After rebirth, he just wants to do business

As a result, his position as director was almost lost. If Wu Ren hadn't helped him, his future would have been over.

Now Meng Yu became a thorn in the side of Dingsheng and Li Ping, and the follow-up black hot search went on for several rounds.

Either he picked out the stupid thing that he stopped the celebrity group photo to gain popularity, or he approached the traffic protagonist on the set. After all, these behaviors can't be said that the agent is forcing him, right?

They even posted the photos of Meng Yu's party, because in the photos he kissed a man on the cheek, which implied his sexual orientation.

If there are too many negative hot searches, the impression of passers-by is not good, and it is also annoying.

But Meng Yu didn't care.

The turmoil of the termination of the contract was completely over. Although the turmoil caused by it also caused him a lot of black fans, it was more of a long-term benefit.

For example, many variety shows saw Meng Yu's recent popularity and eagerly sent resources to their door, and there were not a few brokerage companies who came to Xu Yang to inquire about the situation.

"Xiao Yu, how about "Happy Weekend"? It's a variety show on Satellite TV, and it shows up every weekend."

Xu Yang put all the recent invitations on the coffee table and carefully selected them one by one.

"This is not good, this physical activity is too much, you can't take it..."

"Sunshine Entertainment seems to be quite good, and has a good reputation in the industry. Are you considering signing a contract? But Dongfang Future is a big company with a lot of resources, and can help you..."

Xu Yang chattered beside him, but Meng Yu didn't listen to a word. He kept fiddling in front of the computer, pressing the keyboard with both hands. After a long time, he pressed the Enter key, and Meng Yu finally stopped.

There had been no sound beside him for several minutes, Meng Yu turned his head when he saw this, "Why didn't you say anything?"

Xu Yang: "..."

He looked at Meng Yu sadly, and replied quietly: "Xiao Yu, can you put brother in your eyes a little bit?"

"I let it go." Meng Yu nodded solemnly, "But my eyes are too big, so I can't just let you go."

Xu Yang: "..."

"Okay Brother Xu." Meng Yu smiled, and lifted his chin towards the computer, "Look at my new job."

"New job?" Xu Yang immediately got excited when he heard the words, "Which job did you take? TV series? Variety show? Could it be a movie..."

Xu Yang's voice gradually disappeared after he saw the content displayed on the computer screen, and the smile on his face gradually stiffened. He blinked and randomly looked at Meng Yu: "This is it?"

"Variety show."

"Variety show?"

"Hmm." Looking at the fresh and lively poster page on the computer, Meng Yu nodded. "Variety show."

"Are you going to participate in the draft?!" Xu Yang stood up excitedly.

It's not that there haven't been variety shows in China, but that was a few years ago, and the draft was so silent that even Xu Yang, an insider in the circle, couldn't remember who made his debut, let alone the public.

Meng Yu has debuted a long time ago, and the popularity is not low at present. If he can meet a good crew and a good book, let alone get any grades, it is always possible to wash away those black spots and attract some fans. As a result, he is going to participate in the audition now. A draft where you don't even know if you can make your debut?

"Brother Xu." Meng Yu ignored Xu Yang's doubts, but nodded seriously, "I'm going to participate."

Hearing this, Xu Yang looked at the computer, and the words "Creation of the Stars" on the screen were extremely conspicuous.

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22. Recording

Xu Yang hesitated.

He is confident in Meng Yu's strength, but strength does not mean that he can make a successful debut, even if he debuts, it is still unknown whether he will be popular or not.

In the past few years, various David TVs held a few talent show variety shows, but the initial publicity was huge, but the follow-up popularity could not keep up. Although the selected artists were good, they could only disappear from the crowd without popularity. The result is to disappear from the public eye.

Xu Yang didn't want Meng Yu to go through this futile effort.

At present, the heat is already there, and with Meng Yu's current strength and personality, not to mention being popular, making some achievements is a certainty, so why ask for trouble?

Xu Yang disagreed, but he also knew that he could not stop Meng Yu, so he could only nod in resignation.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already late autumn. The recording of "Star Chronicle" officially started, and the location was in Shiyu TV's own company park, located in the suburbs of Nanshi.

Meng Yu didn't let Xu Yang see him off. He packed a suitcase and a backpack and arrived at the gate of the entertainment park.

The green taxi looked a little out of place among the cars and nanny cars at the door. The other trainees with their luggage stopped when they noticed this distinctive way of appearance, and cast curious eyes from all directions.

The car door opened, and the first thing that caught the eye was a white sneaker without any brand logo.

Then there are black trousers, a gray sweater, and a delicate and delicate face without makeup. Some of them are familiar, but more of them are strange.

After seeing who was coming, the crowd who were still a little noisy just now suddenly lowered their decibels.

Meng Yu took the luggage and said hello to the driver, then raised his head and walked forward.Just when he looked up, he saw a circle of well-dressed boys with different styles staring at him.

Meng Yu: "..."

This feeling is the same as that of heterosexual boys surrounded by a group of good-looking girls, which is inexplicably inexplicable and cramped.

Why are you looking at me?

Meng Yu stopped in place for a while, seeing that everyone hadn't moved, so he walked towards the gate of Shiyu without looking sideways.

After Meng Yu entered the door, the crowd who had been silent just now started chattering again.

"Is this Meng Yu?"

"It looks pretty good."

"Why does your personality feel a little weird?"

"I don't know why he came here, can he sing or dance?"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, with praise and doubts.Those who came to participate in "Creation of the Stars" were all unknown young people, maybe because of their dreams, or maybe because of the popularity, they had been curious about this circle for a long time and longed for it for a long time. Curiosity, no idea, that's fake.

Of course, Meng Yu also knew this, and he also knew that when young and energetic young people get together, conflicts are inevitable.

The draft mode of "Star Generation" is different from the previous selection from each competition area and then the top [-], top ten, champion and runner-up competition. Instead, a hundred trainees are directly placed in the recording park of TV and entertainment, and their daily records are recorded. The performance of the daily routine and the game allows the audience to vote online, and finally the eight people with the highest number of votes can make their debut as a group.

The players who can come to participate in the recording are already the ones who have successfully landed in the big waves. The competition is not as fierce as in the past when they were selected from different competition areas, but there are very few opportunities to stand out among a hundred people.

Whether they can make their debut in the end depends on the right time, place and people, and both are indispensable.

Today is the day when hundreds of trainees enter the recording studio. In the next few months, they must practice, compete, and eliminate in this closed environment, and so on, until the end.

Meng Yu was the first one when he arrived at the dormitory with his luggage. He found his bed and was about to pack his luggage when a "Wow" sounded at the door.

Hearing this exclamation, Meng Yu looked up and saw a thin boy coming in with his head down pushing a suitcase. After noticing Meng Yu's gaze, he looked this way, and a delicate and slightly childish face appeared In Meng Yu's vision.

"Hello, my name is Cheng Ning, are you Meng Yu?"

After speaking, Cheng Ning leaned directly in front of Meng Yu, blinking his big eyes, and said in a slightly envious tone, "You are so beautiful."

Meng Yu: "..."

The other party's eyes were so innocent that he couldn't tell whether Cheng Ning was praising or sarcastic for a while.

"Thank you." Meng Yu nodded, accepted the compliment, and then replied, "You are cuter."

"Really?" Cheng Ning straightened up and covered his face, "I really hate when people say I'm cute..."

"But I think what you said is true." Cheng Ning blinked at Meng Yu, "Thank you."

Meng Yu: "You're welcome."

A four-person bedroom, two people have already arrived, and the remaining two arrived together.

"Tsk—" An impatient voice came from the door, and Meng Yu, who had just packed his luggage, looked in response, and happened to meet the sight of the door.

"Little fish?" The pleasantly surprised voice rose and fell, and the person with short hair and unruly demeanor was exactly Chen Ye who I met at the entrance of Zhenxiu Pavilion.

"Meng Yu." Meng Yu said flatly, and corrected his address, "I don't seem to know you well, do you?"

"Pfft—" The boy following Chen Ye was amused, and happily patted Chen Ye on the back, "Chen Ye, you have a hot face and a cold ass."

Chen Ye was not annoyed when he was teased, instead he pretended to hold his chest and began to wail: "Xiaoyu turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, I am so sad!"

Meng Yu: "What's your name?"

Chen Ye:? ?

Meng Yu asked again: "What's your name?"

"Damn it! You really don't know me?" Chen Ye jumped up, "Meng Yu, are you serious?"

Seeing that Chen Ye wanted to run in front of him, Meng Yu took a step back indiscriminately, pointed to his head and said, "I have a fever, I don't remember."

Hearing that Chen Ye and the boy behind him looked at each other in blank dismay, they had heard that a fever would burn out their brains, but they hadn't heard that a fever would cause amnesia!

But seeing that Meng Yu really looked alienated, Chen Ye had no choice but to put away his pretentious performance. Anyway, he had plenty of time to meet later, and he was very interested in Meng Yu now.

After thinking clearly, Chen Ye first stretched out his hand, God