Chapter 18: Chinese Girl Group

"Ancestor, the Kobe beef you want." Miss Luo Quan walked into the house and put the steak she packed back in front of Wen Xia. There was also a plastic box of rice inside, which cost her 30,000 yen.

"Finally back, I'm starving to death." Wen Xia sucked her saliva, and then hurriedly prepared to eat.

After staying outside for so long, feeling the warm and leisurely atmosphere at home, Miss Luo Quan was too lazy to even remove her makeup and collapsed directly on the tatami.

"Yo, what's wrong?" Wen Xia took a bite of the steak that was still emitting heat and asked with concern.

Miss Luo Quan said weakly: "I'm exhausted, I signed for more than 1,000 fans in one breath today, my hand is almost broken..."

Wen Xia pursed her chopsticks and said: "Normal, according to your popularity, it is estimated that you will have to do this once every week in the future."

"No more, there won't be a next time." Miss Luo Quan shook her head with a hint of crying, "I will never participate in any offline activities in the future. Signing meetings, meeting meetings, thank you handshake meetings, don't even think about me going again!"

"Wait, I haven't noticed that you are still wearing makeup today!" Wen Xia let out an exclamation. Miss Luo Quan's appearance after wearing makeup could be said to be even better, and now this posture had an indescribable temptation.

"Keep this posture and don't move, I'll take a photo." Wen Xia said, took out her phone, and pressed the shutter at Miss Luo Quan who was facing her with a look of lovelessness.

"What's so good about taking photos? I sweated so much today, and my makeup is ruined." Miss Luo Quan put her right hand on top of her head and glanced at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia smiled: "It's not ruined, it's just that the hair is a bit messy, but there is a special aesthetic."

"What aesthetic?" Miss Luo Quan asked curiously.

"It's like a peony flower being ravaged by ruthless wind and rain, the petals are scattered on the ground in a desolate way, leaving only a lonely flower stalk. There is a kind of sad, pitiful beauty..."

"A withered flower and a fallen willow? I knew you didn't hold back any good farts!" Miss Luo Quan glared at Wen Xia angrily, turned her head to ignore her, and then opened her phone to browse Twitter.

By now, her Twitter followers had exceeded 200,000, and the upward momentum was as fierce as her record sales. After taking a look at the Oricon Chart, her three songs could already be seen on the chart.

The ranking of this chart is combined with physical sales and online playback volume. Currently, among her songs, "I Once Thought About Ending It All" is the highest, ranking 21st, "Lemon" is 28th, and "Sparkle" is 37th.

This result is about the same as Miss Luo Quan expected. Recently, the songs on the chart are basically new songs from girl groups. The sales are high, but the quality is really average. They are saliva songs that are meaningless after listening to them a few times. When they encounter truly high-quality songs, they will be brushed down sooner or later.

Just after putting down the phone, Miss Luo Quan heard a sound from Wen Xia's side, which sounded like a domestic variety show.

Miss Luo Quan moved her body curiously and leaned her head in front of Wen Xia's computer screen: "What are you watching?"

Wen Xia ate the steak rice slowly and said vaguely: "Let's Debut, a new girl group talent show that has recently started broadcasting in China, it's very popular."

"It's okay, I remember it's been a long time since China held such a large-scale talent show."

"Whether it's okay or not, we have to watch it before we can say." Wen Xia's expression was serious, and she watched it very seriously.

Today is already the second episode. The contestants have already shown their talents and started to enter the group training stage. The broadcast content is basically the trivial things of the contestants during training. There are conflicts, tears, and friendship, but there is no level.

In the end, the dances and songs performed by each group, except for a few individuals, were basically a bit of an eyesore.

However, in Miss Luo Quan's view, it is actually okay. After all, this is a talent show for the public. There are only a few people who have really been trainees. Although the foundation of other contestants is poor, at least the attitude is very correct, and most of the appearance is also okay.

It's just that the final voting results of the audience made Miss Luo Quan a little surprised. Those trainees with strong strength, except for a few individuals, are generally a bit low, while some contestants who have no strength but have likable personalities, characters, or appearances have unexpectedly high votes.

Seeing this, Wen Xia turned off the live broadcast, her expression looking a bit solemn.

"What's wrong?" Miss Luo Quan was puzzled.

Wen Xia pinched her Jingming acupoint tiredly: "If these are the future girl group members, then this girl group cannot be popular."

"Why, I think it's quite good. Several of these girls have quite good appearances, and there are plenty of people licking them if they debut directly."

Wen Xia said speechlessly: "Do you think this is a beauty pageant? In the case of makeup and filters, appearance has never been the most important factor for a girl group to become popular. Only strength and character are!"

Miss Luo Quan frowned: "The strength is also okay, I think they dance quite well. Even if there is a gap compared to those girl groups in South Korea, it shouldn't be too much, right?"

Wen Xia didn't speak, just opened YouTube on the computer, entered "Sweetgirl" in the search bar, and a list of videos with tens of millions of views appeared immediately, and then clicked on one at random.

This video is an MV released early in the girl group Wen Xia used to be in. The playback volume is close to 100 million. The song in the MV doesn't sound catchy, but it is very dynamic and can be considered a good dance song.

However, the highlight of this MV lies in the five idols dancing to the music; their movements are uniform and powerful, and whether it is the rhythm, the timing, or the aesthetic of their dance steps, they are all impeccable.

Among the many groups divided by the ninety-nine contestants before, Miss Luo Quan couldn't find a group that could be compared with the five idols in the video, and couldn't even see their taillights.

"Do you see the gap?" Wen Xia turned off the video and asked.

Miss Luo Quan looked embarrassed: "This... the gap seems to be really a bit big."

Wen Xia said in a deep voice: "We belong to the fourth-generation girl group, and we have been debuted for less than three years. Our dance skills can be ranked in the top three among the same generation of girl groups, but compared with those predecessors who have been famous for a long time, it is at least one grade worse!"

Miss Luo Quan sighed: "It's certain that there is a gap. After all, people started doing this more than ten years ago and have formed a professional industrial chain. We have just started."

"So, this is where I feel uncomfortable." Wen Xia lay down with a frustrated face and said: "Originally, I thought it would not be difficult to find a few high-appearance trainees who are good at singing and dancing in China. Now it seems that it is not easy to find one that meets one of the conditions. I still thought about things too simply."

Miss Luo Quan comforted: "Don't worry, China is so big, it lacks everything, but it doesn't lack people. You will always find them."

Wen Xia suddenly stood up, her eyes staring straight at Miss Luo Quan: "Luo Luo, can you dance?!"

Miss Luo Quan was stunned: "You don't want to pull me into the group, do you? I can't dance, and even if I can, I won't go. Can it look good if these long arms and legs dance?"

Wen Xia thought about it and nodded: "Also, your body shape is only suitable for radio gymnastics. When you grow taller, the painting style of standing in the girl group will be too weird."

"I TM..." Swearing to God, if she wasn't less strong than Wen Xia, Miss Luo Quan would definitely teach her a lesson now and slap her butt hard!

"No, I still have to say a few words!" Wen Xia turned over and opened her phone, logged into her main account, and published a Weibo: "With my level, if I don't look at appearance and resume, what rank can I get in 'Let's Debut'?"

After reading Wen Xia's Weibo, Miss Luo Quan was a little surprised: "You post like this, aren't you afraid of offending people?"

Wen Xia rolled her eyes: "If I really want to offend people, I will only send two words: Just this?"

"Awesome." Miss Luo Quan gave Wen Xia a thumbs up. There are not many girls with such personality.

Because the heat of Wen Xia's withdrawal from the group has not completely subsided, the Weibo she posted quickly received a lot of attention, and netizens ridiculed it under the Weibo:

"I don't think it's okay. Without appearance and background, your emotional intelligence is so low. Most of them are kicked off the stage by the mentor as soon as they go on stage. It is recommended to be a dance teacher in the future, otherwise you won't even be able to eat."

"Shocking! The former popular girl group leader is in a miserable situation, and she can't even afford three meals."

"Seriously, the mentor on that variety show is probably still a bit worse if he wants to teach Wen Xia."

"Don't you understand Wen Xia's meaning? This is saying that the variety show has inside information. Those with strength have low rankings, and those with high appearance and big companies have high rankings. It's not fair at all!"

"Wen Xia is really a Tai Chi master, passive-aggressive is always okay."

"Actually, I wanted to say this a long time ago, but I was afraid of being scolded. Wen Xia is tough enough."

Interestingly, although Wen Xia's Weibo triggered a huge discussion, there was no relevant search hot word on the hot search list.

"It seems that someone has suppressed it." Miss Luo Quan glanced at Wen Xia, who sighed helplessly and turned off Weibo. ===== CHAPTER 19 =====