The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

An Jing had thought countless times that if she were a trainee in this company, she might not have to live in such a passive way. For this reason, she could put in ten times and a hundred times more effort than she does now.

"However, the notice said... trainees or artists who have signed contracts with other companies are not allowed to interview." The girl who spoke looked at An Jing cautiously.

"What's the matter." A trainee from the same company as An Jing interjected, "How will you know if you don't try, maybe you can be so good that people are willing to pay liquidated damages and accept it, right, An Jing."

An Jing doesn't have time to talk to people she doesn't know well, but her words are worth thinking about.

In the case of AW, he must be able to pay her liquidated damages.

"Sister... Cousin sent a lot of messages." An Yang, who was sitting on the stool and fiddling with An Jing's mobile phone, raised his head, shrank his neck and handed the mobile phone in front of her.

"Well, sister understands, sit here for a while now, don't run around, and ask the teacher to accompany you when you have something to go out." An Jing only said such a long word when facing Anyang. After telling her sister, she Turn around and follow the big team to the selection classroom.

While queuing up outside to fill out the form, the trainee from the same company touched me again.

"An Jing, I have something to go back home early, can you change the order with me?"

An Jing finished filling out the form before putting down her pen and staring at her. She didn't know this trainee very well, and she only talked to the trainee a few times during the same period of signing. She didn't really mind changing the order, but she didn't think it would be of no benefit either. Sometimes, I have to help an unfamiliar contemporaneous.

"Really, I beg you, I've asked them to refuse other people, but you are different, you dance so well, you can definitely be selected in the morning and evening." The girl rubbed her hands together Hand, "I have inquired for you, the artist director of AW will stay here until the end, and changing positions with me will definitely not affect you."

An Jing didn't say anything, but the staff who shouted came out first, "Which of you two is next?"

"Me!" The girl quickly raised her hand, and then took the sign that An Jing led and squeezed in through the crack of the door.

An Jing looked at the number plate that was stuffed into her hand by a gun, and finally understood why girls were rejected by so many people.

A total of less than two hundred people lined up, and the number in her hand was 158.

"Be careful, don't be too nervous, I don't dare to move even if I'm stared at by the people inside." The girl who came out just now was so nervous that her teeth chattered, her eyes were red, "The director looks young, but her eyes It was so scary, I was so scared that I made two wrong moves."

Soon someone came up to comfort her. An Jing sat on the sidelines and watched with cold eyes. Since she is going to be on stage, she must be fully prepared, and a good mental state is also part of her strength.

After waiting for only 5 minutes, seven or eight people came out intermittently. The average time for one person to dance was less than 1 minute. I guess the people inside were impatient.

Calculating the time, An Jing felt that it was her turn to pay back an hour. She worried that An Yang would not be safe in the classroom alone, so she stood up and returned to the classroom just now.

In the empty classroom, only the lights in the last row were turned on. All the people who came to the class lost their mind to practice after such a commotion.

An Jing walked over and turned on all the lights, and said to An Yang who was reading with gusto, "It's so dark, it's not good for your eyes."

"I know, sister." Anyang has developed a good habit since she was a child, and she can't waste water and electricity, so she just turned off the extra lights when she waited for someone to go out, "Have you finished your interview?"

"No, I'm at the back." An Jing took off her down jacket, revealing the short sleeves inside and her two white arms that passed the wall.

"I'll catch a cold, sister." An Yang raised her little feet and imitated An Jing's tone of speaking, but she said it as if she was acting like a baby.

"I won't be cold after I exercise." An Jing doesn't look like she has much flesh, and her skin is so pale that it's sickly. In fact, she is not fragile at all. Even under the intensive training-part-time job-learning painting tour, Her physical fitness is higher than most girls.

Since there was an extra hour of preparation out of thin air, An Jing didn't intend to just wait like this.

In the player, I found the songs of the AW girl group group Dahong, and chose a song that I can dance to start practicing.

Squatting down and putting the phone in front of her to start recording, this is a habit formed by An Jing's practice, which is very helpful in correcting her expression and gaze during exercise.

Standing in the middle of the mirror with two straight and slender legs, An Jing raised her head slightly and stretched her body, posing in a ready pose. At this moment, the empty dance studio seemed to be a stage specially prepared for her, and the lights cast a light on An Jing's skin. The aperture makes her look like an unreal existence.

The moment the music started, her calm eyes suddenly changed. With the slender eyelashes raised, those eyes were filled with a charming look that no one else had seen before. It was different from the coquettish beauty written in the book, but A unique style of softness and toughness, if someone passes by, they will definitely stop and take a closer look.

And this dancing posture is poisonous with thorns, and it becomes the dancer's bag at a glance, and it will be unforgettable after being pricked by her poisonous thorns.

The seemingly clean and neat movements are actually extremely tense. With the dancing of the body, An Jing's long hair draped behind her head is also waving gracefully in the air. This may be what the circle said, it will Dancing people can even dance beautifully with their hair.