Chapter 155: The Popular and the Low-Key

A hot group has one very important hallmark: basically, every member of that group is hot.

Perhaps one is the hottest, but the others certainly won't be weak.

But the fact that a group can be seen huddling together all day also shows one thing: these people share some similar tastes; otherwise, if they kept going in and out together and didn't get along, they would have fought long ago.

Qu Yousong and Wei Zhuoran were a bit more low-key than Ma Zhiyuan in MX; every time someone stepped forward to pick a fight, it was Ma Zhiyuan, but these two were no better birds.

Just like Ma Zhiyuan, they were people who ran rampant in the company, relying on their own popularity.

Seeing Lu Yan He and Tu Song, Wei Zhuoran felt somewhat displeased.

Fengzhi had once been trampled ruthlessly underfoot by their MX, with absolutely no room to turn the tables.

But now, because Chen Ziyan had taken a liking to Lu Yan He and Tu Song, the company's attitude and treatment toward the two of them had changed instantly.

This made Wei Zhuoran feel quite uncomfortable inside.

Saying that anyone Chen Ziyan takes a liking to will definitely become popular.

What kind of talk is that? Does it mean they wouldn't be popular if they hadn't been taken a liking to by Chen Ziyan?

Wei Zhuoran's dislike for Lu Yan He and Tu Song, and his inner displeasure, had another layer of reason: Wei Zhuoran had also participated in Chen Ziyan's audition, but Chen Ziyan had eliminated him and hadn't taken a liking to him.

This made Wei Zhuoran somewhat angry.

He thought it would be one thing if he was eliminated, but to be eliminated by Lu Yan He and Tu Song of all people made him very dissatisfied; in terms of popularity, personal ability, and every aspect, he crushed those two.

Qu Yousong followed Wei Zhuoran's gaze and looked at those two.

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "It's really easy to run into acquaintances here."

Wei Zhuoran's face immediately fell: "Acquaintances my ass."

Wei Zhuoran seemed very unwilling to admit he was an acquaintance of theirs.

"What are you two standing there for? Come sit," Ma Zhiyuan said.

Because Wei Zhuoran and Qu Yousong blocked Ma Zhiyuan's line of sight, Ma Zhiyuan still hadn't seen Lu Yan He.

Wei Zhuoran and Qu Yousong went to Ma Zhiyuan's table, looking displeased, and said, "Why did you insist on coming here to eat, only to run into those two?"

Only then did Ma Zhiyuan see Lu Yan He and Tu Song.

He was already unhappy, and seeing those two made him even more unhappy.

It wasn't just Wei Zhuoran who couldn't stand them; Ma Zhiyuan was also unhappy with the two of them. Mainly because after Chen Ziyan signed them, the company's attitude toward them underwent a one-eighty-degree turn; before anything had even happened, they acted as if they were definitely going to be popular in the future. Ma Zhiyuan was already one of the hottest male idols in the company right now; how could he be willing to let people he had once left behind surpass him?

"If we ran into them, so be it; does it mean if they came, we wouldn't come?" Ma Zhiyuan didn't even glance toward Lu Yan He, but he didn't lower his voice when speaking, obviously not minding if Lu Yan He and the others heard.

"Some people really think that once a manager takes a liking to them, they'll rise to fame; if you can't become popular after three years on stage, you never will," Wei Zhuoran said. "Old Ma, don't say I didn't tell you, your expression management during that show recording wasn't up to par; you deserved to get roasted. Look at how some people can act; pretending to be a scholar and pretending to be a hero, this whole aura of righteousness, acting like a 'Four-Have' good youth, they could go shoot a public service advertisement."

Lu Yan He, who was being indirectly insulted by the phrase "pretending to be a scholar and pretending to be a hero," couldn't help but smile.

Tu Song, on the other hand, worried he would get angry. "Don't take them seriously."

Lu Yan He smiled. "I just think it's quite interesting; every time I see them, I get mocked once. Why am I so targeted?"

"Jealousy," Tu Song said. "Now everyone says we'll be popular in the future; isn't that threatening the status of their MX?"

Lu Yan He shook his head and said, "Before I was taken a liking to by Sister Ziyan, they were already frequently targeting our Fengzhi."

Hearing this, Tu Song was somewhat puzzled. "Really?"

It seemed Tu Song didn't have that feeling.

Lu Yan He: "Maybe I'm overthinking it; it's fine."

After finishing lunch, Lu Yan He prepared to rest a bit.

He had gotten up too early in the morning, so he needed a midday nap.

He prepared to go back to the rehearsal room and lie on the floor to take a short nap.

But there was someone else in the rehearsal room.

It was Chen Jing, another member of MX.

He was practicing dance in the rehearsal room and had brought a small speaker to place beside him.

Lu Yan He pushed the door open with some confusion and walked in.

Chen Jing noticed he had returned and immediately stopped his movements.

He scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly and said, "Is this the rehearsal room you booked? Sorry, I saw you weren't here, so I used your rehearsal room to practice dance; I have a show recording this afternoon and haven't practiced it well enough yet, but all the other rehearsal rooms in the company are already booked."

Hearing this, Lu Yan He's expression eased slightly; he nodded and said, "Yes, I booked it; I have a class here this afternoon."

Chen Jing bent down to pick up the speaker and said, "Mm-hmm, I'll leave right away."

Lu Yan He said, "I don't need this rehearsal room for lunch either; if you want to use it, just use it. My afternoon class doesn't start until three."

Chen Jing's eyes lit up; he looked at him with some surprise and asked, "Really? Then thank you so much!"

Lu Yan He hadn't known Chen Jing before and hadn't interacted with him much.

But Chen Jing rarely hung out with Ma Zhiyuan and that group in private.

Birds of a feather flock together.

If Chen Jing had been close with Ma Zhiyuan and the others on a regular basis, Lu Yan He definitely wouldn't have been so generous as to lend him the rehearsal room.

Lu Yan He walked to a corner himself, sat against the wall, took a book out of his bag, and prepared to read for a while.

His phone suddenly buzzed.

He didn't know who had sent him a message.

Lu Yan He took it out to look and saw it was Lin Miaomiao, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time.

Lin Miaomiao asked him: Where are you?

Lu Yan He replied: At the company.

Lin Miaomiao: So I didn't see wrong; I'm at your company!

Lu Yan He was somewhat surprised and asked: Where are you?

Lin Miaomiao: I'm right here at this sky garden on the fourteenth floor.

The fourteenth floor has an open-air small garden, generally used for everyone to rest.

Lin Miaomiao: Are you free now? Do you want to come find me?

Lu Yan He: Sure, wait for me a moment.

Lin Miaomiao: Mm-hmm, what do you want to drink? I'll order for you.

Soon, Lin Miaomiao sent a menu.

It looked like it was taken just now.

Lu Yan He replied: Latte, no sugar.

Lin Miaomiao: Mm-hmm.

Lu Yan He stood up and left again.

Chen Jing watched him leave suddenly again, still wondering if his dancing had been too noisy and disturbed Lu Yan He.

But thinking that the afternoon program recording was already close at hand, Chen Jing quickly gathered his mind and continued practicing.