Self-cultivation of professional idols

"From the past to the future: the beginning and end of Xiaolan's love"

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1001L: This building is actually over a thousand? !Xiaolan rnb! !

1002L: Because Xiaolan is real!

1003L: The latest update is really kswl...have they really done it?

1004L: I really picked up the sisters that Rui Sibai secretly held hands with backstage at the performance!The microscope stone hammer in the previous life!

1005L: Hey, there must be some people in the program group secretly drinking Xiaolan, right? !Obviously it was lx who stood on the round platform, why did he specially give gl a shot!Look at the child who is so nervous that he dare not open his eyes!

1006L: The best thing about Xiao Lan is that they seem to be like ordinary brothers on the surface, but in fact they are full of sugar!I'm already addicted to plague!

1007L: What did a tenth-level lip-language scholar come to Kangkang lx say to Guanlan on Gaotai?

1008L: It's not that I have a natural batch filter, I really think he said "I love you".

1009L: "We once had the most fun talking about hidden love in a full house" kswlkswl

1010L: Hey!I'm gone!

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On the bus, Guanlan was pinching the corner of a page of the book, but he couldn't read a line of words for a full 10 minutes. He couldn't help but glanced sideways, feeling that the book in his hand was a scumbag.

I blame myself for being soft-hearted at the time, and Ling Xiao didn't refuse when he asked him to borrow a book.

Guanlan didn't expect that his absent-mindedness had reached the point where no one could notice. Ling Xiao raised his eyes to look at him, and followed his gaze to look out of the window.

"It's okay, the car will drive directly inside, and they won't touch you."

Guanlan blinked, said "um", and while Ling Xiao was reading with his head down, he quickly glanced out of the window.

Then, he was stunned.

The number of fans waiting here is the nth power of "public".

Just as his face was about to be pressed against the window, he was suddenly pressed back to his seat, and then he drew the curtains. A series of movements were done in one go.

"Oh my God! Who was that just now! Has anyone caught it?!"

A station sister asked a group of people, at most there was a vague figure.

"What kind of jealous couple plot is this!"

Some people don't believe it: "Did you read it wrong?"

"Impossible! I will definitely pick it up!"

When they arrived at the new training location, the two got out of the car one after the other. Ling Xiao glanced back unconsciously. After seeing that the person hadn't lost track, he put his hands in his pockets and pretended not to care.

"I just saw that there seems to be a convenience store there." Guanlan wiped her nose and got out of the car, walking to him naturally.

"Are you going to see it?"

"It seems that a lot of people have already passed by." Guanlan narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, "Go later?"

Ling Xiao nodded, and said that he was going to take a break.

But the unscrupulous program group didn't give the trainees time to breathe at all, and pulled the trainees who came back first to record sideshows.

"What is this?" Sitting on the seat, Guanlan couldn't help asking as she watched the staff walk in carrying a sack.

The staff smiled mysteriously: "Look for yourself."

"It's full of letters!" Guanlan reached in and flipped through the envelopes, all of which were filled with the girl's heart. He took out one casually and asked, "Can you open it?"

The staff nodded: "These are all your letters." At the same time, he motioned for him to pick a few random letters and read them in front of the camera.

These letters came from all over the world, even from different countries. The staff was a little surprised to see that he could read them fluently without the help of a translator.

The contents of most of the letters are basically nonsensical rainbow farts. Many times Guanlan pretends to be serious, but in fact he is panicking with embarrassment.

"...Do you really want to continue reading?"

The staff nodded with a serious face, but in their hearts, if the tidbits were broadcast, the little fans would probably be yelled again because of their cuteness, shouting: Brother, I can do it!

Guanlan took out the last letter, and the elegant envelope showed its extraordinaryness.

As soon as he opened it and saw the familiar font, he almost laughed out loud after reading the first line "To Guanlan, a trainee of Tianhe Media".

He continued to look down, and his cousin wrote a physics problem in the main text, and added a sentence at the end: Brother, how to do this problem~

This "~" is really contrived.

After reading the question, Guanlan talked about the process of solving the question almost without thinking, and said to the staff considerately: "If it is difficult to add subtitles later, I can write a copy of the process by hand."

staff: That's really... thank you.

After reading the letter, Guanlan wanted to leave, but was stopped by the staff again.

"Wait, let's record the last phone call by the way."

When he got the phone again, Guanlan didn't look happy, but hesitantly: "Can...don't call?"

"It's better to fight, or you can repeat it as before." The staff kindly reminded.

Guanlan thought for a moment, and dialed a number, a number that was unlikely to be answered.

With a beep, the phone was connected.

There was a turmoil in Guanlan's heart, and he, who had always been calm and self-sufficient, rarely showed a flustered, even a little scared expression.

The voice that came from the other end of the phone was clearly a voice he was too familiar with, and tears flowed down his face in an instant:

"Xie Xie, when you hear this, Grandpa has already left."

The staff was also stunned by the scene in front of them. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They held their breath and continued to listen:

"Has a person lived abroad all these years?"

"Grandpa regretted it. He regretted it the day after he sent you abroad."

"You have been given great expectations since you were a child, and your parents have put a lot of pressure on you. It seems that we have never asked you what you like."

Tears fell on the screen of the phone like broken beads. He could hardly hear what the man was saying. He really wanted to just turn off the phone, but he still wanted to hear more of his voice.

Those words reminded him of those dull times.

He is locked in the study room every day, accepting lectures from different teachers, 24 hours are strictly planned, and there is no free time. The only things that accompany him are the small scenery of the window and the occasional birds passing by in the sky.

Sometimes he was punished for taking a distracted look at the bird in class, which consisted of standing in front of the window all day.

He even felt that this punishment was almost a reward, because he didn't want to practice the piano or pick up a paintbrush.

He seldom spoke since he was a child, and he would never speak unless he had to. If he had to speak, he could answer with one word, and there would never be one more.

Therefore, his cousin, who is about the same age as him, often mocked him as dumb in a bad tone.

He thought that his life would go abroad according to the established track, but one day, his father called him to the living room.

"This child usually has too little communication with others, so I don't worry."

Father wanted to refute: "We didn't agree on that..."

Grandpa leaned on the ground with a cane, and made a final decision: "Just do as I said, let him get along with his peers more."

At the "Where is Chu Xie going?" exchange meeting, he himself stood at the very edge with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye, without saying a word.

Because he knew he had no choice at all.

Then he was sent to an ordinary key high school, where he met Ling Xiao.

"When you told us silently, we didn't believe it, but..." Grandpa's voice became a little distorted through the processing of the mobile phone, "Actually, after thinking about it, it seems that it was the first time you explicitly stated what you like... "

There seems to be a smile on the other side: "If you like it, you can like it. If you like it, you can chase after it. It's no big deal."

The sound cut off, followed by a long silence.

"Xiexie, grandpa misses you very much."

As soon as the voice fell, the recording started to play from the beginning again, so Guanlan turned off the phone.

The staff listened to the whole content silently, and suddenly met Guanlan's cold eyes, suspecting that he would be silenced tonight.

However, what Guanlan said was: "Can this paragraph not be released to fans?"

The staff's expression returned to solemn: "We will definitely obey the wishes of the trainees."

Guanlan reluctantly smiled at her: "Thank you."

Ling Xiao had already changed several postures while sitting on the stool, but he hadn't waited for the person inside to come out.

Impatiently, he urged the staff over and over again: "Why is it still not healed?"

The answer every time is: "Still recording."

Ling Xiao almost suspected that he was a robot, and couldn't help breaking in like before to see what they were recording.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Ling Xiao looked at Guanlan with his head down, and walked out with vain steps as if he had lost his soul, without even looking at him, he just walked out in a daze.

He suddenly grabbed his arm: "What's wrong with you, Guanlan?"

Guanlan was forced to stop, but didn't look back, and said in an astonishingly hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

"You're all right..." He barely took back the last word, regardless of the other trainees and staff present, his tone was firm: "Wait for me here, do you hear me?"

Guanlan didn't answer.

Ling Xiao looked at the boy who was always turning his back away from him with half worry and half hatred, but followed the staff into the recording room unwillingly.

This time, Guanlan didn't wait for him, and walked slowly back to the dormitory alone.

When Ling Xiao was recording, he was hiding something in his heart, and no matter what he said, there was a hint of urgency. As soon as the staff finished saying "End...", he rushed out like a gust of wind, and looked around, there was still half a figure there.

"What about others?" Ling Xiao asked while grabbing a trainee.

"You mean Guanlan? He seems to have gone to the dormitory."

Ling Xiao got angry and ran back to the dormitory again. The man sat alone on the bed with his knees hugged, with the quilt half-draped on his legs, thinking that wearing a pair of glasses could cover up his swollen eyes.

Seeing him like this, Ling Xiao couldn't say anything cruel, but just walked over and stroked his hair: "Let's go, brother will take you to the convenience store to buy food."

The author has something to say:

The convenience store plot can finally be unlocked!Speaking of this chapter... it shouldn't be cruel, right? (whisper bb