Your cps are together

"Hiss——" Wen Ning walked while leaning on the wall. He stretched his muscles hard yesterday, but he didn't feel any better that day. His legs were a little sore. It was only when he got up today that he felt serious pain. It is also difficult for Lu Lai to maintain his figure.

He walks like a little duck, wagging, although trying to maintain a normal expression, his body is very honest.

Lu Huansheng happened to be sitting in the living room reading the script, and when he turned around, he saw Wen Ning's strange posture.

Wen Ning sat on the sofa, straightened his legs, and finally felt a little more comfortable. He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had trekked through thousands of rivers and mountains, and finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

He looked at the script on the coffee table, turned his head curiously and asked, "Uncle Lu, are you going to make a new movie?"

Lu Huansheng: "Not yet decided, just read the script first."

Wen Ning: "Isn't it ready to shoot?"

Lu Huansheng explained patiently: "The project that the director is planning to shoot has not yet been fully invested, so come here first and ask me if I am interested."

The project has not been approved yet, but if Lu Huansheng takes over, the investment will be in place immediately.

Investors are not stupid. It is just a project that is uncertain. They will only start when there is a guarantee of return.

Lu Huansheng only won the double best actor last year, and he was the guarantee of the box office when he was in full swing.

Wen Ning didn't understand these things, and he was more concerned about Lu Huansheng's thoughts: "Does Uncle want to pick him up?"

Lu Huansheng smiled: "The script is not bad. I'm going to talk to Director Chen today. Whether the movie is good or not can't just be based on the script. The clothing and martial arts are very important. The script can make a movie, but the details can also ruin it."

Wen Ning was in a daze, but he still blowing rainbow fart seriously: "Uncle Lu is very serious!"

My brother Lu is so dedicated, who is popular if he is not popular?

But Wen Ning was still a little worried: "You made three movies last year, do you want to take a break?"

Lu Huansheng moved his hand. For a second, he wanted to touch Wen Ning's head, but he didn't raise his hand in the end.

Wen Ning was waiting for Lu Huansheng to continue with his eyes wide open.

Lu Huansheng smiled, with imperceptible banter in his eyes: "I don't film, what should the audience forget about me?"

Wen Ning: "That's impossible!"

Lu Huansheng asked back, "How is that impossible?"

Wen Ning said categorically: "There is no one in the Chinese film industry better than you, Uncle Lu. The audience's appetite has been spoiled by you. How could they forget you? You are the best!"

Wen Ning spoke too quickly, so he stopped and added: "I don't accept any rebuttals!"

Lu Huansheng laughed. It is rare for him to show such a large smile outside the big screen. He said: "No matter how popular an actor is, as long as he has no work for a year, he will gradually fade out of the audience's sight. No one can guarantee that he will continue to be popular." , Maybe I'll be out of breath this year."

Wen Ning said anxiously: "How can you say that? Uncle Lu has been popular since his debut. Which movie has a bad reputation?"

Wen Ning looked at Lu Huansheng warily: "Uncle Lu, stop talking."

Lu Huansheng was amused, and said helplessly, "Didn't you ask first?"

Wen Ning was stunned for a second. He was speechless and could only say "I can't hear Dafa". He looked at the time on his phone and quickly stood up as if he was relieved. Although he grinned in pain, he immediately restrained his expression , said with a serious face: "Uncle Lu, I'm going to the company."

When opening the door, Wen Ning turned his head and said to Lu Huansheng: "Uncle Lu, you have to have confidence in yourself, don't say that kind of thing anymore, you are the best in our eyes whether you are popular or not. The reddest."

Wen Ning turned his head and said in a low voice, "I feel very uncomfortable when you say that."

Then Wen Ning closed the door and took the elevator on his own duck legs.

The special car sent by the company is already waiting downstairs.

Wen Ning got into the car, he calmed down now, and felt that he had gone too far just now.

Brother Lu is not a sunspot, he is humble, and he is not like a sunspot attacking Brother Lu too much. Wen Ning edited the text messages with his mobile phone, deleted, deleted, deleted, and deleted, not knowing what to send.

In the end, Wen Ning deleted the long list of messages he had typed.

The message he sent was short—

【Uncle Lu, I had a bad attitude just now. I apologize to you, but I don’t apologize for what I said. Uncle Lu is always popular. 】

Although the tone was still a bit blunt, Wen Ning was very satisfied.

Yes, that's it. No one can say that I, Brother Lu, have passed my temper, and neither can Brother Lu himself.

Wen Ning has to go to the company to train with other trainees today. Since we have made an appointment to go today, we can’t break our promise. A gentleman is as good as he promises. Although Wen Ning thinks he can’t be a gentleman, he can’t be a villain anyway. .

Zhao Zhou followed the car to pick him up, seeing his strange walking posture when he got into the car, he couldn't help but said, "Young Master Wen, why don't you tell Sister Linda to rest for two days before going."

Wen Ning: "No, it's not really hard, I'll be fine when I get to the company."

Zhao Zhou had nothing to say, and felt that the young master was asking for trouble, maybe he would never be able to understand the brain circuits of rich people.

Would sister Linda be angry because Wen Ning was two days late?That's obviously impossible!

Zhao Zhou was worried that Wen Ning would look like he just got into the car when he arrived at the company, but Wen Ning straightened up immediately after getting out of the car.

He was wearing a baseball cap and a silver-white coat, and his legs were long and straight. Even if he couldn't see his face clearly from a distance, no one would think that this person would be an ugly person, so as soon as he got out of the car, he didn't hesitate. I know how many people have paid attention to me.

The office building of Dinghua Entertainment is more than 60 floors high. This building has been around for some years, but it is still brilliant. The output is not comparable to other companies.

More importantly, the boss of Dinghua Entertainment and Wen Ning are somewhat related.

But it should be more than five generations, but both sides have hearts, so this relative picked it up again.

Wen Ning, led by Zhao Zhou, arrived at the door of the dance practice room for the trainees. Zheng Xiao was already sitting on a chair at the door and waiting. Her gentle temperament seemed a little more cordial.

The trainees inside are training with the dance teacher. The dance practice room uses a double-sided mirror, which looks like a normal mirror from the inside, but people outside can see the inside at a glance.

The trainees are dancing. They are all young people in their eighteenth or nineteenth years. They are young and not ugly. Even if they have only six points of color, they can show eight points. They are dancing profusely, and their movements cannot be called replicas. Neat and uniform, but not lacking in beauty.

Zheng Xiao gets a headache from watching outside. She brings a lot of traffic. She is not a movie star or a first-line TV celebrity. She has never brought "idols", but no matter how annoying she is, she always talks softly when facing Wen Ning : "In the future, you will train with them. If there is something missing, if you think there is something wrong, you can tell me."

Wen Ning nodded obediently: "Okay."

Zheng Xiao was very relieved, and took Wen Ning to meet the dance and vocal teacher. The dance teacher was hired by the company with a high salary from abroad.

The vocal music teacher has a big background. He was originally an artist of Dinghua. Considerable, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

"Xiao Ning will be entrusted to you." Zheng Xiao said politely, "He is young, please take care of him."

"He will be on the show in three months, as long as he can perform well on camera."

The meaning of this is very clear - it is not required to really turn Wen Ning into a talented singer and dancer within three months.

But at least let him be able to show his hands when he is on the show.

Zheng Xiao hasn't forgotten to take care of Wen Ning's self-esteem, she praised: "Xiao Ning is a graduate of Curtis, she can play the piano well, and she also studied ballet before, so she has talent in her own right."

Wen Ning was praised suddenly, but he didn't feel embarrassed. He was used to being praised. He might have been shy when he was a child, but now he can listen quietly, as if it was someone else who was praised.

Zheng Xiao made it very clear that even if Wen Ning's identity was not identified, the two teachers knew very well that even if he wasn't the prince of Dinghua, he would be fine.

Before leaving, Zheng Xiao told Wen Ning uneasy: "Remember to call me if you need anything."

Wen Ning nodded and watched Zheng Xiao leave.

The dance teacher is a foreigner. His Chinese name is Cui Jingxian. His Chinese is not very good, and his daily communication is difficult. He first asked Wen Ning what basic skills he knew, and then who his previous teacher was.

After understanding the situation, Cui Jingxian said in that not-so-standard Mandarin: "You train with them, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up."

Wen Ning nodded.

Cui Jingxian said again: "I will teach you alone."

Wen Ning: "What about them?"

Cui Jingxian smiled obsequiously: "They have the foundation, they can practice by themselves."

Wen Ning frowned. He knew that Cui Jingxian's approach was special, but Wen Ning had talked with Zheng Xiao before, because the company's trainees would appear together on the show. Although the interaction can be edited later, if too much Rusty is not good either.

Wen Ning: "No need, I'll train with them, I'm not good at all, so you can give me some trouble when they're resting."

Cui Jingxian quickly responded.

The daily routine of the trainees is to practice vocal music in the morning, dance in the afternoon and evening, and rarely have a break all day long.

Even if you practice hard for a few years, it is difficult to debut, and there is no guarantee of popularity after debut, but the trainees of Dinghua are much better than those of small companies, at least the resources can keep up, and there will be some sparks after forming a group , Not to mention big hits, earning a living is no problem.

"Where's Mr. Cui?" The light-blond young man with blackened hair on his head sat aside. He was wearing a loose sports vest, leaning against the mirror profusely with sweat, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and unscrewed the cap After that, he took a sip, and most of the bottle of mineral water disappeared in an instant.

The young man who was also a trainee also sat down: "I don't know, I was called out just now."

"It took a long time to go out."

"Is there a newcomer coming?"

"This time?"

"It's for tomorrow's morning star."

"There must be a background."

"It's amazing to have a backstage."

"Maybe, what if it's something else? It doesn't have to be a newcomer..."

Before the word "人" fell, the door of the dance practice room was pushed open, and all the trainees stood up and stared at the glass door.

Cui Jingxian walked in first, but he turned slightly sideways, as if he was leading the way from the people behind him. For some reason, his movements were quite normal, but he gave people a flattering feeling.

The trainees can only have a little bit of hope——

I hope this relationship is ugly, I hope this relationship is short, I hope this relationship will not steal their debut spot even if they have a deep background.

Tomorrow, Morning Star will only select [-] members from nearly [-] trainees to make their debut. If there is one more person with a background, the hope of making a debut will be less if someone without a background.

Originally, being an idol was walking a narrow path, but now the path has become even narrower.

However, the person behind Cui Jingxian walked in.

Their hearts sank heavily.

It's like falling into a bottomless abyss.

The author has something to say:

Xiaowen will only use "privilege" to chase stars, and will not grab other people's opportunities~