"Clap, clap, clap... Wrap it up, great job, everyone, thank you for your hard work."
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Shen Zhou, a famous entertainnt company in Korea, is undoubtedly one of the giants, producing countless globally recognized artists and idol groups, and continues to churn them out relentlessly.
It’s a ruthless star-making machine.
In the best practice room.
The chief stage designer clapped his hands, marking the successful completion of a seven-hour rehearsal.
When the explosive, rhythmic music ca to a halt, the main characters of the rehearsal almost unanimously plopped down breathlessly on the floor.
"Ah, finally it’s over."
A handso blond young man propped himself up and took a deep breath with his head tilted back.
He’s not Caucasian; he’s Korean, with dyed hair.
"What’s there to be happy about, we have to keep going tomorrow."
The partner next to him gasped as he dashed the excitent.
"Ah, seriously."
The blond hunk moaned.
"Alright, with such good results, it’s worth the effort."
Liu Junxiang encouraged, also drenched in sweat.
Exactly.
The six guys sprawled exhausted on the ground had distinctive hairstyles, colorful and varied, just like Korea’s popular boy band, FOX.
Six people, six types, six styles—cold, soft, delicate, rebellious... but without exception, they’re typical South Korean flower boys.
"Zhu Xuan xi, are you okay?"
Team leader Park Taeyang expressed concern for the guest perforr; he was the cool-headed mber with makeup in the high-cold style and thick eyeliner.
Not far away, Jin Zhuxuan, resting cross-legged, clapped her hands and gave a smile as a response.
Participating in a stage isn’t as simple as going up and singing a couple of songs; rehearsals are a must.
Her hair was completely soaked, sticking to her milk-colored skin.
Luxury is easy to get used to, but frugality is hard.
Even though she debuted as a trainee and experienced such intense honing, she spent two years in Shen Zhou, living a very "comfortable" life.
Even during the hardest tis in Shen Zhou, it was much more relaxed than in Korea.
Let a sportsman rest for two years, then return to training, how can they endure it right away?
Her ability to persist through the entire day of rehearsal was quite impressive.
Now, exhausted, she didn’t really want to talk.
"Still, it’s Zhu Xuan xi, worthy of being soone who’s won the Music Awards, her dancing was so beautiful, I was completely captivated just now."
One of the FOX mbers, despite his tiredness, praised her.
"Hey, what are you saying? Zhu Xuan xi ca because of Junxiang, what are you talking about?"
The mbers started clowning around.
Such jokes were completely insignificant.
Jin Zhuxuan pretended not to hear, sitting there to regain her strength.
"Junxiang, you did great, I didn’t expect you would really bring Zhu Xuan xi here, Zhu Xuan xi hasn’t perford dostically for several years, our stage will definitely explode."
"Ha, just look at the relationship between Junxiang and Zhu Xuan xi. Only Junxiang has that prestige."
"Junxiang, you must invite Zhu Xuan xi later, let her pick any spot she likes, it was so hard today, she needs to relax."
Among the team mbers’ chatter, Liu Junxiang strained through his fatigue to get up and walked toward Jin Zhuxuan, sitting down beside her.
"Great job, let’s go out for a good al later, my treat."
"I won’t eat, I need to maintain my figure."
Jin Zhuxuan smiled softly, her refusal very polite.
"Your figure is already great, no need to be so hard on yourself."
Saying this, Liu Junxiang lowered his voice, "Zhu Xuan, give so face."
Jin Zhuxuan glanced at the gossiping FOS mbers watching them, then looked away.
"Oppa, making money isn’t easy, I don’t want you to spend too much."
In Seoul, having a good al is not cheap, especially with so many people.
Comparatively, the cost is definitely higher than in Shen Zhou.
Liu Junxiang had expected it would be an easy call, but was greatly disappointed, his face stiffened for just a mont, quickly recovering his smile, magnanimously stating, "It’s just a dinner, no big deal."
Given such a good relationship, with repeated invitations, it should be a matter of face, but Jin Zhuxuan still shook her head with a smile.
"I’m too tired, just want to go ho and rest, otherwise I might not sustain tomorrow. You guys have fun, but also rember to sleep early."
With such a firm attitude, it was hard to keep pushing.
"Sigh, alright then. But Zhu Xuan, after the stage ends, you must give an opportunity to properly thank you, then you can’t refuse anymore."
Jin Zhuxuan smiled without speaking.
"Hey, it’s really a sha Zhu Xuan xi won’t join us."
Knowing Jin Zhuxuan won’t join the gathering, FOX mbers expressed regret.
"Junxiang, persuade Zhu Xuan xi, we can also call many old friends."
"Zhu Xuan hasn’t experienced such high-intensity rehearsals after being in Shen Zhou for so long, she needs a good rest to re-adapt."
"It’s easy to be an artist in Shen Zhou, compared to us, it’s really much more relaxed, I envy Zhu Xuan xi."
"Hey, you punk, what nonsense are you talking, want to be fired or what."
Jin Zhuxuan pushed off the ground and got up, "I’ll head back first."
"Zhu Xuan xi, be careful on your way back, the doctors are staging protests these days."
Yin Ronghuan’s dical reform policy ultimately stirred considerable unrest, dical staff united firmly and took to the streets, leaving patients in hospitals.
All of Seoul beca bustling.
But as artist idols, they’re hardly affected, being cash cows, even if injured or sick wouldn’t worry about lacking dical care. Thus, everyone in FOX almost held an indifferent attitude toward the dical system’s standstill and breakdown.
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