu Yao said, but at this moment she couldn't help but open her eyes wide.
Getting up at four? It's still dark at four, why would you get up? No, is there really anyone who can get up at four now? Are they still human?
But the eight one-on-one conversations not only made Lu Yao familiar with every corner of Ding Ling's office, but also greatly improved Ding Ling's ability to manage her facial expressions.
But after a moment, Ding Ling regained her gentle smile and slowly said, "Why are you up so early?"
It's just a little bit stiff in the punctuation.
Lu Yao's answer was simple: "Practice."
Ding Ling recalled the martial arts that Lu Yao had once demonstrated.
She was a complete layman in martial arts and could only exclaim in admiration of Lu Yao's backflips. Later, she couldn't see anything special about his punches. After the assessment video was released, clips of Lu Yao boxing were edited and posted online. Ding Ling had seen it several times, and the number of views was not small, but it didn't go viral, and most of the comments below were from fans of the training system.
Praise the child, then praise his appearance.
Come on some 'moms' watching the kids jumping around being accommodating.
She hadn't seen many people who seriously praised their boxing skills.
She thought Lu Yao's martial arts training was just a hobby.
But getting up at four in the morning to practice... No matter what kind of hobby it was, it was impossible to get up at that time to practice, right? Not to mention that now there was no one to supervise him, he still got up at five in the morning to practice.
Ding Ling's prepared speech was once again disrupted by Lu Yao's answer. After tidying up her words, Ding Ling still spoke firmly: "Five o'clock in the morning is indeed too early. Now you are a trainee, and the daytime practice tasks are very heavy. The first thing is to ensure rest. How about getting up at seven o'clock in the future?"
God knows she had only advised trainees to get up early before, and this was the first time in history that she asked trainees to get up late.
Lu Yao didn't say anything, but not saying anything was also a kind of answer.
Ding Ling understood.
Ding Ling smiled.
"If you must exercise, can you do it in the yard? The small square is a public place after all, and you might run into someone there."
Although the security in the residential complex where the trainees live is very strict, no one can guarantee that the "powerful" private fans will not get in.
No matter how you think about it, it is not safe to leave fourteen-year-old Lu Yao alone in the small square at five in the morning.
As for having someone accompany him...who can get up at five o'clock every day to accompany Lu Yao?
Lu Yao spoke this time: "It will disturb other people's rest in the yard."
Ding Ling: "..."
Quite considerate.
In short, the eighth conversation ended successfully.
After Lu Yao left, Ding Ling sighed in the office.
What should we do if the trainee is too smart, too opinionated and too principled?
She said a lot, but it was all useless. It was all in vain!
Thinking that Lu Yao was unwilling to even give a perfunctory response before leaving, Ding Ling laughed out of anger.
But she can control everything in the world, and she can't control the trainees from getting up early.
I didn’t care that Lu Yao walked to the small square to practice martial arts at five in the morning.
Ding Ling took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.
It shouldn't be dangerous at five in the morning in the small square of the community, right?
Although Lu Yao was still young, he was fourteen years old after all.
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After finishing the conversation, Lu Yao did not go to sit in the corridor. Instead, he found an empty practice room and started practicing dancing.
They have been making rapid progress learning three dances in the past week.
One is "FIRE" by Baiyou Group, one is a boy group dance by all the members of the fifth generation, and the other is a girl group dance by some members.
These are all programs that will be performed at the concert.
The teachers efficiently taught the dance moves in just one week. All the trainees had to do was practice the moves until they were familiar with them, making them easier to do, and then practice managing their facial expressions appropriately.
This is what Lu Yao is practicing.
Follow the music, look in the mirror, move your body to the rhythm of the music, and your expression will keep changing.
When he was still not satisfied after practicing several times, Lu Yao would stop and use his mobile phone to search for the performances of his predecessors and learn frame by frame.
He could hear the sound of people slowly approaching the door. It was the trainees who had finished filming and were rushing to the company for training. They entered different practice rooms and joined different training teams.
And in the practice room where Lu Yao was, there was always only Lu Yao alone.
After practicing until one o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yao went to the dance studio for class according to the schedule.
Today is the acceptance inspection of the men's and women's group dances.
As the teacher started playing music, the door of the dance studio was pushed open.
Ding Ling stood outside the door and looked straight at the corner, "Lu Yao, come out for a moment." After saying that, she looked at the teacher again, "Teacher, I'm sorry to bother you. We will be there soon."
Standing at the door, Lu Yao looked at Ding Ling silently.
Is this the ninth time I have to unlock the office today?
Ding Ling smiled.
Does she want to?
Didn't she just remember that she had something to say this morning after working all the time?
As soon as he remembered it, he went to Lu Yao to tell him about it.
Afraid of forgetting, she didn't even go to eat.
"How have you been lately? Are you okay?" Ding Ling asked her question.
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