Entertainment: Top players who started out as trainees

Chapter 162 Can you help me Photoshop it? It’s so ugly.

To be honest, Ning Luo was a little confused and panicked. For a moment, he didn't know whether to go in or back out.

The last time he faced this kind of dilemma was when he first played games with Zhang Ruonan and Zhang Ruonan was crying for her parents.

What annoys him most is girls crying.

Even if Zhang Ruonan cried in front of him, he would give her two electric shocks.

The exception is when doing partner yoga.

But no matter how to say it, the other party is his future junior sister, and it doesn't seem appropriate to just ignore her.

It's really annoying.

After complaining in his heart, Ning Luo replied to Teacher Cheng with the message "The program team has an emergency meeting, let's talk in the evening", then put away his phone and slowly walked up the stairs.

Following his steps, Ning Luo clearly saw that Yang Chaoyue tightened her arms around her knees and moved her toes inward.

Seeing this, Ning Luo couldn't help but pause, rolled his eyes, and simply stopped moving forward and turned around to sit down.

The two people sat facing each other, one above and one below, one on the left and one on the right.

Instead of trying to comfort the girl who was crying for some unknown reason, Ning Luo just took out his cell phone again, turned on the silent mode of the Landlord game, and started playing by himself.

no way.

Even a genius like him has things he is not good at.

He knows how to make a girl cry, but he doesn't know how to stop her from crying.

He had tried before, but every time Zhang Ruonan would cry even harder.

Moreover, it was obvious that the other party did not want him to get close to her, and most likely did not need his hypocritical comfort.

The stairwell returned to silence, with only the occasional sound of sniffing.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Chaoyue, who had cried enough, quietly pulled up the hem of her clothes, wiped the tears from her face, raised her head slightly, and looked to the side below Ning Luo, who was lowering her head and not saying a word.

When Yang Chaoyue saw a large plane flying on the screen of the mobile phone in Ning Luo's hand, for some reason, she felt sad and the tears that had stopped flowing a long time ago began to flow again.

Damn guy!
When the other person was so sad, it would have been fine if he didn't say a word of comfort, but he was actually hiding aside playing cards!
Are you still a human being?!
Yang Chaoyue became angrier the more she thought about it. She just opened her mouth and made a "wuuuu" sound. She buried her head between her knees again and started sobbing.

But you know what, her sudden "woo" sound really scared Ning Luo. He turned his head unconsciously to look at the shaking bun, and his little hands also shook, and he directly performed the magical operation of "three 2s with a little king".

The player below him said no, but the player above him gave him a comment that “you played your cards very well”.

Looking at the remaining 2 and a king in his hand, Ning Luo's mouth twitched violently.

So, when a woman cries, it’s the most troublesome thing!
After losing all the 4,000 happy beans given out every day, Ning Luo put away his phone, looked up at the bun-haired girl who had stopped sobbing at some point, and took out half a pack of tissues from his pocket and threw them at her.

After a burst of nose blowing that made people frown, Ning Luo tried his best to suppress the urge to complain in his heart, and asked in a calm tone: "Tell me, what happened that made you cry like this."

After a long while, a reply came from the side with a nasal tone, but inexplicably cute.

"Nothing, just too tired."

You are really fragile then.

Ning Luo couldn't help but curl her lips: "Let me guess, it's because my dancing and singing skills are too bad, no matter how much I practice, I can't keep up with the rhythm of my teammates, so I feel a little anxious?"

"Or is it because you know your own strength doesn't match the third place, so the psychological pressure is too great?"

"You were still being ostracized by other trainees, and they even treated you badly in front of you, which embarrassed you, but you didn't know how to respond?"

"Or did my laughter upset you during the rehearsal this morning?"

"still.."

"Hey! Are you done yet?"

Yang Chaoyue, who couldn't bear to listen any longer, interrupted Ning Luo's violent outburst and glared at him with grievance and resentment.

How on earth could this guy speak in such a calm tone and yet every word he said hit her right in the heart?

Seeing the other person's pitiful appearance, Ning Luo didn't feel much in his heart, but just calmly stated a fact. "You already know that you will definitely debut."

"..."

Looking at the girl whose momentum suddenly weakened and who bit her lower lip lightly, Ning Luo shrugged slightly.

"So, what else is bothering you?"

"..."

"In fact, when I came here to record the show, my boss, Long Danny, who will also be your boss for the next two years, specifically asked me to take good care of you."

"If I had been treated as well as you were, I would have smiled to my heart's content."

"..."

"Also, based on my experience, after you debut, most of the current trainees will hardly have the chance to come into contact with you again."

"Because their level is so different from yours, they have almost no hope of catching up with you in the artist track."

"Besides, you may earn more money in a year than they earn in their entire lives."

Looking at the little girl who was staring at him blankly, Ning Luo asked the same question again.

"So, what else is bothering you?"

Ning Luo did not try to comfort her or persuade her to be more open-minded and generous. He just told her everything that had happened to him.

The fact is, she is a winner.

She also knew she was a winner.

But perhaps because she won too easily and smoothly, she is still immersed in the depressing atmosphere of the talent show and has not yet clearly realized what this victory represents.

What Ning Luo did was to help her realize this.

Yang Chaoyue felt a little confused. She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

She had never considered what Ning Luo said before. Her mind was full of thoughts about how to grab the spotlight, how to catch up with others, and how to get scolded less.

Even after she signed a supplementary agreement with Long Danny at the company's request and guessed that she would most likely make her debut, those were still the things she was thinking about.

But now that Ning Luo pointed it out directly, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have done a lot of stupid and useless work.

but. .

She still didn't know what to do.

Carefully glancing at Ning Luo who looked helpless, Yang Chaoyue asked in a low voice: "Did you also know in advance that you would debut? How did you do it?"

"I?"

Ning Luo raised his eyes and thought for a moment: "After I was sure that I would definitely debut, I thought about how to step down the trainees ranked above me."

"After I confirmed that I would debut as the center, I thought about how to attract more fans and prepare for my actual debut."

"..."

Yang Chaoyue opened her mouth slightly and looked at Ning Luo with confusion in her big round eyes.

So, should she now try to compete with Wu Xuanyi and Meng Meiqi for the C position?

But what can she use to grab it?
Compared to the other two, her only advantage is that her vagina is a little bigger.

Ning Luo resisted the urge to roll her eyes, took out her cell phone, turned on the camera, took a picture of the pitiful child's face, and then put the photo in front of her.

"It's time to eat, drink, play, laugh, sing and dance, learn if you can, if you can't, just put on this face for the camera!"

"..."

Yang Chaoyue pursed her lips in grievance, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously asked: "Can you help me Photoshop it? It's so ugly."

(End of this chapter)