Tian Tuan aspirations [entertainment circle]

"At eight o'clock tonight, there will be a performance in the small square outside the west gate of the school. Please come and watch."

Bo Xishou stood outside the main entrance of the National University, handing out the last leaflet in his hand to the students coming and going in front of him.

Finally, the thick stack was distributed, and the hard-working comrade, the school grassroots, bent over and took out another thick stack from the cardboard box next to him, smiling and continuing to distribute.

"Excuse me, eight o'clock tonight..."

Before he finished speaking, a small hand suddenly stretched out beside him and took the flyer.

Bo Xi turned his head and saw that they were two girls from his same school.He is a little shorter, but he is very cute.

The short-haired girl wearing a crystal headband looked at him in surprise, "Bo Xi? Are you really handing out leaflets?"

Bo Xi is a well-recognized school girl in the freshman year, and many people in the school are familiar with him.

"En." Bo Xi responded, pointing to the leaflet and telling them, "Tonight at eight o'clock..."

"There is a performance in Ximen Square, we all heard about it." The long-haired girl in a woolen cap carefully flipped through the leaflets and asked curiously, "What kind of performance is it?"

"Boy group roadshows are the kind...do you know idols?" Bo Xi tried to explain to her.

"I know, I know!" The short-haired girl was very excited, "Is it a boy group like country P? Do we have one here?"

Bo Xi: "Well, they just graduated from country P, and they are all excellent trainees. It's a pity that they didn't make their debut and are not well-known."

The long-haired girl saw that they were chatting vigorously, and asked confusedly, "What is an idol? What is a trainee?"

"It's the singing and dancing video I often show you!" The short-haired girl held her friend's hand and jumped up and down excitedly, "Because there is no debut group in China, I can only experience the stage through the screen, thinking I have no chance Participated in the offline support. So excited, so excited! I will go, I will definitely go!"

The short-haired girl was very excited and repeatedly assured Bo Xi.When I left, I asked him for dozens of leaflets, and went to the girls' dormitory to help him promote it.

Bo Xi thanked her, watched the girl go away, felt a slight warmth in his heart, and instantly had the motivation to continue distributing leaflets.

This great adventure of opening up wasteland seems not as difficult as I imagined.

Bo Xi poked at the school gate and continued posting for a while.

He looked up suddenly, and found a few familiar teachers coming from a distance.

Bo Xi's counselor, the head of the department, and the vice principal who had lectured to them came here in a hurry.

"Bo Xi!" the counselor raised his voice to stop Bo Xi, and asked in disbelief, "Are you really distributing leaflets? As a student in our school, can you find a decent part-time job? If you have time to distribute leaflets, do it." Is a tutor not good?"

"No..." Embarrassed, Bo Xi quickly denied it.

The counselor thought he was embarrassed, reached out and patted Bo Xi on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "I remember your family is not bad, what happened? Are you bankrupt? If you have any questions, you can speak up and discuss with the teacher."

"That's right." The head of the department pushed his glasses and reminded him kindly, "If your family has difficulties, just tell them, and the school can help you apply for a poverty bursary."

The vice-principal let out a dignified 'hmm'.

"Teacher, you misunderstood." Bo Xi was more and more embarrassed by their kindness, and quickly explained, "I'm distributing leaflets here, mainly to promote our group."

"Group?" Several teachers were confused.

"Yes. I want to join an idol boy group. I have been doing daily training for the past half month." Bo Xi said, handing them a few leaflets, "At eight o'clock tonight, the seniors in the group will meet Performed in Ximen Square. Teachers, if you have time, please come and have a look, they are really outstanding."

"Ha..." The head of the department made an unconscious monosyllable.

"Idol boy group?" The counselor took the flyer, with more and more question marks on his head.

The thoughts of young people are becoming more and more elusive these days.

At seven o'clock, Vigo and the others were in a small hotel near the square, hurriedly changing into their costumes.

"Public performances should require makeup. Does any of you know how to put on makeup?" A Miao asked with a raised voice while holding a small mirror.

Haw answered loudly, "Wu Xiaohua!"

Ah Miao: "...you set up a summoning array to call Brother Xiaohua back?"

Vigo laughed aloud when he was amused, raised his hand and poked him on the forehead, "What time is it, there is still time to joke, have you changed your clothes yet?"

"It's changed!" A Miao quickly stood up and saluted very sternly, "May I ask the leader, what should we do with our performance makeup?"

Vigo glared at him, "What's the use of asking me? I don't know how to melt."

The three cubs looked at each other, once again realizing a serious fact:

Sure enough, they were spoiled by Wu Xiaohua.

They stared at each other silently, until Nan Zhe floated over from the outside, and said slowly, "The person in charge of the square has already said hello, and we will provide power and speakers to him later."

Nan Zhe came among them, slowly breaking the strange atmosphere, "What are you doing?"

"Review." Ah Miao replied sadly, "Why didn't we learn how to make up when we were trainees?!"

"Yeah..." Viggo rubbed the space between his brows, "I'm so bloated that I thought someone would do my makeup after my debut."

"Oh, makeup." Nan Zhe raised his slender hand, pinched A Miao's chin, and looked around, "If you don't ask too much, I'll do it for you."

"Huh? You know how to make up?" Ah Miao blinked her big eyes, and the scale in her heart that weighed Nan Zhe fell to the side of the 'good guy' again.

Nan Zhe explained casually, "Well. I used to have worse complexion than now. Every time I go out for a hospital checkup, in order not to scare passers-by, I always put on some foundation and lipstick on myself."

He said this calmly, took off the schoolbag on his shoulder, and really found a small cosmetic case in the schoolbag.

Nan Zhe opened the cosmetic box, and when he looked up, [hesitant to speak but stopped × 3] appeared in front of him.

Nan Zhe narrowed his eyes, "What kind of expressions do you have?"

"Xiao Zhe..." A Miao rushed over to hug him, "It's not easy for you to grow up, woo woo woo..."

"Let go, let me go..." Nan Zhe's voice suddenly became very weak, and he said angrily, "You crushed my heart stent..."

"Ah?!" A Miao was so frightened that her face turned pale, she quickly unloaded her strength, and checked his 'bracket' nervously.

As a result, I met a pair of familiar eyes full of disdain.

"I didn't install any heart stent at all. Besides, if that thing could be crushed casually, I would have died [-] times." Nan Zhe asked in disgust, "Are you brainless?"

"You lied to me again!" Ah Miao complained loudly.

"Hahahahaha!" Haw and Vigo, who had already seen through the truth, laughed like crazy.

"Who told you to jump over like a dog?" Nan Zhe pulled him to the bathroom, facing the mirror and pressing him on the chair that Haw brought over.

Nan Zhe quickly took out the cosmetics, patted the powder on his face, and muttered, "You have the energy to sympathize with me, why don't you think about the performance later, how to do it best."

"I know, I was wrong." A Miao apologized to him in a low voice.

"You're right, but I don't need sympathy. In the past ten years, I have received enough sympathy." Nan Zhe dragged the eyeshadow palette with his slender wrist, and commanded quite imposingly, "Close your eyes."

Viggo and Haw stood outside, side by side, looked at each other, and smiled in unison.

Nan Zhe, if you don't know him well, you will think that he is a fragile ornamental object that cannot withstand tossing.

After getting acquainted with him, I realized that this person is Pu Wei, who looks slender but actually is tough, much more resistant to tossing than his appearance.

And due to personal experience, he is far more mature, calm, and rational than his peers, and can always look at things from the most rational perspective.

In the team, it is really important to have such a person who can see the overall situation.

——However, Nan Zhe's devil character is really difficult to deal with.

"Okay." Nan Zhe put on Vigo's radiant lipstick, looked at it with satisfaction, and reminded, "There are only 20 minutes left, you guys go get ready."

Ah Miao was ready to rush out excitedly, "Wow! I can finally perform in front of everyone!"

"Wait..." Haw suddenly stopped everyone, "Before we go on stage, shall we cheer up?"

"Huh?" Everyone looked like they didn't understand.

"That's the kind, don't other teams have actions that can enhance the team's momentum?" Haw gestured, "Everyone form a circle, make the same gestures, call the team name or cheer for the show... I know it's very Stupid, stop laughing!"

"Hahaha! It's not stupid, it's just that when I imagined that scene, I always thought it was funny." Viggo cleared his throat and resumed his serious appearance, "Come on."

Chirp's ears were almost red with embarrassment, and just as he was about to surround him with embarrassment, Bo Xi suddenly broke into the room from the outside.

"I've finished distributing the leaflets. You guys are going to...uh, what are you doing? Magic circle?" Bo Xi looked at them in puzzlement.

"No, it's a cheering ceremony!" Haw argued loudly, "This is the group soul, do you understand!"

"If you don't explain clearly, how can he understand?" Vigo waved at Bo Xi, and then called Nan Zhe over, "You guys too."

"Huh? Is it okay?" Bo Xi came over hesitantly.

"Of course you can. Although you can't take the stage for the time being, we are a group." A Miao said this, stepped aside, and made a gesture between herself and Vigo, "Give up Brother Xiaohua's position."

"Come on." Vigo stretched out his hand first.

Several other people stretched out their hands one after another and put them on the back of his hand.

"One, two..."

Vigo shouted a rhythm, and everyone shouted in unison, "Come on for the show!"

"Come on! Our group... has no name!"

"Don't you need the last sentence, okay? The momentum will be weak in an instant."

"Hahahaha!"

In the Ximen Square of the National University, speakers have been installed in advance, and a promotional poster for the performance has been pasted up.

The leaflets that Vigo sent out before had obviously worked. A few people hadn't appeared on the stage yet, and dozens of people had already sparsely surrounded the temporarily circled open space.

The ones standing in the front were the girl with the crystal headband who had promised that she would definitely come, and her long-haired friend.

It was almost eight o'clock, and the three of them arrived at the performance area on time after finishing their styling.

With sunshine in the brows and eyes, A Miao greeted everyone with energy, "Hi everyone! Thank you for coming to our group performance! I am the trainee A Miao, you can also call me Shui Shui~"

His voice is contagious, and if there is a concert, there will be screams.

But it's not a concert now, here, many people don't even know his profession.Hearing such an unusually excited way of greeting, he even whispered, complaining that he was too exaggerated.

"Uh..." Facing the silent scene, Ah Miao's smile almost froze.

Suddenly, the girl in the front row took out a small flashlight from her pocket, waved it and screamed loudly, "A Miao is so handsome! Come on!"

"What are you doing?" The long-haired girl next to her was taken aback.

"Support," said the short-haired girl, "for idols, support is very important, this is for you..."

The short-haired girl stuffed another flashlight, "I didn't get a support stick, let's make do with it first, let's call for them together."

"That's good..." Silly.

Her last voice was drowned in A Miao's gaze.

The boy's eyes were crooked, and the sun seemed to have set in his smile, and he said loudly with great sincerity, "Thank you! I will work hard!"

The long-haired girl seemed to have been bewitched, and immediately ignored the surprised gazes around her, and started calling with extra effort along with her friends.

"Hi everyone, I'm a trainee, Haw. For today's performance, I practiced for a long time, I hope you like it."

"Haw is so cute!!!"

Maknae Chirp: ...

Am I not handsome?

"It's a great honor to meet you here." Vigo, who was standing in the middle, picked up the microphone and threw out a beautiful wink, "My name is Vigo, and I hope to keep everyone's hearts in the next performance. "

Haw, A Miao: ...

Brother, you are so coquettish when you are in business, does Wu Xiaohua know?