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Chapter 7 Newcomer Selection Competition - Prelude

Qiu Meilin ran amok all the way, rushed into Fangzheng's office under the astonished eyes of countless people, and slammed the door hard with a "slap".

It seemed that Fangzheng had offended this snake-tailed wasp, and everyone mourned for it silently for half a minute, then went back to each house to find their own mothers.

Fangzheng looked up and found that it was Qiu Meilin, so he hooked his lips and said with a smile: "Miss Qiu has nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, is she here to return my lovely junior to me? Thank you so much, I will let you go immediately Someone picked her up. She must have caused you a lot of trouble these days, so I'll first apologize to Sister Qiu for her. "

Qiu Meilin only felt that her heart had been cut into pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere. Is it so scary for a man to be ruthless?
"Ah Zheng, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, and a small movement gave him a youthful playfulness in his maturity. 30 years old is the most beautiful age for men, and it has the same fatal attraction to girls and women.

"Sister Qiu, why don't I quite understand what you said. You came to me, and you neither gave me back your lovely junior, nor did you tell me the reason, and you used your Qiu-style philosophy to make things difficult for me the moment you opened your mouth. Ah, I know Yes, you must think that my qualifications are as rich as yours, so that we can see that we have a common language, but have you forgotten that when you were already a big stylist, I was still a rookie who just joined the company Well, how can I compare with you?"

Is this mocking her age?
Qiu Meilin felt very cold, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Fangzheng seriously, and Fangzheng allowed her to look at him openly, even the corners of his mouth had a very small arc.

Finally, she spoke: "Ah Zheng, this is the last time I will call you that. I came to tell you that after the selection of newcomers this time is over, I will apply to the company to coach Gemini and train a group of freshmen for the company." division……"

"So you came to say goodbye to me?" Fangzheng interrupted her, his eyes were dim, and suddenly, he smiled softly, "I see, so I'm the first one to say goodbye to you?"

Qiu Meilin didn't know what he meant, so she just nodded.

Fangzheng stretched his waist, pushed the chair away from the table, stood up, turned his back to Qiu Meilin, and said in a brisk tone: "Then I won't delay Sister Qiu's farewell to the others, Sister Qiu has a good journey!"

Qiu Meilin took a deep look at him, then turned around resolutely, "I will."

Kong Zixi is a senior high school student. Originally, senior high school students had to start tutoring one month in advance during the summer vacation. However, due to her special family situation, the school agreed to let her go to work during the day and arrange teachers for her tutoring at night.

In the eyes of teachers, Confucius has always been a smart, hardworking, and self-improving child, so the teachers who tutored her did not complain, but sympathized with her situation. When they came to the office to give her tutoring, they would bring dinner or snacks.

That night, Confucius finished his physics course and returned to the classroom to do his homework, seeing that he still had a little time.It happened that the teacher on duty went to patrol the next class, and the classroom was a bit noisy.

After she sat down, she realized that the students were not discussing a problem, but the selection of newcomers tomorrow.The conversation is nothing more than which big-name celebrities will join in the selection of newcomers, or whether the handsome men and beautiful women among the newcomers are of high quality as last year and the year before last.

"I heard that Yao Qian and Geng Yuanyuan from the next class are going to participate in this selection." Classmate A thought it was very secretive.

Classmate B immediately answered, "Not only that, all the beautiful and handsome guys who are ranked high in the school will try their luck. Accidentally becoming famous is much more promising than being a student."

Everyone nodded, obviously agreeing with this statement.

Classmate C saw Kong Zixi coming back, his eyes lit up, he quickly rolled up the book into a microphone, and handed it to Kong Zixi, "May I ask Confucius, as the honorary class flower of our class, do you have the confidence to achieve good results in the selection of newcomers?" ?”

Confucius subconsciously turned his head to look at Yao Qian, the actual class flower in the class. She had obviously heard the words "honorary class flower", and her expression was very bad. When she saw Confucius looking at her, she immediately turned her head away.

Both Yao Qian and Kong Zixi are beautiful girls, Yao Qian is even a little taller, but Kong Zixi has an elegant temperament, so in order to distinguish the two of them in the class, they are called "honorary class flower" and "actual class flower".But in Yao Qian's view, a class flower is a class flower, and she is obviously more beautiful, so why should there be an "honorary class flower" with her, so the relationship with Confucius has always been bad.

Confucius took the "microphone", smiled at the earnest eyes of his classmates, and said: "Everyone thinks highly of me, I know how much I am, and you say I am ashamed to use my singing to harm the masses of the people." ears?"

Everyone immediately remembered the scene of a classmate dinner, Confucius Xi couldn't shirk everyone's strong request, and the scene where he presented a song, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

You said that Kong Zixi is beautiful and has a good temperament, wearing an elegant white dress and singing "Gardenia Blossoms" is a wonderful thing.However, his voice is really pleasant, sometimes soft and sometimes clear, but he just can't find the tune.Everyone thought she did it on purpose at first, endured the torture of their ears, and asked her to sing many more songs, but it turned out that it was not intentional, or that there were people who were born out of tune, and Kong Zixi was one of them.

But everyone was not reconciled, and continued to ask: "Then don't be a singer, just be an actor!"

Confucius seemed to think about it seriously, and said to everyone: "Thank you for your kind support, I will think about it carefully. By the way, have you interviewed Yao Qian?"

The subject was immediately changed, and everyone chattered about the results of the interview with Yao Qian, saying that she was very confident, and finally hinted that there was someone superior to her.

Confucius summed up with a smile: "Everyone should go to cheer for Yao Qian. Ah, the teacher is here, hurry back to your seat!"

In the scorching sun, the Stellar Square in front of the Stellar Building was crowded with contestants and staff, and huge parasols could be seen everywhere.

Confucius took this rare opportunity to rest.

She stood on a high place and looked down at the people in the square.

"Yo! Are you free?" A greeting came from behind.

Confucius looked back and saw clearly that it was Fang Zheng, Fang Da's stylist, and quickly said hello politely: "Hello, Teacher Fang!"

Fangzheng looked at Confucius with a smile, and said, "It's good to be young. I was not much older than you when I joined the company."

Kong Zixi was a little surprised at Fang Zheng's intentions, so he nodded and followed his words: "Mr. Fang, you are very young now, and you have become a top-notch stylist in just a few years. You are so young that you can't be envious." of."

"Listening to you is really pleasant." Fangzheng laughed loudly.

Confucius Xi blushed, and just about to say something, Fang Zheng suddenly hooked his fingers at her mysteriously, motioning her to follow him.

The place where Fangzheng took her was the electronic monitoring room on the top floor, and the things the company was filming in various places would be fed back here, including the scene of this newcomer audition.

Kong Zixi didn't have enough authority, so he sneaked in after Fangzheng.

Fangzheng entered a sub-console casually, and greeted the staff inside with a smile. The person immediately smiled knowingly, got up and left, and still looked at Confucius with ambiguous eyes.

Fangzheng politely asked Confucius to sit down. Kong Zixi gave him a meaningful look, which made his hair stand on end, and then smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened.

"Teacher Fang, what do you want me to see?" Confucius asked softly, his voice as soft as running water.

Fangzheng moved a chair and sat down beside her, with a slight smile, he pointed to the screens No. 8 to 36, and said, "These are the images of this newcomer selection."

Confucius nodded, waiting for his next words.

Fangzheng took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "Why did you choose to be a stylist?"

"I like this industry." Kong Zixi stared into his eyes and answered carefully.

"Can you give me a more definite answer?"

Confucius groaned for a while, and slowly clenched his fingers into a fist. Suddenly, she raised her head and grinned. Different from her usual smile with her lips pursed, an invisible publicity lingered around her.She said word by word: "I like to control the fate of others, have you seen it?" She pointed to the crowd on the screen, her pale fingers glowing with firmness, "They are all my soldiers, and here is my soldier." The battlefield. Their victory or defeat, prosperity or decline are all in my hands. What I want is not the brilliance in front of everyone's eyes, what I pursue is the magic touch, of course," she tilted her head, revealing her hair. Si playfully, "There is still money!"

Fangzheng couldn't help laughing.

"Don't ask me why I pursue money, I won't tell you." Kong Zixi finished summing up, quickly restrained his facial expression, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth, as if after thousands of rehearsals, his smile was finally finalized, clean, pure, and as if Angel's white wings.

Fangzheng couldn't help but marvel: "Maybe you can really become a magician." He smiled and said: "Then please allow me to give a small gift to the future Miss Magician." He pointed to the display screen and looked at Confucius. Xi smiled meaningfully: "Perhaps you can find the person you are looking for from here."

(End of this chapter)