Little wolf dog and little milk dog [Rebirth]

The host announced the rankings one by one in reverse order. When No.3 was announced, only Wen Hui and Han did not announce the rankings, that is to say, one of them was first and the other was second.Wen Hui performed the classic song "Unforgettable" for the first time, and showed great admiration for Qiao Nian, which made him a lot of fans of Qiao Nian. Popularity should be at the top of the list, but it's a pity that the company is too anxious to hype.

Although Han Yi is not good at singing, he dances very well. Netizens dubbed him the title of "dancing machine". In addition, the cooperation stage with Lu Haozhe has increased his exposure. Become a popular candidate to compete for No.1.

"A total of 360 votes were won at the top of the "Agian" voting list in the first stage! He is——Han Yi!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers, and many people in the audience held up Han Yi's lights and waved them wildly.The camera cut to Han Yi, and he was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and secretly pinched his thigh.

The host handed him the microphone and asked him to give a speech. The guy said excitedly at the first sentence: "Master, I got No.1!"

Lu Haozhe sat on the instructor's seat, smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Han Yi: "I really didn't expect that I could take the first place with my singing so badly. Actually, I still like singing very much. I hope to become a vocal in the future."

The fan below: "You still dance!"

Han Yi: "..."

The host asked: "The director team said that before the start of recording today, your Weibo fans have already increased to 99. Why don't you make an agreement at the scene today? If you reach 100 million, what fan benefits will you have?"

"Hmm..." Han Yi scratched his head, "100 million benefits, why don't I sing a song live for everyone?"

Fan: "Not good!"

Han Yi: "..."

Wen Hui watched from the side, curling up his hands slowly, thinking: What's the use of No.2, sure enough, if it's not No.1, everything is meaningless.

Host: "Next, I will announce a new round of competition system. All trainees will prepare an assessment stage for a designated track within a week. They will be ranked by online voting. The last five ranked will be eliminated directly. The instructor will re-select apprentices based on the performance of the new round of stage."

After the recording was over, everyone went back to the practice room to prepare for the new show. Han Yi put his arm around Qiao Nian's shoulder and said, "To be fair, I think my singing voice is pretty good, but they don't know how to appreciate it."

Qiao Nian turned her head: "What song did you get?"

"Three in the Morning. Have you heard it?"

"..." More than just heard it, this is my song.

"Three o'clock in the morning" is the title song of Qiao Nian's second album. He wrote the lyrics and composed the music himself. It was this song that won the Golden Melody Award.

"But it's a ballad, can you?"

"What's wrong? It's been said that my singing skills are actually good. You should be good at discovering my beauty."

"...Your beauty... is hidden a bit deep."

Qiao Nian, who had heard him yell "Suddenly Miss You" on the balcony of the dormitory, was deeply worried about this.

"Then what song are you smoking?"

"It seems to be a dance song, what's it called..." Qiao Nian touched his pocket, "My song is in the interview room."

"Dance music, then you can ask Brother Huai to guide the dance."

"Are you kidding? Mo Huai is so busy, how could he have time to guide me?"

"How is that impossible? I think Brother Huai treats you very well."

"Your illusion." Qiao Nian stopped in her tracks, "I'll go back to the interview room to find my playlist, you should go back to the dormitory first."

"Row."

Qiao Nian turned back to the studio. At this time, there was no one there, and it was empty. His mobile phone vibrated suddenly. When he took it out, there were two words on the caller ID - Mo Huai.

For a moment, Qiao Nian felt that he was hallucinating, why would Mo Huai call him on his own initiative?It wasn't until the phone vibrated that his palms were numb that he quickly picked it up: "Hello?"

"In the dormitory?" Mo Huai's voice sounded magnetic.

"No, I'm in the studio building."

"Why don't you go back to the dormitory?"

"My playlist is left in the interview room, come here and get it." Qiao Nian turned several corners along the backstage corridor. The studio building is too big, and there are too many rooms to count.

"What song did you smoke this time?"

"Dance music I'm the least good at." Qiao Nian said with a headache. "By the way, are you calling?"

"I'm in the parking lot of the studio building now. Call Han Yi, and we'll go eat barbecue."

"Huh? Eat, eat barbecue?"

"Well, didn't we make an appointment last time?"

Did you have an appointment last time?Qiao Nian thought about it for a long time, but only remembered that Mo Huai went back after they finished playing the game. Could it be that they made an appointment during the game?

The older the model is, the worse it becomes.

"Why, no impression?" Mo Huai asked.

"Uh no, I remember...then wait a minute, I'll go to the interview room to get the playlist first." Qiao Nian hung up the phone, remembering that three years ago, when he and Mo Huai took the same elevator, Mo Huai didn't have a babysitter Cars, one goes to the first floor and the other goes to the first floor.

Now Mo Huai also has his own nanny car.

Qiao Nian couldn't help but smile - I knew he could do it.

very nice.

In a blink of an eye, I came to the door of the interview room. The door was not closed tightly, and there was a small gap, and it seemed that someone was talking inside.

Qiao Nian wondered - it's this time, why is there someone in there?

When I approached the door, I heard a boy's voice from inside: "It is a lie to say that hard work will always pay off. I work hard. I practice more than ten hours a day. No one cares. They only care about Do you have topicality, you only care about whether you look good or not, there is no background, no topicality, no matter how hard you try, no one will see..."

Qiao Nian looked in through the crack of the door and found that it was Yu Songhe who was ranked No.30 today.

He doesn't have much impression of this practice room, he seems to always hide in the corner and doesn't like to talk.

Yu Songhe was 17 years old, with a youthful appearance, sitting on an interview chair, his eyes were red and depressed, like a high school student who failed the final exam.

Sitting in front of him was a 40-year-old uncle with a stubble around his chin and a bloated figure, especially a beer belly, which was greasy hanging down and pressing the belt buckle.The uncle wore a working group hat with the three big characters of planning group written on it.

Qiao Nian vaguely remembered that his name was Sun Qiang.

Why, does the planning department also work part-time for backstage interviews?

Qiao Nian was puzzled, and looked again, there were no cameras in the entire room, it was not during an interview.

Sun Qiang turned sideways and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could hear him say: "This society is like this, there is nothing without the backstage, but if you want more shots, I can't help you..."

Yu Songhe raised his head in surprise: "Brother Qiang, is what you said true?"

"Of course." Sun Qiang smiled, and touched the young man's thin shoulder with one hand, "I'm from the planning department, and I can communicate with the editor in private to increase your shots."

"Brother Qiang..." Yu Songhe was surprised and surprised by the sudden care, "But, but, why did you help me?"

"Brother Qiang, I can't see such a cute boy being sad." Sun Qiang pressed his fingers slightly, and touched Yu Songhe's exposed collarbone with his fingertips, "But I can't help you in vain."

Yu Songhe froze, and after a while, he looked at him in shock: "You..."

"What I mean, you should understand." Sun Qiang smiled wretchedly.

"You want...you want me..." Yu Songhe clenched his fists, "Do you want me to sell myself?"

"Don't put it so harshly, we all get what we need."

"...I..." Yu Songhe stood up from his seat, obviously flustered, he shook his head and said, "I don't need...I don't need..."

Sun Qiang grabbed his arm: "Silly boy, haven't you figured it out yet? This world is so realistic, you have to give something to get something, without my help, no matter how hard you try, you can't get ahead. Promise In my deal, you won't lose a piece of meat, but you can easily get success, you don't need to train as hard as you do now."

Yu Song and his whole body were trembling, "I, I don't want...Brother Qiang, let me go..."

Standing outside the door, Qiao Nian saw several red marks on Yu Song and shoulders with Sun Qiang's hand, suddenly coughed hard, raised her voice and said, "Strange, where did you put it?"

Sun Qiang let go of his hand immediately when he heard the voice outside.

Qiao Nian opened the door and came in. When he saw them, he was very surprised: "Hey, someone is here... Have you seen my playlist? I think I forgot it here."

Yu Songhe hadn't come out of the emotion just now, his eyes were red, and his breathing was very unsteady.

Sun Qiang glanced at him: "Lin Jia?"

"Brother Qiang is good, brother Qiang is good." Qiao Nian greeted him politely.

"I haven't seen the playlist. You can look it up on the table over there." Sun Qiang saw that someone interrupted him, and it was not easy to continue the previous topic, so he said this, and then glanced at Yu Songhe , the latter flinched, he sneered, and walked out.

As soon as Sun Qiang left, Yu Songhe's tense nerves finally relaxed. He covered his eyes and let out a long and trembling breath.

Qiao Nian went in, flipped through the table beside him, and found his playlist, then held it in his hand, turned to Yu Songhe and said, "You're only 17 years old, don't be so anxious to find a shortcut."

"Huh?" Yu Songhe's shoulders froze, and he looked at him suddenly, "Did you hear that?"

"I'm just giving you a suggestion." Qiao Nian said.

Yu Songhe stared at him for a long time, his eyes became more and more red, and suddenly he said loudly: "Lin Jia, don't you just look for shortcuts? You are relying on the benefactor to get the position, so you are not allowed to find shortcuts?"

"..." Qiao Nian didn't expect him to say that. After a pause, he said, "People like Sun Qiang are not worthy of trust. After he gets what he wants, he won't care about your life or death."

"How I choose is my own business. People like you can't understand my situation at all." Yu Songhe stared at him, "You are a big company, you have Gu Qingyue, as long as he invests more money, the superior Just say hello, and you will have a steady stream of shots, and I am a small company with no money or power, no matter how hard I work, I can’t get a few shots, so why should I work hard?”

Hearing this, Qiao Nian almost wanted to laugh: "Little friend, have you been working hard for a few years? Do you feel that hard work is useless? You practice for more than ten hours a day, and only persisted for a few days?"

"Didn't those big stars who are active in the front line also work hard for a while? They are just luckier than me!"

"Which of those active stars paid less than you?" Qiao Nian thought to himself, if this is my younger brother, I really want to beat him up.

"Mo Huai, Lu Haozhe, Lian Songya, are their fame directly proportional to their efforts? No, they are just good for the company!"

Qiao Nian laughed angrily at him: "Listen well, Mo Huai's group debuted, the company didn't treat them fairly, only praised the lead singer, he didn't leave the country for more than 3 seconds for a 30-minute MV, and no fans asked him to sign for the signing party. Sitting alone in a corner, he is so bored that he folds stars with paper. He has been in the state of being hidden by the company for a whole year, but he can practice dancing for [-] hours a day on unannounced days, until he faints due to hypoglycemia. Can you do it? No one cares about you for a whole year, endure loneliness, and keep practicing, can you? He was about the same age as you are now, did he find a shortcut? You have to sell yourself to Brother Qiang for a few more lenses. I don't want to stop you, I just suggest that you don't think hard work is useless so quickly. Of course, if you think I'm meddling, just pretend I didn't say anything. "

Yu Songhe was dumbfounded by his scolding - what's going on, how does this guy who looks about my age have the sense of an old artist who has been in the entertainment industry for many years?

He wiped his eyes and said, "Come and preach to me when you don't rely on the benefactor!" Then he opened the door and rushed out.

Qiao Nian looked at his back, a little dazed - yes, what am I doing, what qualifications do I have to educate him as a [-]th-line kid who is being fostered?

After standing there in a daze for a while, he walked out slowly, closed the door of the interview room, and suddenly heard a voice behind him: "You did your best."

"Huh?" Qiao Nian turned her head suddenly, and found Mo Huai's slender figure standing there, leaning against the wall lazily with arms crossed.

"Mo Huai?"

"If he wants to degenerate, no one can persuade him. But, you try your best, don't be burdened."

Qiao Nian looked at him and said, "When did you come..."

"It didn't take long."

"You must think I'm weird, insisting on taking care of this kind of thing."

"Yeah, you, a newcomer who hasn't debuted, can teach you a set of things, and you seem to have more experience than me, an old senior."

"..."

This guy still holds a grudge.

"Brother Huai, you are not an old man, you are the youngest." I don't know if it is too late to make amends.

"Don't rush to flatter, let me ask you." Mo Huai stood up straight and walked towards him. When he was less than one meter away from him, those deep eyes stared straight at him, "You How did you know that my autograph signing four years ago would be so boring that I folded paper stars?"

"..." Qiao Nian blinked, "I... said that?"

"Yeah." Mo Huai took the time to look at him pretending to be stupid, "Just now, you said that."

"..."

Wow... This kind of "you break, keep breaking" sight is really scary!

Qiao Nian took a step back involuntarily, "I... how could I know that you would be so bored to make stars with paper at the autograph signing four years ago... This... How would I know... Let me think about it..."

Mo Huai moved a little closer: "Four years ago, you went to that signing event, right?"