Days dominated by wife-watching demons

"The director has something to leave, and the remaining people are divided into a group of five people to come in for an interview."

A group of five people is to speed up the progress. God knows their director sits in it every minute, and his face looks ugly every minute. As the person in charge of the interview, she is very flustered. She didn't expect that there is no such a large-scale dance room that can be seen by the director. .

Thinking of the person in charge, his face sank, and he looked impatiently at the dancers at the door, "Hurry up!"

The rest of the people probably finally understand the truth that the further back they are in the queue, the more disadvantaged they will be. The interviewers inside have been sitting for more than an hour, and their patience has been worn down by the previous performance. It's like throwing away the opportunity empty-handed.

An Jing was squeezed to the end by the crazy crowd. When she entered, the remaining two interviewers started to yawn. When they heard that it was finally the last group, they quickly waved their hands to get started.

In this case, it is necessary to attract the attention of the other party immediately, otherwise, when they watch the performance with a restless mood, no matter how good the performance is, it will be difficult to be selected.

An Jing bit her lip and heard the sound of her heart beating violently in her chest. She rarely took the initiative to fight for anything. After living under the fence of her aunt's house for so long, she had long developed a character of not fighting or grabbing, and would take the initiative when she had any good things. Letting it out to my cousin, my aunt is sincere to herself, she doesn't want my aunt to make it difficult.

But not this time, she must fight for it!

Pulling off the decorative ribbon on the trousers, An Jing grabbed all the long hair behind her head with her hands, revealing a smooth forehead and clean and delicate facial features. She wrapped the ribbon a few times to bind her hair, and then took off her coat Expose your white skin to the air.

After doing all this, she found that her hands were trembling slightly. She didn't know whether it was from the cold or because of nervousness, but the move did as she wished. The two interviewers glanced at her, and the contestants around were nervous. Not daring to move her fingers, it seemed that she was in an unusually relaxed state.

The appearance is in good condition, without extra dress, just because of her skin color which is obviously a few shades paler than others, even in a company like AW where there are many beauties and handsome men, An Jing is the type that can make people's eyes shine.

Add points.

Dance prowess remains to be seen.

Flat.

The facial features are well-balanced, but they are lacking in spirit, and their eyes are stagnant. AW selects trainees not only to focus on appearance and strength, but also aura. The first two points can lay a good foundation for accumulating fans in the early stage, and stabilize Popularity is often the artist's unique aura that plays a big role.

This point, in the current An Jing, it is difficult to see, this point must be reduced.

One plus and one minus, in the end, they still couldn't give the two too many surprises.

"Let's get started." The two looked at An Jing, and quickly returned to their previous state.

The person in charge randomly selected a song and clicked to start.

The people behind all took the impromptu dance test. Five people danced together from the beginning of the song until the end of the song.

This method is better than the director's method of stopping the game midway if it is not pleasing to the eye. It gives the players more opportunities to show off, but it can also highlight their weaknesses.

Many dancers can have better expressiveness after training, but when they are free to play, they start to feel at a loss.

Fortunately, An Jing doesn't have this trouble, and improvisation won't be bad if she practices more. Given the length of her practice, this can be seen as her strength.

The music happened to be the one she practiced just now. When the familiar music played, An Jing who was posing for the action immediately changed her appearance. She had to make good use of the hard-won coincidence.

The interviewer obviously noticed An Jing who had entered the state at a glance, and the dull eyes of both parties were renewed at this moment, with a bright look, which made her shine brightly, and the two finally showed expressions of interest on their faces.

After the dance, An Jing stopped her movements and changed back to her original wooden face. If it weren't for her chest rising and falling and panting slightly, no one of the two interviewers sitting in the back would believe that the person who danced just now was her.

However, the few people who interviewed with An Jing who had trained with An Jing had already gotten used to it.

"You stay, and the rest can leave." The female interviewer nodded to An Jing and asked everyone else to go out.

A glimmer of hope surged in An Jing's heart, and she took a big step forward, waiting for her to speak again, but she chose to stand up and go out to make a call, while the male interviewer who was sitting was looking at the phone without looking up.

In less than a minute, the interviewer who went out came back, but instead of speaking to An Jing, he leaned into another interviewer's ear and said, "Editor-in-Chief, the director doesn't answer the phone."

"Then go back and talk about it. I'm so hungry that I didn't eat tonight."

"That..." An Jing hesitated and took a step forward, "I usually have the habit of recording videos for practice. If it's convenient, can you hand over my practice videos to that supervisor?"

This time the man finally raised his head, and his eyes flicked across An Jing's face, with an intriguing meaning, then he took the mobile phone handed over by An Jing and handed it to the female interviewer, "Get it done quickly, I'm going to eat now."

"it is good!"

After sending the video, the interviewer asked An Jing to go back and wait for the notification.

The next day, AW building, artist director office on the top floor.

"Director Ge, this is the seedling that Editor-in-Chief Yuan and the others found in the dance room last night. Would you like to watch the video?" The secretary handed over the tablet in his hand, and there was a video start page on the screen.

"Click on." Ge Zijie put down the pen, rubbed his stiff fingers, and moved his gaze to the tablet.

Editor-in-Chief Yuan's eyes can still be trusted.

"Ok."

With the tap of the secretary's finger, the video began to play slowly, the accompaniment was the debut song of a first-line girl group in AW, the choreography is not too difficult, but it is not easy to jump out of the sexy but not kitsch feeling, there are many flips Most of the dancers only express cheap sexiness, which happens to be Ge Zijie's minefield.

The concept of the new girl group has already been formed in her mind, and the personnel song promotion plan has already been prepared, but the decisive central candidate has not been found for a long time.

At first he was an assistant, later he became a manager, until recently even Ge Zijie couldn't hold back and started to look for candidates on the street.

A few days ago, I saw a good seedling in a coffee shop, but unfortunately I didn't even hand out the business card.Otherwise, even if the other party has uncoordinated limbs and tone deafness, she still has the confidence to take him in and train her debut.

There are only people who can't get into Ge Zijie's eyes, but there is absolutely no artist who can't be trained by AW.

but……

The video started, and as soon as the girl on the screen looked up, Ge Zijie pressed the pause button, and the assistant's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect that the candidate recommended by Editor-in-Chief Yuan would be passed so soon, so she didn't have a chance to say the following words. Alright.

"enlarge."

The secretary froze.

Ge Zijie didn't repeat it, but chose to do it himself, sliding his index finger and thumb on the screen, and the girl's face on the screen gradually enlarged until Ge Zijie could confirm her identity, and a smile appeared in his eyes, which were usually devoid of emotion.

The secretary has been by Ge Zijie's side for a long time, and occasionally she can still feel some changes in her mood.

"Director?" The secretary was not sure what she meant, so he asked tentatively, "Do you need to notify the personnel to send this lady an employment notice?"

"No need." Ge Zijie cherished words like gold, and tapped his ring-wearing index finger on the table, "She will call herself, you go out."

She wanted to see how the girl would react when she found out the words on the business card.

"The director has one more thing." The secretary did not leave the office immediately, "Miss An Jing, she has already signed a trainee agreement with another agency, and it will not expire until one year later. The liquidated damages are..."

"Will you settle accounts?" Ge Zijie didn't raise his head, and asked a question that was wrong.

"Yes." The secretary nodded while holding the tablet tightly in her arms. As the eldest daughter of the chairman of AW company and also the secretary of the company's artist director, how could she not even know how to do this.

"The liquidated damages and the profits she can bring to the company, which one do you think will be more?"

"I understand." The secretary quickly backed out, and the moment she closed the door, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Why does it feel like going to the guillotine every time I enter Director Ge's office.

An Jing waited at home for a whole week but did not get the call she wanted to wait for, the hope in her heart had already withered.

"Sister, are you unhappy?" An Yang didn't know what An Jing was thinking, but she could only feel that she seemed to be in a bad mood, "Don't think about those unhappy things, you said today that my uncle told us to go home early, Is there something good to tell you?"

My aunt is still hospitalized in the ward, and I just had a conflict with my cousin a few days ago, so there may be no good things, but An Jing didn't want An Yang to worry too much, so she rubbed her little head, "My sister is not unhappy."

The moment she opened the door, she saw her uncle and cousin sitting together in the living room. Judging from their tense expressions, An Jing knew that her guess was right.

"What about the money?"

It was the beginning again, An Jing forced herself to be patient and replied: "I have already called you this month's money."

"Didn't you say that if you have money, you will help the family to bear more!" Her cousin really had to lift the roof of the house and get angry before he could say a few words, and An Jing had already yelled until he blushed and his neck was thick. , "Xiao Yang told me that you interviewed for a big company. Didn't you always say that as long as you go to another company, you will repay my mother for so many years to support you for your education? I'm asking you for money! "

An Yang was frightened by his loud voice, and shrank behind An Jing, pinching the corners of her clothes with both hands helplessly.

"Don't be afraid." An Jing reached out to protect her, clearing her mind.

The Xiao Yang that my cousin was talking about was the trainee who exchanged number plates with An Jing yesterday. It seems that this rumor came out after hearing other people say that the interviewer left An Jing alone.

"I didn't get an interview, and the other party asked me to wait for the notification, but there was no news after a week."

"Who the hell are you lying to?" My cousin was furious, he grabbed an ashtray on the table and threw it at An Jing.

An Jing quickly hugged An Yang into her arms, and took the blow with her back.

Anyang, who was huddled in her arms, heard the muffled sound of a blunt object being hit on his body, and his big black eyes immediately burst into tears, "Sister, do you feel pain?"

An Jing hugged her and shook her head slightly.

The luggage in the living room should belong to An Jing and An Yang. My uncle has been working outside and rarely communicates with An Jing, but today he specifically asked her to talk about things. In addition, his cousin's attitude is worse than before. An Jing knows that today's matter It can't be so simple.

"What are you doing, don't be rough." The uncle still has a bit of conscience, and he can't see his son bullying his niece in front of him, so he simply came out as a peacemaker and said, "An Jing, you have been in our house for so many years. I've treated you badly, your aunt has treated you with all her heart and soul, when she was a child she was reluctant to buy new clothes just to pay the tuition fees for you and your sister."

"I know, uncle, I also said that I will pay for my aunt's medical expenses."

"But these are not enough. Your aunt's condition is getting worse now, and she will have an operation soon. At that time, she will need a lot of money. You also know that the family has no savings, so we can only rely on your help."

How could An Jing not understand what he meant, in the end they still felt that she was hiding something.

"Uncle, I didn't lie to you, I really have no money, but I will find a way."

If AW can't do it, she will go to another company for an interview. If the job is not enough, she will take another job. If she can't afford the studio, she won't take the class. She will ask Teacher Chen tomorrow if she can refund the tuition. I thought about everything, but found that compared with the operation fee, it was still several zeros.

"I don't care. If you don't want to help my mother, then you can get out and don't live in our house. I will be an eyesore when I see you." The cousin saw that An Jing was soft and hard, so he stood up and picked up her luggage. Throw it out.

"Cousin, don't bully sister like this!" An Yang poked his head out from behind An Jing and shouted at him.

"It's not that I bully your sister, it's your sister who is ungrateful!"

In the chaotic situation, An Jing glanced at her uncle, and found that he guiltily looked away from her.

She understood that all of this was his acquiescence.

"I'll go, I'll go by myself." An Jing walked down the steps with her arms around An Yang, just about to turn around and go back to get another luggage bag, but her cousin had "considerately" thrown it out for her.

"Get out!" Accompanied by a heavy closing sound, An Jing looked at the scattered luggage with a sullen face.

"Sister, where shall we stay at night?" Anyang has already stopped her tears, her sister doesn't like her crying, she needs to be stronger, and she can't always worry her.

"My sister will find a way."

Speaking of which, An Jing actually has no other options in her heart. She hates the feeling of being extremely passive with no way out. Everyone says that home is the last safe haven, but she doesn't even have a home.

However, she didn't expect to sit on the road and cry aloud in response to the situation. It is a terrible and useless thing to immerse her head in out-of-control emotions. What she has to do now is to make the right choice as rationally as possible.

Picking up the down jacket that was thrown on the ground, it was An Jing's few winter clothes. She quickly patted the dirtiest part of her outside, but a white card fell out of her pocket.

"It's a beautiful aunt, isn't it? Auntie said that we can go to her if we have difficulties." An Yang still remembered the previous incident, and immediately squatted down to pick up the card, "AW...the artist director...what Zijie."

AW?Director?

"Anyang, give the business card to my sister."

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