Gold Medal Director [Entertainment]

Song Yu did not take the position of manager, but entered Xinghai as a non-staff member.

When the senior leaders are meeting, they sit in the small chairs at the end of the conference room and listen to their nonsense.

The others saw an unfamiliar face but because of their seats, they didn't take this person seriously, thinking that it was just a new rookie here to practice and experience, so they didn't give Song Yu a look while talking.

Song Yu was sitting at the end just facing Du Wenzhou, looking across the long conference table from a distance. From this angle, he could see all of Du Wenzhou's expressions, from normal to dark, and finally his face was completely dark. green.

When a high-level executive proposed to take advantage of the popularity to give Cheng Fei to Heihong to make his second solo debut, Du Wenzhou finally couldn't help but dropped the folder and told them to get out.

——How this group of people managed to sustain the company for six years is also a big anecdote in the industry.

The crowd withdrew one after another, and the meeting room was empty. Du Wenzhou put one hand on his forehead to cover his eyes, and rubbed his temples with his fingers with the other hand.

Song Yu quietly went to the tea room to get him a cup of hot water and put it in front of him.

"Drink some water, it's tiring to listen to them for so long, take a breath slowly."

Du Wenzhou raised his head and opened his big crystal eyes aggrievedly, "Can you understand my feelings now?"

Song Yu said, "I can."

This is simply a kind of mental torture... Du Wenzhou is suffering.

Song Yu pulled out the chair and sat down next to Du Wenzhou, touched the top of his head distressedly, and then touched a hand of pomade.

……

"I observed it during the meeting just now," Song Yu said without changing his expression, "Chen who proposed to let Cheng Fei solo, Liu who insisted on letting Huang Yu be discharged from the hospital immediately, and Wang who kept saying that he would give up direct sky , these three people—”

Du Wenzhou followed the conversation, "Are they all the focus of attention?"

"No. They're all pig heads."

Uh……

"However, although these people's way of thinking is a little strange with low intelligence, but at least they are using their brains and thinking about Xinghai. Even if the rotten wood is indestructible, they may not have bad intentions."

Song Yu turned around his neck, which was a little stiff from holding a posture for a long time, "It's Zhang who doesn't say a word, which is a bit interesting. He is a careful person."

Song Yu played back the video of the meeting just now, and very smoothly hugged Wen Zhou and the two of them watched it together.

Song Yu, who was immersed in his work, didn't notice that because of his action, Mr. Du's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up undetectably because of his action.

"You see, although this Zhang hardly spoke the whole time, but when what Chen, Liu and Wang said was so unreliable, he nodded at everyone, expressing his support and approval in his eyes.

However, when a small manager suggested that Han Xi should be soloed to save the situation, he gave the man a glare to prevent him from continuing, and then the point of view fell away. "

"Even if that Zhang is so stupid, it is impossible to agree with the views of three people at the same time - Chen means to support Cheng Fei, Liu means to save Sky, and Wang means to give up the group directly. This is obviously Three opposing views."

Du Wenzhou slowly put his hands on his daughter-in-law's waist, narrowed his eyes dangerously, "It's like——hoping that Xinghai will be chaotic and then destroyed."

After lunch in the company cafeteria, Song Yu followed Du Wenzhou to the trainee area.

If Song Yu still had a very weak sense of presence in the morning meeting, then the two of them ostentatiously ate together and chatted casually at noon, which made Xinghai executives feel tight.

This kid who appeared out of nowhere became a popular person around the president, but they couldn't find out who he was from, as if he really came to the company today.

In fact, what Song Yu wants is this effect. These people seem to be as quiet as chickens, but the speed of spreading news behind them has caught up with the Internet.

When he went to the practice room in the afternoon, the people there were respectful and gentle, obviously "knowing" him in advance.

Rao is how calm and easy-going Song Yu was in everything, but he no longer pretended to be perfect when he arrived at the door.

The practice room, a place that is both familiar and unfamiliar to him, he never thought that one day he would be able to step back again.

While hesitating, a pair of warm big hands came up from the right, Song Yu looked up, and saw Du Wenzhou smiling at him gently, with comfort and encouragement in his smile.

Suddenly he was not afraid, took Du Wenzhou's hand behind his back and pushed open the door, and strode inside.

What greeted Song Yu was not the sound of neat footsteps and sweat all over the floor, except for a small number of active dancers practicing alone in twos and threes, more people were sitting on the ground chatting.

The people in the room didn't know Song Yu, but they knew more or less what their president looked like. When they saw it, Du Wenzhou came in and quickly put down the things in his hands and stood in two rows.

In a panic, a little boy dropped out the cigarettes in his pocket, and was frantically picking them up one by one.

Not only Du Wenzhou, but even Song Yu's face turned black.

Is he going to pick out a group of elites here and cultivate a heavenly group? ...Compared to this, he would rather believe that he did not wake up.

——Mr. Lu Lao said, you can't give up, you have to believe that everything is possible.Song Yu tried to comfort himself, then cleared his throat.

"Everyone, put on your name tags now, boys are on the left and girls are on the right, the assessment will be in half an hour!"

"Teacher," said a little yellow-haired man with a hippie smile, "Where is the man and woman standing, in the middle?

There was a low-pitched suffocated laughter from the crowd, and it was all scattered.

Song Yu continued gently,

"I'll say it again, the boy is on the left and the girl is on the right, the one who spoke just now," Song Yu raised his hand and pointed at the little yellow hair, "You can go now."

"Damn it, it's too unfair to be exempted from the exam."

"I mean," Song Yu blinked, "he can go home, forever."

After Xiao Huangmao struggled a few times and was "sent" out by the security guards, the practice room was completely silent, and the people who were laughing just now put away their usual idleness and stood silently according to the requirements, not daring to look directly at the front of two people.

Song Yu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the group of little guys, obviously most of them didn't know the significance of the assessment.

"I'll just say it this time, the assessment is not an exam. Tonight, some of you can go home with your luggage, just like the one just now.

After the meeting is over, you can go anywhere, but half an hour later, everyone will gather here and stand up in the current way. If you are late without a valid reason, even for a second, it will be considered an automatic exit. "

"have you understood!"

A whispered question came from the crowd, "What's the eligibility criteria?"

"Not bad, this time the question is finally not nonsense,"

Song Yu took off his hat and curled the corners of his lips maliciously, "——The assessment criteria this time is that I have the final say."

Even though she was a little bloated from going to bed late and didn't have a hairstyle, Song Yu's appearance was still amazing.

There were gasping sounds among the trainees, and they secretly guessed what this person was doing.

Song Yu was very satisfied with the effect of the reaction, and waved them away.Seeing that there was no one in the room, Song Yu turned to Du Wenzhou, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

When Song Yu said this, Du Wenzhou, like the group of trainees, was admiring the man's different temperament than usual.

Just now when Song Yu stood in the center, Du Wenzhou felt a bit oppressed by the aura that emanated for a moment. It was a mixture of self-confidence and pride in ability.

Different from the usual soft and cute cats, this kind of Song Yu's manly masculine charm made Du Wenzhou almost sink into it.

"Baby, you are really like Pandora's box, you can always show me a different side, but every side is so attractive, I'm afraid you will be pried away if I don't pay attention."

Song Yu yelled at him, "Why can you suddenly speak human language? Where did you learn the crash course?"

Du Wenzhou answered fluently, "I learned it online."

Song Yu: "..."

Just why shouldn't you ask, he said how hooligans have become like a human being recently, co-authoring text feeds full of capitalism.

Half an hour later, the trainees returned to the practice room to stand upright as required, but the 46 people just now became 44 people.

Song Yu didn't seem to notice, and directly announced the start of the assessment.

"This assessment is divided into two parts. The rigid requirement is that everyone must perform singing and dancing, either alone or in a team, and the requirement does not exceed one and a half minutes. This is the first part.

The second part is that everyone has a 30-second free show after one and a half minutes, you can do anything, even talk about cross talk, or just step off the stage-hey, hey, pay attention to the people outside, this is the assessment site Can not enter, the audience can stand outside. "

The two breathless people running outside shouted, "Teacher, we are trainees!"

"You are already a crowd." Song Yu looked at the two of them coldly, as if the gentleness before was just an illusion, "I talked for half an hour, but you were one minute late, and you automatically gave up your trainee status."

"No, we went home to change our shoes, but we got stuck in traffic on the way back. We didn't mean to be late..."

Song Yu calmly listened to the two people's explanations, but this time he said to the forty or so trainees, "First, you came to the practice room but you didn't wear shoes that can dance. There is a problem with your attitude."

"We will change!"

"Secondly, Han Xi also encountered the same surprise assessment back then, but he has never been lazy. He just finished participating in the school's activities and didn't have time to change his leather shoes, and then he took off his shoes and danced the whole way barefoot. "

"Actually, the second point is also a matter of attitude. For Han Xi back then, the assessment was a life-and-death battle. Under the nervous feeling that he would be eliminated at any time, his first reaction was that he could not give up with bare feet. But for you, the assessment obviously does not have a pair of Comfortable shoes are important."

"Probably many people here are like you, but sorry, you are out of luck."

"Teacher..., we know we are wrong, but can't we forgive us once and let us stay? Just once..."

The boy pleaded bitterly, but Song Yu remained indifferent.

"Rules are rules. But I didn't stop you from entering Xinghai. If you want to continue to be trainees, there will be company auditions every Saturday. Start from the junior class F and start from scratch. If you can still do it within a year Stand in front of me, then I promise to take you personally."

The two of them bit their lower lips tightly, and after a while they realized that Song Yu really wouldn't let them in, so they finally lowered their heads and left dejectedly.

One of the boys walked a few steps and suddenly turned around, "Teacher, do you keep your word? My name is Ren Qi. We will meet here again within a year."

Song Yu slightly bent his lips, "Okay, I look forward to the day when we meet again."

After a round of assessment, only 40 of the original 12 people remained, and the rest were sent back to the corresponding class according to their strength.

The twelve trainees stood in a row. Although they were still ignorant, there was a firmness and light in their eyes that they didn't have before.

Song Yu stood in front of them with his hands behind his back, feeling the changes in this group of rookies, he was actually happy in his heart.

After the impetuosity and prosperity faded away, it is not that this group of trainees is without malleable talents, and he already knows the key training list in his heart.

"What does it mean to be an artist? What does it mean to debut?"

Song Yu let out a breath slowly, as if caught in some kind of memory.

"You are now in class A, the debut preparation students in the industry, the group of people who are closest to their dreams."

"Maybe you also like to sing, like to dance, and look forward to the stage. But some people regard these as their own destiny. In order to be able to sing, he can leave his hometown, give up his studies and excellent future, and give up everything;

In order to dance, he can only sleep for three or four hours a day, and the sweat in the practice room can soak the entire floor.

He's just there for that moment on stage because that's what his life is all about.And you, can you do it? "

There was no sound in the practice room, and with the lowered head, no one was sure that I could.

Song Yu shook his head, freeing himself from those messy emotions.

"I don't ask you to do the same, but at least I hope you can take it seriously. Everyone's dream deserves to be taken seriously. Even if you fail in the end, at least you haven't regretted it."

Song Yu put on his baseball cap again, lowered the brim of the hat and walked out of the practice room. He should be happy, but he couldn't smile at all.

After today, these children should face up to their own attitudes again, and they should also practice hard day and night, and finally grow into towering trees one by one.Just like them back then.

Sheng Yuan, Du Feng, Xue Fan, and... Ning Lin, it would be great if you could be here now...

Just like these fresh trainees, why the fuck is there no if, why can't we start all over again...

Song Yu felt the footsteps behind him approaching, and a familiar woody fragrance wafted over. Du Wenzhou slowly wrapped his arms around his shoulders from behind, "It's okay baby, I'm here."

Song Yu calmed down, and asked in a muffled voice, "You didn't say much just now, you just watched my performance there, didn't you?"

Du Wenzhou kissed the back of Song Yu's head, and wrapped him in his arms extremely gently, deepening the hug. "I believe you can do it, so I just stand behind and watch."

"Song Yu, I regret not being able to participate in your past, but no matter what happens in the future, as long as you are tired, difficult or hurt, just look back at any time, I will always be behind you."

"Is this also learned from the Internet?"

"No," Du Wenzhou said softly, "It's sincere."

The author has something to say:

This chapter is long!Ask for comments and hugs!After typing more than 4000 words in one breath, I have a bit of a migraine, and I need to be hugged and coaxed to get better...