Old-male-pink.

The venue suddenly became silent.

The cameraman is experienced and the camera turns Wu Jin on the stage in the next second! The audience director and host are curious whether the player Wu refused to court, or ignored the confession in a cold and ruthless manner, or smiled at the interview episode-

The stage is in the middle.

Wu Jin opened his eyes blankly.

The fluffy curly hair was almost scared. The facial expression was so calm that it could be strong, the ears and cheeks were obviously red, and the small round face was pitiful and innocent.

After realizing that the camera is tangent toward him, Wu Jin's excellent expression management system is activated in one second, and the character "Mourishing Young Master" assigned by Qingniao Entertainment quickly replaced Wu Jin's original self.

However, Wu Jin still couldn't control it.

A small, soundless air burp was blew in front of the camera.

The female mentor, countless spectators in the venue, suddenly covered their hearts.

"So good-looking ahhhhhhhhh--"

"I was scared to hiccups? Hahaha why is it so cute hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha when I saw my husband fans!"

"New wall Get! Come to Mama's arms, exactly the same as the hamster I have raised! After being frightened, I will keep holding it and comforting it, give food comfort, caressing my back, and praise it for continuing to comfort it today..."

The female instructor was overjoyed.

The camera turned sharply to the audience when the camera was once again sharp. This "husband fan" was imposing, with a focused and open expression, her eyes locked on the stage, and she held the sign like a weightlifting machine gun, and the support sign was shining:

"I love Wu Jin"

The atmosphere instantly burned!

Screams and applause sounded at the same time. The audience followed suit and gave them understanding and encouragement to the Guardian Times. So handsome! Cool Boy! What's wrong with Hanzhi! Why can't the little brother chase stars? Don't be too touching if you confess your love boldly!

The female instructor laughed: "You are very supreme, husband. Sister is optimistic about you! Okay, let contestant Wu enter his performance-"

The stage gradually darkened.

The only beam light lit up, and Wu Jin was half a beat slow before he started to adjust the headset.

The boy lowered his head slightly, and his side face was licked by the gentle stage light. His curly hair and delicate and tall nose bridge outlined a light halo. His eyelashes were slightly twitching.

The background music fades out and the beam turns to cool tones.

The heavy drumbeat rang.

Wu Jin suddenly looked up.

The fluffy bangs swept under the light and shadow due to the violent movements. The drum beats exploded, Wu Jin's set of footwalks were accurately scouted, his eyes were focused and cold. When the toprock joined, the limbs were perfectly stuck under strong control. The movement and stillness formed an almost bizarre visual contrast-

The last three blasts.

bofreeze, from extreme contraction to ostentatious at the fixed point, landing and knees cushioning, the boy with a cold expression looked straight to the camera.

A slightly shy smile bloomed like the snow and ice melting.

The camera captured the three mentors' astonishment without any accident.

The blockbuster lights lit up again, and the audience noises increased, and finally gathered into sky-high applause. The female instructor curled his eyes and applauded Wu Jin as he spoke in his microphone.

In the audience, the agent Chen Ge was overjoyed: "Is there a C? Is there a C rating?"

Beside Wei Shi, the little girl who sold the support card murmured: "This must be an A rating... Ah, why did I sell the brand? The little brother wants it to be popular!"

Wei Shi's eyes were locked at Wu Jin.

Memories suddenly passed, including Wu Jin, who was performing C theme songs in Closen, Wu Jin, who danced beside the fountain in the square, and Wu Jin, who sang gently in the underground bar.

During the communication connection, Researcher Song could not hold on and went back to sleep, and Ajun was always on standby while eating melon seeds.

Ajun talked a lot of nonsense: "Did Brother Wei see the little witch? Have you held the little hand..."

Wei Shi finally responded: "How to package and release an album after debut?"

Ajun quickly typed the keyboard and replied: "In the 21st century, recording needs, er, lyrics, arrangement, mixing and revision, distribution planning, marketing promotion..."

Wei Shi: "I asked about the 31st century."

Ah Jun: "Ah?!"

On the stage, Wu Jin tried Vocal at the request of his mentor, but in the end he gave a rating B because the real and false voice was not up to standard. However, the female dance instructor said that the real voice of the little Wu player was basically in the form of the real voice, and it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to A.

After Wu Jin bowed obediently around and stepped down, the trainees behind the curtain expressed their admiration. One of the little red-haired men who sang RAP hugged Wu Jin and said, "Brother, remember to choose me in the next round of grouping!"

Wu Jin quickly agreed.

When I returned to the backcourt, some trainees teased "husband fans", and the ratings on the stage continued.

The trainee who was familiar with each other for a while was sighing: "You should be from A! Have you paid less money?"

Wu Jin waved his hand quickly: "No, I probably can't get A. The tactical foundation is too weak..."

Trainee: "???"

"..." Wu Jin went crazy: Wait! What is the basics of combat, what am I talking about and what am I doing...

In the center of the screen, the lens switches back and forth between the stage and the audience.

Every time I scanned the "husband fan" Wu Jin, my eyebrows were pounding. Brother Chen, why are they?... I bought all the fans! However, Wu Jin couldn't control himself and stared at people and studied and observed, looking left and right.

After watching it, he rubbed his face.

Three hours.

All trainee level positioning ended. The audience was satisfied and ready to leave.

Wei Shilisuo gave 10,000 RMB to the professional fans next to him. The newly installed "Zhizhibao" of the "mobile phone" automatically added friends. The other party's signature said, "Contact 139XXX for details of professional fans, hold a sign for 120 and scream for 20, support station building 6000, station sister editing pictures 60..."

Wei Shi turned off the mobile phone screen casually, walked towards the backcourt with a support card.

The man is very conspicuous at 1.9 meters tall, and he has been in a high position for a long time and looks cold. The domineering president who comes out of the novel is always eye-catching.

In addition to the black foundation, pink heart fluorescent flashing idol support card that was sandwiched under his strong arms.

"Isn't this the husband-" Some fans suddenly remembered and looked complicated: "The domineering presidents are chasing stars these days! And male fans are still looking at idols, so do we still want to live!"

The straight male security guard who was blocking the background looked at Wei Shi and was puzzled.

Very handsome guy, he got a fancy support card, hey! The security guard immediately stopped the guard: "Where to go? If you don't come in from the backstage, look for the contestant? The contestant is not here now, and they are all put in the back door to prepare to enter the dormitory..."

Wei Shi immediately strided towards the back door.

Unexpectedly, the back door was already blocked, and countless fans carried long spears and short cannons to greet the "brother" who had known him for only 3 hours. The trainees were struggling in the cordon, and Wei Shi frowned slightly, and quickly passed through the little girl with his height advantage.

——And then he was stopped by the security guard in one second: “What are you doing?”

Wei Shi calmed down: "Chasing stars."

The security guard was suspicious: "Is it so good to chase stars? Why do I think you are looking for revenge? Are you carrying the equipment?"

Wei Shi: "What equipment."

Security guard: "... Take, take pictures! If you don't show up, what kind of front line? Isn't this a waste of position?"

Wei Shi took out the POPO mobile phone he bought with no expression on his face, with 20 million (pixels) in front and behind, making the photos clearer.

The security guard held his face tight.

The security guard's face turned red.

The security guard laughed: "There is a front line here to take photos with your mobile phone hahahahaha. This is not the front line station sister is a illegitimate, hahaha--"

Wei Shi was quickly kicked out of the talent show base.

Wei Shi: "…"

The man stood in the middle of the road like a bayonet full of anger. In the midsummer sun of S City, he stood with his back straight, and his right hand was used to rub his waist. As long as he could find a pistol, he could enter the selection base and carry the soft little trainees.

Wei Shi's eyes were stopped on the opposite side of the road and propaganda slogans: Cross the road, be civilized, abide by laws and regulations, and be good citizens.

Abide by laws and regulations.

The guard who had never followed the rules and regulations was suppressed and finally stepped towards an electronic building across the road, and asked coldly in the communication: "What is the 'front line'."

Floating City Laboratory.

Ajun pounced and almost fell from the chair: "Wei, Brother Wei, this seems to be a slander in the fan station. The station sister is the boss of the station, responsible for stuttering the itinerary and organizing support. The front line is rushing to take photos in front. Generally, artists, economic companies and big station sisters have come and go. If you have an event, you can see real people. It is easy to let go if you say it is a station sister..."

Wei Shi quickly bought the Lycra camera, and the tellers were shocked by the boss's attitude of "not short of money". There are also some people who don't want to give away the camera when doing activities. After taking the camera, they paid directly and turned around...

When Wei Shi returned to the talent show base again, more than half of the trainees had dispersed. Wu Jin was even missing. He could only hear from a few small fans, "Little Wu is so cute!", "I keep bowing, like a polite spring marshmallow!"

On the outside of the base cordon, the program team is taking a loudspeaker and politely asking fans to go home: "Thank you for your support, pay attention to safety on the way. Regarding the next episode of the program, we will go to XX Film and Television Base to shoot tomorrow. Please try not to affect the daily order of the film and television base. The same contestant only put one in all the support stations... Thank you for your support, thank you for your support!"

Weishi connects to the communication in seconds.

Floating laboratory.

Ajun is still constantly popularizing science in the communication.

The psychologist Zhou Nan woke up and made a cup of wolfberry tea to come and tent. The more Zhou Nan listened, the more interesting he felt, and murmured: "It's a good idea. Brother Wei is too late to apply for a security guard in the program team. Be an investor. The entertainment industry is so deep, it's really hard to do. Visiting the dormitory at night can easily scare away the little white rabbit. If you use this identity to approach the little witch-"

Next to him, Ajun listened to Wei respectfully and was stunned: "Brother Wei, do you want to be a station sister? You also want a dog, a dog on the front line? Don't be behind the scenes?"
To be continued...