Qingmei is no match for the sky. Why are you crying when I leave?

Wen Hao remembers that Qunxing Entertainment is still a second-rate entertainment company in China.

However, it has since developed well and has become one of the top five companies in the mainland.

The company has strong capital support behind it, and there are several first-line stars under it.

Wen Hao rode his motorcycle around the star-studded office building, which was 22 stories high, and the glass curtain wall reflected the blue sky and white clouds.

He parked the car in the parking lot behind the building and glanced at his watch, just in time.

In front of the office building of Qunxing Entertainment, men and women, men in suits and shoes, and women in fashionable dresses are all high-income people.

In the previous life, after Wen Hao's successful entrepreneurship, he often went in and out of this kind of place, and Wen Ya looked a little cramped, and it was the first time to wear high heels, and he couldn't walk steadily, so he could only use Wen Hao's arm as a crutch.

"Haohao, what are you doing here with your sister?"

"You'll know in a moment."

"Say it now!" Wen Ya pinched the flesh of his arm and puffed out her cheeks.

"Don't you want to sing? Find you an entertainment company. "

Huh? Didn't you say okay last time, wait until you finish the college entrance examination to talk about this.

"Anyway, sooner or later, it's better to come early and accumulate some experience first."

Wen Ya looked at Wen Hao and stopped talking, and could see that she was very happy, this was what she dreamed of.

Coming to the 15th floor, Wen Hao explained her intentions to the front desk lady, she smiled and handed Wen Hao a number plate, and said:

"The interview place is in the large conference room on the right."

Walk through the bright corridor and see more than 20 handsome guys and beauties waiting for interviews outside the conference room.

A woman wearing a professional suit with a nameplate around her neck, saw Wen Hao and Wen Ya's expressionless faces, and said coldly:

"Give me the number plate and resume."

Wen Hao handed the resume and number plate that had been prepared to the staff together.

She flipped through the Wen Ya name, suddenly changed into a smiling face, and became enthusiastic:

"You are Wen Ya? Sit here and wait a minute.

Wen Ya pulled Wen Hao to sit down on the chair in the corridor and asked in a low voice:

"How did the staff know me just now?" At first, I was ignorant of my name, and suddenly became enthusiastic when I saw my name. Wen

Hao knew what was going on, and Manager Cui of Sohu had already said hello here.

Because of the pajamas, Wen Hao received Zhang Chaoyang's attention, and Manager Cui was naturally polite to Wen Hao.

Although I have said hello, I still have to have strength in interviewing artists.

"Even if they have the eye, they can see that you are a big star in the future."

"Huh?"

The two chatted and felt that there were many eyes looking over.

"They won't be here for an interview too, will they?"

"It's so stressful, people can eat by their faces, I can only rely on talent to eat."

"Jack Ma said that appearance and talent are inversely proportional, and you can see that their talent is not very good by looking at their appearance."

Wen

Hao poked Wen Ya's waist, "Sister, you seem to be a little nervous."

"I'm not nervous, I'm just uncomfortable being watched."

"Sister, your legs are shaking."

"Woo hoo, brother, sister is indeed a little nervous." Wen Ya hugged Wen Hao tightly and buried her head in Wen Hao's arm.

Wen Hao patted Wen Ya's head, like coaxing a child, "Sister, what's so nervous about this, this one can't work, let's change another one, and the way to become a star is not the only way." "

Xu Song!"

"Finally it's my turn."

The last interviewer shrugged his head and looked frustrated, and at first glance, he saw that the interview had not passed.

There are some people who don't have the ability to ask.

"How's it going, has it passed?"

"What do you ask during the interview?"

Wen Ya pricked up her ears and listened.

The girl looks pretty good, belongs to the little loli type, she pouted, tears clicked down:

"No, the interviewer thinks that I am not from a professional class, although the singing is good, but the singing method is completely layman, and it does not meet the standards for signing a contract."

"Don't be discouraged, this one can't be changed again."

"Woo-hoo, they said let me die early as a star's heart..." Hearing

this, Wen Ya couldn't help but get more nervous.

She is also not from a professional background.

Her singing style is also completely layman.

Several people in a row failed interviews, and it was the turn of Wen Ya.

"Gentle!"

The staff shouted the genteel name.

Wen Ya took a deep breath and tried not to be nervous, but she looked even more nervous, without Wen Hao as a crutch, stepping on the high heels on the floor tiles from time to time.

It drew some malicious ridicule.

"Haha, I've never worn high heels, except for being beautiful, it's nothing, and the entertainment industry doesn't rely on faces."

"Looking at her appearance, you know that there is no drama, the first few are so powerful, and they have not reached the signing standard."

"..." Wen

Ya has a stubbornness in her bones, others say this about her, she is not nervous, she must be interviewed successfully to let these people see!

Pushing open the door of the conference room, the interviewers sat behind the conference table.

Three middle-aged women, one middle-aged man with glasses.

Seeing Wen Ya come in, a bright light flashed on the middle-aged man's glasses.

It's a pity that such a look doesn't go to the entertainment industry, and this trip to muddy waters.

It doesn't matter if the interview is unsuccessful, you can work as a secretary for him.

Wen Ya smiled politely, "Hello teachers, my name

is Wen Ya..." The woman in the middle of the interviewer glanced at Wen Ya, and interrupted Wen Ya in an icy tone, "

Here is your resume."

It seems that she is the main interviewer of this interview.

Wen Ya didn't know why, her words were full of malice towards herself.

"Sit down first."