Chapter 995 Audition

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After dinner and a nap, Ye Tianlong woke up at half past three. He washed his face and left the hotel to go back to Ditianju.

Zhao Sibao was dead, and there must have been an uproar in the Thirteen Alliance, but for the entire Beijing, there was no wave at all.

Ye Tianlong opened his mobile phone to check the messages. Neither Shen Tianmei, Wu Ningbing, nor Zhan Qinglou sent him a warning message.

There is no doubt that someone suppressed the outbreak of Zhao Sibao's death and protected Ye Tianlong, the murderer. Ye Tianlong knew who it was without asking.

He secretly called out in his heart that the child was teachable.

After leaving the hotel, Ye Tianlong was originally going to call a taxi to go back, but just as he walked to the door, he saw that the square opposite was very lively.

People came and went, lights and decorations were hung, and there were brightly colored banners hanging, which read the Beijing District Audition of China's Good Voice.

"It seems that the Thirteen Alliances have really ruined Zhao Yaoyao's good fortune."

Looking at the large crowd gathered on the opposite side and the slightly shabby stage, Ye Tianlong shook his head, feeling the depression of Zhao Yaoyao's desperation.

In theory, with the popularity of China's Voice, the Beijing audition should be held in a high-end stadium even if it is not held in a famous hotel.

Going to the square where people gather for the audition was the model ten years ago.

Perhaps wanting to see Zhao Yaoyao's situation, Ye Tianlong walked out of the hotel for some reason, crossed the road and came to the noisy square.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the auditions for China's Voice have begun."

A beautiful host shouted loudly: "You can scan the QR code to register, you can register on the spot, and you can sing a song before registering."

"Music lovers who want to show off their singing skills, natural singers who want to enjoy the light of the stage, just come up and sing loudly."

The young and beautiful female host shouted to the crowd: "Give yourself a chance, that is, give an account to your life."

"Believe in us, believe in yourself, you will be the champion of the future."

But although the female host worked hard and there were many people watching, few people went on stage, just whispering and discussing and watching the female host.

Those who don't have singing ability are naturally embarrassed to sing on the stage, and those who have ability know that the Thirteen Alliances are suppressing them, so they dare not cause trouble.

So although there are many people on the scene, the atmosphere is very awkward. The organizer's original idea of ​​selecting ten people from a thousand people who signed up almost fell through.

Because there are only eight or nine singers registered in the waiting area, there are not as many as the staff.

Three judges with some fame leaned on their chairs listlessly, drinking sweet potato drinks and chatting for a few words, showing no interest at all.

Judging from their appearance, they came here today just to get a free meal and notice fee.

Ye Tianlong shook his head slightly, then glanced around and caught Zhao Yaoyao's figure. Soon, he found her surrounded by a group of people near the waiting area.

Zhao Yaoyao stood against the sun, with an indescribable charm.

Her waist was in a straight line, her legs were slender, and her figure was tall. Together, it was a perfect match.

If you walk on the street, looking at the back and the curves, the most beautiful one is definitely Zhao Yaoyao, but the woman at this moment has more helplessness on her face.

Obviously, the Beijing audition made her exhausted.

When Ye Tianlong approached, eight fashionable and youthful men and women were looking at Zhao Yaoyao arrogantly, and they made demands one by one:

"Director Zhao, we can go on stage later to help you fool the Beijing audition, but we have a few points to make clear to you first."

"If you don't make it clear, we won't go on stage, because we are people of status."

Zhao Yaoyao nodded calmly: "Okay! You say!"

These are the people who were called by the director thousands of miles away through connections to support the event. Although she disdains these water-injection methods, she has no choice at this moment.

The suppression of the Thirteen Alliances has left only a handful of singers who have signed up, and they are all crooked. It feels unreliable if they don't open their voices, and it's even more troublesome to open their voices.

Now that eight Internet celebrities with good looks and strength are supporting the event, the Beijing audition can barely come to an end, which is already very good.

Otherwise, the Beijing audition can only end as a joke, which will affect the reputation of the entire event.

It’s just that these people seem to know how valuable they are, so they all act like big-name singers, looking down on Zhao Yaoyao and the staff.

A long-haired young man shook his hair, swept his eyes over the audience, and curled his lips, unceremoniously proposing conditions to Zhao Yaoyao and the others:

"First, when we sing later, there must be no less than five close-up shots from the time we go on stage to the time we leave the stage."

A stylish and beautiful girl with bangs said: "Second, the judges' comments must be longer than two minutes, and they cannot say meaningless words."

Another earring girl added: "Third, you have to prepare a few extras, who will rush up to present flowers when we are halfway through singing."

"The flowers cannot be too low-end, at least they must be worth 500 yuan."

A woman with sunglasses made the last request: "The appearance fee per person will increase from 5,000 to 10,000, and it must be paid immediately after the singing."

Zhao Yaoyao's pretty face changed: "Are your requirements too harsh? And the fee... Director Gao has already told you."

The girl with bangs said exaggeratedly: "More than 10,000? We are sitting in the room live broadcasting, and we get tens of thousands of yuan in tips every minute."

The girl with sunglasses snorted: "That's right! We have hundreds of thousands of fans. We come here just to give Director Gao face. 10,000 yuan is too little."

Zhao Yaoyao frowned: "You are asking for too much, aren't you?"

The earring girl snorted: "You don't have to agree!"

These people are very delicate and fashionable, and they are proud of looking down on everyone, which is a bit artificial.

"Heh--"

Hearing these people's self-righteous demands, Ye Tianlong, who was approaching, couldn't help laughing, and immediately attracted the handsome men and beautiful women to turn around.

He was first looked at from head to toe by the arrogant girl, who looked down on him with disdainful eyes, and then he was coldly looked down upon by the long-haired young man and his friends.

"Many men are really cheap nowadays. When they meet girls like us, their eyes light up."

The girl with sunglasses insinuated Ye Tianlong: "You don't even know how much you weigh. It's disgusting."

Before the surprised Zhao Yaoyao called out Ye Tianlong, a woman with earrings also clasped her hands, stared at Ye Tianlong with her beautiful eyes and snorted:

"Director Zhao, this is the singer waiting area. How did this stranger come in? This will seriously affect our quality. Get rid of him quickly."

The girl with bangs threatened: "If he stands here again, we won't sing."

They put on a high-ranking goddess posture, as if their enchanting appearance and famous brands gave them a psychological advantage to despise any man.

The long-haired young man was also full of disdain and boasted.

"Singer..."

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly, then walked straight past them, stood on the stage in front, and looked sideways at the girl with sunglasses and her group:

"Today, let you see what a singer is..."