Are sand sculpture trench fans distracted today?

An Jingqian's resignation announcement came as scheduled in the evening. The studio and I each posted a few hundred words of short essays explaining the situation. Within a few minutes, it was popular among netizens who were waiting for me.

He's not used to booking work far in the future, and he doesn't have a schedule that starts after a year.Therefore, as soon as he said to leave, he left cleanly, and did not even leave the fans with the slightest thought of "I can see my brother a few more times at the end".

This move was discussed with Mu Zongjian in advance, so it did not have much impact on the company.

The goals of the two parties were unified and cooperated tacitly, and they finally firmly grasped the guidance of public opinion.

Of course, there are still people who are constantly looking for trouble while pinching the video, but that is no longer what An Jingqian needs to deal with now.

He was sitting upright opposite Chairman Sihuan's office chair, tugging on his tie with a calm expression.

"It's been many years since I sat face to face with you, and it feels good to revisit it now."

"I see that you don't seem to have any nostalgia at all."

Su An lowered his head and smoked, stretched out his hand and doubled the documents in front of him.

"Why, doesn't it feel good to be surrounded?"

"...Don't make fun of me with this."

An Jingqian shook his head after shaking his head with a smile, and leaned back as if he was extremely tired, and it took a long time before he let out a sigh of relief.

"Dreaming every night is the time to catch up with the schedule. I've had enough. I don't have much ambition to climb up in this line of work."

When he said this, he nodded in self-approval, but on the contrary, he showed a little bit of the youthful nature that should have been strangled in the cradle.

"I have won a lot of awards for my ability, and I have been really liked by people; now this is the best ending, isn't it?"

"of course not."

Su An laughed out loud when he heard what he said, his voice was light but his tone was very firm.

"Back then, you liked that brat Su Changle, and you didn't want to pass on the message to me; but you couldn't get over the hurdle in your heart. You felt sorry for me, the person who sponsored you to go to college, and asked to sign a gambling agreement to work for Sihuan. That's why you entered. Entertainment."

"But you are talented in this line of work, and the money will be repaid faster than expected."

He looked up at An Jingqian sitting in front of him in an even manner, and suddenly felt a little sigh.

"If it really seems like you're not interested in the job, why don't you take it off after you've completed the task?"

An Jingqian was considered to be the group of children who had never been adopted in the orphanage, the group who had the best way to learn.

As long as he doesn't deliberately ask about the past, he looks no different from a child from a normal parent.

But the fact is not the case after all.

Fans' likes may seem ethereal and unrealistic, but compared to the consistent lack of interest from childhood to adulthood, it is of course much better.

He couldn't forget the birthday cheers made by those little girls in groups outside the studio. In those new banners that were clearly unfolded in front of everyone's eyes in those cold winter months, every stroke was full of love. Words cannot fully express the love.

Even on that day, it was just a string of numbers randomly typed up by Sihuan's staff when they disclosed the star information to the public.

Burnout is real, as is lack of enthusiasm for the job.

But if there is no such incident that Song Nuan has revealed now, he actually thinks it is a good choice to spend his whole life in the entertainment industry for these girls.

After all, no matter how indestructible a person looks, there is always a little animal living in his heart who will feel happy as long as he is loved.

"Maybe because I don't know what to do after quitting the circle."

An Jingqian looked at the person half-truthfully, pursed his lips and added tentatively: "And Xiaonuan and I are both children of Ailan... Anyway, I don't want him to be stumbling by this matter." .”

"Right."

Su An clapped his hands with a smile as if he suddenly thought of something: "If it weren't for your relationship, I might not have thought of it. Song Nuan might have hidden Tong Huaiyin there."

"Speaking of which, I should really thank you very much."

"The chairman is ridiculous."

An Jingqian couldn't hear his specific plan for Song Nuan from these few words, so he paused and decided to ask more clearly.

"My side has come to an end, and this matter has nothing to do with Xiaonuan in front of the public. Then..."

"You don't need to bother to ask me anything."

Su An's mood was like a mirror in his heart, and he didn't have any thoughts to hide at the moment, so he said it very happily: "Because it's not what I want now."

"It's him himself, he doesn't want to renew his contract with Sihuan anymore."

Song Nuan has been suppressed for many years since her debut, and she has finally taken advantage of Su Changle's power to gradually move up, and most of the superior resources are due to him.

Now the seniors in the idol circle of domestic entertainment have made a big hit, and the newcomers haven't grown up yet.

It is the most suitable time for BWP to take the opportunity to develop.

Normally speaking, it is impossible for everyone in their group to choose to quit at this time.

"Isn't this breaking up with Changle?"

Su An looked a little contemptuous, and said in a neutral manner: "I'm still a child, and I'm so angry with my future. But this is also good, otherwise I would have to fight with my prodigal nephew."

"That…"

An Jingqian leaned forward slightly, looking a little anxious: "Didn't the general manager stop you?"

"You have worked with Song Nuan before, you should know his temper better than me. He is not a person who can be persuaded casually if he wants to do something."

Su An curled his lips, and said noncommittally: "But you can also help to talk—in case it succeeds."

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"Xiaonuan... really don't think about it any more?"

In the rare five-person practice room, Tong Yan watched Song Nuan organize the personal equipment in the storage box without moving, and finally couldn't help but speak again after a long time;

"But it hasn't been long since our misunderstanding was resolved, and we are just about to start getting along well."

Get along with.

Song Nuan subconsciously stopped cleaning up when she heard this, and felt a little want to laugh for no reason.

They are not children who have conflicts and can play together after giving a candy. They have been estranged for so many years, and they hope to get back together now.

is it possible.

Nie Size understood the truth, but Tong Yan, who had been the captain of the group for many years, was still unwilling to accept it.

No matter how you look at it, this is really inappropriate.

"Do you really think I can stay in Sihuan?"

Song Nuan didn't pause for too long before continuing what she was doing, and then simply dropped the conversation back: "When I woke up the next day, I continued to hang out with Su Changle as if nothing had happened. ."

When he found out what Wan Yu'an had done before, it wasn't that he didn't give up the opportunity to vent his emotions for this Laoshizi team.

It's just that at that time, he felt that compared to a few impersonal teammates, it was obvious that the bright future at hand was more important.

He can pretend that he doesn't know anything, and get along with his teammates as usual;

But there was absolutely no way to show an attitude of ease in front of Su Changle.

Because from the moment he took the initiative to confess his love, he no longer regarded Su Changle as a ladder to his success.

"You like the general manager."

Meng Lianxuan's words hit the nail on the head: "This is not a good thing."

"I know."

Song Nuan casually threw three words out to send someone, and the word irritability was almost written on his face.

Ever since the video was uploaded to the Internet, and Sihuan was keenly aware that it was his own handwriting, the people who made the phone calls or interviewed about this incident continued.

Anyway, it won't be long before the official Weibo account dedicated to the idol Song Nuan won't need to have the name BWP in front of it.

Now standing in front of these 'colleagues' who have their own thoughts, he is not even happy to deal with them.

"You have the largest fan base in the team, and the meaning of quitting the team or disbanding the team is different. Have you ever thought about what it would be like for the fans to fight back if you were the only one left in the end."

Wan Yu'an, who had been silent for a long time over there, suddenly spoke with a very concerned attitude:

"From the outside, it seems that there is no specific reason for leaving the team, and the time was chosen during the rising period of the group. Xiao Nuan..."

"It's nothing more than feeling that I've just become popular and I'm lawless, treacherous and so on."

Song Nuan spread her hands together: "I don't care."

He didn't belong to the kind of person who had great ideals and ambitions, and was full of satisfaction and longed for the stage.

When I was recruited as a trainee, I was only trying to get in touch with music and dance. I felt that my talent was not bad, and I nodded to the scout after I was able to serve this bowl of rice.

After five years of discord within the team after his debut, even the sense of satisfaction that everyone felt when he was on stage has dropped a lot with him.

So in fact, when it comes to nostalgia, he really doesn't think he has much in his heart.

"...don't lie to yourself."

Sihuan's debut artist's practice room is not considered a public domain, but if the senior leaders want to come, of course, it is impossible to be blocked outside.

Su Changle didn't expect to hear such a sentence as soon as he entered the door, he accelerated and walked a few steps forward, looking a little helpless.

"Even if you don't believe a word of my explanation, there's no need to say such a thing."

When all artists are not growing up, they will instinctively regard the fans who supported them at the beginning as their spiritual support. At that time, all their efforts seem to be because of this group of talents.

It is true that there will be more and more followers in the future, and most of them will gradually become numb to this kind of admiration, but Song Nuan has not tasted the taste of being popular for too long.

After spending more than a year together, Su Changle understands that he is not someone who can easily forget the past.

One must know that even himself, the general manager of the entertainment company, was first noticed by Song Nuan standing on stage by pretending to be a fan of BWP.

In any case, the starlight in the young man's eyes can't lie, Su Changle knew Song Nuan was genuinely happy when he looked at the girls.

After resigning from the group, the fan counterattack that will definitely usher in is inevitable. At that time, he will not be able to face it calmly like today.

Even An Jingqian hesitated for a long time looking at the icon of the support club before sending out the withdrawal announcement, let alone him.

Su Changle didn't want outsiders to treat his feelings as a joke, so he didn't intend to mention breaking up here at all.

He just clasped Song Nuan's hands that naturally hung on both sides of his body, and after making sure that the other party would not resist violently, he glanced sideways at Wan Yu'an who was standing beside him indifferently.

"You wait and come with me."