Days dominated by wife-watching demons

Without looking at it, he stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket, and then took out his mobile phone to answer.

It was her cousin who called.

An Jing's parents left unexpectedly when she was in the third year of junior high school, leaving her and An Yang, who was just born at that time, to depend on each other. Relatives kicked them around like footballs, and they didn't want to take two troubles home.

At the funeral, only the aunt from a poor family took the initiative to take the responsibility of adopting the two. This cousin was the only son of the aunt.

"Hey, cousin." An Jing said, feeling a little uneasy, after all, it was never good for this cousin to find her.

"Why haven't you called me for this month's medical bills? You've been crying with us all day, saying you don't have any money. Do you want to save all the money for my mother's funeral?"

The cousin's voice was too penetrating, An Jing immediately lowered her head, and glanced at An Yang who was listening curiously. The latter pouted, and consciously raised his hands to cover his ears, leaving only a pair of shiny Big eyes flicker.

"The boss said that this month's salary will be delayed, and I will pay it when he does."

"Don't think that I don't know that you have saved a lot of private money. When you were spotted by a scout and signed to the company, your family thought that you would become a big star and you could finally enjoy life. What happened! You ungrateful thing , I don’t take any money home.” The man’s scolding did not subside because of An Jing’s compromise, but became more chattering.

An Jing sullenly listened to him vent all his anger.

It's not bad that she signed with a brokerage company. She signed a contract with a sophomore in high school. It has been five years since she was a trainee who has no pay and occasionally pays training fees, but there is no news of her debut.

An Jing didn't want her aunt to be under too much pressure, so she voluntarily chose to give up going to college, and went out to work while practicing and waiting for her debut, but in the end, she came to the company last month and said that there would be no more girl group news in the past five years.

Five years later and another five years, An Jing is 22 years old this year, she doesn't know how many five years she has left to wait, but if she terminates the contract and goes to another company, she will face huge liquidated damages.

But at this juncture, my aunt fell ill and was hospitalized, my uncle's salary was not enough to support the family, and my cousin had been resting at home without a job for three years after graduation. An Jing had to take responsibility and earn part of her medical expenses.

"I'll give it as soon as I said it. I still have something to do now, so I'll hang up first." It was difficult for An Jing to maintain a good tone when talking to this kind of person. Before the other party started the next wave of verbal attacks, she hung up first. drop the phone.

"Sister..." An Yang saw that An Jing's mood was dark at the moment, and took the initiative to hold her with her little hand, "You are going to dance later, right? I like watching you dance the most."

Seeing Anyang's smiling face, An Jing also pulled the corners of her mouth at her, making a barely smiling expression, "Are you hungry, I'll buy you something to eat first."

After dinner, An Jing went to the pharmacy to buy gauze to help An Yang treat the wound, and warned her again that she must tell herself next time she was bullied at school.

It was still early to arrive at the dance room. Usually there should be no one in the classroom at this time, but at this time there was a large crowd. Some people saw An Jing take the initiative to gather around, and some of them were trainees from the same company.

"An Jing, you also saw the notification in the group?"

"What notice?" An Jing had been busy all day, except for the phone call with her cousin, she didn't touch her phone much.

"AW will come to pick someone today, and the artist director will come in person! I heard that their company will soon launch a new girl group, but there is no suitable candidate for the remaining vacancy, and now they are looking for a needle in a haystack."

"AW..." It is impossible for Anjing to know about this company. The combination that can debut here has never been unpopular. This is due to their mature team planning system and rich resources in the circle.

An Jing had thought countless times that if she were a trainee in this company, she might not have to live in such a passive way. For this reason, she could put in ten times and a hundred times more effort than she does now.

"However, the notice said... trainees or artists who have signed contracts with other companies are not allowed to interview." The girl who spoke looked at An Jing cautiously.

"What's the matter." A trainee from the same company as An Jing interjected, "How will you know if you don't try, maybe you can be so good that people are willing to pay liquidated damages and accept it, right, An Jing."

An Jing doesn't have time to talk to people she doesn't know well, but her words are worth thinking about.

In the case of AW, he must be able to pay her liquidated damages.

"Sister... Cousin sent a lot of messages." An Yang, who was sitting on the stool and fiddling with An Jing's mobile phone, raised his head, shrank his neck and handed the mobile phone in front of her.

"Well, sister understands, sit here for a while now, don't run around, and ask the teacher to accompany you when you have something to go out." An Jing only said such a long word when facing Anyang. After telling her sister, she Turn around and follow the big team to the selection classroom.

While queuing up outside to fill out the form, the trainee from the same company touched me again.

"An Jing, I have something to go back home early, can you change the order with me?"

An Jing finished filling out the form before putting down her pen and staring at her. She didn't know this trainee very well, and she only talked to the trainee a few times during the same period of signing. She didn't really mind changing the order, but she didn't think it would be of no benefit either. Sometimes, I have to help an unfamiliar contemporaneous.

"Really, I beg you, I've asked them to refuse other people, but you are different, you dance so well, you can definitely be selected in the morning and evening." The girl rubbed her hands together Hand, "I have inquired for you, the artist director of AW will stay here until the end, and changing positions with me will definitely not affect you."

An Jing didn't say anything, but the staff who shouted came out first, "Which of you two is next?"

"Me!" The girl quickly raised her hand, and then took the sign that An Jing led and squeezed in through the crack of the door.

An Jing looked at the number plate that was forced into her hand, and finally understood why girls were rejected by so many people.

A total of less than two hundred people lined up, and the number in her hand was 158.

"Be careful, don't be too nervous, I don't dare to move even if I'm stared at by the people inside." The girl who came out just now was so nervous that her teeth chattered, her eyes were red, "The director looks young, but her eyes It was so scary, I was so scared that I made two wrong moves."

Soon someone came up to comfort her. An Jing sat on the sidelines and watched with cold eyes. Since she is going to be on stage, she must be fully prepared, and a good mental state is also part of her strength.

After waiting for only 5 minutes, seven or eight people came out intermittently. The average time for one person to dance was less than 1 minute. I guess the people inside were impatient.

Calculating the time, An Jing felt that it was her turn to pay back an hour. She worried that An Yang would not be safe in the classroom alone, so she stood up and returned to the classroom just now.

In the empty classroom, only the lights in the last row were turned on. AW made such a fuss that all the people who came to class lost their mind to practice.

An Jing walked over and turned on all the lights, and said to An Yang who was reading with gusto, "It's so dark, it's not good for your eyes."

"I know, sister." Anyang has developed a good habit since she was a child, not to waste water and electricity, so she just turned off the extra lights when she waited for someone to go out, "Have you finished your interview?"

"No, I'm at the back." An Jing took off her down jacket, revealing the short sleeves inside and her two white arms that passed the wall.

"I'll catch a cold, sister." An Yang raised her little feet and imitated An Jing's tone of speaking, but she said it as if she was acting like a baby.

"I won't be cold after I exercise." An Jing doesn't seem to have much flesh, and her skin is so pale that it is sickly, but it is not fragile at all. Even under the high-intensity training-part-time job-study painting tour, she The physical fitness is higher than most girls.

Since there was an extra hour of preparation out of thin air, An Jing didn't intend to just wait.

In the player, I found the songs of the AW girl group group Dahong, and chose a song that I can dance to start practicing.

Squatting down and putting the phone in front of her to start recording, this is a habit formed by An Jing's practice, which is very helpful in correcting her expression and gaze during exercise.

Standing in the middle of the mirror with two straight and slender legs, An Jing raised her head slightly and stretched her body, posing in a ready pose. At this moment, the empty dance studio seemed to be a stage specially prepared for her, and the lights cast a light on An Jing's skin. The aperture makes her look like an unreal existence.

The moment the music started, her calm eyes suddenly changed. With the slender eyelashes raised, those eyes were filled with a charming look that no one else had seen before. It was different from the coquettish beauty written in the book, but A unique style of softness and toughness, if someone passes by, they will definitely stop and take a closer look.

And this dancing posture is poisonous with thorns, and it becomes the dancer's bag at a glance, and it will be unforgettable after being pricked by her poisonous thorns.

The seemingly clean and neat movements are actually extremely tense. With the dancing of the body, An Jing's long hair draped behind her head is also waving gracefully in the air. This may be what people say in the circle, she can dance Some people can even dance beautifully with their hair.

An Jing buried her head in silence and recorded several times, and did not stop to rest until she couldn't see any flaws in the video. An Yang immediately stood up and clapped her hands with dignity.

"My sister dances really well!"

"It's almost time for me." An Jing put the phone into her pocket, patted An Yang on the head, "Wait."

When I went back to the selection classroom, most of the people waiting in front of the door were gone. An Jing looked at the number plate that ranked first from the table, and she hadn't arrived yet.

"Those who are still waiting, take a look at me." After a short wait, the staff who called the number came out and shouted with a loudspeaker.

An Jing peeked inside through the crack of the door, and seeing that the main seat was empty, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

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