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The summer sun is too dazzling, even if the sun falls to the west at this time, it only lengthens the shadow a lot, and the temperature does not decrease at all.

He and Haisangzi walked out along the shade of a tree, and then changed their way.

Before parting, Jiang Qiushi turned his head slightly, and as expected, he saw the backs of several people rushing through the door on the second and third floors.

Sure enough, I heard it.

He didn't care at all.

This passage is not only for Hai Sangzi, but also for these trainees.

It's a little bit to be able to listen to it, I just hope they don't take detours for the sake of fans.If you take your fans too seriously and use them as tools, you will be backlashed sooner or later.

On the third floor, several people gathered together and talked in low voices, with complicated emotions.

Before this, what they have always thought of is to train continuously, and then make their debut under the arrangement of the company to gain their own fans.Perhaps, they have also thought about what they will be like after they become popular, there will be many fans expressing their love, and many people will scold them, right?

In any case, for them, the results that idols can achieve are extremely attractive in the eyes of trainees who have not yet debuted and only have a small group of fans under the operation of the company.And they haven't faced the situation that everything they say is wrong, and what they do is always criticized with a magnifying glass.

Cyber ​​violence, fandom wars, marketing... These words are still far away from the trainees. Occasionally, when talking about them, I have a faint longing in my heart, but I have to use the phrase "never forget your original intention, look down like standing on the edge of an abyss" The shocking impulse was suppressed.

They looked at each other again, and decided to start on the safe side.

Yuan Zhou cautiously lowered his voice and asked, "What happened to Mr. Hai? Do you know?"

His facial features are very delicate, his hair is naturally light-colored, his eyebrows are also thin and light, he is just a child, and he looks good.When looking at other people eagerly like this, the brothers in the company can't help pampering him.

"I read it just now, and the conclusion is that because Mr. Jiang and Mr. Hai are related to each other, someone took the opportunity to smear the folk song circle, and then Mr. Hai became angry."

The reason for such slander makes it difficult for the trainees to understand for the time being, or even if they have seen similar scolding battles in the company or on the Internet on weekdays, it is difficult to imagine what it would be like if it really happened to them.

Yuan Zhou licked his lips, which were stained with salty sweat due to training and high temperature, he asked, "If, I mean if."

"In the future, when we make our debut, someone will scold you for nothing, what should we do?"

They are not like Jiang Qiushi, the company's legal department is always open and waiting for orders.

Before waiting for a few brothers to answer, Yuan Zhou answered by himself: "I'm sure I can't stand it, I hate quarrels. But my sisters say that if you are popular, there must be disputes. If no one scolds, it means you are not popular."

"...Maybe I am too. Why are you thinking so much, the selection hasn't started yet."

"Don't read it when you're angry, don't say it like you haven't read Weibo."

The company has already preempted them on Weibo. As the program group builds momentum day by day, everyone's fans have more or less increased by tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. Excluding the number of bought fans, forwarding comments and private messages have become too much.

Yuan Zhou leaned on the guardrail and looked downstairs. The practice room on the second floor was used by people from the previous classes.

They also have the most fans, they already have a fan base, especially He Yinan and Bo Enwang are the most popular, and they even have a fan club.

"I really want to consult their feelings." Yuan Zhou sighed.

The roommate quickly stopped his whims: "You better think less about such things, let's try not to be screened out next time."

Liang Xuesong finally said, "Actually, Mr. Jiang's idea is quite good."

"Ah, why do you..."

"Didn't everyone say that the essence of idols is to sell dreams? We just need to become what the fans like." Liang Xuesong said, "Treat this as a job, and being scolded is no big deal, anyway. It will make me lose a piece of meat."

Yuan Zhou and his friends were stunned.

"You...you won't be unhappy?"

Liang Xuesong thought for a while, then shook his head: "Compared to this, the malice of people around me will make me feel more uncomfortable. As for those on the Internet, they don't know me, and whether they like it or not, they are all for this product called Liang Xuesong. What does feeling have to do with me?"

Yuan Zhou didn't understand what he meant, and still maintained the posture of pawing the balcony, turning his head to look at him, with his mouth slightly open in a daze.

After a while, my roommate patted him on the shoulder and said, "No wonder." This kind of ideological awareness is really...

Yuan Zhou also shook his head and looked down again.

He is still young, sweet-mouthed and obedient, and everyone else dotes on him. At this time, he has experienced the hardest skill training day and night. From morning to night, the sweat on the floor of the practice room can mop the floor after a day. After practicing for a year, the floor will be thinner.

He thought this was the most painful thing.

His eyes flicked here and there, suddenly his eyes were fixed, and the next moment he jumped back hurriedly, entangled with Liang Ge.

"Teacher Jiang is still at the bottom—" He lowered his voice and screamed.

It will take a while for the assistant to arrive, and Jiang Qiushi sits by the flower bed under the tree and waits.Not far away, the voices of boys singing and the chirping of cicadas could be faintly heard. From time to time, two leaves fell and floated around.

Those who whispered on the third floor were taken aback by Yuan Zhou's words, and carefully stretched out their heads to look down.I saw the man under the tree leisurely and at ease, probably the sunlight has a bonus effect on his appearance, even if he is of the same sex, he couldn't help admiring it.

"It's a good thing that Teacher Jiang won't make his debut, otherwise we would all be in danger depending on our face." The unrestrained Yuan Zhou was restrained by Liang Xuesong, and he knocked on the head: "Stop talking nonsense."

When I looked down, not only Teacher Jiang was there, but Teacher Hai was also back.

They even had a photo together.

Hai Sangzi looked at the image of the two people living in harmony in the photo, and smiled very happily. He said, "Although what you said is very reasonable, but I am an ordinary person, and I will mind what I should care about. I will piss them off."

As he said that, moving his fingers and posting pictures, Hai Sangzi smiled even more happily when he saw the harmony in his comment section and the scene where the accounts of those scolding people were besieged by fans.

Jiang Qiushi amusedly let the other party continue to take pictures as a reserve.Coincidentally at this time, Ah Xiang arrived by car, and after saying goodbye to Hai Sangzi, Jiang Qiushi got into the car.

Instead of reposting this picture of taking a photo with the other party alone, he left a comment below.After all, there are six mentors, and interacting with only one of them too much is easy to leave behind.

Ah Xiang was very excited to drive. He held the steering wheel and wished he could have a square dance. When he saw the boss, he started chatting mode. .

He blew higher and higher, and when he looked in the rearview mirror, he found that the boss was asleep with the back of his chair and a blindfold on.

After the long-distance drive, it was already midnight when we returned to the hotel that the crew had booked. Even at this point, there were paparazzi and station sisters squatting inside and outside the hotel. man with mobile phone.

Some even crouched on the floor.

The vehicle slowly drove into the underground garage.

The station sisters squatting in the lobby drank coffee, nestled on the sofa to edit pictures, and worked on station copywriting.Many of them are spending money to make data for the stars they have been photographed.

This is the unspoken rule of some station sisters. If you use him to make money, you have to give something in return.

While lowering his head to play with his mobile phone, one of them suddenly noticed something, raised his head keenly, and found that the elevator was moving!

Someone is going up!

If you are an ordinary customer, of course you can come in directly, why should you avoid it?It must be work!

The first person who found out rushed over, but unfortunately the elevator had already gone up, and the rest of them were not stupid, and they also rushed over in a hurry. A group of people watched the elevator move up little by little, and the number was fixed at nine.

The ninth floor... Who lives on the ninth floor?

The accommodation is private, and the ladies don’t say they want to shoot. They are still very principled. They ask each other in the group, and when they know who it is, they go to the shooting list to see if they can add someone.Some of them are different. They swiped the card and got on the elevator, and wanted to follow up to have a look.

If you're lucky, you can get a few shots.

On the ninth floor, Jiang Qiushi and Ah Xiang walked down two flights of stairs with their bags on their backs.

The station sisters who exchanged news didn't find out anything, so they gave up resentfully, and just waited to see if they could get a fresh picture of going to work the next day.

Sure enough, there was a surprise the next day, and they squatted all night. In the early morning of the next day, several celebrities got off the elevator one after another. As soon as they got out of the elevator, they were surrounded into a group and squeezed out the door with difficulty.

Jiang Qiushi was no exception.

This is already the norm.

He didn't feel the need to maintain a good relationship with these photographers who refused to keep a normal distance. Whenever this happened, he would directly get into the car with full armor.

The camera can only capture a few parts of the facial skin struggling to break out from the surrounding of sunglasses, masks and hats.

Even so, they can recognize it.

"It's Jiang Qiushi!"

Hulala, a group of people rushed up immediately, Ah Xiang and Brother Bin cleared the way from left to right, and just a dozen seconds was enough for them to take a lot of photos.

At first glance, they are basically waste films, with their faces covered tightly.

Jiang Qiushi's private photos are very difficult to get, and there are no pictures of his commute to and from get off work. The fans are also very strict, and they are not allowed to spread illegitimate pictures.

However, because of this, the official strictly prohibits it, and more fans are willing to buy some "close-up photos".

Just keep it private.Shout slogans louder than anyone else on the surface, don't hurt him if you love him, and spread all kinds of privacy in private faster than anyone else.

Not many photos do not mean that there is no harvest, which means that Jiang Qiushi finished recording the variety show of Road to Light and came back to film.

Now that they are back, the industrial chain can be reopened, and the scalpers keep sending messages in the group and Moments.

"Jiang Qiu's ten new plays have one ensemble cast, female, the requirement is about 1.6 meters tall, with a photo, the price is not expensive, private."

"Jiang Qiu's filming location during ten days, and one group performance."

"Jiang Qiu ten, yes, verifiable."

……

From the lodging hotel to the make-up hotel, there was a lot of bombardment, and it was also not peaceful to get out of the make-up hotel and get on the car to the set.

After putting on makeup and styling, hats and masks don't work.Jiang Qiushi got into the car, ignored all the clicking noises, and drove quietly to the set.

The intersection of Shanghai Street and Hong Kong Street where the film was filmed was blocked by the crew pulling the isolation belt. The girls who heard the news came beside them. Before they came, they could still chat harmoniously. The sword is on the verge of grabbing the position to shoot.

Changing into a Republic of China robe, Jiang Qiushi entered the set with an umbrella, greeted people all the way, and then greeted the director loudly.

The director had a cigarette in his mouth, and was doing morning exercises with the group performers, when he heard Jiang Qiushi calling him, he turned around, and slapped him on the shoulder with a big hand like a cattail fan: "My boy, you are finally back, today I am very Shoot a big night scene for you to see."

During this period of time, Jiang Qiushi was absent, and the crew suddenly became chaotic, and I don't know what happened.

I don't usually see how he manages the crew?

Jiang Qiushi smiled quietly: "Okay, which scene will you shoot today?"

It was hung on the outside field sign, so he still asked a few more questions.

The director said a series of numbers, he nodded, took out the script from the bag Ah Xiang was carrying and flipped through it: "Okay, hurry up."

After all, Shi Shiran went to find a place to sit in the waiting room, and took the opportunity to play against several other veteran actors.

The lead actor is back, and the rest of the staff are busy much faster.Not long after, the director yelled with a loudspeaker and started filming.

At present, the scenes are still filming Liu Xinghua's youth, not long after his father passed away, and the young man is struggling to guard his widowed mother and family business.

Profit is the top priority, and the old master is gone, so it’s not justified not to get some oil and water from the young master, right?

In the mansion, the young man sat face to face with a group of people.

"Action!" The slate fell.

The atmosphere on the field changed instantly, and the dark tide was surging.

The young man at the top smiled faintly, his eyes under the round-frame glasses were gentle but firm. He put down the teacup and said with a smile, "I don't know what kind of wind is blowing here today. Uncles are here on weekdays. Not so hard."

A dark stab made everyone's complexions move slightly.

The first old man on the left with white hair and beard and sharp eyes twirled his beard and said helplessly, "You child, how can you be so rude to your elders?"

Liu Xinghua groaned, suddenly realized, stood up and bowed: "It's my nephew who was abrupt. Recently my father's new funeral made my nephew feel restless. I hope all uncles and uncles will forgive me."

"I don't know, uncles..." He seemed to be really puzzled, and raised his hands to indicate to the left and right, "On this day of filial piety, what's the point of coming to the door together? I don't know, I thought it was taking advantage of the situation to bully the widowed mother and young children Right." He said cheerfully.

Before anyone else could speak, Liu Xinghua took the initiative to salute again: "Look at me, I'm so busy thinking about what my father told me to keep the family property well, I'm so busy. Please understand my nephew's rudeness once again, uncles."

The eyes of several old people met.

Some disdain, some sneer, and some are impatient.

All are forcibly suppressed under the mask called family affection, pretending to be hypocritical.

In their opinion, what great things can a brat do?

As a relative, it is natural to help take over the Liu family.

There are a lot of seats in this show, and all the people invited are old actors, one curled their lips, the other looked at each other, and there were meaningful scenes in the wrinkles on their faces.

At this moment, a maid came in to serve tea.

The maids are like props, just pick one from the group to finish serving tea, it doesn't need to be too eye-catching.Unexpectedly, the servant girl raised her face after serving the tea, her face was so beautiful that it was a bit eye-catching.

The makeup is not like that of people in that era, with flat eyebrows, biting lip makeup, pointed chin, and the appearance of an assembly line internet celebrity.

"Stop, stop, stop! What, what's going on here? Who arranged it?"

The director had to stop.

Just now, the energy that was surging with swords and undercurrents on the field instantly slackened.

The director was almost blown away.

This shoot was going very smoothly, why did a completely unsuitable trick suddenly appear?What does the assistant director do?Blind?