Self-cultivation of professional idols

Guanlan pushed the door open and entered the dormitory, and saw his roommate hiding something coyly with his back turned to him.

"what are you doing?"

"I..." When the roommate saw that it was Guanlan, he was in a panic, and a piece of paper floated from his arms in front of Guanlan.

He picked it up, turned it over, and studied it carefully: "This is..."

The roommate felt a bit embarrassed about being smashed, and quickly took the paper away from him, trying to smooth things over: "Hey, isn't this going to be eliminated tomorrow... I just want to do something to protect me from being eliminated tomorrow... ..."

"If I had my phone by my side... I would be able to retweet koi every day!"

"I beg all the gods, just bless my dog ​​to enter the second round."

Guanlan: "Isn't the first round of elimination the same as the second round of elimination? Neither can debut."

The roommate glanced at him: "What do you know? Staying one more round means a lot more exposure, and maybe the stage will explode?"

Ever since, this night was quietly passed by many people praying to God and worshiping Buddha and suffering from insomnia, but Guanlan had a rare good sleep.

It's dawn.

Early in the morning, the station sisters squatted outside the base and saw the trainees in neat uniforms walking towards the recording room in twos and threes.

Some people were high-spirited and waved excitedly at Ms. Zhan, while others were frowning and visibly nervous.

"Why do you laugh so heartlessly?"

A station sister said to her sister with a worried look on her face.

"Why is my son crying so sad...it's because my mother didn't work hard to shoot..."

"Did I hit him, or did he hit me..."

Jiang Rou muttered, someone patted her shoulder, turned around and her friend's playful smile appeared in the camera:

"Tsk tsk, didn't you catch it again?"

Jiang Rou had no expression on her face, and tried to hit her with one hand.

The friend wrote "You can't do it" all over his face, and said: "It must be him who covers his face with a hat every time."

Jiang Rou turned back silently, staring at the exit, suddenly feeling an indescribable resentment towards her wife.

"Hey, that's..." Jiang Rou opened her mouth inadvertently, and then silenced her voice until there was a "chachacha" shutter sound before she opened her mouth lightly:

"Your cp seems to be remarried."

At that time, my friend was having a good time chatting with other station sisters. Hearing this, it was as if an electric current flowed through his whole body, and his whole body suddenly became stiff.

After a while, she screamed: "Ahhh! Why didn't you call me for such an important matter!!!"

"You can still catch up with them and take a picture of their backs."

The friend held up the camera to record the video, suddenly turned his head, and looked at Jiang Rou resentfully: "You must have captured it, right?"

Jiang Rou smiled without saying a word.

This time, it was the only fan's victory.

Just when Ling Xiao and Guanlan were about to enter the recording building, Guanlan suddenly turned his head quickly and raised his arms.

Jiang Rou and her friends were all taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the friend almost laughed out loud, and the unhappiness just now was swept away:

"Look, what a good thing you missed..."

Jiang Rou called that regret...why didn't she continue to shoot just now? !

Too careless!

"That seems to be your fan..." Ling Xiao's voice suddenly reached his ears, and Guanlan almost couldn't help shivering.

"my fans……?"

"Don't turn around and say hello?"

So Guanlan turned back and waved.

"how about you?"

"Me? No reply."

With that said, Ling Xiao stepped into the door of the recording building.

On one side are neatly arranged plastic chairs, and on the other side are pyramid-like seats.

One side is dark, and the other side is extremely bright.

As soon as they entered, Guanlan consciously separated from Ling Xiao, and sat down in an inconspicuous corner.

Obviously, he has been here for a long time, but he is still not used to living under the camera.

Most of the trainees were already seated, and the atmosphere was obviously tense.

Guanlan watched the camera on the side turn around, capturing the small movements of the trainees under the lens.

When everyone is seated, pd will appear.

pd: "I will announce the ranking of the first pick below."

"Nine..."

The rankings were announced one by one, and the trainees whose names were called were either happy that they were able to stay, or were disappointed that their rankings had dropped.

Guanlan listened carefully, her lips moved silently, and she silently counted the votes in her heart.

"Hey," the trainee sitting next to him suddenly elbowed him, "Guanlan, what are you thinking? Why did you suddenly fall into meditation?"

"I'm counting the votes."

The trainee opened his eyes wide: "Huh?"

The sound was a bit loud, causing the trainees around to cast doubtful glances at them.

The trainee lowered his voice: "What is it? How many are you?"

"Hmm..." Guanlan realized that he was about to reveal the matter of Ling Xiao's hidden mobile phone, and immediately put aside the topic: "How much are your tickets for the scene?"

"I..." The trainee curled his lips, "On-site tickets are only fifty..."

He went on to say: "It's you, who won the fourth spot ticket, and the ranking must have risen a lot!"

When Guanlan heard this, he quietly lowered his head again.

The scene of that day is still replaying in my mind over and over again.

After the performance of Group AB, the audience voted immediately, and the two groups of trainees would enter the backstage to check the votes of themselves and their opponents.

Two groups of people sat on both sides, and there was a small screen in front of everyone.

As soon as they sat down, "Votes Announced" was displayed on the screen, and then the names of the two groups were displayed, followed by a blank space, which shocked everyone.

"Mom, I'm so nervous!"

"Me too!"

"I don't even dare to look at it! Any of you help me look!"

The trainees talked to each other, trying to dilute the inner tension with gags.

The number of votes will be announced starting from the trainee with the lowest votes in the two groups.

"Ah! Come out!" Someone suddenly called out.

"Who is it! Who is it!"

Some members of the team covered their eyes in fear and did not dare to look. Guanlan patted his arm reassuringly: "It's okay, it's not the lowest."

Trainee with the lowest ticket in Group A: ...Have you considered my feelings?

Guanlan looked at the screen without blinking. What surprised him was that Hoshino Minami's votes were the third in the group, which was not high.

Hoshino Minami didn't feel too disappointed, and even whistled in Guanlan's ear with great interest:

"This round will be led by the boss."

Guan Lan suddenly felt the pressure. At present, the first and second places of both groups are still unannounced. He silently counted the votes in his heart, and only a few votes will come and go with Group A.

But... the number of votes for Group A and Ling Xiao has not been announced...

He glanced at Ling Xiao nervously, only to see that the latter was looking at the screen calmly, without even giving him half a look.

No.2 was announced suddenly while Guanlan was thinking wildly.

Guanlan counted the votes subconsciously, the gap with Group A widened, and it was basically impossible to catch up...

Unless...unless No.1...

wrong!

Is he the No.1 in the group? !

Guanlan was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously glanced at Ling Xiao, and he also looked back lightly.

No.1 votes announced.

Both sides cheered at the same time.

In group A, it was because they won the group PK, while in group B, Minami Hoshino jumped up first, and slapped Guanlan on the back hard:

"Yes! It's one vote lower than Ling Xiao."

Guanlan is still in a state of wandering soul.

He stared blankly at his name followed by a golden 133, feeling very unreal.

how can that be possible……

For the first time, he felt that his hard work was not worthy of such a good result.

Ling Xiao was only one vote lower than himself... what would he think...

Thinking of this, he secretly glanced in the direction where Ling Xiao was.

And Ling Xiao seemed to be aware of it, and looked up at him, opened his mouth, and said something silently.

Guanlan didn't see clearly.

They are the center surrounded by their respective crew members.

The crowd is spaced apart, they look at each other.

"Hey, why are you so dazed?"

The trainee sitting next to him patted Guanlan's thigh.

"Which place is it?" Guanlan asked.

"No. 34... I'm probably cold..." The trainee rubbed his hands with a slightly disappointed tone.

The ranking announcement is still going on.

"Nine No. 20..."

"The total number of votes he has received is..."

"Since his debut, his progress has been almost leaps and bounds."

"He also achieved good results in his first performance."

Guanlan raised his head suddenly.

"he is the one……"

"Guanlan of Tianhe Media."

All the trainees around Guanlan jumped up excitedly and hugged him vigorously: "Congratulations!"

Guanlan kept saying "thank you" in a low voice, and kept looking at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao clapped along with the crowd, but didn't get up.

Under the slight disappointment, Guanlan walked quickly to the "pyramid".

The 29th place is on the far side, which is Guanlan's favorite corner.

The light above his head only fell sporadically on him, and more light gathered on the topmost seat.

29th place, a very safe but mediocre ranking, even if everyone has a chance to speak, but in the real feature film, it is estimated that it will be edited into a ranking and announced ppt.

"The trainees who will enter the debut ranking will be announced below."

"No. 3..."

"Fengrui Entertainment, Ling Xiao."

Amidst the cheers, Ling Xiao got up with a smile and hugged everyone who congratulated him.

Guanlan sat on the far side, watching Ling Xiao walking towards him step by step.

He suddenly envied those trainees sitting in the audience, who could hug him without any scruples and exchange joy.

He looked at Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao also looked at him, then, without hesitating, he withdrew his gaze and walked to a high place.

Guanlan's eyes followed his back until the light from the height made him unable to open his eyes.

On the day when the performance ends, the trainees stand in the audience area, and the live vote numbers of all the trainees will be announced one by one.

He is No.4 in the game.

No opportunity to speak was given.

That was... the closest he was to the light.

He stood in a corner where no one noticed, looking up at the person standing in the light, as if he could only see a vague outline.

Just like myself three years ago.

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