In the spring of this year, Xu Chutong, a Chinese girl who slept with her, was brushed away in the second month of practice because of her extremely poor monthly evaluation results for two consecutive months. On the surface, everyone is in a harmonious family, but in fact, the dark tide is turbulent, just like no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't go from the B rank to the A class full of Korean trainees.

Xu Chutong was cruelly told to go home because of the various faults found by other trainees, and the opportunities for the same foreign trainees were slim, the seamless connection of the training schedule, the vocal music and dance exercises were divided into grades, and the comprehensive results could not be improved.

It seems logical, but only Liao Tang knows that the girl is suffering from depression.

In a room with more than one square meter, there are microphones, amplifiers, headphones, and recording facilities and keyboards, and in addition to the hardware, the accompaniment and vocals that fill the space.

The hallway would be a little crowded when two people pass by, and there are recording studios on both sides of the trail, about five or six on each floor. Leaning close to the palm-sized window, you can see the trainees inside who are frowning slightly and singing with their eyes closed. When I opened the door, the hot air came in my face and the music filled the room......

They all regard this place as the starting point of their dreams of Yang Fan, but it is also a barrier that makes people feel the urge to escape anytime and anywhere.

Liao Tang practiced dancing as usual, learned to pronounce his voice, and trained in singing, and his only energy supplement was vegetables and chicken breasts at mealtime, which is a popular artist's recipe.

She wanted to call Sister Xin, or listen to Tang Yunan talk about his rich extracurricular life, but when she got the phone, she inevitably had to look at other people's eyes, and she had to hang up the phone if she couldn't say a few words, so she had to dispel the thoughts in her heart. Bear with me, she told herself.

At nine o'clock in the evening, I thought that the dormitory was empty and she was the only one to live, so I stayed in the practice room to rehearse, sometimes I felt so tired that I was numb, but I still wouldn't stop.

The rest of the practice room went back early, tomorrow is the president's birthday, the company will have a dinner, the only time in a year to go out, they are trying their best to please the president, hoping to get more opportunities for the entry and exit group. She is not in Class A, and it is very realistic that she basically has nothing to do with the word debut.

Life outside the company will be monitored 24 hours a day, and they can't usually ask for leave to go out, but she went to Lu Yamei for a long time during the day to approve a half-day outing.

Liao Tang sat against the wall after practicing the dance, sweat slowly slid down her forehead, and the sports vest she was wearing was a little wet, which perfectly showed the beautiful body curves on her body. She looked at the time, exactly two hours had passed, and was ready to rest for a while before getting up and packing up and going back to the dormitory.

The lights outside had been turned off by the management, and it was pitch black through the glass windows of the rehearsal room. She vaguely felt that something was not quite right, usually at this time, there would be three or two trainees still staying in a specific practice room, and the lights in the corridor would not be turned off so early, she stood up uneasily, and suddenly a voice in her heart shouted, "Run." ”

But the doorknob was turned open in the next second, Liao Tang looked at the middle-aged man who came in with trepidation, his figure couldn't support the suit, his face was greasy, she quickly recognized the man as a high-level employee of the company, and he had a certain right to speak and status in the company, and at the same time, she also knew that there were some rumors about his private life around her.

Liao Tang's heart was beating very chaotically, pretending to lean over to say hello to him as if he didn't know anything, and walked quickly towards the door.

He locked the door with his backhand, showed a knowing smile, pointed to her chest and said, "다 아셔야 돼요, 자진해서 벗으세요. ）”

Liao Tang felt ridiculous and a little powerless at the same time, maybe this was his usual routine for female trainees, and he didn't know how many times it happened to her. It was false to say that she was not afraid at this moment, but she forced herself to gradually calm down, and then pulled out a coquettish smile, and said "um~" to him, and pieced together a sentence in a stiff Korean natural tone: "Oba, 여기 안 좋죠?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He pointed to the camera in the rehearsal room, meaning that he had turned it off, and then took the initiative to slowly approach Liao Tang's body, his eyes were foggy, he liked to be obedient and obedient like her.

Liao Tang's eyes began to turn red imperceptibly, seeing that the man was about to force himself against the wall, the uncomfortable breath was getting closer and closer, and she felt as if she was about to vomit. At the moment when the man wanted to reach out and touch her collarbone, she organized the Korean pronunciation in her heart, gritted her teeth and said to him aggrievedly: "It's the first time for people, I have no experience, and I want to sleep with you." ”

Korean is really good for being spoiled. After finishing speaking, she had already thought of her last retreat, if he still insisted on doing so, she would immediately tear her face with him, so that each other had no face. The surroundings were silent, and the man probably believed that she was a snobbish and ignorant girl who wanted to be unspoken by the rules, and finally nodded.

He took the lead and kept her close behind, staring back at her from time to time, for fear that she would run away suddenly. Walking down the stairs from the company, he expected to run into other people, and deliberately went down the staircase through the safe passage of the side door, which was almost unmanned.

Liao Tang's hands couldn't stop trembling, she realized that she seemed to have made a mistake, how could a beast listen to her, so simply let her leave the company and have a chance to escape. She was so stupid, the moment she wanted to turn around in the narrow stairwell, she was choked by the despicable and shameless man in front of her, and in order to hide her fear, she showed a far-fetched smile.

"달리고 싶어요?(Want to run?)"

The man pressed her against the wall, already restlessly pulling her blouse, Liao Tang almost suffocated and shed tears, Lu Tingye's clean and delicate face kept coming to mind, and at the last moment she was still thinking about him. Her senseless struggles slowed down, and in her hand she held a telescopic utility knife that she had just pulled out of her pocket, and in a few seconds she would slit an artery in his neck and destroy herself, knowing that no one would come to save her, either just now or now.

He closed his eyes and was about to get close to her neck, Liao Tang stretched out his hand, the sharp blade hung in the air, and under the dim orange light, a thin and tall boy in a black hat ran up and pushed away the man in front of him who was about to take the next step. Liao Tang breathed a sigh of relief, touched the marks on his neck that was pinched, and hid the sharp knife in his hand.

"You're doing this again, I've only been gone for a long time. The boy grabbed him by the collar and punched him several times, and the first thing he said was not in Korean, Liao Tang glanced at him, and then he said a lot of dirty words in Korean that she didn't understand.

The man was obviously afraid of him, did not fight back, and let him vent.

Liao Tang's mentality was close to collapse, she coldly watched the man being beaten and his nose and face were swollen, and whispered a "thank you" to the boy who helped her, so she walked downstairs without looking back.

How many girls have been subjected to the same experience as her?

It was spring, but the wind outside still carried the chill of winter, which was colder than that of northern China. Her tears flowed down her eyes, and her body seemed to lose consciousness, dragging her tired soul aimlessly on the road.

"괜찮아?(Are you okay?)"

Liao Tang wiped his eyes, turned around and looked, it was the boy just now, who looked like he was in his twenties, with a wheat-colored complexion and deep eyes. He took off his hat and looked at her gently.

"I'm fine. She responded.

"Are you Chinese?"

Liao Tang nodded.

He approached and took off his coat and put it on her, and when he saw her hanging her head at the moment, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "Don't catch a cold." ”

Liao Tang glanced at the clothes on his body and whispered, "Thank you, I'll give it back to you tomorrow." ”

"My name is Nan Xujia," he paused and said, "I should be your senior." ”

"Liao Tang. ”

She said clearly.