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Chapter 74: Dad

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    The matter of spinning drumsticks is indeed as the teacher said. As long as you succeed once, it will become smoother the second time and the third time Ning Feiyang doesn't even know how to move his hands, just let the drumsticks in his hands  Turned into a flower.

    But there¡¯s only one left.

    The teacher has demonstrated his skills.  Two hands, two drumsticks, can be rotated infinitely in the hands, just like a clown performing in a circus. It would be more like a unicycle underneath him.

    In order to consolidate her muscle memory, Ning Feiyang stared at her right hand spinning the drumsticks for the next half hour. When half an hour passed, she suddenly discovered that because her memory had been focused on the drumsticks, her father kept making noises in her mind.  The song actually didn¡¯t know when it stopped looping!

    After realizing this, Ning Feiyang was so excited that he quickly picked up the drumsticks and started practicing the rhythm and coordination of his hands and feet before it came out again to brainwash him. He also tried to turn the drumsticks during the interval part, but due to nervousness, he lost the drumsticks.  The hammer flew out and almost hit the girl next to him.

    She quickly apologized, ran over to pick up the drumstick, and then never tried again.

    After the morning class ended, Ning Feiyang moved her wrist to go to the cafeteria to eat. Only then did she realize that her right hand holding the spoon was shaking slightly and was a little weak. She probably had practiced too much drumstick spinning before.

    Frowning slightly, Ning Feiyang changed the spoon to his left hand, and stuffed his right hand under his thigh to press it.

    After all, her left hand was not as convenient as her right hand. Ning Feiyang ate very slowly. She needed to take a break after eating a few mouthfuls, and her attention was naturally distracted. With this distraction, she heard crying in the distance.

    Um?  At this point, who is crying in the cafeteria?

    Ning Feiyang turned his head curiously and found that there was a table of trainees in the corner, shrouded in sadness. There was a dinner plate in front of him, and he held up the cutlery in his hand, but he did not eat, but faced the plate.  Each one cried more sadly than the other. All the napkins on the table were used to wipe away tears, and there was a pile of used paper balls on the table.

    Ning Feiyang raised an eyebrow, wondering what was going on.

    "Why are they crying so sadly? Were they scolded by the teacher in class this morning?"

    Wu Qi, who was sitting next to her, turned his head and glanced, then shrugged indifferently, turned around again, took a sip of soup, and then said: "Maybe he felt that he was about to be eliminated, so he was sad."

    Ning Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered it was Monday, but soon she remembered that although today was Monday, the elimination would be next Monday. The voting channel had only been opened for two days, who could be sure that she would be eliminated next week?  Where are people?

    "Isn't it too early to be eliminated? Why are you crying now?"

    Wan Mengling appeared from nowhere with a dinner plate and sat opposite Ning Feiyang. He looked at the group of trainees in the corner with a speechless face and sneered: "I know why. I was sitting there just fine."  Eating there, crying made me lose my appetite at all, and I felt really sick.¡±

    Wu Qi raised his head: "Why?"

    "There was a girl, the one with blond hair, yes, that's her. She said proudly that her father called everyone in the company to vote for her. The first thing he did after clocking in every day was to vote for her. Not voting didn't count.  Attendance was measured, so a little sister was curious about how many votes she could have."

    Wu Qi twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "What next?"

    ¡°Then a girl brought a tablet from the practice room and logged into the voting interface to see the voting status.¡±

    Ning Feiyang frowned: "I remember that in order to prevent malicious competition from causing vote fraud, the program team stipulated that the number of votes cannot be checked at the front desk?"

    "Yes, indeed not. But" Wan Mengling looked around, moved closer, and lowered his voice and said, "Someone summed up a pattern from the first voting data, saying that although the front desk did not display the total number of votes,  , but the number of votes is related to the number of personal video views of our theme song. The higher the number of votes, the greater the number of views, which is directly added to the number of views. At this stage, there are very few people who click on the personal video of the theme song.  Less, as long as the current playback volume is subtracted from the playback volume before the second voting channel is opened, it will basically equal the number of votes."

    "Huh? Is there still such a thing?"

    Wu Qi and Ning Feiyang looked at each other and saw suspicion in each other's eyes.

    It¡¯s not like the program team can¡¯t see the voting data backstage, so is it interesting to spend this time doing small tricks in the frontstage?

    Wan Mengling¡¯s voice became even softer: ¡°Aren¡¯t Lin Xinyi and Yin Ge¡¯s fan groups organized to swipe votes? Someone among them opened a small account and sneaked into these swipe-swiping groups, and found that all the fans were using thisA lot.

    There are so many moths without debut. If you have made a variety of means?

    Ning Feiyang suddenly wanted to find someone to share this matter with, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find anyone to share it with.

    Those good friends in the past can't say it, because they are not in the industry, and bad news may spread; the people on the program team can't say it, because if they say it, they might think she is mentally ill; the editor in Jinjiang and her  Not to mention the agents in name only, they can probably only make a tree hole and have no practical effect at all; as for her parents, she doesn¡¯t want them to worry

    As she thought about it, a candidate gradually became clear in her mind.

    Ning Feiyang raised his hands to cover his face.

    Why the hell do you think of Wei Shichang

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    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­But thinking about it carefully, it seems that indeed¡­ Wei Shichang is the only one she can find¡­

    Facing Wu Qi¡¯s curious eyes, Ning Feiyang laughed dryly, pulled out a few pieces of toilet paper, grabbed his cell phone and got into the toilet to think about life.

    First of all, Wei Shichang is the boss of Cherry Entertainment, and he is often in the entertainment news, so he is half an insider; secondly, as the big boss, he will not have the time to gossip and gossip; finally, he is her loyal reader, and he was with her before he fell off the horse.  She also had a lot of fun chatting.

    But the problem now is that the situation between the two of them is a bit strange, and Wei Shichang has made it clear that he will not contact her during this period unless he wants to understand.

    ¡°Then she took the initiative to contact him about this matter. Wouldn¡¯t it appear that she was impatient?  It was as if she had deliberately made an excuse to talk to him.

    Standing in the toilet and scratching his hair helplessly, Ning Feiyang's thoughts went into a dead end. He even forgot what he wanted to contact Wei Shichang for, and was stuck between the two options of "contact actively" and "do not contact".  Rocking back and forth.

    After hesitating for about ten minutes, Ning Feiyang sighed and raised his hand to open Weibo, ready to see what Wei Bangchui was doing recently. However, as soon as he opened it, he was startled by the crazy message notifications that popped up.

    Fortunately, the feng shui of the toilet is different, so the app did not crash due to this wave of notifications. It only flashed a few times and you can browse it smoothly.

    Ning Feiyang opened the notifications curiously and found that the recent Aite basically originated from a Weibo.

    ¡¾Drama version of Luanyun Organizer: On this festive day, our cutest official blogger is born!  @jinjiang-Ningxixi thanks dad, @xiangyang film and television thanks mom!  [Happy birthday][Happy birthday][Happy birthday]]

    Attached are three purely typesetting promotional posters for Luan Yun Mechanic, as well as a photo of Ning Feiyang and the staff of Xiang Yang Film and Television when he signed the contract.

    The posting time of this Weibo is 8 o'clock in the morning, and the time card is very accurate. So far in the morning, the number of likes and comments has exceeded five digits, and when you click on it, most of them are active fans.

    The focus of everyone's discussion in the comment area is basically "Why does Mr. Guanbo call Ning Feiyang's father and Xiang Yang Film and Television's mother?"

    Judging from the group photo, Ning Feiyang is female, and the staff member of Xiangyang Film and Television is male. However, the titles of both sides are reversed.

    But some people think this title is very appropriate.

    [What Ning Feiyang provides is IP, which is equivalent to a sperm/child. It is Xiangyang Film and Television who incubates it into film and television works. The process is like pregnancy. Looking at it this way, it is clear who is the father and who is the mother.  [doge][doge][doge]¡¿

    This post has 341 likes, ranking third.

    ¡¾dad!  @ Jinjiang-Ningxixi [Innocent][Innocent][Innocent]]

    This post has 156 likes, and the comments in the building are all called "Dad". The formation is very neat.

    ¡¾Mother!  @ΰShichangv [Innocent][Innocent][Innocent]]

    This post has 154 likes. There are people lining up in the building to call mom, and they are wearing different numbers of dog heads. It looks particularly magical.

    Ning Feiyang: ""

    ????????????? It seems that I can¡¯t get over my father¡¯s problem today.

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    I haven¡¯t calculated how much I owe, anyway, no matter how much I owe, it will be paid tomorrow

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