Chapter 29 "Why are you so nice to me"

Before putting on makeup, Sui Yi memorized the main points of the recording program, and Xiao Chen showed a satisfied smile on the side, a bit of a threat to success and the feeling of being a villain.

She and Sui Yi both stayed up all night. Both of them looked bad. Xiao Chen thought about the skills of the stylist today and felt a lot more at ease.

Sui Yi is actually not too tired, or has been in a state of extreme excitement, his memory and understanding suddenly become extra sensitive, and different things are beating in his mind, sometimes when writing a new song, sometimes when he is writing a new song. Bai Yan's appearance, don't know if the fever has subsided.

He finished all the work in a slightly faster-than-usual heartbeat, then sat down in his chair in harmony, looking up and waiting for makeup.

Xiao Chen leaned on the suitcase and waited for him, the spare phone vibrated wildly in his pocket, Sui Yi looked at her in the rearview mirror, the corners of his mouth cocked.

"Boss, can you stop laughing like that, it's a little scary." Xiao Chen completely let go of the courage to talk to Sui Yi after the incident of the volunteer driver yesterday.

"..." Sui Yi put away her smile.

Ji Zhen dialed her daily routine and picked it up with Sui Yi in a good mood.

"...You guys are already there?" Ji Zhen asked in surprise, "So early? Yesterday I saw that Xiao Chen Qunli changed his signature, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Sui Yi ignored her question.

"Oh, that's right. If it's too early for you to finish recording the interview this afternoon, go to Only's fan meeting. Xiaoyi will also be there, and there are two other contestants." Ji Zhen's mood seemed to have recovered a lot: "In the city center, I didn't tell the show team to die. You can go there if you have time, there is not much time left, Xiaoyi, you need to be careful, you really have to remember, don't let me Take it seriously."

"Understood." Sui Yi answered her with a lower voice.

"Also, the last time you found a promotion for that old classmate of yours, the settlement was settled a few days ago. I directly debited the money from you this month, and the bill was sent to your mailbox. You can watch it when you have time... Forget it, just follow Say it."

With the excitement in Yi's heart, the little Yin Yin jumped a few times and said, "Okay, thank you Sister Zhen."

Ji Zhen was like a long-winded parent, and after catching the new album and Yi Shengqing's "only" debut, she talked for a long time before hanging up with a yawn.

Xiao Chen hugged his jacket and looked at him in shock. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Boss, haven't you told Sister Zhen that the new song will be redone?"

Sui Yi was stunned for a while, and told her the answer with her expression.

Xiao Chen showed a very painful expression, and opened the schedule synchronized with the Ministry of Commerce from her mobile phone. The release date of Suiyi's new song has been scheduled for May 3rd.

"There's no need for May 3." Xiao Chen muttered to himself: "When the next program is broadcast, you will be able to hear the new song."

Bai Yan sang, Xiao Chen thought blankly.

Sui Yi's mobile phone ding dong dong popped up two or three messages, indicating that the account had been deducted more than 300,000 yuan, followed by an email reminder with an encrypted link.

Sui Yi reached out and clicked on one of the documents, which was neatly arranged with Bai Yan's promotion summary for this month. Various data were written in the dense table, and several line graphs climbed steadily.

These numbers and line segments are like bricks and dust, and little by little they build the foundation of Bai Yan in this network.

At the end of the rest day, the player management gave the entire dormitory a big cleaning, and the phones and tablets that had been hidden in various crevices were turned over.

There was also a cell phone under Bai Yan's bed that I didn't know who it was. The player management reluctantly put it away and sighed, "I really don't know what it means to put away a cell phone."

Since the realization of the freedom of mobile phones, the time players spend in the practice room has dropped sharply. Most of the time, they will play mobile phones in the dormitory or listen to songs in the rest area.

The assistant's dance class was empty several times in a row. The executive director couldn't bear to come to the dormitory area to chase people away. Bai Yan was dragged to the practice room by a player who was not very familiar with him and became one of the few students today.

The teaching assistant is very young and doesn't seem to be a few years older than most of the players, so he kindly showed them a teaching video, and demonstrated it a few times with a real person before letting everyone practice on their own: "This may be used in the finals. I recommend everyone to study hard.”

Bai Yan imitated his appearance and turned around, stumbled by his left foot, the assistant teacher cast a helpless look, and stepped forward to break his arms and back into the correct shape.

"Teacher, come and teach me!" The red-haired contestant in front of Bai Yan sounded coquettish, waving his hand to attract the assistant's attention.

The teaching assistant adjusted Bai Yan's posture and walked over to support his shoulder: "Sink a little."

"Teacher, did you dance this dance when you debuted?" The red-haired tone was tentative.

The teaching assistant casually said, "Maybe, it's right to learn anyway, there will always be a camera."

"Teacher don't say it so desolately, I will cry." Another player said.

Bai Yan felt the sudden dullness in the practice room, and lowered his arms, as if he was a little tired and stood and rested for a while.

While holding the back of the person in front of him, the teaching assistant observed the whole movement in front of the practice mirror, and said with little concern: "Being a star requires some basic skills. If you don't invest in it, everyone will have similar luck, right?" After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bai Yan in the mirror, his expression a little subtle.

Inexplicably received a question, Bai Yan stood there a little embarrassedly, wondering if he should bend his body into the strange shape before, fortunately, before he was finished, the assistant teacher called to dissolve and rest.

He walked to the corner of the practice room, blended into the background wall naturally, took out his mobile phone, Yuan Yuan registered him with a trumpet, and Bai Yan usually used this trumpet to read content.

He stroked a few times, all of which were photos Sui Yi had taken from various angles when he got off a commercial vehicle this morning.

Bai Yan opened a few large pictures, only to realize that he had unknowingly paid attention to a lot of Suiyi-related content.

The content in Suiyichao's words seems to never stop updating. The top popular science posts are as thick as magazines. A short video, maybe a few pictures, he clicked through it every time, and watched most of it.

The Suiyi in these links is almost magical, which is very different from the Suiyi in Bai Yan's memory, but stripped off the lighting, stage effects, soundtrack and makeup on the face, it seems to be no different from that Suiyi.

He was a little fascinated. Someone in the fan group posted a new preview link. It was the fan meeting of only 2019 tonight. In the center of the poster is the makeup photo of Sui Yi at the beginning. Jumping up and down fans' comments liked it.

The box lunch delivered to the studio tonight is half a box less, the executive director no longer shouts with a loudspeaker, and the atmosphere of competition in the entire dormitory area has disappeared. With the mentality of a friendly ending, the director team organized everyone to join Watch today's livestream in the lobby.

The contestants who have dominated the top three polls for the past two months stood in uniform in front of the camera, with fans struggling to control their expressions.

Bai Yan felt that the hall with more than 30 people was much quieter, and sat down near the electronic screen. The lunch box was filled with dishes that had not changed throughout the spring.

Dry ice began to be sprayed on the elevator platform without money again, and Sui Yi came up from behind the scenes in a strangely tailored suit.

Bai Yan stared at him, feeling that the shadow on Sui Yi's nose was very strange, like an oil painting with heavy brushwork.

The host is a well-known girl in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai who is famous for live broadcasts. She was distracted by the sensational atmosphere on the scene.

Sui Yi's voice was obviously louder than the other three, and the host placed him on the high stool to answer questions.

"Tutor Suiyi, is it hard to be a tutor during this time?" the host asked.

Suiyi smiled and said, "They are more difficult."

The host put the microphones to the mouths of the contestants in turn. Yi Shengqing and Luo Yao were like little fans, and they put two rounds of rainbow farts in front of the camera.

Li Xiujie held up a smile. He didn't seem to be in a high mood. After thinking about it, he said, "I have taught me a lot to the teacher, and I am very grateful to him."

The sub-camera was pushed over, Sui Yi smiled and didn't speak. He thought for a while before remembering this person. He dominated the dance group and the rap group all the year round. Except for the first stage commentary, Sui Yi almost never spoke to him.

"Then there's the issue of death!" The host turned over a card in his hand and asked softly, "According to the instructor, among the three players, whose current performance satisfies you the most?"

"I'm very satisfied." Suiyi said without blinking: "It's just that they are too strict with themselves and are always dissatisfied with themselves."

"Is that so?" The host acquiesced to his perfunctory and motioned the players standing side by side to pick up the microphone.

Luo Yao was the first to raise his microphone and hesitantly repeated Sui Yi's original words several times, smiling naively.

Yi Shengqing stood numbly, not like picking up the microphone, Sui Yi glanced at him and said, "Next question."

The host picked up a new card and asked, "Among the three contestants on stage, which contestant do you look forward to the most next time? Send a blessing!"

Sui Yi seemed to think for a while, then raised his chin: "Xiao Yi, you have to perform better next time, I believe you have unlimited possibilities."

Loud shouts erupted from the audience pool under the stage on the screen, which were transmitted into the lobby of the studio building through speakers.

Bai Yan listened to the last question expressionlessly, poked his chopsticks into the lunch box, and threw them into the trash can beside the table.

As soon as Sui Yi finished the live broadcast, his eyelids jumped. Although according to his attitude towards life, there is no such habit of superstition, he still has a bad feeling.

Xiao Chen followed behind him to the parking lot. The phone seemed to be equipped with a perpetual motion motion, and it kept ringing.

Sui Yi glanced at her screen and saw that the chat group of the Nanzhu public relations team dedicated to serving him kept jumping red dots one after another, Xiao Chen's face looked serious, and he quickly opened a message with his finger, each one of which was untrue. exist.

Sui Yi stopped and asked her with a frown, "What's going on?"

Xiao Chen was inattentive, almost bumped into his back, and said hesitantly, "There was a player who was broadcasting live this morning, and now there are some posts that vilify you, and they are being deleted."

Sui Yi hummed, and after a while she asked, "What did the live broadcast say?"

Xiao Chen was embarrassed for a while, then hesitantly: "It means that you and Bai Yan have a bad relationship. Now it has been revealed that you and Bai Yan are college classmates, and they are still in the same class."

"And you said on the show that you didn't know him before. Everyone said that you were so popular that you put on small shoes for your old classmates, intersex." Xiao Chen picked a few key words, and then quickly expressed his loyalty: "Of course, I I know that boss, you don't want to be too kind to Bai Yan, you are the best to him in the world, okay?"

Sui Yi glanced at her with the same expression on her face, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket calmly. When Xiao Chen came on stage, Xiao Chen helped him to mute him. At this time, a dozen messages were piled up.

Except for Ji Zhen, no one usually contacts him, except for a few system prompts, the rest of the news is in Bai Yan's dialog box.

Sui Yi's eyelids accelerated and jumped even more.

He clicked on the dialog box and found that Bai Yan had sent him more than a dozen links with the title bluffing, all of which were from different platforms, and looked like the works of his fans.

The content of the videos is the same. They are all interviews with newcomers who have worked with Suiyi, or some older singers who have just made a comeback. The central idea is how good Suiyi is, and how much he takes care of himself during the cooperation.

The fan who cut the video ended with a bold font, writing: "Suiyi is a great man! Let's say it together! Thank you Suiyi!"

Sui Yi watched the videos one by one with no expression, and couldn't even remember the names of some people in them.

He suddenly remembered something, turned the chat log up a few pages, and saw the last sentence Bai Yan left him: "Why are you so kind to me?"

The underground parking lot was deserted and quiet, and the wind poured into the thin coat that was not very practical. Standing in the center of the city more than 1,000 kilometers away from Qinhuangdao, Sui Yi suddenly felt very close to the white banquet when she was in college.

Probably this person is still the same as when he was in college, he likes to give examples, like to popularize science, like to collect information, and then find patterns.

Sui Yi smiled at the phone, feeling that the exhaustion of 30 hours of continuous rotation suddenly flooded up.

"Xiao Chen." Sui Yi's voice was a little hoarse, "Look at Bai Yan, there is something not very good, and help him deal with it."

Xiao Chen gave Suiyi a look from his hard work: "Okay, boss."

"Also." Sui Yi opened the back seat door, "Only when is the next recording?"

Xiao Chen climbed into the co-pilot and rolled his eyes secretly at the air: "Next Tuesday, next Tuesday!"