Master, don't stop me from being an idol

At eight o'clock in the morning, Tian Xiu was lying on the bed, woke up by the sunlight coming in from the window, she rubbed her eyes, sat up and yawned.

She vaguely remembered having a very good dream last night.

Tian Xiu got out of bed to wash, and when she changed her clothes, she found a yellow talisman in her pocket.

She immediately rolled her eyes, her mother loved to worship gods every day, and even went to the temple to ask for various amulets and forced her to carry them with her, but now it's better, she just put them in her pocket.

Tian Xiu casually stuffed it into her bag, took out her mobile phone and sent a Weibo.

Tianxiu's V: "@文柏玉, my brother is so handsome! I want to follow my brother for the rest of my life!"

At the same time, Zhou Momo was eating fried dough sticks and soy milk, and he asked Wen Baiyu, "Do you find acting interesting?"

Wen Baiyu took a bite of the fritters, thought for a while and said, "Very good."

"The company has ordered a few costume dramas for you, but you have no acting experience, so you are a supporting role with few roles. Now the company wants you to participate in a variety show." Zhou Momo said.

Wen Boyu was very curious about the talent show: "What is the show like?"

Zhou Momo said: "The participants are all artists like you who have just signed a contract and don't have much resources. On the surface, the best people are selected, but the main purpose is to attract fans. As long as there are many fans who support you, even if you don't get a good ranking , the company will also give you a steady stream of resources.”

Wen Baiyu thought that the participants were newcomers just like him, so even if there was something he didn't understand, it wouldn't be too conspicuous.

Back in the room, the phone just rang. Wen Baiyu pressed the connect button, and Zhou Jingyuan's voice came from the other side, telling him that his ID card had been processed.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou." Wen Baiyu hung up the phone, looked out the window, and all the worries in his heart were swept away.

Now the biggest difficulty is solved, and then it is up to him.

"The Birth of Idol" is a talent show + variety show produced by Huale Company. There are 12 participants, all of whom are artists who have recently signed contracts with the company. According to the competition, everyone's strengths and potentials will be stimulated, and fans will be accumulated for them. Design the future development route.

The top three artists are determined through fan voting, and the company will tailor a movie featuring them as the protagonists.

In order to adapt to the program, Wen Boyu specially watched a few similar programs recommended by Zhou Momo. He felt that it was somewhat similar to martial arts competitions, which made him feel a little more friendly.

The only difference is that singing and dancing is the main thing. Wen Baiyu has a hard time, he has not been able to appreciate the songs of other worlds, let alone dance.

But if you don't know it, you have to learn.Wen Boyu quickly accepted this reality.

On the other side, Lin Wei said to Zhou Momo who was standing in front of him: "The staff member who filmed the studio privately has been fired."

Zhou Momo thought that Lin Wei suspected that it was his instruction, and hurriedly explained: "Sister Lin, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Lin Wei said: "I know, if it was related to you, you would not be standing here listening to me, but you would be kicked out."

Zhou Momo let out a sigh of relief, and then asked worriedly, "Will this matter affect Wen Baiyu?"

"Wen Boyu is a newcomer to the company after all, and "Thunder" is a movie produced by the company, so there is no problem in this regard." Lin Wei paused, then continued, "But Ji Hongshen and his fans are not so easy to talk to. "

"If Wen Boyu can't become popular in talent shows, then the company won't invest resources in him."

Zhou Momo broke out in a cold sweat, and many marketing accounts published articles in order to increase the number of readers. Once Ji Hongshen used fans and marketing accounts to make trouble, the little-known Wen Baiyu would be in trouble.

"This is the character design set by the company for Wen Boyu. Take it back and let him adapt as soon as possible. Don't have different styles in the early stage." Lin Wei picked up the file bag and pushed it over.

"Okay." Zhou Momo picked up the file bag worriedly, "Then sister Lin, I'll go first."

Lin Wei waved his hand, indicating that he understood.

Zhou Momo returned home dejectedly, Wen Baiyu heard the door closing, and came out of the bedroom to say hello: "Are you back?"

Zhou Momo lowered his head and said "Yes", and then said: "I brought your character design from the company, let's take a look together."

"Okay." Wen Baiyu sat down, he noticed that Zhou Momo's expression was not good, "You don't look well, what happened?"

Zhou Momo didn't want to add pressure to Wen Baiyu by speaking out, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Wen Boyu didn't ask any further questions after hearing the words, but took the file to check.

The simplified and traditional characters in this world are similar, although some of them cannot be completely understood, but he can probably understand the characters.

The company defined him as practicing martial arts since childhood, with a gentle and indifferent personality, and awe-inspiring justice.

Wen Boyu felt that there was not much sense of discord with himself, and he asked: "Do the other eleven artists have the same personality as defined by the company?"

"Of course, an artist is a product that has been carefully crafted and presented to fans." Zhou Momo's expression was not as casual and gentle as usual, but faintly revealed the shrewdness of a businessman, "Just showing a sincere heart is not enough."

Wen Baiyu nodded, Zhou Momo's words made him more curious about the artist.

Time flies, and soon it will be the recording day of the talent show.

Wen Baiyu changed into an ancient costume under Zhou Momo's signal, and got in the nanny car. There were not only the driver and Zhou Momo, but also a makeup artist.

The makeup artist looked at his face for a long time, but couldn't do anything, exclaimed: "You have such a good foundation, just trim your eyebrows."

Wen Baiyu was relieved when he heard that, he actually didn't like to put rouge powder on his face.

Arriving at the recording site, it was a shed-built venue. Wen Baiyu walked in, and dozens of staff members in overalls fiddled with the equipment and adjusted the lights under the command of the director.

The screen in the middle of the stage displays the pink words of "The Birth of Idol".

"Brother Wen, look there." Zhou Momo raised his chin.

Wen Baiyu looked in the direction indicated by the other party, and there stood five handsome men with different clothing styles.

Zhou Momo said: "They are the artists who participated in the talent show with you, and there are still people who haven't shown up."

Wen Baiyu glanced lightly. Immortal cultivators have a worldly aura, and after seeing them a lot, they become immune to beauty. He noticed a detail: "They are all artists, so what about their managers?"

"There are several artists under the management of the manager, how can I hang around with the same person every day." After Zhou Momo finished speaking, he found that Wen Baiyu looked at him strangely, and suddenly thought of something, and said angrily, "I made a mistake last time. As a result, the artists under my management have been assigned to other colleagues to be responsible."

This is not the first time Wen Baiyu has heard Zhou Momo's mistakes. He asked curiously, "What mistakes did the artist you brought last time make? That caused you to be implicated as well?"

"Drugs, that bastard, forcibly smashed a good hand of cards." Zhou Momo still couldn't let go of this matter.

Wen Boyu didn't know what taking drugs was, but the word was not a good word at first glance, perhaps as serious as practicing sorcery.

"Brother Zhou, I'll go first."

"Go, don't be nervous." Zhou Momo said.

Wen Baiyu smiled faintly: "There's nothing to be nervous about."

He has never been nervous in the face of hundreds of years of strong winds and waves.

The only time that made his heart beat faster was explaining his feelings to Master.

Then he got an answer that pierced his heart.

Zhou Momo was slightly stunned. He always felt that there was a heavy sadness in Wen Baiyu's eyes when he answered him, but the other party had already turned around, so he couldn't confirm it.

It's an illusion.

When Wen Boyu walked over, the five people who had been chatting happily stopped immediately, and looked at him with obvious indifference and rejection.

Wen Boyu didn't care, and stood aside, keeping a distance from the others.

"It's really despicable to rely on pulling and stepping on others to fight for heat." A man with earrings and dyed blond hair said quietly, and even smiled, so that people standing far away didn't know what he said talk.

When he said this, the faces of the other four changed slightly.Another man with a black headband said softly, "Hey, Lu Yu, the recording will start anytime."

Lu Yu smiled indifferently: "What are you afraid of? You haven't brought the microphone yet. If you don't talk about it now, you will be suffocated in the days to come."

The other four hesitated for a while, but remained on the sidelines.

Lu Yu sneered, despising them in his heart.

Wen Baiyu didn't intend to talk to them at first, but he didn't understand the first half of Lu Yu's words, but he understood the second: "Mr. Lu, be careful with your words."

Lu Yu stepped forward, and only then did he realize that Wen Baiyu was actually taller than him, and his aura was a bit shorter when facing each other.

Damn it, the smirk on Lu Yu's face could hardly be maintained anymore.

"What, did I wrong you? You asked your agent to shoot the video, right? It's just to gain popularity, to tell others that Ji Hongshen's leading role is not as good as you."

Wen Baiyu frowned, and found the recognition on other people's faces, which was why other artists targeted him.

"We didn't shoot the video, and I never felt that Ji Hongshen was inferior to me."

"What do you pretend? We are all people who know your true face. If you have any harsh words, just say it, or you will have no chance when the microphone is around." Lu Yu provocatively said.

Wen Baiyu would not allow others to slander, but Lu Yu's words let him know how to fight back. Using his spiritual energy, he took out the microphone from his pocket and said coldly, "Is this what you're talking about?"

"You! Why are you carrying a microphone?" Lu Yu was startled, and subconsciously wanted to take it away, but Wen Baiyu easily avoided it.

"Even though I don't like fighting, I won't let people slander and trample on me." Wen Baiyu said in a flat tone. When he looked over, the others subconsciously avoided his gaze.

"You kept smiling on purpose when you humiliated others, which shows that your personality is the opposite of your arrogance." Wen Baiyu put the microphone on, "It's useless for you to steal my microphone, why don't you beg the director to reveal the truth about your just now?" Deduction cut."

Lu Yu was so confused that he actually turned around and ran towards the director after hearing Wen Baiyu's words.

Wen Baiyu looked at the other four people: "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

The four looked at each other, pretending to be friendly.

"Hi, my name is Ziran."

"My name is Xu Tuyuan, nice to meet you."

"My name is Mo Zhaojin."

Wen Boyu shook hands with them one by one, and said: "The microphone is not turned on yet."

In fact he can't operate a switch at all.

Four people: "..."

The author has something to say: The article has been revised on 3/4. Those who have read it before, remember to go back to Chapter 1 to see that many places were unreasonable in the previous settings, and the cat neutering stage was tossed for many days because of anesthesia. Now it has gradually Recovery, update will be stable next time, love you guys.