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The weather in City B has gradually warmed up, but sooner or later it still brought some chill, and there was cold mist in the air.

The recording camp was in a large venue in the cultural district. The company arranged a car to send trainees to participate in the program. In addition to Cen Feng, three other trainees were also selected this time. They were all very excited and looking forward to being on the stage early.

When they learned that Cen Feng would be on the show with them, all three were quite surprised. After all, his weirdness is well known in Zhongtian, and Cen Feng is also strong. When performing with him, his sight must be on him. The three of them did not mention the matter of inviting him to rehearse.

The three people in the bus sat in front chatting excitedly, Cen Feng sat in the back to sleep, until the car stopped, he slowly put on his hat, and then took the suitcase without saying a word.

Trainees from various companies have gathered in the open space outside the venue, some have formed groups in the company, and there are individuals. Most of them are just grown-ups, all of whom are full of enthusiasm. The occasional eyes are full of expectations and ambition.

The reception staff took a big horn and stood under the umbrella canopy, calling the new trainees to sign in.

Cen Feng dragged his luggage and walked over. As soon as he approached, a boy rushed over, ran too fast without stopping the car, and hit his left shoulder.

Cen Feng moved two steps to the side, and the man gasped and apologized: "Brother, I'm sorry!" And asked the staff: "Is it here to sign in?"

The staff handed over the sign-in book and pen: "Yes."

The boy turned his head and looked at Cen Feng. Cen Feng said, "You first."

He grinned, showing a row of white teeth and writing with his head buried. He was fast and finished it in less than thirty seconds, handing the pen to Cen Feng.

Cen Feng thanked him after taking it, and leaned over to fill in the information. The name, age, length of practice, affiliated brokerage company, debut, and combination are all on the form and need to be filled in truthfully.

Cen Feng saw that the information that the boy filled in the previous column was "none" except for the name and age.

After filling in his information, he returned the sign-in book to the staff. More than half an hour before the entrance, he looked around and planned to find a corner with fewer people. He had just taken two steps. The boy just followed him, and asked him very familiarly Brother, are you alone? "

Cen Feng nodded slightly.

Like meeting his loved ones, he said excitedly: "Me too! Hey let's make a companion! These people seem to know each other, and we have to unite the orders!"

After speaking, Cen Feng nodded and put his arm on his shoulder very enthusiastically: "My name is Zhou Mingyu, what is your name?"

Cen Feng sideways, avoiding his hook and shoulders, his eyes under the brim swept him coldly.

Zhou Mingyu didn't even know it, but also looked silly, and followed him all the way to the steps covered with fallen leaves. Seeing that Cen Feng sat down, he also sat beside him, holding his head and asked, "Brother, what is your name? Do you have a brokerage company? I don't have it, I won't do anything, nor have I ever been a trainee , I am particularly curious about your trainees and want to check it out. "

He paused for a moment and sighed sadly: "The girls I like like trainees. What do you say is different from me? I just looked around and some of them are not as handsome as me."

Cen Feng: "..."

He found that even if this person ignored him, he could talk to himself for a day.

Zhou Mingyu said for a long time that Cen Feng knew even where he lived and raised a large golden hair. At the end he enthusiastically asked: "Right, what is your name?"

Not far away, the staff shouted with a horn: "All trainees, come here to gather."

Cen Feng stood up and patted the dust on his pants. Looking up, I saw Zhou Mingyu waiting expectantly, and finally said quietly: "Cen Feng."

After talking, dragging the luggage towards the direction of the assembly.

When Zhou Mingyu was struck by lightning, he stood motionless and stood still, completely devoid of the vitality just now, staring at Cen Feng's back as he walked farther and farther.

Cen Feng ...

He is Cen Feng! ! !

This ruined his romantic rival! ! !

Wifeless revenge is not common! ! !

Zhou Mingyu stomped angrily and walked over with his luggage. Cen Feng was standing in the back row, Yu Guang saw the talking tuber boy came over, and thought he was going to chatter again. As a result, he just stood back to the side and said nothing again.

Hundreds of trainees arrived, and the person in charge said with a trumpet: "Welcome everyone to the" Junior Idol "recording camp. In the next three months, you will receive closed training and performances, and then we will advance to the venue, Complete the first round of rating and wish everyone good luck. Come, line up and follow me in. "

The camera next to it has already started to capture material.

The scene was applauded and cheered, you pushed me to line up, and followed the head of the person in charge.

The performance venue is in the middle, and it takes about ten minutes to walk in from the door. The venue design is very atmospheric. In the past, many indoor variety shows were recorded here. This time it was wrapped by Chen Xing. The logo of "Young Idol" was posted on the entire venue.

After entering, the luggage is placed in the storage room, and then the trainees are assigned a separate rest room according to the different companies.

Cen Feng and Zhong Tian's other three trainees were together. There are sponsored products and young couples ’propaganda stands in the rest room, and there are hidden cameras in the corners. But everyone knows there is a camera, but I do n’t know where.

Some people with active personality start to look for the camera as soon as they enter the room, while others sit on the sofa in a restrained manner and look around, waiting quietly.

After Cen Feng went in, he didn't look up as soon as he sat on the sofa. He pressed down the brim and couldn't even see his face. The other three people looked at him, and when they looked at each other, there was a message in their eyes: it was still virtuous.

They looked around in the room, sat down with Cen Feng in two positions, and started chatting in a low voice.

—— "You said who can stand in C this time?"

—— "Chen Xing's, their own programs will definitely push their trainees, and the shots will definitely give more."

—— "That is not necessarily the case, if there is a stronger one, the audience will still look at the strength to buy it."

—— "Nine places, I don't ask for the C position, just give me the ninth place."

—— "Going on your spring and autumn dreams. Didn't you see Cool outside just now? Seven people have played a lot of shows, have rich experience on the stage, and have a fan base. Cool alone will occupy seven places."

—— "I also saw Bian Qi and Fu Xingyan! Isn't this kind of big man making his solo debut, why should he come here!"

—— "This is Chenxing! Do you not want to come?"

The three said, and glanced aside.

Cen Feng was sleeping with his head buried.

Their voices were lowered: "This is not the case either, although his character is strange, but it is also good to take out his strength."

After spending more than twenty minutes in the break room, staff members came to each room one after another to prepare for admission.

In order to be fair, the order of admission is determined by the lottery of the trainees themselves, Cen Feng has drawn 69, and the other three have drawn 33.

There is a large room outside the entrance channel, and the trainees with the highest numbers are here waiting for admission. Before entering the venue, you must first rate yourself, a total of five levels of ABCDF.

If you are more confident, take an AB, if you are not confident, take a CD, and if you have a clear understanding of yourself or very humble, take an F. Zhou Mingyu comes in tenth place and gives yourself an F.

From the moment of entering the venue, the cameras of all parties started shooting. Although it is Chen Xing's own draft, the shooting team and the director team are still professionals in the docking circle. They are outsourced, but they are only co-ordinated by Chen Xing.

In the director's recording room, Xu Caixing was holding a bowl of instant noodles, looking at the familiar face on the machine screen, and almost spitting out the instant noodle soup.

She pointed to the machine in horror: "Who selected him ????"

The leader of Yushufang looked at the boy named Zhou Mingyu on the screen, "Interview team? What's wrong?"

Xu Dixing: I killed Zhou Mingyu.