I'm not targeting you.
I'm saying that anyone with a purchase rate of less than 50% will receive this treatment.
"An-ran, how's the food in the cafeteria? Are you used to it? If you don't like it, I'll go outside and pack it for you.
Don't you like the zhajiang noodle shop near Cheongseongdong? "
"Oppa, don't bother. That shop is too far away."
"Aigu, Kenchana, wuli, An-ran has been working hard recently.
Eat more. "
So, that night. A bowl of zhajiang noodle that she was familiar with traveled across half of Seoul to reach her.
"An-ran, you haven't called mom in a long time. Auntie misses you so much that she sent you some kimchi that she made. "
"Emmm, Ah Ni, I just called you last time."
"I'll help you carry the kimchi to the dorm tonight.
You can eat it with your roommates. "
"… Araso."
For the next half a month, Song An-ran's dorm was filled with the unique smell of tuna kimchi from Pusan.
"An-ran."
"Ne … Oppa."
"You know,
There are more and more people who like you recently. Your fans sent a lot of things to the company. I picked a few letters and dolls. Take the letters back and read them.
You'll feel better if you hug the dolls to sleep. "
"Araso."
…
Gifts from relatives came from all over the place.
They slowly filled up Song An-ran's small space.
Incense to help her sleep.
Detoxifying green tea. Dolls 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 here for a long time?
She read the letters sent by her fans carefully. But the words in the letters were difficult for Song An-ran to understand. She remembered that she was born in 1998. Although she was older than the people born in 2000, she wasn't behind the times. What was with these people who called her "Zaizai"? How come even a girl in her twenties could take advantage of her in a competition? As expected, she still couldn't understand fans.
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 sat at the side, reading 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 repay all the people who loved her, and be worthy of their investment and trust. Debuting was the best way.
**
"Next, Song Enran Xi."
When it was time to get off work again, Song An-ran had just come out of Zhenying Senpai's recording studio when her manager came up to her.
Song An-ran now had a headache whenever she saw her manager get close to her.
"An-ran …"
"Oppa, don't give me any more things. Really, the dormitory can't fit all of them."
"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 news about the competition? "
The manager was stunned for a moment, dawdled for a while, and said embarrassedly:
"An-ran, Oppa doesn't know how to speak, so I don't know how to comfort you. But you have to know that you've 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 will 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 have 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 with Song An-ran for more than a year. Compared to an agent, he was more like a father who quietly 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 that he was like a family member.
When Song An-ran borrowed his phone a while ago, 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 do things that would 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 at 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 passed 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 finished speaking and smiled sweetly at the camera.
In the mentor's room:
Jia Xi: "Oh my god, my heart is about to melt. If only my daughter would look like this 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 Anran's voice was clean and clear, and his movements were rather lively. She stared at camera number four, which was flashing red under the lens, and made an expression of reluctance. After a few practice on the stage, she already knew when to cut to her own shots and when to express herself to the greatest extent. These were 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 are too young ~
We don't know what love is
I pray that you can be happy. Goodbye now.
Goodbye. "
Just a moment ago, the team he supported was about to score. He had already decided to do a somersault to celebrate this hard-won goal.
In the blink of an eye, the green grass on the TV disappeared. The football that was about to fly into the basket also disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a pink background with a girl's heart that was about to overflow from the screen, and a big 101 triangular logo on it.
"Ah ah ah! Just right! Children, mommy loves you! "
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