A Guide to Fake Marriage and Real Fragrance

Half an hour before the start of the selection, the staff of the youth trainee program group are all ready, and the members of the mentor team who arrived on time at Xiangyun Entertainment are all in the rest area at the moment, looking at the materials and videos of the trainees of the three companies , the atmosphere is very casual.

The mentors are all airless people, so getting close is of course not difficult, not to mention that there are two funny people among them, the speed of getting close is even faster.After the first selection, the few of them quickly became friends, and they even had a drink the next night.

After all, it was because of a drink appointment, so he spoke without any scruples. The dance instructor Shao Xinghe looked at the information of the trainees and said, "The trainees who participated in the selection today are the trainees under the Big Three. Our top promoter How dare you be late."

Wei Hang, the rap instructor, wore dreadlocks that didn't look like a good person, and said casually: "It's not bad if a person is not sick."

Several mentors understood, and immediately laughed.

Their top promoter is a weirdo. She is too tired to participate in the filming of the selection. She finds excuses to ask for sick leave every day. One day, she will be ill tomorrow. As long as there is a selection filming, she will be sick. Up to now, she has not recovered from her illness.

Wei Hang sighed: "Let me tell you, the life of our top promoter is really tough. Since the selection began, she has been suffering from minor and serious illnesses, catching a cold, having a fever, hurting her waist from dancing, and stretching her tendons in the splits." Forget it, fell off the bed and hit her head with a slight concussion? What else can I say, I can only sincerely wish her all right."

After the words fell, another burst of laughter rang out.

In a small corner, the person in charge of the art department who heard their conversation: "..."

The person in charge of the Art System had a headache, and while scolding the initiator in his heart, he silently prayed that there would be no conflict between the mentor group and the initiator when they met for the first time.

She cleared her throat, and was about to say something casually to divert the instructors' attention, when she heard a crisp female voice over there.

"The trainees who have undergone systematic training in large companies are indeed different from the free-range trainees in small companies," said the female tutor who is in charge of rap with Wei Hang. Her name is Ai Qiu. Artists under Star Entertainment, the top label in the rap industry, may be young, but their status in the rap industry is not small.

She is not only the champion of the first rap show, but also the producer of the next few rap shows. Her works are often active on the major charts and have won numerous awards. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as being soft. Among the many female rappers, the person who stands out and occupies the c position exclusively, is called the bubble ring princess by fans.

"Yes, abilities are not at the same level at all," vocal teacher Song You said to Ai Qiu with a smile.

"Why aren't you on the same level?" As the door opened, a sneer broke the relaxed atmosphere in the rest area. Shanshan's belated top-tier promoter, Xiao Shanshan, walked straight to the table where the tutor group was, her eyes full of unfriendliness .

In a small corner, the person in charge of the art management team: "..."

This is really something to be afraid of. The person in charge of the art management group, Fue, although the instructors in their group have no airs, they are not good at nothing. After all, they are all prosperous figures in their own circle. How could it be possible to let a waste who has no works rely on fans' blood to ride on his head.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and sent Fu Shengge a distress message: Sister Shengge, Dingliu is running wild in your territory, help me.

Xiao Shanshan looked up and down at the tutors sitting around the table, with an unconcealable arrogance between her eyebrows and eyes: "I come from a small company, but tell me, what is the difference between me and artists from a big company? "

Ai Qiu crossed her legs, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at her with a half-smile, not intending to speak.

Wei Hang next to him suddenly said, "Xiao Aiqiu."

Ai Qiu's expression froze, and he turned his head to look at him, that look seemed to say - didn't you see that I was pretending?Why are you interrupting me?

The two are old acquaintances, and they have a very good relationship. Of course, Wei Hang knew what her eyes meant, and said with a smile: "This person, if he doesn't even know where he is, it's too sad. He doesn't know what he is. Where there is a difference, you can’t make progress, and if you can’t make progress, you can only stay where you are.”

"Well," Ai Qiu nodded, regretting, "It's too pitiful to stay in place, if you don't get crushed to death by the rushing waves, you will be trampled to death by the rushing waves."

Several mentors laughed when they heard this.

Xiao Shanshan's face was livid, and she almost broke her teeth.

She is used to being domineering, but she has never suffered from this kind of anger. It's just a group of mentors, and the fans are not as many as her alone. What's so awesome?

Thinking of this, she sneered and asked Ai Qiu, "Who are you cursing to death?"

Ai Qiu turned her head and looked at her sympathetically, with an innocent and simple expression: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you are weak and sick. Why do I mention death in front of you with my mouth... Oh, by the way, are you okay?"

Of course Xiao Shanshan knew that she was implying that she was asking for sick leave, so she said coldly, "I'm fine, please don't worry about it."

Wei Hang continued: "Really? Don't be brave, who doesn't know that you are weak and sick. I didn't say, Xiao Shanshan, your body is really bad. I advise you to retire from the captivity and raise your body. You are young, tsk tsk tsk , I sincerely hope you are all right, really, I hope you are all right."

The word "retire from the circle" successfully poked Xiao Shanshan, before she could think of a word, she blurted out: "You fucking..."

The sound of opening the door came suddenly, she froze her voice suddenly, turned her head to look at the door, and when she saw who was coming, she hurriedly squeezed out a flattering smile, and said delicately, "Hello, Sister Shengge."

Fu Shengge leaned lazily on the edge of the door frame, looking at Xiao Shanshan with no warmth in his eyes: "Your mother is here? Why did I hear you calling for mother?"

Speaking of this, she looked around, wondering: "Which one is your mother in this room? If I remember correctly, the four in front of you are all members of the mentor group, and the one squatting in the corner is a youth trainee." The person in charge of the art department of the program group, who were you calling mother just now?"

Fu Shengge's high status in the industry is not all because of her status as a manager, but because of the resources and connections she holds.

So, even though Xiao Shanshan now understands that Fu Shengge is hurting her, she still doesn't have the guts to offend Fu Shengge, let alone act wild in front of Fu Shengge.

Misunderstood your uncle, Wei Hang twitched the corner of his mouth, and said casually: "Sister Shengge, Xiao Shanshan's mother is calling me."

Mentors: "..."

The instructors held back their laughter until their shoulders trembled.

Fu Shengge smiled, and said casually: "Really? You have such a good relationship? But Shanshan, Ren Weihang's mentor is a man, so it's inappropriate for you to call mom."

The implication is that you have to call Dad.

The instructors couldn't help it, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Fu Shengge glanced at Xiao Shanshan, and said concernedly: "Shanshan, why do you look so ugly? Are you still sick?"

Xiao Shanshan: "..."

Fu Shengge clicked his tongue: "You are working too hard. If you are not in good health, you should rest more. Listen to the doctor and don't be brave. I wish you good health."

Xiao Shanshan smiled far-fetchedly: "Thank you, Sister Sheng Ge, for your concern."

Fu Shengge glanced at her watch. The selection would start in 10 minutes. Xiangyun Duoduo's four cubs were still soaking in the practice room. She waved her hands perfunctorily: "You're welcome, I have something else to do. You guys should be busy."

After speaking, he turned and left the rest area.

There are a lot of people in the corridor at the moment, they are all trainees from OMG and KC, practicing songs with earphones, huddling together to follow the dance moves, and there is a lot of noise all around.

Fu Shengge greeted OMG and the person in charge of KC, and took the trainees to the public practice room, which is also today's selection venue: "There is still 10 minutes to start shooting, and the practice children hurry up and practice, want to drink water and eat If you want to go to the rest area next to it, there is everything in the rest area, just treat it as your own company, don't be nervous."

After explaining the scene, I went upstairs to find the four cubs of Xiangyun Duoduo.

Xiangyun Duoduo's practice room is on the top floor of Xiangyun Entertainment. To be precise, the top floor of Xiangyun Entertainment belongs to Xiangyun Duoduo. There are practice rooms, studios, dressing rooms, clothing rooms, and rest areas. Anyone can listen to it. I can't help saying that Xiangyun Entertainment is really a big girl, the group name takes up the company name, and the treatment in the company is also very good.

Of course, there are reasons for good remuneration. After all, Xiangyun Entertainment is a company that pays attention to "the capable get more".

Outside the practice room, the teachers in the company watched their four cubs through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, with unconcealed relief on their faces.

The usual serious vocal music teacher folded his arms, and the smile on his face was enough to startle the jaws of all the trainees: "They will be our signature in the future."

The dance teacher was noncommittal, and said with a smile: "Our company only sent four children to the youth trainees. OMG and KC are terrible. I suspect that they have moved their entire family here, and whether they will leave a way for other companies to survive."

The vocal teacher didn't look sideways, and his eyes were still on his own cubs: "It's useless to move the family here. There are a total of five debut spots. Even if they are divided into two groups, there are only ten."

The dance teacher nodded: "It depends on who gets the flower."

The rap teacher raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Who will win? Of course it will be ours! The selection will start in 10 minutes! Can you say something nice!"

dance instructor:"……"

The dance teacher only grasped one important point: "How long will the selection start?"

The rap teacher was at a loss: "10 minutes, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? The selection will start in 10 minutes, and they are still in the practice room!" While speaking, the dance teacher opened the door of the practice room with a bang, and shouted, "Little crab! There are still 10 minutes left in the selection It's just started! Take the team members to change clothes quickly! Oh my god, look at the sweat on your face! Can you clean up! Although our company doesn't look at faces, we can't break our heads on appearance Losing in this part is too bad..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by four cold eyes.

dance instructor:"……"

The dance teacher obediently walked out of the practice room, closed the door, and continued to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, acting as an emotionless spectator.