As soon as Min Rui's words came out, the light chestnut-haired boy calmed down and stood still, with a deliberately calm expression on his face, as if he was not the same person as the one who was ready to fight just now.

For NO.13, who is both happy and angry, Min Rui spends more time observing this boy.

Of course he could tell at a glance that this child was deliberately imitating himself in his behavior, from the tone of his voice to the angle of raising his eyebrows, he had his shadow, but he had never experienced the heroic and awe-inspiring look between his eyebrows. Such a complicated turning point in Min Rui's life has not yet been fully in place.

Xinhe and Chengfu have not cultivated well, so it is easy to be seen by others.Like a little lamb imitating a fox in order to protect itself in a harsh environment, it may be able to dominate the flock with its cunning on weekdays, but once it falls into the pack of wolves, it will soon be eaten up.

"If the two of you pose enough, can you go back to your original position?" Min Rui glanced around at the teenagers sitting cross-legged in the practice room, "Which one is NO.14?"

A little boy with a watermelon head cut raised his hand, with round baby fat on his face, and even his raised fingers were fleshy like a silkworm baby: "Senior, it's me."

Min Rui responded, and smiled at him gently: "Well, go to the interview. When you go out, go to the right and go to the third door to the west. If you don't know which side is the west side, just look at the sign on the door."

The little boy pursed his lips, and before he had said a few words, he was dubbed a road idiot, which made him somewhat unwilling to defend himself: "I have a good sense of direction."

"Sorry." Min Rui took off the mask, sat up a little more straight, and sincerely apologized for his behavior, "I wish you a smooth interview."

The little boy stood up from the ground, carrying his violin case on his back, and bowed to Min Rui: "Thank you, senior."

Such obedient and cute juniors are the normal style of painting for prospective trainees. The two people standing in the center here are obviously adolescent middle school boys.

Min Rui's smile subsided again after the NO.14 child walked out of the practice room.

When he wasn't wearing a mask, his entire face was being scrutinized in all directions by the eyes of these prospective trainees like a scanner under the abundant light conditions in the practice room, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be scanned in all dimensions by a 3D printer.

But he will not worry about any other irrelevant factors before completing one thing.

In order to give these boys a lecture and calm down the scene, he had to put on the attitude of a successful person who debuted as an idol. Naturally, the half-hearted glances of other guys in the practice room were completely negligible to him.

"I remember that there is an attachment in the interview invitation letter sent by the company? In addition to the detailed company address roadmap, there are also behavioral requirements during the interview." Min Rui stood up from the ground and stood in front of the two of them. , deliberately kept a short distance and tried to make their eyes level with their own, and the tone was not vicious, "Excuse me, have you read it?"

The boy with light chestnut hair quickly admitted his mistake. When Min Rui looked at him, he lowered his head to hide the emotion in his eyes: "I'm sorry. I didn't do a good job."

Min Rui didn't respond, but turned to look at another boy who was biting his lower lip, and curled the corner of his mouth: "Then you haven't read it?"

"Read it." The boy's voice was squeezed out of his throat. He said these two words reluctantly, but he was still annoyed, and he didn't think about the basic etiquette of bowing his head in front of his seniors.

Min Rui nodded, glanced at Jin Tae-jun who was sitting on the spot and looked at him with glowing eyes, and then turned his gaze back on the two boys: "What's your number?"

The boy with light chestnut hair was stunned for a moment, but he blinked quickly, and replied in response: "I am NO.20."

"It's almost time for you," Min Rui nodded, and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Then wait here for the interview now."

NO.13 The boy's lower lip was almost turned white from being bitten by himself, and he clenched his hands into fists, thinking that he must be finished.

Senior Alex showed a very black-bellied personality in the group show, and even Min Yunqi, the real power in the team, was dealt with by him calmly, so he must be out of the game.It's really unlucky today, it's fine if you lose the election, and soon even the little bit of face you have will be "lost" by the senior you admire the most.

"Would you like to come out with me?" Min Rui didn't intend to teach the child a lesson in front of so many people, "Can we have a good talk?"

The NO.13 boy's eyes had already started to glow, and he bit his lip and nodded when he heard Min Rui's words.

Min Rui patted him on the shoulder, picked up his bag from the ground and patted Fei Chen, then put one hand gently on his back and led him out.

"Senior, I'm sorry." The NO.13 boy had already started to wipe his eyes with his sleeve on the road, and his attitude became more softened after Min Rui brought him into his studio. He didn't look hysterical in the practice room just now, "I don't It should be said that...it was my own reasons that I lost the election."

After Min Rui led him into the studio, he found a disposable paper cup from the cabinet. Seeing that there was no water in the water dispenser, he lifted a full bucket of water from the ground with one hand and put it on the water dispenser. He didn't reply in a hurry, and he didn't pass the glass to the boy who had been wiping his tears until he had mixed a glass of warm water.

"Someone in the studio caught a cold a while ago, and they ran out of napkins." Min Rui was much taller than the boy, and the other party had to keep his head up when he was standing and talking, so he let the boy sit on Jin Nanjun's chair, and he sat on the On my own swivel chair, "Don't cry, I don't have anything to wipe my tears. Yelling hurts my throat, drink warm water before talking."

The boy sniffed and swallowed the snot.

Min Rui put his mobile phone on the computer table, and when he was on the road, he sent a text message to Ren Jingxian asking her to help maintain order in the practice room.

Although he didn't say anything, NO.13 could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the studio was even worse than that in the practice room just now.

"Which item did you fail?" Min Rui glanced at the child's face, and already had a rough assessment in his mind.

Their company does not have high requirements for trainees in terms of appearance. Tian Zhengguo and Kim Tae-min were able to join the company because they were young and had great potential at the time. Kim Seok-jin initially entered the company as an actor.For a group, what is really needed is an absolute core leader like Kim Nam Joon.

But Fang Shizhen hasn't found the next generation of Jin Nanjun, otherwise he wouldn't be interviewing so frequently.

What's more, there has only been one Jun Zhilong in South Korea for so many years, and only one BTS has broken out from the 2013 "Boys Hell" year. After all, Chollima and Bole are hard to come by.

"My voice is very good! But I can't dance..." The boy raised his voice a little excitedly, but his voice became weaker and weaker under Min Rui's cold eyes, and finally he lowered his head a little embarrassed.

Isn't it shameless to say that I have a good voice in front of Senior Alex?

Min Rui felt that it was inappropriate for him to smile on this occasion, so he deliberately closed the corners of his mouth, and asked him seriously: "Your voice is very good, what aspect is it? Do you want to be a rapper or a vocal?"

The term voice is too general at first glance, but this child has not received professional training, so it is understandable.

What he could say with his head held high in front of the training teachers of those companies, but now facing the idol seniors who have already debuted, the boy said not confidently: "I think...I want to try both."

"You want to be the ace of the team?" Min Rui concluded.

The boy took a sip of water embarrassingly: "Yes. I think you are really handsome, senior, who can sing and rap."

"I'm handsome not because I'm an ace." Min Rui patiently told him about biology, "It's because of dna."

The boy suddenly coughed violently, choking on the water he just drank in his throat.

Min Rui leaned forward and patted him on the back, letting him cough out the water in his trachea, and continued with his own question: "So what did you perform in front of the teachers?"

"I'm performing "ineedu" by the seniors." The boy looked into Min Rui's eyes, a little shy. He thought Min Rui would let him perform a section for him, "I can't sing as well as the seniors."

"Isn't that natural?" Min Rui felt that the child's brain circuit was really strange, "We are sending the sound source of eight people."

This silly kid raps and vocals by himself, but the effect is certainly not as good as the sound source produced by the eight of them performing their duties. This song has so many chords, and he doesn't have eight vocal cords alone.

"You haven't received any professional training before, right?" Seeing that he was about to cough again, Min Rui tiptoed back her chair calmly, trying to avoid the bacteria sprayed out with his cough, "I heard it from the way you used your voice when you got angry in the practice room just now."

The child was about to slash his throat, and his voice was not as clear as Min Rui's lazily speaking on the ground in the practice room just now.

For the company interview, of course the most talented and potential seedlings will be selected from the audition.

But there are very few people who have absolute talent and can sing without polishing. Tian Zhengguo, Kim Tae-jung, Park Zhimin and Kim Seok-jin’s vocal performance in the early stage has always been criticized as being inferior to the four rappers in the team. But he did not receive professional vocal training when he was young, so there are many unreasonable things in his voice.

Kim Tae-min’s subwoofer can sing high notes. At that time, he had a good foundation and a wide range. However, if he could sing and dance live and still keep his tune, it would require a lot of practice and professional guidance the day after tomorrow.

Tian Zhengguo's airflow when singing is a sign of himself, but it is also evidence that the way of speaking is not formal.Although Min Rui has always been surprised that he did not sing in the traditional way of vocalization, he was still able to maintain a stable tone on the spot. It is precisely because of this that the company did not strictly require Tian Zhengguo to change his way of using his voice.

However, the deficiencies of Park Zhimin and Kim Seokjin in the past two years are obvious. The way they sing high notes is very harmful to the voice.

Min Rui went through all this in his mind, and when he looked at the boy, his face was not obvious: "Do you think you have a high talent in voice, is there any basis for it?"

"Many people say that my voice is nice." The boy scratched his hair, "And I think I can sing along to the songs of my predecessors myself."

"They're all living people, who can't finish the song if they keep getting angry?" Min Rui looked at him seriously, but said honestly, "Are the many people you mentioned including professional musicians?"

The boy pursed his lips. He felt it was unfair: "My talent is not as high as that of my predecessors, and the conditions at home are not enough for me to learn professional musical instruments and vocal music. I just think that the threshold for being a trainee is low, so I want to Come to the company."

In fact, what the teachers said during the interview wasn't unpleasant, but he didn't listen with an open mind and a teachable attitude like he did when he faced Min Rui.

For children from average family backgrounds, in addition to the college entrance examination, going to Seoul to participate in interviews with major economic companies is also a fairer way for them to change their destiny.

Even though every city in South Korea is packaged as a paradise in film and television dramas in the foreign tourism promotion, in fact, the disparity between the rich and the poor and the uneven distribution of social resources are social conditions that exist in every developing country.

Seoul hukou is the dream identity proof for every Korean, but it is not so easy to get.

Even so, absolute fairness does not exist.

Just as rich people will naturally provide their children with the best educational resources, in the same way, children who have learned music theory since childhood have a higher understanding of music under the influence of the environment than children who grew up listening to pop songs.

"That's not what I meant." Min Rui felt that his words were wrong, but he didn't take it to heart. "If I were back then and came to the company for an interview now, I might not be able to be selected. Life is a long practice. It's like you are walking on the road with two buckets of water, one bucket is strength, and the other bucket is luck. If you have enough strength but not luck, it is still impossible to walk on the road carefully guarding the full bucket of water. The bucket is full of water. And if you have nothing but luck but no strength, there is still no way to give yourself a satisfactory answer when you reach the end. Only you have both, trek to the end in a leisurely manner, and finally put two buckets of water Pour it into the jar together, and you will get a fulfillment that is higher than your expectations."

"Is the senior talking about personal experience?" Min Rui's words were heard by the boy.

At first, he was dissatisfied with the result not only because of the gap between his own expectations and reality, but more because of the unfairness of a series of environments he thought of on the way back to the lounge.

Sitting in the waiting practice room, he could feel the indifference of others to his rustic attire.

If his family had money to send him to learn music, how could he be willing to be a little trainee?How could he think of coming to a small company?

Including the boy with light chestnut hair, the sense of superiority in his eyes when looking at him made him lose the last string in his mind.

Min Rui realized that there might still be a generation gap between himself and the younger generation, and his meaning was misunderstood again, which made him a little dumbfounded: "Huh? Do you think I have reached the end of my life?"

It's not that he thinks his life is too long, who dares to respond like this in front of him?

The boy shook his head desperately: "Nothing."

"En." Min Rui saw that his emotions had calmed down, and he didn't bother to be a life mentor anymore, "You are still young, and you have plenty of opportunities. It's not that you have to take this path, nor is it only this one opportunity. However, I think The basic factor of success is to learn how to be a human being.”

Speaking of this, Min Rui paused, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Don't do everything too badly, after all, if you fail the interview with this garbage company, there may be other pheasant companies that accept you, but not every time No company can accommodate an employee who can't be a human being."

"I'm sorry." The boy jumped off the chair and sincerely bowed at ninety degrees, "I couldn't control myself at the time."

Min Rui nodded and looked into his eyes: "Whether you are an idol or not, learning to control your emotions is a compulsory course for a person. And as a human being, you are a social animal. When you are in a bad mood, you should Put yourself in other people's shoes. How would you feel if everyone lost their temper and threw a tantrum?"

The boy lowered his head.

Min Rui still has a lot of things to say in his heart, but he doesn't need to say them out, and he's not his son, so it's no good for him to meddle in his own business if he talks to this point as a stranger.

Admitting one's mistakes is not an easy task. Of course, one has to be responsible, but before that, it is more important than admitting one's mistakes to avoid the next time one makes a mistake and the impact of one's inappropriate behavior on others.

"The matter has come to this, how do you plan to solve it?" Min Rui asked, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Although we are a garbage company, the most basic rules must be clearly stated."

"I will go back to the practice room to apologize to everyone." The boy said these words with determination, this time he did not bow his head.

Min Rui looked into his eyes: "The important thing is not what you do, but the influence you bring to others."

The boy pondered over what Min Rui said.

"Think about it carefully, and then say it after you think it through. I don't need to tell you these words. If you leave this door and post about my black material, then I can't help it." Min Rui smiled at him faintly, " But people, always do things that are thankless but follow principles.”

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