Chapter 600 Two Choices
“But there are more than 2,700 artists in our class, which means more than 700 of them need to wait.
A crowded environment can easily make people anxious, so it is better to let the children reflect and get to know each other in the meeting room."
Furthermore, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and the artists were only suitable for a midnight snack, not a full meal. This would burden the stomach. Moreover, the first batch of food was almost lukewarm, so it would be better for them to eat something hot later.
The staff were stunned for a moment, then turned their heads to look towards the restaurant.
It was the first time for the students to eat in the restaurant, and there was no order at all. Queue-cutting and pushing were common, and some people even started arguing with each other.
The restaurant became a small battlefield, and the tense atmosphere was not eased until half an hour later when some people finished their meal and left.
"Don't you need to take care of it?" Ban Lei couldn't help but ask.
A staff member rolled his eyes at him, and out of boredom, he switched the live broadcast to a lively scene every one or two minutes, saying, "Why do you care? They came here to get gilded and trained. They didn't steal or rob, and they didn't endanger the safety of other people's lives and property.
And this is not our responsibility.”
Another person also pouted and said, "I say, fellow from Xiahua, don't be too rigid. Which country's law explicitly stipulates that we must be humble? There is no law that says we must queue, right?
Besides, this is the Star Program, an international artist incubation program, which only provides them with various conditions for training. As for whether they can stand out and be deeply remembered by the audience, it depends on the ability of the artists.
Hey, man, haven’t you read the contract signed between the program and the artist?
The above includes one point, that when participating in the column, everyone must protect themselves well. We are not responsible for anything that happens during this period.
After all, we are all adults, and we are no longer at the age where we can go home to our parents when we are bullied.”
Ban Lei frowned slightly, "Excuse me sir, what do you mean by this?
How come 'Star Project' has become a high-risk program?"
Regardless of whether the Xia Hua artists belong to Tomorrow Culture Company, they have hired professional lawyers to help carefully review the contracts and uncover one trap after another.
He didn't hear this.
But Ban Lei is sure that this is not included in Xia Hua's artist contract. This is obviously an unequal agreement!
"You heard it right," the man nodded affirmatively and said in a low voice, "Where do you think this is, buddy? The entertainment industry is a place where people kill without bloodshed. In order to get ahead, these actors use tricks that can give people nightmares at night.
Our 'Star Project' was launched with great fanfare, and many people use it as a springboard. Naturally, there will be some people who cannot make the jump, and die miserably, becoming stepping stones for others.
If they cannot protect themselves, cannot avoid the schemes of others, fall into the trap, and break arms and legs, are we also responsible?
How can such a good thing happen? Opportunities and dangers coexist! "
"It's so dark?" Ban Lei couldn't help swallowing. The hairs on his body stood up and he suddenly felt unsafe.
"That's right? So I say, you stereotyped and conservative Xiahua people are really not suitable for this column. You'd better pack up and go home early."
"Yes, I remember last year, a girl from Xia Hua country who was performing in the crowd got into trouble. She jumped off a building because she was too careless. Such things are very common, and it doesn't cost a lot of money. Why would someone end a young life?
We have all suffered, so we should seek benefits for ourselves..."
Ban Lei clenched his hands tightly behind his back and looked towards the meeting room where An Zhixia was.
He didn't expect Xia Hua Artist to achieve much success, but at least he could get through the first half of the year safely. Even if he was eliminated early, he would not lose himself in such a circle for money, fame and gain.
The artists waited in the conference room for more than ten minutes, but still did not see An Zhixia come in.
Some students who were more active and impatient could not help but sneak out to check the news, and brought back the news that the other students in the large class had already registered and were going to eat.
"What's wrong with you Xiahua people? You have no sense of time at all?" These foreign artists were already feeling suffocated after being assigned to An Zhixia, and now they stood up angrily.
"There are four or five hundred of us waiting for her. Even if she's just squatting for a long time, her legs should be numb by now, right? Ten minutes per person, four hundred and sixty people, that's seventy-seven hours, more than three days!"
“I have low blood sugar and I can’t stand being hungry.
I'll go eat first, maybe when I come back, Ms. An Zhixia won't be here yet..."
As a result, most of them left, leaving only 213 artists from Xiahua who were still waiting patiently and getting to know their friends.
I don’t know what happened, but they all stood up and sang the national anthem with red eyes.
The singing echoed in the house for a long time. They looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"Let's sing the national anthem first, and then we will work hard in training and strive to sing it together in front of everyone next time!"
"We also need to hang up our bright red national flag..."
"Then let the boss take more photos for us..."
Everyone was looking forward to it and determined to give it a try.
"Perhaps we only have this one chance in our lifetime to make the leap, so none of us should hold back, and we should supervise and support each other and work together!
Our enemy is not the people around us, but ourselves, and the friendly competition with students from other countries."
"Yes, as long as we keep our original intention, we can move forward with a clear goal. We can't waste time on removing stumbling blocks!"
The few artists who spoke with rhythm were from Tomorrow Culture Company and grew up with the help of teacher Xiao An.
They regard these words as golden rules and implement them unswervingly to the end!
When everyone was excited, An Zhixia pushed open the door with a smile: "It's quite lively, this atmosphere is great."
"Teacher Xiao An!" Everyone stood up and bowed to her excitedly to greet her.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting," An Zhixia returned the half-bow, "You have all finished registering, right? I'll say a few words, and then we can go have a midnight snack together."
She looked around at everyone, and with a smile on her face, she said through the megaphone, "First of all, I am very happy that we have the opportunity to form a big class together and move towards a common goal.
I am a person who likes to speak with strength.
Since you are the students under my jurisdiction, I only give you two choices: either be eliminated and leave, or keep up with my pace.
For an artist who relies on his youth to make a living, half a year is not a short time.”
(End of this chapter)
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