The Idol Group and the Crown

Xie Lianyun was not kidding.

The moment the music rang, the teenager's eyes on the stage changed.

Explicit, pretentious, with a pure and pretentious charm.

"Seemewalkseemefu-ckseemesuckalollipop."

"Mmm......wannagetmessy"

A half-murmured, coquettish hum overflowed the microphone, and the whole place was ignited and exploded. Everyone was screaming and cheering uncontrollably.

At the moment of dancing, Ji Ji is more rhythmic and in control than the taller dragon.

His eyes swept across the field without fear, as if picking tonight's prey with great interest.

The tip of the tongue licked from the lips, and the waist and thighs swayed, almost making the throat dry.

『Tellmehowyouwantitdone.

atthemall, inthehall.

onyourmomma'sbedroomwall? 』

Long Ji remembered to dance and stretched his arms around his waist, but the boy pulled his tie close to him, even breathing on each other's faces.

The girls on the field were going crazy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~"

The two men could kiss each other as soon as they bowed their heads, but the fairy-like teenager smiled, holding his hands and locking himself between his wide chests, twisting his hips and swinging like a casino girl, showing all his soft body.

When I let go of my hand again, I started singing again. The voice was so stable that I didn’t seem to skip the dance at all. I picked it up on the end as if to seduce everyone: "doimakeyouwet?"

Huo Jian looked dumbfounded at this moment, before turning around to look at Xie Lianyun.

He could not match the sixteen-year-old boy on stage with the soft and shy Koike under the stage. He always felt that this was actually two people.

"Koike has a good sense of play, and he can also be released on stage." Xie Lianyun said lazily: "With this qualification and talent, he doesn't go to the theater a card."

Huo Jian entered the state of poor words, and found that Long Ji actually did not catch up with it, but the performance state was not as good as Chi Ji.

The boy was diffusing fearlessly.

His eyes are bold, his limbs are unprotected, and he will lick and kiss his fingertips ambiguously when he swings his buttocks.

Waves and Sao, but still had a pure face.

"----Youwishyouhadasliceofme."

When Jiu Ji hooked his waist again, Chi Ji looked up and raised his eyebrows, and there were young people all around him.

"Do you know that Uncle Jiang will arrange roles for different members?" Xie Lianyun quietly watched them dance on the stage and suddenly said.

"Character?" Huo Jian remembered what he had learned last time and tentatively said: "So will Ji Ji be the main dancer?"

"It's not this kind of role. Uncle Jiang is very evil, and it's because of evil. He has never missed people in these years." Xie Lianyun turned his head to look at Huo Jian, and his tone was playful: "Chi Ji...Yes "Color" by corona."

Huo Jian was instantly clear.

No role is more suitable than these two words.

By the time this song ended, hundreds of viewers were completely hilarious, and they kept them out loud again.

Chi Ji's forehead and neck were all thin sweats, and when he bowed down, he became a shy child.

Long Ji's expression was a bit dazed when he stepped down.

Huo Jian they have to wait for a few groups to go up and perform, and then come over to give them water.

"It's nice to jump." Huo Jian handed tissues: "Sweat the sweat."

Chi Ji took off the scene and quickly entered a state of shame, hiding his face next to Xie Liyun: "I just..."

Long Ji wondered: "You hid so deeply."

Chi Ji began to steam on his head: "Don't get me wrong!!"

Huo Jian looked at Long Ji: "I see that you didn't catch it."

"Have I never talked about love hobbies," Long Jia argued: "Of course I'm nervous when he gets so close!"

Xie Lianyun snorted Chi Ji twice and said, "It's over, let's remove makeup."

Within 20 minutes, it was Huo Jian and Xie Lianyun's turn to go on stage. The two men jumped out and bowed out after three minutes, smooth and silky without pressure.

Huo Jian used to dance with people randomly in the practice room before, and later cooperated with Long Ji several times, feeling different.

Dancing Long belongs to the state of Ke Jin'er Hi. The infectious smile is strong and handsome. The dancing time also remembers the discharge of the eyes.

Xie Liyun is different from his typhoon, and he is very restrained.

This restraint is reflected in that he only interacts with the camera, and at the same time he is very affected by the dance partner.

——On the contrary, there is a proper sense of abstinence.

Introverted and cold, as if not shaken by anything.

Obviously dancing, but it seems that he is the one waiting to be pleased.

Huo Jian took a dry towel to wipe his sweat when he stepped down, and asked casually, "Brother Yun, have you ever deliberately practiced these expressions and body movements?"

"Nonsense." Xie Liyun stretched lazily: "I'm not as flexible and rhythmic as they are."

"The intensity is not enough to get together, learn to do it."

It was already half past one in the morning to return to the dormitory.

Huo Jian didn't make up during the day and was already sleepy. He was also pulled by Long Ji to repair the mask.

"Always remember to protect your face after removing makeup," Long Jia sat back at his bed and sent back a message to Bo Jue, saying: "Moisturize the sun every day, remember not."

Huo Jian nodded faintly and gave a vague voice.

"The typhoon Koike is also too strong," Long Ji's mobile phone joined together, and began to think about the previous dance: "I was almost surrounded by him, and I have never been so touched."

Huo Jian opened his eyes and smiled at him: "Feeling good?"

"That's not true, I still like Mr. Bo." Long Ji said seriously: "Today, this is not allowed to talk to Bo Jiu, otherwise I will have to be hardworking."

Bo Jue soft-hearted is good but his mouth is indeed poisonous, Huo Jian has to coax him when he touches him.

The two boys made a few jokes and almost fell asleep with the mask on.

In an instant, it was the day of the spf New Year's Eve party.

Because of the plane's lateness, Bo Ju arrived at the company at 4 pm and met with them in the dressing room.

Trainees don't need to go on the red carpet, but Bo Qiu and Xie Lianyun have worked with spf several times before. This time they are temporary special guests, and they will have to receive the awards later.

So several people were divided into two groups, one wave of suits and leather shoes had to be smeared with oil, and the other group had to wear the evening dresses of the trainee batch, no need to pay special attention.

Xie Lianyun was usually dressed as a spectacled otaku, with a burgundy tie and silver dress to stand in the crowd, and instantly returned to the indifferent genius.

Bo Jue chatted around his shoulders, and his waist long hair fell vertically, so that he was as gorgeous and low-key as a black swan, and he looked like a celebrity.

A group of trainees will go to the side and then enter the position to be determined. When there are seniors passing by, they will ask questions from time to time.

When Ji Ji encounters such a social occasion, he is easily nervous, shrinking all the way to Huo Jian like a small repeater.

They don’t have a specific identity right now, just to be part of the center of the debut army, which is worth mentioning compared to the guests tonight.

In addition to twenty new trainees, trainees from different branches and different stages were also brought in by agents to arrange to sit down. After dozens of teenagers and young people in their twenties were filled At halftime, the stage began to schedule and confirm the light and sound party process.

Huo Jian has not attended the annual meeting of this level before, but he is also a little nervous.

A few trainees next to him saw the agent left and joined in a chat, because the voice was not very quiet because of the excitement.

"Do you say that the big stars before the spf will come?"

"No... everyone has that status."

"I heard that Mei Shen will come too?!"

"Have you heard about his son..."

The big screen finally lighted up, and the red carpet officially started.

Multiple cameras simultaneously filmed the process of the red carpet at multiple angles, and the invited fans on both sides of the road cried out with their arms raised.

"Below, the spf annual meeting of 2009 to 2010 officially began -"

Journalists and photographers carried the camera crazy and snapped, and the artists came slowly in the dispatch.

The order of appearance is interspersed with coffee places, which will not neglect the popular artist, but also seize the opportunity to celebrate the new debut idol.

The red carpet words are written just right. It can be seen that the multi-faceted care is measured and every word is leak-proof.

Huo Jian and his companions raised their heads to look at the strange faces on the screen, and for a while did not recognize too many familiar people.

Among the dozens of artists who are really hot and hot are the best. More people are hot and cold, and they will also choose the position of the edge when signing on the background board.

Huo Jian pays attention to each of their names and representative works, and can match some of them with the company's promotional posters.

The screen will indeed deform people horizontally, but almost everyone's body is managed to a strict level, and it is also a slap in the lens.

"Here are the special guests--"

Bo Jue walked from the red carpet with no expression on his face, and there were also many fans who mixed the piano circles, screaming and roaring.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhtohh, Jujue is so thin and handsome I'm dead I'm dead!!!"

"He looked at me, he looked at me, oh my god!!!"

When he walks, his long hair will be raised slightly, his eyebrows are like Shen Tan, his lips are light red, and he has a sense of oriental beauty.

After the host briefed him on his personal introduction, Miss Etiquette bent over to hand over the pen.

The fluent English sign is pretty right in the middle right.

When Xie Lianyun played again, many people in the venue looked up carefully.

They didn't understand the meaning of those piano awards, but they knew how valuable Xie Lianyun was.

"He's the genius lyric..." A trainee in the front row murmured: "It's younger and talented than me. This is how people live..."

"They are not ordinary talents." The person next to him corrected: "Who can trust him to write a song, can dream and wake up laughing know."

Huo Jian is still using a pencil to follow the notes written by Xie Lianyun to change the staff, almost drawing a rest.

Long Li laughed with his mouth covered: "I didn't see it."

Twelve special guests came, all of them top figures from all walks of life.

After all the entertainers and guests walked through the red carpet and signed their names, the host's talents turned around and raised their voices: "Let us warmly welcome the mysterious guests tonight-Mei Heng, Mei Shengyao!"

It exploded both inside and outside the venue.

Lying! ! May God really come? ! !

Also brought his son! !

-2-

Generally speaking, the king in Mei Heng's rank is noble to meet.

Although the concert is at least four times a year, and there are always performances abroad, but the evening parties attended are basically at the level of the Golden Melody Award, and the company's internal party really does not need to come.

Mei Heng is one of the biggest stars in coffee tonight. Not only did he come by himself, but he also brought out his son who had been protected for a long time, which is completely enough for the recent breaking news.

The host didn't finish the two sentences, and the internal venue began to discuss, and the external field even exclaimed and the shutter sound continued.

Huo Jian remembered the interview he had seen earlier, and now subconsciously looked up at them.

Mei Heng and the appearance of the television interview a few years ago have not changed at all, and even seem to be younger.

He was gentle and greeted the crowd, holding a boy with light blonde curly hair in his left hand.

The boy was only twelve years old. His face was very similar to him. His expression was calm and alienated. He only gave the camera a look when signing.

...Very distant.

Bo Jue's expressionless face when walking the red carpet was because of tension, and Xie Lianyun was accustomed to dealing with trouble with his indifferent face.

But Mei Shengyao's expression did not seem to be pretended at all.

Huo Jian looked at the twelve-year-old boy, and Long Ji lightly touched his arm.

"Huohuo," he lowered his voice: "Do you think this kid is a little depressed?"

Huo Jian is also reading his micro-expression: "It seems a little...unhappy?"

"It's strange, Mei Shen looked at a very gentle person, and wouldn't be bad for his children." Long Ji thought about: "If he doesn't want to come, there is no need to force the family."

Is it for something else that has nothing to do with today's party?

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and when the father and son of the Mei family entered the hall one after another, the applause in the infield also continued.

They were sitting in the front row of the special guests, and the scene looked like two little spots that were ambiguous.

Following this, the company's senior executives came to the stage one after another and introduced the company's operations this year in detail. They provided detailed data to explain the latest fashion trends and opportunities, and looked forward to planning the broadening of new business areas in the next year.

Huo Jian likes this kind of occasion very much.

He doesn't have much interest in getting close to celebrities, but he likes to be treated equally as an adult.

Signing a labor contract, attending the company's annual meeting, and transforming from an accessory-like student into an adult who can independently take responsibility for him can give him a lot of security.

It's like regaining control of your own destiny.

The leader's speech also talked about the plan of the corona project. Many people have apparently received internal information and turned their attention to the son of the king sitting in the front row.

The camera also turned.

Mei Shengyao gave everyone a light glance.

The boy's face was exquisite and handsome, and it was a typical example of being eaten by God.

Huo Jian never imagined that he might become a teammate with a person of this status, nor could he imagine how they would coexist in the future.

Everything is a strange blank.

After the achievement report and future prospects are over, the annual meeting will turn to awards and performances.

New and old artists and gold brokers have staged to receive awards, interspersed with large and small stage performances, the atmosphere has become more and more natural and relaxed.

The flash of the media under the stage has not stopped. Many reporters knelt under the stage in order to capture a good angle and chased the artist quickly.

Huo Jian is still grasping the time to revise the manuscript, Chi Ji listening to the song and humming with everyone, occasionally eating two small cookies on the table.

The data in units of tens of millions and billions is temporarily far away from him, and everything that is told in the future link sounds very bright and very unexpected.

Huo Jian wrote that he would look up at the stranger who danced and danced, and rubbed his eyes to decide whether to arrange flowers or do some effect here.

At twelve o'clock, two messages came one after another.

Chen Xiaoyan: Happy New Year! I wish you all the best, happy every day, the new year is getting better and better xd

Aunt Lu: Huohuo, Happy New Year. Auntie wants you to pay attention to your body, and work hard to protect yourself from injury. Everything is fine here, don't worry.

Huo Jian lowered his head and looked at the screen of the mobile phone in the changing lights, and gave them a happy new year.

The phone has a vocabulary association function, but he pressed them word by word and sent them two after watching for a long time.

It seems to be the only warm heart you can give.

The last fifteen days suddenly seemed like the last sprint before the entrance exam.

Everyone practiced dancing and singing in the same way as crazy, stepped on treadmills in the gym and ran karaoke like a race, stomping the vital capacity to the limit every day, and at night he was so paralyzed that he wanted to use his limbs and climbed to the dormitory.

The group performance is actually almost deducted, and then re-jumping is a daily review and confirmation of position.

Nineteen people said less, not less. In the case of a temporary group, they constantly understand that the essence is still to do well with their dancers.

Wei Jie took them every day to buckle, and finally took pictures with a video recorder, and printed a few frames with red lines to mark out the untidy position, so that people who were behind the schedule worked overtime and overtime.

By January 10th, the order of the last meeting was announced again.

It was actually divided into two rooms at the same time.

Huo Jian is still ranked first, going to 603.

There are still five days to go before the final report, apparently for the final mapping and confirmation.

Huo Jian was a little afraid of Uncle Jiang privately by instinct. He took a deep breath three times before entering the room and controlled his expression before knocking on the door.

As the door opened, Pei Ru also looked up.

The two stared at each other for a second, like the moment in the parking lot night.

The man wore an oversize white sweater and replaced the stud earrings with rose gold half-moon bends.

"You came."

Huo blade stretched his strength, and the sharp air in his eyes flashed through.

"I said." The teenager looked directly at him and said, "I will prove it to you."

Pei Ruya didn't have the kind of suppression that Uncle Jiang had.

He was unhurried, with a smile on his lips.

"Sit down first."

Huo Jian saw this teacher only a limited number of times in the past two months.

Pei Ru also has a very mysterious existence of spf. Although there are occasionally coming over and shaking a few times, more of them are living in awe and longing talks by the teaching assistants.

He does not teach untrained trainees and can play a mobile phone in the morning during class, but it seems to others that he is already giving great gifts.

When Huo Jian sat down, the preparations in his mind were completely messed up.

He originally thought that the last conversation was with Uncle Jiang, and he even thought about how to deal with it when he was angry or smiling.

But now sitting opposite him, it is Pei Ruye like your son.

The man turned the pen twice and looked up at him and smiled.

"Is the strawberry cake delicious?"

Huo Jian was silent for a few seconds: "...um."

"How about "Spring Wake"?"

Huo Jian knew that the trainee's schedule needed to be reported to the company, and he bowed his head and responded.

"good looking."

Pei Ruye also turned half a circle, holding his chin to look at him: "You are nervous."

Huo Jian thought that it would be better to talk to Uncle Jiang, and after a while he said, "Yes."

"Actually, the content of this conversation is the same for all trainees." Pei Ru also drew a contract from the bookshelf next to him and pushed it in front of him: "If you enter corona in the future, this contract is your first meeting. Right thing."

Huo Jian took over the contract and read it all at the fastest speed.

The terms are clear and clear, the benefits are clearly divided, and the risks and permissions are marked in great detail.

He looked up at Pei Ruye: "It's not just a contract to answer questions."

The man looked at him with his chin resting, his voice calm and calm.

"It's really more than that."

"The last meeting was for me and Uncle Jiang to explain to you what you must have to take this path... sacrifice."

"This is also the last lesson given by spf at this stage."

The twenty people here are already the best outstanding trainees of this session.

Even if you can’t enter Corona, you are fully qualified to participate in other star-making projects and get a debut spot.

The company attaches great importance to the construction plan of corona, and strives to be cautious in all aspects.

The fact that Jiang Shu and Pei Ruya were sent to meet in person can already show the final sincerity.

Huo Jian's pupil shrank and looked at his eyes and repeated: "...sacrifice?"

The word made him subconsciously uncomfortable.

Pei Ru also nodded slowly, his voice and posture changed seriously.

"What we are talking about now is the long-term and uninterrupted sacrifice in the future."

"Huo Jian, you chose corona, which is the work of Uncle Jiang and the entire spf for ten years."

"It's not any small group that followed the trend, it's not a free and casual idol."

"You and the five other people in Corona will share the sacrifice of living and dying with this group."

"Once this decision is made, there will never be a way back."

He sat in front of him like a lantern man at the crossroads.

"Eating, sleeping, **."

"Love, emotions, words."

"Health, space, **."

"All contracts cannot bind everything stated."

"All will be sacrificed to endless fame and fortune."

The man crossed his fingers between his lips, his eyes insightful and compassionate.

"Huo Jian, now you have the right to leave for the last time."