Chasing Tides

Ning Lan squatted at the west gate of the labor market, took a bite of the half-cold pancake fruit, drew the pocket with the other hand, and found an ID card and two red tickets. This was the last possession of his whole body.

According to my calculations, the cheapest hotel in the surrounding area is also sixty-one nights. I have to eat two sets of pancakes and drink a bottle of water in a day. In other words, within three days, he must find a job and a place to live.

At the beginning of spring, the weather in the north was still very cold. It stopped in the morning until a snowfall. The labor market gate was stepped out of a curved path. The terrain was uneven, and the melting snow water flowed into the road and turned into a stream. A dirty little puddle.

Ning Lan squatted next to one of the puddles, and a cold wind blew. He sipped a few sighs of heat into his hands and rubbed it hard. In this so-called labor market, most of the people who come in and out of the market are black intermediaries or migrant workers who do n’t know anything about entering the city for the first time. He does n’t know which one is wrong, so he ran here to find a job.

Had it not been for the dime that had just been settled at the end of the year, he would have to hide in Tibet and not dare to show his face in the veteran profession that he had been doing for a few years, and he would not have fallen to the point of moving bricks to the construction site.

He had been squatting here all morning, and there wasn't a contractor who was willing to use him, probably because he had thin legs and arms, and looked weak.

The water in the bottle drank, and Ning Lan swallowed the last pancake with difficulty. The esophagus was about to burn, and he sweared: "Damn ..."

Huangyou stood up, took the empty bottle and plastic bag and threw the trash can. When he walked in front of him, he felt like he was mentally handicapped, and the garbage around him was full of earth. He still wanted to contribute to the environmental protection cause of the capital?

Throwing the contents off his hand, just before turning around, a can grunted to his feet, bumped his side and bounced off. Turning around, a big red car parked on the side of the road, the window was open, and the female driver who was not in good shooting skills took off sunglasses and smiled: "Sorry little brother, I didn't throw it accurately."

Ning Lan was very upset. Out of the professional habits he had developed over the years, he still smiled, bent over and picked up the cans and threw them into the trash can. Then he hurriedly returned to the west gate with both hands, and continued to observe the worries for his livelihood. People in a hurry, by the way, think whether it is time to switch to Dongdae gate and try squatting in the afternoon.

At this dusty urban-rural junction, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground seemed very out of place.

"Little brother, looking for a job?"

Ning Lan looked up, and the female driver looked at him with a smile.

In a matter of seconds, he swept the whole body of this woman in her thirties, and then quickly responded with a smirk: "Yeah, do you want to introduce me to work?"

Zhang Fan took Ning Lan to the planning office on the 26th floor of the Starlight Entertainment Building and took out a contract directly from the office drawer and placed it in front of him: "Look at it, if you agree, sign it at the end."

On the way, Zhang Fan has asked Ning Lan's basic information over and over again, including height, weight, age, education, constellation, and even shoe size. Ning Lan hasn't quite figured out what to let him over here, and the contract is densely packed. Yes, he looked dizzy.

Zhang Fan saw him in a daze, took the contract and brushed it with markers to circle the key points: "For a three-year contract, the salary will be paid from the beginning of the job, and the basic salary plus bonuses, including bonuses such as albums, commercial shows, shows and other public revenues. You earn more, and the company will never stop you. "

"How much is the basic salary?" This is the issue that Ning Lan is most concerned about now.

Zhang Fan said a figure, which is double the basic salary of Ning Lan's previous work in the hotel.

He turned directly to the last page and wrote his name in the signature box.

Zhang Fan was a little surprised: "No longer look?"

Ning Lan lost his pen and stretched out: "Don't look, sister, you don't look like a river and lake liar. Besides, I'm a poor man, what can I lie to?"

Zhang Fan: "Aren't you afraid that I signed you a contract?"

Ning Lan said, "In a society ruled by law, there are really those underground transactions. You won't take me to a place where there are windows on all sides ... Besides, isn't it written on the contract that I have a few teammates? Someone is there, I'm afraid of a fart. "

Zhang Fan was amused by him, but he didn't expect that he would find such a wonderful person by accident.

"Take out your ID card." Zhang Fan reached out to him.

Ning Lan took out the card and placed it on the table. Zhang Fan took it and raised an eyebrow. "Isn't this just 18 years old? Why did you say that you were 23?"

Ning Lan froze, and he almost forgot about it.

"It's really 23, there's a problem with the ID card," he explained.

Zhang Fan waved his hand: "Don't worry, I will say that I am 18 years old when I go out."

Ning Lan responded. Anyway, it was the uncle who gave the money. As long as the money was enough, it was OK for him to pretend to be 8 years old.

After signing the contract, Zhang Fan reached out to him: "Hello, my name is Zhang Fan, and I will be your agent starting today."

Ning Lan smiled and stretched out his hand and shook back: "Please take care."

At noon Zhang Fan took him to the company restaurant for dinner, and Ning Lan found that all the employees in this company were all dressed up and had a good fight with the guests who came in and out of the star hotel.

Looking down again, I was wearing a ragged cotton jacket for two years, and wearing a pair of washed white jeans. It can be said to be fashionable if it is broken on the knees, but it looks so shabby when it is broken in the trousers. Ning Lan wondered how to buy decent clothes first after paying the salary. Anyway, she also eats on her face, so going out should not be too ugly.

At the end of the meal, Zhang Fan led him to an empty room with a full mirror wall and said, "You will study well here in the next half month. When the dancers come over, learn the movements as soon as possible, what ’s the lyrics? It ’s relatively simple, and it wo n’t let you sing really. When you are on stage, you just have to talk well. ”

Ning Lan nodded vaguely and promised. Soon after Zhang Fan left, the dance teacher came over. She was a girl in her early twenties and introduced her surname Xu Mingrui.

"Ms. Xu, can I ask a question?" Ning Lan said, pressing her legs and grinning.

Xu Rui watched Svenven a little girl, but her hands were very strong. She pressed his shoulders and did not relax at all: "You ask."

Ning Lan panted: "Your company, oh no, our company ... find dancers ... don't go to the troupe, dance school or whatever, do you catch them on the street?"

Xu Rui looked at him doubtfully: "Did you grab it from the street?"

Ning Lan: "Ang."

Xu Rui patted his waist and thighs to keep him in a posture: "Well, no wonder, there is no foundation at all. Even if you want to be a dancer in this condition, the company will not accept it."

Ning Lan: "What?"

Teacher Xu used his fingers to hover over the looming dimples on his face: "But if you love beans, you can still pick them up."

Love ... beans?

Ning Lan was scared.

Zhang Fan heard the yelling of Ning Lan on the phone and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be nervous, just sing and dance on the stage. Whether you can become a real star depends on your own fortune."

Ning Lan's mobile phone was unstable: "So when will I be on TV?"

"Why are you doing something bad and afraid of being wanted?"

Ning Lan licked his lips and said in a guilty conscience: "No, just ... be prepared."

"Next month, FocusShow Music Festival, debut debut, don't be afraid, you are not fighting alone."

Ning Lan remembered: "What about my teammates?"

Zhang Fan: "I'll see you later."

In the afternoon break, Xu Rui gave Ning Lan science popularization. The boy group he wanted to join was called AOW. There were seven members in his debut lineup.

Ning Lan's debut announcement on Weibo, hey Zhile, aren't these seven gourds?

There are currently three members of the group that have been made public. Ning Lan hastily swept over. All three are 18 years old and have been capped. Don't these children change their age just like him?

"In other words, if it weren't for the kid's death, wouldn't it be my turn?"

After listening to Mr. Xu's speech, Ning Lan had a clear understanding of why he could join the group.

AOW has already become an army as early as the second half of last year, and their debut singles have been recorded, and they will be released after a year. Who knows for a year, one of the members named Feng Qiu was restless in his hometown, was caught in a fight after fighting in the street, and went to a local TV station. It was n’t a big deal at all. The talent of the draft singer has a certain reputation, coupled with the cute and simple appearance of the young boy in the external image. As soon as the video of the crowd fight was set up, people set up Ma Beng to Antarctica, and Fan and passers-by turned black, and a joint petition made him roll Entertainment.

"Well, you can say this." Xu Rui said, "the debut time can not be changed, the company had to choose another new person, pick and choose has not found a suitable one, everyone thought that the seven-man combination is about to change six people, and you will appear empty. Now. "

Ning Lan felt inexplicably threatened, and felt that the company was too hasty, and was not afraid to catch a bad guy casually?

Xu Rui patted his shoulder with a smile: "Sister Zhang Fan's eyes are famous, V-wish knows, every member was selected by her personally. When she first debuted, no one was optimistic about it. Love beans, business Ability is secondary and can be trained the day after tomorrow, but the peculiar qualities are inherent. "

V-wish is a girl group that is popular all over Asia.

"Furthermore, about the next second after I knew your name, she sent someone to investigate in various systems. If there is any dark history, she must have left you halfway and never looked back."

Ning Lan laughed, but a layer of goosebumps floated in her heart. After graduating from high school, he has been struggling in the society. He considers himself rich in social experience. However, he can't dance in such a completely unfamiliar field even with long sleeves. He thought it was better to be cautious to avoid ending with the brother Feng. The same end.

It's not easy to get such a bright rice bowl, and ... I heard that being a star comes quickly.

He really needs money.