Real people beat scumbags and snatch away sick girls

If Bai Weiran doesn't report the error but doesn't come, Nana will continue to run away.

白未然虽有超人之力，拿捏不了BUG，也无法拒内,部/书，群:9|8/0'2;0。5:？8！'5,6绝BUG。

During the recording of the program, Xiaoxi performed well, some people couldn't see it, and they used tricks——

"Don't be dazed, get ready to go on stage." Bai Weiran saw Xiaoxi not moving, and showed up to give instructions.

The pink-haired girl raised her head suddenly, her violet eyes lost their highlights, but were watery, and the ends of her eyes were red.

"Hey, is the person you mentioned earlier Nana?"

"Nana—did you come?"

Her tone was light, restless, and hesitant.

Nana was overjoyed when she heard the words, and ran to Xiaoxi's side dancing.

"Yeah, it's me, it's me, Xiaoxi, you finally found out, Mr. William, tell her that I'm here, and I will protect her for the rest of my life—"

Bai Weiran shrugged.

"No, what age is it, no one is still acting strangely, right?"

"Believe in science and get eternal life, haven't you heard it?"

Eat my big stick to smash teenage friendships.

Xiaoxi was taken aback for a moment, and the next second the lights in the performance preparation room began to flicker wildly.

Bai Weiran witnessed with his own eyes how the little loli turned into a pink-haired little horror, her hair covered her face, only one bloodshot eye was exposed, and she let out a creepy cry.

"Mr. William-William-why-what-to-deceive-little-hi-"

"Xiao-xi-ah-"

If Xiaoxi could see or hear, she would probably be scared to death by Nana.

Bai Weiran thought, he probably won't be able to watch thrillers for a long time.

The live special effects are enough, but the filming is short of fire.

In this weird atmosphere, Xiao Xi forgot her fear in amazement, she looked at the flickering lights, even though she couldn't see anything—her big dull eyes that had always been cloudy suddenly burst into tears.

"...Nana, are you here?"

The flickering lights stopped.

Bai Weiran shrugged, watching the spooky Nana turn back to the cute version in an instant, shrinking, uneasy, and looking at Xiaoxi shyly.

"Xiaoxi, I'm here, I'm here!"

Bai Weiran: ...

You speak to the left side of her face while she looks to the right.

Bai Weiran gave up teasing them, stretched out his big hand, turned Xiaoxi's face around, pressed down to look down, and happened to be face to face with Nana who was raising her head.

"Here, here it is!"

Xiao Xi actually couldn't see anything.

But she stretched out her palm and stopped in mid-air, as if pressing on an invisible glass.

Nana blinked, then reached out her hand and approached gently, afraid of piercing through, Nana touched it cautiously.

"Here it is, Xiaoxi." She whispered.

"Nana has been here all along."

Bai Weiran looked up at the ceiling.

It's broken, I feel like I'm getting older, and the tears are getting lower.

Xiaoxi's program recording started smoothly, the showbiz is as demanding as anywhere, recording programs are always day and night, today's recording will be until three o'clock in the morning, Bai Weiran did not leave, stayed, floating in a pile of At the recording scene behind the camera, Nana climbed on his shoulder again, watching the recording of the program, while curiously reading Bai Weiran's book.

"Quickly become an ace agent, and the founder sets a brand label to cut into the key market?" She read, pouted in disapproval.

"Mr. William, singers need real materials!"

"We should work hard to bring smiles to everyone, and singing can reach people's hearts."

"Xiaoxi already has great strength, what she needs is a chance! A chance to be seen by everyone!"

Bai Weiran hummed and turned another page.

"You are right."

The tone is full of perfunctory.

Nana was only thirteen or fourteen years old when she died, and her personality has remained at that age. She is an ignorant and straightforward optimistic girl, and she doesn't know how to deal with Bai Weiran, an old and cunning social animal. She sensed that Bai Weiran ignored her, but she didn't Trying to understand what Bai Weiran was thinking, he frowned for a moment.

Mr. William, though a good man, was hard to read.

Bai Weiran is thinking about Xiaoxi's future.

Nana is right, Xiaoxi is indeed capable and good-looking, even if he came to watch the recording after three days of fishing and two days of posting on the Internet, he can see that among the 48 participating girls, Xiaoxi is the head echelon .

If there is no insider operation, I will definitely debut.

Of course, even if there is any insider operation, he can also counter the insider operation.

The problem is after debut.

Everything you do will be magnified and inspected, and the number of criticisms and praises will increase explosively. The delicate and sensitive personality cannot bear this kind of pull.

But in front of the fluorescent screen, every bit of loss of control will be magnified for inspection.

And Biaojiao will definitely lose control. Under this premise - you can't follow the traditional bright and simple girl idol character design. It is too important to create a character design for her, and you must also include her crazy personality. .

When he didn't come to the mission world, he didn't paddle every day, there was always work.

These days, Bai Weiran has referred to many top idols in the present world, but none of the final conclusions are applicable.

"It's better to go back to basics!" Bai Weiran closed the book.

Nana, who was hanging on his body, clapped her hands and turned her head in doubt.

"what?"

"Nana, stay away from me first."

Nana backed away according to her words, and Bai Weiran disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"...?"

After waiting for a full two hours, Bai Weiran appeared in front of Nana again, catching up with the interview segment of Xiaoxi when the program was recorded.

Bai Weiran checked with his mobile phone in one hand, occasionally looking up.

Nana leaned over curiously, looking at the full work calendar on it.

"...? What is this, Mr. William?"

"Xiaoxi's work."

"Ah!?" Nana's pupils dilated in surprise.

Xx

"Really? Are there really so many work requests?" Xiaoxi put down the hot towel to wipe her face in astonishment, and looked at Bai Weiran who was sitting in the driver's seat, holding a book "On How to Manage People with Weak Labels" in her hand. Pain Points", with a relaxed expression on his face, the accelerator and steering wheel turned independently, and he was driving on the way back to the dormitory.

This time, Bai Weiran was much more simple than the previous mission, flying around without the mission object.

Instead, he honestly drove her to pick him up.

After all, as an idol reserve, there are programs recorded, which have been exposed to the public's view all the time. It's okay to suddenly disappear back to the dormitory once or twice, but it will also arouse suspicion after a long time.

I didn't see you leave, so why are you home?

He didn't intend to create a super power idol label for Xiao Xi.

"Yes, so from now on, you have to eat enough and sleep well." He said, turning another page of the book, and responded with one mind and two tasks.

Xiaoxi climbed on the back of the chair, opened her mouth, and closed it again, her heart pounding wildly, she wanted to ask more questions, but she was frightened by Bai Weiran's superhuman ability, fearing that he would get angry, so she hesitated.

But she was more excited than frightened at the moment.

Idols who haven't debuted yet, have no popularity, and basically have no job commissions.

So everyone is working hard, looking forward to the day when they stand on the stage and are seen by everyone, and the work will swarm up along with the popularity.

And before the talent show started, this weird mask manager got her a job?

"What kind of job is it?" She still couldn't help asking.

For the first time in my life, I received a formal commission——

"Yes, excellent work." Bai Weiran shrugged.

"It is an important product of the country, with a wide audience, high affinity, strong nationalism, and no bad doubts about the product. You are the first idol spokesperson."

Xiaoxi covered her mouth, tears burst out, and Nana screamed loudly beside her.

"National important product, the first idol spokesperson! Wow, Xiaoxi, you are going to become a star!!"

"Thank you, Mr. William, thank you!!! You are a super nice person!! Super ace agent!!!"

Bai Weiran remained silent, fingers rubbed a line of words on the page, and the printed type under the fingers was highlighted by the notes.

【Those who win the third and fourth tier cities win the world】

【Elegant and popular, complement each other】

Xx

On the weekend, at the shooting scene, Xiaoxi and Nana were stunned together.

what place is this?

The vast rice fields are endless, and the breeze is gentle, and the small yellow flowers on the edge of the field are blown by the wind.

What about the stage?

What about camera?What about the makeup staff?

Bai Weiran smiled and stretched out his hand towards a simple and honest old man with a hunched back and wearing a bamboo hat.

"Village Chief, thank you for allowing us to shoot."

"No, no, it's the same in my village. It's the first time that such a young and beautiful girl is willing to shoot a local promotional film for free to revitalize the economy of my Daoxiang Village. I'm very touched. There are not many young people like this now—— "

"How come, it is our duty to revitalize the local economy."

Looking at the two adults who were giving in to each other, Xiaoxi and Nana tilted their heads at the same time.

Huh, there is a feeling of being sold by a bad person——

Chapter 13 The Cultivation of a Patient Idol (3) ([-]K)

Bai Weiran was chatting with the village head from rice to the local industrial chain. The village head was very enthusiastic and asked him three times in the middle of the conversation.

"Does the young man have a date?"

"My family has a niece who is very juicy—"

"When will the young man come to propose marriage to my niece?"

Bai Weiran: ... The village chief is very enthusiastic.

Until a woman wearing a bamboo hat came over and whispered a few words, Bai Weiran understood, smiled and said that he would handle it, and went directly to the preparation area surrounded by four simple floral cloths.

"I heard you don't want to work anymore?"

Xiaoxi's face was flushed, with grievance and astonishment on her face, and she pointed to the inflatable doll in front of her - a large porcelain bowl in the shape of rice, with a slogan in big red paper on the porcelain bowl [Daohua Village, Daohuaxiang, come home today and smell the rice] 】.

"No, Mr. William, I don't hate work, but I'm an idol star—"

"No idol singer does this kind of job!"

"The image of an idol singer is very important!"

Facing Xiaoxi's accusation, Bai Weiran understood it very well.

In this world, there is indeed no such down-to-earth idol precedent.

An idol is a dreamlike existence that is shaped on the stage.