My boy group debuted to go bankrupt

06.

There was a partitioned passage leading from the backstage to the assessment stage, and players would be interviewed when they entered and exited the arena. Ye Nanzhong didn't know, so he almost walked over without squinting, but was trotted back by the reporter girl.

The little reporter's breathing was unsteady, and the microphone almost poked Ye Nanzhong's face.

Ye Nanzhong avoided it a little. Looking at the age of the other party and the nervous face, it was obvious that he was a rookie.

Almost the moment he realized it, he put on a kind smile of the old capital fooling the newcomer in the workplace, "It's the first interview? Don't be nervous, just treat it as a small talk, just chat casually, what school did you graduate from?"

The little reporter subconsciously regarded himself as a junior, and replied: "He's from H University, he hasn't graduated yet, he's a senior this year, and he's doing an internship."

"Oh, it's quite far away, aren't you used to it?" Ye Nanzhong had been to City H on a business trip before, and donated a building to the university of the same name in the province. He recalled it and said with a smile, "Hunan cuisine is delicious. It’s just eating and lying in the hospital for several days.”

The little reporter is a native of City H. As soon as his eyes lit up, he immediately started talking. He talked for several minutes, and the topics were all led by Ye Nanzhong.

Finally, the old capitalist patted her on the shoulder, blinked, and said in a crappy Xiang accent, "Little sister, come on, try to become a regular."

"Thank you." The reporter girl watched Ye Nanzhong leave the aisle and walked onto the stage, and sighed happily, "Mr. Ye is good-looking, cultivated, good-natured, and good-natured. He has no airs at all. Such a good person will definitely be popular. His interview clips are edited well and then released."

The little reporter clenched his fist and vowed.

The cameraman who watched the whole process looked at the short film where the characters were completely reversed, hesitant to say: "..." Are you sure you won't be all clicked?

Of course Ye Nanzhong knew that his indiscriminate interview was doomed to be dismissed. After all, he came to watch variety shows, not to know the story of a small reporter. part.

He is also destined to be the unknown group of people on this show.

Ye Nanzhong squinted his eyes happily as he thought about it. The spotlight was very bright, illuminating the stage like a dream. The three judges were well-dressed and well-made.

Li Huiru was full of Korean fashion, and the playful and elegant little girl exclaimed, her voice was sweet, "Oh~lucky~~~ The first one is actually such a handsome little brother~"

Ye Nanzhong's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help laughing: If Li Huiru could sing as well as speak, she wouldn't be able to lose her job in the entertainment circle so soon.

He didn't reveal any thoughts in his heart, nodded politely to the three of them, and called "teacher" in unison.

Song Cong immediately snorted angrily.

Ye Nanzhong was not used to him either, so he said directly, "Teacher Song has a bad nose? Why don't you call Boss Ying and ask for leave? Your illness is minor, but delaying work is serious."

If you say quit earlier and change someone earlier, you can still recover a liquidated damages.

Yingcheng was set up by the Lu family, and finally set up the stove again, so he was naturally more cautious, since he spent a lot of money to invite the three of them, the liquidated damages in the contract are also expensive.

The first installment of the program was paid for the first installment, and the 15 yuan Song Cong got could not afford the million-dollar liquidated damages.

He was startled and angry, his face was red with anger, and the table was slapped loudly, but only "you" came out of his mouth.

The atmosphere on the stage was suddenly a little awkward. This meeting was a tearful one, either old grudges or personal enmity!

The editors and directors' eyes lit up, and immediately directed the camera to take a close-up of the four people in the field, and asked people to dig out the stories behind the two people.

In the camera, Ye Nanzhong is tall and tall, with a calm cloud and a breezy smile, and Song Cong is standing in front of the table, with one hand still on the table, his face is red to purple, the original anger has lasted too long It turned into embarrassment, and her face was aggrieved if she wanted to sit or not; Li Huiru covered up the excitement in her eyes, covered her mouth and leaned on the back of the chair without making a sound; only Zheng Qiaosheng, the oldest and most senior in the field, As if nothing happened, he calmly flipped through the file in his hand.

After a few seconds, he crossed his hands and looked up at Ye Nanzhong, and said, "Xu Guoqiang, do you know him?"

As soon as the name came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. They didn't know why Zheng Qiaosheng suddenly mentioned this respected senior.

Ye Nanzhong was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a complicated expression, "I know."

"It really is you." Zheng Qiaosheng nodded unexpectedly, and asked mockingly, "Why are you here to join in the fun? That old guy Xu Guoqiang has been out of the circle for too long, and he can't get resources. You need to come out and find a part-time job across the industry." gone?"

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

He remembered that Zheng Qiaosheng and the senior Huadian professor Xu Guoqiang, who caught his eye, were a pair of good friends who fell in love and killed each other.

The two started a company together when they were young, but later they parted ways because of disagreement in business philosophy. Xu Guoqiang retired and returned to his alma mater to teach. Zheng Qiaosheng sold the company's film and television department and became a pure music company. Unfortunately, he hit the market due to bad luck. Depression, not long before bankruptcy.

Zheng Qiaosheng is in his fifties, wears a pair of glasses, has a stern face every day, and got out of the circle because of being mean when he was young; while Xu Guoqiang has always been refined and gentle, smiling all day long.

The two of them didn't look like they belonged to the same world.

Ye Nanzhong had been away from this circle for too long, and at first he didn't remember being caught by Mr. Xu, let alone the matter between Mr. Xu and others.

Zheng Qiaosheng also wanted to taunt Xu Guoqiang from the air, and the director, who had a strong desire to survive, quickly asked his assistant to stop it.

He reluctantly turned over this article, pouted like an unconvinced child.

Li Huiru hurriedly walked down the process with a smile, "You have 3 minutes to show yourself on stage, have you thought about what you want to show?"

Ye Nanzhong frowned, and couldn't hold back what was in his heart, "It's so troublesome? What are you going to perform? It must take 3 minutes?"

"Uh, not necessarily..." Li Huiru debuted in the Korean talent show, and has also appeared in many variety shows. This is the first time I have met such a contestant who thinks the performance time is too long.

She smiled and blinked, and pointed out, "Singing, dancing, playing the guitar... as long as you can do it, but it only takes 3 minutes to prepare props and show your talents."

Ye Nanzhong heard the words and swept his eyes around the venue, and circled a place on the empty stage where guitars, drum kits, and bass were placed.

Neither will he.

He can play the piano that a rich man must have, and he can play the violin and cello. Obviously, the stage is empty, and some of them can be seen at a glance.

But for 3 minutes, it is estimated that the tuning is not enough.

After they came, the program team only took care of the lottery and didn't say anything about performing. It seems that they did this on purpose to test their adaptability, or the idol's reserve skills.

Ye Nanzhong didn't care if he could debut as an idol or not, he even wanted to be pornographic on this show, but doing nothing was not in line with his personality.

Finally, he locked the two drum sticks on the drum kit and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Can you perform anything?"

"Yes, you can also find a judge to interact with." Li Huiru hinted at the general wink.

"I do need someone to assist in my performance, but girls and the elderly can't. After all, I respect the old and love the young, and I am very gentleman." Ye Nanzhong said as he picked up two drumsticks and flipped them skillfully at his fingertips.

The drumstick jumped and danced quickly between his fingers, obediently playing with afterimages, and finally was put into his palm and swung, standing on his side.

Then he looked at Song Cong, showed a smile, and said humbly, "Teacher, please."

Song Cong: "..." He looked at the drumstick and suddenly had a bad feeling.

But he could only bite the bullet and walked over, glaring at Ye Nanzhong where the camera couldn't see, "Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with Yingcheng backing you up, and if you offend me, I will let you in The entertainment industry can't get along!"

Ye Nan gave him another look, smiled and said nothing.

Song Cong panicked inexplicably, "You, what are you going to do?"

"Mr. Song, don't be afraid, just sit here, and I will be careful not to hit you." Ye Nanzhong asked someone to move a chair, and promised with a sincere smile, "Of course, if I hurt you , the medical expenses will definitely be paid, don't worry."

Song Cong: "..." Damn, what should I do if I'm even more worried!

He was a little apprehensive looking at the 1.8-meter tall boy, and wanted to refuse, but then saw the cameras around him, and finally settled down, thinking: In such a large crowd, Ye Nanzhong would never really do anything to him of.

And the performance, what else can he perform, is it beating him?

He sneered disdainfully, and heard Ye Nanzhong announce himself loudly: "Next, please enjoy the show "Homemade Double-Stick Dog Beating Stick Method"."

"Shu shua shua" Ye Nanzhong swayed the two drumsticks in his hand vigorously, and then pointed them at him.

Song Cong: "..."

Since Li Ka-shing's son was kidnapped, martial arts classes have become a compulsory subject for the rich second generation. Ye Nanzhong is interested in these and learns a lot of things. He knows a little about everything.

He knew it well, but Song Cong watched the stick flicked past his eyes again and again, rubbing his ears, scalp, and neck... He was so frightened that his legs went weak for a while, and he almost fell off the chair. In just 3 minutes, I broke out in a cold sweat.

Ye Nan regained his momentum without breaking a sweat.

The audience was silent for a second, and then heard the sound of the studio coming from the earphones. The man's voice couldn't hide his excitement, "Why are you standing there? Applause!"

Everyone recognized the voice of the little boss Yingcheng, and hurriedly applauded vigorously, and the scene became very lively.

Song Cong gradually regained his composure and heaved a sigh of relief. Leaving aside the peripheral vision of the people around him and the half-smile corner of his mouth, his anger rushed to Tianling Gai in an instant, and he was about to attack.

Just as the applause stopped, his voice suddenly said, "You—"

"Teacher, I'm done with the performance, can I go?" Ye Nanzhong ignored him and looked directly at the other two.

Zheng Qiaosheng nodded and let him go.

Under the guidance of the staff, Ye Nanzhong walked to the other half of the stage that was separated with [-] seats.

What he didn't know was that he secretly hid in the studio and witnessed the whole process of Yingcheng, and was typing excitedly on his mobile phone: Gentlemen, are the weapons ready?Let's show off the martial arts talent of our rich second generation!

Chen Chuang: The two swords style is ready.

Lu Ying: ...Is this an audition show, or some kind of gymnasium exchange stage?

The author has something to say: After the show aired

Audience: Is there a boy group in Wudang Mountain?Some people are not good at learning arts.

The same period when everyone came to be an idol: ...

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In 1996, Li Ka-shing's son was kidnapped. The kidnappers rushed into Li's house and demanded 20 billion, and finally took away 98 billion. In [-], a gang of five kidnappers were arrested and sentenced to death.