Chapter 10 Chapter 10 We are a mutual aid team
[Chapter 10, Mutual Help Team]
At half past ten in the evening, Tang Che returned to his room after taking a shower and suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. When I opened the door, I saw Tan Junwen standing at the door with a smile on his face.
Tang Che raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"
Tan Junwen handed him an unopened red gift box: "This is for you."
Tang Che looked at it carefully: "Headphones?"
Tan Junwen smiled and said, "Well, I'm sorry for breaking your things yesterday. I heard that the sound quality of this headset is very good, so I placed an order overnight. I'll compensate you first, don't be angry."
Tang Che recognized the trademark on the packaging box. It was an international first-line brand specializing in the production of audio headphones.
The charging case of this pair of headphones has a smart screen that can change dynamic background images and adjust different sound quality modes. It is made of all metal and costs several thousand yuan, which is ten times the price of his headphones.
Tang Che pushed the box back: "No need to pay such an expensive price."
Tan Junwen said: "It's okay. I broke your headphones, so I should pay you back with a pair."
Tang Che said: "I don't want it, you can take it back and use it yourself."
Tan Junwen was helpless: "Why are you so stubborn?"
Tang Che frowned: "You are stubborn, I said no."
Fu Fei secretly stuck his head out to listen to the gossip, and found that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurriedly pushed open Fang Yinnian's bedroom door: "Fuck, go and have a look, it seems that Tan Junwen and Tang Che are about to quarrel again."
Fang Yinnian: “……?”
Mo Xun held his forehead with his hand: "Is their quarrel going to become a regular feature of our dormitory every night?"
The two looked at each other, then quickly got up and went out.
Tan Junwen and Tang Che were arguing over the headphones at the bedroom door, one insisted on giving them away and the other refused to accept them.
After listening to a few words, Fang Yinnian quickly understood the reason - because what Tan Junwen gave was too expensive, Tang Che didn't want to accept it.
Fang Yinnian said softly, "Tang Che, just accept it. Junwen must feel guilty for breaking your things. Besides, it is only right to compensate for breaking things. Since he is sincere in wanting to compensate you and bought an expensive item, just give him a way out."
His voice was gentle and rational, making it hard to refuse.
Tang Che thought about it and took the headphones from Tan Junwen: "Okay, I won't be polite."
Tan Junwen gave Fang Yinnian a thumbs up behind him.
Mo Xun couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips. He found that although Tang Che was a cold and cool guy, he listened to Fang Yinnian very much.
So, Mo Xun whispered in Fang Yinnian's ear: "Let Tang Che and Junwen counsel each other and ease the relationship."
Fang Yinnian glanced at him, nodded, turned around and said, "Junwen is good at rap, but his basic vocal skills are not as good as Tang Che's, and his pitch is also a problem. Let Tang Che tutor you when he's free. And, Tang Che is not very good at dancing, let Junwen teach you, how about that?"
Tang Che and Tan Junwen: "..."
Fang Yinnian looked at Fu Fei again: "Xiao Fei is an all-round trainee, and his school is closest to the company. If any teammate needs guidance, Xiao Fei can help out when he has time, okay?"
Fu Fei nodded immediately: "No problem!"
Mo Xun smiled and said, "Everyone, how much water a wooden barrel can hold depends on the lowest piece of wood. We will be debuting soon, and time is limited. It is impossible for the teacher to watch over us 24 hours a day. Helping each other is the fastest way. Do you have any objections?"
Tan Junwen scratched his head helplessly: "Okay. I'll go back to the company when I don't have classes."
Tang Che said coldly: "I have never coached anyone... I will try my best."
Mo Xun said simply: "It has been happily decided. From today on, our FTM will be a mutual assistance team."
Fu Fei actively applauded to show his support.
Fang Yinnian changed the subject and asked, "By the way, are you going to have breakfast at home tomorrow?"
Fu Fei said, "I want to eat at home. Brother Nian, are you going to make pancakes? Do you have enough time?"
Fang Yinnian said, "I'll make breakfast tonight and put it in the refrigerator. If anyone of you wants to eat it tomorrow, just heat it up in the microwave. I have a class in the first period this morning, so I have to go out at seven."
Mo Xun: "I'll go with you. I'll also go out at seven."
Fang Yinnian said, "Then everyone, pack up and go to bed early."
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The next day, Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun got up at 6:30. Their schools were the farthest away from each other, so they needed to set off early. This kind of schedule doesn’t seem like that of a college student, it’s more like being back in high school.
They are about to debut, and will only get busier and busier.
Driving during the morning rush hour would result in traffic jams, so Mo Xun didn't drive and simply took the subway to school with Fang Yinnian. But there were too many people on the subway, and they were squeezed into a corner, with their bodies almost touching.
Fang Yinnian stood in front of Mo Xun, and was squeezed by passers-by, almost half leaning in his arms.
Mo Xun was wearing a very thin T-shirt today, and Fang Yinnian could clearly feel the strong muscles on his chest.
Fang Yinnian couldn't help but reach out and poke his chest muscles, and asked curiously: "Did you develop these muscles from dancing when you were young?"
Mo Xun laughed when he was poked: "Yeah. You want to practice too?"
Fang Yinnian said, "It's better for boys to have some muscles. Besides, aren't we going to sing and dance with a microphone in the future? If you can't keep up with the physical fitness, you will be out of breath in the middle of the dance. You can't just sit on the stage and rest."
Mo Xun imagined the scene he described, and the smile on his lips widened - running out of breath in the middle of the dance, sitting down on the stage to rest? What kind of ghost story is this? It will be scolded and become a hot topic on the Internet.
Yinnian looks cute, but he doesn't behave in a cute way at all. He is quite funny.
Mo Xun put away his smile and said seriously, "Muscle training is not difficult. A high-protein diet plus exercise will gradually take shape if you stick to it for a long time. You are right. If you want to sing and dance with a microphone, in addition to vocal and dancing, you also need to keep up with your physical fitness, otherwise it is easy to become short of breath and break your voice."
Fang Yinnian made up his mind: "I will work out with you in the future."
Mo Xun: "No problem."
Because they were talking about topics related to singing, dancing, and debuting, both of them deliberately lowered their voices and whispered in each other's ears.
The arrangement of mutual assistance should speed up everyone's running-in.
Fang Yinnian believed that with him and Mo Xun around, the relationship between the members of this group would gradually become closer.
The subway is crowded in the morning, and there is a smell of various foods. The two chatted along the way and time passed quickly.
"Next stop, Luohu South Station."
They finally arrived. Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun followed the crowd out of the subway station.
Finally they got out of the crowded subway. The air outside was fresh and they both took a deep breath at the same time.
The tacit deep breathing made Mo Xun laugh: "It's almost squeezed into a meat patty. This is my first time taking the subway so early in the morning."
Fang Yinnian said, "This is also my first time going out during the morning rush hour. The morning rush hour on Line 3 is indeed as famous as it is said to be."
Of course I didn’t have to deal with the morning rush hour when I lived in school. We tried it today and were both surprised.
I just saw a few pairs of lost shoes at the subway station.
Mo Xun waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Remember to contact me after class. Come to our school cafeteria and I'll take you to eat delicious food."
Fang Yinnian: "Well, bye."
The Film Academy and the Conservatory of Music are next door, but in different directions, so they have to split up after walking out of the subway station.
The two walked quickly towards their school.
Fang Yinnian had four theory classes this morning. Many of his classmates were sleeping, but he listened carefully and took notes.
He has always believed that being able to sing is not enough to be a singer, one must also have one's own understanding of music.
At 12 noon, the bell for the end of get out of class rang on time.
Fang Yinnian put away his textbooks and sent a message to Mo Xun: "I'm done with get out of class. Shall I come to school to see you?"
Mo Xun sent a location: "Come directly here. Exit from your east gate, it's very close."
Fang Yinnian went out from the east gate of the Conservatory of Music and entered from the west gate of the Film Academy.
The two schools are next to each other, and the road in between is lined with green trees. Several young couples are walking hand in hand.
Fang Yinnian walked to the place where Mo Xunfa had located him, which was the "second student canteen" of the Film Academy.
At noon after school, many students went to the cafeteria together. Fang Yinnian was not familiar with this place, so he had to stand at the cafeteria door waiting for Mo Xun.
Someone passed by him and whispered, "Which class is this student from? He's very good-looking."
"I haven't seen him before. He should be from the acting department, right? Otherwise, it's such a waste of his face."
"I envy those who can make a living by their looks."
"I must have landed face first when I was born."
"Yinnian." A familiar voice came from behind.
Fang Yinnian turned around and saw Mo Xun running towards him quickly from the crowd. The boy's eyes were extremely red, as if he had just cried.
Fang Yinnian was stunned: "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"I'm practicing crying scenes." Mo Xun's voice was cheerful and he didn't sound sad at all.
"Do you learn crying scenes in your acting class?" Fang Yinnian was very curious. "You have to cry when the teacher asks you to? Isn't that too difficult?"
"A great actor can cry in just a few seconds when the director asks him to. I'm not at that level yet." Mo Xun smiled and rubbed his eyes, saying, "I could only squeeze out two tears. Oh, I'll have to practice slowly. I'm not very good at brewing emotions yet."
The two walked towards the cafeteria while chatting.
"Do you plan to be an actor in the future?" Fang Yinnian asked seriously.
“The best transformation for idols is to become singers or actors. My singing range is limited, so when I returned to China, I applied to the Film Academy, which will give me more options in the future,” Mo Xun explained.
"Well, you think far ahead." Fang Yinnian finally understood why Mo Xun came to the country.
He obviously has plans for his future. Since he has a talent for dancing, he might as well debut in a boy band first. But boy bands rely mainly on youth, and they can’t be idols for life. When he needs to make a transition in the future, with his foundation from the film academy, he can move in the direction of film and television.
Fang Yinnian never thought about becoming a boy band idol. His goal has always been to become a singer. They were drafted by Xu Yong at short notice, so it was a coincidence that they were able to debut as a group.
No matter what the future holds, let’s do well in the present.
The two went to the cafeteria to have lunch together, then took the subway back to the company and went straight to the practice room.
As soon as I arrived at the 5th floor of Building B, I heard a roar coming from the corner at the end of the corridor.
"I hate urging people the most. Are you urging people to die?!"
"These little guys have just been put together and have no chemistry at all. Is it too much of a stretch to ask them to go to the concert?"
"We are a music group. What do you mean by just singing any song? A music group needs to practice harmony. Do you understand team harmony?"
"…Can we postpone it until Christmas at the end of the year?"
"Even Mid-Autumn Festival is not possible?"
"Okay, okay, I'll try my best to arrange it. I'm really impressed!"
It's Lao Xu's voice.
This was the first time I heard him sound so angry.
Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian looked at each other - who was Old Xu angry with? Should they pretend they didn't hear it?
It was too late for the two to hide.
Xu Baichuan hung up the phone and walked out of the corridor with a gloomy face.
After seeing the two of them, he was stunned for a moment, then his expression eased a little, and he walked up to them and asked, "Why are you two coming to the company at this time?"
Mo Xun explained: "Boss Xu, we don't have any classes this afternoon, Yinnian wanted me to give him some dance lessons."
Fang Yinnian nodded and said, "Well, Mo Xun can teach me some basic moves. We want to practice more in the practice room this afternoon."
Xu Baichuan was silent for a moment, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "Not bad, if we help each other, we will make progress faster."
He paused and asked, "I was talking on the phone just now. Did you hear it?"
They both: “…”
You yelled so loudly, do you believe me if I said I didn't hear you?
Xu Baichuan sighed and said, "It's like this. The company will hold an anniversary concert in August. The big boss said that the five of you should also go on stage and treat it as your debut performance."
"Ah?" The two looked at each other.
August? But it’s already July!
Didn’t you say we’d have three months of training first? They went on stage so soon, and they couldn’t sing or dance at all.
This really is a makeshift team being forced to do something they are not prepared for.
Xu Baichuan frowned, "The decision of the top management must be followed. However, there are countermeasures for every policy. I will find a way to make your debut smoothly. After the dance class tonight, come to this small conference room to find me and I will tell you the details of the situation."
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