Chapter 25.2

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the SPF New Year party.

Due to the delayed flight, Bo Jue arrived at the company at 4 p.m. and met them at the dressing room.

The trainees didn’t have to walk on the red carpet, but Bo Jue and Xie Lianyun had cooperated with SPF several times before. This time, they were temporarily invited as guests and had to receive an award later.

Several people were divided into two groups. One group had to wear Western-style suits and shoes, and the other group had to wear the dinner party clothes. There was no need to pay special attention to it.

Xie Lianyun usually dressed up as an otaku with glasses, a wine red tie and a silver suit. When he stood in the crowd, he instantly became the indifferent and difficult genius.

Bo Jue was chatting non-stop, and his waist long hair fell vertically, making him look gorgeous and low-key like a black swan. He looked like a celebrity.

The group of trainees went to the side first and then entered the place. When a qianbei passed by, they asked questions from time to time.

Chi Ji was easily nervous when he had to face this kind of social occasion. He shrinked next to Huoren the whole time.

They had no specific identity now, they were just sitting in the center, which was not worth mentioning compared with the guests tonight.

In addition to the 20 new trainees, the trainees from different branches at different stages were also coming in one after another by their managers and sat down. Dozens of young girls and young boys in their twenties occupied the second half of the row one after another. The stage began to check and confirm the lighting and sound.

Huoren hadn’t participated in the annual meeting at this level before. In fact, he was a little nervous.

There were several trainees nearby who gathered together to chat after seeing their managers leave, but couldn’t keep their voices down because they were excited.

“Do you think big stars will come before the SPF seniors?”

“No way… with that status.”

“I heard that God Mei will also come!”

“Have you heard about the son…”

The big screen finally lit up and the red carpet officially began.

Multiple cameras synchronously filmed the red carpet process from multiple angles. The invited fans on both sides of the road raised their hands and were about to cry.

“Now, the 2009-2010 SPF inter annual meeting will officially begin-“

Reporters and photographers took photos crazily carrying the lens, and artists walked by slowly.

The appearance sequence was arranged according to the class positions, which wouldn’t neglect the popular artists, but also seize the opportunity to the new idols.

Huoren and his companions raised their heads and looked at the strange faces on the screen. They didn’t recognize too many people for a while.

Among dozens of artists, those who have really been popular and those who have been popular were the top ones. When signing on the background board, they will also choose the position on the edge.

Huoren paid attention to each of their names and representative works, and could match some of them with the company’s publicity posters.

The screen did change people, so almost everyone’s figure was managed to a strict degree, and the lens also made their faces as small as a fist.

“Here is the special guest-“

Bo Jue came to the red carpet without any expression. Unexpectedly, many fans of the piano screamed and cheered.

“Ah, it’s Bo Jue. He’s so thin and handsome. I’m dead. I’m dead!!!”

“He looked at me, he looked at me, my God, my God!!!”

When he walked, his long hair raised slightly, his eyebrows were like sandalwood, his lips were light red, and he had a handsome oriental beauty.

After the host introduced him, a lady dressed in etiquette bent down and handed over the pen.

He signed in fluent English in the middle right, quite beautifully.

When Xie Lianyun appeared again, many people in the venue looked up carefully.

They didn’t quite understand the meaning of those piano awards, but they understood how valuable the two words ‘Xie Lianyun’ were.

“He is the genius of writing lyrics…” a trainee in the front row muttered, “He is younger than me and even more talented. How can people like that exist…”

“People are not generally talented.” The person next to him corrected: “If someone wants to ask him to write a song they have to wake up from their dream, you know.”

Huoren was still taking a pencil to change the music staff according to the notes written by Xie Lianyun, and almost drew a wrong rest.

Longjia covered his mouth and laughed: “I didn’t see it.”

Twelve special guests came, all top figures from all types.

After all the artists and guests had finished the red carpet and signed their names, the host turned around the conversation and raised his voice: “Let’s warmly welcome tonight’s mysterious guests – Mei Heng, Mei Shengyao!”

Both inside and outside venue exploded at the same time.

What the fuck!! Is God Mei really here?!!

And the son too!!

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Generally speaking, reaching a godly level like Mei Heng and meeting them was very diffcult.

Although there were at least four concerts a year and performances abroad, the parties attended were basically at the level of the Golden Melody Award. There was really no need to come to a party within the company.

Mei Heng was one of the biggest stars tonight. He not only came by himself, but also brought out his son who had been protected to not be exposed for a long time. It was enough to make it up to the recent hot news.

Before the host finished his two sentences, the people inside the meeting hall began to talk one after another, and as the ones outside were surprised, their noises continued.

Huoren remembered the interview he had seen before, and now he subconsciously looked up at him.

Mei Heng and his appearance in TV interviews a few years ago had not changed at all. He even looked younger.

He greeted the crowd politely, holding a boy with light blond curly hair in his left hand.

The boy was only twelve years old. His face was very similar to him. His expression was calm and alienated. He only gave a look to the camera when signing his signature.

…he felt very distant.

Bo Jue’s expressionless face when walking on the red carpet was because he was nervous. Xie Lianyun had trouble dealing with nervousness so he had a cold expression.

But Mei Shengyao’s expression didn’t look fake at all.

Huoren looked at the 12 year old boy while Longjia touched his arm gently.

“Houohuo,” he whispered, “don’t you think the child is a little depressed?”

Huoren was also reading his micro expression: “He seems a little… Unhappy?”

“It’s strange. Mei Shen looks like a very gentle person and he wouldn’t be bad to his children. If the child didn’t want to come, there was no need to force him”.

Was it for something else that had nothing to do with today’s party?

It was eight o’clock in the evening, and when the Mei family and their son entered one after another, the applause also continued.

They sat in the front row of the special guests, and they looked like two blurred dots.

Subsequently, the senior manager of the company went to the stage to speak one after another, seriously introduced the operation of the company this year, put out detailed data, explained the recent trends and opportunities, and looked forward to planning the broad direction of new fields and new businesses next year.

Huoren liked such an occasion very much.

He didn’t have much interest in being close to celebrities, but he liked to be treated equally as an adult.

Signing a working contract and attending the company’s annual meeting could give him a lot of security from being a student to an adult who can be independently responsible for himself.

It was like regaining control of your own destiny.

During the speech, it was also talked about the planning of the Corona project.

Obviously, many people had long received internal information and turned their attention to the son of the God sitting in the front row.

The camera also turned to him.

Mei Shengyao glanced at the crowd.

The boy’s face was exquisite and handsome. At first glance, he was a typical example of being rewarded by God.

Huoren didn’t imagine that he might become teammates with people of this status, and he couldn’t imagine how they would coexist in the future.

Everything was a strange blank.

After the performance report and future outlook were completed, the annual meeting turned to awards and performances.

New, old artists and gold medal brokers took the stage one after another, interspersed with large and small stage performances, and the atmosphere became more and more natural and relaxed.

The flash of the media under the stage never stopped. In order to capture a good angle, many reporters didn’t hesitate to kneel under the stage and chase the artists quickly with their cameras.

Huoren was still grasping the time to change the staff. Chi Ji listened to the music, hummed along, and occasionally ate two small biscuits on the table.

Those numbers of millions and billions were temporarily far away from him, but everything told while looking forward to the future sounded bright and hopeful.

Huoren wrote that he would look up at the strangers who sang and danced intensely. He rubbed his eyes and continued to decide whether to give flowers or not to make some effect.

At twelve o’clock, two messages came one after another.

Chen Xiaoyan: Happy New Year! I wish you all the best and happiness every day, the new year is getting better and betterxd

Aunt Lu: Happy new year, Huo. Aunt hopes that you pay attention to your health. You have to protect yourself from injuries when you work hard. Everything is fine here. Don’t worry.

Huoren lowered his head and looked at the mobile phone screen while the lights were changing. He sent them a happy new year message back.

The mobile phone had word suggestions, so he pressed word by word and watched the message for a long time before sending it to them.

It seemed to be the only warm heart that could be given.

The last fifteen days suddenly seemed like the last sprint before the high school entrance examination.

Everyone practiced dancing and singing like crazy. They ran like it was a race on the treadmill in the gym and sang songs until their lungs couldn’t handle it anymore. They abused their vital capacity to the limit every day. At night, they were so tired that they wanted to crawl to the dormitory with both limbs.

The group performance was actually almost the same, and the next dance was a daily review and confirmation of the positions.

There were nineteen people, more or less. In the case of temporary groups, they and others constantly understood that the essence was to do it well along with their dance partners.

Wei Jie took them to practice every day. Finally, he photographed them with a video recorder, printed a few frames, and marked the positions that were not neat enough with red lines, so that those who were behind schedule could practice overtime.

On January 10th, the order of the last screening was announced again.

There were now only two rooms available.

Huoren still ranked first and went to 603.

There were still five days before the final report, which was obviously for the final examination and confirmation.

Huoren was a little afraid of Uncle Jiang out of instinct. He took a deep breath three times before entering the room, controlled his expression and knocked on the door.

When the small door opened, Pei Ruye looked up.

They looked at each other for a second, much like the moment of the night in the parking lot.

The man was wearing an oversize white sweater, and he had a rose-gold half moon-curved earring. He was sitting very relaxed.

“Here you are.”

Huoren held his strength, and the spirit in his eyes flashed by.

“I said that” The boy looked directly at him. “I’ll prove it to you.”

Pei Ruye didn’t have the repressive feeling that Uncle Jiang had.

He was at ease, with a smile on his lips.

“Sit down first.”

Huoren had seen this teacher only a limited number of times in the last two months.

Pei Ruye was a very mysterious existence of SPF. Although he came a few times from time to time, he mostly was just mentioned by the teaching assistants who only praised him.

He didn’t teach students, just groups. He could play with his mobile phone all morning in class, but it seems that he was already giving a great gift to others.

When Huoren sat down, the plan he had planned in his mind was in a mess.

He thought about the last conversation he had with Uncle Jiang. He thought clearly in advance how to deal with him whether he looked angry or smiling.

But now sitting opposite him was Pei Ruye.

The man turned his pen twice, looked up at him and smiled.

“Is strawberry cake delicious?”

Huoren was silent for a few seconds: “…Hmm.”

“How about 《spring awakening》?”

Huoren knew that the trainee’s itinerary needed to be reported to the company, and bowed his head.

“It’s good.”

Pei Ruye also turned his pen and looked at him: “You’re nervous.”

Huoren thought it would be better to talk to Uncle Jiang and said, “I am.”

“Actually, this conversation is the same for all trainees.” Pei Ruye grabbed a contract from the bookshelf next to him and pushed it in front of him: “if you enter Corona in the future, this contract is the first thing you have to face.”

Huoren took the contract and read it all at the fastest speed.

The terms were clear, the division of interests was clear, and the risks and privileges were very detailed.

He looked up at Pei Ruye and said, “This is not just about the contract.”

The man looked at him with his chin up, and his voice was slow and calm.

“It’s more than that. The last meeting is between uncle Jiang and me to explain to you the sacrifices that must be taken if you want to do this. This is also the last lesson that SPF will give you at this stage.”

The twenty people here are already the best and outstanding trainees of this year.

Even if Huoren couldn’t get into Corona, he was fully qualified to participate in other star making projects and get a debut place.

The company attached great importance to Corona’s building plan and strived to be cautious and comprehensive in all ways.

Sending Uncle Jiang and Pei Ruye to interview in person showed sincerity.

Huoren’s pupil contracted, looked into his eyes and repeated: “… Sacrifice?”

The word made him subconsciously uncomfortable.

Pei Ruye nodded slowly, and his voice and posture changed to a serious one.

“What we want to talk about now is the long-term and uninterrupted sacrifice in the future.”

“Huoren, you chose Corona, which is the work of Uncle Jiang Shuhe and SPF for a whole decade. It’s not any small group that follows the trend, not a casual and free idol group. You and five other people in Corona will share the sacrifice of life and death with this group. Once this decision is made, there will never be a way back.”

He sat before him like a lamplighter at a crossroads.

“Eat, sleep, privacy.

Love, emotion, words.

Health, space, desire

Contracts cannot bind everything stated.

All will be sacrificed to endless fame and wealth.”

The man put his fingers against his lips, his eyes were penetrating and compassionate.

“Huoren, now you have the right to leave for the last time.”