Orthodox idols will not be disqualified

The follow-up will have to watch the demo after editing. Xu Ziyao said that he will contact him later, and it will only happen in the past few days.Lian Xiaowu stayed here for two days, it was time to go back to work.A phone call was made to the manager, and he waved to the two people in front of him.

"Heart Tracks" is still being played in the streets and alleys. Even when Xiaowu steps into the studio, the staff will perform several iconic moves, which are popular all over the country.The company does not need to stretch the front line through a long period of playing songs, and ended the tedious song playing announcement in just two weeks.

A lot of new faces appeared in the performance seats, and Lian Xiaowu didn't have time to rest. He thought in the gap between changing clothes, it's great that more people stepped into this small theater.

Jiajia is busier than him, her manager has handed over all the mundane affairs to her, her petite body keeps turning around every day, she wakes up earlier than Lian Xiaowu, and communicates with more people than him.

She was too busy to fall ill.

And it was hidden from Lian Xiaowu, if he hadn't heard Qin Yiming mention it today, he really wouldn't have thought about it.Lian Xiaowu was not very happy, stepped her legs into her pants, and said to the manager without raising her head: "Brother Xin, you didn't take good care of Jiajia."

Huang Zixin said: "It's because I didn't think carefully."

"Be nice to the girls." Lian Xiaowu didn't want to tell him anymore, she fastened the button and hurriedly walked to the stage.

The next song is "The Track of the Heart". This song is now second only to "Sparks" in popularity. Fans joked that Unforgettable Tonight should be able to change this year.

He was quite tired these few days, even if it was the busiest time in the past few years, it might not be as good as these two weeks.The schedule was full, and the two days at Xu Ziyao's place were relatively easy.The small face lost a little more flesh, and Lian Xiaowu weighed nervously, and she lost a full six catties. It looks good on the camera, but the naked eye can detect his loss.

Even though the mic was half-opened, it was difficult for him to jump off a performance completely.Lian Xiaowu's vision was vaguely focused on the steps under his feet, and he pressed his fingers on the guardrail beside him, and there were one, two, three...he couldn't count.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely noisy, and the voice of chatting in a low voice turned into panic and restless shouting.

—Who is the person walking in front of me?

It's cold on the ground.Lian Xiaowu's hands were still resting on the railing, her whole body was exhausted, and she took her last breath to say a word.

"...Tang Jia, help me."

Spark's team doctor came quickly, and hundreds of boys lived together, and there was always a doctor to take care of them.

Even Xiaowu's dizziness didn't last long, and it took only ten minutes to wake up.He recognized that he was still in the waiting room of the theater. The agent was talking to the team doctor with his back turned to him, and their conversation could not be heard clearly.

The sharp-eyed team doctor saw that he was awake, Huang Zixin turned his head following the sound, and walked over with a look of hesitation.

Lian Xiaowu didn't understand why he was so shameless, so she picked the most urgent question and asked him: "The handshake meeting later..."

Huang Zixin interrupted him with a cold look: "The staff of the spark are not free, don't think of emergency plans for them. You go back and rest for two days, tomorrow's shooting will be postponed, I know the person in charge over there, don't think about it Will it offend people?"

I told him everything, and even Xiaowu had no choice but to nod.He still felt a little weak when he lifted his legs and walked. He blushed all the way and was carried back to the dormitory by his manager.

Artist's assistant manager, two of the three fell ill, and the only single seedling was in a dilemma.There is also a sick ancestor in the family, it is impossible for him to stay here and watch Lian Xiaowu.Find another assistant to take care of the child, he is not at ease.

Huang Zixin stared at him with an expressionless face like a prisoner, Lian Xiaowu raised her head cautiously: "Brother Xin, you go back first, the doctor also said, I will rest for two days and it will be fine."

Huang Zixin walked over to get his mobile phone, changed it to silent mode, and shook it in front of Lian Xiaowu.Lian Xiaowu didn't understand what he meant, and immediately promised to keep in touch absolutely all the time.The manager with a cold face boiled water for him, tucked in the quilt, and called Tang Jia's assistant, Xiao Yang. After everything was settled, he gently closed the door.

Lian Xiaowu leaned back as if relieved.

The room was eerily quiet, tired or sleepy, even Xiaowu couldn't fall asleep, opened the chat software to send a message to Yan Yuan, but no one replied for ten minutes.He continued his efforts, and clicked on Xu Ziyao's profile picture again, and the message he sent was as silent as it was 15 minutes ago.

It was already dark, and he was bored thinking of the huge poster hanging at the entrance of the theater.I also thought of the audience who came to today's performance. The two hundred or so people were very unlucky, and they caught up with Lian Xiaowu's rare missed ticket in ten years.

He was just thinking about it, and the door opened with a click.

Lian Xiaowu has been too busy recently, he doesn't even go back to the dormitory very often, except for the trip to play songs, he rarely meets Tang Jia.Just now... It should be Tang Jia who carried him downstairs, but maybe he rushed to shake hands later, and when he opened his eyes in the lounge, Lian Xiaowu didn't see Tang Jia.

Before Tang Jia came back, he took off his heavy makeup, his hair was wet on his forehead, and he tried the temperature of his forehead as soon as he came in.The room was still very quiet, and Lian Xiaowu's throat seemed to be blocked. It was not so much the subtle feeling brought by the intimate contact, but to be honest, he didn't hate the contact from Tang Jia at all.

"I went to shake hands, and I didn't delay work because of you." Tang Jia lowered his head and whispered to him, "Actually, I wanted to hug him, but it seemed a bit revealing, so I carried you to the lounge."

He seemed sure that Lian Xiaowu would not correct his flirtatious words, and quietly let the seedlings sealed in the soil sprout tiny green shoots.

Even Xiaowu didn't speak, Tang Jia was not ashamed, and stepped back as if nothing had happened.

"Don't test me anymore." Lian Xiaowu said, "I still remember what happened four months ago."

Interpersonal communication has never been his shortcoming. Even Xiaowu can adapt to the way of getting along with many people, and he also has his own set of templates.It's not difficult to pretend to be confused while pretending to understand, but suddenly he didn't want to do it in front of this person.

Lian Xiaowu said: "Brother Xin gave me a whole day off, and I have enough time to settle things between us."

His tone was very cold, as if what he said in the next second was the words of rejection.Tang Jia's heart sank, and he pretended to be stupid and said: "Senior, let's talk about these things later, it's important for you to rest first."

Lian Xiaowu thought it was funny, a person who is used to be sure of him, didn't realize what he meant.

Before the manager left, he put a small handful of milk candy beside his bed. Lian Xiaowu peeled off the candy wrapper, tasted the sweetness, and felt unexpectedly calm.

If Lian Xiaowu is just a carrier, he really has no right to make other choices under the love package of fans.But whenever possible, no one wants to be just an empty shell.

Lian Xiaowu withdrew her thoughts and said, "Let's make a three-chapter agreement."

Tang Jia looked at him suddenly, reflexively said: "What are the three chapters of the agreement?"

Lian Xiaowu thought about it, but decided to speak directly.

"First, you are still very young and have just entered the idol industry. You have to think about what you want to do and what you want to do after you leave. If you want to stay in the entertainment industry, you have to find your own foothold and you can't rely entirely on it. The relationship established with fans. The rules that apply in spark may not be universal to the outside world.”

He paused and smiled, "What do you think?"

Tang Jia's eyes were shining, and Lian Xiaowu nodded with extreme suspicion that he hadn't listened carefully.

Fortunately not.

Tang Jia whispered: "...I understand, I know what you mean, I will try my best to find a balance."

The light yellow light that was turned on when entering the door flowed under her feet, Lian Xiaowu stayed on the bed for too long, turned over and got out of bed, and slowly moved to the table to pour herself a glass of water.

"Okay, then let me talk about the second thing." He held the water glass and rested his arms casually on the back of the chair, "The second thing is easy to do, just pay attention to the occasion, I don't want to be photographed suddenly Now, come out in front of the people of the whole country."

The third chapter of the contract was written by him casually, and he racked his brains without thinking about what to say about the third article. What troubled Lian Xiaowu was only the matter of falling in love with an idol itself.

When actors open their relationship, the bottom of the bottle is a row of "focus on XX works, stay away from private life".It is very difficult to separate works from reality.Idols have gradually become the fastest springboard to enter the entertainment circle, but it doesn't mean that everyone has taken a fancy to the low barriers to entry, at least he has not forgotten the initial "like".

The way forward was not clear, that day Yanyuan casually brought up the past between recording songs, and asked him if he had considered becoming the chief supervisor.

Lian Xiaowu asked him back: "If I have stepped into the mud with one foot, can I still be responsible for Spark?"

Yan Yuan could tell that if most of them had already come true, he said: "Not everyone can stay sober, you don't need to leave half of yourself in the trap to live."

He always doesn't like to speak clearly, and finally ends the conversation with a very simple question.Yan Yuan asked, will you get No.1?

It's not whether you want to, but whether you will.

Tang Jia was still in a daze, as if he had been overwhelmed by great joy, slowly digesting his words.

As an artist, in front of the stage, it is inevitable that you have to break yourself and separate pieces of fiction and reality.Lian Xiaowu stretched out her hand, piled the cherry stalks on top of the thick cream, held the fragrant and soft cake, and took a step towards him, the rich aroma was getting closer and closer.

It took him four months to convince himself that he put together the scattered cakes. Even Xiaowu didn't know whether the finished product was beautiful enough.But he thought, with such a complete cake, he should give it to Tang Jia immediately.

Lian Xiaowu walked over and pinched his face: "You're back to your senses, kid."

Tang Jia was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly clasped his wrist and pulled him into his arms, buried him in the sweater and said in a muffled voice, "It's been almost a month since April Fool's Day, I'll just pretend you're not lying to me."

Lian Xiaowu lazily said, "I'm not lying to you, just lighten your hands."

Tang Jia was half a head taller than him, half of her body was pressed against Lian Xiaowu's body, she quickly straightened her waist, and half dragged and half hugged Lian Xiaowu back to the bed.Tang Jia moved the small pile of candies to the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed by herself, and stared at Lian Xiaowu with a pair of dark eyes.

Even Xiao Wu was not weak enough to be hugged, he just acted like a baby habitually, and leaned fiercely into the arms of this boy who was a few years younger than himself.

Tang Jia lowered his head and kissed his cheek lightly, and whispered, "Can we still do this in the future?"

Lian Xiaowu hooked her neck and pulled the man down, planted a soft kiss on his lips, squinted her eyes and said, "That's fine too."