For the sake of my brother debut, I decided to become a Uranus superstar

Chapter 160

"Can you hold on?"

Luo Xiao said with a weak expression, "I'm fine."

Although the hand trembling and palpitation problem is not as serious as before, it is still an impossible task for Luo Xiao to jump on the stage like a normal person in a short period of time-maybe this problem will accompany his entire idol career, even ……lifetime.

"Are you really okay? You sweat a lot, wipe it off, or your makeup will be ruined." Cen Xingguang handed him a tissue in worry, "Do you want me to call Lin Suyu for you? Let the family tell you Do you feel better talking about it?"

"He has to adjust himself, so don't bother him." Luo Xiao stopped Cen Xingguang who turned around and wanted to find someone, "I'll just find a place to sit by myself for a while."

"Will this work?" Feeling that Luo Xiao's hand was as cold as ice, Cen Xingguang held his hand back worriedly, "If I'm alone, I'll be scared to death...how about I stay Come down and have a chat with you?"

"It's okay, don't you have something to do?" Luo Xiao gently hugged the talkative and worrying little captain, "If I can't even go on stage, I don't deserve to be an idol anymore. Find someone to cheer me on every time before going on stage."

"That's different..." Cen Xingguang muttered, "If it were you, I would be willing to cheer you up. Looking at your face, I feel that I can eat an extra bowl of rice today."

Knowing that Cen Xingguang said this just because he didn't want to burden him, Luo Xiao pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything.Cen Xingguang saw that his attitude was firm, so he had no choice but to give him a cup of hot water, and told him to wear more clothes when he was going out, and then went to find his brother Huo Sheng from the same company.

The warm hot water transmitted a little heat to him through the thin paper cup, and Luo Xiao's pale face finally recovered a little blood.When putting on makeup before, the makeup artist was still a little frightened, and said that his face looked yellow even with the whitening liquid foundation.

The brightly lit room is very lively now, staff members rush past in a hurry in the aisle from time to time, sandwiched among them are well-groomed trainees with different expressions, some are eager to try, others are excited. It's frowning and worrying.Such a scene not only did not make people feel lively, but instead had a sense of separation that was incompatible with the noise at the moment.

"But the excitement is theirs, I have nothing..."

Inexplicably recalling the words Shen Yirong said before, Luo Xiao lifted up the jacket that was draped over her shoulders, and suddenly felt the taste of loneliness.

Extroverts get energy from socializing, while introverts prefer to find a place they think is safe to store energy quietly, although the latter may not necessarily show bad words and resistance to communication-just as they are expressing themselves at this time. Luo Xiao walked towards Lu Zhenglin.

Probably because there were only trainees and staff in the backstage, except for the waiting room, the cameras installed outside had limited resolution. Lu Zhenglin's expression at this time was not as gentle and friendly as he had shown outside just now, and he seemed quite indifferent at first glance.

When he caught a glimpse of Luo Xiao, probably recalling the experience of the last collaboration stage, Lu Zhenglin stopped in his tracks and said hello: "Are you okay?"

I don't know why, it's just that I haven't seen each other for a few days, but after endlessly exhausting and repeatedly revising the lyrics and songs, which caused the sense of time to be stretched infinitely, and seeing Lu Zhenglin's face again, Luo Xiao felt strange.

Thinking about her words, after a while, Luo Xiao replied cautiously: "...It's still tolerable."

I don't know where the limit of Luo Xiao's "endurance" is. Lu Zhenglin wanted to ask more, but his extreme fatigue made him completely unable to arouse the strength to care further, so he only asked "what are you going out for" - he thought Luo Xiao is looking for someone.

"I want to find a place to stay by myself." Luo Xiao said honestly.

Lu Zhenglin stared at him for a while, his bloodshot eyes showed no emotion.After a while, he pointed behind him: "Go straight down this road, turn right, there is no one in the lounge at the end, if you want to spend a while, you can go there."

Luo Xiao thanked him, and according to what he said, after walking to the end and turning right, there was indeed an empty lounge, compared to other overcrowded places, it could be said to be an oasis in the desert——

Of course, because this is Wen Ji's lounge!

The terrifying scene of being stared at by Wen Ji with frowning eyes and meeting the mentor's eyes made Luo Xiao almost throw the cup out of his hand in fright.Luo Xiao also deliberately knocked on the door, and opened the door to go in after finding that there was no one there. He wanted to sit alone in the dark for a while, but he didn't even turn on the light.As a result, the door opened less than a minute after his butt was next to the sofa, and he was directly caught by the instructor.

"I, I really didn't know this was your lounge..." Luo Xiao was sweating profusely, even the nervousness of the upcoming performance could not be suppressed, "I, I..."

"Ah, it's okay." Wen Ji is easy to talk, compared to other more or less bad-tempered artists, his personality is easy-going, "If you want to get tired, there are blankets over there. Cover yourself."

Although you said so--

Who dares to cover it!

Well, if Lin Suyu is here, he probably dares.

Luo Xiao, as a counselor, wanted to run out at the fastest speed at this time, close the door intimately for the tutor, and then run to the other side of the earth at the speed of light, saying goodbye to Wen Ji forever.

Just when Luo Xiao was plastered with the words "Excuse me" and "Farewell" all over her body, she moved to the door in small steps, and was about to close the door softly, and then sprinted out with a [-]-meter sprint, Wen Ji suddenly asked Said: "Is your stage fright better now?"

Asked by the instructor, Luo Xiao naturally stopped and stood up straight, turned around and said honestly: "It's better, but I'm still quite scared."

Wen Ji still remembered that he had stage fright, which made Luo Xiao feel extremely embarrassed while being moved.

It must be the last time that Zhu Xuanzhen smashed the glass mirror, Lu Zhenglin pulled the curtains and finally adjusted the order of the stage to Wen Ji's ears. The program team of this kind of emergency must investigate the cause, and it all boils down to—isn't it him? Xiao provoked it!

Luo Xiao didn't dare to think deeply about what kind of impression this kind of strange event would leave on people. He could only wait for the lecture with a blank mind like a primary school student facing the dean, praying that Wen Ji would finish his question quickly and let him leave quickly.

Otherwise, he would always suspect that his embarrassment suddenly broke out, and he couldn't help but want to dig three feet to bury himself in it, and staged a hoarse cry.

Or how a live show holds itself together and pretends to be a big dick.

Wen Ji looked at the handsome young man in front of him who could be described as beautiful, and suddenly asked, "What do you think about this question of yourself...?"

What do you think?

What do you think?

How else could he see it?See with your eyes?Or look with your feet?

Not knowing what the tutor meant by asking this question, Luo Xiao racked his brains to answer it as reading comprehension.For reading comprehension, the Chinese teacher said it well, first of all, you have to look at the score of the question, and then guess how many points there are based on the score, and you have to figure out the intention of the person who made the question... No, there is no such thing at present. Practical value!

Help, this proposition is too difficult for him——!

I don't know where it will be a minefield!

Wen Ji waited patiently, and after a long time, he met the young Ai Ai who was blushing in front of him and said, "I... tell my own thoughts, is it okay? It's... a bit long, will it delay you too much? "

Wen Ji was stunned for a while, before he laughed and said, "Go ahead."

I am used to seeing slippery people who want to say nice things to please people but seem to use too much force in front of him. Although Luo Xiao's reaction seems clumsy, it may not be smart enough or even stupid in the eyes of others. To Wen Ji, it is better than those so-called The "smart guy" feels much more at ease.

Luo Xiao breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the instructor's nod.For a teenager who has refused to socialize normally for a long time, he can't think too much about the so-called "scene talk". Now that Wen Ji nodded, he stumbled and said: "I... I have been doubting all this time, I Is it really suitable to be an idol..."

If someone else was present at this time, such as Lu Zhenglin, he would probably have fainted.

How could such a "suicidal" declaration be published in such a stinging manner in front of the mentor!

What's the difference between saying "I don't want to go to work" in front of the boss and "I don't want to do my homework" in front of the teacher!

My friend, what you are facing is a senior senior who has worked hard as an idol for ten years and has reached the top level in this industry, who can be your mentor, not a counselor in a psychological counseling room!

Luo Xiao didn't realize that she was running all the way to suicide, and continued: "For an idol, the most basic thing is to meet the stage quality... If you can't even perform well on the stage, how can you be called an idol. But now, I can't sleep well all night and all night for the past few days. When I dream, I dream of the scene of a car accident when I was singing. I myself feel that my psychological quality is really bad..."

"However, all my fans have left me messages, saying that they are looking forward to my stage tonight, and there are people who come from other places to support me. I must fulfill my promise to them and perform well... But I don't know if I can rely on my promise to them every time to wear down the anxiety that I have produced during the period before going on stage..."

"Although it's really fun to be on stage, and it's also fun to be liked, but if an idol has to worry about running away because of too much pressure every time before going on stage, isn't that kind of person? Should be an idol..."

Probably because of Wen Ji's very gentle expression, Luo Xiao unknowingly said more than he expected. He rarely had the experience of communicating with his tutor in private. If the level is equal, it is too late to escape, so how dare you say a few more words.

Wen Ji thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Do you think that if an idol can't enjoy the stage, it's like a person without legs participating in a sprint competition? It's not suitable at all, and he should go home early to rest?"

Wen Ji's question was a bit harsh, so Luo Xiao's first reaction was an irrelevant "don't discriminate against the disabled", but after thinking about it, he finally nodded.

Although it is said that everyone has the right to pursue their dreams, a person who is easily shy, habitually avoids the camera, and has difficulty in communicating wants to become an idol shining in the spotlight. This is indeed very similar to Wen Ji's analogy.

Everyone applauded and encouraged everyone, saying that anyone who has a dream is great, but in fact, everyone knows in their hearts how difficult it is.

Those who are really cut are those who walk on the thorny road. The good and obedient words of cheering can only be used as spiritual food, but they cannot replace real bread.

Wen Ji asked again: "Which is more difficult, an idol who has stage fright but can overcome it with hard work, or an idol who suffers from depression?"

Luo Xiao straightened her back, and tried to make eye contact with her mentor: "It should be more difficult for people with depression... But, is there really someone who has depression and becomes an idol?"

"Yes." Wen Ji glanced at him and said slowly, "I am."