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Now, she only needs to sing this song at the best time.

"Don't be nervous, even if we can't get through this road, we can still act. Your acting skills are so good, you will surely be popular. We don't have to take the road of singing."

Seeing Song Chumo closed his eyes, Zhao Yiyi on the side was suddenly panicked. If Song Chumo really got the horns, he must be promoted. It's okay if he gets promoted. If she fails, wouldn't she remember lifetime? Although Song Chumo's acting skills are very good, his acting skills do not bring the skill to sing. I have never seen Song Chumo sing. What if I can't be promoted because of bad singing?

After realizing it, Zhao Yiyi’s small face almost turned into a pig liver color, but there are some things that are not destined to allow her to think too much. Before a sentence is finished, the team in front of him is finally End of the line.

"Next, number sixty-two, eh, Shen Mo?"

It was a young girl who reported the number. After seeing the two names of Shen Mo on the sign, she suddenly raised her eyebrows, and her voice was a little bit more excited.

"You're Shen Mo? I'm a Didi CP fan! Can you give me an autograph when I finish singing?"

Blinking and looking at Song Chumo, the little girl stared at Song Chumo, obviously suppressing her excitement, but this also caused Song Chumo’s brows to be raised. head. If this continues, she definitely has reason to believe that soon a group of people behind will know that she is the newcomer Shen Mo on Weibo who has recently been hyped by Ye Yingdi.

Perhaps for her now, the real nightmare was just being surrounded by those people at the airport, and all the questions asked were about Ye Shaoqing. She didn't want to come again with this experience.

"You go in, there is a big room on the corner of the lobby on the first floor with an'Interview in progress' sign on it!"

Handed the serial number table to Song Chumo, the little girl smiled and nodded, but after seeing Zhao Yiyi also wanting to go inside, she reached out and stopped her: "You are not allowed to go in. It can only be taken by those who can register for the competition. If you want to see it, from here, there is a floor-to-ceiling window on one side of that room. Hush, this is a secret!"

Looking around carefully, Zhao Yiyi originally wrinkled his brows to ask what happened, but was amused by the little girl's appearance, and then walked towards the place not far away the little girl said.

After all, being able to not cause troubles is the best thing she can do for Song Chumo.

After a deep call, Song Chumo walked towards the hall. This was also the first time she came to the so-called Basang company. Baeksang didn’t listen very much, because it was only the competition. That's it, it is precisely because of this focus that almost everyone regards the Baixiang Contest as the most authoritative competition, and the amount of registration is not large. This way, Baixiang has also been in this Yecheng for 29 years. In the past twenty-nine years, so many entertainers in the entertainment industry have come out from here.

For the first time to observe the hall of Baeksang in such a formal way, the entire floor was used as a hall. It has to be said that companies that have existed for a while have their own pride, but what makes Song Chumo a little strange is that this There was no staff member on the road, but after walking along the road signs, Song Chumo finally saw a room with the sign "Interview in progress" after moving towards that corridor.

After taking a deep breath, Song Chumo reached out and knocked on the door of the room. The crisp sound resounded in this hall, and the echo reverberated, giving Song Chumo the illusion that there was no one in it.

After a long time, a nice male voice came out in this room: "Come in."

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After the man said this, Song Chumo stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, and the scene inside was also slightly stunned by Song Chumo, because this practice room was so big that it was bigger than the one in Universal Entertainment The practice room is even bigger. It is divided into two halves. One is a room full of recording equipment and singing equipment. The space inside is very small. It is surrounded by glass and looks like a small In the recording studio, there is only one person in the other half of the room. It is a man, a man in a white shirt with casual pants.

The man was very young, Mo was in his twenties, and his face was very beautiful. At this moment, the man was looking at Song Chumo, his eyebrows were slightly bent with a smile. It’s a strange feeling that in this entertainment industry, you rarely see such a clean smile, but now, Song Chumo actually saw it at such a time and at such a place, and I have to say it really. It was extremely unexpected.

The corners of his mouth were also bent, Song Chumo's eyes darkened, then he looked at the man, and the deep meaning was converged between his eyebrows.

"What's your name?"

Looking at the woman in a white skirt in front of me with interest, the man’s eyes were narrowed again. I have to say that this is a very strange feeling. Some people, you can know it at the first glance. She is a different existence. The woman in front of her was actually subconsciously looking up and down when she saw her. This was really beyond his expectation, at least until now. , This woman is still the first.

"Shen Mo, 19 years old this year, a senior high school student, today I just came to participate in the Baeksang Competition, how do you call it?"

Very politely, she reported her home, but the man in front of her had his eyes drifting away from her body, and the smell of the eye was getting stronger and stronger. This feeling made her very uncomfortable.

"Shen Mo, this name is a bit familiar, you can call me Mr. Rong, why, what song are you going to sing?"

Slender fingertips knocked on the table and made a crisp sound, which echoed in the room time after time. Song Chumo raised his eyes and looked around the practice room. I don’t know why, she always felt that this time the assessment seemed to be absent. So simple.

Could it be that the promotion rights of the Baixiang Contest were all handed over to the man in front of him? This is obviously impossible.

But at this moment, it doesn't matter how the assessment is, what he has to do now is to sing the song he wants to sing well, she can't get distracted.

"What I want to sing is Time Cooking Rain. This is my song for today's competition."

He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already suppressed all the fluctuations. At this moment, Song Chumo seemed to have converged the aura of his entire body, that kind of dissipated almost instantly. The strong aura of the man also made the man stunned for a moment, and then the curvature of the corner of his mouth became a little clear.

Sure enough, this woman was not as simple as she saw on the surface, but he suddenly looked forward to it.

"You go into this recording studio and come out after you sing. By the way, our audition does not have the equipment to dub us for you. What we want to listen to is cappella.

He glanced at Song Chumo with a smile. The man pointed to the small recording studio not far away. Song Chumo didn't have much reaction after hearing this. After all, what audition means , Means that you will have to face tens of thousands of people every day. Under such circumstances, do you still want everyone to have the best equipment?

Although Song Chumo had not participated in the audition of this music, he still understood this rule.