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Chapter Twelve Composition Department(2/2)

It's Friday soon.

"Song Yu, come out quickly, we are going to the recording site of "Idol Games"."

As soon as Song Yu got up, he was woken up by Yan Hu.

"Wait a minute."

He quickly got dressed, washed up, and got in the car at the door.

"Oh, you don't know how much headache I've had these past few days!"

Yan Hu started to complain, but his expression betrayed him, "More than thirty programs, endorsements and idol dramas are looking for you, and the prices are higher each one."

"You agreed?"

"If I agreed, I wouldn't have such a headache."

Yan Hu sighed and said, "I will definitely let him take over other idols. After all, the peak period is only two or three years. If you can make money, there is no reason to miss it."

"So you feel heartbroken when you see the money slipping away?" Song Yu said with a smile, "It's only a few million, so that's all."

What do you mean by just a few million?

Yan Hu was choked.

I'm so angry!

Damn rich people!

Song Yu had breakfast in the car and arrived at Jianghai University.

The recording location is in the school gymnasium.

"Hello, Teacher Song, my name is Zhu Yimeng, and I am your assistant in recording this program."

"Sorry to trouble you." Song Yu replied with a smile.

"Please follow me." Zhu Yimeng introduced as he walked, "There are 126 people participating this time, and there are seven opponents in the figure skating event you signed up for. They are Jin Yiling from the Gem Girls, solo singer Liao Lefei..."

Song Yu nodded from time to time as he listened.

The most famous one is the Jewel Girls Group.

They are one of the top girl groups, no worse than Yufeng Youth Group.

The Idol Games gathers almost all the top players in the idol industry, so Song Yu is not surprised.

As soon as he entered the gym, he felt a wave of enthusiasm.

The auditorium of more than 4,000 people was all full, and the momentum was quite scary.

"Hold still."

Yan Hu patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's just a small scene. Maybe you will have a big stage with 100,000 people in the future."

"If your hands didn't shake, this would be more convincing." Song Yu rolled his eyes and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid." Yan Hu said forcefully, "I'm just worried about you. If something goes wrong... bah bah bah, look at my crow's mouth, there's nothing wrong with that."


Chapter completed!
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