At 2:00 pm, a group of contestants waiting for interviews had gathered in the hall on the second floor of Fanyu Entertainment Company.
Sister Qiu, the old man of the company, happened to come downstairs and was surprised when she saw the gathering of beautiful men, "The resources for this audition are also very good."
Wang Qilin, who was in charge of maintaining the scene, said, "Isn't that right? This time, the threshold is set low, and both amateurs and trainees can come. I just took a look and saw that several of them are very strong."
Sister Qiu nodded and looked around. There were many contestants in the hall practicing the talent show they had prepared. At first glance, the posture seemed to have been trained.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and she stopped at a young man in front of the window in the hall.
The floor of the hall is covered with white square tiles, and the young man's tall figure casts a slender silhouette on it.
Looking up along a pair of straight long legs, he saw a black peaked cap pressed on top of his head, covering most of his face, revealing only a small section of the smooth and beautiful jawline.
"Is that an amateur or which trainee?" Sister Qiu motioned Wang Qilin to see the young man, "The temperament is not bad, suitable for photogenic."
Wang Qilin took a close look and shook his head, "I can't see my face, I don't know him, I guess he's an amateur."
"The conditions are pretty good, why haven't the scouts found it? This figure and temperament should have entered the entertainment industry long ago."
"Well...it depends on whether the personality is suitable or not."
Rong Yuheng was unaware of the discussion between the two, and at this time he was still looking for rental information on his mobile phone.
It has been three days since the old man kicked out, and he is still staying at a friend's house. It's not a long-term solution to harass others all the time. Rong Yuheng urgently needs two things - one is income, and the other is accommodation.
There is also a text message left by the eldest brother Rong Congyan on the mobile phone.
"Xiaoheng, don't be impatient. You are wandering outside alone, you have neither money nor connections, how can you support your life?"
People's joys and sorrows are not the same.
Perhaps in Rong Congyan's view, he was just a vexatious child.
Rong Yuheng's reply was short and powerful, "With my interesting soul."
Since then, there has been no news from Rong Congyan, and Rong Yuheng is deeply regretful... His eldest brother is more than capable, but his temperament is still not tough enough, and he is angry again after making a joke.
Just as he was thinking, a boy suddenly came over to talk to him, "You are also here to participate in the draft?" The man realized that he was talking nonsense after asking, touched his nose embarrassedly, and reopened a topic.
"Why didn't you take your hat off?"
When Rong Yuheng heard the words, he took off his hat and glanced sideways at him.
He vaguely remembered that the man had propped his head on the smooth tiles three times before ten minutes ago, and his expression was like a happy spinning top.
"Hello, you did a good hip-hop dance just now."
The boy's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Did you see it!?"
Rong Yuheng was silent for two seconds, and said euphemistically, "The movement is not small, and my eyesight is fine."
The subtext is that anyone present can see as long as they are not blind.
boy, "… "
Seeing that the former was in an IQ predicament, Rong Yuheng couldn't bear it, and released his kindness intimately, "I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Rong Yuheng."
"Oh, my name is Zou Yi! That dance just now is the talent show I brought today." He asked Rong Yuheng again,
"What about you, what did you bring?"
Rong Yuheng froze for a moment... After a while, he took out a piece of Guanyin jade from under the collar of his clothes,
"I brought the blessing of the Bodhisattva."
"..."
The atmosphere fell silent for a while, and Zou Yi really didn't know how to answer. Rong Yuheng put on his hat again and stood quietly to the side.
After a while, the interview officially started. A horn was called at the door, there was a commotion in the hall, and tension and anxiety spread among the many players.
"It's over, I'm a little nervous."
"Me too, I want to drink water, but I'm afraid of going to the toilet."
"I heard that it was broadcast live on the whole network. It would be a shame if something went wrong!"
Rong Yuheng felt okay, probably barefooted and not afraid of wearing shoes. He really doesn't have any talent himself, so he just came to try it out today, if he doesn't get selected, he'll take another path.
Three hundred and sixty lines, there is always a place for him.
"Yuheng, I'm a little scared." Zou Yi put on the former's shoulder quite familiarly, "You said that when I dig my head into the ground for a while, will my head pop out?"
Rong Yuheng imagined the scene and comforted him, "Don't worry, the judges should be more afraid."
Zou Yi choked for a moment, and then was comforted.
As the numbers were called, some of the players who came out were frustrated, some were excited, and some were uneasy. It was Zou Yi's turn soon, he took a deep breath and turned to Rong Yuheng,
"Yuheng, cheer me on!"
Based on the principle of being kind to others, Rong Yuheng lovingly touched his head, as if giving him blessings and blessings.
"God bless you all."
"… thanks."
Zou Yi left with a complicated mood. He didn't know why there was still a "men", as if he and his head would be separated sooner or later.
Rong Yuheng had just sent Zou Yi away when the phone rang. The caller was the person he was borrowing now, Lu Mingxuan, the second-generation ancestor of stupid money.
As soon as the call was connected, the voice in the receiver almost deafened his eardrums, "Damn it! Rong son, are you really going to participate in that draft?"
Rong Yuheng took the receiver farther away and made a soft "um".
Lu Mingxuan felt that his good friend must be crazy, "This is going to be broadcast live on the whole network, I can already see it here! Damn it, do you know how awesome those players were just now, singing and dancing to play b-box, We haven't seen you with such talents in so many years!"
Without waiting for Rong Yuheng to speak, he continued to force, "I still remember that you once said that you were performing a b-box, and the sound of squeaking it was like a leaking kettle. Listen to my brother's advice, don't be ashamed! Brother is keeping you, it's not less than a few meals of feed money."
Rong Yuheng was moved to tears after hearing this, what a filial grandson, what a fragrant speech!
He said softly, "Don't worry about me, little idiot, I have talent."
Lu Ming said loudly, "?"
After the plastic friendship was exchanged, the phone was hung up indifferently. Rong Yuheng straightened his collar and adjusted his state to prepare for the next audition.
After a while, Zou Yi came out. His expression was a little excited, and a little uncertain, as soon as he came out, he found Rong Yuheng,
"I feel like I can play well!"
Rong Yuheng asked him, "Did the teachers let you pass?"
"They didn't tell me the results, but Mr. Qiao Tan said that my basic skills were solid, and he nodded at me!"
The Qiao Tan in Zou Yi's mouth is a well-known senior in the circle. He is in his 40s. He debuted as a singer in the early years and became popular. A few years ago, he began to move behind the scenes and participated in music production and program planning.
Zou Yi also introduced the information of several other interviewers to Rong Yuheng, and talked about the situation at the scene. Before he finished speaking, he heard someone calling out, "Number 13!"
Then he saw Rong Yuheng take off the hat and hand it to himself.
"Help me get it."
"Oh good." Zou Yi took the hat and looked up at the former, stunned.
Although Rong Yuheng briefly took off his hat just now, because he was carrying the light behind his back, his facial features hidden in the shadows were not clearly visible. As soon as the station changed, Zou Yi could clearly see his appearance.
It's so handsome!
The face is clean, the eyes are bright, the roots are straight, and the facial features alone are very eye-catching. Not to mention that the corners of his eyes are slightly raised when he looks up at people, and his eyes are a little soft with light, which is really suitable for the big screen.
Zou Yi took a deep breath, "Come on."
Rong Yuheng thanked him and walked towards the front entrance.
Passing by the entrance, Wang Qilin recognized that this was the young man who had just put on a hat, and couldn't help but secretly startled when he saw the appearance - Shi Qiu is indeed a veteran broker who has seen countless people, and he is accurate!
With this face, as long as there is no big mistake in character and talent is not too bad, there is absolutely no problem in the entertainment industry.
He thought so, his attitude became warmer, and said to Rong Yuheng, "Don't be frightened, go to the center of the stage."
Rong Yuheng thought that every player had such a reminder, and without thinking too much, he said "thank you" with the corners of his mouth towards Wang Qilin and walked inside.
After he left, the staff around Wang Qilin were startled, "Brother Wang, he has a backstage? You treat him differently."
Wang Qilin slapped him on the back of his head, "Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about, I'm the one who opens the back door for others? I'm called Xicai, and it's a pity that I don't have a good appearance in the entertainment industry. What impact."
"Yes, yes... I was wrong Brother Wang, Brother Wang is wise!"
Wang Qilin arrogantly said, "Hmm~".
There is still a long way from the entrance to the stage, after passing through the closed corridor, the front door is full of stars!
Rong Yuheng narrowed his eyes uncomfortably for a moment. He only knew that the threshold for the draft was low and the scale was high.
It can be seen how much the current entertainment industry needs the injection of new energy.
"The following is player No. 13, Rong Yuheng!"
Rong Yuheng calmly took the door with his backhand and walked to the center of the stage unhurriedly.
There were three interviewers on the jury, and the sharp-eyed one in the middle was Qiao Tan, a senior in the entertainment industry.
There were also two interviewers sitting beside Qiao Tan, one was the champion of last year's singer contest, Jin Zhiyao; the other was a popular host, Song Tang.
After Song Tang saw Rong Yuheng's appearance, he raised his eyebrows, turned his head and gave Qiao Tan a look - he has hosted the show for so many years, and at a glance, he knew that this face was suitable for the camera. In particular, the corners of the mouth are slightly tilted, which is easy to give people a sense of intimacy.
After Rong Yuheng stood still, he picked up the microphone in front of him and looked towards the stage.
Although the stage is large, there are very few people in front of the stage. Except for the judges and some staff and internal employees, there is no one else. Thinking about it, it should be considering that some amateurs have not adapted to the big stage and want to reduce some of the pressure on the scene.
Under the eyes of many scrutiny, Rong Yuheng calmed down, opened his mouth smoothly, and the clear voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone.
"Hello fellow judges, I'm Rong Yuheng, contestant No. 13."