Self-cultivation of professional idols

Guanlan entered the recording room, the staff returned the phone to him, met the latter's puzzled eyes, and then explained with a smile:

"Have you been homesick during this time? You can make a phone call back, and we will record the content of the call."

Guanlan stared down at the phone, looked at the staff behind the camera, and asked slowly: "Do you have to call my family?"

"If you really want to call a friend or someone else, you can."

Guanlan pondered for a moment, then dialed a number.

Just two seconds after it rang, the other side answered:

"Oh my God! Ling! You finally called me?!"

"Are you conducting closed training in South Korea now?"

"When will you come back! Our project here is about to start!"

"Well, professor..." Guanlan was a little dazed by a series of cannonballs: "I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to keep up with your project."

"What did you say?! Didn't you say it will be soon?" The voice over there became anxious: "Have you been locked up by some weird organization?! Has someone threatened you over there?! Shall I go get you?"

Guanlan's head is getting bigger: "Professor, calm down, I'm fine now, I'll be back in a month if it's fast, you can find a senior for the project, if it's not possible, you wait for me to come back."

"Your senior brother despises me..." The voice on the other end of the phone actually felt aggrieved, "Ling, come back soon."

In fact, I also... Guanlan slandered secretly, and slowed down her speech: "Professor, I really can't leave here. Even if I can't come back in a month, I will go back to Japan. You can come and see me then."

"Really?" The voice on the other side finally became more energetic: "By the way, I didn't ask you before you left, what kind of competition is yours? I still have some information here, why don't you..."

"It's not about majors...it's actually..." Guanlan felt a little hard to speak, and simply avoided: "You will know when the time comes, and we should give it to you."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely find time to come."

"By the way, Professor, don't forget to feed Zhizhi every day."

Zhizhi is a macaw that the professor keeps in his office, and he is usually fed by Guanlan or his seniors.

There was a sudden silence over there, and it took a long time for the professor to speak: "I'm not sure if it's still alive..."

Guanlan was a little suffocated: "It should be... Brother should be able to feed."

"Ling, does your live-in mother know that you are going back to Japan?"

"...I probably don't know yet, so I would like to trouble the professor to let them know."

"No problem, Ling, I'll wait for your return."

"Thank you, Professor, I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do."

Guanlan hung up the phone, but the recording did not end.

Staff: "He's your professor? Why don't you call home?"

"Well, it's my professor at the university..." Guanlan lowered her head halfway, with no obvious expression on her face: "As for the family... there are some personal reasons that are not convenient to talk about."

This time the staff didn't bother him anymore and let him go back to rest.

Ling Xiao was waiting at the door, and seeing him coming out, he looked up at his face.

"What's wrong?" Guanlan raised his hand and touched his face.

"Did you cry?" Ling Xiao smiled.

Guanlan: "No."

"It's a pity," Ling Xiao's smile deepened, and he pressed his shoulder: "You missed an opportunity to abuse fans."

Guanlan didn't understand. Hearing the urging voice of the staff, he pushed him: "It's your turn, go in."

Ling Xiao closed his expression and entered the recording room.

When Ling Xiao entered, Guanlan began to humbly ask other trainees for advice.

A certain trainee was hiding in a corner with something hidden in his hand. When he saw Guanlan approaching, he was startled. The thing in his hand suddenly fell out and rolled straight to Guanlan's feet.

"What is this?" Guanlan picked it up and looked at it, then at the trainees, with a very uncertain tone: "Onion?"

The trainee whose little secret was unintentionally revealed, tried to hide his embarrassment with a loud voice: "What are you doing! Haven't you seen it?"

And... not really.

"Why?"

The trainee looked around, pulled Guanlan to a corner, and whispered, "I'm afraid I won't be able to cry later."

The word doubt was written all over Guanlan's face.

"Hey, if you cry in front of the camera, the fans will feel sorry for you, so they will naturally vote for you!"

"If you want to talk about the way you cry in front of the camera, you are also very particular about it."

"It is not only necessary to cry with real emotion, but more importantly, how to cry well in front of the camera."

"Now everyone loves to watch 'Beauty Sheds Tears', and it's so easy to love it."

After listening to Guanlan, she seemed to understand what Ling Xiao said about fan abuse.

It turns out that there are still so many ways to be an idol, and I am still far behind.Guanlan sighed.

However, he changed his mind:

But... Do I have fans to abuse?

Guanlan sighed again.

At this time, Ling Xiao also finished the phone call.

Guanlan looked at his face as Ling Xiao looked at him before, and said doubtfully, "You didn't cry..."

"I'm crying." Ling Xiao patted the back of his head lightly, "The character is about to fail."

"What character set?"

"The character of the tough guy..." After saying that, I burst out laughing, "Isn't it, do you really believe it?"

"I don't believe it."

"Oh." Ling Xiao suddenly looked at Guanlan: "Then who do you think I am?"

Guanlan didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, and couldn't answer quickly for a while.

"Good strength, good looks, sunny personality, nice person, and nice to fans..."

"Really?" Ling Xiao laughed after listening to Guanlan's string of words expressionlessly.

Ling Xiao smiled viciously.

He approached Guanlan and said in a low voice, "But I'm not that kind of person at all."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiao left Guanlan and left alone.

Guanlan followed Ling Xiao's back slowly, and couldn't help retorting in his heart:

But you are.

Guanlan returned to the practice room, and when everyone was assembled, Minami Hoshino held a badge symbolizing center and leader in his hand, and asked, "Anyone want to be the captain?" His eyes turned to Guanlan.

Guanlan understood and said to the other players: "I can be in charge of internal communication. If no one else wants to be the captain, then I will do it."

No one objected.

Guanlan took the badge and put it on by herself.

"Okay, let's compete for the C position."

Three people raised their hands, Guanlan himself did not participate in the competition, so let the three of them perform individually.

Another trainee who did not participate in the election happened to be Chinese, and the two began to discuss after watching the performance.

"Who should I choose? I think they all look good."

Guanlan was also hesitant.

"Would you like to let people from other groups take a look?"

When Guanlan heard the words, he glanced at Ling Xiao's group not far away from the corner of his eye, and saw that they had already started dancing.

"Well, I'll call for a try." After Guanlan finished speaking, he boldly called out: "Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao stopped and looked back at him, and the rest of their group also stopped when they saw it.

After Guanlan walked up to Ling Xiao and explained his intentions, Ling Xiao glanced at him: "Why didn't you compete?"

"I'm already the captain."

"Which rule stipulates that the captain and the center cannot be the same person?"

"Remember to fight for it yourself next time you perform."

Ling Xiao said as he walked, and followed Guanlan to the place where their group was training.

Guanlan: "The three of you, please dance again for Ling Xiao to see. Ji Qiran and I really can't come to an agreement."

The three danced again as promised.

After reading it, Ling Xiao put forward his own suggestion to Guanlan, and Guanlan said, "Okay, then choose him."

Ling Xiao hooked his lips: "What? Are you afraid that I will trick you on purpose? The team leader of Group B?"

"You won't." Guanlan said with certainty.

Ling Xiao hummed and went back to practice.

After confirming the C position, and deciding on the main and sub-vocals and the lead dancer one by one, Guanlan quietly asked Minami Hoshino: "Is our progress too slow?"

Hoshino Minami: "I think it's okay? You haven't seen a situation where you have been fighting for C for hours before."

"Don't worry, Captain..." Minami Hoshino got up and yawned, "There is no trash in our team, so we won't be particularly slow."

"Go back to the dormitory, captain, don't forget to wake us up tomorrow morning."

Guanlan responded and prepared to go back.Before leaving, I glanced at the place where Ling Xiao's group practiced before. They had been walking for a while.

When everyone left the practice room, Guanlan turned off the lights, and gently closed the door. There was only a dim light in the corridor.

In the darkness, a voice rang in Guanlan's ear: "Where's your coat?"

"Ah." Guanlan was taken aback, and when she looked closely, it turned out to be Ling Xiao: "I forgot to wear it."

Ling Xiao glanced at his badge again, raised his chin slightly: "It's taken off."

Guanlan didn't know why, but obediently took off the badge and put it in his pocket.

The two walked towards the dormitory side by side.On the way, Guanlan asked, "Why do you want to pick it?"

Ling Xiao looked at the station sister who was still waiting outside late at night: "You are a spoiler."

"Any questions?"

"Be careful of being cut."

Guanlan let out an "oh" and lowered his head again.

"Remember to put on your coat tomorrow."

Jiang Rou held up the camera and photographed the two walking into the dormitory building.

When it was over, she watched the recorded video and once thought she was running a cp station.

No, why do these two people always walk together every day?How can she be a good fan if she can't get rid of the size?

"Rourou, the melons on the Internet are fake, right? I think Ling Xiao and Guanlan are definitely in a group."

Jiang Rou nodded, and then asked: "How is it? Have you got the ticket?"

The friend nodded her forehead and said with a smile, "I'll take care of things, don't worry."

"I'm now wondering if I should bring my camera in."

"Why not bring it?"

Jiang Rou frowned: "The risk is high. If it is discovered, it will be a loss of a thousand votes."

Friend: "Then adapt to the circumstances, shoot as soon as you can, and don't force yourself if you can't."

"By the way... "Road to the Stars" will be broadcast this week, right?"

The author has something to say:

Damn, all repeat students, only Guanlan is a rookie.