The ghost king wants to walk the road of flowers

Lao Jiang stood at the intersection to stop a taxi, and Shi Fangxuan leaned against the telephone pole, asking Xu Rongnuo if he had a ride.

"How old is this year?"

"How high are you?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Xu Rongnuo's suitcase was placed sideways, and he sat on the suitcase with one leg bent, like a hooligan.He simply put on the earphones to "isolate from the world" to block out Shi Fangxuan's chatter in his ears.

A young man with a travel bag on his mobile phone rings with a map navigation voice.The navigation said to go west, and the youth went west.The navigation said you were off course, and the youth walked back to where you were.The navigator said to go west, but the young man said "Go to your mother".

The young man saw the "hooligan" Xu Rongnuo sitting on the suitcase.It was the first time he saw a "girl" with two black bruises on her face, and she could still look so cute.He straightened his greasy hair, walked forward, and smiled elegantly: "This young lady with an injured face, I would like to ask."

Xu Rongnuo didn't hold back his temper, and cursed at him: "Sister, grandpa, are you blind?"

Hearing this man's voice that couldn't be more pure, the young man's soul that flew out in fright came back in a second.

"For a moment, my mind is fascinated by ghosts, brother, don't blame me, farewell, farewell." The young man waved his hand and slipped away to the west.

Lao Jiang stopped the taxi and let Shi Fangxuan and Xu Rongnuo get in the car.

After getting in the car, Lao Jiang glanced at Xu Rongnuo who was listening to music in the back seat of the car, and pretended to cough casually: "Hey, Rongnuo, you will debut in the future, you have to change your cursing temper. "

The passenger seat where Old Jiang was sitting shook violently.It was as if someone had kicked him on the back of the chair.

The fat on Lao Jiang's body trembled, and he said in a low voice: "It's best, it's best to change your temper when you hit people."

Xu Rongnuo didn't make a sound, but Lao Jiang felt that his foot was on his "back" and stepped on him harder.Old Jiang slowly reminded: "Also, don't kick other people's chairs if you still have your feet... If you go out like this and get photographed, you will be scolded by netizens...No..."

"Nothing?" Xu Rongnuo's voice was a little cool.

The word "quality" following "no", Lao Jiang still can't say it because he is not too fat.He winked at Shi Fangxuan who was also sitting in the back, and asked Shi Fangxuan to help him make a promise.

Shi Fangxuan calmly answered for Lao Jiang: "It's shameful not to have money to wear AJ."

Old Jiang slapped himself on the forehead, and his heart was frantically wandering on the verge of collapse: You, you two, can you have a little self-consciousness as an idol without being taught?

at the same time.He noticed that Xu Rongnuo, who had been silent for a long time, slowly put down the foot that was on the back of the chair.

Shi Fangxuan glanced at the dirty shoe prints on the back of the chair, picked up a box of tissues in the car, and threw it on Xu Rongnuo's legs: "Wipe it."

Xu Rongnuo's legs were suddenly hit by the box of tissues, as if it was the first time he had met someone other than his father who dared to order him, so he paused for a moment and asked, "What did you say?" This question matched his gaze. Shi Fangxuan's eyes mean the same as "Are you courting death?"

If it were Lao Jiang or someone else, after the "Are you looking for death" self-consciously reflected in his brain, he would definitely take back the tissue in Xu Rongnuo's arms, and silently wipe the back of the chair for him to clean up the mess.

After the little boy cried bitterly, the scar healed and he forgot the pain. He was so self-willed and arrogant that Shifang Xuan wanted to step on his face on the ground and rub it repeatedly.

His face turned to Xu Rongnuo, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, unbeautiful and ugly, born under this standard smile: "I let you wipe it off, damn boy, do you want to yell loudly in your ear?" You can understand your throat? If you don’t want your ears, don’t keep them as decorations. Next time, let me repeat what I said clearly. I’ll screw your head off and use it as a bowling ball. Do you hear me? Listen Hurry up and wipe it clean for me, don’t your ears and hands also work? Why don’t you fucking hurry up and ask me to press your face on it and wipe it clean?”

Lao Jiang's heart jumped into his throat, and he was so choked that he couldn't utter a word, he could only wave two hands towards Shi Fangxuan in horror to signal him to "hold it down".

Xu Rongnuo, who had been scolded without thinking, stared at Shi Fangxuan with wide eyes.

Stare stare.

He retracted his gaze, took out the tissue, and slowly and silently wiped the dirty marks on the back of the chair.

Lao Jiang's hand froze in mid-air, unable to take it back for a long time.The saliva was swallowed together with the heart in his throat.He nodded and said yes, that's great.One thing conquers one thing, fights poison with poison.These two people are in the combination, and one of them will not work.

The taxi was about to drive to Taihe Street. Director Hu of the Artist Management Department sent Lao Jiang a voice message: "Lao Jiang, I found a young man for you. He majored in vocal music at the university, and his professional grades were No. 1 every year. Not bad, singing is also really good."

When Lao Jiang heard "Niannian No.1", he was not immediately surprised.Whether he is surprised or not depends on the quality of the university the person attends.So he asked, "Which university?"

Minister Hu: "Then what, that Lordain College in Yancheng."

Old Jiang frowned as expected: "As for the worst school in the whole province, are you sure you can do it?"

"Although the school is not very good, but he sings really well. Would you like to listen to his works first?"

Minister Hu didn't wait for Lao Jiang to reply "Yes", and the ultra-fast Internet speed had already sent three songs.

Lao Jiang ordered his cover of Wang Jie's "One Game, One Dream". After the clear and clean boyish voice came out, Lao Jiang held his breath without self-consciousness for a moment.

Even Shi Fangxuan and Xu Rongnuo, who were sitting in the back seat, were distracted by the voice on the phone.Xu Rongnuo consciously took off the earphones he was wearing in his ears.He was listening carefully to see if the voice on the phone might make any mistakes in his singing skills.

But from the beginning to the end of a song, there is nothing wrong with it.

After the singing disappeared, the car was silent for a long time.Only the driver who doesn't understand music hums this familiar tune in his nose.

Minister Hu estimated that he had almost heard it, so he sent a voice over and asked, "How is it? Is it okay?

Old Jiang didn't say whether it was possible, but the answer was in the question: "How could you go to that college with this level? Not good cultural grades?"

Minister Hu: "No. It's just that he has a strange personality, and he deliberately went against the requirements during the exam. If you take him, it may be a little difficult."

Old Jiang turned on the voice, said "I", and suddenly stopped.Thumb down, the voice is invalid.He switched to typing: I found it myself, so it's not surprising that I don't have a personality.Just right, unified transformation.

The taxi arrived at No. 754 Taihe Street—the gate of Wuchuang Brokerage Company.

Lao Jiang took Xu Rongnuo and Shi Fangxuan out of the car and went straight to the company.He called his assistant, told the president, told the vice president, told the relevant personnel, big and small, wishing he could run around and tell everyone: I found it all, I found it all, I found all five big guys with good looks and great voices.Our new group is about to become popular all over the world, the idol world is about to be ruled by us, the stock market is about to hit its daily limit, LA is about to kneel down and beg for mercy, Crystal Seven and Jianliu are about to be beaten by us.Come, come, come and see these fairies!

It happened to be the weekend, and there was no one in the company that was about to go bankrupt due to the tragedy of Crystal running away from home.After Lao Jiang informed them, he took Shi Fangxuan and Xu Rongnuo to the practice room by elevator, and asked them to familiarize themselves with the place where they would be staying every day for the next month.

Shi Fangxuan walked behind Lao Jiang, and Xu Rongnuo followed Shi Fangxuan.

When they came to a large room like a dance studio, Old Jiang introduced to them: "This is your practice room. For the next month, you and the other three teammates will receive training here."

Xu Rongnuo threw the suitcase at the door, turned his head up, and looked at the environment here.

On the wall of the practice room, there are large characters posted: If you are not capable of business, get out.There is still a row of characters behind it, which is covered by a piece of cloth.When they opened the door, they brought in the wind, and the cloth was shaken twice, and fell down with a bang, and another type of writing appeared in front of everyone's eyes—the farther the better, the better.

Old Jiang pointed to the writing on the wall: "It's just right, everything I want to say is on it. Business is our number one requirement for our artists. You haven't been trainees for a few years, so you don't know. Those children get up early and work late every day. , Practicing desperately is to be able to reach a qualified professional level when debuting. But those who fail to meet the professional level will be eliminated in the end."

Xu Rongnuo has a question: "What happens if you get eliminated?"

Old Jiang: "Get out and go home."

"They eliminated by the company?" Xu Rongnuo asked.

Old Jiang: "Yes."

Xu Rongnuo said: "They sacrificed their youth for so many years, and in the end they just said they failed and went home?"

"If the business ability is not up to standard, even if the company doesn't eliminate them, the entertainment industry will eliminate them, and the audience will eliminate them sooner or later." Lao Jiang spoke in front of Xu Rongnuo, and his attitude was rare. Epiphyllum who just wants to be famous on the Internet for a while, there are countless such epiphyllums in the entertainment industry. You only have a face but no skills, so why fight with others? You can't hit your head even if a troll hits the keyboard."

These words woke up Shi Fangxuan.He understands why he entered the entertainment industry. If he wants to absorb hostility and regain his mana, he must have black fans, and if he wants black fans, he must recruit black fans.If you want to recruit gangsters, you have to fire first.If you want to be popular, you have to come up with business capabilities that are more resistant than anyone else.He has to cooperate with the company's fire first, and then recruit gangsters desperately.

"So in the past few years, our company has thousands of trainees, but we only launched four regiments in total. The only one that has successfully gone abroad is crystal7. Crystal7 knows? Why are they so popular and awesome? They are handsome and young, and because of their business ability, they are among the best in the industry." Lao Jiang took out the iPad he carried with him, stood it on the table, and clicked a video.It was crystal7's live performance on the stage. The seven teenagers danced neatly and sang their famous songs.

"They compose the lyrics and choreograph the dance. They sing and dance at the same time when the mic is on for the stage performance. As long as the breath is a little messy and the dance is a little muddy, it will be the scene of their car accident. Netizens will scold Qizi for being drunk on drugs today." Lao Jiang paced back and forth in front of them, pointing at Shi Fangxuan and Xu Rongnuo, "And you, you have caught up with the good time. It's a good time for them to open up the international market for your domestic boy groups. But you also You have caught up with the worst time. This means that you latecomers have to be stronger and better than them in order to have a place in the idol world. Otherwise, you are..." Old Jiang pointed at Xu Rongnuo, "You It’s what your dad said, the people at the bottom of the food chain. They’re always struggling on the second line or even the eighteenth line and the 38th line. They disappeared within two years and no one cares about them. The market door that Crystal7 opened for you is equal to being caught by you Waste."

Old Jiang's words were so serious that Xu Rongnuo frowned slightly, and his face was faintly blue.

Crystal7 on the iPad is singing with full microphone and dancing, which is unbelievably stable, like a huge mountain pressing on Xu Rongnuo.

At this time, someone said: "This song is rubbish."

Old Jiang's eyelids twitched: "Who? Who was the one who said rubbish just now?"

He looked at Xu Rongnuo, Xu Rongnuo turned to Shi Fangxuan blankly.He looked at Shi Fangxuan again. Although Shi Fangxuan had been acting nonchalantly listening to Lao Jiang's words, he didn't mean to despise him: "If I feel rubbish, I won't be standing here anymore."

A "haunted" expression appeared on Lao Jiang's face, and he turned his head to the left and right to find the source of the sound.

The corner of the practice room is a changing place, and a changing curtain is drawn there.Old Jiang walked towards the corner and opened the changing curtain.I saw a fresh-looking young man with a retro mid-section hairstyle, wearing a retro white shirt and wide trousers, sitting on the ground with a retro Walkman in his hand.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The strange boy said: "Your minister brought me here."

Old Jiang raised his eyebrows: "You are the one, a game and a dream?"

The young man gave him a white look, and stood up from the ground: "I sang this song, but I don't call it that. My name is Yu Chulai."

Lao Jiang was not in a good mood when he saw his boy himself with an amazing voice.He suddenly understood what Minister Hu meant when he said in the news that "the personality is strange and difficult".

"What do you mean by saying that this song is rubbish?" Old Jiang wanted to discuss this issue with him. Crystal7 is the group he brought out. Although these seven people have slipped away now, Lao Jiang watched them grow from young children to the teenagers praised by everyone today. The feelings in his heart can't be said to be gone.To this day, he still cannot tolerate others denying and underestimating the achievements they have made after years of hard work.

Yu Chulai laughed: "It's not what you think, don't get me wrong. I didn't target Crystal, I really didn't. What I mean is that all trendy music is rubbish."

Old Jiang: "...?"

Yu Chulai smiled, feeling that what she said was completely correct.

While Shi Fangxuan opened his eyelids, he tilted his head back and said in his heart: Another recruiter!The wolf-hearted Emperor of Heaven treats me kindly.What kind of fucking "treasure" teammates are you all arranged for me?