Ye Yuwei packed the books on the table in a depressed mood. She had not yet recovered from the horrific scene that day.
"Yu Wei, what's wrong? I'm not paying attention in class today! Is there something on your mind?" Teacher Wu came over and put a hand lightly on her shoulder, her starry-dream eyes filled with gentle light.
.
Ye Yuwei subconsciously looked around, feeling the care from the depths of his heart in those eyes as warm as the breeze.
This love was like a wisp of spring breeze, blowing ripples in her heart. At this moment, for some reason, she felt extremely grateful to the woman in front of her, and tears could not help but flow down.
"Teacher Wu, one of my colleagues is gone and I'm very scared..." Ye Yuwei said and couldn't help but lean into the other person's arms.
"Don't be afraid, tell me, maybe your knot will be untied."
"Teacher Wu, actually I am a little idol, working in a girl group..."
Sunset, evening breeze blows.
Ye Yuwei, who had been suppressed for a long time, talked a lot with Teacher Wu, even pouring out all the suffering she had suffered over the years.
"Yu Wei, I really didn't expect that the plot that appeared in the novel actually happened to you. It seems that the saying that art comes from life is true." Teacher Wu gently stroked the former's silk-like satin
Like hair, sighing softly.
"Teacher Wu, in fact, there are too many suffering people in this world, but they are just not seen!"
"You are right, the sunshine in this world makes countless people intoxicated, but behind the brilliance there is a lot of darkness that cannot be seen." Teacher Wu's eyes were filled with decline and gloom.
"Yu Wei, if you really don't like the life of a girl group, you can change your environment."
"No, although I don't like the life in the regiment, it is my only hope. I can go there after leaving the regiment. I have nothing but a pretty good skin."
Yu Wei had a wry smile on her face when she said this.
"Youth is an invincible resource. If you take classes well, you may not be able to find your own path after graduation."
"Teacher, it's hard for even those who have graduated from a real major to get ahead. I didn't work as a waiter or factory girl when I joined the girl group." Ye Yuwei's expression was filled with deep helplessness.
"I sew zippers in the noisy workshop every day with hundreds of female workers like me. I feel like a zombie robot, and all my ideals have been wiped out."
Seeing that Teacher Wu was listening carefully, Ye Yuwei continued: "We don't dare to talk about our ideals, because talking about our ideals will make others laugh and be regarded as bragging. But it is different in the group. Our boss talks about it every day
Talk to us about your ideals.”
"That's just painting a pie for you." Teacher Wu couldn't help laughing.
"However, it is better to have ideals than no ideals. With ideals and goals, I am no longer a walking dead. Especially when I hear my fans cheering for me, I feel that everything in my world is full of them."
It’s the most beautiful rainbow.”
Teacher Wu looked at Ye Yuwei, who looked forward to happiness, with a complicated look in his eyes, and said softly: "Yu Wei, when I was young, my father once told me that every star in the sky
They all represent one person’s ideals.
Some are big, some are small, some are bright, and some emit very weak light. But no matter what, they all shine with their own light as always. As long as you keep going, you will definitely succeed."
Ye Yuwei looked at Teacher Wu's eyes with encouragement, comfort, care and understanding, her heart felt warm, and her whole body was filled with happiness.
Having had no family warmth since she was a child, she has regarded the woman in front of her as her mother.
"Teacher Wu, what you said is so good." Ye Yuwei's eyes gradually became firm, and she slowly stood up and said: "As long as you have ideals in your heart, even if the light ahead is faint, you should not give up. Why can't you use your youth?
Go give it a try, even if you fail, can it be worse than now?"
Teacher Wu smiled, the look in his eyes seemed to be able to see through life.
Shenghai, a university dormitory
Li Jiaqi looked at the salary information on her mobile phone text messages and felt the urge to curse.
The company delayed the payment of wages for three consecutive months, and found that it was only more than 4,000.
Toot! Toot!
The avatar on the mobile communication software flashed, it was Ye Yuwei who sent it to her.
"Baby, my salary has been paid. I am such a good fortune teller. When I opened the text message, I saw that the total was only over 2,300."
Li Jiaqi's head was buzzing when she saw the screenshot of Ye Yuwei's income, and she replied: "If this continues, I won't have any money to buy sanitary napkins."
"Haha, the boss may have expected it. There are a lot of newspapers in the mailroom at the door. Just use it!"
"This boss is too shady. You took a week off because of health reasons, and your salary for a month was lost." Li Jiaqi added a few angry expressions at the end of the text.
"What else can I do? I can only endure it." Ye Yuwei's words were full of helplessness.
"Hey! The most disgusting thing is that everyone who goes to school is only given 70% of the salary. Even if it doesn't affect the performance, I still doubt that even if I graduate from school, I won't be able to pay off my student loan through the company.
." Li Jiaqi's tone was also full of frustration.
"By the way, Yu Wei, I heard that the company is planning to form a boy band, and the goal is to become the Asian version of 'Mythology'"
"Does the company still have money to support a boy band? They can eat more than us..." Ye Yuwei was confused when she heard the news.
"It is estimated that resources will become less and less in the future. I heard that our wages are being deducted so severely because we are preparing to invest in the men's team." Li Jiaqi sent a series of frustrated expressions.
"The company is really becoming more and more playful, and it will blossom more. I won't be surprised if the boss will form a auntie group in the future." Ye Yuwei now feels like she is holding back a fire in her heart.
"Yu Wei, when will you come back tonight?"
"It's probably past 12 o'clock. I'm going to work in a restaurant today."
…
Li Jiaqi was anxious for a while when she put down the phone. In fact, there were some things she didn't say to Ye Yuwei.
Her mother was sick and hospitalized and needed money, and the last time the mysterious fan in "Pocket" ranked Ye Yuwei on the dumpling list greatly stimulated her.
She feels that it is because Ye Yuwei's position has improved during these few performances and he has gained the attention of the real bosses. She must work hard on her side, otherwise she will not be able to keep up with the other party.
If you want to get a better seat during a performance, don't think about it. Although the performance is nominally controlled by the company, whoever can attend the performance is actually controlled by the top members, because everyone is watching.
Mainly them.
So she can only make plans for foreign affairs, but only by giving gifts and money to the operations.
Li Jiaqi picked up her phone and walked back and forth in the dormitory, with hesitation on her face.
Finally, he stopped and took out his mobile phone to look at the salary amount on it. He sighed, opened WeChat, clicked on an avatar, and sent a message.
"Thank you for your concern, because our company has regulations, and you know it... you are not allowed to have contact with fans."
"Jiaqi, you really replied to me, my God! I'm so happy. I will keep it a secret. In fact, I just want to talk to you alone, and there is no other meaning."
"Yeah! I know that too. Thank you for your concern. I'm going to go live on my pocket. Goodbye."
At the same time, in a single apartment in Shenghai City, a greasy young man wearing beach pants was sitting in front of a computer, smiling like a nymphomaniac.
His name is You Bin. He can repair computers, mobile phones and other things. He started following the Galaxy Girl Group a year ago and then became fascinated by Li Jiaqi.
It’s even reached the point where I don’t think about food or tea, and meditate in front of the computer every day.
In the past two months, I could no longer hold back my restless heart and went directly to Li Jiaqi's school.
Because the little idol's information is public, he is easy to find.
Later, I got Li Jiaqi's WeChat account from the latter, and then there were all kinds of "inquiries"
Originally, Li Jiaqi didn't want to pay attention to him. Such cult fans were everywhere inside and outside the group, but You Bin was a little clever and posted a record of his investment in Li Jiaqi.
There are almost 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. For Li Jiaqi, he is the biggest financial backer and the king of single recommendation, so he can only endure his nausea and not reply or block him.
However, stimulated by various external factors, Li Jiaqi finally couldn't help but contact him privately.
"Jiaqi Jiang actually replied to me, my God! Oh my God! Mommy! Baby!" You Bin's whole body trembled with excitement, and his hair, which had not been washed for several days, almost stood on end.
"Jiaqi-chan is going to put it in her pocket. I'm going to take a look. I don't know if she can recognize my IP. If other people know that I just chatted with Jiaqi-chan alone, I don't know how jealous they will be."
You Bin trembled and opened his pocket, and sure enough he saw Li Jiaqi live broadcasting, with a sad look on her face, and posted her payslip for this month.
"Oh my god! Why are there so few? The company is so indifferent!" You Bin felt an unspeakable anger filling his body for a moment, and at the same time he was extremely heartbroken.
Various barrages continued to flash on the screen, although there were not many, they were all sympathetic to Li Jiaqi.
You Bin also began to use the keyboard to express his resentment: "We fans have invested so much money, earning hundreds of millions of dollars every year, and all kinds of peripheral external affairs. This lousy company just gives me this little idol."
A few cents."
After Li Jiaqi saw this paragraph, she looked at the IP again and had a rough idea. She said with a wry smile: "As everyone knows, I have never missed a performance. In order to perform better, I also signed up for vocal music.
class, now I’m still worried about next month’s tuition, and I don’t have any clothes for the new season.”
Suddenly, dozens more words of sympathy floated through the barrage.
You Bin, who was at the computer, seemed to be possessed. He picked up his phone from the table and sent a message to Li Jiaqi: "Jiaqi, you are so miserable. In fact, we all know that your little idol's income is not high, but there is no
Thinking of it being so little, if you are short of money, I can give you some."
Sitting in front of the computer, Li Jiaqi heard the WeChat call on her phone, but did not answer it. Instead, she continued chatting with fans. After several years of training in a girl group, she knew how to abuse fans.