Orthodox idols will not be disqualified

Chapter 16 chapter 16- old man

The cafe is spacious and bright, and due to Lian Xiaowu's status as an active idol, Zhou Yi led him into the cubicle inside.

The handsome man skillfully drew a rabbit-patterned garland on the surface of the cup, held the handle of the cup and handed it to Lian Xiaowu, and said with a smile, "I didn't add too much sugar."

Lian Xiaowu said thank you, holding the cup and holding the cup, she was speechless for a long time.

Zhou Yi graduated three years ago.

The second-term student, just passed his birthday when he joined the group, and was 25 when he graduated. He is a young age, and there is still a long room for development in the entertainment industry.

But now he is nestled in a cafe as a waiter.

Zhou Yi seemed to have seen his hesitation, and sincerely and easily introduced his current situation: "I have been an artist for six or seven years, and I have saved some savings. I opened the cafe in partnership with my friends. It hasn't been long. , and it has only been open for less than two years.”

"The coffee is delicious." Lian Xiaowu praised generously, bringing back short memories, "Brother Yi, the home attributes are at full level."

The smile touched the fine lines at the corners of the eyes, the man who no longer mixed in the entertainment circle was like an ordinary little boss, the only difference was that his facial features were more refined than ordinary people.

Everyone has their own work and life. Since Zhou Yi left the spark, even Xiaowu and him are only connected by Moments.At first, Lian Xiaowu remembered that he had said in Moments that he was going to audition, and Lian Xiaowu even promoted his first work after graduation to him on Weibo.

As for when he started to fade out of the small screen, and even out of the circle of social friends, Lian Xiaowu couldn't remember.

Maybe Zhou Yi started this topic first.

He put down the coffee cup, folded his hands on the small square table, and said with a natural expression: "Idols, singers, amateurs, everyone who is or is not an actor, all sharpened their heads and joined the group acting. The market is saturated enough." It’s normal to be too tall to accommodate some of them.”

"Sometimes people are blinded by flowers and love. The day I entered the spark, I thought it was a beginning. After leaving the spark, I realized that I had already enjoyed many precious things, such as the love of fans, such as The company's help, such as more memories that cannot be reproduced."

When talking about spark, Zhou Yi's eyes flickered a little, and then quickly returned to calm.

Lian Xiaowu could vaguely understand what he meant. Graduation is a very gentle term, but most people's path after graduation from the idol school is not so easy.

Fans can tolerate your mistakes and accompany you to grow up, but the general public will never.

When you fail to submit satisfactory answers and lose the protection of your idol status, once, twice, three times... there will be no next time.

Zhou Yi said something softly.

"A person who attracts you as an idol has basically no value of liking after graduation."

What a cruel word, but it is an undeniable reality.

"Brother," perhaps because the atmosphere was too dignified, Zhou Yi took the initiative to say, "I'm living a good life now, and I might be crowned the most handsome barista someday. When my shop opens to N Go to the city, I will ask you to cut the ribbon."

Lian Xiaowu squinted her eyes: "I will definitely go when the time comes."

Zhou Yi made it very clear that he didn't want Lian Xiaowu to post the group photos and today's events on social platforms, whether it was Weibo or Moments.Lian Xiaowu is no longer a 16-year-old boy. It took others seven or eight hundred days and nights to get used to the current living conditions. Needless to say, he would not make such a self-assertive and disrespectful behavior.

Jia Jia knocked on the door outside, Zhou Yi gave him a hug in relief, and said softly, "Brother, let's go."

You are only 22 years old, and you still have a broader life. You matured earlier than me, and you understand... the meaning of being an idol.

Lian Xiaowu put on the mask again and waved at him.

"Azai, we really don't meet each other anywhere in life." Jiajia got into the back seat behind him and slammed the car door shut.

Lian Xiaowu didn't talk to her, she closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking about.

The second half of the recording of "Any Name" was basically synchronized with the broadcast time, only about a week before and after, and the day before Lian Xiaowu's birthday, it was almost time to release the last trailer.

The 2-minute tidbit was posted on the official blog. Aite called Lian Xiaowu. He lay on the bed with headphones on and clicked on the video. The front was the pre-production clip. After 1 minute, the camera switched to the recording scene.First, the director played the board, and everyone sat upright. As soon as Happy Birthday was finished, the close-up of the camera hit Lian Xiaowu's face, and the subtitles were "dumb in capital letters".

Even Xiaowu laughed at it, he knew that his reaction was half a beat slow at that time, but he didn't expect the cut to be so funny.

He gave a thumbs up, turned over on the bed, and slowly got up.

Tang Jia went to the dance studio early in the morning. This kid's own Weibo has long been accused of being beautiful by fans, but he can occasionally see the word paddle in other places.In fact, it was mostly meant as a joke, but he was more concerned about the practice, and he didn't know who he was competing with.

In front of the sink, Lian Xiaowu wiped off the water droplets on her face in front of the round mirror. The sound of water splashing here had just stopped, and a special bell came from outside.

Lian Xiaowu quickly put the towel on the shelf, picked up the phone without looking at it, and called out softly: "Mom!"

Lian Xiaowu's parents are working abroad now. His father was originally a lecturer at N University. When Lian Xiaowu was in junior high school, he had the opportunity to go abroad. The child wiped his tears and said, Mom and Dad, you can go, I live with my grandma Enough.

After several struggles, the two boarded the plane with their tickets in hand, and they will return to China to see their son within half a month of the Chinese New Year.

Two or three years later, my obedient son, who was practicing the piano, went to participate in the selection of some idol group.Lian's mother flew back overnight in shock, and the mother and son had a heart-to-heart talk for a long time, but in the end they couldn't win Lian Xiaowu over.

A few years later, parents are now able to happily share content about Lian Xiaowu on social platforms.

The overseas phone calls did not diminish the gentleness of the mother's tone: "Baby, Mom is not disturbing you."

"Of course not! I'm lying in the dormitory!" Lian Xiaowu got used to his mother's crookedness, and said coquettishly, "Did you and Dad watch my new show? One of the guests is your favorite scene. Teacher Xi, I even have a photo with him."

"Of course I watched it. As soon as the YouTube channel was uploaded, I watched it with your father. He also said that Mr. Jing is not as handsome as him. Do you think your father is shameless?" What's more, compared with the idols of girlhood.

Lian Xiaowu unconsciously put a smile on her face, and talked to her about the recent events like a few treasures.

When talking about Jiajia, Lian's mother asked casually: "By the way, is Jiajia and Xiaohuang's good news coming soon? When I saw that girl last time, I saw that they were like glue, very sticky."

"..." These words really stumped Lian Xiaowu, there was a bad deal between the manager and the assistant, so he dealt with it nonchalantly.

Lian's mother didn't get entangled in this matter, and turned to the real thing: "Baby, guess what I saw when I packed my things today?"

"What?" Lian Xiaowu asked.

"The book you mailed to your father some time ago, there are several letters at the bottom, all of which have not been opened. I think your name is written on the envelope. Do you want my mother to send it back to you?"

Lian Xiaowu was stunned when she heard it: "My letter?"

"It's your letter. It looks like a child's handwriting. Could it be your little fan?" Lian's mother held the thin envelope and changed her words: "Hey, this letter looks old."

Lian Xiaowu often receives letters from fans, and there is a special room at home to store these. Could it be that Jiajia messed up when she was tidying up?

Also unlikely.

He thought for a while, and replied: "Then send it back to me, don't fill in the company address, send it to home, I just go back to see grandma."

Lian's mother agreed, but when she was about to hang up the phone, Ai Ai suddenly said: "Baby, you are going to be one year older."

"...Well," Lian Xiaowu's eyes were filled with mist, trying to make his voice appear normal, "Mom, see you in four months."

Lian Xiaowu put down her phone, remembering that her mother flew back from abroad seven years ago, touched the back of his head and asked him, "Baby, do you really like doing these things?"

Lian Xiaowu said, "Yes, Mom."

How did his mother answer him? The gentle Sucheng woman blinked her big teary eyes and said softly, "It's just as long as you like it."

He clicked on the dialog box and sent a message to the assistant.

Jiajia, let's change tonight's special piece, I want to play a piece.

The time of the theater performance is not fixed every year. For example, this year it is stuck on the day before his birthday.Members' birthdays are all public. Every time there is a performance at the birthday festival, the lottery rate will always increase rapidly. Yan Yuan even set an unprecedented record of 2000 times.

The number of seats in the theater has remained at 250 for a long time, and the operation has always insisted on not expanding the theater. As a result, the number one difficulty for Spark is to draw tickets for fans at any time.

The cheers prepared by the fans in advance were neatly placed at the entrance of the theater. Lian Xiaowu looked out of the car window all the way, and the flower wall was covered with bright roses.

Lian Xiaowu got out of the car, stood with her head tilted in front of the flower wall, and took two steps back, wishing she could split her fork to give him a two-meter-long leg.

Picking and picking out two satisfactory photos, Lian Xiaowu posted the photos on Weibo, and gained countless harvests in a second, baby, here I come.

Jiajia straightened his clothes, looked at him with a smile and said, "Let's go, today's protagonist."