Sorry, there are also fake doubles [entertainment circle]

Ten to six minutes, still talking for a while.

Jiang Cheng calculated well.

Zhao Siyi: "..."

The female coordinator was blinded by the number on the small ticket, took it and touched it, and made sure that the AM logo on it was real, and cast a "big guy" look.

An album is priced at 2000 yen, more than 100 yuan, 1000 copies... She did a mental calculation and then choked.

There was already an uproar in the live barrage.

"A thousand?????"

"Thousands of men."

"Baby, what kind of weird male fans are you attracted to?"

"I will remember these thousand pictures, and I will hang them up once I see them in the group live."

"I think there is one, what is stupid? Can Qian Zhangnan really hold for 1000 seconds? What about the people behind?"

Fei Dajin saw that the refresh frequency of Twitter and live broadcasts became higher, and in the era when everyone was curious, #Healers一千张# quickly became a hot post.

: Oh oh oh oh oh... the legendary oil king powder?

: Really sit there and hold for ten 6 minutes?Men chasing stars are so domineering.

: How good-looking is she?Worth the money.

: It's very good-looking, I was amazed after watching the MV, and I was not disappointed at the scene, but I was in front of Qian Zhangnan in the first round, and I always felt that he was urging me to leave with his thoughts.

: Watched the live broadcast, I was a little tempted www

In the shed, Jiang Cheng held Zhao Siyi's hand, counted the seconds silently in his heart, and stood there confidently.

There are more than 15 minutes, enough.

Jiang Cheng thought about the opening, and opened his mouth in a low voice: "Ah—"

"i'm sorry sir,"

"?"

The female coordinator came to chase people away for the second time, she was a little embarrassed, but she still followed the rules: "You need to line up every time."

You need to queue every time.

Jiang Cheng: "..."

"."

Zhao Si also turned his head away, not daring to look at the expression of the person in front of him.Fei Dajin also turned his neck slightly, intending to pretend he didn't see it, and covered his face with his fat hands.

The bleak cold wind blew in from the curtain, Du Weinan fans only held on for a second before being invited out of the shed again.

"How can there be such a thing! You can only sign one at a time! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

At 09:30 in the evening, Dong Dongdong drove the car and looked at Jiang Cheng who had only held hands nine times behind him, and couldn't help but howl in a pretentious manner.

"Excessive!!!!"

In fact, he didn't think it was a pity that Jiang Cheng only held it for 9 seconds. After all, he had put people to sleep, and it was not a pity to hold it for only one second.

He was mainly afraid that Jiangcheng would be recognized by others. Judging from the posture at the airport today, Jiangcheng has quite a few overseas fans.

"Have you found the hotel where they stayed?"

The man who only shook it 9 times said calmly.

"..."

Dong Dongdong pursed his lips: "Brother Jiang, you look like that crazy bastard right now."

Jiang Cheng gave him a cold look, and Dong Dongdong parked the car at the entrance of the hotel: "I have already asked in the fan group, their flight at 10 o'clock in the evening will return directly to South Korea."

Jiang Cheng frowned: "No rest?"

"I heard that there will be filming when I go back, and then there will be rehearsals. It's not easy to make a debut, and it's going on and on."

Dong Dongdong turned around and asked, "Then what shall we do?"

"Are you going to follow the plane?"

"Go back to the hotel."

"..."

Jiang Cheng looked up at Dong Dongdong, who quickly retracted his neck: "But their next public trip is in China."

Jiang Cheng's eyes brightened.

Dong Dongdong handed over the screenshots he found in the fan group: "AM attaches great importance to the Chinese market, and it just so happened that it was Christmas when they debuted. They will go to the Nancheng TV New Year's Eve concert on the 31st and sing their debut song."

Jiang Cheng glanced at it and said, "Book a ticket."

Dong Dongdong: "..."

"Not good, Brother Jiang."

He looked embarrassed: "Nanchengtai invites you every year. You don't go every year. Now that the limelight is so tight, you go suddenly. It's not sure how to spread it. I think you are really short of money now."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng's phone buzzed.

[Don't waste money! 】

Jiang Cheng's face brightened instantly, and he quickly returned a message: Ah Yi?where?

After posting, he checked the time again. At 9:[-], he should be at the airport and about to board the plane.

[Boarding.Don't waste your money! 】

Jiang Cheng called, but there was no signal on the other side. He frowned and read the two messages a few times, then raised his head and said to Dong Dongdong: "Add another sum to that card."

Dong Dongdong: "..."

So caring, it seems that it is not enough to spend.

Dong Dongdong was busy transferring money for a while, then took it back and continued: "Brother Jiang, there are at least a few hundred artists in Nancheng New Year's Eve. It's all a problem, and besides, you can't sing..."

"Did I say I was going to perform?" Jiang Cheng's voice was very calm.

"..."

Dong Dongdong blinked: "Then what are you going to do?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at the schedule on his phone, and saw that there were only a few days left before the red mark for entering the group, his eyes darkened a little.

I want to take another look.

Get closer.

Jiang Cheng: "Buy me a VIP ticket, the first row."

Dong Dongdong: "..."

Nancheng TV is the most popular satellite TV channel during the New Year's Eve, and the ratings of the New Year's Eve party are often as high as 4% or even 5%.

This is also one of the plans of the AM planning team.

In the Healers' weekly meeting, Uncle An sat at the head of the long table, holding various data analysis in his hands since his debut for nearly a week.

"The enthusiasm of the signing event in Japan is not bad." He looked up at Zhao Siyi: "1000 copies, it's really a gimmick."

"However, this kind of person is also somewhat dangerous. If you need security, you can mention it to the company. We are well equipped in this regard, and we will not put you in danger just for a little heat."

"..."

Zhao Si also closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "No... use."

Uncle An nodded: "Then let's talk about New Year's Eve. Although it's just a different place to dance, we have more preparations."

He said with experience: "Except Forone, Cao, Kay, Juye, and Goosu, you all need to practice Chinese, each with at least five sentences. In addition, this New Year's Eve will be broadcast live on TV. In order to increase the stage effect, the dance moves should be more explosive. Especially the chorus part, rearrange it."

"There are only two days left. The rehearsal starts today. The dancer is responsible for confirming the movements with the dance teacher. After learning Chinese, I will send the recordings to me. I will check and accept them in the evening. I will book a flight to go to the on-site rehearsal tomorrow."

The voice fell, and no one at the table moved.

Fei Dajin calculated based on his hard-earned Korean during this period, which means that from this morning to night, the dance only had 7 hours to prepare, and it was re-arranged.

"Too tired?"

The youngest Juye frowned: "I arrived at 1 o'clock last night, and now I only rested for 5 hours. Isn't it good to follow the original dance? Why do you need to rearrange and add movements?"

Although Kay next to him didn't speak, there was tiredness in his brows and eyes.

Uncle An at the other end of the long table helped the mirror frame, looked at the other four people, and said in a flat tone, "What do you think? Do you want to add it?"

The oldest of these five people is Kay, who is 21 years old, and the youngest is Juye, who is 17 years old. Almost all of them debuted for the first time.

Everyone feels tired, but if they want to add movements, they have to re-arrange the dance, and the whole group will definitely spend another night in line.

The meeting room was silent.

After a while, someone finally spoke.

Zhao Siyi: "Add it."

"why?"

"Freshness."

Zhao Si also calmly counted his fingers: "From the day of debut to now, this song Immeasurable has been danced no less than fifteen times."

"so?"

"Fifteen times exactly the same, the public's aesthetics and vision are already tired, and even fans will lose their freshness."

"..."

Juye frowned slowly.

Uncle An nodded and said, "Actually, your performance in the Chinese market has exceeded expectations. A men's group that has just debuted for a week will not be able to attend such an important party."

"But now that AM has an offer from South City TV, I think it's an opportunity."

Uncle An took off his glasses: "The essence of this business is the stage."

"Do you know how rare it is to see a stage watched by millions of people?"

"I don't have the consciousness to contribute to the stage at any time, so I just quit this group."

The atmosphere in the meeting room is dignified.

Juye who spoke just now has fallen silent.

Uncle An took the pen away, and said without a trace: "Rehearse well, there are two days of New Year's holiday after the New Year's Eve, let you adjust and rest."

"..."

"Ah~ why didn't you say it earlier." Kay shouted, heaving a sigh of relief.

Juye hid directly into Zhao Siyi's arms and howled, "Just now, he was going to eat people and not give him a rest, and now he said he was going to have a holiday, brother, is he lying to me?"

Zhao Siyi: "..."

Cao Jiayan pushed the boneless person out: "Just call me, otherwise we won't be criticized."

Uncle An threw an oil pen over: "I already knew that you would do this!"

No one wanted to have a holiday, and the scene was full of jubilation. The boy in his teens and 20s was exhausted and had no memory at all. He only slept for three hours in two days, and then boarded the plane non-stop and arrived in Nancheng.

Zhao Si also got in the car, suddenly remembered those two days off, took out his phone and planned to send Jiangcheng a message.

But before he could make a move, a "whoosh" flew in from the opposite side.

[New Year's Eve, I'll be there too. 】

Zhao Siyi: "..."

"Jiangcheng is going to Nancheng for the New Year's Eve?"

Fei Dajin looked over in disbelief, and Zhao Si nodded to him.

"Hiss... But he has never participated in these commercial activities." Fei Dajin recalled: "Jiangcheng is notoriously difficult to invite. From his debut to now, except for the film festival and the Spring Festival Gala, he has never been seen in any Commercial speech."

Zhao Si also frowned a little.

Fei Dajin: "There are not many artists who don't cross the line, but Jiangcheng neither dances nor sings. Those who have been playing for a long time in the circle have specialized, pure, and real actors."

Zhao Siyi: "..."

Sure enough, it was still difficult.

It's not what it used to be.

"Big gold."

"Eh."

Zhao Si also hesitated for a moment: "That card...you can help me get in there."

Fei Dajin: "..."