Your cps are together

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the trainees went into the small room one by one to call their family members. Wen Ning took out his mobile phone from a pile of mobile phones, and dialed it without any hesitation.

As a result, the first sentence the other party said after picking up the phone was: "Young master, the young master is in a meeting, what's the matter with you? I will convey it on your behalf."

Wen Ning could only say: "It's okay, I won't be able to answer my brother's call later, just tell him that I'm doing well, thank you, goodbye."

He had half an hour to talk, so he called his mother.

There was always a busy signal, she must have gone to a place with poor signal.

Dad doesn't need to think about it, even if he answers the phone, he can only talk for 5 minutes at most.

Wen Ning could only call his second brother.

"Hello? Did you hear that? Baby?" Wen Zhou's voice came from the earpiece. His voice was lower than Wen Ning's. Although it wasn't a subwoofer, it was still very nice.

Wen Ning's expression was a bit tangled: "Brother, don't call me baby."

Wen Zhou: "I'm used to it, I can't change it, aren't you participating in the show?"

Wen Ning: "Well, in the program, I have half an hour today to call my family."

Wen Zhou smiled and said, "Miss me? Don't worry, I'll take care of the matter here and then go find you."

Wen Ning asked in confusion, "What do you want me for?"

Wen Zhou: "Brother has been urging me to find something to do. I wish I could go back to help him tomorrow. I said I would go back to China to take care of you."

Wen Ning: "...Second Brother, there is no need to..."

Wen Zhou whispered softly: "I didn't do it to offend big brother, I really missed you. I haven't seen my baby for more than half a year."

Wen Ning knew Wen Zhou's temper. Once he made up his mind to do something, eight horses would not be able to pull him back. He could only say, "I'm staying at my uncle's house now."

Wen Zhou: "I know, I won't disturb your star chasing."

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Second Brother."

"I didn't go back to China entirely to hide from my elder brother." Wen Zhou said, "It's just a coincidence."

Wen Ning: "Then what are you doing back home?"

Wen Zhou seemed to be talking to someone over there, and his tone was very rude. After a few seconds, he said to Wen Ning: "I invested in my classmate before, and it seems to be bankrupt. Go back to China and see if I can find someone to take over."

Wen Zhou is different from Wen Chu, and also different from Wen Ning. He left home in a fit of anger, and the relationship with his family has only eased in the past two years.

When he left home, he had more than 100 million US dollars in his hand. Up to now, he has never asked his family for money. He lives in a chic way. He does not do business himself, but only invests. He has earned and lost money.

However, a company he invested in back then developed very well, and Wen Zhou was still the major shareholder. Although his income was not comparable to that of his family, his life was still prosperous and he was not short of money.

Someone on Wen Zhou's side spoke again, and Wen Zhou turned around and cursed a word beginning with F, followed by a long series of angry curses mixed with slang.

Wen Ning: "..."

The second brother seems to have become fierce again.

But soon Wenzhou asked softly: "By the way, do you still have enough pocket money? Shall I send you some money?"

It's hard to tell that he just scolded someone a second ago.

Wen Ning is used to asking his family if he has enough pocket money every time he calls: "It's enough, the money in the card has not been spent yet, and I haven't bought anything when I come here."

Wen Zhou seemed dissatisfied: "The money I gave you is for you to spend. No one can suffer for you. I bought you a car and asked someone to transport it back to China."

Wen Ning: "No, no, I have enough cars, many of which I haven't driven yet."

Wen Zhou laughed: "Do you want a motorcycle? I have bought a lot of motorcycles recently."

Wen Ning had a headache: "No."

Wen Zhou: "Where is the watch? I have a limited edition watch. It took me a lot of work to buy it from a collector. It is more than 400 million."

Wen Ning was a little surprised, he knew that Wen Zhou's unit was US dollars: "What kind of material?"

As soon as Wen Zhou heard it, he knew that Wen Ning was interested: "There is a moon rock in it, so it is so expensive, it can't be compared with Dad's, his watch is ridiculously expensive, who has nothing to spend tens of millions to buy a watch?" ? I don’t know whether his watch is a watch or a diamond.”

"If you want me to come back, I'll bring it to you." Wen Zhou said with a smile, "Good boy, brother will be here soon, when the time comes to visit the class, can I visit the class?"

Wen Ning: "...Is it possible? You can ask my agent when the time comes, her name is Zheng Lin, and I will send you her mobile phone number."

Wen Zhou: "OK."

Wen Ning glanced at the time: "Then I'll hang up. Second brother, you should also pay attention to your health. If you don't have much money in hand, tell me that I still have money in my card."

Wen Zhou: "I know, I know you are good, then hang up, second brother loves you, baby bye."

Wen Ning: "...bye."

The second brother is always so nasty.

Wen Ning touched his arm, and sure enough, he got goosebumps again.

After Wen Ning hung up the phone, Zheng Lin's phone number was sent to Wen Zhou, and then he put the phone back in place and left the small room specially used for making calls.

He was the first group of people to call, and there were still many people waiting behind, so Wen Ning went to the rest area and poured himself a cup of coffee. He doesn't like coffee very much, but the coffee here is very weak, and it's all instant Coffee, it tastes like a coffee-flavored drink.

Wen Ning sat for a while, and Jiang Heng came out to look for him.

Wen Ning sat on a chair with a coffee cup in his hand, and waved to Jiang Heng who was looking left and right: "Here."

Jiang Heng strode over, moved a chair and sat next to Wen Ning: "Who did you call just now?"

Wen Ning: "My second brother."

Jiang Heng smiled: "I almost forgot that you have two older brothers."

Jiang Heng suddenly said: "I also have an older brother, but there is only one, and the relationship is not very good."

Wen Ning asked cautiously: "Is it because of personality incompatibility?"

Jiang Heng shook his head: "My father and my mother are divorced, I will follow my mother, and he will follow my father."

Wen Ning looked at him.

Jiang Heng: "They divorced because my dad cheated."

Wen Ning understood that Jiang Heng felt that the elder brother who left with their father was a betrayer.

Jiang Heng: "I have my mother's surname, and he takes his father's surname, saying that they are brothers, but they are actually two families."

After Jiang Heng finished speaking, he asked, "What about your family?"

Wen Ning hurriedly reciprocated: "My two brothers are twins, and I am ten years younger than them. Strictly speaking, I was brought up by my elder brother. When I was young, I thought he was my father."

Wen Ning was a little embarrassed: "You will know that he is the eldest brother when you grow up. My eldest brother is very stable, and the second brother is more... Lively?"

Jiang Heng: "Do you have a good relationship with them?"

Wen Ning nodded again and again: "Very good, my elder brother and second elder brother love me very much, and I love them too."

"My second brother is coming in a while, and when he comes to see me, you can see him."

"If he gives you a gift at that time, you will accept it." Wen Ning explained to Jiang Heng, "My second brother has been like this since he was a child. When I was with classmates or friends, he would send a red envelope and give some gifts, hoping that others treat me better."

Jiang Heng looked at Wen Ning with burning eyes: "The gift is unnecessary."

Wen Ning didn't understand Jiang Heng's implication, he sighed: "My second brother doesn't listen to persuasion."

He knows that the second brother loves him and is afraid that he will be bullied or that no one will play with him.

But when he was studying abroad, he never concealed his family background. The school environment was relatively simple, especially in world-renowned art schools. There were people around him who were chasing money, but not many.

So being bullied or excluded never happened to him.

"Dance practice started in the afternoon." Wen Ning stretched his waist, and sighed comfortably, "Brother Heng, do you choreograph?"

Jiang Heng: "Do you want me to edit it?"

Wen Ning looked into Jiang Heng's eyes: "Then besides you...is there anyone else who can make it up?"

Jiang Heng: "..."

Besides Jiang Heng, who else can he count on?

Jiang Heng raised his forehead: "Okay, I will choreograph this afternoon, and you guys will practice singing."

Wen Ning: "Okay."

Zheng He and Bai Mu came out together, and Bai Mu's eyes were still a little red. After seeing Wen Ning and Jiang Heng, Zheng He looked like a primary school student, and said excitedly, "Bai Mu called and cried."

Bai Mu made a gesture from behind to hit him: "I haven't seen my mother for two years!"

Bai Mu had been a trainee for two years, and he stayed in the company for two years. He paid back his salary every month, and he didn't spend much money himself.

His father has leukemia, has been undergoing chemotherapy, and can't do much work, so the family relies on him to get some wages to live.

"If my dad hadn't gotten sick, I would have gone to college." Bai Mu sat aside and said, "I heard that if parents have this kind of disease, their children can easily get it. Maybe I will also..."

Zheng He slapped his hands: "Just shut up and say something good."

Bai Mu sniffed, apparently still not out of the pessimistic mood, but he quickly said with a smile: "Maybe I can make my debut this time, and then become famous, and I will never be short of money again."

Zheng He grabbed Bai Mu's shoulder: "It must be red, I will share some good luck with you."

Bai Mu stood up: "Don't talk about this, it makes me feel like a miserable seller. If I want to sell it, I won't sell it to you. I should sell it to the audience."

Bai Mu sighed: "A few years ago, I should have participated in that kind of audition program. As long as I can pass the first test, then sell it miserably, and cry a few more times, I can always advance."

Zheng He: "That's called a competition, right?"

Bai Mu smiled and said, "That's right, there are still people pretending to be farmers. They are obviously graduates from the Conservatory of Music, but they insist on pretending that they are farming men, sweating on the high slopes of the loess, and howling with a good voice."

"It's a pity I didn't catch up with that time."

Bai Mu avoided the topic by himself.

He also knew that no one else could take care of his family's affairs, and it was not bad to say that it was difficult.

There is no empathy in this world. If you talk too much, others may think he is noisy.

After eating at noon, they went to the dance studio to listen to music.

All with headphones.

Among them, Wen Ning has some knowledge of French. In addition to Chinese and English, Wen Ning has also learned German, French and Spanish. Apart from Chinese and English, Wen Ning is the best at learning German, and only French and Spanish. He can speak but not proficient, and has no problem in daily communication, but when he encounters local slang and accent, he can't do it.

In the afternoon, Jiang Heng choreographed, and Wen Ning taught Bai Mu and several other sub-vocalists to sing.

"This is too difficult!"

"I'm tongue-tied."

The trainees couldn't sing French clearly, so they used a quick method - write the French pronunciation into Chinese with the same pronunciation, and then Wen Ning will correct the details for them after they are familiar with the singing.

As for the loudest humming...

"I'll hum! I'll hum!" Dinghua's trainee hummed unceremoniously.

Zheng He was expressionless beside him.

When he finished humming, Zheng He said very bluntly: "Are you flirting? If you don't flirt, you don't deserve it if you don't."

The trainee was unconvinced: "Where am I not showing off?"

Zheng He: "You have a flirty expression on your face, you don't hum too much."

So they tried one by one, and finally it was Wen Ning's turn. Wen Ning didn't feel embarrassed—he was originally a piano student, and he had a background in art, so he didn't think things related to sex were unclean.

So he closed his eyes and hummed in a low voice, especially the low panting before, which Wen Ning saw as normal panting, not the sultry panting of trainees.

But it is because it is normal that it appears real.

It was as if the trainees had suddenly become Wen Ning's lovers. During their honeymoon, when the lights dimmed, Wen Ning held them in his arms.

"..."

The trainees are all crossing their legs, you look at me, I look at you.

"Wen Ning, it's up to you, we can't do it."

"This is sexy, I'm convinced."

"I can't accept it, I almost bent."

"Where is the bend?"

"...You are so yellow."

Wen Ning did not refuse: "Okay, then I will be in charge of the beginning part, let's continue practicing."

The trainees practiced very hard, but their pronunciation is amazing.

Jiang Heng was listening to the song and dancing by himself.

They have five days.

The risk of choosing this song is very high, but again, high risk and high reward, we can only see how they show in the end.

And the first episode of Tomorrow Morning Star, with a super long broadcast time of two hours, was also quietly launched that night.

Ruan Mei and the others have been waiting for a long time. The first issue of Morning Star will be released at [-]:[-] pm tomorrow, and every subsequent issue will be at [-]:[-] pm every Saturday.

Before the broadcast, Ruan Mei was still a little nervous. Although Zhao Zhou had given her a vaccination, she was still worried about malicious editing. The program team often used editing to create gimmicks for program effects.

If they are trying to blackmail someone, that's not true, it's just that the people who are selected are more unlucky. When they are eliminated and leave the show, they will know why they were eliminated, and there is no place to complain about their grievances.

He still wanted to hang out in the circle, so he didn't dare to go to Weibo to complain for himself.

I can only knock out teeth and swallow blood, admit it.

The group also began to shout: "The broadcast has started, jms go watch it, go cheer for Ning Bao! Don't let lzb's fans control the comments!"

"Remember to vote after watching! The voting channel will open at 12 o'clock! Have you borrowed all the numbers?"

"Borrow it! I borrowed my classmates for a circle. I borrowed more than 30 numbers, five of which are Bao Nian Gao V."

"I borrowed it too, and I only got ten. I'm going to open another one myself with a trumpet."

Ruan Mei prepared more than [-] numbers by herself. She didn't borrow these numbers, but bought them when buying tickets before, and they have been targeting V.

Voting, the comparison is the financial strength of each fan, Ruan Mei never encourages them in the group to buy accounts to become V, there are a large part of the middle school students in the group, they have no financial strength, and the monthly living expenses are more than [-], less There is no need to spend all of it on chasing stars, it is much more cost-effective to borrow a number.

Ruan Mei put on the earphones, turned on the mirror, and watched the program on TV.

You can't see the barrage when you cast the screen, you can only see it when you mirror it.

While watching the show, she used the spare machine to watch the group, where discussions were in full swing.

"I, Ning Bao, am good at A! Super A when I dance! I can do it!"

"Ahhhhh, his waist is so thin, but he looks very strong! It's ok...hehe..."

"I'm just drawing his face! Drawing his body! I admit it!!"

"His skin is so white, what kind of skin is this?"

"Cold white skin, it's very rare. When the lights are turned on, you can't see the blood, but it's not pale, and it doesn't look sick."

"Why is Ning Bao in class C? Is the tutor blind?!"

"That's right, what kind of ghosts are those in Class B at the back? They are not as beautiful as Ning Bao, and they are not as good at singing as Ning Bao. They just dance well. Isn't this tomorrow's morning star, tomorrow's dance king?"

"Hahahaha, tomorrow's dance king, sister, you will laugh at me to death."

"Damn it, I saw lzb, oops, so he started crying so early."

"His lacrimal glands are still intact? Wow, he really started crying at the slightest disagreement. It's really amazing that he has fans."

"I saw him having a conflict with Ning Bao. Are his crew members crazy? Cue, what are we doing with Ning Bao? Ning Bao is obediently practicing dance."

"He's so pretentious, and he also hinted that we, Ning Bao, have someone to help him, and he has no one? Are the team members next to him all dead?"

"What's wrong with our Ning Bao being helped? If others help, you have to be able to keep up. Lzb can't keep up by himself, and wants to drag Ning Bao into the water, what the hell."

……

"Fuck, shit, shit! Only three shit can express my mood at this moment! Brother Lu is mighty!"

"Brother Lu is mighty!!"

"Brother Lu is so handsome!"

"Ahhh, although it is Ning Bao's fan group, but for the sake of Brother Lu's venting his anger on Ning Bao, I declare that I have both burdens!"

"Hahahahaha, I'm an actor, I understand, hahahahaha."

"My face is full of smiles."

From then on, whenever Wen Ning's fans quarreled with Lv Zhebo's fans, no matter what the other party said, they could stop each other's mouths with one sentence—"I'm an actor, I understand."

"Ning Bao is really A and cute."

"It can be salty or sweet."

"I will be able to watch Ning Bao's dynamic dance in the next episode, I can't wait [擦手手.jpg]"

Ruan Mei finished watching the two-hour program, and then went to the comment section.

The front row of the comment area is basically full of Lv Zhebo's fans—or navy.

"What kind of malicious editing is this? I only knew that Wen Ning had a backstage, but I didn't expect such a backstage."

"Lu Huansheng, what does this mean? You are an old hermaphrodite?"

"I'm just a passer-by, but I think Lu Zhebo is pretty good. This show is just a malicious suggestion. I hope that there will be less malicious editing in talent shows like this in the future. It's not easy for teenagers."

"I'm Lu Huansheng's passer-by fan. He disappointed me this time. I didn't expect him to embarrass a dream-chasing boy, and he couldn't see the other party's efforts. Doesn't he know who he is? Don't know him Can a single sentence ruin a person's future? I still don't understand why I like Lu Huansheng."

Ruan Mei clicked on the reply and glanced at it.

Wen Ning's fans hadn't moved out yet, but Lu Huansheng's fans were already enthusiastically micking.

"If you act in front of Brother Lu, you must be prepared to be exposed OJBK? Is Brother Lu's Best Actor for nothing?"

"It's so maliciously edited, didn't the previous trailer show that your cowardly son is a victim? Didn't you jump very high at that time? Now you're pretending to be a white lotus?"

"Brother Lu, which sentence is wrong? I, Brother Lu, are all wrong when I tell the truth? There are also some passerby fans, don't pretend to be passerby fans, what kind of passerby are you? Lu's passerby, you are an old hermaphrodite."

"Which sentence did my brother Lu say wrong? He didn't cry when he bumped into the wall before he was filming coercion."

Lu Zhebo's fans retorted: "Can physical pain compare to psychological pain? Do you know how much pressure Zhebo has?"

"A lot of pressure? We Hengheng don't have a lot of pressure? Hengheng is 24 this year, and I haven't seen him cry yet. His professional ability is much better than your family's Lu Zhebo!"

"Take away my family, Hengheng, and your two families will tear yours away. Don't drag Hengheng into the water. We, Xingheng, won't participate."

The comment area is full of smog. Unless the official controls the comments and suppresses the comments that are torn, otherwise these comments will always float on it.

Ruan Mei felt that this was a good opportunity, so she quickly interacted with the officials and began shouting loudly to attract fans.

It really attracted a lot of people. The few groups that were not full before were all full, and Ruan Mei opened a few more groups.

But what Ruan Mei didn't expect was that the newcomer didn't just come in because of Wen Ning's good looks, or because of his sweetness——

"Ah, I watched the show and thought Wen Ning was very young, so I became a fan."

"He's very good at hating people, and he's serious about hating people and makes sense. I love it."

"I also want to hate people like this, but I dare not. After reading it, I feel so comfortable."

"Natural black, I like this one very much!"

Ruan Mei: "..."

Forget it, at least they have attracted new fans. As for what their fans are, it's not that important.

"Look at Weibo!!!!" Someone in the group shouted, "Look at Weibo! Look at Lu Huansheng's Weibo!!!"

For a while, no one spoke, and everyone went to Weibo.

It turned out that a director who belongs to the same company as Lu Zhebo started the mic. This director only shoots TV dramas, and the ratings for each of them do not exceed five points. He posted on Weibo:

【Watching the show, I feel that teenagers are not easy, but I don’t agree with old people bullying newcomers, or cross-professional bullying. Tell me about an actor, can you tell whether the dance is good or bad, can you hear the good or bad of the song?Even if he can hear and see, can he distinguish between good and bad people?If you don't cultivate your morality, it will damage your morality. I hope some people will reflect on it after seeing it. If you have a lot of fans and a big reputation, you have to be responsible for your words and deeds, and that's all. 】

As the first hot post, Lu Huansheng retweeted: [Don't worry, who are you? 】

Lu Huansheng's forwarded comment broke [-]——

"Hahahaha, Brother Lu is a hunk! Then who is SB?"

"The mice in the gutter don't dare to name them, they only dare to hide and say a few weird words."

"Even if my Brother Lu can't tell the good from the bad, can't he tell who's acting?"

"By the way... I'm the only one who thinks that Lu Ge and Wen Ning's CP is a bit interesting? I am so angry that I am blue."

"Yes, only you."

"Eighteen-line paste coffee fans, don't take it with you and cook it upside down, OK?"

"That's right, Brother Lu just pointed out that Lv Zhebo's acting is not for the sake of steaming your family."

"Cafe fans face as big as pots."

The author has something to say: Fans: "Brother Lu! Don't worry! We will protect you! We will never let you be posted up!"

Lu Huansheng: "..."