Self-cultivation of professional idols

Jiang Rou held the unfinished hand banner in one hand, and tightly covered her clothes with the other hand, timidly moving a little bit next to the entering team, trying not to let others see the difference.

There was some commotion at the front of the line.

Like everyone else, Jiang Rou stretched her neck to see what happened.

At the entrance, a girl stood outside the line, looking agitated, as if she wanted to explain something, but the security guard just pushed her away impatiently.

Other people around whispered: "Have you been found with a camera? Which company is this from? It's so miserable."

Her companion shook her head slightly: "I don't know, it's just that one thousand votes are gone."

Jiang Rou's expression was even more hurried, and she subconsciously looked down at her clothes.

She gritted her teeth, forget it, wealth is in danger.

When it was her turn to enter the arena, Jiang Rou tried her best to make her expression look flawless, and opened her arms with a frank look.

Maybe it was because of her appearance that she really deceived the security guards, but she was checked randomly, and Jiang Rou was put in.

After entering the arena, Jiang Rou touched her chest, her heart was beating fast, as if it was about to jump out.

It's been a long time since I've been so nervous. It's really hard to bring a camera these days!

Then, Jiang Rou slowly looked around, and various hand gestures came into view.

Suddenly, she felt someone tap on the shoulder: "Who is the sign in your hand?"

Jiang Rou blinked and replied in her plastic Korean: "It's... Guanlan... Do you know him?"

Jiang Rou gave her an extra hand banner: "For you... want it?"

The latter was obviously very pleasantly surprised: "...Can you really send me?"

She took it gently: "It's really beautiful..."

She asked again: Are you a Chinese fan? "

Jiang Rou nodded.

"Wow! It's really amazing!"

Jiang Rou carefully probed: "Is there a pick?"

"No...the tickets are drawn by lottery."

When Jiang Rou heard it, she immediately fell in love with it. All her tickets were bought in exchange for money.

"You can take a look at Guanlan later... a little brother with silver-dyed hair."

The waiting time was a bit long, and after everyone entered the arena, pd finally made his appearance in the much-anticipated stage.

"The producers from South Korea, China, and Japan have worked hard! Welcome to the performance site of the group showdown! I will announce the competition rules for the first round of competition."

Jiang Rou listened carefully, and when she heard that [-]:[-] of the on-site votes was included in the online voting, even though she had heard about it before, she still couldn't help being speechless after hearing it.

It seems that this time it is really necessary to eliminate waste in an all-round way.

A group of trainees began to perform one by one.

After learning that the performance stage is more important than before, the trainees naturally put more energy into the stage, so most of the effects presented are naturally good.

But occasionally there are car accidents.

During a performance in a certain group, someone broke in the treble part.

"Which child broke his voice?"

Jiang Rou frowned and shook her head, indicating that she didn't see clearly.

But in the canvassing session after the performance, someone couldn't help crying:

"During the performance just now... I made a big mistake..."

"I'm the one who got the other brothers in trouble..."

"You don't have to choose me...but... I hope you can see the hard work of my brothers and choose them..."

There was an older brother in the team whose eyes were red, and he patted his younger brother on the back lightly.

Jiang Rou: What a touching brotherhood!But sorry, I choose another group!

Jiang Rou believes that, no accident, the other group should win.

Thinking in her mind, she gently stroked the camera under her clothes, looking forward to Guanlan's appearance.

Meanwhile, backstage.

The director team specially prepared a room for the trainees who have not yet performed or the performance is over. It is equipped with a TV to broadcast the situation of the performance in real time.

The trainees can watch the performances of other groups here, and it is also convenient for the director to record their reaction of watching the performance.

"We'll be playing soon." Minami Hoshino lowered his head and whispered to Guanlan.

"Hmm." His eyes seemed to inadvertently pass Ling Xiao who was diagonally ahead, and Guanlan seemed a little careless.

"not nervous?"

"fine……"

Guanlan watched the live broadcast, and the director would often release several shots of the live audience.

Most of the audience were young girls, holding the banners of their little idols in their hands, shouting desperately, just to let the little idols on the stage hear.

tell them:

You are loved by others, please continue, stand firmly on the stage and shine your own light!

Guanlan's thoughts drifted to a few hours ago.

A station sister shouted to him, saying that his station sister came to the performance to vote for him.

At that moment, his heart suddenly felt sore.

Mingming came here only to be able to get close to that person again... He didn't expect to be liked by others.

Many people have said that he is emotionally dull to a certain extent, but Guanlan knows that he is just not good at externalizing emotions.

Guanlan knows that he has never been a likable person, and he has basically made plans for a round of tours before coming here.

But he will cherish every hard-earned kindness a thousandfold.

It was so in the past, and it is the same now.

But before going on stage, he suddenly felt a little apprehensive.

How should he behave in order to be worthy of others' liking?

He suddenly turned his head and asked Hoshino Minami: "Why do you want to be an idol?"

Minami Hoshino looked puzzled: "We're going to be on stage soon, why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Of course, first of all because I like it...Secondly, I want to gain the approval of others..."

Guanlan lowered her eyes, as if she was seriously thinking about what he said.

"Guanlan."

Guanlan raised her head with a "huh" and found Ling Xiao standing beside her.

"What were you talking to him just now?" Ling Xiao glanced at Hoshino Nan who was beside Guanlan.

"Hmm..." Guanlan hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you ask me this kind of question?"

That's because I asked two years ago.

"Don't think too much..." There was a warm temperature on his shoulders, and someone pressed his shoulders. The strength was not strong, but it made people feel safe.

Ling Xiao leaned closer to his ear: "As long as you show your best form, you are worthy of anyone."

Guanlan opened his eyes slightly.

"Okay, it's time to go on stage."

As Ling Xiao said, the hand that landed on Guanlan's shoulder slowly moved up, and finally stopped on the back of his neck, pinching it gently, Guanlan felt inexplicably comforted.

On stage, start from group A to introduce themselves one by one.

"Hey, why is your neck so red?" Minami Hoshino approached suddenly.

"Ah? Yes, yes?" Guanlan swallowed and asked cautiously.

"Obviously..." Minami Hoshino reached out and tapped his side neck, and then tapped all the way to the collarbone. Afterwards, the shoulders were covered by clothes, but Guanlan felt that there must be redness there too.

The two didn't know that a fierce battle was going on in the audience:

"Xinglan is real!!!"

"Xiaolan is the real one!!!"

The auditorium was silent for a moment, and suddenly broke out:

"Xinglan is real!!!!"

Another louder voice hit back:

"Xinglan is fake!!! Xiaolan is real!!!"

"What?" Jiang Rou couldn't believe it, "Did I just hallucinate? A man???"

"Xiaolan still has male fans??"

"I'm beginning to believe that Xiao Lan is real."

"First of all, let's ask group A trainees to bring us a performance!"

Guanlan and his team stayed on the other side and waited.

The prelude sounded, and Ling Xiao, who was kneeling on one knee, turned out of the original formation with one leg as a support point, and then put his hands on the ground, and his whole body seemed to bounce off the ground.

The whole movement is smooth and beautiful.

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand, stuck to the beat, snapped his fingers, and started his opening part.

At this time, the audience in the audience faintly showed signs of madness, screaming Ling Xiao's name.

Guanlan, who was watching from a close distance, also felt the blood flowing hot, wishing he could follow the audience and shout.

Fortunately, Minami Hoshino stopped him in time.

"What's the matter with you? Are you still cheering for your opponent? This is in your Chinese language..."

"Growing the ambition of others, destroying one's own prestige."

"That's right, this is it..."

"No... you know it yourself?" Hoshino Minami hated iron and said: "Although Ling Xiao is indeed very powerful, we are not bad..."

Hoshino Minami's tone gradually weakened: "Compared to this kind of hit song, the ballad song is indeed at a disadvantage at the scene..."

At the same time, the performance of the Ling Xiao group came to an end, but the enthusiasm of the audience did not decrease but increased, and the shouts became higher and higher.

Minami Hoshino licked his lips: "It's really difficult to win..."

Hearing the enthusiastic cheers in the field, Jiang Rou's sadness became more intense.

"Is that little silver-haired brother your pick?"

Jiang Rou nodded: "If it's possible...can you raise his hand for me?"

"Of course! You also want to be seen by your little idol, right?"

Jiang Rou: "I just hope he won't feel sad that he doesn't have fans."

"They're on stage!" The Korean girl tugged on Jiang Rou's sleeve, looking excited as if she was a fan of Guanlan.

As soon as Jiang Rou heard this, she immediately took out the camera under her clothes. Under the shocked eyes of the Korean girl, she quickly assembled the lens and pointed it at the silver-haired boy on the stage.

"I heard that the security check is very strict this year..."

"Your Chinese food is really good!!!"

Jiang Rou stared intently at the boy in the camera.

The hair color that was supposed to be a bit perverted unexpectedly brought out a different kind of calmness on the boy's body, and his skin was even more morbidly fair, and even the intertwined blue veins under the skin were faintly visible.

The soft prelude is completely opposite to the previous performance of group A, but it leads to the same goal in another feeling.

Under the calm, there is a dark tide.

Jiang Rou thought, still water runs deep, the name of this station is really right.

After watching all the performances, it was already early morning.Jiang Rou returned to the hotel exhausted, and was surrounded by other sisters who had been waiting for a long time.

"How was the performance?"

"Do you intuitively feel which group is going to explode?"

Jiang Rou replied solemnly:

"Let me tell you the truth, it's not that I have a thick fan filter..."

"Guanlan's wife is absolutely amazing!!!"