Glass [entertainment circle]

Cheng Nan turned to look at him: "Usually, the number of fans is an integer. Shoot a video and share it on Weibo. Other methods are also acceptable."

Deng Yuantian understood a little bit, and took a look at his Weibo, a little surprised.

The number of his fans increased by nearly 20 overnight, and now it is 26.6.

He looked at the other teammates, and Cheng Nan's price rose to 24, and the other three were also 20+.

The other three had already posted on Weibo overnight after receiving Lin Ben's news. Wu Ze rapped, Yang Wenting started a one-hour live broadcast, and Tang Yan did a dance.

After washing up, Deng Yuantian asked Cheng Nan: "What are you going to post?"

Cheng Nan: "Dance."

"Then let me record it for you."

"it is good."

The two found an empty dance practice room. Deng Yuantian sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the phone in both hands, and said with a smile: "I'm ready, let's start."

Cheng Nan hummed, and entered the state in the next moment.

The person in the center of the video kept dancing, and Deng Yuantian stared at it without blinking.From the first time we met, he especially liked to watch Cheng Nan dance. He felt that his movements were clean and neat, neither too much nor too little, and the standard was in place. He was so handsome and cool when he did such movements as pushing his hips and wiping the corners of his mouth. no.Cheng Nan in the dance was also a little different from usual, he was completely relaxed, even his eyes were different from usual, a bit cold and inexplicably sultry.

After the finishing action, Cheng Nan stood still.

"All right."

"Oh, good." Deng Yuantian came back to his senses, and immediately paused.

The two got together and played back the video. There was no problem. Cheng Nan posted the video on Weibo, and then said to Deng Yuantian, "What do you want to record?"

Deng Yuantian has already made a decision: "Just sing a song, with piano accompaniment."

He quickly turned on the recording function of his mobile phone and waved to the camera: "Hi, everyone, I am Deng Yuantian. Brother Lin said that many people want to know the name of the song I played with guitar on the show. It's my dad's song, the name of the song is "Blossom", this song is also my favorite among his songs, since everyone likes it, I will perform it again, this time without the guitar, try the piano."

After finishing the previous paragraph, Deng Yuantian handed the phone to Cheng Nan and whispered, "I'll leave it to you."

Cheng Nan nodded to him.

Half an hour later, Lin Ben saw the video uploaded by the two of them, and he clicked on it to watch it from beginning to end. There was no problem, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, threw it on the table before lighting it, touched the phone and poked it a few times, and turned on the CP super chat between the two of them.

"Did you hear that?! Brother Nan said something after the dance. We only belatedly say it twice every day. It's so cute. It must have been stupefied hehehe!"

"Brother Nan's hands and feet also appeared in the daily fan benefits hahaha, look at their posting time, are you helping me record the two of them and I will help you record it?"

"Baby Yuantian likes that song so much, we have listened to it twice, maybe Brother Nan has listened to it more than twice~"

"Wearing the same pair of headphones again, with couple tattoos, and you recording me and I recording you, don't mess with me..."

After the training in the morning, Deng Yuantian and Cheng Nan went to eat. After returning to the dormitory, they flipped through their Weibo comments, wanting to see the feedback on fan benefits.

Because after the first episode of the program, I encountered crazy hackers after being on the hot search, and most of the comments were not very friendly. Deng Yuantian hadn’t looked at the situation on Weibo. At this time, I took a look, except for a few cynicism, the fans have basically controlled the field up.

@邓元天Official Support Club: #邓元天新代男团# The sound of sounds of nature, nice [applause]

@长夜后的黎明: Ahhhhhhhh!Our brother is too rapey!He can play guitar and piano, and his singing skills are amazing, so perfect!Love you!

@邓元天的小向: Looking forward to Deng Yuantian’s performance once again, I’m so lucky to meet you [kiss]

Their words made Deng Yuantian a little shy from being praised. He put the quilt on his head, lay on the bed and read for a long time, and then sorted out some words in a small notebook.

By the time he realized that his retweeting volume was not quite right, the weibo repost of the fan welfare had already exceeded ten thousand.

@一小小小号: 12//@天天有你打入团: #邓元天新代男团# Forward this Weibo, and listen to Deng Yuantian singing for you [flowers]//@Chasers_邓元天: 10 fan benefits, Thank you everyone [Doraemon smiles]

@包面通客: [Give you a careful heart]//@天天有你打入团: #邓元天新代男团# Forward this Weibo, and listen to Deng Yuantian singing for you [flowers]//@Chasers_邓元天: 10 Thousands of fan benefits, thank you everyone [Doraemon smiles]

@昨物老事: [打打]//@邓元天Data Group: #邓元天天风之音##邓元天新代男团# Swimming with Deng Yuantian in the music world [Looking forward]//@Chasers_邓元天: 10 fan benefits, Thank you everyone [Doraemon smiles]

@时少年少: adks//@邓元天Data Group: #邓元天天琴之音##邓元天新代男团# Travel with Deng Yuantian in the music world [Looking forward]//@Chasers_邓元天: 10 fan benefits, thank you Everyone [Doraemon smiles]

……

Deng Yuantian found that most retweets were like this, only a string of letters or an expression was typed out, like messy characters typed out by a computer virus.There are only a few thousand likes and comments, and so many retweets are obviously wrong.

When Cheng Nan came out of the bathroom, he saw him running over in a hurry, his fluffy hair was a little messy.

"Cheng Nan, my account seems to be broken."

The person called for help took a look at his cell phone.

"There is no problem with the account number. This is a fan blog." Cheng Nan returned the phone to him, paused and explained, "It's just for data, and I want you to retweet more."

Deng Yuantian took back the phone, looked down, and then looked at him again: "Why did you do this?" He couldn't understand.

Cheng Nan replied: "Because a large number of forwarded comments means higher popularity and a greater chance of getting good resources."

Deng Yuantian sat on the bed and watched for a while, refreshing every half a minute, there would always be hundreds of retweets.

Knowing that these retweets are done manually, and he has seen some IDs several times, Deng Yuantian murmured, "This is so tiring."

And it doesn't seem to make much sense.But according to Cheng Nan, this is something that fans must do. Deng Yuantian looked at other people's Weibo, and it was the same.

Since entering the entertainment industry, many things he has come into contact with are new, some rules he doesn't quite understand, and he can't fully agree with them, but he needs to learn to accept them.

Deng Yuantian sat cross-legged on the bed, and saw the blue sky outside the balcony window through the glass, as if it had been washed by water.

After coming here for two months, my initial feeling and appearance seem to have blurred, just like he is looking at the sky outside through the glass now.

After a while, Deng Yuantian put the phone aside, lay down and covered himself with the quilt.Cheng Nan quickly dried his hair. When he came in, he saw the person lying down and raised his hand to close the curtain.

In the evening, there was supposed to be a line dance with nine people, but Yu Jiqi and Zou Mi, members of Plaid Shirt, were not there.

Zhong Ying asked, "Where are they?"

Wen Wen and Ma Zhijing looked at each other, Wen Wen said: "They are not feeling well, they are resting in the dormitory, if they feel better, they will come here as much as possible."

Zhong Ying frowned slightly: "Okay, let's line up for you first. The seats for those two people are empty first, and the progress cannot be delayed. Let them return to the team as soon as possible, and the program will be recorded in a few days."

"Ok."

Dancing until late at night, the dormitory of two groups of seven people is in two aisles. After parting, Wu Ze muttered in a low voice: "It feels like they are a bit perfunctory, two of them didn't come, and the other two came and were absent-minded, I don't know What are they thinking."

Deng Yuantian also felt the same way. During the rehearsal, Ma Zhijing and Wen Quan's movements and movements were often not in place. When the bell rang, it was most likely to remind them.When rehearsing songs together two days ago, the four of them didn't pay much attention.

Tang Yan said: "Let's have a look tomorrow. If you really don't care about it, I'll go and tell them—"

With a "click", something fell to the ground. Deng Yuantian lowered his head and picked it up. It was a recording pen.

Tang Yan took it from his hand, and Wu Ze snorted, "What is this? Recording pen? How come there is this?"

Tang Yan hummed, put the things in his pocket, smiled and said: "I carry it with me every day, and record some ordinary voices."

Wu Ze thought it was a bit amusing, thought for a while and then hurriedly said: "It's interesting, but don't record my complaints about other stars. If you let others listen to it, it's over! The star journey will stop here!"

Tang Yan laughed, and patted him on the shoulder: "No, I will definitely delete the ones after I record them. Most of them are recorded impromptu humming tunes, which are useful when I write songs myself."

"That's fine, that's fine."

The five people arrived at the door of the dormitory, said goodbye to each other and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zhong Ying found out that only one of the plaid shirts had arrived, and Zhong Ying was furious.

"What's the matter with your group? It's already at this time, and you still don't care at all! You don't come to the daily training, will you go on stage and play monkeys for the audience? Wen Zhuan, call!"

"Yes."

Ten minutes later, four people came in, Zhong Ying asked coldly, "What's wrong with you three?"

Yu Jiqi hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "The alarm clock is broken, so I didn't get up."

Zhong Ying said angrily: "Three people's alarm clocks went off at the same time? Are you stupid or am I stupid?"

"……I'm stupid."

Zhong Ying put his hands on his hips, took a deep breath, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

The four were silent for a while, and Yu Jiqi whispered: "Teacher, you must know that our group was almost eliminated last time. In fact, we also know that our strength is not enough. Compared with others, there is no advantage in appearance. We will definitely do it next time." The ones who are eliminated are not the next time, but the next time. I think our training...is useless."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"..."

Zhong Ying was furious: "Is this the time to give up? If you give up, what will the five of them do? Do you have any sense of responsibility? Have you thought about others? Huh?"

After asking this sentence, he paused for half a minute, then turned and walked out of the dance practice room, the door was closed forcefully, making a dull sound.

There was a dead silence in the dance practice room.

After a while, Deng Yuantian walked to Yu Jiqi's side.

"Let's continue to practice. It's not that there is no chance. No matter what the result is, you can't be sorry for your efforts."

Yu Jiqi glanced at him and said mockingly: "We are different from you. No matter how hard we try, we don't have any talent. Do you think everyone is like you? I don't have a natural voice."

As he spoke, he pulled the collar of his jacket over his chin and turned to leave.

Deng Yuantian was bumped by his shoulder in a daze, and he staggered. In the next moment, Wu Ze rushed up angrily and pushed Yu Jiqi.

"What attitude? Ah?" He raised his other hand and pointed at the other three people, "If you don't speak clearly, no one is allowed to leave!"