Chapter 436: Send-off by Fans

What about Song Wenye?

Compared to the hard-working contestants, Song Wenye’s dreams were lame and not worth mentioning.

She had the feeling that she was just goofing around among the group of dream-chasers.

Shen Xi knew who Song Wenye was talking about. They were the company’s newly signed artists who were ready to dominate National Idol and acquire the final few spots to make their debut. Shen Xi kept quiet and let Song Wenye pour out her feelings.

Song Wenye rambled on aimlessly, just letting everything out. In the end, she concluded, “I don’t want to hold people back.”

She had always marched to the beat of her drum, conforming to her whim. Shen Xi’s suggestion in the past led Song Wenye to say yes to join showbiz in the spur of the moment.

Song Wenye’s worst fear was to become the dead weight in the journey to move forth.

“You haven’t even debuted and whether or not you’re able to debut is another question. You’re getting way ahead of yourself here.” Shen Xi could roll her eyes. Understanding where Song Wenye was coming from, she offered comfort. “Nobody’s dream is better than another. Regardless of the end goal, we just need to work towards it. No one will mock you for it.”

She heard from Qi Xiu that since day one, the new girls would use every opportunity possible to work on their dance moves without being told to. The supervisor had to tell them to go home and rest.

For the slacker Song Wenye to stack herself up against these busy bees, she must have taken quite the blow. Nevertheless, this was a good thing. It was a sign to wake up and get out there!

There was no question about what Song Wenye was capable of, but the key was whether she was willing to put in the work. With that idle attitude of hers, she would soon fall far behind the earnest group.

“They’d laugh at me.” Song Wenye was a people person. Having known the agency’s new artists for about two weeks, she had gotten close to the girls who were to debut with her as a team.

The similar age and temperament between the girls brought them together to start a group chat. When asked about their ambition in the chat, Song Wenye thought for long but did not have the guts to mention that going into showbiz was all to be close to her idols. It just did not feel like the right thing to say.

“You’d only find out if you let them know.” Shen Xi was blunt.

Song Wenye quickly shook her head. She nervously added, “I can’t do it.”

Shen Xi extended her arm and ordered, “Give me your phone.”

Song Wenye was hesitant, but the encouraging look on Shen Xi’s face gave her a little bit of courage to hand over her phone. She apprehensively waited for their answer.

Shen Xi scrolled through the chat log, knowing there was nothing confidential in it. She noticed the topic ended on the question asking Song Wenye the reason she wanted to go into showbiz but later moved towards the girls going into practice and urging Song Wenye to do well in her studies.

The youngest among the rookies was not Song Wenye, but Tong Kejun. Having just hit 17 years old, Tong Kejun was younger than Song Wenye by a few months. Nevertheless, she had been a trainee in Country H for three years straight out of junior high.

The remaining three were older than Song Wenye, the oldest being Ji Jingyan at 19 while both Liu Qianyu and Guan Rou just reached the legal age.

Shen Xi went straight to send the message.

[Song Wenye: I want to be near my idols. Qi Xiu and Fu Qingye are my idols, and I hope that I can one day stand on the same stage as them.]

The girl probably had not started their practice as it did not take long before they replied to her.

Guan Rou was most positive and zestful. [Guan Rou: Lil’ Ye, you have the greatest dream. I wouldn’t dare dream of meeting Mr. Fu the Movie Star. You’re my idol. You’re the best!”

Liu Qianyu was frank. [Liu Qianyu: Isn’t Mr. Qi around every day to give us pointers?]

Tong Kejun was the most level-headed. [Tong Kejun: You can do it!]

[Ji Qingyan: Let’s strive together. I believe you can do it.]

Shen Xi showed the phone to Song Wenye. “Did you see anyone making fun of you?”

Song Wenye sniffed at the girls’ responses. Overjoyed, she replied. [Let’s do it. (fistbump.jpg)]

Shen Xi was a good judge of character. She selected feisty personalities who complemented each other and of course, not the mean and ill-natured kind. These girls with their eyes on their ambition were considerate and respectful to others.

After learning that the girls were starting practice following the arrival of their dance teacher, Song Wenye sent a message that she was coming too. She stood up. “Xixi, I’m heading to the company to work on my dance.”

Shen Xi acknowledged and watched her leave.

By how things were progressing this year, Song Wenye would not have time to catch up on her cultural studies if she were to participate in National Idol. With those horrible academic results, Song Wenye would not see much improvement without months of intensive study and that was considering how smart she was.

Shen Xi would not count on her National College Entrance Examination grades this year. However, she had instructed the relevant department to inform the girls involved in National Idol that they were to take the exam together next year.

This was a competitive society after all. Even in the line of entertainment, they needed degrees. A positive role model with high academic achievements, good looks, and willingness to strive was guaranteed to draw fans wherever they went.

The promotion for National Idol was quite in place.

After the whole fiasco at No. 4 High School, the Su siblings’ fans turned against them, apart from a handful of diehard fans.

These fans-turned-haters did a U-turn and began to support Song Wenye in a bid to troll and stick it to the Su sibling. Having heard that Song Wenye was about to leave school to join the shooting, they organized a proper send-off.

The group established a fan club for Song Wenye and contacted Chu Ying to finalize the plan behind Song Wenye’s back. It was a surprise for her.

It was during the second period on Friday morning, the 9th of April.

Fans, haters, and students who wanted to get back at the Su siblings gathered at the building of the senior year students to put up cheer posters, signs, and banners. They had work divided and done in an orderly manner.

Students from the Top Class had just finished their period after the teacher dragged the lesson on. No one had left their classroom at this point.

Having just returned to class, Yu Qiubai fixed his foxy eyes on Su Ruowan and smiled. “Su Ruowan, your fans seemed to be organizing a send-off for you downstairs. There are quite a lot of people. Do you want to go and take a look?”

Su Ruowan was taken aback by his words.

Quick on her feet, Chen Bingbing called their girlfriends and dragged Su Ruowan out excitedly.

She knew that it was no big deal, at least the incident did not call for fans to turn into haters. There was nothing wrong with having several accounts since everyone had a few themselves.

Su Ruowan’s eyes alighted with joy. Straightening her back in pride and confidence, she went along to check it out.

She knew it. Her fans would not ditch her just because she posted a few articles and owned several accounts.