"Welcome to here, my name is Zhang Xinhua, we will have a few questions for you, if you have poor screening conditions, we may not accept you, mainly in music, followed by appearance......"

Zhang Xinhua held a white A4 paper on the table, with lines of unclear content on it, held a water-based pen in his right hand, pushed the frame, and said mercilessly.

Hearing this, Yang Feng frowned slightly, it is naturally normal to test music, but why do you still need good looks?

"You may wonder why you need good looks, because if you pass the finals, you can enter the entertainment industry, and there will be performing arts companies to train you in an all-round way and become a star. ”

Zhang Xinhua put his hands on the pure white desk and spoke.

"Hmm...... Now that the beauty function is so powerful, plus my beautiful and magical makeup skills, can't they all be mixed up in the TV?"

Yang Feng groaned slightly, and then said in a somewhat mocking tone.

In terms of makeup, it is really the strongest in my country, and one who fell into the water and came out became a stranger in a blink of an eye......

"What you said is not unreasonable, the makeup and beauty technology is indeed much stronger than before, and a lot of soft light effects are used. ”

Zhang Xinhua glanced at the staff beside him, then turned his eyes to Yang Feng and said:

"You are still delicate, mainly because of your temperament, so you don't have to worry about your appearance, in fact, as long as you are an ordinary person, dress up well, everyone can be very handsome and beautiful on TV. ”

Hearing this, Yang Feng touched his cheeks and said narcissistically: Are you still just beautiful? When I was in school, I found that I was very handsome, otherwise why would girls often look back at me.

Could it be self-inflicted?

"Okay, the next question is that in addition to the piano skills, you also have those musical skills, such as singing, playing the guitar or dancing, as long as you have music, of course, piano skills are a must to know. ”

Zhang Xinhua pushed down the frame and said slowly.

Yang Feng smiled slightly, when he sings, he has a magical singing voice, and when he dances, he has a master-level dance, and as for the piano, it can already be said that he is superb.

"Singing and dancing are my strengths besides the piano. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Xinhua's eyes suddenly lit up, stretched out his hand slightly, and said, "Okay, can you do a cappella now?"

"Yes. ”

Yang Feng nodded imperceptibly, then cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and then sang.

"Tomorrow will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday, and tomorrow will you remember you who used to cry the most......

BUF, which has a demonic singing voice, has a slight hint of bewitching in its voice, and it sounds like flowing water.

Zhang Xinhua and the two staff members beside him nodded one after another.

"That's the end of it, congratulations on the success of the interview, come here at 14 o'clock this afternoon, in the auditorium, the competition officially begins, you need to show your musical talent, to the professional music instructors from this music festival to judge, please get ready, this is your number 11. ”

Then, the two staff members next to him briefly explained the rules, which was completely different from this interview and the previous piano talent show.

You can choose freely, you can choose the match on stage, you can sing and play the guitar, or sing and dance, or sing and play the piano.

After taking the brand number, Yang Feng stood up, turned around and pushed open the glass door and went out, just in time to see Lin Yun'er, who was waiting outside to line up.

I almost forgot that she was also here to participate in the festival exhibition competition.

"Yang Feng, what a coincidence, we met again. ”

Just when he was queuing outside, looking through the glass curtain wall, Lin Yun'er felt that the back of this boy was very familiar, and when he turned around, a heart suddenly shook and he felt slightly nervous.

"Unfortunately. Yang Feng's face was calm, he glanced at her, and then walked towards the auditorium.

Looking at his departed back, Lin Yun'er's eyes flashed a trace of gloom, Qiong's nose was slightly sour, and she murmured softly:

"What the hell did I do wrong, why should I be so indifferent to ......"

Walking out of the auditorium, Yang Feng came to the street, looking at the bustling flow of people and vehicles coming and going, the time was still early, about four hours.

He plans to take on a wave of Daily Quests to earn scrolls.

Immediately, he opened the task bar and chose to accept a task with more scrolls.

"Ding!Absorb 5,000 fans in one day, mission success reward: 50 scrolls, mission failure penalty: none. ”

Absorb the number of followers?!

Yang Feng frowned slightly, how could he absorb the number of fans, and it was still five thousand, he sighed slightly in his heart, he knew that he would not accept the task indiscriminately, and there was no punishment.

Forget it, let's take one step at a time, it depends on the situation.

Yang Feng unfolded his eyebrows and returned to the ordinary community, just in time to see the woman in the opposite neighbor next door, who walked out of it and looked at him for a second.

Immediately, Yang Feng walked home, walked towards the room, and opened the cabinet on the table next to the bed, there was a bank card and a check for 50 million.

He plans to transfer all the money in the check to the card now.

In order to save some time, Yang Feng dropped a small yellow car on the side of the road and drove in the direction of the bank, a little farther.

After almost an hour, Yang Feng came to the door of the bank, parked the small yellow car between the white lines, and then walked inside.

There were a little more people handling business today, and Yang Feng took a ticket number perfectly, sat on the leather one-piece chair, and waited slowly.

While waiting patiently, Yang Feng habitually reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette, only to find that there was none.

Suddenly a little helpless, there are no smoke hotels nearby, so I had to lean back on the chair boredly.

His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something, and then his mind moved, opened the system store, and searched for cigarettes directly.

【Healthy Green Cigarette】Sweet taste, no nicotine, no harmful substances, made with tea condensation, required scroll: 1 sheet.

Sure enough, the system store has everything.

Yang Feng didn't say a word and directly spent money to buy it, anyway, it was only one scroll.

Holding the green box of cigarettes in his hand, it is slender when he opens it, and he still carries a lighter on his body anytime and anywhere.

Lighting a cigarette, Yang Feng smoked it, the taste was almost the same, and it was even a little refreshing.

What came out was a faint fragrant white smoke, a little tea fragrance, which made many men around look sideways.

While waiting, a silver van stopped in front of the bank in a hurry......

The following may be an old routine, the plot requires, you have to fabricate a villain, there is a boss in it, and it is the old enemy behind the protagonist.

(End of chapter)