"Sister Bingbing, aren't you going to practice tonight?" Wang Qingyu was a little surprised.
Everyone else also looked at Lu Bingbing. This was in line with the style of this "Devil Captain"!
These few days of getting along have also made these people have a great change in their views on Lu Bingbing.
Maybe she is not the best at singing and dancing, but she is definitely the most responsible captain.
In the morning, she packed several people's meals and put them on the table, and made wolfberry tea for everyone at noon.
I was extremely serious when practicing, and I also made a detailed practice plan. I clearly wrote down the standards I wanted to achieve today.
And she leads by example. As long as someone fails to practice well, she will follow suit.
In this way, even Ge Xiaohui, who was very cold towards her, was conquered.
"No more practice. Everyone is very tired today. We can't destroy our bodies."
Everyone cheered and went back after drinking the milk.
"Sister Bingbing, why don't you go back?" Wang Qingyu couldn't help being surprised when she saw the former spreading the blanket on the ground and lying down directly.
"I'm not going back. It's too busy in the dormitory. I'm going to take a rest here."
"How can this be done? The floor is so hard. Those people..." Hearing that Wang Qingyu was about to apologize for herself, Lu Bingbing stretched out her hand to stop her.
The monitoring of the dance practice was on day and night, and she was afraid that the other party would say the wrong thing.
"They may be used to going to bed late and getting up early as live broadcasters, so it's quite nice to sleep here. It's spacious."
"Sister Bingbing, I'll accompany you." Wang Qingyu said and was about to lie down.
"No, you go back and have a good sleep. I'm used to going out on business a lot."
"No, I will accompany you." Wang Qingyu's stubborn temper grew and she lay down next to Lu Bingbing.
"I'll give you half of this blanket, but the floor is still cold." Lu Bingbing said helplessly.
"Sister Bingbing, let's buy a yoga mat! We can rest more comfortably next time."
Lu Bingbing looked at the snow-white roof and smiled slightly: "It will take three days to mail it! We don't know if we will have a chance to use it."
Hearing Lu Bingbing's words, Wang Qingyu felt sad, and tears fell down from the corners of her eyes.
"Sister Bingbing, I feel like I will be eliminated."
"Don't say such things. The taboo thing for us as idols is to feel discouraged. We have to be high-spirited. If we don't even have confidence in ourselves, how can we stand out?"
Wang Qingyu wiped away her tears and said, "Sister Bingbing, I don't want to be an actor after I go out. I want to be in a girl group. During this time, I'm really stuck in it."
"Haha, the ultimate goal of an idol is to be an actor! What you have to do now is to fight for every shot and show your best side."
Wang Qingyu took the other person's hand and put her body close to the other person's side. The look in her bright eyes was blurry: "Sister Bingbing, even if we go out, we have to be good friends."
"Qingyu, we are lifelong friends." Lu Bingbing said, taking off a jade pendant she was carrying.
"My first fan gave this to me. The material is not very good, but I believe it can bring me good luck, so I keep it with me. I will give it to you now."
After saying that, he sat up and hung the jade pendant around the neck of Wang Qingyu who also sat up.
"Sister Bingbing..."
"Qingyu, we have to abide by the rules here..."
Shenghai
The basement of a certain tube building.
This place of only a few dozen square meters was divided into eight rooms, with 35 people living in them.
As long as you stay here for more than 15 minutes, your body will be smelly, as if you took a bath in the sewer.
Bang! Bang!
A sound like a cannon was emitted from a small space with a partition.
Then, the smell of spicy strips, which seemed to be mixed with the smell of poison gas bombs, swept over this place that looked like a rat breeding ground.
Everyone living here took out a towel and put it on their face, obviously they have experienced it.
Haha! Haha!
Satisfied and comfortable laughter sounded in the narrow space.
After about 3 minutes, a woman with a fat body, thick lips, and dirty house clothes came out. If you look carefully, she is not very old.
Behind her is a rotten toilet filled with yellow shit.
She wandered to her house, opened the door and squeezed in.
Whoosh!
She raised her right hand and smelled her fingers, showing an inexplicably happy smile, then picked up the 1.5 liters of Coke on the computer table and drank it in one gulp.
The black viscous liquid flowed down her mouth full of cavities, onto her neck covered with meat, and finally poured into her clothes.
The woman threw away the empty bottle and sat down in the seemingly large chair. She shook her head and reached out to pick up the mouse and move it. A Weibo page immediately appeared on the screen.
I saw that the avatar on the page was that of an extremely handsome boy, and it was Lan Yening.
The girl was browsing inadvertently. Suddenly her eyes stopped, or her whole body stopped.
"Is this true? Brother Xiao Ning is going to star in director Zhang's movie. Oh my god! Brother Xiao Ning, I knew you could do it. You are the best."
The girl's originally idiotic face showed an extremely excited look.
The cow-like body began to shake violently due to excitement, and the poor chair made a creaking sound.
Next door to him, a man in his forties with a weathered face and calloused hands frowned and endured the hateful noise.
"What's going on? What's Xiaoli doing?" the man's wife, a woman with the same look of sorrow and vicissitudes of life, frowned.
"Don't ask, the girl is older." The man said with a hint.
"This happens too often. It happens every three days. How can we deal with it? We shouldn't have brought her here in the first place. We should have just let her stay in the village." The woman sighed.
"What's the point of talking about this? If Xiaoli's grandmother is gone, we can't bring her out. I think we should find someone to marry her as soon as possible!" The man sighed.
"It was you last time. We had agreed with the old Wu family that Xiaoli's dowry would be 150,000 yuan, but you said it was less." The woman said with some complaints.
"It's a lot. Widow Liu asked for 120,000 yuan to get married! After all, Xiaoli is also a young lady!" The man immediately raised his voice.
"What's the fuss about? I also want to order more, but it's hard for Xiaoli to do that!" The woman glared at the man.
"What's the problem? There are leftover men but no leftover women. Even idiots and disabled people will be married. Xiaoli is not only fatter, but is she worse than others? Besides, you didn't give birth to her. Who do you blame if the birth fails?"
"The man was also angry.
"If you sow melons, you will get beans if you sow melons. But the seeds you planted are not good enough. You still blame me." The woman responded without any sign of weakness.
The two glared at each other for a while, but the man finally gave in and said, "It's not an option for Xiaoli to stay like this. We have to find some work for her."
"What kind of job are you looking for! What can she do? It's not like she hasn't tried it before. When she goes to work, she either gets bullied or doesn't get paid, or she's just too tired to do it." The woman sighed.
"Hey! Forget it, our old arms and legs can still move, so let's take care of the old girl first! Just wait until she gets married." The man sighed helplessly.
Xiaoli next door actually heard her parents' quarrel, but she didn't care because she had bigger and more important things to do now.
Her favorite brother and idol Lan Yening is about to star in a new film, directed by Zhang, which makes the girl extremely excited.
Being able to see her "husband" succeed in his career gives her an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Since becoming a fan of Lan Yening 3 months ago, she originally felt that life was meaningless, but she was suddenly filled with hope.
She felt that she must live and live well because she had a "husband" to love well.
She began to collect all the news about Lan Yening, every announcement, every performance, even what color Lan Yening liked, what she liked to eat, and which brand of perfume she liked to wear.
Every time she watched Lan Yening's performance, she would be excited. Even if it was only a video of only ten seconds, she would watch it hundreds or thousands of times.
She would buy everything Lan Yening brought to support her "husband".
Every time she supports, she tries her best to participate. Just a few days ago, she raised funds to buy Lan Yening the latest Xiaomi mobile phone.
Later, she saw her "husband" taking selfies and singing on Douyin with that mobile phone.
She felt her heart melt, as if she had done the most meaningful thing in her life.