At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, a talent show in City S was on.

Wu Jin sat obediently in the nanny's car and couldn't help asking again: "Brother Chen, should I go down and queue up..."

The agent, Brother Chen, waved his hand: "What's the hurry! We're saying hello to the senior executives of the organizer!"

After saying that, he looked at the money tree he had finally grabbed with loving words. After training for three months, Wu Jin, the highest-rated trainee in the company, was the most rated trainee in this year.

"Little Witch," Brother Chen called the makeup artist over and said earnestly: "Who chose lip gloss for you in the morning? Our face looks good, so you can't use such greasy colors."

Wu Jin confessed: "I just ate a cake."

Brother Chen immediately criticized: "This show is your debut battle, and the character designs are all checked two weeks in advance. Where is the elegant noble young master who has agreed to be? Can the noble young master eat hand-catch cakes?!"

Wu Jin thought to himself that, thinking that he would not be able to eat it in the future, so he ate three more hand-catch cakes before getting off the car.

The Blue Bird Entertainment Company where Wu Jin is specializing in the popular idol market. Every year, beautiful boys set up a group of dumplings and make their debut. When they become popular, they will market them. When they are swept, they will take them back to change their personal designs, break up and reorganize, which can be called a one-stop fast food assembly line.

The company has a PR (marketing) team of 200 people responsible for market analysis, character management, and trainee packaging. Among them, Wu Jin is undoubtedly extremely valued by Bluebird.

Nothing else, good face.

After confirming his debut route, Qingniao Entertainment efficiently locked a quota for Wu Jin in the popular talent show, managed to make good relations with the program team, purchased a large number of professional fans, and hired the navy in advance to wait for an opportunity to hype it-

"Wait, why are you here?" Under the nanny's car, the agent, Brother Chen, was surprised: "Do you have to settle your salary now?"

"Hold the sign for 120 yuan a day, scream and add 20 yuan." The leading girl said with a smile: "Our team is professional and they are all prepayments. Boss, why not buy a gold medal package for 6,000 yuan, and I guarantee to bring your little brother to the sky. He sings and dances on it, and we control the venue in the audience, which is so wonderful!"

Brother Chen thought for a while and simply gave the money: "Set the deal."

"What do you guys look like?" the little girl asked again: "Even if we are professional fans, we have to see the photos in advance to support us in the audience, right?"

Brother Chen called Wu Jin out and prepared to queue up.

The little girl was still chatting about selling Amway: "Boss, add 6,000 and we can set up the support station tonight. 100M bandwidth, and 20 million fans will not be out of service. 6,000 plus 3,000, we will also pack the navy tonight-"

The sound came to an abrupt end.

The car door in front of him was slowly pushed open. Under the warm sunshine of S City, the teenager, about ten years old, was standing there, looking at her with one hand in his pocket. He had eyebrows that made people fall in love with one eye. His face between the teenager and the young man had a kind of softness that made people feel heart-pounding. His short hair could not cover his delicate and clear facial features. His half-closed eyes were filled with sleepy water, as if he had just woken up after taking a nap.

It is obviously the most elegant eastern hole, but the pupils have a warm amber dimness.

"Hello, my name is Wu Jin." He spoke, with a clear and bright tone of the boy, extremely comfortable without burrs.

The little girl said "ah" and looked a little dazed.

Brother Chen has already prepared cash and has to pay: "6,000, right? People have seen it, and we will be happy to cooperate later."

But the little girl suddenly found 20 yuan: "Wrong, 5980. The scream I just said was 20 yuan - I don't need to give the 20 yuan, I will give the little brother a free support."

After saying that, he compared Wu Jin to his heart and happily collected the money and left.

Brother Chen just reacted: "Miss, didn't you say that you would support for free? The 120 that raised the sign - forget it."

After saying that, he sighed again: "We little witches are so beautiful. They are so good-looking! Just now, I thought she was looking for you to contact information."

Wu Jin quickly replied: "She has your contact information from Brother Chen."

"Ah? Hey, it seems to be the same." Brother Chen slapped his head and then remembered: "Okay. Xiao Wu will go and queue up. Don't be nervous, we can also be considered as bringing funds into the group..."

Wu Jin nodded, waved his hand, and took his sunglasses to the organizer to get the number.

When I passed by the audience entrance, the voice of the little girl just now came from countless noisy sources: "I will tell you, what is the beauty of the world? It is unique in the sky and the earth, with the peak of appearance, and the treasure of human beings--"

"Is it too exaggerated? Miss, how much does Bluebird Entertainment give you..."

"Really! Ahhhh he heard it and looked here!!"

"The one wearing sunglasses? No, it's so far..."

Wu Jin originally wanted to say hello, but now he had to give up.

His five senses are naturally very good and his physical coordination is strong. He was attracted by Brother Chen at the school street dance club and was dragged into the entertainment industry.

Wu Jin was indeed more nervous than she thought about participating in the first idol talent show.

He reviewed the audition tracks in his mind again. After picking up the number, he trotted towards the waiting area.

There are also people who open their voices in the corridor, some who do stretching, and some who make up.

No one noticed that a good-looking weapon was approaching the innocent people.

Wu Jin found a seat near the corner, and did it well. He silently said in his heart, "If you can't C, you can be the main dance, if you can't be the main dance, you can still be the vase if you can't be the main dance."

Suddenly, a red-haired boy next to him burst into laughter.

Wu Jin opened his eyes wide and turned around.

"Why are you sitting so well-behaved? Are you a primary school student?"

Seeing Wu Jin empty-handed, he pointed to one place friendly: "You have to go there first to fill out the registration form."

Wu Jin immediately took off his sunglasses and thanked him. When he looked up again, the little red-haired opposite him looked blank: "You, you--"

He took a long breath: "You are so beautiful!"

Wu Jin bent his eyes: "Thank you, so do you."

The appointment was because the last one got the number, at the end of the corridor, the room marked "Registering Office" was empty.

Wu Jin took the form and signed pen on his own. He sat on the chair and filled it out carefully.

There are all sixteen or seventeen copies in a stack of forms, from performance copyright to endorsement.

Wu Jin kept signing in and felt numb when his wrist was signed in. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and quickly turned back to the previous page.

This contract is different from the others, with a faint metallic luster on the paper, which is far from any writing material known to Wu Jin.

The contract homepage is different from the familiar "XX Draft Season X", but is the "Class C contract for the White Moonlight Entertainment Trainee in the Blue Division".

Wu Jin could not even make a normal sentence for this sentence - he knew all the words separately, but they were extremely complicated when they were combined.

And, this seems to be a trainee contract for some entertainment company.

Wu Jin immediately noticed that he pulled out this picture alone and was about to go out to ask the staff for questions. The next moment - he suddenly lowered his head and frowned in surprise.

Wu Jin's five senses have always been very good. He can find specific sound sources in a crowd of more than ten meters away, and can quickly realize the details that are ignored by ordinary people.

At this time, the originally regular mechanical rotation sound of the sports watch worn on his wrist came to an abrupt end.

All pointers stopped a minute ago.

Immediately afterwards, a more strange situation occurred. The lights in the registration room were flashing, and it suddenly became dark after a few seconds.

Wu Jin's first reaction was to look at the phone placed on the table.

The electronic clock is still moving forward, but the originally full signal area is blank.

The current service area is not available.

Wu Jin thought about it slightly and suddenly realized.

This is going to trick the contestants!

It turns out that variety show filming has begun now!

Instantly straighten your waist and sit down carefully.

I have to say that the program team is full of bold creativity at this point. Wu Jin did not have to look for the camera in the room, but calmly picked up the documents and walked out the door.

The moment he stepped into the corridor, he was surprised for a moment—

The hustle and bustle corridor was quiet a few minutes ago.

The corridor leads directly to the outdoors, it is now twelve o'clock noon, and the light will be stronger than it is now anyway.

A few steps ahead, the furnishings in the corridor were completely different from those when they came in.

Beige wallpaper was replaced by light metallic colors, and the rows of seats in the previous seating area disappeared, replaced by display bars with strange materials.

Wu Jin was stunned.

If this is a prank by the program team on the contestants, it would be too expensive.

Who would renovate the entire corridor in just a few minutes?!

Wu Jin hesitated and walked towards the display railing that emitted a faint white light, with several old posters sticking there.

"Closson Reality Show Season 42"

"White Moonlight Entertainment Blue Division Season 40 Top 16"

The lower layer blocked by "The Top 16" reveals a corner of another poster.

On the poster is a man of about twenty-seven or eight, with a healthy and dark skin. He is wearing a silver-white dress like a combat uniform in some kind of science fiction movie. He is wrapped in blood-stained bandages on his right wrist holding the trophy, revealing a little complicated tattoo. However, these are all secondary.

In the only small part of the poster, you can see his slightly frowning eyebrows and the desert-like momentum in his eyes - this is a man who is absolutely unneglectable.

There was no one in the corridor, and Wu Jin only looked away after a few glances. In his memory, he had never seen such an artist on the screen.

Compared to continuing to look at it in detail, my situation is even more worrying.

Where is this?

Where do you want to register?
To be continued...