Putting down your phone, Fang Jing smiled and said, "It's me, it's different from on TV, right?"

"It's really different. You're a little bit naughty in real life. Isn't your family in a province? Why do you think about coming to the Magic City?"

Holding a teacup, Yu Meng was a little curious. The protagonists of the past metamorphosis were all flash in the pan, and generally there was no follow-up after spending for a while.

"Like you, pursue your dreams, participate in the Chinese Dream Voice, and then become a star."

"Tsk! We are not a dream. We just take a few days off to play. Even if the luck in the finals is in the final, we have to go back to study unless we don't want the diploma."

"Forget it, if you don't talk about this, is your sister here with you? I'm her fan."

When I was watching the Transformation last night, Yu Meng liked this little girl Fang Hui the most, she was so cute and cute.

"No, I came here myself. She still has to go to school, so she dare not skip classes."

Yu Meng was disappointed and wanted to meet him. She shook her head and said casually, "Will you sing your own song this time?"

"certainly!"

Fang Jing came here this time and wanted to start a shot. Even if he couldn't sign an entertainment company, he had to sell the songs he sang for a good price. So this shot...it must make a splash.

"Is that true? Then I'm looking forward to your wonderful performance."

Yu Meng didn't expect Fang Jing to produce any good songs. After all, the conditions were there, Fang Jing's songs were probably all saliva songs talking to himself.

Everyone in their club can create a few such songs, but they are fine in their daily entertainment, and they can't afford to throw away the person on the stage.

After a few simple conversations, I left after seeing the time and seeing the scenery. After all, they just met by chance, and whether they could meet in the future is still the same.

...

The next morning, Fang Jing was waiting outside the pergola before nine o'clock. In order to leave a good impression, he specially wore a long-sleeved white shirt with light blue jeans and white shoes.

He was carrying a guitar on his back and his shirt was pants. Before he entered the venue, he had already attracted a lot of attention. There were many young people chasing their dreams like him.

Some singers who are already well-known have signed up for agency companies, but come here just to use the show to scan their faces.

Some of them are online anchors, beautiful people and sweet songs, with millions of fans, and they are here to show their faces. Regardless of the winning or losing of the game, they will not lose anyway.

There are also a lot of people around the square who are known as star scouts. They take out their business cards and find a certain company, specializing in choosing young and beautiful girls. As for the authenticity, Fang Jing can't tell.

After waiting for more than an hour, the scenery was so hot. It was not because of the sun. Today, the autumn was bright and the air was cool and the breeze was gentle. The reason why the heat was purely crowded.

There are crowds of people, and one by one can’t walk through the road. This scene reminds Fang Jing of the Spring Festival travel rush in his previous life.

"Next, Fangjing." The staff came out of it, holding the horn and shouted.

"It's finally here!"

After wiped away the sweat from his forehead and sideburns, Fang Jingshen took a breath, pushed away the crowded crowd in front, and strode in.

As soon as I entered the shed, a cool air blew in my face, and three table fans were blowing towards me. If the two examiners weren't there, Fang Jing would almost scream comfortably.

"Hello, two teachers, I am Fang Jing, a candidate No. 198."

In the Chinese entertainment industry, no matter who you are facing, from the king of the kings and queens to the light bulbs and anti-fixion equipment, you will be called the teacher.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses looked at Fang Jing’s information, stared at him for a few seconds, and smiled and said, “Have you participated in the metamorphosis of Xiangnan Satellite TV?”

“Yes, teacher.”

This resume was submitted by Fang Jing. He specially added the recording of metamorphosis in his work experience. After all, this is a plus point, so it is not useless.

The man nodded and was very satisfied with this resume. Just the metamorphosis of the rural male protagonist participating in the Chinese Dream Voice was very topical.

"Sing a few words in a cappella! It's best if you are good at it, I'll listen to your voice."

Without saying anything, Fang Jing bowed and then sang a few representative songs from a popular singer. His voice was crisp and bright and full of breath.

The man nodded, whispered with another examiner and said a few words, then signed the signature, and put the square information aside.

"Yes, I'm looking forward to your better performance in the field later."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Fang Jing bowed and said this, but he didn't know that he had passed the test.

After receiving the admission ticket for Magic City Satellite TV sent by the staff, Fang Jing smiled and exited the awning. The audition passed, and the next one was the primary election in a few days.

Looking at the ticket in Fang Jing's hand, the onlookers rushed over immediately, "Brother, have you passed? The examiners always ask those questions. Is it difficult?"

"Young man, I am from Huang Yuan Media. Are you interested in joining our company?"

"Handsome guy, just add a friend to chat!"

...

Seven or eight meters away, Fang Jing received four or five business cards and more than a dozen small notes, squeezed to the edge of the square and threw them all into the trash can.

"call!"

After breathing, Fang Jing looked at the crowds of people, some people cried and some people laughed, some people were happy and some people were sad. Although he passed the test, he knew that the difficulties were still behind.

To put it bluntly, the audition is just the simplest process. The examiner does not value your musical talent at all. You can basically pass a few words if you can sing a few words with your appearance.

Next, Fang Jing has at least a few thousand opponents. It is not so easy to get through five levels and defeat six generals.

...

Three days later, Fang Jing entered the Magic City TV station with a guitar on his back. After several security checks, he handed over his mobile phone and some personal belongings, and then signed a confidentiality treaty.

It took me half an hour to arrive in the waiting hall, and two or three hundred people have gathered.

The primary election was divided into seven days, with about 300 people a day. The mentor tested the people who came through the auditions one by one, and they were going to be on TV.

In the hall, a large LCD screen was hung, which was the primary selection screen inside. There were three mentors, Han Hong and Li Wen were veterans in the music industry.

In addition, Huang Xiaoming, who is responsible for attracting traffic, is a common combination, and many variety shows are like this.

Fang Jing saw Yu Meng in the hall. She had no musical instruments on her body, and she was wearing a white dress like a blooming lotus. She was quiet and not enchanting. The two looked at each other, nodded without saying a word.

A host stood under the display with a microphone, heard the sound in the headset and said loudly, "The next one, Yu Meng, Yang Huan is ready."

Calling herself, Yu Meng got up, walked in nervously, and after several turns, she came to the backstage. From her perspective, she could see the mentor and cameramen on the stage.

This is a small studio, and there is no audience, just the tutor and cameraman. She immediately walked up there as soon as the contestants came.

"Wow, it's a beautiful little girl." Han Hong joked before she could speak.

Li Wen followed and said, "If you don't come back from the prime of your life, we old aunts can't compare to you."

"Please just remove them. I'm only over twenty years old this year, okay?"

"Hahaha! You two have enough, so let's introduce yourself first?" Huang Xiaoming spoke.

Seeing the instructor looking at him, Yu Meng smiled and said, "My name is Yu Meng. I am twenty years old this year. I am from Chengdu, Sichuan Province. I am a junior. I am very interested in singing duets since I was a child."
Chapter completed!