Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

When Xia Song returned to the training base, he had already changed into new clothes, and there was nothing unusual about him.

The change of clothes was brought over by the driver who had disappeared before. This driver had an ordinary appearance, and there was nothing eye-catching about him from his facial features to his clothes to his temperament. Xia Song really realized something was wrong when he looked around after thanking him and getting out of the car. As the car left, I suddenly realized that I couldn't remember the driver's face at all.

Am I being arrogant again? No, no matter how arrogant he is, he still won't have any impression after meeting him... Did the driver deliberately restrain his aura?

His sense of presence is even lower than his own. According to the teacher, he is probably at the level of a spy.

There are indeed many talented people in Qinyi Technology.

Xia Song still didn't know that he and Chi Chuan, the boss behind Emperor's, had met again after half a year. He gathered his thoughts and walked into the training base, thinking about his next action as the elevator quickly ascended.

I caught up on some sleep on the way back, and I still have enough energy. Anyway, I will do regular exercise first, and then...

There was an almost negligible feeling of weightlessness, the elevator door opened, and a figure happened to pass by in front of him.

"Qi Shuang." Xia Song said.

"?!" UNGREY's captain was slightly startled, "Oh, you're back."

She took a cursory look at Xia Song's face and saw no dark circles, so she said succinctly: "Remember to catch up on your training."

Qi Shuang didn't mention that both she and Shi Yan had received the news that Xia Song would be home late. The nine of them had always taken care of their own side jobs and had nothing to do with each other. Besides, the person involved was already here, so talking about it was just a way to pass the time. Spending time chatting, Qi Shuang rarely had such ineffective exchanges in the training base.

Xia Song nodded and smiled.

Qi Shuang's ambition and ambition, which had never changed, seemed particularly stable at this time. He instantly felt that he was back in a familiar atmosphere, feeling very at ease.

"Today we will review singing and dancing as a group, starting at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Qi Shuang simply informed him and then continued walking forward.

Xia Song stopped her: "Sister, I want to ask you something."

"Um."

Qi Shuang responded, a little surprised. It would be good if Xia Song could find someone outside of business hours. He took the initiative to speak like this, with a very homely tone, which was really rare in his impression.

"That's right, have you ever imagined a parallel world?"

Xia Song thought for a while and said, "Similar to that, in one or many parallel worlds, the teacher is still the teacher and the instructor is still the instructor, but after signing with Yangliu Entertainment, it is not us who receive training and guidance, but other practices Life. In other words, luck accounts for a large proportion of our ability to reach this point in the current world line..."

"Ah." Qi Shuang said calmly, "What else?"

"Uh." Xia Song got stuck in a rare moment.

"Who would have thought a year ago that a new teacher would arrive in early April and our idol career would be turned upside down?"

Qi Shuang shrugged, "We all know it's luck, so just cherish it."

"Or do you want to discuss the opposite direction, and feel that everything we have obtained so far relies too much on luck, so you are a little uneasy? In this case, I will answer you that luck is also a part of strength, just keep a normal mind."

"..." Xia Song blinked slowly, "Oh."

"What's wrong?"

Qi Shuang noticed from Xia Song's questions and reactions that something was a little different with him than usual, and stopped when he was about to leave.

"I thought." Xia Song knew that it was not polite to say this, but the relationship between the nine of them was not the kind of relationship that needed to be avoided. "You were hindered in your starting point, and you managed to get through with your own efforts. You should be interested in luck. This ethereal thing feels even more..."

more?

Xia Song himself couldn't tell what it was.

He just felt that perhaps from the perspective of "not gray", these unyielding girls would believe more in the victory of man than in the blessing of luck.

"You didn't read our interview." Qi Shuang said suddenly.

Xia Song: "...ah?"

"You bastard, you don't care about your sister at all." Qi Shuang came over unceremoniously and raised his hand to knock Xia Song on the head, "We just answered similar questions in "Cheese Pictorial", it's so fresh. "

"Ahem." Xia Song avoided Qi Shuang's bright eyes that "called for punishment".

Well, he really seldom reads the materials. Rather than outline and understand the idol girl group "Not Gray" in the public eye through scattered and trivial information, he would certainly prefer to get in touch with these live and real sisters in reality. Listen to They express their views and ideas with their own mouths.

"Okay, go read the magazine by yourself, I have other things to do."

Qi Shuang said and turned around. After taking a few steps, she remembered something and reminded, "It doesn't matter anything else. When it comes to the teacher's materials, you should always look at them twice."

She blinked her left eye alone: ​​"It's convenient for 'collusion', you know what I mean."

Xia Song laughed dumbly: "I understand."

This makes sense. People outside still think that the teacher who led them is an outstanding woman. Information like this should be paid attention to in a timely manner and communicated with each other, lest someone speak quickly and expose the whole lie.

Qi Shuang stopped talking and waved her hands to go about her business. Xia Song also turned to the gym and took advantage of the jogging to warm up and opened the internal tablet computer that came with the treadmill.

When the computer is turned on, it automatically jumps to the official homepages of "Thousand Colors" and "Not Gray". Qi Shuang is right. The news about the electronic version of "Cheese Pictorial" being released is also marked with "NEw" in the time column. Xia Song clicks on the link. , it didn’t take long to find the issue he cared about.

Different from the cheerful photo-taking style of "saying cheese loudly and taking pictures with fancy photos", "Cheese Pictorial"'s words in interviews cannot be called gentle.

…

q: As we all know, "Not Gray" first appeared in the public eye because of road shows, but in fact it became famous because you were lucky enough to catch the express train of "Scale Man". Do you have any grudges about this? Do you feel that "we have worked hard for so long but have no results, and in the end it is not as good as a chance coincidence"?

A\/Qi Shuang:

Of course, luck is lucky. This cooperation is a good opportunity for both UNGREY and "Scale Man", and it is an absolute win-win. Although there is indeed a saying that "opportunity is more important than hard work", if you don't work hard, you won't be able to seize the opportunity even if it comes.

As for mentality, I have always felt that since it is a rare opportunity, I should accept it openly and do my best. To this day, the results speak for themselves: we did it, and Scaled Man is a huge success. Nothing is more convincing than actual results.

A\/Xing Yufei:

Thank you for your concern, and I understand your concerns~ Logically speaking, if there were no road shows, we would not have accumulated experience in outdoor performances; if there were no experience, the effect of our performances would be greatly reduced, and we would not be able to attract passers-by with our strength. If we fail to attract the attention of the audience, the management of "Scale Man" and the director, naturally there will be no two-way connection and two-way success between the film and the theme song.

I am the type who believes more in fatalism. Although the expression "accidental coincidence" sounds novel and romantic, who can say that it is not an inevitable necessity?

And oh, if we really talk about coincidence and luck, I think music producers are better. After all, Director Fang (chief director of "Scale Man") also said that a song that fits the theme of "Scale Man" is really rare. Doesn’t it mean that all our producers and teachers are prophets, and they succeeded in “betting on the topic” a few years ago? —Pfft, I’m just kidding. I respect the teachers’ efforts very much. It would be really rude to describe such efforts only by luck. (laugh)

A\/Jiang Qing'e:

Huh? I never thought about it. Running around Shanghai for road shows was what the teacher told us, so we just followed it. As for trying hard for a long time but getting no results...well, is that right? As long as one audience member feels happy after watching our performance, I think that is a very good achievement!

A\/Lou Lan:

Won't. Hard work is hard work, luck is luck, there is no conflict.

…

Xia Song thoughtfully turned off the tablet (before closing, he didn't forget to click on Xing Yufei's answer and said "It's so scolding"), then got off the treadmill and headed to the next training venue.

It feels like...in comparison, I am indeed at a disadvantage.

The development of "Thousand Colors" has been so smooth. Although it has encountered difficulties, it is nothing more than some indifferent slander and rumors, "plagiarism"-related slander, and doubts about "lip-syncing".

With the all-round manager Liu Huajun working behind the scenes, the full strength of himself and his teammates, and the trust and support of the "Thousand Colored Flowers", each of these difficulties can be solved very easily, which invisibly gives It gave people a strong misconception that "I am level 999+ and push all the way, and the mobs along the way are just fun adjustments."

But UNGREY is not. They fought their way up from the bottom, and their wills were tempered to be far purer and firmer than theirs. What Xia Song was confused about now was just the rest of their thinking. Compared to his confusion and hesitation, they had already faced adversity again and again. Having thought things through and being self-consistent, I am now moving forward with my head held high and moving forward courageously.

Such amazing girls.

Xia Song lowered his head and smiled.

He gathered his energy, stopped being distracted, and devoted himself to the next training.

Time passed quickly with concentration, and it was already night in a blink of an eye.

As usual, Xia Song stayed in the central control room for a long time, continuing to study the details of stage design and process arrangements.

He had vaguely guessed from Liu Huajun's reaction that the venue for their debut concert was not sure, and there might be changes. But as luck would have it, their performance did not rely on a fixed venue - this was "mobile" battlefield” benefits.

As long as there are enough seats in the auditorium to ensure a good view, Xia Song is fully confident that everything else will not be a problem.

Having too much control is not a good thing, but it is really reassuring to have the most important parts firmly in hand and avoid any possible accidents.

The insertion of the band part is still a bit abrupt, so I will make a few versions of the plan first and wait for the teacher's opinion...the timing of the splitting of the stage in the second half...there are also a few solo songs that have not yet been determined...

Xia Song was nestled in the executive chair with pulleys, kicking on the table legs from time to time, and cruising back and forth between several screens.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. I hope that next year's tours of "Thousand Colors" and "Not Gray" will be able to gather a group of capable and trustworthy team members to at least share some of the insignificant workload.

Xia Song sighed while continuing to work. About an hour later, he stretched and pressed the power off button.

The screen of the main console displayed a line of words [moNStERNINE] before it went completely black. It flashed twice, and Xia Song smiled at it.

monsterNine, the collective name of "thousand colors" and "not gray", is usually referred to as m9 or "weird 9" verbally.

When we first decided on the name, everyone thought about many proposals and discussed them. The first one that was adopted was Shi Yan's proposal of "there must be 9 no matter what."

Yao'er in the team, the captain of "Qianse", Shi Yan, who has always been sunny and cheerful, does have a paranoid streak in his bones. A few months ago, he completely set the tone of the concert and the pursuit of everyone's idol career with the sentence "I want to see every fan's face". Now this passionate and crazy persistence has also extended to "If one person is missing, the group will not be the same." "superior.

Xia Song liked it very much, and everyone liked it.

So 9 was settled on, and then, I forgot who suffered from the chuunibyou disease, or maybe everyone was a chuunibyou. Anyway, the topic circled around to "What happened to the few little monsters raised by the Great Demon King of Qin?" , so the word "monster" quickly became a candidate, and it quickly defeated the words "devil" and "vanguard" that were too clear-cut and were not conducive to expanding the style, and was successfully selected as the final group name.

mN-4-001 represents the first patent owned by Xia Song, who ranks fourth in monsterNine.

Xia Song jumped down from his seat and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

It's said to be a dormitory, but it's actually a temporary lounge with a storage function. After all, they all lie in the coffin...medicated bath when they sleep, and they only have beds, quilts and pillows for temporary naps.

No key or password is required, the transparent glass door completes face recognition from a few meters away and automatically separates to both sides.

Xia Song walked in. The environment here was quite simple, similar to that in a military camp. There were only a row of lockers and neatly arranged bunk beds.

A figure was sitting on the lower bunk not far away.

Xia Song was not surprised.

The other party was not surprised by his arrival.

Xia Song walked over and sat down opposite Shi Yan on the bed.

They looked at each other across an aisle.

There was only peace flowing in the air, no one spoke, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was only the sound of breathing.

Silence, but not dull, will not make anyone feel depressed at all.

Xia Song could feel that his heartbeat was very steady, and he knew that Shi Yan was the same.

They have shared a full ten years, and every drop of time flows into the past that cannot be changed, pulling out a yarn as thin and tough as spider silk, gently but firmly tying their growth and destiny together. .

Sometimes just by looking at the face in front of you, you can imagine what the other person will look like ten, twenty, or fifty years from now.

We have exchanged green shirts, and we firmly believe that one day in the future we will stroke each other's white hair.

At an age when you haven't figured out what a commitment actually is, you are already convinced that you will never be absent from the other person's life.

One second, two seconds, in this unique warmth created bit by bit by more than 30,000 days, Shi Yan looked at Xia Song, receiving all his eyes and giving him a 100% look.

Too familiar, no need to say anything.

No need to talk, no need to apologize, no need to repent.

Just one face-to-face look is enough to convey everything you want to express.

"ha…"

After a while, Xia Song lowered his head, stood up, walked over, collapsed on Shi Yan, and wrapped his arms around him.

"I'm so proud." Xia Song closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice.

"Then you have to be careful in the future." Shi Yan reached out and hugged Xia Song's back.

"Yeah." Xia Song responded.

There is no more dialogue and no need for more dialogue.

Just this is enough.

Xia Song took a deep breath into Shi Yan's neck, then raised his head and bumped his forehead against his.

"No." Shi Yan whispered.

It's not my forehead that hurts, it's the bridge of my nose.

Although it is a bit strange to say this, it is true that both of their noses are very straight. Compared with the collision of foreheads, it is the bridge of the nose that hits each other first.

"Good night."

Xia Song stood up and walked towards the exit of the lounge. The breath exuding from his whole body was like a cat returning to a familiar corner, as if it would curl up into a chicken leg in the next second and fall asleep with even purring.

"Good night."

Shi Yan said to the lazy figure.

He understood the meaning of hitting his forehead. Xia Song had done this only a handful of times since he was a child, but he was very serious every time.

It is a bit difficult to translate this kind of communication of ideas through movement. If it must be said, Shi Yan knew that what Xia Song was expressing was:

I am loyal to you.

Shi Yan was very used to this.

Xia Song is like this, he doesn't like to talk, that's okay, as long as he understands.

The sound of shuffling footsteps gradually faded away, and the air became quiet for a while.

A head slowly moved out of the upper bunk not far away, and its hair fell down by gravity. It was a bit scary in the lounge with only a night light on.

"..." Yu Lan said slowly, "Is it over?"

"Um."

Shi Yan's voice was calm and natural, with no worry and no sign of relief, as if what just happened was just a trivial matter.

Yu Lan slowly climbed down from the upper bunk and leaned against the ladder.

"It feels like I've become that unpleasant guy who makes snitches," he said.

"What?" Shi Yan laughed.

Yu Lan said no more and looked up at the ceiling.

After that day, he did tell Shi Yan privately about Xia Song's abnormal behavior, and also admitted his mistake. Part of Shi Yan's reaction was expected by Yu Lan - he smiled and forgave him for his "kill first and tell later", saying that he would find an opportunity to tell Liu Huajun and ask her to help pay attention to the movements of Luo Ling and Canhua Entertainment. But unexpectedly, Shi Yan just nodded and said:

"Okay, I know."

At first, Yu Lan thought that it was a cover-up that deliberately minimized the big issue, or that it was difficult to speak because the relationship was too close, so he subconsciously chose to escape.

But after carefully studying Shi Yan's face and eyes, he was surprised to find that he was really calm.

It's not so much calm as it is calmness under control.

"Has the captain discovered it already?" Yu Lan asked hesitantly.

"Huh? No."

Shi Yan once again gave Yu Lan an unexpected answer.

Yu Lan was stunned, a little confused about the current situation.

"How should I put it? If Xia Song is so obvious that even I find it, then it must be his problem."

Shi Yan's calm speech revealed the arrogance of being pampered, "And he won't let himself have such a big problem. This is his dignity."

"Well..." Yu Lan didn't quite understand, "Anyway, don't you need to do anything?"

"No need." Shi Yan said in a relaxed tone, "He will come to me. When he feels that 'it's really not possible anymore,' he will come to me."

"…Yeah."

"On the other hand, if I took the initiative to ask Xia Song to say anything, it would be a thousand percent denial."

Shi Yan even laughed, "He definitely can't stand it, and neither can I."

Yu Lan stared at him blankly, feeling deeply for the first time that there was a barrier between people who grew up together. Newcomers could not break this barrier, nor could they understand the unique rules between them.

Is this a special kind of trust?

Believe that Xia Song is measured and conscious, or believe that other people will wake up Xia Song in time and get him back before things become irreversible... or something like that?

Yu Lan thought about it, still puzzled, but finally nodded to Shi Yan.

"I see."

He hesitated for a moment, "Although it's a bit strange to ask this...but when that day comes, do you mind if I sit in?"

-After receiving Shi Yan's indifferent affirmative reply, until today, Yu Lan thought that he would see Shi Yan and Xia Song having a long conversation.

In the end, it was over in a few sentences.

"I feel very surprised." Yu Lan murmured.

"Eh? Where?" Shi Yan was still sitting on the bed, looking up at him.

"Everywhere." Yu Lan smiled, whether confused or helpless, "How did the captain know that he was coming... to talk about business?"

"Huh? Are you talking about Xia Song?" Shi Yan tilted his head, "He is very understanding."

"He always likes to stay behind me, where I can see it when I turn around. He rarely looks at me face to face, so when he does, I know that he is serious and solemn , it’s something important.”

Shi Yan's tone was very normal, like the director of a pet museum talking about his cat, detailing everything from temperament to habits.

Yu Lan blinked: "...that's it?"

"Yes." Shi Yan said easily, "Xia Song knows better than anyone else that I am a greedy person who is difficult to satisfy. I always want to have more friends and more love, and I am always running forward, so he doesn't He would say things like 'just stay with me' and 'don't get closer to others' like my previous friends did, because he knew I couldn't do it, and saying such requests would only make me feel embarrassed."

"So gradually, the distance between us kept close to each other. Xia Song accepted my 'love interest' and would not take the initiative to call me. He would just stand quietly behind me, ensuring that I would be able to find him when I turned around. As for me, although I usually take the lead in relationships and look back if I want to, and if I don't want to, if Xia Song sends out a signal like "I'm serious" like tonight, I will also turn back all other people and things. Stand at the back of the line, give him all your attention, and look him in the eyes."

"...a little jealous." Yu Lan said softly.

"What?"

"Uh, nothing."

“Rejecting ‘nothing’.”

Shi Yan switched the feeding strategy easily, stood up and walked to Yu Lan.

"What are you thinking about?" He stretched out his hand to push away Yu Lan's messy hair and stared into his eyes, "Tell me?"

"..." What a terrifying straight shot.

"Um?"

Shi Yan's pupils reflected a little orange light from the night light, like two crystal candles, flickering brightly with the frequency of blinking.

The urging with a slight nasal tone was more coquettish than concerned.

Yu Lan was dumbfounded for a moment, then showed a surrendering smile:

"No, I just... think the way Captain and Xia Song get along is very sound."

It would be better to say that Shi Yan’s relationship with everyone is very sound. If we use popular Internet terms to describe it, it means that Shi Yan himself is really out of date. He has nothing to do with stomach pain and dampness. superior.

It is really like the sun, making people with sensitive and dark minds yearn for his warmth, but also fear his light, fearing that the darkness they live in will be dispelled by the sunlight, and all the filth that is ashamed to be exposed will have no escape.

"Is he healthy?" Shi Yan tilted his head and thought for a while, "Probably, after all, Xia Song and I are really familiar with each other, so much so that when we are alone together, we both become mute."

"So, this is the kind of place that makes people jealous."

Yu Lan's eyes slowly moved to the corner, UU reading www.uukanshu. net seemed to have suddenly become very interested in the neatly stacked tofu cubes on a certain lower bunk, and couldn't get enough of them.

"'Being able to communicate without speaking a word'... is amazing." He whispered.

"Eh?" Shi Yan suddenly realized, "So Yu Lan, this is what you care about!"

"It's nothing." He said openly, "Friends are different, and their ways of getting along with each other are also different. Why should we pursue 100% agreement?"

Shi Yan said, reaching out his hand and holding Yu Lan's.

"It's also good to have a frank chat with each other like we do now. You say so, Brother Lanlan."

He winked, looking very cute and cunning, as if he was using this wink to say to Lan: Come on, I know you will do this.

“…”

Yu Lan's face felt hot, and then he smiled helplessly.

"Haha." He admitted defeat and put his head on Shi Yan's shoulders that couldn't be said to be very broad, but could definitely be said to be very sinful.

"Captain, you are... very good at making friends."

With a complaining tone and a soft tail tone, this sentence sounds like a fish biting an empty hook, and the water droplets thrown away when it jumped out hit the lake surface, causing ripples.

"Everyone is spoiling me." Shi Yan smiled.

When he said this, he unconsciously shook the hand he was holding with Yu Lan.

"I've been captured, so it's only natural to indulge you..."

Yu Lan sighed with laughter.

"It's already very late." Shi Yan reminded, "If you don't go to bed, the duration of the medicinal bath will not be up to standard."

"Um."

Yu Lan rubbed his shoulder, raised his head and smiled, "Let's go."