Don't take the milk attack inappropriately

The factory building was built in the suburbs, the shooting location was in the suburbs, and their dormitory was also in the suburbs.

The fully enclosed management prevents artists from contacting the outside world at will, but this is only for amateurs who have no status and enthusiasm. For Shang Tong, it is possible to bring a life assistant.

The car didn't enter their dormitory area, but directly drove into the shooting location. Shang Tong was dragged away to put on makeup and was ready to start shooting.

A hundred teenagers shared three dressing rooms, so it was conceivable how crowded it was. Some simply brought their own cosmetics and squatted in the corridor to do their makeup.

For those with big companies behind them, most of them have established a good relationship with the program group, and have a special makeup artist to help them put on makeup and arrange their clothes.

"I'm going out first." Jiang Yan was very uncomfortable in the crowded dressing room, and some artists had no place to change clothes, and they were boys again, so they took off their shirts and changed into singing clothes in the dressing room.

All of them didn't shy away from it, but Jiang Yan, who was already bent, had eyes hurting, and always felt that he was taking advantage of others.

Shang Tong nodded, the make-up artist was applying lip gloss to him, so he didn't speak, just made a hum with his nose.

Jiang Yan quickly flashed out of the dressing room, the corridor was also full of people, Jiang Yan carefully avoided the bags and legs under his feet, and finally arrived at a corner of the corridor that was not too crowded.

The text message on the mobile phone rang, and it was the director of the program group who knew that Jiang Yan was here, and asked him to follow them to watch the contestants' performances in the staff seats.

Jiang Yan replied briefly, put away his phone, and was thinking about how to get to the shooting location, because the factory rented by the program group was like a huge maze.

The stage, dormitory, and practice room of the students will be here in the future. It is huge and winding. Jiang Yan regrets not asking the staff for a map.

Suddenly a small cry was heard, "Sir, can you do me a favor?"

Jiang Yan heard the reputation and looked around, only to find a young man sitting in the corner, with brown hair lying softly on his forehead, fiddling with an eyeliner in his hand, not knowing what to do with the small mirror.

Looking at Jiang Yan with shyness, "I don't know how to draw eyeliner, sir, can you help me?"

"You can go to a makeup artist or someone else." Jiang Yan refused without thinking, and then wanted to help the boy find someone.

However, after seeing the artists who were all busy and unable to take care of themselves, they silently squatted down in front of the lost boy, "I'm not very good at this stuff, so don't blame me if you don't draw well."

Seeing that the gentleman in front of him was willing to help, the young man showed a smile, and quickly handed the things to Jiang Yan, "No." After saying that, the young man closed his eyes.

Jiang Yan also watched a lot of people put on makeup, imitating their techniques in a decent way, tracing and tracing, and finally finished two eyeliners.

"Don't open your eyes, you'll get smudged later." Jiang Yan stopped the young man who wanted to open his eyes to look in the mirror, and blew lightly to make the eyeliner dry faster.

"Okay, open your eyes." Jiang Yan looked at his work with satisfaction, and suddenly found that he still has some talent for makeup.

The boy stared at himself in the mirror with wide eyes, "I'm going to change clothes, sir." Holding the backpack in his arms, the boy ran towards the bathroom at the end of the corridor, turning his head and saying to Jiang Yan, "Thank you, sir."

After Jiang Yan nodded, he turned around and was about to find the way to the shooting scene, but he saw Shang Tong standing not far away. Shang Tong had already changed his clothes, and his makeup was exquisite. His slightly messy hair could tell that he was changing clothes in a hurry.

"So fast." Jiang Yan was a little surprised, walked over and hung Shang Tong's slipping hair behind his ears, and said a little embarrassed, "Going to the first scene? I seem to be at a loss."

"Brother Jiang..." Shang Tong looked away from the boy who ran into the bathroom, and wanted to say something, but finally he sighed, "Let's go, I know the way."

When they arrived at the venue, Jiang Yan separated from Shang Tong, and sat with the director team. Some of them were managers or life assistants brought by artists, but most of them had to respectfully call Brother Jiang when they saw Jiang Yan.

He was not interested in how to shoot and how to shoot Jiang Yan. He sat on a chair bored and waited for the contestants to enter the arena one by one.

At the beginning, it was seat selection, then a talent show performance, and then the tutor taught in different classes.

When Shang Tong appeared on the stage, the people in the audience exclaimed, there was no one who didn't know Shang Tong, and even some mentors had worked with Shang Tong.

The filming progressed until midnight, and Shang Tong's appearance undoubtedly gave everyone a boost, and Jiang Yan also cheered up.

An original song and dance completely repelled everyone's sleepiness.

Shang Tong's strength is undoubtedly a class A player, Jiang Yan also saw Lin Zhehan, although Lin Zhehan's dancing is not as good as Shang Tong, but with his ethereal singing voice, he also entered class A.

Just as everyone held their breaths and waited for He Fangsheng to appear next, a limp boy poked his head out and looked at the camera and everyone in shock like a bunny.

"Hi everyone, my name is Miao Fu, and I'm a personal trainee." Miao Fu looked at everyone with round eyes, and began to perform under the guidance of the instructor.

Miao Fu's singing and dancing are undoubtedly incomparable with artists who have been systematically trained by a special company, but the youthful and pure temperament in him is not found in those artists who work mechanically day after day.

Looking behind the camera, Miao Fuka slipped into class A with a special feeling.

While the crowd was cheering, he was still in a daze. After accidentally seeing Jiang Yan in the director's team, he even waved to Jiang Yan in front of everyone.

In order not to embarrass him, Jiang Yan responded to him.

Sitting next to Shang Tong was Lin Zhehan, and Lin Zhehan leaned closer and said, "Senior Shang Tong, is that a new trainee in your company? Or did Brother Jiang accept him privately?"

"I don't know." Shang Tong's attitude was very indifferent, and his face that was already cold due to exhaustion became even colder, causing those artists who wanted to come up to say hello to Shang Tong to look back in fear.

Shang Tong's gaze stayed on Jiang Yan's body. Jiang Yan, who was chatting and laughing with the director team, accurately felt the gaze on his body. Looking back, he found that it was Shang Tong, who bent his eyes and smiled at him.

The villain, who was still cold-faced and exuding a cold breath, immediately languished, and nodded softly to Jiang Yan.

It was about when the sun rose that the talent show of one hundred students ended. Everyone was full of exhaustion, followed the guidance of the staff, and headed to the dormitory with their luggage.

The dormitories are classified according to classes. There are four people in each dormitory, and the bathing, office and sleeping places are all in the same room, which is a bit like a university dormitory.

The purpose of the program is to come here, no matter how big a celebrity you are, you are a new student here, and you have the same starting point as everyone else.

Students are not allowed to learn to communicate with the outside world, nor can they order takeaway food. They can only eat in the cafeteria.

But Jiang Yan was not a student. He thought that Shang Tong must be hungry after staying up all night, so he immediately ordered buns and porridge, and brought some for the other three roommates along the way.

Knocking on the door of the dormitory, it was Shang Tong who opened the door. Shang Tong's hair was still dripping with water, and the white short sleeves on his body were stained with dark marks by the water.

Seeing that it was Jiang Yan who came, he was taken aback for a moment, and called out in a low voice, "Brother."

"I haven't eaten since I got off the plane. Even my stomach must be hungry. The takeaway I ordered doesn't count as your violation." Jiang Yan raised the packaging bag in his hand and smiled.

There were two other roommates who came after hearing the sound. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhehan lived with the young monk named Miao Fu, Shang Tong.

"Brother Jiang, come and bring us something to eat! I'm almost starving."

Lin Zhehan stepped forward and took the things from Jiang Yan's hand politely, quickly put them on the table and opened them, and exclaimed, "Fried buns, although the calories are high, you can still eat some after working hard all night."

"Sir?" Miao Fu was wearing shorts and short sleeves, with slender arms and legs, and thought that Jiang Yan was a staff member of the crew, but now it seems that is not the case.

"Your name is Miao Fu." Jiang Yan stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Jiang Yan, Shang Tong's manager."

Miao Fu immediately became uncomfortable, held Jiang Yan's hand a little jerky, and said quickly, "Hello, hello."

Shang Tong glanced past the hands of the two, "Brother, let's come in and have some food together."

Jiang Yan was not very hungry, because the staff always brought some snacks with them, and he ate a lot while chatting.

So Jiang Yan moved the bench and sat beside him, looking around the dormitory, "There are four people in a dormitory, do you still have one?"

"I don't know, there were only three of us when we came." Shang Tong wiped his mouth gracefully, and stopped after taking a few mouthfuls. The same is true for Lin Zhehan. Eating too much carbohydrates will make you swollen, but he is not fat under the camera. It's that simple.

Miao Fu was still eating alone, and he was still a little puzzled why the others didn't eat it. Jiang Yan stopped him and told him that he needed to control his diet to be on camera, and Miao Fu suddenly realized.

The teenagers finished their breakfast, and all went to bed to catch up on sleep, and Jiang Yan also went back to his room to sleep, after all, he also stayed up all night.

Just as Jiang Yan cleaned up the food scraps for them and was about to leave, Shang Tong climbed down from the upper bunk and followed Jiang Yan to the door.

The whole factory fell into sleep and became quiet. Shang Tong felt that he finally had time to be alone with Jiang Yan, "Brother, you should go back to rest earlier."

"I know, I checked the schedule, you have to go to vocal music class in the afternoon, and rest early." Jiang Yan patted Shang Tong on the shoulder, signaling him to go back.

Since he became an agent, he discovered that the life of an artist is really hard, and he keeps doing boring training to enhance his muscle memory.

In this era when star idols are changing and accelerating, if you stop moving forward, you will only be overwhelmed by the back wave, so everyone is running forward desperately, racing desperately against time.

Jiang Yan's room was on the same floor as the staff, but it was a separate room. After returning to the room, Jiang Yan quickly washed up and climbed onto the bed.

Sometimes it's really not that he doesn't want to follow the artists, but that he follows the work and rest of those young artists. He estimates that he will retire a few years earlier.

Jiang Yan fell asleep until the afternoon, and woke up groggy. The first thing he did was to open the social software to see what happened while he was sleeping.

Fortunately, the entire team of managers and assistants is like a huge machine, even if Jiang Yan leaves it for a short time, it can continue to operate in an orderly manner.

Went to the cafeteria to eat something simple, Jiang Yan stopped when passing the training room, the courses of trainees in each class are different, Jiang Yan walked all the way, with indescribable emotion in his heart.