She didn't know how Feng Timo came out. She had been in a daze and was lost in thought.
She couldn't believe that the path she had made with her strength was actually arranged by the company, and all the cheers and praises she received were fake.
There was no need for Fang Jing to lie to her about this matter.
I feel lost in my heart, suddenly like an empty valley, with the wind blowing and moaning.
"What's wrong with you two?"
One lost his soul and the other cried with red eyes. Looking at the pair of living treasures, Wang Xiaomin was confused. They were fine a few minutes ago. How long had it been since they entered? Didn't they hear that Fang Jing had such a hobby?
The critical time is still short and it’s not right!
"It's okay, I'm fine!" Feng Timo shook his head slightly, and his expression returned to normal, but his smile was very forced, and he looked very worried.
As soon as she wiped her eyes, Yang Chaoyue pursed her lips and sobbed: "Sister Xiaomin, I'm going to practice singing."
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Being reprimanded is not a glorious thing, and the two of them were embarrassed to say it in front of so many people.
Especially Feng Timo, there were originally a lot of people who were envious and jealous of her, but now I don't know how many people are waiting to see the joke. If they knew she came through the back door, they might be ridiculing her every day.
Throughout the whole day, Yang Chaoyue and Feng Timo surprisingly didn't take any rest. They kept practicing singing. After eating, they were either asking Wang Xiaomin for advice or on the way to ask for advice.
After being called in for a few minutes, Wang Xiaomin was so obedient when he came out. Wang Xiaomin's eyes were opened, and she admired Fang Jing even more.
night!
"What! Did you come in through the back door?"
In the dormitory, unable to resist Wang Xiaomin's questioning, Feng Timo told the story, including what Fang Jing revealed today.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Yu Wenwen lost her composure and felt as if a jar of jealousy had been overturned, making her feel sour.
In order to record this program, they put in a lot of effort to stand out from the many singers, and now they actually know that Feng Timo's path has been clearly arranged for a long time.
Is there any way to easily enter the top ten without any effort?
"Sister Xiaomin, aren't you surprised?" Seeing Wang Xiaomin's indifferent expression, Feng Timo asked curiously. As for Wenwen's anger, she ignored it.
"What's so surprising about this? Which variety show doesn't have shady stories? It's not surprising. Take the China Dream Voices that Fang Jing participated in as an example. If he didn't sign a contract after the first ten games, do you think he could win the championship?"
"Sometimes being tough backstage is a skill. You will know it when you debut. This is not a shameful person. You should be lucky. How many people want a backstage but they don't have one. Everything can only be decided by others."
After so many years of debut, Wang Xiaomin has never seen any shady things. Speaking of which, this program is considered to have a conscience, and some arrangements are clearly made for you from beginning to end. If you are not one of your own, you will not be able to get in.
"But this is unfair to other people!" The more relaxed they spoke, the angrier Yu Wenwen became.
"There is no fairness in the world, don't be naive." Wang Xiaomin glanced at Yang Chaoyue, "Is it fair to you that Fang Jing wrote a song for her?"
"But if such a good thing happens to you, will you refuse?"
When Wang Xiaomin said this, Yang Chaoyue lowered her head and remained silent. Speaking of which, she was the most influential person. She was also an employee of the company, so Wang Xiaomin did not receive the same treatment as her.
Others rely on strength along the way, she relies on Fang Jing.
"Some people are born into rich families and have no worries about food and clothing, while some people are born with disabled bodies and poor families. Is this fair? Who can they ask to reason?"
"I'm still wondering why Fang Jing's songs weren't all written for me. At least half of them would be fine! But does that make sense?"
"If you don't have resources, then work harder. When you have time to blame others, it's better to contact more songs. Fang Jing was worse than you are now. Does he have resources? Is he complaining about the injustice of God?"
"No, he didn't say anything, but kept his head down and kept moving forward, so now he has succeeded."
Wang Xiaomin's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Yu Wenwen's heart. On the one hand, she didn't like the related people and felt that she couldn't win with them. On the other hand, she really admired Fang Jing's spirit of creating miracles.
When he first debuted, Fang Jing had nothing, he was just a boy from the countryside, but with his own hard work, he did step up to the altar.
In the Chinese music industry, he is a beacon in the hearts of ordinary people! He has given hope to many people.
"Actually, it's completely meaningless to tell you this." Wang Xiaomin shook his head and said: "Because you can't change anything, you want to withdraw from the competition? Ask the program team to argue with them and ask them to change the rules? None of this is possible!"
"As the saying goes, life is like that. Since you can't do that, you can only do that."
Without saying a word, Yu Wenwen turned over to sleep, her mind filled with thoughts and her little hands under the quilt clenched. One day, she would become what kind of person Fang Jing was.
If Fang Jing knew what she was thinking at this moment, he would definitely complain, girl, then you have to die once to see if there is a chance to start over.
However, he is a first-time wearer. Even if Yu Wenwen dies and is reborn, she can only be a second-time wearer. She can sing the same songs he has sung and write the novels he has written, and her future is limited.
Either she would have gone to Huangling Village a few years ago to hold his thigh, be a little wife or something, and wait until he became prosperous to ascend to heaven, or lend him a loan at usury, borrow 1.8 million, and pay back 18 million.
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A few days later, before the game started, several instructors arrived. Except for Yang Mi, who looked tired, Shen Hao and Lu Feifei both looked radiant.
"Fang Jing, how was my team's training during this period? Didn't it cause any trouble to you?" Yang Mi sighed while drinking tea.
"No, very well behaved!"
Not only was he good, except for a few people who came a few times, no one else came. He practiced singing in the dormitory every day, ate, played beans, bah, played cards!
There was no way, they wouldn't be able to find anyone to play cards with if Yang Mi didn't come, and Yang Mi's music level was not as high as theirs, so it wouldn't make any difference if she couldn't come, they might as well practice by themselves in the dormitory.
The single was well downloaded and clicked. Lu Feifei was in a good mood and comforted Yang Mi, "Everyone has their destiny. We can't control what they become. As long as everyone has a clear conscience."
"Pfft! Ha...cough cough cough!" Shen Hao shrugged his shoulders when he heard this and almost laughed.
With a clear conscience, she could say this. Except for Fang Jing, they had almost no control over the students. Sure enough, the most poisonous woman has a heart, unlike him, whose conscience is still intact.
"My group's stage rehearsal has been completed, and there will be a competition tomorrow. Please arrange your time."
Yang Chaoyue and Yu Wenwen's stage rehearsal had already passed. To prevent them from being nervous, Fang Jing arranged a few more performances. He sat on the stage and gave instructions one by one.
"What's there to rehearse? Just go ahead and do it. You've been practicing for so long and you won't miss this one." Shen Hao waved his hand, cutting off the students' escape route.
If his students were here, their hearts would definitely feel cold.
"I think we should let them go on stage to practice. My team will practice later."
When Yang Mi opened her mouth, Lu Feifei naturally did not dare to argue with her, so she could only move her team to the afternoon.