Chapter 40 "Am I a waste?"

On the top floor of the hotel, 20 kilometers away from the studio, the tufted carpet in the corridor isolates most of the noise.

Xiao Chen opened and charged the notebook that had been accumulating dust all year round, placed it on the coffee table in the living room of the suite, and closed the door gently.

Sui Yi didn't remove her makeup, her eyeliner became a shadow at the end of her eyes.

Ji Zhen in the video conference was elegant and calm, completely different from the way she was on the phone a few minutes ago and Sui Yi jumped out of anger.

"Let's start then?" Ji Zhen smiled just right, and the financial report for the whole year of last year popped up on the shared screen. On the right, there were several line graphs that were not very obvious going down.

Except for Suiyi, the faces of the people on the screen are not very good-looking.

As if unaware, Ji Zhen introduced last year's situation in an orderly manner, focusing on the word "tax payment". The microphones on the interface were all turned on, but no one spoke.

"The details of each quarter are in the following materials, and you can take a look at the bosses who are interested." Ji Zhen ended without any leakage: "If you have no doubts, I will start to introduce the second quarter?"

No one spoke, Ji Zhen moved her finger in the video, and the document jumped to the next page.

The avatars of the five Nanzhu newcomers were cut into small pieces and pasted on the back of each project as if they were labels. Ji Zhen pointed to Yi Shengqing's avatar and said, "The fastest landing should be Only. It is expected that the finals of Only will end at the end of April. , If Yi Shengqing takes the only debut position, the follow-up champion will cooperate with North Satellite TV in concerts, movies, variety shows and TV series. The revenue of concerts is relatively low. I will not introduce it in detail here. The movie is fully activated. Configuration, it is conservatively estimated that the box office is more than 1.5 billion, and Xiaoyi is reserved for the second male position. In addition, variety shows have completed investment promotion for 12 brands, and the sponsorship fee is estimated to be around 1 billion..."

Sui Yi's expression was very light, which was incompatible with the face full of light. He looked at a slideshow filled with billions of resources, and the corners of his mouth were not obvious.

"Hey? Where's Suiyi?" asked a shareholder wearing rimless glasses.

The other person ignored the presence of the client and followed Ji Zhen on the screen and asked, "Yes, what will Suiyi do this year?"

Ji Zhen coughed twice, speaking a little slowly: "Suiyi has no other major events in the second quarter except for "Only". The new album and concert plan are scheduled for the end of the year, and the title of the concert has already been negotiated..."

"He doesn't film?" Ji Zhen was interrupted, "Is there any other variety show besides Only?"

Ji Zhen took a deep breath and kept the expression on her face: "There are a few who are in contact, and I can synchronize the information to everyone."

She glanced at Sui Yi, and seeing that he was still in no mood, she continued hesitantly: "It's basically a satellite TV that cooperates deeply with Nanzhu..."

"Oh, don't tell me this." An impatient look appeared behind the long and narrow lenses, "Just tell me which variety shows and movies are available, don't tell me about albums and concerts."

After a long silence in the online conference room, Ji Zhen said, "Nothing is confirmed yet."

"Okay, then let Yi Shengqing debut." The shareholders seemed to be impatient, and some of them took the lead in hanging up the video.

In the end, Ji Zhen and Suiyi were left in the routine. Ji Zhen looked at him with a wry smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes increased a lot: "Listen, they want Xiaoyi to debut now."

With a cold face, Sui Yi supported her face with her hands and said nothing.

"The two of us are safe and steady to send Xiaoyi to debut. You can sing whatever you want in the second half of the year." Ji Zhen concluded.

The dinner that was delivered by the hotel was already cold, Xiao Chen hesitated for a while, but opened the door and sent it in.

Sui Yi looked a little tired and sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Boss?" Xiao Chen called to him, "Do you want something to eat?"

Sui Yi didn't move, it looked like a delicate sculpture under the top light of the living room.

Xiao Chen kept silent, took away the computers on several sides, and put a few dishes in front of him.

The white porcelain plate made a crisp sound when it hit the glass, and Sui Yi seemed to wake up, looking up at Xiao Chen, who had a cat on his waist: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Chen sighed and said, "Do you want something to eat?"

Sui Yi picked up the chopsticks and shoved something from the chopsticks into his mouth. Xiao Chen looked at him and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, are you under a lot of pressure?"

Take a look at her.

Xiao Chen has been in Nanzhu for a few years. When he first came, Sui Yi was just emerging. For about three years, he was different from the other artists in the company, and he always seemed to keep away from strangers.

She also followed Sui Yi to and from recording in the past half a year, and only became familiar with it a little.

"Are you insomnia? I'll give you some hot milk?" Xiao Chen glanced at his clenched brows, "Tomorrow's recording is quite early."

"No need." Sui Yi refused in a flat tone.

"Boss, let me ask another question." Xiao Chen hesitated before leaving, "Are you worried? What did Sister Zhen tell you? Can I do something?"

Sui Yi sat for a while without speaking.

"Then I'll go first?" Xiao Chen waited for a while, before leaving without even the script, poured a glass of water and put it in front of him: "You have a good rest."

"...Am I a waste?" Suiyi asked her in a low voice for some reason.

Xiao Chen couldn't believe his ears, his expression was complicated: "Boss, what are you talking about?"

Sui Yi shook his head, as if to smile.

"If you are a waste, then domestic entertainment will perish!" Xiao Chen was shocked and began to retort, "Boss! Follow the boss! How can you have such a ridiculous idea, I haven't seen the movie and song Sanqi in the past 20 years. You are more powerful, and you are the one who is so arrogant in everything you do, isn't it?"

The more Xiao Chen said, the more outrageous he became, and Sui Yi interrupted her in time: "Okay, okay, go back."

"Boss." Xiao Chen put away the expression he was giving a speech, "Although I don't quite understand it, I know that you all have difficulties, but you are such a powerful person that you can definitely do anything you want."

Sui Yi was noncommittal, no longer in a hurry to drive people away.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Chen couldn't help gossip. "Boss, I'm very curious, what do successful people like you want and what do they want to do?"

"A lot." Sui Yi perfunctory her.

"For example?" Xiao Chen persevered, "I feel like most people can't figure out what they want to do."

Sui Yi put the chopsticks back: "I didn't understand it before, but I slowly realized it."

It was rare for him to say a lot of words in private, and Xiao Chen showed curiosity: "What do you want to understand?"

Sui Yi paused and said, "I won't tell you."

"Ah..." Xiao Chen felt a little sad.

"I'm going to bed, close the door for me." Sui Yi got up and walked to the bedroom.

Bai Yan entered the practice room with a room full of strange eyes. Li Xiujie turned his back to him and looked at him in the mirror with a surprised expression.

The electronic screen in the middle of the practice room was black, replaced by a position card pasted on each player's chest. Bai Yan glanced at it and found that everyone's position jumped forward by one digit, and the dance of the nine people changed. It became eight people, and his number plate was glued to the chest of a baby-faced player.

"Let's go out and talk." Li Xiujie's face was very normal among a group of players with complicated expressions. He threw the towel around his neck on the ground and stopped Bai Yan at the door of the practice room.

Bai Yan limped and followed him to the blind spot at the entrance of the stairs.

"Are your feet better?" Li Xiujie glanced at his ankle, and he could see obvious swelling through the socks.

"It's better." Bai Yan felt a little guilty, and moved his toes to show that he was in a good state.

Li Xiujie made no secret of his doubts. After a while, he said, "I told the director team about this situation. If it really doesn't work, you won't dance."

Bai Yan was stunned for a while, and asked, "Don't dance, what do you mean?"

"I just don't participate in the performance." Li Xiujie said, "I have re-arranged the dance version for eight people. If you really can't do it by then, just dance for eight people."

"Oh." Bai Yan nodded, and suddenly understood what he meant: "If you don't participate in the performance, you mean to retire directly?"

"It shouldn't be." Li Xiujie hesitated, "I heard from the director's team that the part of the reality show is still reserved."

"Oh." Bai Yan felt a little depressed, "I just removed it."

"...Don't say that." Li Xiujie's mood is not high, "I should give you a topic at that time, there is no such thing as Bai Yan in the seventh issue."

Bai Yan was a little dazed: "Really?"

"Yeah." Li Xiujie's expression became a bit complicated, "I don't want this either, but there are only four days left, and there are other people in the group. Everyone wants to enter the next round, and I have to be responsible for them."

Bai Yan thought for a while: "Nine people's dances won't be practiced again, right?"

Li Xiujie looked at him for a while, then nodded.

"The executive director also finds it troublesome, and it is estimated that he will find you later in the evening." Li Xiujie's eyes were dark, and he looked down at the marble floor: "I'm sorry, Bai Yan."

"This is my problem." Bai Yan's tone was calm.

"I fought for it yesterday." Li Xiujie stared at the ink pattern on the ground, his expression gradually became sad: "I don't want this either, I don't want you to be like this."

The surrounding air became sticky, Bai Yan couldn't interpret what you meant by this, but felt a little stuffy: "It doesn't matter, then I'll go back first."

"Well, can you go?" Li Xiujie finally raised his eyes to look at him.

With a blank expression on Bai Yan's face, he said, "Okay, thank you." He glanced at the stainless steel door frame of the practice room and turned back to the dormitory area.

He was suddenly a little confused, like the uncertainty of walking on smooth ground, as if he was about to fall off balance at any time, and the tingling feeling in his ankle pulled him back to reality.

Bai Yan walked for a while, his arms bent slightly unnaturally, and looked back at the practice room. Li Xiujie was still standing in the same place, his back was slightly hunched, and he looked at him from a distance.

The figures of the two were connected by an indescribable loneliness. Li Xiujie raised his hand and waved, as if to say goodbye to him, or as if to let him go carefully.

Bai Yan returned to the dormitory at a very slow speed, and sat on the bed for a while at a loss. No one stepped into the door of the dormitory area.

He thought for a while, carefully avoiding his right foot, and bent down to take out the half-worn suitcase.

Several winter coats were pressed against the end of the bed, which had been shrunk to a small piece by Bai Yan's legs for two weeks.

He put his clothes into the box without much effort, and put a few daily necessities that he seldom took out. There was only a small corner of the 24-inch box.

Bai Yan sat blankly for a while, and an uneasy feeling came out of his body.

He subconsciously took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Suiyi, like a good student who screwed up the midterm exam.

There were several transfers in the chat box, and Sui Yi sent him two rounds of red envelopes in the order of happy birthday, and even the exclamation mark was wrapped in a red envelope.

[sy1: Happy birthday, be happy. ]

Bai Yan was in a trance for a while, glanced at the calendar, and then typed: "Thank you."

Sui Yi was probably in the lounge, and noticed something was wrong from his strange thank you, and quickly replied: "What's wrong? The recording didn't go well?"

Bai Yan looked at the screen of his mobile phone with a guilty conscience and typed hesitantly.

[Bai: No, it’s fine, how about you? ]

[sy1: It's pretty good too. ]

[sy1: Look at this. ]

Sui Yi sent him a video of more than ten seconds. Bai Yan buffered for half a minute before opening it. It was a quick cut of a large outdoor screen. On each screen, there was a poster of Bai Yan in the vocal grass group, with writing on the side. Happy birthday, more than a dozen large screens are located in the north and south of the river, and finally formed a non-standard white character on the map.

Bai Yan watched it silently, feeling a little sour in his heart.

[Bai: Is this today? ]

[sy1: Made for you by your fans. ]

[Bai: This is getting better and better, haha. ]

Every happy birthday is followed by the same font, and it is written to wish the white banquet to be better and better.

[sy1: Yuanyuan said it was a bit dirty, but I think it's pretty good. ]

[Bai: Hmm. ]

[Bai: How do you know Yuanyuan? ]

The dialog box showed that Sui Yi had been typing for a long time, and Bai Yan waited for a while before receiving the new message.

[sy1: The president of your support club, I see everyone on Weibo calls her that. ]

[Bai: How can it get better and better? ]

[sy1: what's wrong with you? ]

[sy1: Maybe everyone hopes that you can debut, or get a good ranking, and develop better and better in the future. ]

[Bai: Hmm. ]

[sy1: But it’s just what we think, it doesn’t mean you have to do it, what do you think is better and how you will be happier, I want you to do it. ]

The news of Sui Yi jumped very quickly, and automatically classified myself and the fans as us.

[Bai: Is it really better to get a good ranking? ]

[sy1: High probability, not absolute. ]

Suiyi patiently explained to him the project resources after the competition, and then said objectively: "What this talent show can really bring to you will be after the finals. When the show is over, you will really start."

Bai Yan understood for a while, and asked in a very unobjective way, "Do you also want me to get a good ranking?"

The dialog seemed to be paused for a long time, and Sui Yi replied to him: "Well."