Devil characters can't be collapsed

Xu Xingyang absent-mindedly finished filming the entire advertisement, and when he walked out of the shooting location, a black SUV was waiting downstairs.

He opened the back door and got in. Wu Zhengkai turned his head from the driver's seat and handed him a financial newspaper.

"I know who the new investor is."

Wu Zhengkai reached out and clicked on the first page of the newspaper. The main headline was "Yan Ding Group invests 4.5 million in Dong Hua Media", and the introduction reads "After the investment is completed, Yan Ding holds 20% of the shares and becomes the largest shareholder of Dong Hua Media. investor".

Donghua Media is the producer of "Dream Chasing Stage".

"Yan Ding..." Xu Xingyang murmured.

The headquarters of Yanding Group is in Yancheng, the most outstanding existence in the business district.Looking at the entire Yancheng, there are only a handful of people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with it.Compared with Yanding, Guangyao is completely different from streams and rivers, there is no comparison.

"I asked today." Wu Zhengkai slammed on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, "Yan Ding's senior management personally called for Yu Zhuo."

"why?"

"It is said that he is optimistic about Yu Zhuo, and thinks he is worthy of praise." Wu Zhengkai turned around, "But who knows if this is the real situation."

Xu Xingyang frowned, "Which senior executive is so blatant?"

Even if the whole of Guangyao will be his in the future, he would not dare to say so arrogantly that he can praise whoever he likes, and it will cost money and energy to praise someone, so he has to think about it anyway.

"Yan Ding's new CEO."

Yu Zhuo's ranking continued to rise, and the number of votes was still increasing in the last minute before the voting deadline.After the voting channel was officially closed, the ranking stopped at 1.

From 71 to 50 to 16, the road to promotion is extremely dramatic.

Early the next morning, the program team announced the ranking and promotion status. The 50 people who were eliminated left by car, 50 people were missing, and nearly half of the dormitories in the base were vacant. desolate.

Fortunately, all members of F515 advanced, and no one left. Even Huang Xiaohui, who was the most vulnerable, narrowly advanced at 48.

"I've been promoted, I've been promoted, I've been promoted!" Huang Xiaohui jumped up and down happily, hugging the rest of the people one by one, shouting "I've been promoted" every time.

After the new ranking is down, it is almost time to start preparing for the second round of performances.

The rules for the second round of performances are similar to those of the previous ones. There are five teams in one team of ten people. The top five players in the first round of performances can choose their own teammates.

This time, the top five basically offered an olive branch to Yu Zhuo, but Yu Zhuo didn't agree.

Jia Zhiyang was also among the top five. He invited the entire dormitory of F515, brought along his two good buddies from the same company, and picked up two from Class B, forming a team as quickly as possible.

The composition of this team is similar to that of Yu Zhuo's team last time, with only two new members from Class B.

Of course, it is not completely new to Yu Zhuo.

"What a coincidence." Yu Zhuo raised the corners of his lips and smiled at Zhang Junjie.

Zhang Junjie, a straight man, was inexplicably fascinated by this smile, and said "Okay" nervously.It's not that he has any other thoughts, but he simply thinks that Yu Zhuo is good-looking, and the title of "devil" is not something everyone can afford.

In the evening, members of Class F gather together for a class meeting.

After the first round of performances, Class F had the most people leaving, and the number was cut by more than half. Fortunately, the base is also large, so there are still more people.

But it's useless if there are too many people. It's not as lively as Class A with only ten people.

The class meeting is held every two weeks. The class meeting of ABC class is very normal. Xu Xingyang, the tutor of class A, is more sunny. Although Tan Wensheng, the tutor of class B, is not talkative, he is also gentle. Song Baizhou, the tutor of class C, smiles all day long and rarely gets angry. All good.

Only class F, everyone here has experienced He Lin's expressionless comment on "F". The word "He Lin" alone is enough to cause post-traumatic stress disorder. They were all silent.

This time is no exception.

Class C next door has already started singing and dancing, Class B not far away is also laughing and laughing, while Class F is still very quiet.

At this time, if He Lin didn't speak, it would be a large-scale meditation site.

So He Lin said: "This time 15 people left our class, and the rest..."

He briefly summarized the current situation of Class F, and then gave specific guidance to individual members.

In all fairness, He Lin was very conscientious as a tutor. He also watched the performance, and he focused on the members of Class F, carefully observing each one and taking notes.

Yu Zhuo moved a small bench and sat in the back row, just like an undisciplined student in his school days, listening and eating candy from his pocket.

Lin Weijing put her hands behind her back, tugged at the hem of Yu Zhuo's clothes, and said in a weak voice, "Give me an idol too."

The people next to him watched eagerly, but it was difficult to speak out because they were too far apart.

Yu Zhuo grabbed a handful and asked Lin Weijing to pass them one by one.

In less than a minute, everyone in the last row had a candy in their hands, and their mouths were bulging.

"Back row," He Lin changed the subject abruptly, "the ones who eat candy."

Lin Weijing and the others quickly hid the sugar under their tongues.

Yu Zhuo also pretended nothing happened, and looked around calmly.

"You," He Lin called the name directly, "Yu Zhuo."

Yu Zhuo bit the candy in his mouth and swallowed it, and slowly stood up, "What?"

He Lin didn't speak, but his expression seemed to be asking "You still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong".

"Eating candy is also forbidden?" Yu Zhuo deliberately slowed down his speech, "Then you have violated the rules countless times, mentor."

He Lin glanced at him and said, "Stand still."

Lin Weijing sat and broke into a cold sweat for Yu Zhuo. When it was over, the idol stole candy and talked back, even gods couldn't save him.

Everyone in the class was sitting, and Yu Zhuo was the only one standing, which looked very different.But it wasn't a day or two before Yu Zhuo had thick skin, and he stood there calmly.Standing up, the scenery is beautiful, there are no obstacles in front of the line of sight, Yu Zhuo has nothing to do, and looks at He Lin's face unscrupulously.

I have to say that this face is indeed very ornamental, but it is a pity that the sense of distance brought by the cold temperament makes people dare not approach easily.

Yu Zhuo thought that no one would notice, but He Lin seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, and after a while he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Does it look good?"

"..." Yu Zhuo, who was caught doing bad things, paused, "It's pretty nice."

The whole group's attention was instantly focused on these two people.

He Lin said, "You're quite free."

"I'm listening carefully."

"The second round of performances," He Lin said noncommittally, and continued to talk about the topic just now, "There will be five artists from the entertainment industry coming to guide, probably tomorrow."

Trapped in the base all day long, seeing no outsiders except for performances, it was rare for someone to come, everyone was a little excited, immediately forgot the fear of He Lin, and asked positively: "Who is there?"

He Lin didn't really remember the details, so he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and read four names in succession according to the reading on it.

Every time you read one, there will be a burst of uproar.

"Damn it! Guan Siyuan! That's a movie queen! I watch every movie of hers!"

When he read the last name, He Linwei frowned invisibly: "Chi Zihao."

"Chi Chi Chi Zihao—!" Lin Weijing almost slipped the half candy into his throat, "Damn it, isn't that my idol's previous gossip?"