Chapter 910 Bitterness

The streets of Shanghai during the morning rush hour are extremely crowded, with a constant flow of vehicles.

Lou Lan held the steering wheel with both hands and listened to the familiar local accent coming from the headphones.

"Lan, we all saw you online."

The person opposite was obviously familiar with Lou Lan's taciturn personality, and kept mumbling to himself, "That big sun, it looks so hot, even hotter than our hometown..."

"Fortunately, it's okay." Lou Lan looked at the traffic lights ahead.

"Why are you still performing in the rain? The weather is bad and there are few people. I see your knees are all dirty and it doesn't look good. How can there be an audience like this?"

Lou Lan didn't speak.

"Sigh. Last night I asked you to watch a video, but you didn't turn it on. It's like this every time. We were afraid that your dad and I would start talking when we saw your dark circles under your eyes and your bad complexion. Hey, have you seen those people talking nonsense? Yes. I also saw it, what a gangster girl, we are serious national soldiers, and the academic qualifications are calculated separately, how can we say that we have not gone to school..."

"Mom." Lou Lan exhaled without leaving a trace, "You know they are talking nonsense, so just ignore them."

He added: "Now we are getting better day by day, and there are always people who are jealous."

The headphones were quiet for a few seconds, and the sound was lower than before.

"Lan Lan, you really haven't been wronged? I think someone has counted it. You, captain, do you have a place to sing? There are also dancers, magazine shoots... Why are we the only ones who have less to do? Is this what our neighbor’s girl always says, ‘not enough resources’?”

Lou Lan's hand on the steering wheel tightened, the traffic light changed, and she drove into another street.

"We don't understand your work, but our family has also been in business, and some of the principles are the same... How about we give the agent some money? Let them take more care of you?"

Lou Lan finally shook her head impatiently: "Mom, what are you thinking about?"

"Do you know how much better our training program is compared to other regiments on the market? It's not convenient for me to tell you the specifics, but my old injuries in the army are almost healed."

She rarely speaks long sentences, but when she does speak, she speaks very quickly, mixed with a subtle local accent.

"When the incident happened, the hospital said it couldn't be cured. Now I'm taking medicine... I'm healthier than before. If you can put such effort into treating us, do you really think that the agent and our teacher care about the money? "

There was silence in the headphones again, this time for a long time.

"That businessman, what he invested, he will not be able to earn back from you sooner or later?"

Lou Lan's mother's tone was low and worried, "But you don't make any money now. People have to train you for something, otherwise wouldn't it be a loss?"

Lou Lan's breathing stopped suddenly, and she pursed her lips tightly.

"I...we are making money." She spat out a few words, her fingers on the steering wheel trembling slightly.

A huge number of high-quality original singing and dancing resources; a powerful "medicinal bath" that not even a fool can recognize; innovative equipment specially built for the nine of them; and even the chairman of Qinyi Technology personally took the time to come over to guide the training.

right. Lou Lan knew that her mother was right.

What are they trying to do with such a heavy investment?

Everyone in "Not Gray" and "Qianse" knows that Yangliu Entertainment and Qinyi Technology have spent an unimaginable amount of money on them so far, so they don't dare to slack off at all, and work hard to move forward despite hundreds of times of psychological pressure. Head for the upper rush.

This is not only a dream of an individual or a group, but also a responsibility and a favor.

We must fire.

It won’t work if it’s not popular.

Not only for myself, but also for the support of fans and the hard work of teachers and managers.

They have a huge "debt" on them. They don't talk about it on weekdays, but they desperately want to repay it in their hearts.

Spiritually, we must not live up to the expectations we carry; materially, we must not let these investments be wasted and lose everything.

"Thousands of Colors" has already taken the first step towards repayment, but "Not Gray" has not yet begun.

Lou Lan's thoughts were running wild, but coincidentally, what her mother said also collided with what she was thinking.

"...I heard that there are a few boys with you, and they are doing well now. Are they the same agents as you? What's the matter? They are the only ones who have developed so well...Is your company A bit patriarchal? I just hope you don’t have other thoughts and make money back in those bad places..."

"mom!"

Lou Lan stepped on the accelerator with a little energy to vent her anger, "What are you thinking about? Sister Liu is not that kind of person!"

"Oh, I'm not worried about you. But it really doesn't work. Look, you said your injury is healed. Why don't you go back to the army? Didn't you say you like staying there very much?"

The woman's voice was filled with emotion, "I went out today and met that girl. She was doing well. Her head was not damaged. She is now studying in the Experimental Middle School. Her grades are good and she is a sensible person. When she saw me, she even asked me to give her a hand. Please send a message to say thank you to Sister Lanlan for saving her back then..."

"Hey, she also asked if the injury on your foot was healed. Anyway, as long as it's healed..."

Lou Lan remained silent and returned to his usual quiet self.

The sound in the earphones lasted for a while, and they were all common chatter about health, education, work, and the retreat of "If it doesn't work out, just go back to your hometown. We haven't even retired yet, and we can still afford to support you."

Lou Lan responded absently until the call ended and the car arrived at the first destination.

Qi Shuang rushed into the car like a whirlwind with a bulging bag on her shoulder. After fastening her seat belt, she unscrewed a bottle of special water and carefully took a sip in her mouth and slowly swallowed it.

"Is it okay?" Lou Lan's expression was normal.

Qi Shuang swallowed the last bit of water completely before saying, "Not quite, but it must be okay."

Lou Lan nodded, said no more, and concentrated on driving to the next place.

Qi Shuang continued to take out a plate of throat lozenges with not many left in her bag and stuffed one into her mouth.

When the lozenges were completely dissolved, she unfolded the handwritten list of songs with deep creases, thinking about changes, and made a low "cluck" bubble sound, which was a way to massage the vocal cords.

Not long after, Jiang Qing'e and Xing Yufei opened the door and got in the car one after another. The former applied eye cream and lay back, and a faint snoring sound came from the car, and the latter exhaled tiredly and lowered her head to rub her eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" Qi Shuang asked.

Xing Yufei raised her head and smiled, saying in a tender voice: "It's okay~ Today, a beautiful sister reminded me that my dance moves are a little wrong, but it will be fine if I pay more attention."

Lou Lan's eyes briefly met Xing Yufei's eyes in the rearview mirror in the car.

"Come on." Lou Lan said.

Xing Yufei didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

The recent performance intensity of "Not Gray" is very high. After signing a cooperation agreement with Wen Yuqi and "Scale Man", the four people are even more excited, and there is no performance that they don't work hard.

However, the proportion of burning songs in their performances is too large, and the dance moves are mainly intense dances. It is exciting to watch the big opening and closing, but it is inevitable that it affects Xing Yufei's style and makes it difficult for her ballet rehearsal.

"Part-time" is originally a word that the boss doesn't like too much.

The head of the troupe also hopes that Xing Yufei can focus more on the current performance. Because she is familiar with Xing Yufei's family before, and Xing Yufei herself is working hard, she didn't say anything, but the problem has been exposed recently. Today, she has to call Xing Yufei over to give her a warning.

Xing Yufei smiled skillfully, and this little episode passed quickly.

It was impossible for her to give up one of them, so there was only one solution: do both well.

As long as she worked hard on both sides, she would not be called "indecisive" or "greedy", but would be given the honorary titles of "dedicated", "inspirational" and "all-round".

The good or bad impression is just a moment, and the important thing is to speak with actual results.

This is what Qin Jue said, and Xing Yufei knew it well.

The four arrived at the small square. It was still early. This place was not near Ruixin Cinema or ISCA. They continued to maintain the pace of two to three guerrilla performances every day according to Liu Huajun's arrangement, and used practical actions to break those sour remarks such as "wait, now there is a cooperation, I will definitely give priority to the sponsor".

This is also a marketing strategy, and the focus is on maintaining their "grassroots" personality.

Rumors were rife on the Internet, and both Wen Yuqi and Liu Huajun showed firm toughness, the latter even more so, holding her breath and exerting her strength, to take advantage of this opportunity to completely let "Not Gray" come to the fore.

"Sister Liu. Now they have turned the wind direction to "Qian Se", and there is a conflict between the fans of both sides."

In the office, the people around Liu Huajun quickly scanned the computer pages.

"Bring the rhythm back."

Liu Huajun said without thinking, "Get rid of "Qian Se", promote the relationship between the two groups, and turn the spearhead to the company and me when necessary."

The employee paused: "Understood."

Liu Huajun flipped through the address book, and those familiar numbers did not call, as if they were still waiting and watching.

"Tell the fans that there are professional fans who are here to stir up trouble." She said, "If there are fans who are determined to quarrel, just 'leak' the news that the company is not a human being and is now waiting to see how valuable 'Not Gray' is."

"As for the recent cueing of 'Qian Se' with the first four letters of I and the first six letters of U, it is not the company's request, but because the children are too straightforward and can't stand it. In fact, they were scolded by the agent after they cueed."

The employee nodded and started to do it.

Liu Huajun took a deep breath and walked to the window. Today, the sun outside was bright and dazzling, and the heat was unbearable.

What does she do as an agent? Isn't it just to take the blame?

Scold, let them scold!

One more fan who curses the agent to be hit by a car when he goes out, maybe there will be less voices to stir up discord between "Qian Se" and "Not Gray".

Now, right now.

With one go, "Not Gray" must stand tall and proud in the spotlight that should have belonged to them long ago.

None of the nine children who agreed to debut together can be missing.

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Eleven o'clock in the morning.

The drums suddenly fell, and the four people's dance froze at the same time. The ending pose was cool and pretty, full of momentum.

The audience cheered and shouted endlessly. Qi Shuang took the lead, and the "Not Gray" members all bowed 90 degrees. They kept it for a while before standing up, wiping their sweat, waving their hands, and smiling as they walked down the rough public open-air stage from the side steps.

This small square usually holds those ugly UNGREY umbrellas to block the sun for fans who don't want to be exposed to the sun. However, even so, there are still many people willing to stand under the sun, sweating with the "Not Gray" on the stage, and fully devoting themselves to the performance and enjoyment.

"Brother Qi!"

Zhou Chen and his girlfriend Huang Yameng ran over with a box of mineral water.

Generally speaking, if the weather is too hot, "Not Gray" will take a half-hour break in the morning and afternoon performances depending on the situation.

There is also their "exclusive area" beside the stage. Although it is just a big umbrella and tables and chairs, like the ordinary configuration of a university club recruiting new members, at least there are staff to help, unlike before when all the four girls had to do it themselves. Fans think this is a good phenomenon, indicating that "Not Gray" has gradually gained the attention of the company after achieving results on their own.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The four "Not Gray" members were sweating and smiled and thanked.

"It's okay, keep going!"

Zhou Chen and Huang Yameng put the mineral water on the long table at the end, where there was a small pile of gifts, including letters, bouquets, food and drinks, all of which were simple thoughts from fans to "Not Gray".

After putting the mineral water, the two did not take pictures or sign autographs, but just said hello and turned back to the "pergola" on the fans' side.

This is a rule and tacit understanding that has been unconsciously formed in many performances, especially since there are more audiences near Ruixin Cinema, so "Not Gray" will only receive some small gifts in the morning when there are fewer people. The fans who sent their gifts saw the shiny sweat on their faces and didn't want to take up too much of their rest time. They said a few words of blessing and left attentively.

Qi Shuang handed water to Xing Yufei, Lou Lan sat next to her to change shoes, and Jiang Qing'e trotted to a car with a black film not far away to change clothes under the care of the staff.

These four girls are really down-to-earth after leaving the stage, and they do everything openly. Sometimes the car is far away, Lou Lan will first put on a T-shirt outside the performance clothes, then "pupa" her arms inside for a while, and pull out the sweat-soaked performance clothes from the collar or the hem of the T-shirt, so that she will not be exposed during the whole process, and the change of clothes is also completed simply.

However, by comparison, Jiang Qing'e, who has a good figure, has no advantage in this regard. She has to run a few laps between the car and the temporary rest area every time.

"Huh——"

She quickly opened the car door and ran back. Although there was air conditioning in the car, she would catch a cold if she kept going back and forth. It was better to stay close to her cute teammates and wave to the fans on the other side.

"Qi Qi's, Fei Fei's, Lan Lan's... Oh, this is for all of us..."

Jiang Qing'e smiled and rushed to the pile of gifts, checked the notes on them one by one, and then put them in different categories so that Qi Shuang and the others could come and see them later.

"Huh? What is this?"

Soon, Jiang Qing'e pulled out a bag of snacks wrapped in transparent wrapping paper and tied with a bow. They looked like handmade sandwich cookies.

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