Evan’s Trials in Tinseltown Chapter 5

Time flies day by day.

Evan Yu didn't know whether it was because of his own attitude or because Mason Meng went out to say hello in private, but no one came to block his way after that. But correspondingly, he has no friends. Sometimes he would bump into people who were using the practice room next to him, but they would take one look at him and walk away in a hurry.

An Cheng threw a white towel to Evan Yu, leaned against the door frame, opened his drink and took a sip, "Teacher An's small spiritual class has begun," he pointed at the person who was about to disappear around the corner, "Are you in a bad mood? It's clear that you are being targeted and marginalized."

Evan Yu took the towel and wiped the sweat from his neck. When An Cheng asked, he shook his head and replied with a smile, "I know what I want and what I should do now."

An Cheng stood up straight and said, "You are sober." He has been a dance teacher at Xingyao for seven or eight years and has taught many artists. Some are hot and some are cold. Everyone has different circumstances, but he dares to say , Evan Yu's character is absolutely top-notch.

He stretched out his arm and patted Evan Yu on the shoulder, "If you don't agree, don't work together. Don't waste your time and energy on these messy things. Study hard and practice hard, and you will soar into the sky." He tapped the corner of his eye with his finger. , An Cheng said firmly, "Your vision, Teacher An, is not wrong."

Evan Yu held the slightly moist white towel with a small smile in his eyes, "Well, I'd like to lend you your kind words."

get out of class ended at twelve o'clock on time. Shi Rou came in and said that Mason Meng asked Evan Yu to go to his office after class.

"We should have a small meeting. Brother Meng ordered takeout from the hotel for lunch."

Evan Yu nodded, carrying the unfinished drink bottle in his hand, and took the elevator to the brokerage department on the 42nd floor.

As soon as the door opened, there was a smell of food. Evan Yu was not polite. He said hello and sat down to eat. After practicing all morning, he was really hungry.

Mason Meng was quite happy that Evan Yu was not polite to him. He turned around the phone in his hand and got straight to the point, "Today we are mainly going to talk about your personality."

Evan Yu would habitually put down his chopsticks when talking, "Did the discussion come to a conclusion?" He heard Mason Meng mention it two days ago and was formulating his external image.

"That's right." Mason Meng looked Evan Yu up and down. After practicing dancing for more than half a month, Evan Yu's already eye-catching figure and temperament became even more eye-catching. Wearing only a pure white large cotton T-shirt, it looked like he could step under the lights and start taking pictures.

Mason Meng asked casually, "How much does the T-shirt you are wearing cost?"

Evan Yu pulled at his clothes and said, "Is this one? I bought it for nineteen ninety-nine dollars. It was on sale. I bought a dozen to wear."

Mason Meng: ...

The last time Evan Yu asked him to advance his salary, Mason Meng knew that Evan Yu was not well-off, but he didn't expect that he was not well-off to this extent!

Knocking the sharp corner of his phone on the table, Mason Meng suddenly began to doubt whether his decision on Evan Yu's character was right.

However, after taking another look at Evan Yu's appearance and temperament, he no longer hesitated, "What came out of the discussion was to create a 'noble young master' personality to the outside world."

Evan Yu listened carefully.

"In the past two years, there have been some packaging in this direction, but they have all failed. In my opinion, as long as the character of 'Gui Gongzi' is well packaged and does not collapse, it will not matter whether it is the speed of attracting fans or the The level of endorsement will be qualitatively different in the future."

Mason Meng stared at the small details of Evan Yu eating and drinking soup. The more he looked at it, the more confident he became, "I made this based on your own situation. You are here, and this persona will definitely not collapse!"

Evan Yu put down the spoon in his hand. The handle of the spoon touched the rim of the bowl, but no sound was made. He nodded, "I believe in Brother Meng's decision, so what do I need to do in the future?"

Mason Meng waved his hand, "Just keep your current state, you are really good at bluffing people." He sighed, "Let's just talk about the T-shirt you are wearing. At a glance, it's at least nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

Evan Yu's eyes flashed with a smile, "I bought a dozen at that time, ten pieces in total, and the boss gave me a discount, so each piece only costs sixteen yuan. At nine hundred and ninety-nine, I can buy more than sixty pieces."

At this moment, Mason Meng began to doubt whether this character design was correct or not, so he asked, which noble man wears a T-shirt that costs sixteen yuan a piece?

It's really worrying.

Once the route is set, the direction becomes clear. "Sounds of Nature" was about to be recorded, and Mason Meng led the team to start planning step by step on how to better promote Evan Yu. On the contrary, Evan Yu had nothing to do and continued to repeat the previous steps, attending classes on time every day.

August is here soon.

Evan Yu arrived at the door of the studio at the agreed time and was led in by He Qiubai's assistant. He Qiubai was wearing a wrinkled plaid shirt and holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand. When he saw Evan Yu and Mason Meng coming over, he gave some instructions to the people next to him.

The three of them arrived at the lounge backstage and closed the door. The noisy sounds were isolated and the room became quiet.

He Qiubai sat on the sofa regardless of his appearance, his voice hoarse, "I haven't had a good sleep in three Fcuking days, and I want to scold anyone who catches me!"

Mason Meng took Evan Yu to sit on the sofa and raised his eyebrows, "So angry? Come and talk to dad?"

He Qiubai smashed the tissue next to him on Mason Meng and scolded him with a smile, "Don't beep blindly. If you are my father, won't you be afraid of losing your life?" Being interrupted by this, he relaxed a little, sat upright, looked to the side and smiled. Evan Yu, who had no words, asked, "How much do you know about "The Sound of Heaven"?"

Evan Yu quickly answered, "A total of eight episodes were recorded, including seven elimination matches. The last one was for the remaining people to compete in the finals and determine the rankings. In the first episode, five people came on stage and were scored by the audience and the jury. Those with the lowest scores were eliminated. , the remaining four people, together with the new players, will enter the next game and continue with the same format. "

He Qiubai unscrewed the mineral water bottle in his hand and took a sip, "Well, the highlight of "The Sound of Heaven" is that the contestants are all singers who have just debuted, or pure newcomers like you, which will be very fresh. Chapter 1 The second is that one person is eliminated at a time, the rotation is very fast, and there are always new faces, but the ones who stay will definitely be remembered by all the viewers. "

He placed the half-empty mineral water bottle on the table and stared at Evan Yu, "Are you confident that you can keep it until the end?"

Evan Yu was not modest, his expression was firm, and his eyes seemed to be filled with light, "Yes."

He Qiubai clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay! You just have to have this ambition! Lao Meng and I saw you right!"

The official recording started the next day. After getting acquainted with each other in the studio for a few times, Mason Meng was afraid that Evan Yu would be nervous, so he paid for dinner at his own expense.

The car drove all the way to the west of the city, and the sky gradually became dark. After driving on a narrow stone road, the street lights on both sides were dim, and Mason Meng slowed down.

Seeing Evan Yu looking out the car window, Mason Meng followed his gaze and said, "You rarely come here, right? We are on Qingxi Road, and we just passed by the Sining Mansion. It is a very old house. It seems that there are still people living there." . It is said that the owner of the house seems to be from ------"

"Qingshan Yu family."

"Yes, that's it. It's a coincidence that I have the same last name as you." Mason Meng looked carefully at the dark road in front of him and commented, "It's quite quiet to live here. There are not many cars and no noise, but when I go to the city It takes an hour to get to the center, which is quite strenuous. "

"Yes, it's quite inconvenient." Evan Yu added in his mind that if there was a traffic jam during rush hour, it would take almost two hours on the road and he would have to get up early and go out.

The road became narrower and narrower, and it took several minutes before Mason Meng stopped.

"Here we go, today your Brother Meng will treat you to some private dining to cheer you up!"

Evan Yu got out of the car, stood on the bluestone floor tiles, moved his hands and feet, and looked around. The private restaurant Mason Meng was talking about was renovated from an old-style bungalow. When entering from the gate, there was a small arch bridge. There were several clusters of water lilies floating on the water. The night breeze contained a few wisps of jasmine fragrance, which naturally calmed people's minds.

Mason Meng led the way, "This restaurant tastes very good, but it's too far away so it's hard to find. It doesn't advertise. It relies entirely on word-of-mouth."

The further you go, the more abundant the flowers and trees become. As the path turned a corner, Evan Yu lowered his head and passed a cluster of weeping roses, and suddenly felt a line of sight behind him falling on him. He stopped and turned around, and saw Xavier Xie standing not far away, looking at him intently.

Evan Yu smiled subconsciously and said hello, "Thank you?"

Xavier Xie stood there for a few seconds, as if hesitating for something. Then, he walked up to Evan Yu with his long legs, pursed his lips, and whispered, "Don't move."

Evan Yu looked up at him and remained obedient without moving.

Xavier Xie raised his hand, took off two pale pink rose petals from Evan Yu's hair, and subconsciously twirled his fingers - the hair was so soft.

Evan Yu saw a little pink on his fingers and smiled, "Thank you." Then he asked, "Are you coming here to eat too?"

Xavier Xie pinched the petals and put his hands in his pockets, "Well, with friends."

"Me too, I'm here for dinner with my manager." Evan Yu took a small step back and said briskly, "Then I won't disturb you for now. I wish you and your friends a happy meal."

Xavier Xie lowered his eyes and looked at Evan Yu, and replied softly, "Okay."

Evan Yu always felt that the other party suddenly seemed...unhappy? But seeing that Xavier Xie's expression didn't change, maybe it was his own misunderstanding?

When Evan Yu's back disappeared, Xavier Xie still stood there without moving. Not long after, Qu Xiaoran's voice came over, "The last parking space at the door is occupied, so I have to park far away. Are you waiting for me?" I was so annoyed that I didn't say the word. , Qu Xiaoran's voice got stuck in his throat. He looked at Xavier Xie in shock, "You, you, you...are you laughing?"

Xavier Xie retracted the smile that appeared unconsciously at the corner of his mouth for a second, and returned to his usual cold expression, "You are wrong."

Qu Xiaoran was still in a daze, "I also think I saw it wrong, I must have seen it wrong!" He tilted his head and carefully observed Xavier Xie's expression, and affirmed, "But you seem to be in a good mood, I definitely didn't notice this. Wrong! Didn't I just park the car? What good happened? "

Xavier Xie's eyes fell on the bluestone road where rose petals had fallen, and he gave the answer after a few seconds, "Rose flowers are beautiful."

Qu Xiaoran looked up at the racks of roses on the roadside and wondered, "They are pink and white, but they are not very pretty..."