When Yu Nian stepped into the elevator, there was already a person standing inside.
Senior brother Qi Zhe, who entered the elevator after him, lowered his head and did not notice the person standing in the corner.
He pinched his fingers anxiously and waited for the elevator door to close before speaking in a lowered voice, feeling a little ashamed.
"Junior brother Yu, I'm interning at Xingyao Entertainment and I haven't been able to say much yet.
This time I saw your photo and my manager made the decision to meet you.
I'll go up in a while.
You should behave well.
Just based on your appearance.
Definitely can stay” Compared to his nervousness, Yu Nian smiled relaxedly.
In public, he lowered his voice and said sincerely, "Thank you, senior brother, for helping me win this opportunity.
I will work hard."
Qi Zhe waved his hands hurriedly, almost stammering, "Thank you, I don't have anything to say anymore.
You have helped me several times before, and it's all my thanks to you."
His fingertips were trembling, and his lips were peeling. , and found another topic, "How much money do you still have on hand?"
Yu Nian calculated in his mind and told the truth, "Excluding the money I spent just buying the white shirt, I still have about two hundred left."
After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh, he was really too poor.
Qi Zhe was worried, "It's not that I can't even order takeout.
If I can't stay today," he stopped talking and carefully looked at Yu Nian, who was wearing a brand new white shirt, old light jeans and black sneakers, and affirmed, " There's no way you can't stay here.
With your looks, you've been able to crush our 20,000 male compatriots in Ning University for four consecutive years without ever meeting an opponent."
Yu Nian was amused, and suddenly thought of the appearance of the other person in the elevator.
He was stunned for a few seconds before answering, "Whether I can stay or not, I will treat senior brother to dinner."
"Forget it, senior brother, I'll treat you to a meal at the barbecue restaurant in front of the school.
You can order whatever you want."
With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived.
Qi Zhe straightened his collar four or five times and whispered to Yu Nian, "We're here."
The elevator door closed behind them.
"This whole floor is the agency department of Xingyao.
Senior brother has to go to a meeting, so I will send you here.
After a while, you go straight and turn right, and find the door with the sign that says Meng Yuan."
When Qi Zhe saw Yu Nian looking at him with a smile and his eyes bent, he exhaled and laughed too, "Your mentality of not worrying about anything is really stable.
I won't say anything else, come on."
As one of the three major entertainment companies in the country, Xingyao Entertainment is visibly wealthy and has good taste.
The elaborate interior decoration is pleasing to the eye.
I walked on the bright and discernible floor without looking around.
Although he only wore a simple white shirt and jeans, he had a good face and outstanding temperament, which attracted the attention of many people along the way.
When he arrived at the door of Meng Yuan's office, Yu Nian straightened his cuffs and then knocked on the door gently.
Soon, a voice came from inside, "Please come in."
Yu Nian put his hand on the cold metal door handle and opened the door with a little force.
The office is spacious, simple and bright, and the air conditioner is turned on fully.
A breath of cool air enters the nose, which makes Yu Nian feel calmer.
He also took a second to assess that the green plants placed in the corner were neglected and the branches and leaves were almost withered.
There was a man in a suit and tie sitting behind the desk with a messy desk.
He was on the phone, his brows were furrowed, his expression was not good, and his voice was irritable.
Yu Nian nodded towards the other party and stood silent.
It wasn't until the other person looked at him with half-squinted eyes for a while and pointed to the sofa beside him that he walked over and sat down.
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He could clearly feel that from the moment he walked in until now, the other person's eyes had been on him without moving even an inch.
But this kind of looking at it does not make people feel uncomfortable, just like looking at a commodity.
"I really don't have anyone right now.
I'll help you know if any of the programs you handle are not popular."
The phone call didn't last long.
Meng Yuan put the phone on the table, sat up straight, and made a judgment.
Looking at Yu Nian, he asked abruptly, "Who took the photo?"
Yu Nian quickly reacted and replied with a smile, "Senior Brother Qi was in a hurry when he asked for a photo, so I asked my roommate to take a temporary photo."
Meng Yuan nodded and commented rudely, "The person who took the photo was very unskilled.
You didn't even get a three-point shot."
Yu Nian didn't answer, he just smiled, his smile was clean and very good-looking.
"Yu Nian is 21 years old" "Yes, it was my birthday in the first half of the year."
Meng Yuan stared at Yu Nian for a while.
His hair was pure black, his foundation was good, and his skin was white and thin.
The bridge of the nose is straight but not strong, the lip line is clear, the lips are thin, and the jawline is almost perfect.
The most outstanding thing is a pair of eyes, typical smiling eyes.
The eyes are large and the ends of the eyes are also slightly longer.
The black eyes are as clear and bright as those washed with water.
There is also a light-colored tear mole under the end of the right eye, which brings out a bit of nobility as the eyes move.
From the perspective of his more than ten years of experience in the industry, this face has a good frame and will look just as good in another ten years.
It's not even fully grown yet.
It will take another two or three years for her appearance to peak.
This is still without makeup.
Meng Yuan has already determined that it doesn't take much to push people towards the camera with just this face, it's impossible not to blush.
Yu Nian sat quietly and let Meng Yuan look at him.
He didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and his expression was very natural.
Perhaps due to his upbringing, he sat casually like this, with his shoulders not slumped or his back slumped, turning slightly sideways, and listening to you attentively, which made people feel full of respect.
Meng Yuan nodded secretly and added ten points to the rating scale in his mind, "Qi Zhe said you sing well."
"Well, I've liked it since I was a kid."
Between the questions and answers, Meng Yuan had already gone through the list of tuners in his mind, and still said, "Then sing any song."
Yu Nian thought for a moment, "Then I'll sing a school song for you."
Meng Yuan was happy.
Since the artist he led had terminated his contract and left after becoming popular, he has met many people one after another, some of whom sang pop rock ballads.
This was the first time that someone was going to sing the school song.
He picked up a pen, held it between his fingers, and tapped the tip of the pen on the table with interest, "Anything is fine, the main thing is to listen to your timbre."
As for the accuracy of his singing skills, he didn't have much extravagant expectations.
Yu Nian never remembers the lyrics when he sings, but on this occasion he must not let him hum as usual.
He calmly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, searched for the lyrics, and did not turn on the accompaniment.
After adjusting his breathing, he played for himself After two beats, he started singing directly.
With a soft "pop" sound, Meng Yuan dropped the pen in his hand.
Yu Nian was not affected.
His eyes were fixed on the lyrics on the screen of his mobile phone, and he did not notice Meng Yuan's suddenly unstable expression until he heard the other party say "stop."
He stopped as instructed, raised his head, and asked questions in his eyes.
Meng Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Continue."
Yu Nian picked up the last note where he had just stopped and sang on without any hindrance.
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His voice is clear and clear, like a gurgling stream in an empty mountain forest, with a melodious tone at the end, and every word is articulated just right.
After singing a section, Meng Yuan's eyes were filled with excitement, "I have taken professional courses before."
Yu Nian's breath remained unchanged, and he answered with his eyes bent, "I haven't studied it.
I majored in history in college.
But the elders in my family like to sing, and I would hum along a few lines when I was a child."
I'm really at the level of "humming a few words along with you" Meng Yuan tapped his fingers on the table quickly and spoke again, returning to a calm tone, "Qi Zhe showed me your photo at that time, and you were willing to come over specially.
Can I think that you are willing to join this circle?
of" Yu Nian's tone also became more formal, "Yes."
"That's good."
Meng Yuan relaxed his tense back, leaned back on the chair, leaned on the armrest, and said in a relaxed tone, "You and I will definitely take care of you personally, and we won't bury you.
The question now is, I want to know what your ideals and goals are for entering the entertainment industry.
We can talk about it.”
Yu Nian's lip line tightened for a moment, but soon he smiled again and said firmly, "I need to make money, a lot of money."
Meng Yuan was not surprised.
People in this circle always have a goal and a goal to pursue for fame, fortune and dreams.
He did not comment, "If we cooperate, the money will definitely be yours.
But let me say it first, I will not do such things as matchmaking and pimping.
If you have needs in this area, I can recommend others to you." ” Yu Nian shook his head, his soft hair swaying with his movements, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes, "Don't worry, I just want to work hard and make money."
Meng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He never expects the artists in his hands to be obedient.
We are all human beings, not puppets.
But at least you have to be able to communicate and have a bottom line, and don't do some messy and embarrassing things before you become popular.
Meng Yuan's tone became gentler, "Okay, okay, then we have reached a consensus."
He opened the first drawer at hand and handed the document over in person, "This is Xingyao's B-level contract.
Are you a pure Newcomers, B-level is the top one in my authority.
You can sign it for five years.
If you are not sure, you can take it back and find someone to look at it carefully before making a decision."
Yu Nian took the contract with both hands, "Don't bother."
He read the nearly ten pages of the contract carefully, took out the black pen from the pen holder, and signed his name neatly.
"The writing is beautiful."
Seeing him sign, Meng Yuan sounded much more friendly.
He took the contract and signed his name, feeling very good.
"I'm telling you this, if you don't become famous, God will not tolerate it."
"Thank you very much."
Yu Nian closed the pen cap and put the signature pen back into the pen holder.
After Yu Nian left, Meng Yuan ignored his polite image, threw away the pen in his hand, picked up his cell phone and dialed back a call.
"The show you were talking about just now, yes, it's the singing competition one."
Not sure what the other party said, Meng Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said proudly, "Yes, the seat is reserved for me.
I have someone in your father's hands now."
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