The cinnabar mole that became a god after escaping from death

"...Everyone can vote for their favorite contestants. After the advertisement, the live broadcast of the audition will continue~" the hostess had a sweet voice.

The next second the camera cut, the instructors sitting in front of the stage immediately put on perfect smiles, relaxed, and chatted in a low voice while avoiding the audience pool.

"This year's contestants are really talented. They can't show their talents. Except for the one that Director Wang had appointed by default, they are pretty good-looking, and the rest are not very good looking."

"Just now my assistant heard Director Wang talking about the data in the live broadcast room, it seems not ideal."

"The current industry is in a downturn, there is no way."

The actress straightened her jacket, resisted yawning in front of the camera, turned her face impatiently and asked her assistant, "How long is it?"

The assistant said in a low voice: "The last batch, there are 20 people left."

The commercial break passed quickly, and the moment the camera and flash were turned on, the instructors sitting in front of the stage quickly put on energetic smiles.

The off-site host said: "Welcome back to the scene of "Youth Wish" ~ Now the third group of votes is revealed

No.1: Yang Zheng

No.2: Liu Zhengyang..."

The assistant director frowned and watched closely the barrage in the live broadcast room:

[Ah, so boring, there are not many good-looking people_(:з」∠)_]

[If it wasn't for watching our Zhou Li, who would watch the broken draft ==]

【Yang Zheng Yang Zheng Yang Zheng】

[Raise your hand for Beauty Yu!Pretty sister, isn't she fragrant? 】

……

The effect of the live broadcast was still unsatisfactory, and the total number of voters did not even reach 50. The assistant director sighed, gestured to the control host, and took out his mobile phone to contact the chief director to discuss whether to continue to solicit sponsorship.

The hostess continued the cue process with a smile on her face: "The voting channel for the third group is closed, and the fourth group will be opened next—team member No. 1: Wang Ming, please enter, next one, Pei Chu, get ready."

Pei Chu, who sat in the waiting hall outside until he was about to fall asleep, finally heard his name. He raised his head sleepily, rubbed his eyes, stood up, and reached out to pat the name sticker in front of him.

The previous team member had already entered, and the door was closed again.

The field manager was shouting anxiously with a loudspeaker, looking around: "Pei Chu on the 2nd! Pei Chu on the 2nd! Come here and wait!"

A boy who obviously just woke up wobbled forward, rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I'm here."

He wore a peaked cap that covered his face, and he also wore a shabby, grotesque robe, which looked very strange.

The field manager frowned and was about to ask him to take off his hat, but the entrance door behind him suddenly opened. Contestant No. 1 walked out dejectedly, and behind him was the call of the host, "No. 2 Pei Chu, please come on stage."

When the field manager was in a hurry, he didn't care about his strange appearance, and pushed him in: "Hurry up!"

Pei Chu was pushed staggeringly, but he didn't care, and just entered the arena in such a dawdly way.

The spotlights came down in bunches, and the next second they saw the players in the middle of the field, the four mentors all had different expressions, and they didn't even say what the cue person introduced.

Zhou Li on the far right yawned halfway, and laughed outright.

The audience under the stage couldn't help discussing in a low voice:

"Who is this person? Is he here to be funny?"

"Ah... a bumpkin coming to the city? Did the program crew lose their mind and go crazy? Why does everyone accept them?"

"Is this a Taoist uniform he's wearing? Is he doing cosplay on purpose to attract attention?"

"I'm so sleepy, I knew I wouldn't be recording."

The assistant director's face was horrible, and the assistant slammed his voice and slapped the table and cursed: "Who the hell did this?! Why did everyone bring it in! Have you got shit in your head!"

The assistant nodded and scolded, wiping his sweat obsequiously, but complaining in his heart, he also greeted the idiot who recruited people.

But Ren has already stepped onto the stage and entered the live broadcast room, and driving him off at this time will only make a bigger joke.

"Pei Chu, right?"

Hearing his name, Pei Chu turned his attention from looking around curiously, turned his head to look at the speaker, and tilted his head: "Huh?"

Zhou Li smiled and shook the microphone, and said, "Let me introduce myself?"

The assistant director frowned, biting his cigarette and holding his temple, he waved his hand out of sight and out of mind: "Go and give him a microphone!"

The assistant didn't dare to say more, scolding this idiot in his heart for not even knowing how to hold a microphone, he quickly picked one up and handed it to him.

The lowered peaked cap covered the light in front of his eyes. Pei Chu held the microphone and fiddled with it curiously for a while, then imitated Zhou Li and put it to his mouth, curiously: "Ah?"

[Uh huh huh? ? 】

[Hahahahaha help me, am I watching a children’s channel ○|￣|_]

[?Fool? 】

【Can you drive him away? It's so annoying, I don't want to see an idiot】

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha can't say anything, Zhou Li is speechless after hearing it]

……

Zhou Li was not speechless, but looked at him with interest and blinked: "Let me introduce myself, do you have any talents to show off? You can sing and dance."

The two instructors next to them coughed, and casually flipped through the resumes of the contestants to avoid embarrassment.

It was the female tutor who twitched the tip of her nose and stared at the people on the stage suddenly.

Pei Chu thought for a while, and said confidently, "I don't have any talent."

From the moment he entered the live broadcast room, the barrage seemed to come to life, and the typing speed was so fast:

【? ? ? 】

[My dear friend, are you here to be funny? ? 】

【[Smile.jpg] Ah, I can’t bear it anymore after I’m done with it】

[If you don't have talent and don't introduce yourself, please be conscious and step down directly, okay? 】

Zhou Li probably choked on him too, thinking it was funny, but could only helplessly shrug and wink at him.

Although he likes this younger brother who should be of the same kind, but now he is in the human world, and he can't break the rules.

The assistant director finally couldn't take it anymore, cut the live broadcast directly, and pulled the assistant over angrily: "Hurry up! Get him down!"

"Hey, hey, good, good!" The assistant rushed up to the stage, stretched out his hand to grab the people on the stage, and explained with a smile to the camera and the audience, "I'm sorry everyone! This kid is not a player. It's our job to let him enter the stage." Mistake on..."

Embarrassed and anxious in his heart, his movements of pulling people were a little too big. During the pulling, he wiped off the peaked cap on Pei Chu's head with a wave of his arm.

Bright lights suddenly gathered from all directions, clearly illuminating the boy's eyebrows and eyes.

Under the dazzling flashlight as white as day, fine fluff fluttered, and Pei Chu frowned at the light. Those cat-like eyes were blue and clear, as if the deep sea rubbed light, hazy and clean.

The large liquid screen projected directly above clearly reflected that stunning face, with soft black hair and light red lips, as if walking out of a dream.

At this moment, almost everyone on and off the stage stared at the screen tightly, with a blank mind.In the noisy and noisy studio, it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

"Damn it..." After a while, someone in the audience finally couldn't help but swear in a low voice.

At this moment, the live broadcast room that was diverted from the camera still didn't know what happened, and asked impatiently:

【What happened? ?Why did you suddenly stop talking? 】

[Why cut the screen!I still want to watch idiots act]

【I'm tired, I'm tired, hurry up and deal with it, okay】

【Isn't it good to just drive away? What's the matter with dawdling? It's annoying to death】

……

In the recording scene under the camera, under the scorching and stunning eyes of everyone, Pei Chu was completely unconscious.

He just felt blinded by the sudden bright light, and unhappily struggled to free his wrist from being pulled, and muttered sullenly, "What are you doing?"

The pulling assistant even looked irritated when he turned his head, and then just looked at him like this, dazed, and subconsciously let go of his hand.

Pei Chu was freed, so he patted his clothes, bent down to pick up the broken hat, and of course he was about to put his head back on.

"Xiao Wang!" The assistant director blurted out eagerly.

The assistant on the stage suddenly came back to his senses, and grabbed the hat from Pei Chu's hand.

Pei Chu was thrown on the stage so suddenly, with a dazed look on his face: "My hat..."

The assistant director didn't care what he was doing, he just stared at this face excitedly, his eyes were bright and his voice was lowered and he cursed urgently: "Hurry up! Hurry up and cut the camera back!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room was irritatingly swearing, but the screen went black for a moment inexplicably.

In the next second, an overly beautiful face came into view.

The pair of clean and ignorant eyes on the screen showed the irony of the insults and taunts that were not retracted in the future.

So in the next few seconds, the live broadcast room seemed to be quiet and empty, only the rapidly increasing number of viewers in the upper right corner exposed all the excitement.

【………】

【…】

【looks great……】

[I rely on it! ! ! !Isn't this the hot pot fish brother who suddenly became a hot search a few days ago!I will never forget this face! 】

[This tattered Taoist uniform is that Pei Chu just now? 】

[It's really that brother, I still have a lot of photos, I thought it was the master P's...]

At this time, the audience pool in the recording room was not much quieter than the barrage, and there were screams and screams from excited discussions, and some people even started to boldly call Pei Chu's name.

It was the other two old mentors who reacted quickly. After taking a deep breath, they quickly put on smiles that were [-] times friendlier than before, picked up the microphone and said, "Pei Chu, right? Can I ask how old you are?"

Pei Chu turned to look at him and thought for a while: "It's much older than you."

The male tutor in his thirties froze and let out a hahaha in embarrassment: "...you really know how to joke."

His tact and friendliness were of no use to the little fool, so he quickly winked at Zhou Li next to him, signaling him to liven up the scene.

The next second after confirming his racial smell, Zhou Li was already overwhelmed by nature. He picked up the microphone and dodged an uh: "I vote..."

Yu Man on the side stared at the young man on the stage without blinking, and smiled coquettishly: "Such a beautiful brother, of course I will find a way to keep it."

Pei Chu turned to look at her, thoughtfully: It should be this beautiful snake demon.

The audience echoed loudly.

There was no suspense in the result, Pei Chu unanimously passed the fault line first.

Hot searches on Weibo were also popular that night, and a large number of Yangou frantically uploaded screenshots and live broadcasts, screaming that this face must be insured.

However, Pei Chu himself did not know about this.

As soon as the recording ended, he was already sleepy, rubbed his eyes, and used his spiritual power to avoid a large number of frantically chasing media and audience, and slipped back to the Taoist temple.

There are cannons gathered outside the recording exit, densely packed with human heads, with anxious faces:

"Where is the person?! Why didn't you see him come out!"

"I have sent people to guard the three gates! Wait, wait, wait!"

Little did they know that the person they were waiting for was already paralyzed on the bed and fast asleep.

Early the next morning, the fat man called to inquire about the situation. He was very happy to learn that he had been successfully selected, and told him, "Remember, don't reveal your identity. Let's take action when she relaxes her vigilance!"

Pei Chu yawned, lay down on the bed with his eyes closed and hung up the phone.

Early the next morning, as soon as he returned to the recording site by the same route, he was directly called away by the manager of Tianhe Entertainment, a subsidiary of the variety show.

Pei Chu was still wearing his tattered Taoist robe, sitting on the soft sofa, staring curiously at the milk in the glass, took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he raised his head and shook it.

The man on the opposite side stared at him motionlessly, his eyes were amazed and excited, and he couldn't help murmuring strange words.

"...Your name is Pei Chu, right?" He asked, "Have you signed a company yet?"

Pei Chu shook his head inexplicably.

"Great!" The agent pushed his glasses excitedly, and said eagerly, "Given your outstanding performance yesterday, our company wants to sign you a ten-year contract. What do you think?!"

Pei Chu was very confused: "Huh?"

The manager's smile cracked, and he added the conditions: "In this way, as long as you are willing to sign the contract, you will definitely be the C position for the debut of the show! After that, all kinds of fashion resources and film and television resources will also take you first, is that enough?"

He carefully watched every move of the man opposite him.

Pei Chu raised his face and took a sip of milk, smacked his lips, and looked at him curiously. The two of them stared at each other silently for a while.

Damn, it's so hard to chew.

The smile on the agent's face disappeared. He took a deep breath and leaned back on the sofa: "Let's take a step back and sign a ten-and-a-half-year contract?"

He said: "As long as you stay for the first five years, you can voluntarily renew the contract for the next five years... It is already the highest treatment, and there is no further compromise."

The advantage of being so fat, not to mention resting on a fledgling rookie, even an old fritter, can guarantee that he can't sit still with excitement.

Thinking of this, the manager was very confident, so he poured himself a cup of tea, sipped his head and waited for the boy's answer.

He finished his cup of tea contentedly before putting down the cup, and asked condescendingly, "Have you considered it? The pen is in the drawer."

Pei Chu drank all the milk, licked the corner of his mouth, put down the glass, and raised his head blankly: "Huh?"

"..."

Under the bright lights of the conference hall, the young man's beautiful eyes were clean, without the excitement and greed he imagined.

The manager froze, and became angry from embarrassment: "Brother, I advise you not to go fishing. Even Tianhua Media next door can't offer better conditions than this."

As he spoke, he looked at the person opposite, yawning and rubbing his eyes boredly.

Immediately, the manager was full of anger and stood up: "Since you don't want to eat the toast, just wait slowly."

He paused, then turned his head and added with a sneer: "Don't forget, "Youth Wish" is our site."

"Bang!" With a sound, Pei Chu was kicked out in a daze.

He returned to the dormitory of the practice room without knowing anything, when he heard someone call his name: "Pei Chu!"

The person who came was a tall boy with a delicate appearance. He handed him a team uniform in his hand, and said in a bad tone, "Your clothes."

Pei Chu took it over and looked down curiously: "Thank you!"

His new look seemed to please the boy, he snorted, and said sourly: "Why, what good contract did Brother Liu give you?"

Pei Chu raised his eyes, huh?Suddenly, at a loss: "What contract?"

The ignorance in his eyes does not seem to be fake, the boy was startled, his eyes widened: "Fuck? Didn't he just ask you to sign a contract?"

Pei Chu suddenly realized: "Ah."

"A five-year contract or a live contract?" The boy stared at him distortedly, and asked, "You didn't sign it, did you?!"

Pei Chu shook his head obediently.

The boy was full of shock and hated that iron could not be made into steel. He held his mouth until he was speechless. He gave a thumbs up dryly: "... Awesome."

"Youth's Wish" is a domestic talent show variety show. It is natural to select the best-looking debutant with the best singing and dancing. Each episode is based on the singing and dancing competition system.

It was only when they were chatting together that Pei Chu realized that the boy who just spoke to him was the one who was originally scheduled to make his debut this year, and he was also his new roommate, Yang Zheng.

"You were so popular two days ago, didn't you have a financial backer looking for you?" After the night's recording ended, Yang Zheng unplugged the microphone and covered the camera in the room, and then asked.

Pei Chu had just finished taking a shower. He was wearing simple white T-shorts, and his hair was still a little damp. He looked over from the side: "Golden Master?"

Yang Zheng stared at his face for a while, then pouted, and sat opposite him: "The one who wants to sleep with you."

Pei Chu understood this sentence, he immediately thought of Qingxing's appearance, a little embarrassed, pulled up the quilt and buried most of his face, only showing a pair of bright eyes, and said sullenly: "He didn't look for me."

Seeing his appearance, Yang Zheng naturally thought that his benefactor should be a big boss, and he was jealous while thinking that it was so.

Then he lifted Pei Chu's quilt, looked him up and down, and said silently, "...fuck."

It's white, clean and good-looking, so the benefactor shouldn't be able to do it, right?

"Haven't you ever tried to seduce him?"

Pei Chu blinked blankly: "Seduce?"

Yang Zheng lifted the quilt to cover him up, and said in a rough voice, "...just cuddle, cuddle, cuddle, kiss and act coquettishly, how can people not like you if you do that!"

After a long while, a sudden realization came from under the quilt: "So that's how it is."