At 2:00 pm, a group of contestants waiting for interviews had gathered in the lobby on the second floor of Fanyu Entertainment Company.

The old man from the company, Sister Qiu, happened to come down from the upstairs and was surprised to see the scene of the handsome men gathering. "The resources for this talent show are so good."

Wang Qilin, who was responsible for maintaining the scene, said, "Isn't it? This time the threshold is lowered, both amateurs and trainees can come. I just took a look and there are several of them who are very strong."

Sister Qiu nodded and looked around. There were many contestants in the hall practicing the talent show they prepared. The posture was obviously actually trained.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and she stopped on 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 handsome figure casts slender silhouettes on it.

Looking up along his long straight legs, a black baseball cap pressed against his head, covering most of his face, revealing only a small piece of smooth and beautiful jawline.

"Is that an amateur or a trainee?" Sister Qiu signaled Wang Qilin to see the young man, "The temperament is pretty good, suitable for camera."

Wang Qilin looked carefully and shook his head, "I can't even see my face, I don't know you, I guess I'm an amateur."

"The conditions are pretty good, why didn't the scouts discover it? This outfit and temperament should have entered the entertainment industry long ago."

"Oh... it depends on whether the personality is suitable."

Rong Yuheng was not aware of the two's discussions. At this time, he was still searching for rental information on his mobile phone.

It has been three days since the old man was kicked out, and he still lives with his friend's house. It is not a long-term solution to bother others. Rong Yuheng urgently needs two things at present - one is income and the other is residence.

There is also a text message left by my elder brother Rong Congyan on my phone, and I am very sincere between the lines.

"Xiao Heng, don't act irritable. You are wandering around alone, without money or connections, why do you support your life?"

People’s sorrows and joys are not consistent.

Perhaps in Rong Congyan's opinion, he is just an unreasonable child.

Rong Yuheng's reply was short and powerful, "By my interesting soul."

After that, Rong Congyan had no news. Rong Yuheng felt deeply regretful... His elder brother is more capable, but his character is still not tenacious enough, so he gets angry again just by joking.

Just as he was thinking, a boy suddenly came over and talked to him, "Are you here to participate in the talent show?" After asking, the man found out that he was talking nonsense. He touched his nose embarrassedly and started a topic again.

"Why didn't you take off your hat?"

When Rong Yuheng heard this, he took off his hat as if he was good, and looked at him with a tilted head.

He vaguely remembered that this man used his head to spin on the smooth tiles and rotated three times ten minutes ago, and his expression was very enjoyable like a happy top.

"Hello, you just danced a good street dance."

The boy's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Did you see it!"

Rong Yuheng was silent for two seconds and said tactfully, "It's quite a bit of noise, and my eyes are fine."

The subtext is that as long as the people present are not blind, they can see it.

Boy, "..."

Seeing that the former was in an IQ dilemma, Rong Yuheng couldn't bear it and expressed kindness thoughtfully, "I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Rong Yuheng."

"Oh, my name is Zou Yi! The dance just now is the talent show I brought today." He said and asked Rong Yuheng again,

"What about you, what did you bring?"

Rong Yuheng was stuck for a moment... After a while, he took out a piece of Guanyin jade from under 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 aside.

After a while, the interview officially began. There was a clamor at the door, and a commotion in the hall, and tension and worry spread among the many contestants.

"It's over, I'm a little nervous."

"So too, I want to drink water, but I'm afraid of going to the bathroom."

"I heard it was a live broadcast on the entire network. It would be so embarrassing if something went wrong!"

Rong Yuheng felt that it was okay. He probably had barefoot people who were not afraid of wearing shoes. He really didn’t have much talent, so he just came to give it a try today. If he didn’t choose, he would change to another way.

There are always places where he can stay in three hundred and sixty lines.

"Yuheng, I'm a little scared." Zou Yi put on the former's shoulder quite reliably, "Will I jump out when I get my head in the ground?"

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 contestants were depressed, some were excited, and some were uneasy. It was soon Zou Yi's turn. He took a deep breath and turned to Rong Yuheng.

"Yuheng, cheer me up!"

Rong Yuheng, based on the principle of being kind to others, touched his head lovingly, as if giving him blessings and gifts.

"Buddhist blessing you for peace."

"……Thanks."

Zou Yi left in a complicated mood. He didn't know why there was still a "pet", just as if he and his head were going to separate sooner or later.

As soon as Rong Yuheng saw Zou Yi away, the phone rang. The caller was the one he was now staying with. He was stupid and had more money than the second generation ancestor Lu Mingxuan.

As soon as the phone was connected, the sound in the earpiece almost deafened his eardrums, "Damn it! Rong son, have you really been to the draft?"

Rong Yuheng took the receiver farther away and said "um" gently.

Lu Mingxuan felt that his good friend was crazy, "This is to be broadcast live on the entire network, I can see it here! Damn, do you know how awesome those contestants just now are, singing, dancing and playing b-box, we haven't seen you for so many years!"

Before Rong Yuheng could speak, he continued to pussy, "I still remember that you said you performed a b-box once, but the sound was like a kettle leaking. I heard from my brother's advice, don't embarrass you! I'll keep you, it's not a few meals."

Rong Yuheng was moved and cried after hearing this. What a filial grandson and what a fragrant word!

He said softly, "Don't worry about me, little idiot, I have talent."

Lu Mingxuan, "?"

After the plastic friendship was expressed, the phone was hung up coldly. Rong Yuheng sorted out his collar and adjusted his status to prepare for the next auditions.

After a while, Zou Yi came out. His expression was a little excited, but he was a little uncertain. He found Rong Yuheng as soon as he came out.

"I feel that I can perform well!"

Rong Yuheng asked him, "Did the teachers let you pass?"

"They didn't tell me the result, but Teacher Qiao Tan said that I had solid basic skills and nodded at me!"

The Qiao Tan mentioned by Zou Yi is a well-known senior in the circle. He is already in his forties. He debuted as a singer in the early years and started to turn behind the scenes a few years ago, participating in music production and program planning.

Zou Yi introduced the information of several other interviewers to Rong Yuheng, and talked about the situation on the scene. Before he finished speaking, he heard someone calling in front of him, "No. 13!"

Then he saw Rong Yuheng take off his hat and hand it to his hands.

"Take it for me."

"Oh okay." Zou Yi took the hat and looked up at the former, stunned.

Although Rong Yuheng took off his hat briefly just now, because the person was carrying a light, his facial features were hidden in the shadows and it was not clear. As soon as he changed his position, Zou Yi could see clearly his appearance.

So handsome!

The face is clean, the eyes are bright, the mountain roots are straight, and the facial features alone can catch people's eyeballs. Not to mention that when you look up, the corners of your eyes are slightly raised, and the eyes are shining with light and soft. It is really a natural appearance suitable for the big screen.

Zou Yi took a deep breath and said, "Come on."

Rong Yuheng thanked him and walked towards the entrance ahead.

Passing by the entrance, Wang Qilin recognized that this was the young man wearing a hat. When he saw his appearance, he couldn't help but feel shocked - Shi Qiu is worthy of being an old agent who has seen countless people, and he is accurate in looking at people!

With this face, as long as your personality is not a big mistake and your talent is not too bad, there is no problem in the entertainment industry.

He thought so, and his attitude became a little warmer, and he said to Rong Yuheng, "Don't be frightened, stand at the center of the stage."

Rong Yuheng thought that every contestant had such a prompt, so he didn't think much about it. He bent his mouth and said "Thank you" and walked inside.

After he left, the staff around Wang Qilin was shocked, "Brother Wang, does he have a backstage? You can treat it differently."

Wang Qilin slapped him on the back of the head, "Boy, what are you talking nonsense? I am the one who opens the back door for people? This is called cherishing talent, and it would be a pity if I don't enter the entertainment industry. I would like to remind you a few kind words, but it won't have any impact."

"Yes, yes... I was wrong with Brother Wang, Brother Wang is wise!"

Wang Qilin proudly said "Hmm~".

There is also a road from the entrance to the stage. Through the closed corridor, you can see the stars in front of you pushing open the door!

Rong Yuheng squinted his eyes in discomfort for a moment. He only knew that the threshold for this draft was low and the scale was high, but he didn't expect that there would be such a big stage in the primary election alone.

It can be seen how much the entertainment industry needs the injection of new forces at present.

"The following is the No. 13 player, Rong Yuheng!"

Rong Yuheng calmly brought the door with his backhand and walked to the center of the stage slowly.

The judges sat in the seat of three interviewers, and the one with sharp eyes in the middle was Qiao Tan, an old senior in the entertainment industry.

There were two interviewers sitting beside Qiao Tan, one was the champion of last year's singer competition, Jin Zhiyao; the other was the popular host, famous speaker Song Tang.

After seeing Rong Yuheng's appearance clearly, Song Tang raised his eyebrows and turned his head to hand him a look to Qiao Tan. He had been hosting the show for so many years, and he knew at a glance that this face was suitable for the camera. Especially the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which easily gave people a sense of intimacy.

After Rong Yuheng stood still, he picked up the microphone in front of him and looked at the stage.

Although the stage is big, there are few people in front of the stage. Apart from the judges, some staff and internal employees, there are no one else. I think it is because some amateurs have not adapted to the big stage and want to relieve some on-site pressure.

Under the eyes of many scrutiny, Rong Yuheng calmed down and spoke smoothly, and a clear voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone.

"Hello, judges, I am Rong Yuheng, a contestant No. 13."
Chapter completed!