“Cao Zei, do you really like my sister?” This wasn’t the first time, on the plane, Fan Cheng Cheng’s gossip started.
Cao Gong, who was sitting in his seat sketching, helplessly looked at Fan Cheng Cheng beside him.
But this obvious troublemaker, however, showed off his comedic talent: “I never expected that I would treat you like a brother, but you want to be my brother-in-law? Sigh~”
“I really don't know what you're thinking, what’s so good about Mi Leng Leng?”
“Is she pretty? She’s ugly as hell, she looks like a vixen.”
Fan Cheng Cheng did not hesitate to criticize his sister, saying that his sister looked like a vixen.
But Cao Gong was quite strange.
Because Fan Cheng Cheng really had a sister, but she was different from the one he remembered.
That's right, they looked exactly the same, it could even be said that there was no difference.
Mi Leng Leng, 1984, 32 years old, 168cm tall, child star debut, graduated from Shanghai Theatre Academy.
“Why aren’t you speaking? By the way, do you think I can make my debut?” Fan Cheng Cheng’s mouth never stopped.
“You can!” That was Cao Gong’s answer, this kid can definitely make his debut.
“Really?” Fan Cheng Cheng was very surprised, obviously a bit doubtful.
“But it’s because of your sister’s fame.” Cao Gong, who didn’t want to talk much, stated the fact.
“…” Fan Cheng Cheng fell silent, and stopped talking.
He disliked the fact that he could debut because of his sister's fame.
Because this was a denial of him, and it was a disapproval of him.
“Do you think it's embarrassing to debut relying on your family?”
“It’s not embarrassing.” This was Cao Gong’s personal opinion.
“But, if you can only debut through rap, that’s truly embarrassing.”
“What's wrong with me using rap? ” Fan Cheng Cheng was very excited, saying, “Rap is also a skill of mine, can’t I become a rap singer?”
“You can.” Cao Gong certainly didn’t deny this.
“Then I ask you, would you die if you can’t be a rap singer?”
“…” Fan Cheng Cheng, who was caught off guard by this question, just looked at Cao Gong without speaking.
“Can’t you do anything other than rap?”
“You debut, can only rap let the audience see you, remember you?”
“If a song doesn’t have rap lyrics, wouldn’t you have to perform?”
A series of questions completely stunned Fan Cheng Cheng.
He had never considered these issues before.
Is rap really important? Yes, rap seems very individual and cool.
But, without rap, would he really have nothing left?
He wanted to debut just relying on this immature RAP, is it possible?
It’s possible, but this possibility is due to the attention that his sister brought him, which allowed him to debut.
He didn’t want to debut relying on his sister's fame, but his skills couldn’t help him to debut, then what is he being arrogant about?
If he can only debut through this level of rap, is the standard of this talent show high?
Also, does every song need rap?
Let’s say, if the song doesn’t have rap, wouldn’t he perform?
If there is no rap, he still has to perform, what is it based on then?
Dance! Yes, performing definitely involves dance.
Idol groups, singing and rapping are important, but dancing is the foundation.
Because most idol groups have dancing in their performances.
If your singing skills are not good, you can have less lyrics, let teammates with good singing skills perform more, to help you cover up your lack of singing skills.
If your rap skills are not good, you can have teammates with better rap skills sing more.
But dance.
If your dance is not good, when you perform, your dance is not good, and you can't keep up with your teammates' rhythm, then there is no way for your teammates to help you cover anything.
Let’s say, if we remove rap, what else can make him stand out in a group?
Singing skills? No, he doesn’t sing well, and his singing skills are not good.
Dance? No, his dance is not good either.
Even rap, there are many people in this training camp whose rap is better than his.
Now, Fan Cheng Cheng suddenly realized.
Besides having a big star sister, he seems to be useless.
“Huu~” Fan Cheng Cheng, who had figured it out, suddenly felt like crying.
Cao Gong, who was sitting beside him, was sketching on a piece of paper and asked Fan Cheng Cheng, “Figured it out?”
“How can I quickly improve my singing and dancing?”
“Practice, go all out and practice, with your current capital, you can definitely go all out and practice.”
“Because you have a backup plan.” In Cao Gong’s view, Fan Cheng Cheng has a backup plan.
“I have a backup plan?”
“Yeah, if nothing unexpected happens, your sister will definitely train you to be an actor.” Cao Gong said.
“Whether you like to be an actor or not, your sister will make you act.”
“Because acting is the path that a star can develop for the longest time.”
“As for why? I won’t say more, you figure it out yourself.”
“Even if you train yourself to be useless, as long as you are still alive and can walk normally, then your backup plan is to be an actor, so you don’t need to be afraid of anything.”
“But if you don’t practice to death, you won’t be able to improve yourself in a short time.”
“Otherwise, you can only cheat.” After saying that, Cao Gong looked at Fan Cheng Cheng beside him.
“Like you?”
Fan Cheng Cheng’s unintentional words made Cao Gong smile and nod: “Yeah, like me, cheat.”
Fan Cheng Cheng smiled sheepishly without saying anything, but he continued to ask, “Do you really like my sister?”
“…” Why did he come back to this question? It’s true that your sister is a few years younger.
But, it seems he really can’t dislike her, she just made a mistake.
But if she made a mistake, he didn’t know if it would be the same as what Cao Gong knew in his previous life.
After all, in this world, Fan Cheng Cheng’s sister is Mi Leng Leng, and she was born in 1984.
In this world, Fan Cheng Cheng's sister is different, he doesn’t know if the mistakes she made are the same, which Cao Gong doesn’t know.
Seeing Cao Gong fall silent, Fan Cheng Cheng said, “My sister is 12 years older than you, don’t you mind?”
“Also, if I help you get my sister, you’ll really become my brother-in-law, will you write a song for me?”
“If you promise to write a song for me, I’ll help you get my sister, we’ll be brother-in-law and little brother-in-law.”
“Will you or not??” Fan Cheng Cheng is trying to sell out his own sister to get music resources.
Cao Gong, however, made a Buddhist hand gesture: “Shizhu, I am an idol, love is unemployment, don't harm me.”
“Nonsense.” Fan Cheng Cheng was very disdainful of this guy, saying, “Honestly, are you coveting my sister, that’s why you’re so close to me? Otherwise, why would you be so kind and tell me so much?”
“You are the one clinging to me.” He was helpless, who is clinging to whom?
“Then why are you using the tone of a brother-in-law to teach me so much?” Fan Cheng Cheng is still stubbornly clueless.
“…” Facing this question, Cao Gong simply shut his mouth.
“Look, look, it’s true that you are Cao Zei, your intentions are too obvious, you’re just thinking about my sister.”
“…” Cao Gong didn’t speak again, letting this kid talk himself out.