Yangcheng Drama Theater, Chu He wandered around outside for a long time, and he could be regarded as finding Su Muyan.

This guy actually squatted on the curb and ate a cone - live broadcast eating a cone.

When Chu He walked over, he heard her scolding the audience: "You bastards, shut up, I can't lick the cone, think I don't understand anything?" A bunch of perverts! ”

Chu He is a little tired, this second goods.

He lifted Su Muyan in the past, grabbed his mobile phone and said to the audience: "Don't tease Xiaoyan Meow, we'll see you next time, we're going to get down to business." ”

Chu He wanted to close the live broadcast, and the barrage soared.

"Dahe, Sister Yao is in the drama theater, I saw her in the live broadcast of Xiaoyan Meow just now, go find her!"

"Dahe, to be honest, do you have a leg with Sister Yao?"

"Dahe, be kind to my goddess, bless you."

Chu He couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, okay, I'll broadcast it to you again if I find my sister." ”

He turned off the live broadcast and pulled Su Muyan away.

Su Muyan stretched out her little tongue to lick the cone, and asked while licking, "Chu He, where have you been?" I'm so anxious, so anxious that I don't even have the heart to eat a cone. ”

Chu He glanced at her and saw her pink tongue, as well as the white "cream" on her lips, this guy licked it unscrupulously.

"No licking, no image." Chu He reprimanded and learned from Liu Zhiqing's appearance.

"And no one saw it, let me tell you, that's how Tintin licked it." Su Muyan licked a few more mouthfuls seriously.

"You handed me your "Ghost Father"!" Chu He has a black line, how simple our sister is, just because she watched more than a dozen episodes of "Ghost Father", she has become so filthy, how can this be true!

"Slightly." Su Muyan licked happily, if she hadn't seen more people nearby, she would have licked until her tongue was broken.

The two also entered the Yangcheng Drama Theater, where there was air conditioning and air conditioning, and it was not hot all of a sudden.

Chu He took a look and found that this drama theater was big, with a large stage of several hundred square meters in front of it, and an audience seat that could seat 2,000 people under the stage, and the layout was very high-end and atmospheric.

At this time, there is an audition going on the stage, and the contestants who have signed up are waiting on the stage.

They need to play a song of their own, and then the judges will score it, and only those who pass will move on to the next round of selection.

Of course, the audition is not public, so it is relatively simple, and the judges are not old artists, but instrumental musicians invited by the TV station, who are responsible for getting paid to do things, and they will not be on TV.

There was a commotion in the theater, but the auditorium was empty, there were basically no people, and some were just some resting players.

Su Muyan came to the ground and wanted to broadcast live again.

"Brother, give it to you." She handed the remaining half of the cone to Chu He.

Chu He looked disgusted: "Don't." ”

"Really? Do you know how many people want it? Su Muyan crossed his waist with one hand and glared angrily.

"I don't want it, it's all your saliva, who would want it?" Chu He resolutely refused.

Su Muyan couldn't, endured the cold and ate it all, and then stuffed the cone paper into Chu He's hand: "Don't eat it, help me throw out the garbage." ”

She freed her hands and took out her mobile phone to broadcast live.

"Don't disturb the players, don't shoot them." Chu He advised.

"I'm not going to get close, I'm tired, I'm resting offstage." She found a more comfortable seat and broadcast live while resting.

Chu He ignored her and went to find Cheng Na.

Cheng Na was on the phone backstage at this moment, and she called Jiang Jinlong.

"Mr. Jiang Jinlong, Chu He has already arrived at the drama theater, is it convenient for you now? I can take him to you. Cheng Na was respectful.

The old artist wants to see Chu River, and Cheng Na also has a heart.

"No, no, let's go to the drama theater now to see how the show is prepared, and meet Chu He by the way." Jiang Jinlong smiled heartily.

He is old and strong, and he is alive and well.

Cheng Na hurriedly said okay and waited for the old artists to come over.

On the outskirts of Yangcheng, in a luxury villa.

Jiang Jinlong and others had already gotten into the car, and the driver drove them to the Yangcheng Drama Theater.

"Okay, no one should secretly contact Chu He in private, he won't apprentice, let's not force it, otherwise it will seem that we are inferior." Jiang Jinlong sat in the passenger seat and turned his head to tell the titans behind him.

In the back two rows of seats, there were five or six people.

"I know, Lao Jiang, isn't he just a seedling, is it possible that we will still slap him, look at what you said."

"That is, I have three disciples, and there is no shortage of disciples."

"Let's go, it's a serious matter to contribute to the show, and you don't have to fight Chu He's idea." Fang Guangsong waved his hand and let the driver drive.

The car drove all the way to the Yangcheng Drama Theater, which is still hot, hundreds of people are queuing up to sign up, and the theater has already accommodated hundreds of people, and the audition is underway.

Jiang Jinlong and others rushed into the drama theater in high spirits, and the young musicians along the way came to see it.

"That's Jiang Jinlong, I've seen him on TV, I'll go, the judges are here!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone was excited, and some of them even stepped forward to say hello, and they were familiar.

"Don't worry, everyone, the show is fair and just, as long as you have the strength, you can perform on stage." Jiang Jinlong said with a full sense of anger, quite majestic.

The crowd didn't dare to make a fuss, and watched with admiration as the titans entered the drama theater.

Backstage at the drama theater, Chu He drank a glass of water and lifted the audition on the stage curtain stands.

Hundreds of people are divided into more than a dozen teams, separated by a certain distance from each other, and try to avoid players interfering with each other.

Cheng Na whispered beside her: "Mr. Chu, the old artists are coming." ”

She reminded Chu He to pay attention to his attitude later.

"Understood." Chu He nodded, looked at the judges on the stage and said, "There are hundreds of people in the audition, and there are only a dozen judges, this efficiency is too slow, right?" ”

A song takes at least a few minutes, and the contestants have to introduce themselves and the like, and it takes more than five minutes to audition for a person.

"Due to the rush of time, we can't find so many professional instrumentaturists, and the director is working hard, and the efficiency on the first day is relatively low." Cheng Na explained.

At this moment, the backstage suddenly said hello, and the staff smiled in unison.

Chu He and Cheng Na turned around and saw seven or eight old men, all of whom were extraordinary, greeting the staff.

Chu He saw Fang Guangsong at a glance.

The grumpy Hulusi president still has the same expression that others owe him money.

However, his expression changed after seeing Chu He, and he was a little emotional and a little embarrassed.

"Young man, are you Chu He?" Jiang Jinlong smiled heroically and strode in front of Chu He.

He was only a little shorter than Chu He, and he was really strong. The eyebrows are also very atmospheric, if it was in ancient times, it would definitely be a hegemon.

Chu He smiled humbly: "I have seen all the old artists. ”

Chu He shook hands with them one by one, and when it was Fang Guangsong's turn, Fang Guangsong sighed: "Chu He, you really surprised me, hey, my old face has no place to rest." ”

Everyone laughed, and Chu He also laughed: "Old Mr. Fang is serious, I have always respected you." ”

This is not a lie, after all, the original gourd silk version of "Myth" shocked Chu He.

Fang Guangsong also smiled when he heard Chu He's words, everyone was willing to listen to good words.

"Okay, okay, everyone, you're welcome, art doesn't distinguish between young and old, Chu He is also a judge, everyone is the same generation." Jiang Jinlong said with a smile.

As a southern instrumental musician, he has an unexpectedly cheerful personality, and he will not be proud of his identity, which is really rare, and he is very compatible with young people.

The atmosphere was harmonious, and everyone also watched the audition in the stand, and soon found that the efficiency was low.

"Cortana, are you just a judge of the audition? When will this be chosen? Jiang Jinlong was not satisfied.

Cheng Na hurriedly explained, saying that filming would start in two days, and it was still too late.

"The players are very anxious, everyone is also very tired, don't let them wait, go, a few of our old guys will also come to the audition." Jiang Jinlong waved his hand, he was full of interest, after all, it was the first time to be a judge.

The rest of the people are even more so, going straight to the stage. Cheng Na was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked people to arrange seats, and the new judges entered.

Jiang Jinlong also invited Chu He: "Little Brother Chu, do you want to get familiar with it first?" ”

He asked Chu He to also be a judge, and first familiarize himself with his identity.

"Okay." Chu He naturally will not refuse, and he is idle anyway.

Jiang Jinlong smiled cheerfully again, and then said in a low voice: "Little Brother Chu, do you have a master?" ”

Well?

Chu He was a little puzzled, and several of the Taidou in front of him all peeked behind with sharp eyes.

Jiang Jinlong coughed: "Let's talk about it in detail." ”

He strode forward: "What are you old hairy men looking at? I just asked Chu He if he had a wife. ”