In the past few days, Song Anran's manager uncle was uncharacteristically, surrounding her like a nanny to ask for her health.Song Anran was confused by his caring like spring breeze and rain.

When she was off work, the uncle manager, who usually played with his mobile phone by himself, came up to her as soon as he saw her.

"Ah, An Ran, how is the food in the cafeteria? Are you used to it? If you don't like it, I'll go outside and pack it for you. Don't you like the noodle shop near Qingchengdong the most?"

"Ouba, don't bother, that noodle shop is too far away."

"Ah Yigu, Kenchana, Wuli Anran has been working hard recently, you need to eat more."

So, that night.A bowl of Jajangmyeon, which she was familiar with, came to her across more than half of Seoul.

"An Ran, I haven't called my mother for a long time. Aunt nim misses you very much, so I specially sent you some kimchi made by her."

"Emmm, Arnie, I just called last time."

"Aunt Nin's kimchi, I will help you move to the dormitory at night, you can eat it with your roommate."

"...Araso."

For the next half month, Song Anran's dormitory was filled with the unique smell of tuna kimchi in Busan.

"An Ran."

"Ne...Ouba."

"You also know that more and more people like you recently, and fans have sent a lot of things to the company. I picked out a few letters and dolls, and I believe you can take them back and have a look. This doll will also feel better when you sleep with it."

"Alasso."

……

In all directions, gifts from relatives from various schools slowly filled Song Anran's simple and compact space, aromatherapy for sleep aid, green tea for detoxification, big dolls on the bed...Song Anran looked at the increasingly crowded room, a little bit dumbfounded, did the company want her to stay longer?

She read the letter from the fans carefully.But the words used in it are a bit difficult for Song Anran to understand. She remembers that she was born in 98. Although she is an older generation than those born in 00, she is not behind the times.Then what is the situation with these people who call themselves cubs? How can they participate in a competition where even a girl in her 20s can take advantage of her?Sure enough, she still can't understand chasing stars.

Fans are cute and caring.They wrote what they wanted to say to Song Anran on a piece of white paper about one meter long.It took her half an hour to read all the messages.

"I started to like Song Anran on February 2017, 2, and it has been 1 days since then, and I will continue to like Song Anran for the rest of my life. ——Jin Yunxi"

"I started liking Song Anran on January 2017, 1, and it's been 5 days so far. I hope I can debut with you, make rankings for you, watch you appear on variety shows, win the first place, and grow old together. - Liu Mingzhi"

"I fell in love with Song Anran on May 2015, 5, and it has been 10 days so far. Song Anran xi has always been excellent, and I believe she will continue to shine on the stage in the future. I have been secretly in love with you since high school, but I dare not say a word to you You said. Next, as your fan, I will no longer be timid, and will definitely support you in the audience. ——Han Shaojun, Class 583, Senior Three, Busan International High School"

……

Song Anran finished reading one by one, unable to calm down for a long time.She spread out the paper and threw it on the ground, sitting aside with her legs crossed, looking at the messages over and over again, each of which was so real and moving.Life is really a wonderful encounter. They have never met each other, but their love actually exists somewhere in the world.

For the first time, Song Anran had a real sense of her popularity.At the same time, she also feels a great sense of responsibility. She needs to give back to all those who love her and be worthy of their dedication and trust.Getting out is the best way.

**

"Next, Song Anran Xi."

When it was time to get off work again, just as Song Anran came out of Senior Zhenying's recording studio, his manager came over.

Song Anran now has a headache when he sees the manager's uncle approaching him.

"An Ran..."

"Ouba, don't give me any more things, really, there is no room in the dormitory."

"No, I'm not going to give you something this time. I just want to say that the results of this issue's ranking have just come out, and you've dropped one place, but fourth place is still great."

"Neither, Alasso."

"The performance of "piedpiper" last time was really good, and it was reposted by BTS, and it was trending several times. You already have more than 40 followers on Twitter. When the competition is over, it should increase a lot pink."

"Really? You must pay attention to the seniors when you go back. No wonder it was published to the third place last time."

"That's also because you played well, and the audience likes you."

"Ah, Oppa, don't talk to me like that. What's wrong with you recently? You're giving things and saying these strange things. Didn't PD Kim Si-hwan tell you not to tell me the news about the game?"

The agent froze for a moment, dawdled for a while, and said embarrassedly:

"An Ran, Ouba can't talk, I don't know how to comfort you. But you have to know that you have done a good job. I have been an agent for so many years, and I have never met a child who is better than you. Everyone I believe you will be able to debut."

The uncle manager is called Liu Renxiao, just like his name, he is a loyal and honest middle-aged man. With a height of 185, walking beside Song Anran is like her bodyguard.When he was recruited to CQ, the company had just been established and had launched a boy group, but there was no news soon.

When Song Anran was abducted to the company ignorantly, several directors of the company put their hopes on her in an instant.So when she was just a trainee, she had already been supervised by a manager. At that time, she always thought that everyone would be assigned a staff member.When several new trainees came after her one after another, she suddenly realized that only she had this special treatment.

Counting the years, Liu Xiaoren has been with Song Anran for more than a year. Compared with his manager, he is more like a father who silently cares and takes care of him.In this competition, the school and teachers were all coordinated by him.When he led himself out of the school gate with big bags and small bags, Song Anran looked at his back and felt that he was like his own relatives.

When Song Anran borrowed his phone a while ago, he felt something was wrong.But he is a rough guy who is five big and three thick, and he doesn't understand the twists and turns of little girls.I had no choice but to go back and look through the call records, and broadcast it to my own producer, Jin Shihuan.He knew that the competition was very stressful, but he didn't expect that Song Anran, who had always been in a good mood, would not be able to maintain a normal mind.But in the final analysis, she is just a half-baked trainee who practiced for a year, and now she has exceeded everyone's expectations.

He knew that he was not good at words, so he had to try his best to do something that would make her happy.He purposely contacted Song Anran's mother, and in Song Anran's name, asked her to make some pickles from home and send them over; Let him bring a scented candle and organic green tea to Song Anran.One after another, people in the company also knew about this and bought things for him to deliver.Unknowingly, those things filled Song Anran's bedroom.

Song Anran held the water glass with both hands, put his chin on the lid, and felt the water swaying in the glass.She lowered her head, her nose was red, like a cute little rabbit.

"Alasou, don't worry, Oppa. I like my current life very much. Just listen to other people's comments. I won't be easily influenced."

President nim really saw his problem.Since the last phone call with Jin Shihuan, she has thought about it a lot.

Recently, both the team members and the teacher said that their dancing skills have improved a lot.I just went to record, and went through the whole song smoothly.Senior Shinyoung also boasted privately that he has a talent for singing.Facts have proved that she is not self-pitying herself, and everyone who has been in contact with her recognizes her excellence.In this case, those criticisms are nothing more than innocuous words to me.

"That's good, you can adjust it. If you have any problems in the future, let me tell you. Although I can't help you solve it, everyone will help you."

Song Anran's nose was sour, and she felt like she could not hold back her tears.Feeling looking up at the sky, taking a deep breath.

"Nai. Kang San Hamida."

Tomorrow is the third stage evaluation, if I cry now, my eyes will be swollen tomorrow.

**

Jang PD: "The next set is a song by composer Jinyoung. "In the Same Place" with the theme of Girlcrushpop. Trainees, please come to the stage."

Song Anran loosened her black hair, pulled a small section of hair and braided it into a colorful braid, looking full of girlish temperament.Because she has lost a lot of weight recently, she looks even weaker in a white dress.When Du Yan led her onto the stage, the height difference between the two was nearly 10 centimeters, making the audience look like a sister leading a younger sister to perform on stage.

Zhang PD: "Song Anran xi, as the composer and senior of this song, did Zheng Zhenying xi give you any advice?"

"Nai, because I wrote the song after watching our show, the song fits our current mood. It's really a great song. Please look forward to our performance."

After finishing speaking, Song Anran smiled sweetly at the camera.

Tutor Room:

Jiaxi: "Naomu kiyo, my heart is about to melt. It would be great if my daughter looks like this in the future."

Zhang PD: "Then, the performance of the "In the Same Place" group is about to start, please vote for the girl you like."

Song Anran entered the special mode for stage performance after the music started

"Once you hear this song

sometimes think of you

When we went to the cafe we ​​went to together”

Song Anran's voice was clean and clear, and every movement and stillness was full of aura.She stared at the No. 4 camera with red light flashing under the lens, making a reluctant expression.After a few times of stage training, she already knows which parts will cut her own shots separately, and when to express herself to the greatest extent. These are things that no one taught herself when she was a trainee.The best performances are not waiting for the camera and the audience to come to you, but you leading everyone's eyes.

"We are too young

I still don't know what love is

I pray that you will be happy, now bye bye"

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