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When she got off work, her manager, who usually played with his phone, came up to her when he saw her.
"An-ran,
How's the food in the cafeteria? Are you used to eating? If you don't like it, I'll go outside and pack it for you. Don't you like the zhajiang noodles near Qingseongdong the most? "
"Oppa, don't trouble yourself. That zhajiang noodles shop is too far away."
"Ayigu,
Kenchana,
Wuli An-ran has been working hard recently. You have to eat more. "
So, that night. A bowl of zhajiang noodles that she was familiar with,
Crossed more than half of Seoul to come to her.
"An-ran,
You haven't called your mother in a long time. Auntie misses you so much that she specially sent you some kimchi that she made. "
"Emmm, Ah Ni, I just called you last time."
"I'll help you move Auntie's kimchi to the dormitory tonight. You can eat it with your roommates."
"... Araso."
For the next half a month,
Song An-ran's dormitory was filled with the unique smell of tuna kimchi in Pusan.
"An-ran."
"Ne... Oppa."
"You know it too,
Recently, more and more people like you,
Fans sent a lot of things to the company. I picked a few letters and dolls. Take the letters back and read them,
Your mood will improve if you hug this doll to sleep. "
"Araso."
..
From all directions,
Gifts from various relatives,
Slowly filling Song An-ran's simple small space. Incense to help sleep, green tea to detoxify, a big doll on the bed.. Song An-ran looked at the increasingly crowded room and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Did the company want her to stay for a long time?
She read the letters sent by the fans seriously. But the words used in them were a little difficult for Song An-ran to understand. She remembered that she was born in 1998. Although she was an older generation compared to the people born in 2000, she was not behind the times. Then what was the situation with these people who called her children? How could even a girl in her twenties take advantage of her when she participated in a competition? As expected, she still couldn't understand chasing celebrities.
The fans were very cute and very attentive. They wrote down what they wanted to say to Song An-ran on a piece of paper that was about one meter long. It took her half an hour to finish reading all the messages.
"I started liking Song An-ran on February 1st, 2017. It has been 40 days since then, and I will continue liking her for the rest of my life. - Kim Yoon-hee "
"On January 5th, 2017, I started liking Song An-ran. So far, 65 days have passed. I hope that I can accompany you in your debut, help you hit the charts, watch you on variety shows, and become old together. - Liu Mingzhi. "
"I started liking Song An-ran on May 10, 2015. So far, it has been 583 days. Song Enran Xi had always been outstanding, and she believed that she would continue to shine on the stage in the future. I've had a crush on you since high school, but I didn't dare to say a word to you. From now on, as your fan, I will no longer be timid. I will definitely openly support you from below the stage.
— Busan International High School, Grade 12 Class 2, Han Shaojun
…
Song An-ran finished reading the messages one by one, and she couldn't calm down for a long time. She spread the paper on the ground, hugged her legs, and read the messages over and over again. Every one of them was so real and moving. Life was really a wonderful place. They had never met, but their love existed in some corner of the world.
For the first time, Song An-ran felt that her popularity was real. At the same time, she also felt a great sense of responsibility. She needed to give back to all the people who loved her, and be worthy of their investment and trust. Making a debut was the best way to do so.
**
"Next, Song Enran Xi."
When it was time to get off work, Song An-ran had just come out of Zhenying Senior's recording studio when her manager approached her.
Song An-ran had a headache when she saw her manager approaching her.
"An-ran ah …"
"Oppa, don't give me anything anymore. Really, the dormitory can't fit everything."
"No, I'm not here to give you anything this time. I just want to say that this week's ranking results have just come out. You dropped one place, but fourth place is already very good. "
"Nei, alaso."
"Last time, Pied.
Piper's performance was so good that it was reposted by the Bulletproof Teenagers and made it to the hot search list several times. You now have more than 400,000 followers on Twitter. When the competition is over, there should be a lot more. "
"Really? I must pay attention to the seniors when I go back. No wonder you were in third place last time. "
"That's also because you performed well. The audience likes you."
"Hey, Oppa, don't talk to me like that. What's wrong with you recently? You're giving me things and saying these strange things. Didn't Kim Si-hwan PD tell you not to tell me about the competition? "
The manager froze for a moment, dawdled for a while, and said embarrassedly:
"An-ran ah, Oppa doesn't know how to speak. I don't know how to comfort you. But you have to know that you've already done very well. I've been an agent for so many years, and I've never met a better kid than you. Everyone believes that you'll make your debut. "
The manager's name was Liu Renxiao. Like his name, he was an honest middle-aged man. He was 1.85 meters tall and walked beside Song An-ran like her bodyguard. When he was headhunted to CQ, the company had just been established. They had launched a boy group, but there was no news about it soon after.
When Song An-ran was abducted to the company, the company's directors instantly placed their hopes on her. So when she was just a trainee, she already had an agent watching over her. At that time, she had always thought that everyone would be assigned a staff member. When a few new trainees arrived one after another, she suddenly realized that she was the only one who had this special treatment.
Liu Hsiao-jen had been accompanying Song An-ran for more than a year. Compared to an agent, he was more like a father who silently cared for her. For this competition, he was the one who coordinated everything for the school and the teachers. When he led her out of the school gates with bags of various sizes, Song An-ran looked at his back and felt like he was her family.
A while ago, when Song An-ran lent him her phone, he felt that something was wrong. But he was a rough man and couldn't understand the twists and turns of a little girl's mind. He could only go back and look through the call history and call his producer, Kim Si-hwan. He knew that this competition was stressful, but he didn't expect that Song An-ran, who had always been in a good mood, couldn't remain calm. But in the end, she was just a half-baked trainee who had only been training for a year. Her current situation had already exceeded everyone's expectations.
He knew that he wasn't good with words, so he could only try his best to make her happy. He specially contacted Song An-ran's mother and asked her to send some kimchi over in Song An-ran's name. He picked out a few gifts that were supposed to be piled up in the company for her. After his wife found out about the situation, she bought a few aromatherapy candles and organic green tea for him to bring to Song An-ran. One after another, the people in the company found out about this matter and bought things for him to deliver. Unknowingly, Song An-ran's dorm room was filled with all those things.
Song An-ran held the cup with both hands and rested her chin on the cup lid. She felt the water sway in the cup. She lowered her head and her nose was red, like a cute little rabbit.
"Alaso, don't worry oppa. I like my current life very much. I don't care about other people's comments. I won't be easily affected. "
Sure enough, the president saw through her problem. Ever since the last phone call with Kim Si-hwan, she had thought things through a lot.
Recently, whether it was the group members or the teacher, they all said that her dancing skills had improved a lot. Just now, when she went to record, she smoothly completed the entire song in one take. Senior Zhen Yong also privately praised her for her singing talent. It turned out that she wasn't just pitying herself. Everyone who had interacted with her recognized her excellence. Since that was the case, those criticisms were nothing but irrelevant words to him.
"That's good. It's fine as long as you adjust. If you have any problems in the future, just let me know. Although I can't help you solve them, everyone will help you. "
Song An-ran's nose twitched. She felt like she couldn't hold back her tears. She looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.
"Nei. Kang Sang Hamida. "
Tomorrow was the third stage evaluation. If she cried now, her eyes would be swollen tomorrow.
**
Pd Chang: "The next group is a song by Zhenying composer.
The pop theme is' In the same place. ' Trainees, please come to the stage. "
Song An-ran spread out her black hair and pulled a handful of hair to braid it into a colorful braid. She looked very girlish. Because she had lost a lot of weight recently, she looked even frailer in the white dress. When she was led onto the stage by Du Yan, the height difference between the two of them was nearly 10 centimeters. The audience looked like an older sister bringing her younger sister onto the stage to perform.
Pd Chang: "Song Enran Xi, as the composer and senior of this song, did Zheng Zhenying Xi give you any advice?"
"Nei. Because she wrote the song while watching our program, the song fits our current mood very well. It's really a great song. Please look forward to our performance. "
Song An-ran smiled sweetly at the camera after she finished speaking.
In the mentor's room:
Jia Xi: "Oh my god, my heart is about to melt. If only my daughter would look like her in the future. "
Pd Chang: "Then, the performance of 'In the same place' group is about to begin. Please vote for the girl you like."
Song An-ran entered a special stage performance mode after the music started.
"Once I hear this song
I occasionally think of you
When I go to the coffee shop that we went to together. "
Song An-ran's voice was clean and clear. Her movements were quite lively. She stared at camera number four, which was flashing red under the camera lens, and made a reluctant expression. After a few stage practice, she already knew when to cut to her own scenes and when to express herself to the best of her ability. These were all things that no one taught her when she was a trainee. The best performance was not waiting for the camera and the audience to come to you, but you leading everyone's attention.
"We're still too young ~
We still don't know what love is.
I pray that you can be happy. Goodbye now.
Goodbye. "
Although Song An-ran's face was full of righteousness and her body was stiff as she did this action, no matter what, she was still wandering on the edge of the broadcast scale.
Defcon held An-ran's hand and said earnestly, "An-ran, girls can't do this kind of action."
Hyechul added, "You can't do this kind of action when you're wearing a dress."
Song An-ran suddenly understood and thought that she understood their point. She said with understanding, "Ah! It's okay, don't worry. I'm wearing safety pants. "
The subtitles ridiculed, "You completely misunderstood the meaning."
Defcon was stunned by her stupidity. He held his waist and couldn't stop laughing. In the end, he gave up and explained to her. "Honey, you talk to her."
As he said that, he led Song An-ran to Honey. "We're a healthy show. As a senior, you have to teach her well."
Now that the word "healthy" was mentioned, Song Anran, who couldn't wrap his head around it, finally understood what they meant. She stammered, "That … this can't be broadcast?"
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