Chapter 12: Young Idols (12)

Cuomo put down the grapes, picked up the phone's fingerprint to unlock the lock screen, and naturally saw the text message.

Yue Chen noticed the change in his expression, but it turned out that there was no change.

Cuomo's finger swiped a few times, which seemed to delete rather than reply.

Yue Chen blinked and pursed his lips lightly.

After waiting like this for several days, Cuomo never mentioned it, and only found some innocuous filming jobs for him here and there, and Yuechen became more and more confused about how he felt about him.

"Can you sing?"

At the dinner table, Cuomo suddenly asked.

Yue Chen was biting the tip of his chopsticks absent-mindedly, and when he heard the sound, his eyes suddenly recovered, and he looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Actually, I recently got in touch with a variety show with a fairly good ratings." Cuomo paused, looking at his expression as if he was waiting for the next article before continuing, "But that show is about music, so The invited guests have to understand music a little bit, at least, they must not be tone-deaf."

Like him, it's obviously not okay to sing forever out of tune into the Pacific Ocean, Cuomo pursed his lips.

Even if Yuechen has good looks, if he is too outrageous for an outsider, he can't justify it.

Unexpectedly, Yuechen nodded without psychological pressure, "You can go if you understand, right?"

"Yes."

"Is there a salary?"

"Of course, one episode is [-]. If the ratings are good, there may be more in the later period." Cuomo said pertinently.

"it is good."

"Ah."

It returned to the relatively wordless silence again, but it was not embarrassing. They had a brief conversation, and Yuechen lowered his head to eat, the corners of his lips were always slightly raised.
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Before recording and broadcasting the program, the host briefly explained the basic script to the four guests.

The format of the program is roughly a round table, a total of five guests and the host sit at the table, with a piano and various musical instruments beside it.

Except for the host, other guests will draw notes in a small basket round after round.

The song that the fans want to hear is written on the note, and only the guest and the host who were drawn can watch it, and the others have to guess the title of the song based on the hints given by the guest who was drawn.

Because it is a music program, when the guess is correct, the guest who is drawn usually needs to play a section with the musical instruments displayed there.

However, Cuomo made an agreement with the PD in advance that Yuechen only needs to hum when he gets on the scene—after all, this gimmick is enough for his good looks.

When the program started, the guest of the first round of lottery was a well-known folk singer on the Internet, and the title of the song was "Attachment".

After carefully folding the note, the fishbone braided girl pursed her lips, glanced at the other four people at the table, and finally couldn't help but turn her gaze to the quiet Yuechen.

Sweet and whispered: "This song, the name of the song is two characters, it is a cover of a French song, and the person who sang it is the only designated cover singer in Asia..."

Before she finished her reminder, King Qu Ku directly smiled and said, "I'm attached, right?"

The girl with fishbone braids looked at the man, smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Because it was the first one, everyone booed and played very enthusiastically, and the girl's fair and tender cheeks were flushed. She walked over and took a ukulele.

She nodded politely to everyone, and then softly sang the line she wanted to sing the most: "Yi Lian, stay by your side; look at your smiling face, kiss your lips..."

After Yuechen noticed her shy and expectant gaze, he didn't give any response, just clapped his hands lightly like everyone else.

(End of this chapter)

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