Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 741
People in this world, Bailang regards him like a chicken and a dog, and he has a noble personality, so he would never attack a chicken or a dog at will, so even if he meets a strange Bailang, he just smiles.In his current situation, it was necessary to cover up a little - someone would pick him up after he became a little famous, and Bailang was very unsure if those guys could find anything wrong - his current income couldn't be explained.

So Bailang retired from the long-term private room and directly rented an old small room. He also bought a second-hand car with a foreign license plate - the Shanghai license plate was too expensive, so he didn't carry a second-hand car.Bailang was hoping that this would cover up something, and now he was about to participate in the draft.This talent show is a talent audition, and it's not limited to singing and dancing. Bailang, as the invitee, reported boxing.

"You've made a lot of money, don't you know? This way of Xingyiquan is a top-notch master's cover-up, and you can make great progress in martial arts just by looking at it." Bailang thought, for a master like him, lowering his level to a very low level It's okay to have a low standard, let's just play around.It's just that this man has the true meaning of martial arts when he raises his hands and feet, and it depends on whether Bailang puts his heart into hiding it.

This time it was Wei Yang who signed a contract with him to represent him in the draft - the organizer did give him money, but it was not much, and Bailang gave Wei Yang more than half of his points.I drove to the venue by car, and this time I recorded the program directly—it’s not yet the time for the mentor to appear on stage, but all the candidates are ranked first, second, and third in terms of their performance talents, and by the way, let’s see if they can gain fans.

Bailang just sneered, because he saw a lot of sissies—really indistinguishable sissies, men look like women, but women have a so-called gender-neutral beauty. "Did you say they have muscles in their arms?" Bailang also asked Wei Yang casually. Wei Yang is a greasy man, already a little fat, but his arms are still quite thick. Bailang thinks that this guy is not strong enough for ordinary people. Small.

This Wei Yang also showed a cheap smile, "There are still more or less muscles, don't you think there are big ones in here? I just don't know if their nipples will get bigger?" Bailang laughed immediately, "You It’s too bad, is it said that they eat a lot of steroid hormones to make them estrogenized? Don’t pretend to be stupid, I am also knowledgeable.” In fact, these two people spoke too viciously, and the so-called big guy is muscular, In fact, the more aggressive men can reach the level after exercising and controlling their diet.

This kind of muscle does not need to take medicine, but Wei Yang is also relatively bad.

The host started warming up the show, and the audience had already entered the arena, "Are these considered professional audiences?" Bailang asked casually, and Wei Yang looked at it, "At least 24% are professional audiences, and the rest should be ordinary people with connections. Yes." There are [-] people on stage today, and everyone will perform first, and then the next time the four mentors will start selecting people for their second performance. "Anyway, that's the process." Wei Yang said.

"Can you be eliminated? There should be elimination in the first round, right?" Bai Lang said while sitting in the background, Wei Yang shook his head, "I know what you're thinking, it's not such a good thing to give up."

"Oh, Bai is such a good boy, he is going to be an actor now." Bailang sighed, and Wei Yang squinted at him, "Then why don't you agree at first?" , so this Wei Yang has no scruples about speaking.Bailang laughed, "I know you're purely out of boredom, but please control yourself a little bit and don't make big things happen. Think about it, I still have to work to support my family, so feel sorry for me." Wei Yang said.

"Don't worry, mere work is not worth mentioning! As the saying goes, three years begging for food, the emperor won't do it." Bai Lang said this kind of impropriety.He was actually joking, if Wei Yang really lost his job because of him, Bailang would also give him millions to support his family.For Bailang, things like money come and go quickly, and they are real possessions outside the body.

After the warm-up session, the host began to babble nonsense, and then the first draftee came on stage, "Sing." Bai Lang looked at the little lady and muttered, "Oh, don't say it, this singing is a bit professional. "Bai Lang commented, while Wei Yang quickly criticized, "Let me tell you, this is a professional, but he is from a certain acting department, and he is not as good as the two majors of the Beijing Normal University. "

After listening to the interview, Bailang frowned slightly, "Is this selling misery? Or selling some kind of character design? Oh, yes, there is a playbook beforehand, it seems that I have one too." Bailang motioned to Wei Yang gave it to him, "There should be an accident in the live broadcast." Wei Yang murmured, and handed the script to Bailang. He was really worried that this person would just throw a tantrum, and he would really lose his job.

Bailang looked at the stuff inside, "Is this the only thing I'm relying on? Have they investigated it?" He was thinking in his heart that fortunately, both parents died in this world, and it's a lone star of the devil to start the game—good! "I'm going to sell you miserably, master?! Don't even think about it!" Bailang whispered, and Wei Yang almost knelt down, "Brother, brother, for the sake of my eighty-year-old mother and ten-year-old son." Li took out a knife of paper and slapped it on Wei Yang's face.

That was 1 yuan, Wei Yang was a little dazed, so Bailang took out a knife of paper from another trouser pocket and slapped it backhandedly, the previous 1 yuan was placed in Wei Yang's hands.After the two slaps were done, Wei Yang took the money and never said a word.

The backstage needs to change clothes and put on make-up. For the clothes, the talent show will solve it by themselves. If they don’t have their own make-up artist, then the program team will have them. "Don't put anything on my face, my lord!" Bailang said, resolutely refusing the make-up artist to do anything on his face. This man hasn't even shaved his beard today, and his hair looks like a Ruda.The makeup artist repeatedly explained to him that without makeup, people's facial features would be pale under the lighting of the stage, but Bailang ran away very simply.

This is going to be a broadcast accident, if it weren't for the recording and broadcasting, it would have been miserable.However, even the director couldn't convince Bailang—they just couldn't find this guy, and Wei Yang said that this guy would definitely come out, "Besides, he has tough facial features and a big beard, so it doesn't matter if he wears makeup or not?"

It was Bailang's turn, and this person reappeared in a whoosh, "Where have you been?" Don't dare to scold - looking at the big fist, there is nothing to say.

(End of this chapter)