Fan Sirui couldn't stop arranging his clothes to cover up his embarrassment, and carried forward the spirit of perfection. He arranged CK's plaid shirt until there was no wrinkle at all, and he felt much more at ease.
With a sly smile on his lips, he walked in calmly. When he stopped in front of Yang Yuran, he noticed that those seductive eyes were still looking towards the door, and he looked there, feeling very embarrassed.
There was no one behind him, and He Qian ran away. He Qian had suffered repeated setbacks recently, and it was easy to reject himself when encountering embarrassing things. It was normal to choose to avoid it, but Kong Tengyu shouldn't accompany him to escape.
Fan Sirui quickly thought of a more reasonable excuse, turned on his phone, looked at the time and said: "Beautiful sister, wait a minute, you agreed with us to have a meeting at 9:30, and it's just 8:27 now. He hasn't had breakfast, so let me catch him.
, I originally planned to take business first, so we waited for you at the office door together. But when they found out that you had arrived first, they got severely stage frightened and probably ran away to eat with you."
Fan Sirui wanted to explain the reason for the sudden disappearance of the two members, but he couldn't explain it later.
The fight between He Qian and Kong Tengyu had been known to everyone in the company for a long time, and it was Yang Yuran who settled the matter.
The embarrassment doubled, and Fan Sirui's smile became increasingly bitter.
"Let's go eat. Eat well so you can face new challenges." Yang Yuran didn't expose it and followed the lie to approve the excuse.
"Okay, beautiful sister, I'll see you later, okay~"
Fan Sirui put one hand to his mouth and blew a kiss to Yang Yuran. After expressing his emotion, he turned around to find the two annoying little experts.
"You all hope that the group will be disbanded soon, right? Please keep your identities clear at all times. Even if you are not well-known and have quarrels within the company, please don't forget that you are still public figures. If you become popular one day, etc.
Let the scandal tear your future apart."
As he approached the door, he heard Kong Tengyu's indignant statement: "Sister Yang, leaving He Qian behind will lead to endless troubles."
"Trash, if you want to quit, quit early. I asked you to leave half a month ago and you chose to be a coward and continue to stay with others. Three days ago, I asked you to ask Sister Yang to quit, but you pretended to be stupid and got through. Sister Yang has a meeting today.
We are discussing a new plan, and you are so disgusting when you back down temporarily."
"Tch." Kong Tengyu left Fan Sirui's lounge angrily and walked straight to 404. He was full of anger even if he had no appetite to eat.
Fan Sirui emphatically criticized Menghulu Heqian for a few words, and gave advice with weak platitudes: "You all adjust your state, go have breakfast, and then have a meeting to listen to the beautiful sister's opinions."
Her tone was very strong, but He Qian felt as if his heart was burning with charcoal fire, and the hot emotions repeatedly accelerated its beating speed. His vision gradually blurred, and he did not dare to raise his head to look at Yang Yuran, fearing that the other party would see him making a fool of himself first.
Hot tears.
Fan Sirui grabbed He Qian's wrist and, without giving him a chance to retreat, knocked on the door and led him in.
Yang Yuran pressed her hand towards Kong Tengyu, raised her hand and pointed to the sofa area, indicating that they could discuss it together.
Fan Sirui hugged He Qian and squeezed his arm hard. The more Fan Sirui came into contact with He Qian, the more he liked He Qian like a younger brother. In the entertainment industry, there are so many snobbery people who praise others and try to become popular quickly.
, almost abandoning the most true, good and beautiful qualities of people.
"Well, let's cooperate again after the changes. I will find someone with a better bass to lead He Qian." Yang Yuran gave the final command.
He dragged them back to his lounge and asked his assistant to guard them outside. He locked the door, scanned the faces of He Qian and Kong Tengyu with a scrutinizing gaze, and lowered his voice to blame.
"I may not listen to what I am saying, even if you drive me back to Anas, but I must say it."
Fan Sirui was the most excited, nodding his head repeatedly, his eyes filled with surprise as if he had been opened up to the two channels of Ren and Du, and expressed his agreement: "Yes, the core theme of the song I wrote is that the general sacrificed his life for the country, and the boudoir who was engaged to him never died.
Marry and stay with the general for the rest of your life. The first version is indeed a bit too gentle in the transition to the climax. Secondly, the climax of the song should be more exciting."
Kong Tengyu deliberately chose to sit on the single sofa farthest away from He Qian, his face full of anger, as if the words "With him and without me" were written all over it.
Kong Tengyu hates complainers. He likes to find ways to solve problems by himself if there are any obstacles. But when he meets He Qian, he uncontrollably moves towards the type he hates.
He Qian took the confused He Qian to the cafeteria. The two of them had a few sips of vegetable soup and returned to Yang Yuran's office at the agreed time.
He immediately turned around and exposed He Qian's crime: "I had already walked into Sister Yang's office. I turned around and found that He Qian was about to run away. Of course I chased him out to catch him."
Fan Sirui quickly came to the fire stairway, grabbed the two people's arms, and warned them sternly: "Shut up, quarreling does not matter the occasion."
The two of them turned their heads to their backs one after another, with varying degrees of guilt in their eyes.
The three boys listened quietly. He Qian didn't say anything and carefully observed the changes in the expressions on each person's face.
For two days on the weekend, He Qian practiced singing hard during the day and sang live without showing his face on a self-media account at night. The popularity of the two live broadcasts was dismal, and the total number of viewers did not exceed 1,000.
He spent his own money to buy traffic and got such results, which was really shocking to him.
After walking out of the 404 office, I searched around the corridor but didn't see the two of them. Just as I was about to call to inquire about my whereabouts, I heard Kong Tengyu's disdainful scolding from the fire stairwell.
Kong Tengyu kept glancing at He Qian from the corner of his eyes, and saw the dark back of his head one after another, and his anger suddenly rose sharply. He thought that the initiator, He Qian, was at least a little apologetic to him, but he never thought that this person would scorn him.
Fan Sirui and He Qian walked side by side. Before Fan Sirui could say anything to persuade, He Qian took the initiative and said in a deep voice: "Brother Fan, I have thought clearly. If Sister Yang chooses to continue the accommodation plan like you, I will leave without hesitation."
It's rare to see a child as clean as He Qian, who always thinks of others.
Yang Yuran connected the computer to the projector, picked out Brother K's modifications one by one, and relayed Brother K's suggestions.
When Fan Sirui noticed He Qian's rare qualities, he understood the reason why Yang Yuran valued He Qian. Once such a person is cultivated, he will definitely be a capable person who shares life and death with the team, the kind who points east but does not attack west.
Kong Tengyu's face no longer looked as delicate as before, and he stared at Yang Yuran with an attitude that he would rather break it than destroy it.
"Well, you go ahead." Yang Yuran agreed calmly.
"Guardian shouldn't put a newcomer who needs long-term training into a team that is about to debut. The cost is too high. If he doesn't practice well, don't we have to waste time with him? Is your choice too disrespectful of the overall situation?"
Kong Tengyu sharply pointed out the most serious crux of the problem.
"You don't have to wait too long." Fan Sirui answered for Yang Yuran, and gave a sure-fire plan: "You can rest assured that I will ask Aimy, the domestic first-line sound engineer, to come over. First, make sure that the release time of the team's first song remains unchanged, and then leave some time for it to be released.
The half-year buffer time allows our team to grow.”
