Chapter 9: draft

Chapter 9: draft

the day of the competition.

Su Jinli came out of a hotel near the competition venue.

His studio was some distance away from the competition venue. Hou Yong was afraid of delaying the competition, so he brought Su Jinli here one day earlier.

Hou Yong also used the relationship with Zhang Heming's old classmates to get permission, and they could go ahead and let the makeup artist of the crew help Su Jinli make up.

Su Jinli tugged at the clothes on his body and walked to the venue carefully, for fear of getting his clothes dirty.

His clothes are ancient costumes, white and close to mint green, with delicate gold thread embroidery on the cuffs and neckline. When he walks, he can be regarded as fluttering.

When we arrived at the venue, only some staff were preparing the scene. Hou Yong found a makeup artist after making a few calls.

The makeup artist was sitting on a chair to send a message, and when he saw Su Jinli's clothes, he was attracted to him, looked up at Su Jinli, and couldn't help but be stunned.

After reacting, he immediately stood up and said to Su Jinli, "You are so handsome."

Su Jinli responded with a smile.

The makeup artist is supposed to be... a boy, but dresses a little... like a girl, and looks gorgeous. When he spoke, he deliberately kept his voice low, which made Su Jinli feel a little novel, but he was not disgusted.

After Su Jinli sat down, the makeup artist looked at him and asked, "No wig?"

Su Jinli shook his head and replied, "Not ready."

"How can I get you a hairstyle?" When the makeup artist said, he touched Su Jinli's face twice, "The skin is so good, what do you usually wear?"

"Big treasure."

"Uh…"

"Brother Yong has half a bottle left, give it to me."

"The foundation is good, and sunscreen is necessary. Do you know that ultraviolet rays are the killer of our beauty?" While speaking, the makeup artist patted his cheek and winked at Su Jinli.

"Well, remember."

The makeup artist didn't talk too much. When helping Su Jinli with her hairstyle, she introduced herself to him: "My name is Bobo."

"Hello, my name is Su Jinli."

When Bobo helped Su Jinli design his hairstyle, he was still quite distressed. For this reason, Su Jinli stood up three times, looked at Su Jinli's clothes carefully, and asked what song Su Jinli was singing.

In the later stage, Su Jinli hummed a song while Bobo helped Su Jinli make a style.

Bobo thought it sounded good, and took out his phone to record it.

"If you do a live broadcast, it will be popular, and the sound will be so good without tuning." Bobo said to Su Jinli after pressing the stop button.

"Thank you, Mr. Bobo."

Mr. Bobo is a face control, and he likes to chat more when he meets good-looking people, so he also asked Su Jinli a few words at the same time: "You, when you join the group, you can perform well, maybe how many pairs of eyes will look at it. with you."

"okay."

"I hope you're not stupid."

After finishing the modeling, Su Jinli looked at himself in the mirror. There were indeed many changes. It seemed to be more refined, and his temperament also changed.

Bobo brought all his hair to the top of his head to fix it, and made it fluffy on purpose, with a small tug.

Then he found a wig that was similar to his hair color and put it on the ball head.

He also did handwork on the spot, made a hair crown, and put it on him, it looked like it was really long hair.

His face is small and fair, with delicate and delicate eyebrows and eyes, so that all the face is leaked out, and the facial features are more clearly presented in front of everyone's eyes.

In terms of makeup, Bobo did not wear makeup with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Su Jinli was originally a clean boy, and the design Bobo gave him was the image of a refined son.

The makeup came out, with a bit of scholar's elegance, but also a little melancholy.

"Remember, narrow your eyes slightly." Bobo took a photo of Su Jinli with his mobile phone and said.

"why?"

"It will look very black. Do you know that squinting will give people an unfathomable feeling? The corners of your eyes are already drooping, and you are smiling, and squinting is better."

"What does black belly mean?"

"It just looks like you're smart."

Su Jinli seemed to understand, but still nodded: "Mr. Bobo, you are amazing."

"Is it a good shape?"

"Well, it really looks like long hair."

"Only this?" Bobo's expression collapsed.

"Not only! He will also do hair crowns."

Bobo waved his hand and said to him, "It's okay, you can go to the competition."

"Well! Thank you Mr. Bobo."

After saying that, he left happily.

Mr. Bobo pinched his waist and watched him leave, couldn't help laughing, and muttered, "It's silly, but it's quite cute."

Entering the prepared hall, Hou Yong could no longer follow Su Jinli.

He registered at the door alone, then walked into the passage, looked left and right, and couldn't help but grow his mouth.

It was a pity for him.

This corridor is luxuriously decorated, the ground is a long light passage, and the triangular lights indicate the direction of walking.

It's a pity that none of the mirrors in this corridor are whole, they are all triangular fragments that stick to the wall. The mirror is broken, so why not just decorate the wall?

Their studio can do the same.

When I walked to the corner of the corridor, I came across a table with large mirrors on both sides, and finally a full mirror.

On the mirror is written a sentence: Please write your own number plate.

There are also hints written in brackets below: (registration number, name, others can be played at will)

He looked at the things on the table and was pleasantly surprised to see the brush, so he opened the inkstone, tidied up his sleeves and polished the ink, then started writing, and wrote his number and name on the card: 233 Su Jinli.

After writing the number plate, he picked it up and continued to walk inside. At this time, a staff member came out to remind him: "There is glue at the back, and it can be attached to the body after tearing it."

"The ink hasn't dried yet, can it be posted later?"

"Oh, yes."

He continued to walk in, wondering why the corridor was so long, and it took him a long time to reach the door, so he knocked on the door and walked in.

Walking in, the first thing he saw was the mirror of the whole room.

After being shocked for a moment, he found that there were other people in the room, all looking at him, he immediately bowed slightly to those people and nodded.

These people here are male and female, and some responded to him, and some ignored him.

Su Jinli is No. 23, and 22 people are waiting in the room in front.

Someone was listening to music with headphones on, looking down at their phone. Someone is practicing their dance in front of a mirror. There were also people sitting and chatting.

Su Jinli had a good hearing. After he came in, he found a corner seat and sat down, and heard someone talking about him.

"It's so solemn to come dressed in ancient clothes."

"I guess it's singing ancient songs. It's so special. He is the most special in the whole room."

"Spiritual outfit."

"But he looks so good, so handsome..."

Su Jinli held his number plate and waited for the ink to dry before sticking the number plate on his body.

When he sat down and waited boredly, he suddenly remembered Bobo's words, couldn't help but looked at the mirror around him, looked up again, and found nothing special.

Before he came, Hou Yong and De Ge talked to him about what is a camera, what is a microphone and so on.

Su Jinli didn't see the camera in the room, but he saw some equipment driving in the room, but they were all covered with cloth, and they were probably stored here.

One after another, more people came in, and the restroom was gradually no longer quiet.

The lounge is big enough to hold a total of 60 chairs.

The order of entry seems to be in the order in which they came to the scene. Although Su Jinli arrived early, he was delayed because of makeup. When he entered the venue, it was the 23rd.

The number of people who came in later gradually increased, and there were various types. Some of them would look at each other, and some were focused on their own world.

At this time, someone opened the door and walked in aggressively.

There was a sudden commotion in the lounge, and someone whispered, "Is it An Zihan?"

"Who is An Zihan?"

"An Ziyan's younger brother."

"My God, what is this kid from the boss's family doing to compete with us for a spot?"

After An Zihan walked in, he looked left and right, saw Su Jinli in ancient costume at a glance, smiled quickly, walked over to Su Jinli, and took the initiative to ask, "You look pretty good."

"Jinli, you're here too!" Chang Siyin was also very excited to see Su Jinli, and followed him.

Su Jinli immediately got up and greeted them.

Looking up again, he saw that one of the boys who had scolded him before was also behind them, so he didn't come over.

An Zihan sat down beside Su Jinli carelessly, with his arms resting on the back of Su Jinli's chair, and sighed unhappily: "A corridor is like a marathon, how about showing off the size of your field?"

Su Jinli was afraid of the yang energy on An Zihan's body, but An Zihan returned this posture, which made Su Jinli feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"The lights in the corridor are beautiful." Su Jinli could only forcefully chat.

"Then I'll deduct two for you?"

"No no no... No need." How could this man be so familiar with himself.

Chang Siyin saw that there was no chair next to Su Jinli, so she could only sit next to An Zihan, and asked Su Jinli, "Jinli, you look good in ancient clothes."

"Your clothes look good too."

"It's made by the company."

"It's so good..." Su Jinli was envious. His clothes were made by himself, and he spent the money of Eurasian.

An Zihan glanced at Su Jinli's number: "No. 23? That's a very early entry."

"Oh, yes."

"I am on the 56th, I guess I have to sit until the end. I don't know if there will be a lunch box at noon?"

Su Jinli shook his head. He didn't even eat breakfast, and he felt aggrieved when he thought about it.

After An Zihan and the others came in, they were already very far behind. After the last boy entered, the door was officially closed.

Immediately afterwards, a large screen appeared directly opposite, which descended from a gap in the wall and hung in mid-air, so that everyone present could see it clearly.

Su Jinli came out of the deep mountains and had no knowledge. When he saw the big screen falling, he was shocked for a moment, and his eyes widened.

However, he quickly calmed down, because the big screen started and started to play the picture, and he began to watch it seriously.

The first thing to play was the short promotional video of their show, like a slideshow, which lasted for less than a minute.

The funds are limited...the work is really not very good, enough to quiet down the 60 young people present.

This promotional video has a miraculous effect.

After the quiet, the big screen played the picture of the stage.

The first person to come out of the corridor was a man. He didn't look too tall, with a medium build, and he was quite imposing when walking. As soon as they walked out, someone exclaimed, "Mr. Han Kai!"

Su Jinli didn't know these stars, just watched silently, and then heard someone talking not far away: "Who is Han Kai?"

Turns out he wasn't the only one who didn't know him.

A boy from the same company who came with An Zihan also asked, "Is he a senior?"

This question is also polite.

"He." An Zihan looked at the big screen, thought about it, and replied, "Singing, some people in your father's generation probably like him. But...he sings folk songs, which are relatively small, and have never been heard of. Fire up. After all, your father's generation prefers songs that can dance in the square."

"Oh..." the boy replied.

"The strength group has a little foundation." After An Zihan commented like this, he could have ended, but he had to add, "He also looks strong, just with this beard, he looks like a rock singer, you sing folk songs. You restrain yourself, looking at him makes you feel like eating black pepper."

Chang Siyin was still nodding, but when she heard An Zihan's comment, she couldn't help laughing.

Immediately afterwards, a girl came in. When she came out, she could see that she was in good shape. Before she came out, An Zihan recognized it: "Zang Ai."

It will come out later, it is really hiding Ai.

"Amazing!" Chang Siyin exclaimed.

"You can tell by looking at her figure." An Zihan replied, turning to look at Su Jinli, seeing that Su Jinli still didn't know him, so he introduced, "She is a female singer, she was originally a girl group, but now she is solo. Pretty and in good shape."

Chang Siyin seemed to have seen the goddess and was so excited that she added: "Singing is also good, dancing is also good."

An Zihan was someone who was rude, and immediately asked: "With such a beautiful girl dangling in front of your eyes, how can you look at anything else?"

"You will definitely see it, talent can't be blocked."

"I can't see her. In my concept, she is: beautiful, oh my god, she's so beautiful. Then a song ends, she's done jumping, and I don't remember what she did before."

"She is my goddess." Chang Siyin replied.

An Zihan thought it was interesting, smiled and said, "I remember her because of her name. It's like the family of the funeral, but she didn't change her name when she debuted, which is also domineering. I heard that her group was also because of her before. , known as the Overkill Matt family."

Su Jinli stared blankly at their explanation and felt that he was an outsider.

Then he looked at the big screen and felt that this girl was actually not as good-looking as Sister Yura. After all, he still remembered how Yura looked in a dress.

He didn't know it himself, but when he first came into the world, he met the champion of the beauty pageant, and then went to the Muzi Tao Company to apply for a job, and met a group of people who wanted to be idols.

The starting point is too high, so that the vision is also very high.

After that, two more people came out, the same one male and one female.

The lady's name is Xiao Yuhe, and she is also a powerful singer. It is a song that is popular, and it can be called a KTV must-have track. However, people are not popular, mainly because the appearance is not very good.

The man's name was Gu Ju, and An Zihan didn't say who he was, he looked like they were about the same age. Later, when I introduced myself on the show, I learned that he is an artist who has just debuted. It seems that an album has been released, and the possibility of hitting the street is very high.

Four judges teachers have come out.

Among the four people, only Zang Ai is relatively famous. The others are out of breath, and those who have not become popular have not become popular. The team looks really disappointing.

At this time, another person came out of the passage. He was tall. Just by looking at the outline, he could tell that he had an excellent figure, like a model.

"Isn't it..." An Zihan couldn't help muttering when he saw the figure.

When he saw that An Ziyan really came out, An Zihan immediately rolled his eyes amidst the cheers of the others.

"He's an actor, what's wrong with coming here? Can he still watch this show when he's here?" An Zihan couldn't help but comment after watching it.

When Su Jinli saw that An Ziyan also appeared, he had already entered a state of despair, and his face turned pale.

I can't participate in this show. Two masculine men, how can he keep going?

"Isn't he your brother?" Chang Siyin's eyes lit up when she saw An Ziyan. That's a little fresh meat. With him, the ratings are guaranteed, right?

"It's my brother, but he doesn't have anything to do with this kind of show, right? He can't dance at all. He rarely sang a song at a New Year's Eve party, and even lip-synched. After he was discovered, it became a popular headline on Weibo. After several days, he is too embarrassed to come?"

The dearest brother, sells the most ruthless material.

Immediately afterwards, I heard An Ziyan holding the microphone and introducing himself: "Hello everyone, I'm An Ziyan. This time I came to this show and I was very nervous. After all, this is the first time I have crossed borders as a host."

After An Zihan heard this, he became less disgusted: "Oh... the host..."

At this time, on the recording side, several judges had already taken their seats, and An Ziyan chatted with the judges, which was regarded as the ice-breaking session in the early stage of the show.

Immediately afterwards, Zang Ai took the initiative to ask An Ziyan: "I saw the list of participating programs. The contestants consisted of 40 trainees and 20 amateurs who participated in the audition. One of the contestants is very special."

Han Kai: "Yes, I noticed it too."

An Ziyan stood on the stage, and smiled after hearing it. He didn't shy away, and asked directly, "Maybe it's our family's ugliness?"

"Family ugly?" Han Kai asked strangely.

"It's the kind of domestic ugliness that cannot be made public."

This was obviously a joke. An Zihan gasped for breath after hearing this. Just as he was about to scold, he heard Su Jinli, who had been silent, say a sentence: "This sentence is not used to describe people."

An Zihan turned his head to look at Su Jinli and laughed with a "poof".

"Have you watched "Five Lantern Festival"?" Su Jinli asked.

"What... what?"

"The origin of this sentence."

"Oh..." An Zihan found that he and Su Jinli couldn't talk.

At this time, I heard An Ziyan say, "But since he's here, let him be the first to perform."

An Zihan was dumbfounded when he heard the whole person, and exclaimed: "Isn't it according to the serial number?"

An Ziyan is genuine, and there are already staff in the backstage to find An Zihan and them and let them appear first.

An Zihan hurriedly stood up and said while tidying up his clothes, "Is this my brother, my God?"

Su Jinli breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and waved to An Zihan, a kind of joy that you are finally leaving.

An Zihan was stunned for a moment when he saw Su Jinli's smiling face. It was the first time he saw Su Jinli smile at him.

However, when he was going to participate in the competition, An Zihan didn't stay too much, and hurried to the exit.

Soon after, An Zihan's group appeared on the stage, An Ziyan stood by their side and asked them to introduce themselves.

"Are you performing as a group?" An Ziyan asked them.

After a few people glanced at each other, An Zihan replied, "Actually, it's a temporary partnership."

"Is it because the company knows that you will definitely make a fool of yourself when you come up alone, so it's arranged like this?"

An Zihan wanted to laugh a little after hearing this, but he held it back and asked, "Can you say a few words less?"

"How do you talk to your brother?"

"I don't believe you can beat me up on stage."

Zang Ai listened to them and found it very interesting, so she asked, "An Zihan, will your brother beat you at home?"

"Often." An Zihan held the microphone, as if he had opened the chat box, and complained about An Ziyan's evil deeds, "When we were kids, we played at home and broke an antique vase of my dad, and we both thought Dad was sure If you want to be angry, we negotiated and agreed to take it together. As a result, as soon as my dad's car drove into the yard, my brother started to beat my butt. When my dad entered the door, he felt distressed when he saw it, and said, 'Okay, son, don't be exhausted. ' Then take me from my brother, beat me, and my brother will be fine."

After listening to the four judges teachers, they all laughed.

An Ziyan also reluctantly did not answer for a long time, and smiled awkwardly.

Only Su Jinli listened very seriously and sighed in a low voice: "Well, it's really bad."

This is not the case with his brother, who is especially protective of him.