The top brother is going to the draft!

"--Who?"

The manager reprimanded her in a low voice, and Ming Lan subconsciously stood up and wanted to move to the edge.

There was no movement for a long time.

The manager clicked his tongue impatiently, and was about to get up when he heard a little kitten meowing not far away.

Manager: "... a cat?"

Then under the vigilant eyes of him and Ming Lan, a furry mangosteen paw poked out from the crack of the door and scratched twice.

Ming Lan was also taken aback: "Huh?"

He recognized it.

Isn't this... Bing Kuoluo, the mascot of the base who has obtained an official title?

The cat stamped its paw on the door, followed by a black ear tip.In Ming Lan's gradually relaxed eyes, Bing Kuoluo's head also poked out.

A pair of big round eyes stared at the two people in the room, and meowed very curiously.

It's a cat.

But just cats?

The manager still didn't feel relieved, and frowned: "Where is the wild cat!"

Ming Lan: "Wait..."

Before he could stop him, the manager raised his hand and threw a mineral water bottle over.Ming Lan's scalp tightened for a moment, and the image of Bing Kuoluo injured and lying on the ground flashed in his mind for a moment, and then the film emperor and Zhuang wanted to seek revenge from him.

——Fortunately, it didn't hit it.

Although Bing Kuoluo's hind legs are a bit inconvenient, his wandering life made him smart enough to jump to the side before the manager threw the bottle and dodge it perfectly.

Ming Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

The manager glared: "Hey, this cat..."

Bing Kuoluo was probably upset, he had already gone out, and he jumped back reluctantly and knocked over the trash can by the door with his claws.

With a "bang", the garbage was spread all over the ground, and the cat walked away.

broker:"……"

How vengeful.

Bing Kuoluo flicked his tail and looked at them in the corridor, as if he didn't bother to care about them, he swaggered and jumped onto the railing of the corridor.

"What's the matter with your base?" The manager was angry. "Where do wild cats come upstairs? Are the security guards free? It's not a breed, native cats... Good guy, is there anyone else in this base who is so tasteless?" Raise a wild cat?"

"..." Ming Lan had the chance to say, "This is the actor's cat."

broker:"……"

Suddenly stiff.

"Well, this cat is quite pretty after a closer look." The agent muttered, "I missed the hit just now, so don't blame me for it."

Ming Lan didn't speak.

Seemingly convinced by his own explanation, the manager's frown eased, but then he frowned again. He stood up and carefully opened the door to look out.

In fact, although these things they discussed were shady, they were not so shady.

This kind of thing has long been a tacit secret.It is enough to be warned by some staff or players, but if it is Xiang Ran...then the nature is different.

The manager was afraid that Xiang Ran was really nearby, so he looked around carefully outside, but he couldn't find anyone.

Only the cat squatted on the table with its tail wagging, squinting and staring at him.The manager was stared at by it, and wondered if he was despised by a cat.

Speechless for a while, he left the room to look outside, but was stopped by Ming Lan.

"I'm going to go back sooner. This session is different than usual. The live broadcast in the practice room is still on. The audience is not stupid. There is no interview that needs to be recorded for so long."

The broker drew back.

In fact, he didn't want to go out to look for it.

If it was really Xiang Ran, he didn't know what expression to use to face it.

He carefully closed the door and locked it before continuing to talk with Ming Lan.

In the next room, Xiang Ran on the chair stretched out his hand and waved at Bing Kuoluo.

Bing Kuoluo walked slowly on catwalks.

The small balcony of the practice building.

Qi Beizhen is explaining his own analysis.

The more Song Yishen listened, the more he felt that what he was talking about was all sad experience!

——Although this guy Qi Beizhen has a face that is not too sad.

Song Yishen rubbed his chin, subconsciously glanced at the top of his head when he thought of wanting nothing.

Shiny and reflective.

Qi Beizhen's hair has grown a little in the past two days.

He expressed his dissatisfaction, and went to find his stylist to have his hair shaved.To put it bluntly, it's really a drought, a drought, a flood, and a flood. Song Yishen's hair is often permed and dyed, and he is already a little bit unbearable and has begun to enter a hair loss crisis—and Qi Beizhen, with his thick hair, insists on shaving Lose.

Student Xiao Song: Sour.

When Qi Beizhen first appeared in front of everyone, there was a layer of stubble. It was the first time for everyone to see Qi Beizhen with a bald head.I have to say, the face looks even more Buddha.

Even a holy monk can't be used to describe him, this is simply a living Buddha!

Xiao Song sighed.

Qi Beizhen was still explaining to Su Yuan in detail, Song Yishen's focus gradually shifted from his head to his words, after listening for a while, he couldn't help but pat Zhuang Xiang on the shoulder, leaned over and whispered: "Did you I think Xiao Qi is really easy to understand."

Even if you participated in the draft once, you wouldn't know this much, right?

Zhuang wants to nod.

Qi Beizhen is a bit mysterious.

Insisting on shaving your head can be said to be a personal hobby, but there are more places that cannot be seen through.

There are many unknown things about him. Apart from his strong bass playing and creative ability, Qi Beizhen is not as buddhist as he looks.

From his conversation with Su Yuan, it can be clearly seen that he has long understood the various relationships and ideas of this draft—and these are things that he will not show to the outside world.

He is like a military adviser who is prepared for everything, and he has no plans.When the strength is not enough to compete with others, know how to hide yourself quietly.

Zhuang Xiang gradually felt that he was waiting for a blockbuster opportunity, enough for him to make it to the finals in one fell swoop.

If there is a day, then it is not accurate to describe him as a dark horse, he is like an "invisible man" in his debut.

"—For example, Zhuang Xiang."

When his name was called, Zhuang wanted to recover slowly.It was discovered that Qi Beizhen was using him as an example.

"Don't look at my brother's strength, we have seen everything he encountered during the period from the first stage to the first public."

The company behind Zhang Chen wanted to pave the way for Sheng Jun to suppress Zhuang Xiang, and Zou Nan's company played it even harder, directly controlling the number of votes to pull Zhuang Xiang down.

"For the capital, it doesn't take much brains to get us little brats, and it doesn't even matter if there are many flaws, as long as they achieve the results they want-" Qi Beizhen said, "Anyway, they just want to use the draft Earn quick money. Don’t look at the glamorous appearance of the players who debuted before, they are essentially just one-time commodities in their eyes.”

After using this time, it means losing most of its value.

If the players behind are fighting for their own strength, it is worth their attention for a while, thinking about whether to do more operations to pave the way; if it is mediocre, it probably stops here.

From the beginning to the end, there are only two big groups of players and players fans trapped in it. The capital side manipulates the puppet line behind the scenes to play their lives and hopes as they please.

If you want to resist, there are only two ways, either to escape the attention circle of capital and gain momentum, or to be stronger than capital.

Qi Beizhen roughly talked about several possible marketing directions of Minglan Company, Zhuang Xiang and Su Yuan nodded repeatedly.

Song Yichen's head hurt from hearing it.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to have really felt the gap between the master and the scum.Qi Beizhen talked eloquently, but Song Yichen felt like an idiot, and he burst into admiration.

After admiring for a long time, Qi Beizhen had no choice but to stop: "..."

Su Yuan laughed.

Zhuang Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, and muttered: "I never saw your mouth move so fast when I was eating."

Song Yishen: qwq

Classmate Xiao Song dyed his green hair to fill up his fashion value. If he dresses coolly, he is a fashionista. The premise is-he doesn't talk.

As soon as he spoke, Brother Yan became naive.

Qi Beizhen sighed and continued.

Su Yuan nodded from time to time in Qi Beizhen's voice, with a serious expression.

The players who came to the draft and were able to stay until now are all people who put in a lot of energy and time, and Su Yuan is naturally the same.Once you give up, the progress will be cleared, such an unacceptable sunk cost makes Su Yuan have to get serious.

After a comprehensive analysis of Qi Beizhen's almost speech, Su Yuan said seriously: "I will discuss the decision with the company."

Qi Beizhen smiled lightly: "As long as it helps."

Zhuang Xiang smiled and patted Su Yuan on the shoulder: "If you need any help, you can tell me."

Song Yichen also nodded again and again: "You're welcome!"

Su Yuan turned his head and looked at them, nodded with a smile, and agreed.

No matter whether you can make a debut or not, it is worthwhile to make such a friend.

After sorting out these messy things, Xiang Ran happened to be on duty in their practice room, and stopped when he saw them standing outside.

Bing Kuoluo meowed at them, grabbed Zhuang Xiang's trouser legs and climbed up.Zhuang wanted to laugh, bent down and hugged him in his arms, rubbing his soft belly.

Su Yuan greeted Xiang Ran politely, and then said, "We'll go back right away."

Xiang Ran responded briefly, his eyes fell on Zhuang Xiang for two seconds, and then swept across them casually.

Song Yichen parted ways with them, Zhuang Xiang and the three were stopped by Xiang Ran before they entered the practice room.

Apart from being gentle like a fake actor in front of Zhuang Xiang, Xiang Ran's attitude towards other trainees has always been a strict teacher.

Under his strict eyes that reminded people of the dean, Zhuang Xiang straightened his back a little uncomfortably while holding the cat.

Xiang Ran: "The final is coming."

An unclear sentence.Su Yuan and Qi Beizhen looked at each other.

What to say next?Is it to cheer them up?

Xiang Ran: "It's time to make preparations in advance. Only by staying can we have the right to continue working hard."

A simple sentence made them realize the deep meaning.

Is this - reminding them?

Su Yuan was taken aback, subconsciously looked at Zhuang Xiang, then turned to Xiang Ran and said seriously: "Thank you, Teacher Xiang."

Xiang Ran nodded and looked at Zhuang Xiang.

Zhuang thought:?

Zhuang Xiang stared at him for two seconds with a puzzled face, then turned his head away inexplicably, pushed open the door and returned to the practice room.

Xiang Ran: "..."

Su Yuan led Zhuang Xiang to open his voice, and while Zhuang Xiang practiced, he glanced at the corners of the practice room.

Ming Lan hasn't come back yet.

Half an hour had passed by the time he finally returned to the practice room, his complexion was the same as usual, but he got closer to Su Yuan intentionally or unintentionally.

Ming Lan is not stupid.

Although the agent said that he wanted to fire CP, he would not intentionally get too close to create a wheat bran atmosphere.Even this kind of "closeness" is the closest in the safe distance, which is really hard to refuse.

What's more, as the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling person with your hand. In front of the live broadcast, the relationship between Su Yuan and him seems to be very harmonious.

Zhuang wanted to pay attention to their movements while memorizing the lyrics. Su Yuan was afraid that he would be too distracted, so he leaned over and covered the wheat and said softly to him: "Don't worry too much, I will handle it myself."

Since Su Yuan himself had already said that, Zhuang Xiang naturally nodded in response.

After the practice ended successfully that afternoon, Su Yuan did not go to dinner with them, but parted ways and went alone to find the election manager who was in charge of the mobile phone.

Under normal circumstances, players naturally cannot get mobile phones, but this does not rule out special circumstances-including illness, and the need to contact the company due to special needs.The boundaries of this kind of situation are very wide, as long as you register, you can take away the mobile phone within a limited period of time.

Song Yishen and Zhuang wanted to eat in the cafeteria together, saying that he had been thinking about Su Yuan's matter all afternoon, and said: "The last time I was so disturbed was the matter of my younger brother and Zou Nan. In fact, I was very worried at the time. , I am worried that you will be destroyed step by step by Zou Nan."

Zhuang wanted to blink.

In fact, he almost forgot about this person, and only recalled it after being mentioned by Qi Beizhen and Song Yichen one after another.I have forgotten the face, but I only remember the person who put the nail in his shoe.

Zhuang Xiang propped his chin and said, "It's not about collapse, it's just about being angry."

Zhuang Xiang respects his hobbies very much.

He will not allow anyone to take away his choice unless he gives it up himself.This is the most important point of Zou Nan's anger, followed by his unstoppable mouth.

Song Yichen also recalled the young man who was smiling in the corridor but made decisive moves and didn't give anyone any time to react.

that contrast...

He subconsciously glanced at Zhuang Xiang who was sitting opposite him.

Zhuang wondered, "What's wrong?"

His misty blue hair is a little lighter than when he first dyed it, and it falls between the eyebrows and eyes, giving people a sense of sight that seems to have come out of a comic. When he smiles, he is as friendly as a little sun.

Song Yi sank back to his senses and scratched his head: "No. I just feel that my brother's temper seems to be improving besides the stage..."

His voice became smaller and smaller.

Zhuang thought: "Did I have a bad temper before?"

"It's not like this. My brother has always had a good temper."

Otherwise, Zhuang Xiang's popularity at the base would not be so good, but——

"For example, Ming Lan, I think he is more annoying than Zou Nan at that time. After listening to brother Su Yuan's report, my fists are in. I thought my brother would teach him a lesson, even if it was just verbal."

Zhuang Xiang laughed when he heard the words: "Ming Lan can't reach Zou Nan's level when it comes to making people angry."

At that time, Zou Nan cursed him to the grave, but Ming Lan didn't tear off the mask of gentleness.He doesn't want to collapse the human design, which is the easiest advantage for Zhuang Xiang to get.

Zhuang Xiang smiled and showed his canine teeth, and the expression of the little beast was quite bluffing: "Besides, the future will be long."

If Ming Lan did something disgusting like Zou Nan, Zhuang wondered if he would endure it.

Song Yichen shrugged.

The life of the base players has not changed in general, it is still practice and practice.After the evening practice, Su Yuan was taken away by people in the company. Zhuang wanted to go to the cafeteria to buy custard buns before returning to the dormitory after seeing him off.

As he passed the small balcony next to the stairwell, he happened to see a wisp of smoke drifting off.

There are a small number of boys in the base who can smoke.Although this is something that is expressly prohibited, it is a tacit secret, just like stealing a cell phone.

When he was young, Zhuang Xiang once snatched a friend's cigarette and took two puffs. He didn't think it was so wonderful, and he didn't even understand how this thing could win people's favor.

Friends in the second stage of middle school have a deep sense of explanation: tobacco and alcohol are the most paralyzing things.

I don't know who wants to paralyze myself again.

When Zhuang wanted to pass by, he glanced in casually, and then stopped in his tracks.

——Ming Lan.

He leaned against the wooden railing entwined with fake vines, his fingertips wreathed in smoke.

Where there is no camera, he looks much more numb.

Or it shouldn't be called numbness, it's just that Zhuang Xiang couldn't find a more suitable adjective to describe the empty and pale state... In short, there is no gentle and elegant temperament under the camera, but it can't be called bad. the reversal.

Zhuang wanted to recall Zou Nan.

In front of the stage, Zou Nan was a carefree, sunny, sporty and warm man, while the audience was an out-and-out lunatic.

There is also Jiang Hui, who is timid and cowardly in front of others, but punches hard when he is behind.

Ming Lan's contrast is not the same as theirs.

Even compared to his fake tenderness under the camera, which makes people feel uncomfortable, he looks disheartened and calm in the audience, which makes people feel more comfortable.

Seeing Zhuang Xiang through the smoke, Ming Lan subconsciously took a step back to give up the position next to the railing.After Zhuang Xiang raised his eyebrows, he stood further away in silence, sighed himself, flicked the cigarette ash, and said nothing.

Zhuang Xiang stared at him for two seconds, and the words he said last time sounded in his ears: "If I grow up with Xiang Ran..."

Zhuang Xiang frowned.

Because of selfishness, no matter how inconceivable the contrast Ming Lan showed, he still couldn't get a good impression of Ming Lan.

Without him, Zhuang wanted to be careful.And what Ming Lan said at the beginning made him very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that even when he thinks about it now, there is still a very strong sense of diaphragm surrounding him.

Zhuang wants to not like being replaced, nor does he like his friends being possessed by others, and his existence will be erased from his life-even if such a situation only exists in a hypothetical.

Zhuang Xiang pressed the tip of his tongue against the canine teeth, narrowed his eyes and staggered away from him, and looked up at the moonlight.

Although I was inexplicably concerned about it, but I wanted to pursue it, but it was a little dull.

Zhuang Xiang felt that his pursuit should be set a little further.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and wanted to walk away, but he heard footsteps on the balcony.Ming Lan hesitantly made a sound, Zhuang wanted to slow down his pace, but he didn't hear what he continued to say.

Zhuang Xiang then stopped and turned his head, his eyes darting back and forth on his face.

Ming Lan froze for a moment.

It was the first time—no, the second time—that he saw the frightening insight and aggressiveness of this clean, youthful boy in real life rather than on stage.

As for last time.

He once watched the quarrel between Zhuang Xiang and Zou Nan among the crowd.

Zhuang Xiang's heart is as vigorous and decisive as his typhoon, and to provoke him requires the awareness to burn with him.

Ming Lan is still not sure whether her actions are correct.

He bought character designs and scripts, and followed the company's arrangements to get to where he is now.The second male has the second most votes at the scene. If all goes well, he will at least be able to enter the debut position in the upcoming ranking announcement.

It stands to reason that he should continue, according to the broker's plan.

But Zhuang thought it was a variable, and this variable happened to appear next to his opponent.

Seeing that Zhuang Xiang was just looking at him without speaking, Ming Lan hesitated for a while and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Zhuang Xiang looked at him with indifferent eyes and said, "I thought you had something to say."

Ming Lan shook her head slowly.

Zhuang Xiang's curiosity was hooked.He recalled the things that Qi Beizhen analyzed during the day, took a few steps closer, stood by the glass door of the balcony, leaned against the door frame with his pockets in his pocket, and asked, "Do you think you can make your debut?"

Zhuang Xiang's voice elongated slightly in the night wind, and the wind blew his misty blue hair.There is no need to perform deliberately, his face and eyes are full of a kind of spirit that has never been cultivated.

Ming Lan stared at him, not knowing what emotion she was feeling.

He knew that Zhuang Xiang's question now was of course not out of any kindness, maybe... he was just asking for Su Yuan.

He was jealous of Xiang Ran, Zhuang Xiang, and Su Yuan, and felt extremely aggrieved.

After a while, Ming Lan couldn't help laughing, feeling like a lemon tree full of fruits.This funny thought flashed away, and then he restrained his smile and replied: "Only by myself, I'm not sure."

Zhuang Xiang smiled, "Yes, uncertainty is the root of all actions."

Ming Lan was silent.

Zhuang wanted to say, "It can be seen that you really want to debut."

Ming Lan said: "Who wouldn't want to make a debut? I've been thinking about it for several years. If I can, I don't want to use extreme means."

He admitted it.

Zhuang Xiang was a little surprised, and then said: "It doesn't seem very fair to other people."

"In your opinion, this is unfair." Ming Lan said, "But in my opinion, this is also a battle, just like you and Sheng Jun before, it is normal. After all, Su Yuan is not a self-employed individual fighting alone. The shadow behind him Entertainment and my company are on the same level, it's not a fight, it's a confrontation."

"The participation of the forces behind it will definitely affect other players. But even if we don't mention this for now..." Zhuang Xiang narrowed his eyes, "Don't you think about what may happen when your two companies face the two of you?" Are resources allocated differently?"

The allocation of resources is different, and of course there is no fairness in the confrontation.

"Think about it. If the company pays more attention to me than Su Yuan's company..."

Ming Lan flicked the soot away from the railing, followed the scattered dust with her eyes, and said, "That proves that my commercial value is higher than his, and I should debut to create higher value."