Song An-ran bowed solemnly and looked down at the floor, her whole body folded into a small ball.
"Ah Yigu, our An-ran has really grown up."
"It's really hard on you, you did a great job."
"Congratulations on your debut, our An-ran has really worked hard."
… …
The group of people said sorry words one after another, but their hands tacitly rubbed her fluffy little head together. They patched it up, and I patted it up, like petting a kitten.
Song An-ran hurriedly covered her head with her hands and took a step back to get up. Her soft hair was like a ball of messy wool, occupying the top of her head.
She touched her head, not angry at being teased. Instead, she grinned foolishly, her whole person exuding a charming and silly aura.
The few staff members who had children couldn't help but smile like an aunt. She looked delicate and cute, and had a well-behaved personality. Who wouldn't want a daughter like this?
In a small and lousy company, the staff members who applied for the job didn't have much ambition, so naturally, there was no conflict of interest. Everyone had a harmonious relationship.
When Kim Si-hwan called Song An-ran, everyone felt as if they had picked up a treasure on the road. Everyone had to casually walk out of the practice room once or twice to meet the little girl who was praised to the sky by their colleagues.
The first time was unfamiliar, the second time they became familiar, and Song An-ran became more and more familiar with everyone.
After tormenting Song An-ran, the staff members stuffed the cake into her hands and let her cut it herself.
"An-ran, is it hard to practice dancing there? It's all my fault, I should have taught you well before you went, let you learn more, and you wouldn't be so tired. "
Park Chae-yeon — Song An-ran's dance teacher. She had neat, neutral short hair all year round, and her appearance was serious and unapproachable. After getting along with her for a long time, they found that she was a very emotional teacher. When she said "it's all my fault," her voice sounded like she was about to cry, and her thick black eyeliner outlined her eyes glistened with tears.
When Song An-ran first attended her class, she was the only one who was favored. She didn't have a good foundation and sometimes couldn't keep up, but Park Chae Yeon never scolded her. She always praised her for doing well and skipped over her mistakes. Song An-ran didn't let her down either. She wouldn't make a mistake twice. Naturally, there wasn't a teacher who didn't like this kind of student.
In the end, her favorite student participated in a program and was ridiculed by everyone for being weak in dance. She was even criticized by the teacher in front of everyone.
Park Chae-yeon blamed herself and felt sorry for her. An-ran had only been learning dance for a few months. She was so smart and hardworking. She would definitely dance well in the future.
To Park Chae Yeon, Song Anran was like a piece of glittering gold. Such an outstanding child was inexplicably hated by so many people. Just thinking about it made her heart ache.
Hearing her words, Song An-ran paused in the middle of cutting the cake.
Was it tough?
Of course it was tough.
He had tried his best, but his body was always slower than others. He had tried his best, but he was still criticized by the teacher. His movements were the same, but he wasn't as handsome as others. There were so many shortcomings that he could only rely on his own hard work to make up for it.
Every day in the past had been tough, both mentally and physically.
But it was all in the past.
She had endured until the end, hadn't she? Those sleepless nights and the pain she had experienced, it was enough for her to experience it alone.
She smiled and shook her head. Her eyes curved like crescent moons as she cut the cake seriously.
"Augny, compared to the hard work, I feel that every day's training is very fulfilling. Actually, the amount of training isn't as much as the program. It's the same as usual in the company. "
Park Chae-yeon took a piece of tissue and carefully wiped away the tears in her eyes. "That's good. You lost so much weight on the last program. Our hearts ache for you. By the way, did you receive the things we sent? "
Song Anran put the cut cakes on the paper plate one by one and carefully wiped away the cream that was accidentally stained on his hands.
"Yes. After lighting the incense and candles, I slept much better."
She passed the cake on the plate to Park Chae-yeon and then to all the staff members. Song An-ran held the cake plate and finished the last piece in a few bites.
After the simple celebration ended, everyone returned to their posts. Song An-ran, who had nothing to do, was called to the PD office. She had a feeling that this was the main reason why she was called back to the company today.
Kim Si-hwan was sitting in the swivel chair with his back to her. When he heard her enter, he turned around and tilted his head, indicating for her to sit down.
"Enron Xi, has the date of your first debut been decided?"
"Yes, on the 4th of next month on the stage of Countdown."
Kim Si-hwan nodded and looked straight into her eyes.
"Yes. Because you've always been a child with a plan and ideals, I won't beat around the bush and tell you directly. Enron Xi, do you want to be a solo singer in the future or a member of a girl group?
The company has already accepted a few trainees with good qualifications. There may be a new girl group in two years. During this period of time, you can be a solo singer. When the new girl group appears, you can debut as the team's ace. "
"Of course, you want to be a solo singer.
We might not be able to support a female singer with our current resources, but the company will do its best to help you plan.
The path of a solo singer has been more difficult in recent years. Without absolute strength, passers-by will not accept it. If you want to be a solo singer …
If so, you need to be mentally prepared. "
"Think about it."
Song An-ran looked back at her president without a trace of fear. After thinking for a while, she organized her words. "I want to be a solo singer. A girl group might not be suitable for me. What's more, the president used to ask me to learn singing and music arrangement instead of dancing. Isn't that why he wants me to be a solo singer? "
Kim Si-hwan nodded in understanding. He raised his chin and pointed in the direction of the door. "Go look for Ren Xiao. Your music teacher gave you something and the homework he gave you over there. Since you want to be a solo singer, you have to be prepared during the IOI event. "
Song An-ran glanced at the president and looked away silently. He had already given her homework. It was obvious that he had already predicted her choice.
"Thank you, President."
When Song An-ran went out to find her manager, he pulled out a box from under his desk. A 1.8m tall, burly man was carrying a heavy cardboard box in front of her.
Song An-ran's eyelids twitched. She had a bad feeling. She opened the box and leaned over to take a look.
"'Harmony and Acoustics'
'Musical Instrument Law'
'Basic Principles of Composition'
'The Structure and Function of Harmony'
… "
Bang! She closed the box and pretended not to see anything.
A few seconds later, Song An-ran collapsed on the table and opened the box again.
'Basic Principles of Composition'
Yes, she had already learned half of it from her teacher.
'Harmony and Acoustics'
Never seen it before
'Musical Instrument Law'
Never seen it before
'The Structure and Function of Harmony'
Never seen it before
…
Korean female singer
Song An-ran silently took out the books one by one and put them back one by one. Then, she closed the box solemnly. She looked up and asked, "Oppa, what was the homework that the teacher was talking about?"
Liu Hsiao-jen covered his mouth with his hand, hiding the corners of his mouth that were secretly curling up.
"Ahem, he said that since you've taken a leave of absence, you don't have any other burdens. Take advantage of this one year to read these books. If you have any questions, ask him in KKT. Also, continue to compose and hand it to him. "
Song An-ran took a deep breath. She remembered that her teacher was a lecturer in pop music. Why was he so concerned about her composition?!
"I understand. Oppa, put it in my dormitory. "
She knew nothing about EDM music. She could only put more effort into composing traditional pop music. Since she had already taken a leave of absence, she would throw away all her worries and grow like a sponge in this one year.
**
On May 5th, IOI debuted through MCoundowm.
Everyone started working day and night. Commercial performances and galas were held one after another. As a popular member, Song An-ran would have radio or TV show announcements from time to time.
These announcements might not be very popular, but every one of them required careful preparation. She also had to pay special attention to what she said. Recording a show was often very tiring.
Song An-ran did not forget what she was supposed to do even though she was busy with her announcements. Every night, she would take an hour out to read books.
Once, she accidentally fell asleep while reading and did not put the book away properly.
It was rubbed off the edge of the bed bit by bit and fell directly onto Song An-ran, who was sleeping on the floor.
Song An-ran was shocked awake. She did not know whether to laugh or cry when she saw the book that had fallen on her. She put it back on the bed.
The first time Song An-ran knew about this was during a live broadcast on the radio. The emcee asked the members to talk about an interesting incident in the dormitory. When it was Song An-ran's turn, she said it.
The emcee smiled and asked her, "Anron?
Is this the first time you've heard about this? "
"Yes, I really don't know about this at all."
"Then, what … is' And Acoustics'? Our IOI's Song Enran Xi is actually reading such a book. "The emcee took out a photo of Song An-ran's book and raised it in the air with a look of disbelief.
Song An-ran answered calmly. "Nei, this is a composition book that she's been learning recently."
The emcee sighed. "Ah Yigu, you're really amazing. I heard that Enron Xi is a student at Jianguo University. Maybe she majored in composition? "
"Ah Ni. I'm learning English, but I'm currently learning some music-related things. "
"Augny is super amazing. She has many music-related books in her room. Some of them are in the original English version. I can't understand them. What's more, she can compose her own lyrics and songs. She sings well too. She's totally awesome! "Teru, a veteran fangirl, went online and started praising Song An-ran.
Song Anran instantly felt that the air around her was heating up rapidly. This kind of straightforward praise in front of her was really shameful every time she heard it.
The emcee pretended to be angry. "Teru, you're a foreigner. How can you not understand it?!"
Teru said righteously, "There are many professional terms in the book. I can't bear to read a single word."
…
After estimating that he had done enough, Ye Zichen decided that he had done enough. Song An-ran listened to them quietly and did not interrupt.
PDnim forced her to have a cold and aloof persona the moment she debuted. Her manager had instructed her to speak as little as possible to maintain her persona.
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