After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

It is indeed no match for the best beauty salons.

The self in the mirror is actually not very beautiful, because of irregular work and rest and the shock of losing her boyfriend, dark circles, puffiness and a few evil little pimples appeared all together.

Even so, she still looks plump, juicy and alive because of her age.

"Wow, big hair!" The roommate on the opposite bed with Jian Wuyu was Jin Meizhu, a trainee from Class D. She looked energetic while swiping her phone, and suddenly she saw some news and didn't read it. Controlling himself, he patted Jian Wuyu on the shoulder.

Jian Wuyu trembled when she patted her, and looked over with a frown.

Jin Meizhu apologized hastily, and lowered her voice: "Someone was shot at the bus station in Mingchendong, and I heard that the person who died was the illegitimate meal of Senior Bian Baekhyun—"

Jian Wuyu turned her face and glanced at the screen of the phone - it was the headline page of the news. She slowly raised her eyelids, her big Putao eyes were dark and cold: "Who did you listen to, it wasn't written in the news."

"The news about senior Bian Baekhyun must have been suppressed by the company." Jin Meizhu was a little sobered by the indifferent eyes, shrinking her neck, and added in a low voice, "My uncle works in the police station, he It was said in the family group - don't tell it, if this kind of news spreads in the company, you and I will be finished, and my uncle may also lose his job. "

"So," Jian Wuyu glanced at this beautiful but obviously brainless girl, took a breath silently, looked away, raised the corners of her lips to give a smile, and said softly, "Your uncle is as good as you My niece is very lucky."

It seems that at least Baekhyun was not dragged into the water, and it is not unusual to be connected with a murder case, especially if some fans of Baekhyun just commented in their brains that "the death of an illegitimate child will not be punished".

A serious criminal case is not something that anyone can comment on at will, let alone a venue that can be dominated by fan circles. If you use the style of fan circles to criticize this incident, the majority of netizens will be angered, and passers-by will treat Bian Baekhyun The favorability of his fans plummeted - although he himself did not speak out, the attitude of his fans was enough to show everything.

Fortunately, the situation did not develop to this point.

Jin Meizhu could hear that what Jian Wuyu said was not good, she leaned back in her chair angrily, lowered her head and complained in a low voice: "What are you doing, I just want to share with you, you have been in a bad mood for the past two days , I want you to divert your attention."

Jian Wuyu glanced at her and nodded, "Thank you."

Although seeing news reports about yourself being shot does not make you feel happy.

Jin Meizhu is the closest person to An Yan among all the trainees. She was the one who cared about An Yan last night, but that was only Jin Meizhu's one-sided enthusiasm, and An Yan never responded.

Jian Wuyu thought that An Yan should remember Jin Meizhu's dedication in his heart, because the memo specifically recorded Jin Meizhu's birthday, and also noted that he should remember to buy Jin Meizhu's favorite makeup brand eye shadow as a gift.

After some thinking, Jian Wuyu decided to be more enthusiastic and less venomous towards the simple and even a little silly girl next to him.

In fact, the life of an SM trainee is different from what Jian Wuyu imagined, and it is very different from what she read in some novels when she was an editor.

One hour of exercise in the morning, followed by dance lessons, self-discipline practice until lunch time, because the practice room is open all day, and SM trainees are also hardworking enough, although there is no management teacher to supervise, basically no one is lazy, besides , The month-end assessment and the company's elimination mechanism are no joke.

Classes A, B, C, and D are clearly separated, but there is no obvious discriminatory behavior. Everyone is busy practicing. Those who score in class D three times in a row will be eliminated, and this time class C will also be eliminated by 25%.

The well-known trainees are all in Class A and the debut preparatory class, and they are not usually seen, only the monthly exams or going to the bathroom are fortunate enough to pass by.

Jin Meizhu told her all the above. This child is like a conscientious Novice Village guide NPC in the game.

All of Jian Wuyu's rebirth experiences are actually related to dance. Once she was dressed as a famous ballet dancer, and once she was dressed as a wandering entertainer on the street.

Regardless of occupation, regardless of social status, all kinds of people will commit suicide.

And Jian Wuyu became them, trying to improve their original life trajectory and life as much as possible, but let their true appearance continue to remain in the world, and neither became famous nor notorious because of her.

Now Jian Wuyu is going to become An Yan, the SM trainee who danced since elementary school, and successfully passed the month-end assessment about whether to stay or not.

Because An Yan is a trainee who has just joined SM, most of the courses are basic courses, classes, and few individual courses. This reduces some pressure on Jian Wuyu. After all, changes in singing and dancing details are generally unavoidable. The eyes of a professional teacher, if it is a personal course teacher, she will know her better.

Jian Wuyu didn't know anything about the dance she learned in the dance class, but luckily the teacher was about to start teaching new dance music.

Jian Wuyu's memory is very good, she can remember all the movements at once, without missing any details, while An Yan's body itself has a good foundation, coordination and flexibility.

The other trainees didn't notice it, and didn't question it when they did, but the dance teacher saw something was wrong and let the others practice freely. He called Jian Wuyu out of the practice room alone, and asked her, "Have you recently—"

"Let's ask this, An Yan." She frowned tightly, her eyes fixed on Jian Wuyu, "has something happened recently? Your dancing has changed, you——your style? You're just imitating me Yes, you learned quickly and your movements are standard, but I am worried about your state, you know that dancing is not imitation, why did you suddenly change?"

"You are in Class C because of your dance. If your dance is like this now, you won't be able to keep it. Do you have no idea what you want to do in the future? Don't you want to move forward?"

It can be seen that the woman in front of her is really caring about herself, Jian Wuyu put away her perfunctory attitude, lowered her head and thought for a moment, raised her eyes and explained: "Sorry, I'm not in a good state recently, because my boyfriend Wanting to break up with me I even want to kill myself, I'm already trying to adjust, it may take a while."

She lowered her voice, but her attitude was calm, upright and straightforward, which made the dance teacher dumbfounded.

"You," the dance teacher choked on too much information, staring at the girl who bowed at 90 degrees in front of her with a sincere attitude, and didn't know what to say for a while, "You, you—"

"I will try my best to adjust, teacher," Jian Wuyu bowed deeply, with a calm voice, "I'm very sorry. Thank you for your concern."

SM gave the trainees a very free and relaxed environment, at least Jian Wuyu thought so. The teacher didn't pursue too much, but just asked her to think more about her future.

There was no swearing, no long speeches, and no corporal punishment.

Jian Wuyu didn't do anything else after returning to the practice room. She found An Yan's previous month-end assessment video and the usual dance practice video saved in her mobile phone, and kept imitating them.

She must be like An Yan.She must become An Yan.

Lunch time at noon is the worst time. There are many people in the cafeteria. As the latest batch of trainees who came in, Jian Wuyu had to bow while walking. people bow.

The hierarchical system in South Korea is very strict, and Jian Wuyu advocates that everyone is equal - the problem is that even if this system is really followed, everyone in the company has to bow to her, how many years has she lived.

Just when Jian Wuyu straightened up again with a smile, wondering if he was not a tumbler, and if he folded back and forth like this, the ground would break if he leaned forward and backward, Jin Meizhu next to him suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: " Dafa! Senior Byun Baekhyun!"

Bian Boxian, a name that made Jian Wuyu feel the shadow of death.

Jian Wuyu's hands trembled and almost spilled the food on the plate, and there seemed to be a dull pain in his abdomen, after all, it was unprecedented because the same person died twice.

"It's really big——" Jin Meizhu's eyes glowed with excitement.

Jian Wuyu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Jin Meizhu, thinking that there was no need to exclaim so exaggeratedly, but she agreed to treat Jin Meizhu better, so she also followed her gaze, only seeing a In the back view, I couldn’t tell if it was Baekhyun, but he still agreed without hesitation: “Wow, really.”

She paused, but still couldn't hold back: "As a colleague of the same company, you make a lot of fuss."

"What are you talking about?" Jin Meizhu slapped her and whispered with her eyes wide open, "Ah, are you stupid? What kind of colleague! That's a senior! I don't usually see seniors at all. I practice two It’s been a month since I saw senior Bian Baekhyun in real life for the first time.”

Jian Wuyu was surprised and said, "Ah, is that so?"

"OK," she held the dinner plate in one hand, twisted Jin Meizhu's shoulders with the other, pushed her forward, and said the cruelest truth in the most tender voice, "If you still stay in D for this assessment Ben, then this is the last time you will see the real Baekhyun at the company."

"Axi," so many seniors were there, Jin Meizhu didn't dare to shout loudly, she gave Jian Wuyu a look, "Ruthless."

"Senior, what are you doing here?" Jin Meizhu's eyes were still rolling, "It's strange, we trainees and seniors don't practice in the same building."

Jian Wuyu didn't want to stay too long to waste time: "It has nothing to do with us." But she took another look, after all, she knew someone in a certain sense.

The man in the loose black T turned his back to her like that, wearing a black peaked cap, silent