[Entertainment circle] What's the use of laying fat eggs

Pu Zhixuan stopped suddenly, temporarily forgot something in the company, and then returned to the company from the dormitory halfway, when he passed by, he heard movement in the stairwell, which seemed to be another conflict between the trainees.He didn't want to intervene to cause trouble, but he could hear the words of the person inside clearly, so he had to stop.

"Could it be that you still think you're that trash like Park Ji-jung? What's the chief? Dancing is so rubbish, and you still want to debut? Go dreaming hahahahaha..."

He frowned. Since he entered the company, he had heard such sarcastic remarks a lot.It is true that he is indeed the chief of modern dance at Busan Arts High, but the dances practiced by the trainees are completely different from modern dance, and it took Park Ji-jun a long time just to adjust.

But even so, there are still many people making sarcastic remarks behind their backs, saying that he, the so-called high-achieving student of Busan High School of Arts, is not worthy of his name and has no possibility of debuting at all. develop.

Such sarcastic remarks only slightly improved after Jiang Mingche, a vase waste, entered the company.

Although I have long been used to it, it is inevitable that I will still feel sad when I hear it again.

Pu Zhixuan sighed, he didn't want to act impulsively, and he didn't want to cause trouble, but just when he was about to turn around and leave, a rather familiar clear voice sounded.

"I'm sorry I didn't hear clearly, could you please repeat what you just said?"

Pu Zhixuan was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to recall who the owner of the voice was.

While being grateful, she couldn't help wondering, logically speaking, the relationship between them was just strangers, why would they defend him so much?

Pu Zhixuan thought about it for a long time. Except for the occasional eye contact once or twice during the practice sessions, he and Jiang Mingche hardly had any interaction at ordinary times. He only heard about this name from other trainees. This "big name" trainee didn't like it very much.

But the episode that happened by accident this time made Pu Zhixuan involuntarily curious.

He stopped, moved closer, and heard Jiang Mingche's next words.

"It doesn't matter how you scold me, I just treat it like a dog barking, and I don't want to make more sense, but you can't involve other people."

The words were just and stern, but the actions of his subordinates were merciless. He punched him directly, pressed the opponent against the wall, and sprayed blood on his head.

"There is no surveillance in the stairwell. You should know what to do when you go out. Otherwise, I don't mind letting the company's senior management understand what you are doing today. Look at the company's so-called senior trainees. What kind of caring method is it?"

Jiang Mingche raised his lips and smiled, his tone was gentle, but what he said was merciless: "As you said, I am rubbish in strength, and it will be a matter of time before I leave the company. So, I don't mind pulling Get a few backs, do you understand what I mean?"

There was no camera in the stairwell, and only Jiang Mingche himself knew what happened afterwards, except for the group of trainees who failed to challenge and nearly overturned.

He has always advocated treating people peacefully, so in order to maintain his low-key vase personality, he naturally would not publicize this matter.

As for that group of trainees, when they impulsively made the decision to find trouble with each other, how could they know that this weak Haw would fall down as soon as he pushed him, but he was still hiding his secrets, and his force value was ridiculously high, causing them Not only did he fail to learn the lesson, but he was also overturned.

They don't have the face to speak out about such a shameful thing.

Standing outside the stairwell, Pu Zhixuan raised his eyebrows. Now this Jiang Mingche and what he deliberately showed before are almost two people.He didn't quite understand why this person would do this, and he instinctively didn't like to associate with such a complicated person.

It is true that as he himself said, if he is not strong enough, he will be eliminated sooner or later. Instead of worrying about these messes, it is better to focus on the current matter and practice hard to improve his strength. Only then can he be qualified to stand in the scheduled debut quota.

As for whether there will be an intersection in the future, with Jiang Mingche's strength, I'm afraid it won't last long at all.

Since he is destined to leave, and he doesn't like her very much, there is really no need to get close. It is just fine to be a nodding stranger.

After finally sending away the group of secondary illnesses, Jiang Mingche moved his sore limbs, leaned against the wall of the stairwell and let out a long sigh of relief.

His martial strength was obtained during his advanced training in the United States after leaving the regiment in his previous life.

At that time, he had just experienced a blow, and it was the most vulnerable time in his heart. He was afraid of being hurt again, and he was full of vigilance and anxiety about everything around him. Naturally, he didn't want to make friends with his classmates, and he always walked alone.

This is nothing, but he has a face that kills both men and women, and he is very talented in music, and is often praised by the professor. Such an unpleasant person who has enough hatred, it is inevitable that some people will not be used to it. I want to use the way of bullying him to achieve inner balance.

Jiang Mingche didn't want his hard-won peaceful life to be affected by these people, so he signed up to learn boxing instead. Although the old injury on his leg affected his performance, the lethality of his fists was not low. It was only his fists that allowed him to barely hold on until now.

It's just that I didn't expect that on the night of the university graduation ceremony, I encountered such a thing, and was torn apart by a knife. All the expectations and expectations for a better future.

Unconsciously recalling the events of his previous life, Jiang Mingche smiled wryly, shook his head and shook all those complicated thoughts out of his mind, so as not to let himself be overindulged in the past, adjusted his state, and picked up the backpack that fell to the ground when he was shoved just now , turned around and walked out.

At the same time, Park Zhijun had already left the company and returned to the dormitory.

"Hey, why are you coming back now?"

Pu Zhixuan put his backpack on the side cabinet casually, and stretched his waist: "On the way back, I found that I left some things and didn't pick them up, so I went back to the company again, which wasted some time."

He looked at the bento box in Jin Shuozhen's hand and asked, "What do you pack these for? Do you want to see Brother Yunqi?"

Jin Shuozhen is good at cooking. In order to let everyone eat well, he even moved most of the ingredients and pots at home to the dormitory. After practicing, he occasionally cooks a table of good dishes for everyone to follow along. Fun, but also narrowed the distance between each other.

As for Min Yoongi, this guy is really unlucky. Not long ago, he was involved in a car accident on the way to deliver food on a part-time job. As a result, his shoulder was injured and he had to be hospitalized in the hospital for recuperation. Feeling guilty in my heart, I can only express my concern in this way, and take care of this poor friend who is physically disabled and strong.

Jin Shuozhen nodded, and put the freshly packed bento box into the thermal bag: "Yes, brother Haofan is going to the hospital later, just let him take it with him."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and he smiled helplessly: "You also know what kind of temper that kid Min Yoongi has. He obviously didn't expect much in his heart, but he always pretended not to care about anything, no matter how awkward he was. However, if we go to the hospital to see him, we will be kicked out by him after a short period of time, so we might as well ask Brother Haofan to help, just to save a step."

Pu Zhijun nodded, remembered something and asked, "Didn't Brother Yunqi say that someone with good intentions sent him to the hospital? Any news?"

Jin Shuozhen shook his head: "No, I just know that the appearance is not bad. It was too late at that time, there were too few witnesses, and there was not much useful information at all. I can only take it slowly, and it will appear one day."

Not long after, Song Haofan drove to the dormitory. He took Jinshuo's genuine caring bento and some fruits he bought on the way, and drove straight to the hospital.

"I don't know when Yoongi's injury will heal. I heard news not long ago that the new boy group that the company wants to launch seems to be announcing the list of reserve members in the near future. If there is no accident, it should be next year." The official debut will be around June, and the time is quite tight, I am afraid that if the time is too late, it will affect my brother."

The question of whether they can debut is a sharp sword hanging over the heads of all trainees. The reason why they train so hard is to be able to stand on the stage of their dreams.

Jin Shuozhen pursed his lips and did not speak. He transferred from the actor department halfway to the idol department. It can be said that he has never received relevant professional training. Although his strength is not the worst, compared to his peers The other children in the dormitory are always a little inferior.

There are currently seven people in their dormitory, and they are recognized as the team with the highest chance of debut among the trainees.

Jin Shuozhen knows that he is not doing enough. Even he himself is not sure whether he can debut with the children with such aptitude.

"I don't know who will be on the specific list."

Pu Zhixuan shrugged: "I don't know, it's still early anyway, it's always right to practice hard."

Jin Shuozhen sighed softly, stopped thinking about this question, looked at his younger brother and asked, "There are still some leftovers from the bento I just made, Zhijun, do you want to eat?"

Pu Zhixuan touched his stomach, although he was indeed a little hungry at the moment, but thinking that he was still doing weight management, he could only reluctantly shake his head.

"Bento? What kind of bento?"

Tian Jiuguo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly jumped out from nowhere, meeting those big eyes full of longing, Jin Shuo was really helpless, it was his own cub, he couldn't bear to refuse, turned around and went to the kitchen, and put the The lunch box was handed to him.

Tian Jiuguo was eating well, he was not far from the living room just now, and he heard the words of the two elder brothers very clearly.He ate the last bite of the rice ball, and asked vaguely, "Brother, are you talking about Jiang Mingche?"

Afraid that he would choke, Pu Zhizhen quickly poured him a glass of water: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

Tian Jiuguo took a sip of water, touched his stomach, and burped contentedly. He met the teasing eyes of his elder brothers and added the last sentence: "Brother Hao Fan told me not long ago that Jiang Mingche will transfer to the university this year. Yuan Wai Gao was studying, and he also said that his academic performance was very good, and he asked me to ask for advice when I have nothing to do."

This kid is smart, but he didn't put his mind on his studies. If he studies hard, he will definitely get good grades.

Park Zhijuan remembered Jiang Mingche's performance in the stairwell, and frowned slightly. Jiang Mingche's force value was too high, and his thoughts were also very complicated. It seemed that he was not easy to get along with. I'm afraid that the other party has some bad intentions, so that my child will be tricked and suffer for nothing.

But after thinking about it, Xiaoguo left his hometown and came to Seoul alone at a young age. He usually stays with his brothers and has no friends of the same age. There's nothing wrong with that either.

Jin Shuozhen thought the same thing, he stretched out his hand and patted Tian Jiuguo on the shoulder: "Go, it's good to be one more friend of the same age."

After finishing speaking, he was a little uneasy, and then added: "Be careful, don't be bullied by others."

The author has something to say: Xiao Jiang went to the high school entrance ceremony alone, without the company of her brothers [It’s a bit miserable to think about it]

Harm, the more indifferent now, the more fragrant the crematorium afterwards

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