Mars trainee

During the audition, Lin Shen sat on the spot and interviewed more than 1000 people with two other senior singers in the entertainment industry. The interview lasted for three days.

In fact, if it is really calculated, it is less than a thousand, because after all, some players temporarily abandoned the competition and never participated.

But after seeing so many faces, Lin Shen almost vomited.

Occasionally there will be very good contestants, which will make the judges shine, but basically everyone's level and appearance will not differ too much.

Lin Shen thinks about it too, otherwise why many popular stars will be ridiculed as black history when they look back on the film and television materials of the talent show that year.

But when he saw Zuo Cheng, he was still slightly taken aback, a little surprised.

After Lin Shen called his number, Zuo Cheng came in, stood calmly under the light, and then began a brief self-introduction: "Mr. dance."

After he finished dancing, the three judges raised their heads at the same time, then lowered their heads and drew a check mark on the notebook.

Three days later, the audition was finally over.

When Zuo Cheng was notified by the program team that he had qualified for the competition, he was quite happy because of the 1 yuan bonus.

The results of the notification came at the same time, so of course some people were happy and some were worried. When he was happy, many people next to him were crying and howling in the room, which could be heard through the wall.

Fu Xichao was staring at the phone nervously, lying on the bed with his butt pouted, gnawing his nails and muttering nonstop: "What's going on? Why hasn't my call come yet? Did I lose the election? It seems that this year's program No way, I turned out to be a lost pearl..."

As soon as Zuo Cheng thought of words of comfort, he heard him make a "shush" gesture with his index finger. After a few seconds, he hung up the phone, and Fu Xichao let out a happy roar. It's Chinese New Year.

However, this is just the beginning, and the real challenge is yet to come.

When sending the boys to the big factory to participate in the competition, Yang Dingfeng said a word: "Small fire depends on praise, big fire depends on fate, our company is poor, we don't have money to give you good resources, we can only depend on your own fate. "

At that moment, Zuo Cheng actually felt something like "the wind is rustling and the water is cold".

The program team drove up a purple bus, with the words "Shining Nova" on the bus, which were not working and shining brightly.

Several teenagers who had never seen the world sighed in unison, "Damn, it's amazing".

Zuo Cheng calmly walked to the front of the bus. The car was only whitewashed on one side, and the other side was still the previous advertisement "Real coconut juice, so delicious."

"The logo is only posted on one side of the program group, and it's really picky." A boy with a crew cut who looks very energetic whispered.

"Because the camera can only capture one side anyway." Fu Xichao said, "Are you also from our company? Why haven't I seen you?"

Xiaoping turned his head and saw that it was Fu Xichao, he was stunned, "Wow, are you Fu Xichao? Senior, you are my idol!"

The corners of Zuo Cheng's mouth twitched a little when he heard this. This man must have no eyesight. He chose Fu Xichao to be his idol. He wanted to see what this young man looked like.

The young man was very tall and straight, he walked over excitedly from his seat, picked a seat in front of Zuo Cheng and the others and sat down, "My name is Su Yang, I just joined the company this year, and I have followed you on Weibo bro. Come to our company I went to a company called Sunshine Media before, and what they showed me was your short film, saying that you are the most popular in the company."

Fu Xichao covered his face shyly, "Keep a low profile."

Sunshine Media, Zuo Cheng seems to have heard Fu Xichao say that when Fu Xichao first joined Sunshine Media, his agent bragged to him that he would be the next Andy Lau, and he almost swelled to two hundred catties at that time.

This debut experience has become the brightest stroke in Fu Xichao's life.

Su Yang held Fu Xichao's hand with both hands, and said sincerely: "I like you so much, I feel that you are very stylish in taking pictures, I feel like I met a celebrity today."

"Then you stayed well at Sun Media, why did you come to our small company again?" asked the boy next to Su Yang.

"Sunshine Media is now closed." Zuo Cheng said silently.

"Hey, Sunshine has also closed down? In recent years, the lifespan of brokerage companies generally seems to be short."

"I'm too poisonous. Wherever I go to go bankrupt, I have already changed three brokerage companies." Su Yang said, "I hope our company can be stronger/survivable."

"Don't worry, it won't happen. With the two of you here, it's hard not to go bankrupt." As soon as the boy next to him exited the door, the whole car roared with laughter.

"Fu Cheng, shut up." Su Yang's heart sank, and he quickly covered the mouth of the boy next to him.

Zuo Cheng smiled slightly, adjusted the back of the seat to a position suitable for sleeping, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

During the break, he heard other people talking to Fu Xichao about him in a low voice.

"Xixi, why do I feel that your roommate is evil? Looking at him, I always have the feeling that he is going to cultivate to become a master." The man deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that Zuo Cheng would hear.

"To tell you the truth, I also have this feeling." Fu Xichao said, "He is a relatively Buddhist person."

"Let's just say that last time in the dance classroom, he almost destroyed Zhao Ye." Su Yang asked, "Did he learn any martial arts?"

"Taekwondo champion." Fu Xichao said these words with a particularly powerful tone, as if he himself was a champion, so he almost patted Zuo Cheng on the shoulder to show off, "See, this is my elder brother, a Taekwondo champion."

"Fuck, cool."

"It's awesome."

Several boys whispered along the way, and they would not reach their destination until late at night.

Zuo Cheng woke up midway, his expression was a little strange, he frowned and said, "Why do I feel so disgusted?"

"I'll go, are you motion sick?" Fu Xichao patted Su Yang on the shoulder and asked, "Dude, do you have any plastic bags?"

"I don't have it, and Fu Cheng doesn't seem to have it either." Su Yang took out a bottle of water from his bag and handed it over, "Would you like some water?"

"Thank you, no need." Zuo Cheng frowned, as soon as the car stopped and started, his stomach began to churn, and he wanted to vomit but had no place to vomit.

Fu Xichao thought for a long time, put both hands in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "How about..."

Zuo Cheng silently pushed his hand away, "..."

Finally, he got out of the car, and Zuo Cheng was the first to rush out, holding on to the electric pole on the side of the road, feeling like vomiting for a while.

Su Yang walked over and asked curiously, "Are you so motion sick?"

"Yes... this is my first time taking a bus." Zuo Cheng said, "I am fire..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fu Xichao, who introduced with a smile, "My roommate is from the countryside and has never taken a car before."

Zuo Cheng raised his head and glanced at Fu Xichao, without explaining.

"Don't just say that you are from Mars. Not many people believe it, you know?" Fu Xichao said to him earnestly, "Everyone will only think that this person is probably a fool."

"Yeah, thank you for reminding me." Zuo Cheng nodded, thinking that if he wanted to stay on Earth for a longer time, he really had to hide his identity. At the beginning, he explained his identity to so many people. It is indeed futile for a person to believe in him.

In the evening, people came to the collective dormitory one after another. Their dormitory is very luxurious, with villas and swimming pools, and a big basketball court with green hills as the background.

In this open field, it is easier to find a view.

The villa is an independent building with a total of six floors. There are no residents around, and the recording studio is next to it.

The surrounding scenery of the villa is good, surrounded by forest.

In midsummer, when the wind blows, the green aroma of pine needles and poplar leaves makes people feel refreshed.

Zuo Cheng and the others were led to a six-person room by the staff of the program group. Three individual trainees, plus him, Fu Xichao and Su Yang lived together.

It was the first time to live in a dormitory, and Zuo Cheng didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, because everyone was polite and enthusiastic, and the average age was no more than nineteen.

Zuo Cheng went to the bathroom, but got lost when he came back, and it was the camera brother who brought him back to the dormitory.

So by the time he packed up his things, everyone else was already lying in bed resting.

Since the mobile phone was confiscated, everyone was bored and stared at him on the bed to pack things.

Zuo Cheng opened the suitcase under the watchful eyes of everyone. Apart from personal toiletries, there was only an iron pot left in it, which took up a lot of space in the suitcase.

"Are you bringing the pot into the group because you plan to perform a big goose stew in an iron pot?" Someone teased him.

"Hahahahaha, you can have hot pot tonight."

"However, it seems that the program team does not allow small things to happen."

"You still eat. Didn't you say you want to lose weight?"

……

Everyone chattered about it.

Zuo Cheng wiped the pot with a towel, looked at it devoutly, and placed it on his table.

Then he pointed at the pot, clasped his hands together, and bowed.

Everyone: I suspect you are a fucking member of the Demon Cult...

Apparently, Fu Xichao was used to this series of bewildering behaviors by his roommates, so he slept on a pillow that was a bit cramped.

The stars outside the window are very bright. Because they are very young, their dreams are hot.