At twelve noon, at a talent show in S City.
Riley Wu sat obediently in the nanny car and couldn't help asking again: "Brother Chen, should I get off and line up..."
The agent, Brother Chen, waved his hand and said, "Why rush? We have informed the organizer's top management!"
After saying that, he looked at the cash cow that he had managed to snatch with great difficulty with a loving look. After three months of training, Riley Wu was the trainee with the highest internal score in the company.
"Xiao Wu," Brother Chen called the makeup artist over and said earnestly, "Who picked the lip gloss for you this morning? I have a pretty face, so I can't use such a greasy color."
Riley Wu confessed: "I just ate a cake."
Brother Chen immediately criticized: "This show is your debut battle, and the character setting was checked two weeks in advance. Where is the elegant gentleman you promised? Can a gentleman eat hand-pulled pancakes?!"
Riley Wu thought so too, and thought that he would not be able to eat it in the future, so he ate three more pancakes before getting off the bus.
The Bluebird Entertainment Company where Riley Wu works specializes in the current hot idol market. Every year, they package beautiful young boys to debut in groups like dumplings. If they become popular, they will market them heavily. If they fail, they will be brought back and their personalities will be changed, and they will be broken up and reorganized. It can be said to be a one-stop fast food assembly line.
The company has a 200-person PR (marketing) team responsible for market analysis, personal management, and trainee packaging, and among them, Riley Wu is undoubtedly highly valued by Bluebird.
It’s nothing, just a good-looking face.
After determining the path forward, Bluebird Entertainment efficiently secured a spot for Riley Wu in a popular talent show, managed the program crew, bought a large number of professional fans, and hired a group of online trolls to hype him up. "Wait, why are you here?" Under the nanny car, agent Brother Chen was surprised. "Are we going to settle our salary now?"
"Holding a sign costs 120 yuan a day, and screaming costs another 20 yuan." The girl in the lead said with a smile, "Our team is professional, and all payments are made in advance. Boss, why don't you buy a gold package for 6,000 yuan? I guarantee that we will lift your little brother to the sky. He will sing and dance on stage, and we will be in the audience to control the situation. It's so wonderful!"
Brother Chen thought about it for a while and simply gave the money: "Deal."
"What does your little brother look like?" The girl asked again: "Even if we are professional fans, we still need to see his photo beforehand before we can cheer for him, right?"
Brother Chen made a phone call and asked Riley Wu to come out and prepare to line up.
The girl was still chattering away, "Boss, add another 6,000 and we can set up a support site for you tonight. With 100M bandwidth, we can handle another 20 million fans without downtime. 6,000 plus 3,000, we'll also cover the water army for you tonight---"
The sound stopped abruptly.
The car door in front of her was slowly pushed open. In the warm sunshine of S City, a boy about 10** was standing there, with one hand in his pocket, looking at her. He had eyebrows and eyes that could make people fall in love with him at first sight. His face, between a boy and a young man, had a kind of heart-pounding softness. His short hair could not hide his delicate features. His half-closed eyes were filled with sleepy water, as if he had just woken up from a nap.
It was clearly the most elegant oriental face, but his pupils were glowing with a warm amber color.
"Hello, my name is Riley Wu." He spoke with a clear, bright boyish voice, without any burrs and extremely comfortable.
The little girl let out an "ah" and looked a little dazed.
Brother Chen had already prepared the cash and was about to pay: "6,000, right? The person has also seen it, and we will have a pleasant cooperation later."
The girl suddenly gave back 20 yuan: "Wrong, 5980. Add 20 yuan to the scream I just mentioned---you don't have to give me the 20 yuan, I will support you for free."
After saying this, he made a heart shape to Riley Wu, then happily took the money and left.
Brother Chen just reacted: "Miss, didn't you say that the support is free? The 120 yuan for holding the sign---forget it."
After that, he sighed again: "Our little Wu is so pretty. She has a great appearance! Just now, I thought she wanted to ask you for her contact information."
Riley Wu quickly replied, "She has your contact information, Brother Chen."
"Ah? Well, it seems so." Brother Chen slapped his head and then remembered: "Okay. Xiao Wu, go and line up. Don't be nervous, we can also be considered to have brought in funds..."
Riley Wu hummed, waved his hand, put on sunglasses and went to the organizer to get a number.
When passing by the audience entrance, the voice of the girl just now came from countless noisy sound sources: "Let me tell you, what is the most beautiful woman in the world, the one and only in heaven and earth, the pinnacle of beauty, the treasure of mankind---"
"Isn't that too exaggerated? Miss, how much did Bluebird Entertainment give you..."
"Really?! Ahhh, he heard it and looked over here!!"
"The one wearing sunglasses? No way, from so far away..."
Riley Wu originally wanted to say hello, but had to give up now.
He was born with very good five senses and strong body coordination. He was spotted by Brother Chen in the school street dance club and was dragged into the entertainment industry.
Participating in her first idol talent show, Riley Wu was indeed more nervous than she had imagined.
He reviewed the audition repertoire in his mind once more, and after taking his number, he trotted to the waiting area.
Some people were warming up their voices, some were stretching, and some were putting on makeup in the corridor.
No one noticed that a handsome man was approaching innocent people.
Riley Wu found a seat near the corner, sat straight, and silently said to himself, "If I can't be the main dancer, I can be the secondary dancer. If I can't be the main dancer, I can be the vase."
Suddenly, a red-haired boy next to him burst out laughing.
Riley Wu opened his eyes wide and turned around.
"Why are you sitting so well-behaved? Are you an elementary school student?"
Seeing that Riley Wu had nothing in his hands, he pointed to a place in a friendly manner and said, "You need to go over there first and fill out the registration form."
Riley Wu immediately took off his sunglasses and thanked him. When he looked up again, the little red-haired guy opposite him had a blank expression: "You you you---"
He took a long breath: "You are so beautiful!"
Riley Wu curled his eyes: "Thank you, you too."
Probably because I was the last one to get a number, the room marked "Registration Office" at the end of the corridor was empty.
Riley Wu took the form and the pen and sat on the chair to fill it out carefully.
The stack of sub-forms contained everything from performance copyrights to endorsement revenue, totaling sixteen or seventeen.
Riley Wu had been signing until his wrist was numb. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and quickly turned back to the previous page.
The paper material of this contract was different from the others. There was a faint metallic sheen on the paper, which was very different from any writing material Riley Wu knew.
The contract homepage is different from the familiar "xx talent show season x", but "Blue Division Crossen Reality Show Bai Yueguang Entertainment Trainee C-level Contract".
Riley Wu couldn't even break the sentence into pieces properly - he knew all the words separately, but when put together they were extremely complicated.
Moreover, this seems to be a trainee contract of an entertainment company.
Riley Wu noticed it immediately, took out this one separately, and was about to go out to ask the staff, but the next moment - he suddenly lowered his head and frowned in surprise.
Riley Wu's five senses have always been very good. He can find the source of a specific sound in a crowd more than ten meters away, and can also quickly realize details that are overlooked by ordinary people.
At this moment, the regular mechanical rotation sound of the sports watch on his wrist suddenly stopped.
All the hands stopped at one minute ago.
Then, something even stranger happened. The lights in the registration room flickered, and after a few seconds, it suddenly went dark.
Riley Wu's first reaction was to check the phone on the table---
The electronic clock was still moving forward, but the signal area that was originally full was now blank.
The current service area is unavailable.
Riley Wu thought for a moment and suddenly realized.
This is a prank on the contestants!
It turns out that the variety show shooting has already started!
Instantly straighten your back and sit down carefully.
It must be said that the production team was full of bold creativity in this regard. Riley Wu did not go looking for the camera in the room, but calmly picked up the document and walked out the door.
The moment he stepped into the corridor, he was surprised for a moment---
The corridor that was bustling with people just a few minutes ago was now silent.
The corridor leads directly to the outdoors. It is now twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the light will be brighter than it is now anyway.
After taking a few steps forward, the furnishings in the corridor were completely different from when I came in.
The beige wallpaper was replaced by a light metallic color, and the rows of seats in the previous lounge area disappeared, replaced by display racks made of strange materials.
Riley Wu was stunned.
If this was a prank played by the production team on the contestants, then the cost would be too high.
Who redecorates an entire hallway in just a few minutes?!
Riley Wu walked hesitantly towards the display shelf that was emitting a faint white light, where several old posters were posted.
"Blue Division Crosson Reality Show Season 42 Recruitment"
"White Moonlight Entertainment Blue Division Season 40 Top 16"
The lower layer blocked by "Strong 16" reveals a corner of another poster.
The poster showed a man in his twenties, with healthy dark skin, dressed in a silver-white uniform like a combat uniform from a sci-fi movie, with a blood-stained bandage wrapped around his right wrist holding the trophy, revealing a few complex tattoos. However, these were secondary.
In the small part of the poster that is revealed, you can see his slightly furrowed brows and the desert-like aura in his eyes - this is a man that absolutely cannot be ignored.
The corridor was empty, and Riley Wu only glanced at them for a few seconds before looking away. As far as he could remember, he had never seen such an artist on the screen.
Compared to continuing to investigate in detail, my current situation is more worrying.
This is where.
Where should I go to register?
Can I still make my debut successfully...
At the other end of the corridor, a small dark door suddenly opened.
The person who came out was a professionally dressed woman in her thirties with long hair tied up in a hairnet. In the dim light, she saw the number tag on Riley Wu and was slightly stunned: "Isn't it over yet? Didn't they say that there were only six people applying today... Forget it, just follow me."
Riley Wu was bewildered and followed obediently.
"Excuse me---"
The lady turned around and was stunned the moment she saw Riley Wu's face clearly.
Riley Wu said politely, "Sorry, I may have gone to the wrong place. I'm looking for the entrance to the show auditions---"
The lady finally realized what was happening, her cheeks flushed and her eyes lit up: "Yes, that's right, it's right here. Today is the audition. Here, give me the registration form."
Riley Wu carefully confirmed again: "Is this the xx talent show? Hello, I am Riley Wu, a trainee from Bluebird Entertainment."
The lady was still distracted, but when she heard the word "trainee", she responded decisively: "No problem. Go in first, the examiner is about to leave, and if you're late you won't have a chance - go quickly!"
Riley Wu finally felt relieved. Thinking that he was the last one to get a number, he thanked the person and quickly walked in.
There were two floors inside the door. A few tall men and women were standing outside, talking about something next to the water dispenser. Riley Wu walked towards the inner room marked "Examination Room" without even saying hello.
The three examiners were a little surprised when the door opened, and they were even more shocked when they saw Riley Wu.
"...Is that the right way?"
Riley Wu nodded.
The first examiner was happy: "Not bad, young man, you have ideas."
Riley Wu is modest and humble.
"Tell me, what position are you running for?"
Riley Wu was confused for a moment. They had to choose seats before they were divided into groups. This was unusual for the production team. However, since the opportunity was in front of him, he should not let it go.
"C position."
Several examiners applied and suddenly became solemn: "You have the courage. Okay, come over and take the test first."
The curtain on one side slowly opened, and Riley Wu kept reviewing the audition repertoire that he had prepared for a long time in his mind. However, he was stunned when he looked up. Behind the curtain was an open space that was nearly six times wider than the dance studio. There were obstacles scattered on the ground, which looked like equestrian training at first glance.
At the entrance to the venue, there are two rows of weapons racks equipped with all necessary machinery.
From cold weapons, to guns, to small artillery turrets---
...Riley Wu: Guns, they have guns, they have guns ahhhhhhhh!!!
The examiner patted his shoulder with a friendly look and said, "Although it's not as good as a real battle royale reality show, it has everything you need. So, pick what you can."
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