Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

The makeup on Jiangling’s stage was heavy, makeup remover and makeup remover took turns. After a while, Su Jianuo and Wanwan sat on the light blue fabric sofa in the other corner, eating biscuits and chatting in low voices with smiles .Xiao Xing lay at their feet, and from time to time raised his head to eat a biscuit from Jianuo's hand.

"Wanwan, your name sounds nice, does it have any meaning?" Jianuo bit the biscuit bit by bit, without dropping any crumbs, and his posture was very elegant.

"Yes, you can't catch up with the time, and it's become a song to hold the river and the mountain!" Gu Wanwan was bending over and holding a biscuit to play with the little star who was biting one end. Hearing him answer this question casually, he realized it after speaking. How lame these two lines of doggerel are, he scratched his hair with a dry smile, "No, it's just that I was born very late and passed the due date. I couldn’t even hail a taxi, so I called it ‘Wan Wan’.”

"Jianuo, do you know when the company has arranged for you to debut? How many members are there in this group?" She raised her head and asked him.

Although Su Jianuo couldn't see, he would stop eating when he was speaking, and turn his head to look in the direction of the person he was talking to, "It's probably the New Year. Now I know that the group consists of Jiang Ling and me. The company hasn't given the group a name yet."

"How could this be? How could Mingchen be so unprofessional?" She shook her dangling legs in doubt.

Jianuo shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

"What should I name it?" She said to herself, "Call it 'Summer'?" She thought of the girl at the front desk on the 36th floor, "But isn't it a bit strange that the group launched in winter is called 'Summer'?" She turned her head Turn to indoors for inspiration, "Is it 'Light'? Is it 'l.j'? Or is it..."

At this moment, Jiang Ling took off his make-up, went into the inner room and changed into a simple sportswear, without saying hello, he walked out in front of her coldly.

Su Jianuo explained for him, "Jiang Ling is going to exercise, he is busy with 'sing!' every day, he will come to practice dancing, Jiang Ling has a good sense of the scene." After speaking, he added softly, "I dance in the dance studio It’s not easy to go, it’s not convenient, and I try to do as little as possible on stage.”

"Jianuo...", Gu Wanwan looked at the gentle young man in front of him, there was obviously no trace of self-pity or resentment in his tone, why did her heart ache when she heard it?

She hurriedly shook her head to drive out the negative emotions, "Jianuo, you are beautiful, and you sing well, you don't need to be handsome to attract the attention of little girls. Sing a song for me, okay?" She spoke a little fast, The voice is slightly high-pitched, and there is a kind of disguised excitement in the voice, as if trying to escape from something.

Su Jianuo smiled, Wanwan was very kind, she didn't want anyone to be sad.

"What are you singing?" He thought about it seriously, "Let's sing "Shuanghua". I heard Jiang Ling sing very well."

"What wakes me up in the gray wind and white snow I can't see the time gone I can't touch the sleeping memory A white bird falls from the blue sky The icy blue moon covers everything..."

When he sang, his voice was softer, with a kind of innocence and childishness, the same lyrics and the same tune, but he sang it with a completely different feeling from Jiang Ling's. Jiang Ling sang with alienation, but he sang with tenderness.

The empty building was extremely quiet. Su Jianuo's eyes were slightly lowered, and he sang softly. The holy voice lingered in the wide corridor like the light of dawn.

Gu Wanwan held Xiao Xing in her arms and stared blankly at the singing boy, not daring to move, Jianuo was too clean, like a piece of clear and clean glass, she was afraid that he would shatter if she moved.