Chapter 9

Ji Zeyu looks at elder sister Yun and slowly asks, "what do you want me to do?"

"You need to show charm, both personal and stage." Yunjie replied, "that is to say, you need to set up people's favorite in the program, and find your own unique Typhoon on the stage."

"I can understand the typhoon you said," Ji Zeyu hesitated, "but renshe... Do I need this kind of thing?"

"Some people have participated in the draft for several years, but some people can get out of the circle as long as they have a camera... Do you know why?" Yun said

Ji Zeyu suddenly stunned, as if by Yun elder sister's words directly hit the point.

"Talent shows have something to do with strength and beauty." Yun said enigmatically, "but in my opinion, the most important thing is to show charm, and renshe can help you achieve this quickly."

Ji Zeyu participated in a lot of draft in his last life. He always thought that as long as he had strength, he could be seen. He didn't think about this layer.

"We have a few people for you," he said. "The dark horse, the unexpected winner, the C, the salt and sweet little prince... What do you think?"

"That's not me." Ji Zeyu said without thinking, "isn't this kind of human design deceiving?"

"As long as the program group has material, the editor can give you people." But Yun didn't think so. "It's not as good as cheating. After all, you've got everything... Of course, I would never say that before the first public performance."

Ji Zeyu shook his head, refused: "I don't like those people you said." He's just a plain cannon fodder man.

Yun elder sister stares at him for a long time, and finally chooses to compromise. She said, "you are as stubborn as ever. Since you don't like it, I can take a step back, but I'm your agent after all, and I'm responsible for you. "

After pondering for a moment, Yun looked at Ji Zeyu and said, "well, I'll give you two weeks to think about what attracts her fans. If it doesn't work out in two weeks, listen to me. "

Ji Zeyu understands that Yun Jie is really good for himself. He purses his lips and nods to agree.

"Here's a piece of advice to get to know more about the other players." Yun said earnestly, "Lu Nan Yun looks cold all day, but a group of fans like him; Wei Yichen acts in a low-key way, but he has always been the focus of attention... All these are worth your thinking. "

After Yun Jie left, Ji Zeyu has been thinking about what she said.

He never thought about his charm. Ji Zeyu, who had been practicing dancing and singing every day in his last life, didn't dare to have such things as personal charm.

When used to the accompaniment and background board, he never knows what "stage style" is, and will only try his best to complete his own part.

To put it bluntly, Ji Zeyu has been afraid to express himself because of the blow of reality.

Yun elder sister said this words let him start to examine oneself afresh.

When resting in the dormitory, Qi Aodong looks at Ji Zeyu's silent appearance and guesses that he must be sad because of the comments on the Internet.

"What are you thinking?" Qi Aodong sits beside Ji Zeyu's bed and asks casually.

Ji Zeyu was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "what do you think is the charm of Lu Nanyun?"

After asking, Ji Zeyu stares at the ceiling for a long time. He doesn't hear Qi Aodong's answer. He can't help but look at him and find that his expression is indifferent.

During this period of time, Qi Aodong saw Ji Zeyu's change. He thought Ji Zeyu didn't like Lu Nanyun, but he didn't think he mentioned it again.

"Miss him?" Qi Aodong's tone is a little strange, "haven't you been looking for him for a long time? Have you started again?"

Frightened by Qi Aodong's words, Ji Zeyu sat up and denied: "I didn't, how can I miss him..."

Qi Aodong said coldly, "I don't think he has any charm." The single eyelid, which is quite cold, seems to be covered with cold air at the moment.

"All right." Ji Zeyu thought, maybe everyone's idea is different, then he asked: "what do you think of Wei Yichen's charm?"

Qi Aodong's expression eased a little. After a moment, he replied: "he is from a famous school like Lu Nanyun. His company has set up a" sunny and handsome engineering bully "for him. Fans prefer this kind of contrast."

What is the contrast?

Ji Zeyu suddenly realized, "I understand!"

"Got it?" Qi Aodong looked at him perplexedly, "what do you know?"

"Nothing," Ji Zeyu excitedly jumped out of bed, suddenly turned to look at Qi Aodong, "Aodong, your contrast is also very big, most of the time obedient, just looked very cold."

Qi Aodong is stunned. Ji Zeyu has left the dormitory when he returns to his mind. A moment later, he couldn't help laughing, and his expression became gentle.

What Ji Zeyu doesn't know is that he just said the opposite.

Ji Zeyu, who thinks he has mastered the key of charm, asks several familiar people what their impression of himself is.

Since the public performance, everyone's attitude towards Ji Zeyu has changed. In addition, he is a topic character, and they all seriously answered his questions.

There are various answers, but almost everyone mentioned one point: Ji Zeyu looks like a delicate boy.

Exquisite boy?

Ji Zeyu fell into thinking: how to create contrast for a delicate boy?

After a while, he ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror for a long time. Suddenly, he felt that he had found the answer

In the evening, Ji Zeyu, whose roommate was shocked to put on his vest and shorts, and the bag behind him, asked, "what's the matter, Xiao Ji? What are you doing?"

"Lift the iron." Ji Zeyu waves his hand and goes to the gymnasium that the program group is preparing with great ambition.

"What?" The remaining three people in the dormitory all showed a look of consternation.

In the next few days, Ji Zeyu goes to the gym every day to clock in on time, and takes Wan long with him.

Wan Taki has regarded Ji Zeyu as a god like figure since his public performance, so he is willing to accompany him.

That day, just after the dance practice, Wan Taki said to several people in the same company that he was going to leave first.

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Nan Yun frowned and looked at Wan long, "want to be lazy?"

"I'm not lazy!" Wan Taki said wrongly, "Xiao Ji asked me to accompany him to lift the iron."

"What?" Lu Nan Yun showed an expression of disbelief, "his figure... Still need to lift iron?" Said, he can't help but think of that night saw Ji Zeyu lift clothes hem picture.

Wan long puzzled: "brother Nan, how do you know his figure..."

"Cough," Lu Nan Yun interrupts him, the line of sight turns elsewhere, "have nothing to do, go."

After Wanlong left, Lu Nanyun obviously began to lose his mind. In his impression, Ji Zeyu is not a person who likes to keep fit, isn't he

Because he has too many black comments on the Internet, has he become black?

Thinking like this, Lu Nanyun didn't realize it. He was worried.

After the dance practice, Lu Nan Yun went back to the dormitory and took a bath.

The staff of the program team suddenly came to him and said, "Lu Nanyun, it's your turn to record the next week's shining vlog. This is the camera..."

"Sparkle vlog" is an extra program prepared by the program team to increase the exposure of the contestants.

Lu Nan Yun nodded, wiping her hair and taking over the camera. He put the camera on the table and planned to record it again tomorrow.

A moment later, Lu Nan Yun's eyes suddenly fell on the camera, thinking.

Wanlong is practicing with Ji Zeyu in the gym. The two of them are a bit abrupt here, because the other boys are stronger than them.

At this time, a familiar figure came into the door.

Lu Nanyun holds a hand-held camera, and his eyes are on WAN long and Ji Zeyu.

Pretending not to see Ji Zeyu, he went straight to Wan Long and said to him, "I want you to record a vlog. I want to record all the people in our company."

Ji Zeyu's movement is obviously stiff.

Wan Long Leng Leng, he is trying to say "good", suddenly noticed that there is a person around.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Wanlong said to Ji Zeyu: "Zeyu, look over there." He reached out to Gu Weicheng, who practiced squatting in the corner. "Gu Weicheng has eight abdominal muscles. Go and let him teach you."

Ji Zeyu said: "really, that's great. I'm looking for someone to teach me." Then he dropped the dumbbell on the ground and ran away.

Lu Nan Yun's expression was frozen.

He originally wanted to see Ji Zeyu's current state, and took this opportunity to extend an olive branch, saying that he didn't hate him so much, but he didn't expect Wan long to drive people away directly.

"Brother Nan," Wan Long whispered to Lu Nan Yun, "I know you don't like Xiao Ji, so I sent him away. Well, do I know you well? "

Lu Nanyun fell into a long silence.

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Lu Nanyun (blackened): I (Ni) thank (you) thank (Bing) you (BA).

Thank you for casting the overlord ticket or irrigating nutrient solution for me from 2020-07-06 02:20:19 to 2020-07-07 02:42:48~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles in the middle; 1 bottle of pearl milk tea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!