[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Mo Yihuan: "..."

Li Xixi looked at his sluggish look, and shook his hand in front of his eyes: "Hey, what's wrong with you, are you stupid?"

Mo Yihuan turned his head and rushed towards the boss's office: "Boss, I just told you that I was joking about resigning—"

Holding the heavy storage box, Mo Yihuan walked down the road sullenly.

What kind of boss is this?Can't even take a joke?

If you don't do it, don't do it, he doesn't care about it!

When Mo Yihuan returned to the apartment, he started to search Ji Yue on Baidu with his phone in his arms.

Labels such as "Top Streamer", "Actor", "Top Celebrity Popularity List" came into view one after another. Mo Yihuan couldn't stop giggling while looking at Ji Yue's photo on his phone.

520 jumped onto his bedside: "Stop laughing, your saliva is about to flow out!"

Mo Yihuan's fingers continued to slide down the screen.

...Wait, what the hell is the label "frigidity"?

"Sexual obsession, there has never been any gossip since debut, it seems to be sexual frigidity..." Mo Yihuan read each word, his head was confused: "Wait, is this statement serious?"

He really never dreamed that this guy Ji Yue would be hooked up with the word "frigidity" one day?

520 lay lazily on the side and yawned.

"Don't look at it, what's the use of just looking at this, you can't see others?"

Mo Yihuan was anxious: "Why can't I see you again, I..."

Halfway through the conversation, Mo Yihuan was at a loss for words.

520 smiled but not smiled: "Innocent, baby, he is such a big star, do you think you can see him whenever you want?"

Mo Yihuan was silent for a moment, blinked and said with luck: "...then I'll buy his itinerary and stop him on the way?"

520 rolled his eyes, and said helplessly, "Don't be stupid, he doesn't recognize you now, and you are likely to be sent to the police station as a bastard."

"..."

The boy who was so excited just now suddenly became wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.He collapsed on his back on the bed, covered his face with his hands and said in despair, "Then what should I do..."

520 leaned forward, wanting to pat his head soothingly with his paws, and inadvertently glanced at the cell phone he had thrown aside, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Huh? Baby, look at this!"

520 used his claws to pull the phone in front of Mo Yihuan.

Mo Yihuan picked up his phone and looked at it. It was an official Weibo, which said, "Ji Yue will be the mentor of the latest season of "idol trainee"..."

Mo Yihuan regained his energy immediately, his eyes glowed and he said, "Wait, you mean to let me participate in this draft?"

The white cat's little head nodded: "This is the only way you can see him."

Mo Yihuan sat up straight from the bed, hugged 520 and kissed fiercely: "You are so outstanding!"

520 pushed him hard with his paws full of horror: "Don't touch me, I'm an innocent boy who still had his first kiss!"

……

In the afternoon, Mo Yihuan enthusiastically emailed his information and photos according to the registration criteria given on the official website.

In fact, he is self-aware, and he has no special skills, he can't sing, rap, basketball, and has nothing but good looks.He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that the person reviewing the materials would be a Yangou, so that he could pass smoothly...

I waited anxiously for three days, but did not receive a single reply.

Mo Yihuan was a little discouraged.

"Tongtong, why haven't you accepted the letter yet? Did I fail the pass?"

520 rubbed against him reassuringly: "Don't worry, how can it be so fast, just wait and see..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yihuan's cell phone rang.

The caller was from an unfamiliar number, Mo Yihuan answered it strangely, and a warm and clear male voice came from the phone: "Hello, is this Mr. Mo Yihuan?"

"I am," Mo Yihuan asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"Hello," the male voice said with a smile: "I'm one of the directors of the "Trainee" program. I saw your profile and I'm very interested in you. I want to ask you to come to the interview in two days Is it?"

"I passed?!" Mo Yihuan was so excited that he almost jumped out of bed, and he quickly grabbed his phone: "It's convenient, I'll definitely pass!"

"Heh..." The man on the other end of the phone smiled softly, "I'll see you then, Mr. Mo."

Mo Yihuan suddenly felt that this laughter was vaguely familiar.

"Wait..." An ominous premonition rose in Mo Yihuan's heart: "Well, what should I call you?"

"Just call me Kelvi," the male voice said, "By the way, remember to save my mobile phone number. You can contact me first when you come over."

After finishing speaking, the other side hung up the phone involuntarily.

Kelvi?Why did you give yourself an English name?

Mo Yihuan held the phone in a daze, he couldn't help thinking of those colorful toy teachers in the barber shop.With a cautious attitude, he checked the phone number on the Internet, but found no information.

Mo Yihuan shook his head, and comforted himself not to think too much while inquiring about the plane ticket, after all, it was important to find the dog man.

Three days later, Mo Yihuan came to the interview city together with the 520.

The place to register for the interview is in the lobby of the entertainment company building. Mo Yihuan just got off the bus, carried her luggage and ran over with the cat in her arms, and said out of breath to the beautiful woman behind the computer at the front desk: "Hi, I Come sign up for an interview..."

The beauty smiled: "Hi, what's your name?"

"Mo Yihuan."

"Okay, wait a moment!" The beauty lowered her head and typed on the keyboard, but then she frowned slightly: "Sorry, I didn't find your information here..."

Mo Yihuan was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

The beauty looked puzzled: "Can you show me the email that notified you to come for an interview?"

"Okay, okay!" Mo Yihuan hurriedly opened the mailbox of her mobile phone, rummaged through it, and finally found an email in the junk email category, with a short and ruthless sentence written on it: Hello, Mr. Mo, I am sorry that you Not eligible for our interview, thank you for your participation.

Mo Yihuan: "???"

The beauty had an expression of "as expected", and looked past him to the little brother who lined up behind him: "What's your name..."

"Oh wait!" Mo Yihuan hurriedly interrupted her: "I received a call, what Kelvi

The one who called me was the one who told me that I could come for an interview..."

"Kelvi

? The beauty frowned: "Sorry, I don't know such a person."Otherwise, why don't you let the people behind you register for the interview first? "

Mo Yihuan stood in the hall fluttered against the wind.

He took a deep breath, and with the last trace of luck, he lowered his head and dialed the cell phone of the person who called before.

At this moment, several people walked in from the door and passed by him.

Mo Yihuan glanced over inadvertently, one of the men was wearing sunglasses, Mo Yihuan felt that his figure looked familiar, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.Just then the phone was connected, and a man's voice sounded almost from beside him: "Hello?"

Mo Yihuan turned her head in shock and amazement, only to see a man next to the man in sunglasses picking up his cell phone to answer the call.

The man noticed his gaze and turned his head to look over.

Four eyes facing each other.

The man in front of him was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his hair was combed back meticulously, and there was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.But even so, Mo Yihuan recognized it at a glance...

For a moment, he could hardly believe his eyes, opened his mouth, and cried out in disbelief: "Song Zheji!!!"

The man was startled, and put down the phone in his hand: "...Mr. Mo, do you know me?"

Mo Yihuan: "..."

It's more than acquaintance!After going through the previous episodes, he almost got PTSD about the three words "Song Zheji", okay?

...What is this called? Why did he wear it too!

Just when Mo Yihuan was doubting his life, Song Zheji turned his head and said to the man in sunglasses beside him, "Sorry, I have something to do and I'm sorry for a while, you guys go in first."

Mo Yihuan looked at the leaving back of the man in sunglasses, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar. He felt anxious and blurted out: "Ji Yue!"

The man froze, but he didn't look back, and continued walking with his long legs.

Song Zheji stepped forward, looked at the young man in front of him who was staring at the man's back, and smiled, "Mr. Mo, are you also his fan?"

Only then did Mo Yihuan come back to his senses, scratched his hair, and smiled awkwardly: "Uh... yes."

Song Zheji went straight to the front desk, the beauty saw him, immediately stood up and respectfully said: "President Song!"

Song Zheji hooked his hands at Mo Yihuan, beckoning him to come over, and said to the beauty: "I brought this person, you register his information."

The beauty repeatedly agreed: "Alright Mr. Song, no problem!"

Song Zheji turned his head again, and smiled politely at Mo Yihuan: "Mr. Mo, go to the lounge at the back and wait for me first, I'll come find you later."

In the huge lounge, one person and one cat were relatively silent.

In the end, it was Mo Yihuan who broke the silence: "What the hell is Song Zheji also wearing? What the hell is going on!!!"

520 hesitated to speak: "I only remembered it when I saw him. At that time, he also jumped off the tower and died with you, so he also..."

Mo Yihuan covered her face.

Luckily, he thought, luckily Song Zheji also lost his memory, this time as long as he never provoked him again, it shouldn't be a big problem...

With that in mind, the door opened, and a man in a suit strode in.

Mo Yihuan quickly sat up straight, watching his nose, nose and heart.

Song Zheji sat beside him, Mo Yihuan thumped in his heart, and quickly moved his butt in a direction away from him calmly.

Song Zheji didn't seem to mind his actions either. His eyes fell on the little white cat on the boy's lap, and he said with a smile, "Do you like cats very much? You always bring them with you when you come here."

His facial features are still handsome, his narrow eyes are slightly curved behind the lenses, and his smile is gentle.Under such a dress, he looked extraordinarily refined and refined.

Mo Yihuan silently scolded a gentle scum in her heart.

Song Zheji withdrew the smile on his face, and said seriously: "Mr. Mo, you didn't pass. I saw the photo you sent by chance. I thought it was a pity that you were eliminated like this, so I made an exception to let you in. Interviewed."

Mo Yihuan nodded stiffly: "Oh."

Song Zheji looked him up and down, smiled and said: "I think you understand, so let me just say it straight."

Mo Yihuan was taken aback: "Huh?"

Song Zheji said: "This show, on the surface, is a talent show, but it's actually just a way for various capital parties to praise their newcomers. To put it simply, as long as someone behind you is willing to praise you and give you resources, You can make your debut and become famous.”

Mo Yihuan was shocked by his straightforwardness: "..."

Song Zheji pushed his glasses: "Mr. Mo, your appearance is sure to be popular. What you lack is an opportunity, and this opportunity... I can give it to you."

He paused, smiled again, and said, "However, I have conditions."