True Chief

Chapter 103 Participating in the competition

"Dabao, do you think this suit suits me? It's comfortable, but it feels weird."

At the gate of the airport, Yan Jun twisted his clothes, looked down at himself, and said awkwardly.

"Handsome, so handsome, I said Laojun, this is the tenth time you have asked me." Dabao crossed him.

"Hehe, hehe." Yan Jun smiled naively: "I just think the portrait on the clothes is too weird."

"You don't understand, the chief said, this is art, this is fashion." Hua Yu smiled at the side.

Four youths in their 30s, with very ordinary hair, they have the slightly long hair common to older singers, parted in the middle or obliquely, this kind of old-fashioned hairstyle can only be seen in the 90s.

However, this hairstyle has a special charm on a few people in their 30s.

The clothes looked very fashionable, with short sleeves on his body, and there was an artistic portrait of a human head on his chest.

The three of Dabao Huayu and Yan Jun were carrying guitars and bass.

The four stood at the gate of the airport, holding a note in their hands. The four of them followed the chief's order to participate in the rookie singer competition.

Plus, chase their dormant dreams, too.

"Let's go. This is where you signed up. Let's take a taxi." Dabao said to them holding a note.

Several people walked to the side of the road and waved to the taxis that kept passing by.

"Where are the four going?" Soon a taxi stopped beside them, and the middle-aged man inside asked.

"Go to the music square, that's right here." Dabao and the others sat in with the guitar in their arms, and handed the note in their hands to the middle-aged driver.

The driver looked at the address above, and then glanced at them: "Sit down."

"Guys, foreigners, what are you doing at the Music Square?" the old driver asked, starting to chatter.

"Yes, let's go to the music plaza to participate in the selection of new singers." Dabao smiled and nodded.

"Rookie singer? How many of you?" The middle-aged driver smiled: "It's a competition for young boys and girls, why are you joining in the fun?"

Dabao and the others smiled a little embarrassedly, but did not speak.

The driver glanced at them, said nothing, and drove forward.

"Master, why haven't you arrived yet?" Dabao said with a puzzled face after nearly an hour.

"It's coming soon, the location of the airport is relatively remote, and it is far from the Music Square." The middle-aged driver said.

"Oh."

"Okay, here we are. The total is 230 seven, just give 230 five." The driver stopped the car and said to them.

"More than 200? So expensive?" Dabao said loudly with a look of surprise on his face.

"Don't you look at how far away, these are on the timer, take a look." The middle-aged driver pointed and said.

"Okay." Dabao was a little helpless, and reached out his hand to take out 300 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

"I wish you the championship, haha." The middle-aged driver said to them with a smile.

"Thank you!" Dabao nodded politely and closed the car door.

"Stupid." The middle-aged driver murmured mockingly, and the car drove away in a hurry.

"This is the music square, it's so bustling." Huayu Dabao sighed as he stepped down and looked at a huge music symbol and glass buildings in front of him.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and sign up." Fengfeng urged.

"Where did you sign up?"

"We'll know if we ask."

A few people walked quickly in front of a girl: "Sister, excuse me, where can I sign up for the selection program for singer rookies?"

"Rookie singer?" The girl looked at the four of them strangely, and then pointed in one direction: "Look, there is a huge signboard."

"Okay, thank you, thank you." Several people nodded, and then walked towards the registration desk.

"Here. Here."

The four of them walked into a shopping mall, and they took a closer look at the splendid building, the smooth ground, and luxuriously decorated shops not far away.

"There." Yan Jun pointed to a location, and the four of them walked over immediately.

At the registration office for rookie singers, two young women in their 30s were sitting there. In front, there were more than a dozen applicants queuing up.

A few people walked over and took the last position in line.

Standing in front of them was also a group, four handsome guys in their 20s, dressed in some hip-hop clothes, and their hair was shiny with pomade.

A handsome guy was still shaking his body from time to time, his hands were shaking from six to eight.

"Oops!" The young man shaking in front accidentally bumped into Dabao behind him, then turned his head with a look of astonishment on his face: "How many uncles are you? Aren't you here to participate in the competition?"

The young man pointed at them in astonishment and said with a smile.

"Yes." Dabao looked at him, frowned slightly, and nodded.

"No way, uncle, are you here to participate in the competition, or are you a group?" The young man was full of surprise.

"Yes, we are a combination." Dabao nodded heavily.

"Hehe, hehe." The young man laughed, with some sarcasm in his smile, he gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing, I admire it."

Dabao and the others ignored him, and soon after the previous people had registered, it was their turn.

"Bring your ID card here." The young woman who was in charge of the application said directly, lowering her head and filling out the form.

"We don't have an ID card, we are from other countries." Dabao said with a smile while clutching his trousers.

"No identity? Another country?" The young woman raised her head in surprise, and looked at Dabao and the four of them with even more surprise on her face.

"Bring the documents here." The young woman said.

"I have the certificate, I have the certificate." Dabao nodded immediately, and took out He Suiguo's identity certificate from his pocket.

"He Suiguo?"

"He Suiguo?" At this time, the young woman on the side also looked over curiously: "He Suiguo, I know that among the new singers this year, there is a contestant named Li Beifeng. He seems to be from He Suiguo, and he is very popular. Are you that He Suiguo?"

"Yes, that's it." Dabao nodded.

"You are not young." The young woman looked at the four of them.

It's not that there are no older singers participating in the rookie singer, but it's hard for the older ones to go on.

At present, in the entertainment circle of Han Dynasty, white-faced niches occupy more than half of the country. Some talent shows not only require talent, but also appearance, because in this way you can become an idol and be liked by female fans.

Female fans are the craziest, and most of the star fans are girls, so you don’t have to be talented, but you must have looks.

Listening to his words, Dabao and the others smiled embarrassedly.

"The four of you are a group, so you don't need to register your names one by one. Tell me the name of your group. In addition, there is a registration fee of 1 yuan."

"Okay, our group name is—"

"old boys!"

(End of this chapter)