I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

Li Shuqin still bought a bunch of things and prepared to welcome Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Chuwei, whose hand was so painful, gasped and stopped: "Sister, you are torturing me!"

Li Shuqin was still looking at the grapes on the stall, wondering how much to buy.

"Don't buy it!" Jiang Chuwei picked up the bag, ran a few steps, and pulled Li Shuqin away.

"Oh, Shuyi will be here soon." Li Shuqin still wanted to buy it.

Jiang Chuwei gave one of the bags in his hand to her: "Let's go, Yu Shen, go to the roadside and take a taxi!"

Li Shuqin took the bag, and it was indeed very heavy. It would be even harder to carry it if I bought it again.

In the last week, Monday, August 8th, everyone from BJ Girls came.

Shuangliu Airport was extremely lively, and many passers-by even joined in the fun and took photos.

"I don't know them, but they are all pretty."

"Who cares about her, they should all be celebrities!"

Rehearsals start on Tuesday morning in the dance practice room and music classroom on the second floor of the dormitory building. They start on Thursday afternoon and rehearse in the venue and end on Saturday morning.

Time is tight, each team has its own team song, each group has its own group song, the last selection group of BJ Girls also has their performance repertoire, and the selection group of CD Girls Monthly also has their performance repertoire.

Tickets have been on sale for a long time, and the venue booked this time is a venue with 3000 people. Some of the front row tickets are sold through bidding. Not only that, each bidding ticket can also get the signature of the little idol.

There are also group tickets for cheering clubs. For example, Jiang Shuyi's family has 150 tickets for the group, and the ticket price is 400 yuan, which is the most.

Jiang Chuweijia also opened group tickets, but it was more conservative and only opened 80 tickets. The tickets were selected in the 300 yuan area. Fortunately, they were all sold out.

There is no infield for the reporting performance of the third mv cover competition. The entire infield area is a stage. After all, nearly 80 young idols have to stand on it, so the stage needs to be bigger.

The price of the stands is 200, 300, 400 yuan, which is not high. However, this is 2013, and many big names set this price.

The ticket sales were not very satisfactory, and Wu Chen also knew that many fans just wanted to watch the live broadcast, and they were not willing to come to the top of the mountain to watch it. Fans are mainly looking forward to the chat and signing sessions on the second and third days.

Some of the remaining tickets were given to public accounts and Weibo accounts so that they could forward the lottery, and some were given directly to scalpers, who asked them to go to the site and sell them on the same day.

For fans who are already very familiar with this set, they are not in a hurry to buy tickets. They can walk around the venue before the show starts, and they may be able to buy tickets at half price or even 2% off.

Jiang Shuyi came again dragging a big suitcase. This time she brought a lot of changes of clothes.

"Why bring so much? If you don't have any, just wear mine!" Li Shuqin complained while helping her hang the clothes in the closet.

Jiang Shuyi put her hand to her mouth and leaned close to Jiang Chuwei's ear: "I don't dare to wear Xiaoqin. I can't afford the dry cleaning fee if it gets dirty."

"Hahahahaha." Jiang Chuwei was amused by Jiang Shuyi's humor.

"What are you talking about, you two!" Li Shuqin shook off Jiang Shuyi's jeans angrily.

"Nothing, we praise you for your neat work!" Jiang Shuyi gave a thumbs up.

"By the way, Shuyi, please place a folding bed as soon as possible." Jiang Chuwei reminded.

"Um, is it necessary?" Jiang Shuyi was a little curious, "Don't you have to enter the venue on Thursday? It's almost two days and you can't finish the rehearsal?"

Jiang Chu smiled. Seeing that Jiang Shuyi was a little stubborn, he stopped trying to persuade her.

On Thursday afternoon, all members entered the venue.

It's so hot that the air conditioner isn't even on.

Jiang Chuwei found a corner, set up the folding bed, and placed an ice pad on it.

Li Shuqin was persuaded by Jiang Chuwei. She bought an air mattress and received an air pump. After tinkering for a long time, she put a small doll on it.

"Very good." Jiang Chuwei clapped his hands, "This air mattress of yours is big enough. Jiang Shuyi can sleep with you."

"Really!" Li Shuqin's eyes lit up, "Will Shuyi sleep with me?"

"Well, you invite her, she won't buy a bed!" Jiang Chuwei reminded.

Li Shuqin quickly took a photo and sent it to Jiang Shuyi: "Shuyi, you are welcome at any time."

After everything was settled, all the members came to the stage. The benches on both sides of the stage had been set up, and they rehearsed their moves first.

After the stage performance, the host introduces the members, and the members take the stage one by one, bow to the audience, and then walk to the benches to sit down.

The order of appearance of the members is first according to the team, and then according to the first letter of the last name.

Zixin stood first in Team C because her original name was "Cheng Zixin". When she appeared on stage, the host would also pronounce her original name, but when the cover game was announced, it was "Zixin".

Although it was a bit strange, Xu Zheng said, "No one has the surname Zi, so I have to introduce your original name."

The members were already sweating profusely before the rehearsal was over.

At the end of August in Chengdu, the venues were still closed, so it was really hot.

"No way..." Jiang Shuyi took out the phone from her pocket, "I want to ask Mr. Wu why you don't turn on the air conditioner..."

Jiang Chuwei was prepared. She asked Sister Ah Hui to get her backpack.

"Here, pass it on." Jiang Chuwei's bag was full of ice stickers.

"My God, Chu Wei, you are simply an angel!"

"Oh my God, Chu Wei, I love you so much!"

Jiang Shuyi picked up the ice patch and put it on her forehead. She felt better instantly. At this time, her phone call was also answered.

"Mr. Wu, I want to ask, why don't you turn on the air conditioner for us?"

Wu Chen was sitting in the office, blowing on the air conditioner, drinking tea, and was happy.

"Shuyi!" Wu Chen was very calm, "Oh, let's overcome the difficulty! We have communicated with the venue. The air conditioner will be on for the whole day. It's hard to calculate the money for half a day, so we won't turn it on!"

Jiang Chuwei sneered, Mr. Wu, just dig, don't make excuses.

These idols have made so much money for the company, and they don’t even have to turn on the air conditioner. It’s really amazing.

Hey, where are you?

The dinner dishes were even more jaw-dropping.

Fried rape, bland and tasteless.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, thickened so much that it almost becomes sticky porridge.

There was so little braised pork, and a few untreated hairs could still be seen on the pork skin.

"How to eat!" Zheng Jingping sat at the end of Jiang Chuwei's bed and sighed.

"You can't even eat it?" Jiang Chuwei joked.

"I knew it might be bad, but now I know that compared to this, Third Aunt's food is simply delicious." Zheng Jingping said.

"Tomorrow's breakfast will be even more explosive." Jiang Chuwei felt bitter and funny thinking about it.

"What is it?" everyone asked.

"Steamed buns, pickles, and starch sausage."

"What!" Everyone's eyes widened, unable to accept this answer.