All the cubs I raise have become giants [Entertainment]

After dinner that day, Shi Feiran helped Fang Huai move out of the Cantonese restaurant.

It was said to be moving, but Fang Huai was originally staying in a B&B temporarily, and his luggage was only a small bag, and he could leave on his back.

The 'dormitory' provided by Starlight Entertainment to Fang Huai is very good. It is not a very high-end community, but the security and location are very good, and it is convenient to go everywhere.The house is on the eighth floor, with an elevator, a total of [-] square meters, a very tidy small house.

It's just that the interior decoration style is a bit... plain.

When Shi Feiran watched it for the first time, he was quite speechless.Although this community is not high-end, it is also the goal of many white-collar workers. Why is it decorated like a village in the 80s?Enamel cups, ordinary small floor tiles, pull-wire incandescent lamps, whirring fans, and a portrait of the chairman on the wall, it feels like traveling through time and space.

"The conditions are not very good, you bear with it..."

While talking, Shi Feiran glanced at Fang Huai, and was suddenly taken aback.

Fang Huai stopped at the door without moving.

The light amber eyes are shining, the corners of the lips are curled up, and the slightly curly hair is full of lights, and the whole person suddenly shines brightly.

Like very happy.

"You like this?" Shi Feiran couldn't understand him.

"Well," Fang Huai walked in with a bag on his back, nodded, "I like it very much."

He treasured the enamel cup and looked at it, then put it down again, looking at this room, he really liked it.

This is almost exactly where he lived as a child.

A small bungalow in the countryside, not big, just two rooms, with a small courtyard outside, where chickens, ducks and fish are raised.Even the position of the cup is very similar - Fang Jianguo always puts it on the table after drinking water.

Fang Huai took out the radio from his backpack and put it on the cabinet.Shi Feiran was surprised: "Do you still listen to the radio?"

Fang Huai nodded, and casually pressed the tune, and Danjiao's babbling voice came out.

"Mr. Dong," Shi Feiran would listen to it occasionally, and hummed a few words, "If you want me to say, when Mr. Dong's voice was in good condition more than ten years ago, he really beat those people. Alas, it's a pity."

"Dong?" Fang Huai silently repeated the surname in his heart.

The next day.

The recording date of "The Light of the Star" is approaching, Fang Huai got up early in the morning and rushed to Starlight Entertainment for training.

As Shi Feiran said, although he has been singing since he was a child, he doesn't know anything about what an "idol" should know, and there is still a lot to make up.

Starlight Entertainment has a dedicated singing and dancing teacher, and for the next three days, Fang Huai spent almost all of his time in the training room from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm—it is not a mandatory requirement, and the teacher's teaching time is only three days a day. For four hours, at other times he practiced and pondered by himself.

"Tsk," Shi Feiran felt a little distressed when he walked in, "Fang Huai, it's not how you spell it."

Fang Huai is practicing basic skills, stretching.His forehead was covered with sweat, the tip of his nose was reddish, and the corners of his lips were pursed. The movement hurt at first glance, and the child remained silent.

He has enough physical strength, but his flexibility is far from enough. After all, he has never practiced before.Therefore, Fang Huai has been practicing hard these days, wishing to press his legs while eating... In fact, he really did this today, which shocked the teacher.

The dance teacher next to him heard the words and nodded in sympathy: "Yes, Fang Huai is working too hard."

Occasionally other artists came to the training room, and Fang Huai redoubled his efforts when he saw the gap between himself and the opponent.Many people saw him as good-looking and innocent, but they didn't expect him to be such a hard-working kid.

Fang Huai smiled and said nothing.

He only left Starlight Entertainment at twelve o'clock yesterday, and he stretched his legs for two hours when he got home. He didn't go to sleep until early in the morning, and got up again at six o'clock. In fact, he was quite sleepy.It really hurts, but he didn't intend to say it.

"The day after tomorrow is the primary election," Shi Feiran said, "This is going to be recorded, are you nervous?"

"A little bit." Fang Huai said honestly.

"Don't be too nervous."

Shi Feiran hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say the next thing.

Watching Fang Huai practice so hard these days, it is very likely that his efforts were wasted.Shi Feiran wanted to say many times, but when he saw the boy's light-colored and clear eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak again.

He thinks... Fang Huai's chances of passing the primary election are very low.

Half of the forty people will be eliminated in the first round, but there are 37 of them who have made their debut, and there are many people who have started performing arts activities long ago.The primary election does not look at online voting, so Fang Huai's only advantage has disappeared.

than singing?He has seen the video of "Busting", and as many people on the Internet have said, what makes Fang Huai amazing is the timbre and "superpowers". The song itself and singing skills are very ordinary.And among those who have made their debut, which one doesn't have a good voice?In addition, there are long-term skill blessings.

As for dancing and talent, Fang Huai was even less dominant.On the Internet, people who are not optimistic about Fang Huai are the mainstream. Everyone is holding a mentality of watching a good show, standing on a high place triumphantly, wanting to see how this passionate child from the countryside will fall. .

It's cruel to say, but it's true.

Break time.

The dance teacher quietly pulled Shi Feiran aside, and said in a low voice: "You can persuade Fang Huai, his spelling method... The main reason is that it is useless for him to learn dancing, how could he pass the first round? It’s a waste of effort. You read what it said on Weibo.”

Only dancing was used in the second round, and the first round was purely singing and simple movements. Everyone didn’t have a lot of time.

On Weibo, due to the popularity of the previous performing arts videos, there are quite a lot of people discussing this matter.But except for a small number of fans, most of the passers-by, even the original fans, are bad-mouthing this kid from the countryside.

【It's not bad that he passed the audition. 2333 should applaud him, he is a migrant worker after all】

[The first round is a real professional scoring, and any superpowers and acrobatics will definitely not work...]

[I'm a fan of the little brother, but objectively speaking... the little brother is mainly amazing with his face and superpowers, and he has a good voice, but the song is really not that good.Maybe it can be polished in a few years, but it is really a bit too anxious now. 】

[It's a pity, I'm looking forward to his dancing, maybe he will perform Yangko or something hahahaha. 】

[How long has Lu Yu practiced? He debuted at the age of 13, and worked so hard until now, why should he compare himself to others after ten years of moving around? !Oh, he is weak and he is justified? 】

[Is he in the same style as others? !I laughed so hard, others are idols, but he is at best a comedian. 】

Some people even edited the video and compared Fang Huai's "show video" with previous performance videos of Lu Yu, Xu Lufeng and others, and the final conclusion was that Fang Huai was completely defeated.

"Oh." Shi Feiran shook his head and sighed.

He guessed that Fang Huai didn't know that he was likely to be eliminated and would not make it to the second round, so he practiced so desperately.He knew that he should remind Fang Huai, but he couldn't help it.

Shi Feiran and the dance teacher looked at each other, feeling a little sad.

not far away.

The young man who came out to fetch the water listened quietly to the conversation between the two. His nose was sweating a little, and his neck was covered with a layer of light pink due to excessive exercise. His light amber eyes were full of emotions at that moment.

But it soon returned to calm.

After drinking the water, he smiled, turned around and went back to practice.

Eleven o'clock that night.

In the entire Starlight Entertainment Building, only one practice room was still lit.

Fang Huai sang it twice while listening to the music, and suddenly broke when he sang the chorus for the third time.After the sound break, the small half of the capital is not in tune, and the effect sounds like a mess.

After singing, Fang Huai suddenly remembered what Shi Feiran and the teacher said today.

The young man looked at a light on the window sill, and suddenly he was in a daze for a moment, his light amber eyes fluttered slightly.

It's not sad or discouraged, no matter what, he doesn't intend to give up.Just a little lost.

A little bit.

The night is gentle, and the cool summer wind blows gently.

Suddenly, the dormant indoor sweeping robot suddenly turned on, waved a small broom and walked to Fang Huai's feet.

Just as Fang Huai was about to make way for it, the little robot stopped in front of him.

The robot raised its head, looked at him with small black eyes, and said in a mechanical voice:

"You're fine."

Fang Huai didn't pay attention at first, it turned around again, and then said stubbornly:

"You're fine."

Fang Huai found out this time.He didn't think about why the sweeping robot talks - like those 'mobile phones' and 'computers' can talk, he thinks it's normal.

The boy touched his nose and whispered:

"But a lot of people don't like me."

The little robot got stuck.

Fang Huai knelt down and looked at it.After a while, the little robot whispered with some difficulty:

"I……"

Fang Huai: "Huh?"

"I like it." The mechanical voice was even smaller, so low that it was almost inaudible, "I like you."

Fang Huai was taken aback.

Not far away, deep in the corridor.

A silent and handsome man in a suit and leather shoes is holding a mobile phone. His voice is converted into a mechanical sound through the mobile phone software, and is played by the sweeping robot not far away.

The moonlight fell gently in his eyes, it was extremely soft, and the light gradually opened up.

The corners of his lips were pursed, the roots of his ears were slightly hot, and he whispered into the phone:

"I like you."

The night was gentle.

The author has something to say: So Huaihuai stays up to practice every night, but someone is actually accompanying him. After all, how can someone rest assured that he walks alone at night.

(Originally, I wanted to write about the plot of the new boss, but accidentally...it will definitely come out tomorrow!)