Chapter 41 "Can You Let Me On Stage?"

The fluorescent lamps in the dormitory area came on one after another, making people's eyes hurt.

Bai Yan sat on the edge of the bed, with his right foot awkwardly placed on the ladder for the upper bunk, and fell into a long-term sway.

He was like an untimely seedling, and in the deep winter when the wind was blowing and the weather was freezing cold, he had the idea of ​​breaking out of the ground.

He wanted to stay a little bit, Bai Yan leaned down and took out two coats from the suitcase, looking at himself from the reflection in the window.

She was wearing untidy sportswear, her hair was a bit messy, her face was unhealthy, her mouth was dry and cracked, and her expression looked a bit dull.

Bai Yan raised his hand and grabbed two handfuls of hair, trying to make himself look more energetic.

The player management came in through the door holding a stack of papers, looking very serious.

"Baiyan?" The contestant management looked at him in surprise and glanced at the suitcases piled on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yan didn't want to stand up, so he sat up straight and talked to her.

The player management glanced at the things in the suitcase and said, "That's right, the assistant said that your foot condition is serious, so I suggest you go to the city for a comprehensive examination before arranging treatment."

Bai Yan raised his head slightly and asked, "What about the performance?"

The player management replied without pause: "In this situation, the body is more important."

Bai Yan asked with his expression unchanged: "If I don't participate in the performance, I will be automatically eliminated, right?"

"...This situation is quite special." The player management was stunned for a moment, "It can't be said to be eliminated."

"Is it a voluntary withdrawal?" Bai Yan had no doubts in his heart, and became extremely strong, interrupting the next words of the player management.

"I won't retire." Bai Yan said calmly, as if randomly scattered seeds suddenly found their place, "Can you put me in another group? Except for dancing."

The player management cast a suspicious look at him, opened his mouth and said nothing.

"Or stay in the dance group, and I communicate with the teaching assistant myself." Bai Yan's eyes brightened a little: "I won't affect other people, can you let me take the stage?"

The other party's face was pulled down, as if he didn't want to continue communicating.

Bai Yan stared at the thing in her hand, adjusted her sitting posture, her expression was a little aggressive, and then continued gently: "Please help me communicate with the director team first, I will terminate the contract and confidentiality agreement. Can't you sign first?"

The player management stood and looked at him for a while, then left the door with no expression.

Bai Yan took out the items in the box one by one, and then solemnly began to search for his name on his mobile phone.

Overwhelming news poured out. From the day Asi sent him to the airport, various shapes were made into posters and videos, floating in the topic.

He looked at his Weibo super chat with some bewilderment, thinking that he saw a new continent.

Bai Yan watched it earnestly for more than half an hour, silently memorized a few paragraphs of the fans' content, then lay down on the bed, took out the memo and started recording.

He wasn't sure about his decision, but Sui Yi's umm drove him forward again. Bai Yan listed a few key words in the fans' messages, planning to make use of his strengths and avoid weaknesses in the semifinals that he might not be able to participate in.

Then he listed several reasons, arranged in order of their attractiveness to the director team, and planned to use them in the negotiation tomorrow.

After Sui Yi smiled at Bai Yan's birthday poster for the fourth time, Xiao Chen couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

In the public rest area, three instructors were sitting in the corners, and the distance between them was not too far away, just like a standard equilateral triangle, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

Jane Anne walked towards him with a curling iron on her head, looking familiar: "Follow the teacher."

Sui Yi closed her phone and twitched the corner of her mouth to say hello.

"Hey, I want to ask you something." Jane Annie sat opposite him, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked in a low voice, "You guys aren't going to sign a white banquet, are you?"

"What's wrong?" Sui Yi didn't answer directly.

"Isn't he going to be eliminated soon? I think Beiwei doesn't sign him, Nanzhu doesn't sign him, I can." Jane Annie said with a smile, "You know him well, get me a link."

Sui Yi frowned, "I'll be eliminated immediately?"

Jane Annie was stunned for a moment, and said, "What the director told me! Is it him? He quit the competition temporarily, saying that it was a leg injury. It was too troublesome. I just changed the book for me. Look." Deliberately handed him the book in his hand.

The paper that was just printed was still warm, and Sui Yi turned two pages, but couldn't find Bai Yan's name, so he raised his head a little nervously: "Have you finished signing?"

Jane Ann paused for a few seconds before realizing that he was referring to the termination agreement: "It shouldn't be there yet. The reality show will be recorded tomorrow."

"Jane Anne." Sui Yi thought for a while before speaking.

Jane Annie looked at him like a ghost: "Why did you suddenly call my name and frighten me to death?"

"I'm asking you something." Suiyi's brows furrowed tightly, "You help me keep Bai Yan, and I'll give you a favor."

The exaggerated false eyelashes moved a few times, and Jane was a little puzzled: "Why do you keep this?"

"You make him a dance without feet." Sui Yi blurted out, "I remember you had such a dance."

Jane Annie looked at him for a few seconds and shrugged: "OK, finished editing?"

Sui Yi's expression remained the same: "Then you told the director team that you want to choreograph Bai Yan alone, give every contestant a fair chance, and do another wave of your own promotion."

Jane's expression collapsed a little, she expressed shock at Suiyi's knowledge of hype, and asked, "Then what kind of favor do you give me?"

"I'll write a song for you at the end of the year." Sui Yi didn't lift her eyelids, and said writing a song as if she were having a dinner.

Jane Anne was speechless: "I sing very hard."

"Then you bring it up." Sui Yi said.

Jane Annie scratched her nails and thought about it for a while: "Next time, please help me in an MV."

Sui Yi looked at her with a complicated look, then nodded: "Okay."

Jane Annie's eyes became even weirder, and she couldn't help but ask, "What is the relationship between you and Bai Yan? Do you have any control over him? Shooting the mv!"

Sui Yi touched the tip of her nose, the exaggerated ring on her finger rubbed her skin a little cold: "College classmate."

"Then I'll thank him!" Jane Anne was satisfied, "I'll make up a beautiful dance for him."

Sui Yi lowered her head to say thank you, and turned over a few pages of Jane Annie's book. Among the individual contestants, only Bai Yan was left, and the screenwriter's contact information on the last page even lacked a name.

Bai Yan was like the past few years, like a piece of paper without weight, disappearing without a sound.

Before Bai Yan's things were cleaned up, the new screenwriter found him in the dormitory area with a notebook.

The new screenwriter looked at him with a subtle look, and stood by the side for a long time before saying, "Classmate Bai Yan?"

The person opposite is obviously smaller than him, Bai Yan's face is sullen, he stands up unsteadily, and says, "It's me."

"I want to communicate with you about the content of the next issue, can I still go? It will be more convenient for us to go to the lobby." The new screenwriter smiled and said to him politely.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Bai Yan pulled for a while, took out his name tag from the bedside, and slapped it roughly on the waist, "Let's go."

The small round table in the hall was almost full. The contestants of each group were having a meeting with the executive director and the screenwriter. The new screenwriter found a lazy sofa in the corner and motioned Bai Yan to sit down.

"I just wrote this, I didn't have time to print it, you can take a look." The new screenwriter seemed to be about the same age as Gudong, and his words were unexpectedly mature.

"Okay." Bai Yan looked at the electronic document, and wrote two pages about himself in the eighth issue.

"Mr. Annie will re-choreograph the dance for you. You just need to stand in the upper right corner and make the same gesture." The new screenwriter's expression is serious, and the mirrors reflect the light on the computer screen.

"Okay." Bai Yan was a little confused.

"The reality show will shoot you and Mrs. Annie's practice alone. I have already written the lines for this part. You can take a look. If you can, it is best to memorize it tonight. The camera position is also noted on the side, and remember to cooperate when The camera." The new screenwriter's face was always tepid and his tone was strong.

"...Okay." Bai Yan was confused again when he had the first meeting with Gudong, "Is it still necessary to find an assistant for dancing? I still need to find Teacher Annie."

The new screenwriter has already closed the notebook, and looks like he is going to find the next person. He smiled inexplicably: "Dance movements are not important! Xiaobai, you should read the script carefully."

The people in front of him walked away in a hurry, leaving a proud back of his head.

The movements that Jane Annie taught him were too simple. Bai Yan leaned against the bar in the practice room and read it twice, and then he remembered it.

Several teaching assistants cooperated to show the whole dance, Jane Annie nodded with her hips on her shoulders, and was very satisfied with the effect.

"Okay, Mrs. Annie, can you make up the scene where you teach Bai Yan?" The executive director said to Jane Annie, Bai Yan was standing aside, like a tool that couldn't speak.

"Yes, why not!" Jane Anne was in good spirits, rolled up the skirt a few times, and tied it behind her waist.

She put on a lot of makeup and looked very cold. She walked to Bai Yan's side, raised his hand with a focused expression, and bent it into a very stretched posture along the waistline.

Bai Yan, who has done standard movements, is slender and looks very beautiful in the mirror. Jane Annie clicked her tongue and asked, "Bai Yan, are you not going to sign Nanzhu?"

Bai Yan reacted for a while, then shook his head.

"The conditions are good." Jane Annie supported his hand again, and seemed to say sternly, "Steady, don't move."

Bai Yan felt that the muscles from his back to his wrists were tensed, and he stood firm and did not dare to move.

Jane Annie took another look at the practice mirror, turned her head and shouted at the director: "Come on, come on, this angle looks good, I'll fix it for a close-up later."

The director pushed the camera to Bai Yan's chest with a sullen face and stayed there for more than ten seconds.

The recording room was wrapped in thick soundproof cotton, and the ceiling light illuminated the room transparently.

Sui Yi sat on the edge of the mixer with a bad expression, and looked at Yi Shengqing with a heavy wink.

Yi Shengqing lowered his hands, looking like he was about to review.

"It's okay, just do it again." The staff member in charge of the accompaniment recording pushed up his glasses and smoothed out the two.

Sui Yi has always had limited patience, most of the accompaniment of the vocal group was recorded at one time, and only the part of Yi Shengqing was left unfinished.

"I'm sorry, I..." Yi Shengqing coughed twice, "Can I drink some water?"

Suiyi asked him, "Is it useful to drink water?"

Yi Shengqing lowered his head, Xiao Chen emerged from behind Suiyi, took a bottle of unopened mineral water and handed it to him: "Oh, not in a good state, have you been too tired from training recently? Drink some water."

Sui Yi looked up at him and said nothing.

"Teacher, or I'll come back tonight." Yi Shengqing thought for a while, then suddenly said.

"Okay?" The recording staff looked at Suiyi.

The recording studio fell into dead silence, and after a while, Sui Yi said, "Teacher, please rest first, I will trouble you at night."

"What's the trouble!" The staff waved his hand, "It should be, it should be, then you should talk first, and call me anytime if you have something."

Xiao Chen saw off the recording studio, which seemed to want to disappear immediately, with a smile on his face, and then closed the door.

"Teacher." Yi Shengqing's expression fell.

Sui Yi sighed and said, "How long has the game been, what's going on?"

"...It's just like this all of a sudden." Yi Shengqing put the mineral water on the mixer and defended himself in a low tone.

"I haven't heard you sing for a month." Sui Yi picked up a sheet of music, her expression softened a bit: "Does the problem of the competition system have such a big impact on you?"

"Yes." Yi Shengqing said earnestly.

Sui Yi looked at him for a while and said, "Adjust it yourself."

"Teacher, is the company planning to give up on me?" Yi Shengqing suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Who told you that?" Sui Yi felt ridiculous.

Yi Shengqing hesitated for a while: "No one told me, it's just what I feel. You and Sister Zhen were very strict with me before, but they don't care about me recently."

Sui Yi stood up, his face didn't change, and he picked up the mineral water and handed it to him, like a signal of encouragement.

Yi Shengqing reached out and took it, looking at his expression.

"Ji Zhen and I are both optimistic about you, and the company is also optimistic about you." Sui Yi thought about it for a while, and then said in a rare voice: "If you want to sing, you can sing well, don't be influenced by other things, no one will give up on you, those old men in Nanzhu are still waiting. Let you make money for them and count the days for the finals every day.”

Yi Shengqing's expression was sluggish as if he didn't expect it.

"Prepare well." Sui Yi threw the sheet music to him and walked to the door: "I'm not yet twenty, so my mind is so heavy."

Xiao Chen opened the door for him like a deaf robot, and gave Yi Shengqing a cheering gesture behind Sui Yi.

"Nineteen years old." Xiao Chen said to himself, "Xiaoyi is really young. I haven't even gone to college at nineteen years old. Boss, you are indeed very strict with him."

Sui Yi smiled dispassionately, put the notebook in her hand into Xiao Chen, then took away her mobile phone, put on her coat, and quickly distanced herself from her.

"I don't think you are strict with Bai Yan." Xiao Chen thoughtfully raised his head and saw Suiyi who had walked some distance: "Boss?! Why are you going?"

"I'm off work." Sui Yi lowered her head and put on the hat on her coat, took out her phone and started sending a message, "Wait for me in the parking lot."