The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

Shang Yan got off the stage with Qing Leng's support, and the music teacher released the mourning music in a timely manner.

A group of people who didn't know him at all were there crying and mourning his departure.

Shang Yan wrinkled his face when he saw those false tears.

Assi, why do these people come to the draft?

Wouldn't it be good to use this acting skill for an audition?

Tears have never flowed so quickly during filming.

He left this show and turned around to be a resident guest on the next show, what's so pitiful about him?

"The music has been changed, change to a festive one!" He glanced straight at the camera, and his sharp eyes made people shudder. The music teacher changed the song "Today is a good day" again and again, so angry that he almost jumped up on the spot and knocked out the music group Heads of all people.

Forget it, you can't compare with mental retardation.

It took him a long time to hold back his anger.

After the game, the TOP men's team got off their seats and rushed up to him.

Huang Zihan: "You ran away alone? Then why did you drag us in?"

Mucheng nodded again and again: "That's right, that's right, if I lose the votes to other people, I'll be ashamed!"

Although Ling Jinbai was a little puzzled by his operation, fortunately, he had a strong ability to accept: "It's okay to retire from the game, and take care of your injuries."

"Help me take good care of Li Shuyin. If he loses to others, I won't accept it." Shang Yan patted Ling Jinbai on the shoulder, and left the program group in the joy of "Today is a good day".

The tool man Yitwosan said that the young master's thoughts could not be guessed.

Co-authoring their dignified TOP boy group to come to this show, the meaning of existence is to serve as a springboard for Li Shuyin?

It is not enough for you to make the board by yourself, but do you need them to follow along?

As soon as Guan Sheng received the news that Shang Yan was eliminated, he drove and waited at the door. Seeing the staff supporting Shang Yan, he rushed over to help him, and his mouth was still muttering like an old lady: "Oh, my little ancestor, how did you treat yourself? Made it like this?"

"How can I explain to Shang Dong when I go back?"

"I'll come here, you go back, thank you~" Guan Sheng took over the work of the staff, and thanked the staff again and again, Shang Yan was still holding the bloody coat in his arms, Guan Sheng subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but he hid He drove, and then watched the wind blowing under his feet, walked straight to the car, opened the door and slammed the door to get into the car.

The movements are clean and neat, the steps are steady, and there is no sign of injury.

Guan Sheng looked at his smooth legs and was stunned. Didn't he twist his ankle?

Dude, does this look like it's hurt?

He hurried into the car, opened the driver's door and sat in.

Thinking that he might be angry because he lost the game, he straightened his rearview mirror and comforted him: "It's okay to be eliminated, we still have other endorsements..."

But in the next second, Shang Yan interrupted him: "Go to the hospital!"

Guan Sheng: Ah...do I still need to go to the hospital?

The nanny car stopped at the private hospital, Shang Yan didn't go to the orthopedics department, but rushed directly to the hematology department.

As soon as he entered the door, he slapped the bloody coat in his hand on the table: "I'm going to do a DNA test."

Li Shuyin was his brother, so he didn't run away.

The resemblance may be a coincidence, after all, there are a lot of similarities in the entertainment industry.

But the red mole hidden under the shoulder blade is exactly the same, so it's outrageous.

It was not his intention to hurt him.

But it was indeed his premeditation to trick him into taking off his clothes.

Including asking him to play the violin was not deliberately provocative, he was looking for the common ground between Li Shuyin and his brother.

A difference of one or two years in age is not a problem, and neither are different life experiences.

Li Shuyin's father was a kidnapper. He was probably abducted when he was young.

So it's normal to change the age.

The experiences of Li Shuyin we have obtained so far are all obtained from the mouths of the old people in Xiying Village.

Li Li did have a child, who was brought into the city at the age of five, but he was already in his teens when he returned. No one could prove that the two were the same person. For a teenager, the difference of one or two years was not easy to distinguish.

Maybe Li Li let him use his son's identity.

Moreover, Li Shuyin's posture of playing the piano is too similar to his father.

He couldn't let go of this opportunity.

But he didn't dare to tell his father directly that his brother's existence had always been a taboo for his father, and he could bring it up by himself, but if someone else mentioned it, it would be playing disco in a minefield.

And he didn't want to bother his old man with uncertain things, if it was just a coincidence or Li Shuyin had other schemes, then he might be educated by the love from his own father.

"I want to get the appraisal report as soon as possible, urgently, absolutely confidential, and I can't disclose the information to anyone, not even my cousin." His cousins ​​have been staring at the position of the heir for a long time , although on the surface everyone is friendly and courteous to him, but who knows what kind of beast is behind the mask.

His brother was already eight years old when he disappeared, and he already had a complete memory and a certain ability to handle things.

Even if he is living abroad, but his brother is fluent in German and has been touring abroad since he was a child, he should be able to find the embassy.

Even if he was caught up in something and couldn't contact him, he should go home after returning to China. Even if the Internet was not as developed as it is now a few years ago, it is not impossible that there will be no response.

You can get in touch by looking for someone in the newspaper, why don't you go home?

Then there is only one possibility left, someone is preventing him from going home.

The most likely ones are undoubtedly a few possible heirs. He is the most suspicious, but Shang Yan was only a few years old at that time. It's the older brothers of his offshoots.

Of course, not only the elder brother, but the uncle is also possible.

"The blood stain has been contaminated, and the result may not be accurate." The doctor looked at the bloody coat and said worriedly.

"Don't fool me, young master, do you think I have no common sense? I want the result in a day."

He left a word and got up to leave. When he left, a white figure walked out behind the gate.

The man put his hands in. In a white coat, he walked into the hematology department.

Looking at the bloody coat left by Shang Yan, he put on gloves and picked it up carefully: "He came to check what?"

"Paternity Testing."

The man pondered for a moment, then put the clothes into the bag: "How long does he want it?"

"one day."

"Whose samples are provided?"

"The young master didn't say anything."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched into a smile: "Learn to be smart, compare the gene pool, and follow the old rules."

"Okay, Dean."

The man nodded and patted him on the back: "Well, it's hard work, I asked two of your students to work overtime together, and the daily salary is ten times that."

"Thank you, Dean!"

On the scene of the competition, Li Shuyin advanced into Class A and took the C position with her absolute advantage.

After a fierce competition, the surprise attack team retained Li Shuyin, the all-around player Jin Yu, and the powerful vocalist Gong Gaoyi. The other two had certain strengths and even beat a bunch of trainees. However, their well-regulated performances did not bring much attraction. In the end, he missed the game.

And the three people who were captured by the battle also packed their luggage with the other two from the surprise attack team and went home overnight.

After confirming the personnel, the election management began to show everyone to check the dormitories.

The dormitory building is a small brick-red six-story western-style building. The strength of the trainees is divided according to the five levels of abcdf. Even the accommodation environment and expenses are also carried out according to this procedure.

Class A members have two floors, the fifth floor is a special practice room, gym, piano room, and cafeteria, and the top floor is the dormitory of Class A, a double room for two groups, with a private oxygen bar and an independent small garden.

Members of Class B are in a room for four, members of Class C are in a room for six, members of Class D are in a room for 12, members of Class F have the worst accommodation environment, sixteen people are crowded in a cramped room, and all the beds are bunk beds. against the bed.

Class A has the right to enter and exit each floor at will, while other classes have no right to enter and exit the top floor.

Song Zimo saw the environment of Class A, and then looked at the others. He only felt that the gap was too big, and the differences between people were quite obvious.

It tried its best to show the contemporary gap between rich and poor, and the polarization is serious.

"The level gap is too big, it's too crowded." Song Zimo chose a room and sat by the bed, complaining dissatisfiedly.

He took the B grade, four people shared a room, and there was a public toilet, but there was no independent wash basin and dressing room. The precious cosmetics he brought had no idea where to put them.

Even in Shenghua, he enjoys the treatment of three bedrooms and one living room alone, so he doesn't need to be crowded with so many people.

"Okay, this environment is fine," Qi Dongdong helped Song Zimo carry things, went to his room, and comforted him while taking out his cosmetics, "Besides, you haven't seen the situation of Class F, sixteen people Just a toilet, you can be content!"

"Bed next to bed, I have already expected that after the official practice starts, there will be a smell of feet." Qi Dongdong felt suffocated when he thought of the environment.

Must not fall into class f, must not!

Song Zimo was playing with his fingers boredly, leaning against the bed with a melancholy expression on his face: "If I had known that the accommodation conditions here are classified according to grades, I should have been more serious and rush into Class A with all my might!"

Qi Dongdong: ...

"Or I should go to battle on the stage, let them go, and save the big uncle from the surprise attack team. Hey, in order not to steal the spotlight from those little kids, I actually have to suffer such consequences! I am really too kind gone."

He felt aggrieved after staying here all day.

"..." Qi Dongdong remained silent, it was too fucking Versailles.

People are more popular than dead people.

This guy is really talented and doesn't know how to work hard.

Even if God is chasing after him to feed him, he shouldn't be so mocking.

How much courage does it take for an uncle to let go of his dignity and come to this kind of talent show?

Song Zimo, who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, really should be dragged to be Lingchi.

"Didn't you say that you only stay until the end of the round? Why do you bring so many things?" Qi Dongdong felt overwhelmed when he opened boxes after boxes of clothes. move place.

I brought three big boxes of clothes alone, a small bag of accessories, a box of cosmetics, and the rest...all f*cking shoes.

Even if you change a set every day, you won’t need so much after a round of tours!

Song Zimo: "As an exquisite boy, these are naturally indispensable. Even if you only stay for three days, you still have to bring what you should bring."

Li Shuyin entered Class A and got a floor card for the fifth floor. He was in groups of two and he hadn't found a partner yet.

Seeing Li Shuyin, Siran unconsciously walked towards him and threw an olive branch: "Shuyin, do you want to come with me?"

The author has something to say:

Brother Yan: I spare no effort on the road to find my brother.

Brother Yin: ...