Almighty Star Daddy

"..." Ye Lizhi couldn't believe his ears and opened his mouth, "You, you are, Han... Han Mo?"

Han Mo didn't speak, just looked at him indifferently.

Ye Lizhi's eyes widened and suddenly he stretched out his hand, holding Han Mo's hand tightly and shaking it vigorously, "So you are the best bar singer, Han Mo, Han Mo."

Han Mo gave a light "um" and quietly pulled out the shaking hand that Ye Lizhi held tightly to me.

Ye Lizhi pestered Han Mo to ask questions for a while, and the other two singers also came to Hall 1 one after another.

All the singers participating in the competition were present, and the director group walked in with the props for the lottery. It was a golden box with seven red balls the size of ping-pong balls with numbers written on them, from one to seven, Whichever number is drawn, the first one will appear.

The assistant of the director's team carried the box to the table in the center of Hall 1, and said politely, "Teachers can come and draw lots. The numbers you draw are the order of appearances tonight."

People in the hall gathered around one after another, and Ye Lizhi gently touched Han Mo with his arm, "What number do you want to draw?"

Han Mo didn't care about the first few appearances, and said casually, "It's fine."

Ye Lizhi frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't draw number one, seven songs, after listening to all the songs, the audience has long forgotten the first singer, so how can they vote for him? Woolen cloth."

Han Mo didn't answer, but what Ye Lizhi said actually made sense. According to the depth of the audience's memory, it is true that the further back you go, the better the advantage. This is what most people think when they draw lots. In fact, Han Mo thinks it doesn't matter much, or Look at the strength of the players themselves.

Everyone is in a wait-and-see state, wanting to go to the draw, but they are afraid of taking the number they don’t want to draw. Everyone’s eyes are on the golden box, no one moves, but there is always someone saying,” Let's start." It's all about wanting others to start.

It doesn't matter which number of appearances Han Mo is in. He originally wanted to wait for everyone to finish the draw, but he didn't expect that no one would want to be the first, and he couldn't stand like this all the time. Han Mo walked forward. After two steps, he had long arms, scooped it out, took out a ball, held it in the palm of his hand, and returned to the standing position just now.

When Han Mo walked out, Ye Lizhi was shocked and wanted to pull him, but he didn't want him to be the first to smoke. Before he had time to shoot, Han Mo came back, and Ye Lizhi asked quickly, "Look at what time it is. No."

Han Mo stretched out his hand, and a 7 was written on the red ball.

Everyone gasped and hated that they didn't go earlier, but the number 7 they wanted the most was taken away.

Ye Lizhi whispered excitedly, "You are so lucky."

After Han Mo finished drawing for the first time, everyone rushed forward and started drawing lots, almost at the same time.

Ye Lizhi shook the ball in front of Han Mo with a small ball in his hand, squinting his eyes proudly, "It's No. 5, not bad, I'm content."

At the end of the lottery, everyone whispered with the people around them, and they were all quite satisfied, except for one person.

"I don't care, I don't want No. 1. Now you can tell the director to draw lots again." Wang Yao shoved the ball with No. 1 written on it to the agent.

Everyone thinks that Wang Yao has a backstage, but they don't know who her backstage is. In fact, her backstage is Wang Yi, the president of Jinda Entertainment, and Wang Yao's uncle. She was pampered and arrogant and willful since she was a child, and now, relying on her uncle's relationship, she has been given the green light to enter the entertainment circle all the way.

The manager was also very helpless, "It is impossible to draw lots again. Even if the director agrees, the other six singers will not agree. Don't worry." The middle-aged woman pulled Wang Yao to persuade her with kind words. .

"Then what do you say, I don't want No. 1 anyway." Wang Yao shook off the middle-aged woman's arm.

"Why don't we try to exchange with someone else?" The agent was only tentative.

In fact, this kind of thing is not very maneuverable. Generally, no one wants to change it. She swept the circle and turned her attention to the girl who had just been chased away by them. The girl was holding a number 2 in her hand. small ball. The agent pulled Wang Yao's arm again and said softly, "Let's change with her, No. 2 is better than No. 1."

Wang Yao didn't think so in her heart. She snorted coldly and just wanted to look away, when she suddenly saw Han Mo standing not far away, "I want to change with him, I want size 7." After speaking, she stepped on high heels to Han Mo go.

"Give me your No. 7." Wang Yao raised her chin and applied for being mean.

Han Mo was being pulled by Ye Lizhi to speak, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard such a wordless sentence. Looking in the direction of the voice, the other party could still use such an arrogant tone when making such an unreasonable request, Han Mo felt that the girl she met was probably too kind. But he just glanced at her, didn't stop his eyes for half a second, and replied lightly, "No change."

If it's someone else, be polite and ask him, maybe Han Mo will agree, after all, he doesn't care about the order of appearances, but Han Mo doesn't like this woman talking in such a tone, and he doesn't bother to deal with it.

The agent didn't have any hope, but he didn't expect that Han Mo would give Wang Yao no face at all, and angrily followed suit, "Rookies now have this attitude towards seniors? A newcomer like you can show up in the competition. It’s not bad, you can participate in two games at most, and it’s not a pity to be eliminated, what’s the difference in the first few games?”

Ye Lizhi became furious when he heard it, and said firstly, "Do you know who he is? He is the best bar singer, and topics about him have always been in the top ten on the hot search list."

"Bar singer, huh, can you take it seriously on the Internet?" Wang Yao showed a mocking expression.

The singers who have finished the lottery can go back to the room with their number written on them. Han Mo doesn't want to entangle with these two people anymore. It's a waste of life to say more, but Ye Lizhi doesn't want to give up and continues, "Han Mo has signed a contract with Sisi. Morning Media is no longer a bar singer."

"Sichen Media signs so many artists every year, so what if they sign contracts? It's not a queue, and even the agent doesn't send a follower. Even if they sign an artist, they are still newcomers who are not valued." Wang Yao's agent snorted coldly. "Tell me, who is your agent?"

Ye Lizhi clenched his fists in dissatisfaction, touched Han Mo's arm lightly, and whispered, "Who is your manager, tell them quickly, Sichen Media is better than them, Jinda Entertainment. "

For a while, Wang Yao and her manager, including Ye Lizhi, were watching Han Mo, but Han Mo was really too lazy to compete with people like Wang Yao and the others, and suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

"Little Momo, I heard from the director's team that you've drawn No. 7? You're so lucky." Meng Si stuck his waist and looked excited.

"Meng, Mr. Meng?" Wang Yao's manager took the initiative to greet Meng Si, her expression froze on her face, and the corners of her eyes that had just been raised trembled slightly.

Meng Si glanced at her and nodded in response.

Han Mo handed the ball with No. 7 written on it to Meng Si without saying anything.

"It's number 7, I'm really lucky, let's go, let's go to room 7 and get ready." Meng Si looked at the time and walked to the door.

Han Mo said to Ye Lizhi, "I'll go first." Ye Lizhi was also surprised that the boss of Sichen Media was so easy-going with Han Mo. The relationship was really not like a boss and an artist. He still wanted to say something. What, but Han Mo and Meng Si have already left the door of Hall 1 together.

Wang Yao has not recovered from the stunned expression just now, looking at the backs of Han Mo and Meng Si, she turned her face slightly and said to the equally shocked manager, "Some time ago, I heard that Mr. Meng of Sichen Media. He has come out to be an agent again, is it just for him?"

The agent gave a wry smile, "It seems... eh?"