The top stream from the end of the world [entertainment]

night, bedtime

Ye Wen looked at the pillow in Xiansan's hand and realized, "I see, it's a pillow fight game."

Xiao Tuo Rou: "Ye Ye, can you put me off your head before you play."

Marven Ye: "No, we are one."

Little succulent:! ! !

Xiansan was a little flattered to hear that Ye Wen wanted to play a pillow game with him, and the director thought that he would be able to capture a lot of Ye Wen's emoticons later when he played, he readily agreed.

At this time, the live broadcast is still going on.

Ye Fen: "It's about to kill someone..."

Working in a small group, the group members were dumbfounded.

Zhou Ge: "They are too daring to fight to be in the confrontation group. Do they really think they can beat Brother Ye?"

Gu Su: "It's not for nothing that there are few foreigners."

Fu Ziming pointed out, "Ye Wen will keep his hands, Xiao Tuorou is still on his head."

"Ye Wen said that he was so ruthless that he even pulled the little fleshy leaves." Shen Lian said.

Everyone fell into a suspicious silence again, until Cen Shao couldn't stand it anymore and broke the atmosphere, "You don't have to think too much, pillow fights are entertainment before going to bed."

Wen Mao, the capitalist ghost wandering in the group, spoke, "If you are knocked out, you are considered asleep."

On the other side, Ye Wen got the competition-specific pillow that was distributed to him, opened a hole, and fluff fell down. He raised his hand, "My pillow is broken."

The director said, "Ye Jun, this is your pillow. The pillow will drop feathers with the force you use. The more force you use, the more feathers will fall out. But the victory condition is to throw the feathers before the pillow feathers fall out. Pillow will end us all."

Ye Wen understood, just throwing sandbags, but he was a little puzzled, "The pillows in your hands seem to be different from mine."

Xiansan said, "It's solid. You just threw flour on it. Ye Jun, if you get thrown and get flour on your body, you will lose."

"Challenging." Ye Wen said, "Add one more, and I won't get rid of the little succulents on my head. On this basis, I win all of you."

Xiao Tuorou: "Yeye, don't bet on Rourou!"

The director was stunned. In his opinion, the rules of this kind of competition were already harsh. He didn't expect Ye Wen to win, as long as he didn't lose, he was victorious.

But what Ye Wen meant was that he could even hang and beat all of them with the little succulent on his head.

Who does he think he is?

Be careful to over blow your head and lose face, there is no place to find the steps.

But the director started to panic. The opposite of Ye Wen's violation of their psychological expectations was that he was [-]% sure that he would win, so he wasn't afraid to raise his stake.

The director winked at the staff and lined up. They threw pillows left and right. Ye Wen stood in the middle not only to avoid the pillows flying towards him from the front and back, but also to eliminate them with the backhand by the fluffy pillows.

Xiaosuorou had already given up on persuading Marven Ye to put it down. It had tears in its eyes, "Ye Ye, when you are hiding under the pillow, remember that I am on your head."

"I know." Ye Wen said, he squatted down to avoid the solid pillow that was flying towards his head, his speed was much faster than Xiao Suo Suo's natural falling speed.

Xiaosuorou fell at a constant speed according to inertia, and watched the pillow dozens of times bigger than it fly, and Ye Zi was scared away, "Ye Ye, save me!"

Ye Wen threw out the feather pillow in his hand vigorously. It lived up to Ye Wen's expectations. It flew and shed its feathers all the way, hitting a staff member and knocking him out of the game.

He stretched out his hand to press Xiaosuorou on his head again, and began to do irregular movements to avoid pillows. Every movement was beautiful and accurate. The only thing that was not harmonious was that Xiaosuorou could not keep up with his movements. He saves.

Xiao Tuo Suo: I am also very desperate. I am just a non-moving plant. Can you put me in the auditorium.

The live broadcast room exploded because of Ye Wen's cool moves.

"Ye Wen is awesome (broken sound), he quickly dodged the number one player and the number two player, and hit a crit with his backhand."

"Ye Wen started to recycle the pillows, he has snatched the pillows! Xiao Tuorou is left behind (deep pain)."

"Ye Wen quickly went back to save his teammates, and once again moved in a snakeskin, counter-killing, this is an extreme operation."

"Beautiful, Ye Wen has dealt tons of damage, and now there are feathers in front of the screen, I can't see Ye Wen's movements clearly for the time being."

The director was under a lot of pressure. He felt that Ye Wen was indeed playing a game with them. With the little meaty one-to-many, they could still fight against each other.

The only thing that can restrict Ye Wen's super spirit is the feather content of the pillow. There are flying feathers dancing everywhere in the room. It can be seen that the pillow has a huge amount of hair, and the potential energy that Ye Wen can give to the pillow will continue to decrease as the feather content decreases.

This is the final blow.

Everyone thought so.

The director counted the number of people on the field, one, two, three...

A smile could not help appearing on his face, but fortunately he secretly drew a few inconspicuous marks on the pillow, otherwise Ye Wen might really clear them all out before the pillow was sacrificed.

"But now the victory is ours!" the director couldn't help declaring.

Ye Wen looked up, and he said, "Director, that's not necessarily the case."

Ye Wen yanked the pillow tightly. Although the objects in his hands had changed, his throwing skills remained the same.

In addition to straight-line attacks, flexible and changeable arc attacks are essential skills in combat. After all, the enemy will not stay in place obediently.

"I won this round." Ye Wen issued his own victory declaration.

With these words, he twisted his body and threw the pillow in his hand vigorously.

The pure white pillow drew an incredible arc in the air. After the line hit a staff member, it continued to fly forward without losing momentum. Even because the stuffing was feathers and full of elasticity, accidents happened among the remaining survivors. A phenomenon similar to the rebound of a pinball, knocking everyone down in an instant.

Director: "What happened!"

After completing its mission to clear everyone out, the pillow disintegrates in the air, scattering its feathers.

Marven Ye took off the little meat on top of his head and said, "The real Marven Ye never looks back at the explosion."

Ye Fen: "Applause, everyone applaud me!"

In the activity room, the projection screen shows that the data connection in the live room is disconnected, and the live broadcast is over.

Gu Su turned off the playback device and looked at the time. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was eleven o'clock in Japan time. He said, "Everyone go back and go to bed."

But Gu Su's plan to sleep neatly even if separated by a time zone failed. A boy about seventeen or eighteen years old was standing outside the door, blocking his way.

He recognized them as the fourth-term trainees of the company Ye Wen picked up, "What's the matter?"

Before Ye Wen went to Japan, he told the three of them that he could ask his teammates if he didn't understand anything in the company, but they just took it as a courtesy and never thought of actually coming to Gu Su and the others.

However, the company seems to be using Ye Wen's departure as a signal to enter an unprecedented change. The signals from various actions and plans make them very uncomfortable. know an answer.

Yi Qing, who was slightly older among the three, said, "The teacher said today that we can start preparing for the competition for the debut spot."

The three Yi Qings just came to the Media Department of Nine Innovations, and their foundation is very shallow. The only person who can hug their thighs is Ye Wentuan.

They were originally prepared to practice for a period of time, but Ye Wen went to Japan. The company skipped the second and third rounds and directly selected the debut spot from the fourth round. Things changed faster than they imagined.

Gu Su knew that the three of them came here just to spy on some inside information, but he was attracted by the amount of information contained in his words, and then asked a question, "Which of the four trainees has the longest practice time...?"

"It's Qiubai." Yi Qing pointed to Xia Qiubai beside him, "But he only practiced for half a year."

Gu Su's expression became serious, and he said, "The time is too short."

After Xia Qiubai was introduced, he was confused, "But the teacher told us not to worry about the short practice time. He said that we all have a bright future and great potential for growth."

Gu Su frowned. In the normal career process, after four years of professional study at the university to graduate work, and groping from the bottom for 1-2 years to complete the transformation of knowledge from ivory towers to socialization, it still cannot be said to be qualified.

It doesn't even take a year for a trainee to go from practice to debut, but the longest period of practice is half a year, but they can be named with a name that can be expected in the future. Is this normal?

It is very obvious that the idol draft process has accelerated and expanded under the trend of capital entering the market, entering a new stage.

If it is said that idols have been a product of capital trial operation from the very beginning, then Ye Wentuan can be said to be at the first-line level in terms of group quality and follow-up resources, and it is the first generation that gave the market encouragement and confidence.

Now that the commercialization of idols has been proved feasible, the next step for capital is how to cut more leeks while reducing the quality of commodities, and how to firmly control idols in the palm of their hands.

The fourth-term trainees like Yi Qing, Chang Zhuo, and Xia Qiubai are showing the expectations of the capital. They are good-looking, practice for a short period of time, and their level is average. They are young and easy to master.

even……

Gu Su's eyes narrowed slightly, if Yi Qingtuan also succeeded.

The next step for capital to create is very likely to be pure blood flow, and this is not impossible, after all, capital never sleeps.

Gu Su thought about a lot of things in a short period of time, came back to his senses, and appeased Yi Qing and the others, "Since the teacher told you this, you might as well practice more with the goal of preparing for the debut competition. Failure is also to accumulate experience."

What Yi Qing said when cheering each other up was nothing more than these few words, but the words were spoken from a reliable adult boy group senior like Gu Su, which made them feel extra at ease and relieved the pressure in their hearts.

"Maybe Ye Wen can play a guest role as a tutor again." Gu Su said, "Anyway, this kind of thing, first time is raw, second time is familiar, third time, fourth time is flesh and blood."

Shen Lian: How come meat sticks to meat?

"Okay, Senior Brother Gu, we will work hard," Yi Qing clenched his fists, "Let's see what the practice room looks like at four o'clock in the morning." It means that they will practice until four o'clock in the morning.

Shen Lian waved at them, "Practice slowly."

Yi Qing and others:?

"Who is practicing at night." Shen Lian put his hips on his hips, "What a good time to write at night, inspiration comes out of biubiu."

Bai Zhu hit Shen Lian with a "slap", "What are you talking about in front of the younger generation?"

Ye Wen, an outsider, suddenly appeared in the Q group, "Zhou Ge, what are you doing?"

Zhou Ge replied, "We are discussing what the practice room looks like at four o'clock in the morning."

Cen Shao followed Ye Wen out, "It's four o'clock in the morning, and the crabapple flowers are still awake."

Wen Mao: "It's too sour!"

[System prompt: Cen Shao was banned for 1 minute]

Cen Shao clenched his phone tightly, this is the second time, Wen Mao must not be caught by him!

Ye Wen was not interested in the melee in the middle-aged men's group, and then Zhou Ge said, "The practice room at four o'clock in the morning is not unusual at all, it's just self-impressed."

Gu Su put a question mark in doubt, "I think practicing until four o'clock in the morning can be called hard work."

Shen Lian said, "Boss Fu is always so diligent."

Fu Ziming:? ? ?

"At home at one, two, three, four, five, and six in the morning, mothers with babies, which day hasn't seen it? When we hit the group, I didn't let you see the practice room at four in the morning. Ye Wen asked, "It wasn't four o'clock at that time, and it's impossible for you to be four o'clock now, so what are you doing secretly behind my back?"

The male members in the group were shocked by Ye Wen's example of dimensionality reduction, and fell silent.

Ye Wen:? ? ?

Ye Wen felt more and more that the dogs in the group were doing things behind his back.

Ye Wen: You didn't take me with you when you made troubles!