Chapter 44

"..." Ye Lizhi couldn't believe his ears and opened his mouth. "You, you are Han... Han Mo?"

Han Mo didn't speak, just looked at him calmly.

Ye Lizhi stared, suddenly stretched out his hand, held Han Mo's hand tightly and shook it vigorously, "so you are the best bar singer, Han Mo, Han mo."

Han Mo gave a light "um" and quietly pulled out his shaking hand held tightly by Ye Lizhi.

Ye Lizhi pestered Han Mo to ask East and West for a while, and the other two singers also came to hall 1 one after another.

All the singers participating in the competition arrived. The people from the director group came in and took the lottery props. It was a golden box with seven small red balls the size of table tennis. The numbers were written on it. From one to seven, whichever number was drawn, the first one came out.

The assistant of the director group took the box to the table in the center of hall 1 and said politely, "teachers can come and draw lots. The number you draw is the order of appearance tonight."

People in the hall gathered around one after another. Ye Lizhi gently touched Han Mo with his arm, "what number do you want to draw?"

Han Mo didn't care much about the first few appearances, and casually said, "all right."

Ye Lizhi frowned and said in a low voice, "don't draw the number one. After listening to the seven songs, the audience has long forgotten what the first singer sang. How can you vote for him?"

Han Mo didn't answer, but what ye Lizhi said is actually reasonable. According to the deepening degree of the audience's memory, the more it goes, the more it has an advantage. This is the idea of most people when drawing lots. In fact, Han Mo thinks it doesn't matter much. It depends on the strength of the players themselves.

Everyone is in a wait-and-see state. They want to draw lots, but they are afraid to take the number they don't want to draw. Everyone's eyes fall on the golden box. No one moves, but someone always comes out from time to time, "let's start." All want others to start.

It doesn't matter how many times Han Mo came out. He wanted to wait for everyone to finish smoking, but he didn't expect that no one was willing to be the first and couldn't stand like this all the time. Han Mo took two steps forward. His arm was long, he fished it easily, took out a ball, held it in the palm of his hand, and returned to the position he had just stood.

When Han Mo went out, ye Lizhi was surprised. He wanted to pull him. He didn't want him to smoke first. Before he could do it, Han Mo came back. Ye Lizhi quickly asked, "look at the number."

Han Mo unfolded his hand, and a 7 was written on the red ball.

They took a breath of air-conditioning and hated that they didn't go early just now. The number 7 they wanted most was taken away.

Ye Lizhi whispered excitedly, "you're lucky."

Since Han Mo was the first to draw, everyone rushed to draw lots, almost at the same time.

Ye Lizhi shook a small ball in front of Han Mo and narrowed his eyes proudly. "It's No. 5. It's good. I'm satisfied."

At the end of the lottery, everyone whispered with the people around him. They were quite satisfied except one.

"I don't care. I don't want number one. Now go to the director and draw lots again." Wang Yao stuffed the small ball with number 1 to the agent.

We all think Wang Yao has a backstage, but we don't know who her backstage is. In fact, her backstage is Wang Yi, President of JINDA entertainment, and Wang Yao's uncle. Since childhood, she has been treated with dignity, unruly and willful. Now, relying on her uncle's relationship, she has driven all the way into the entertainment industry.

The agent was also very helpless. "It's impossible to draw lots again. Even if the director agrees, the other six singers won't agree. Don't worry first." The middle-aged woman took Wang Yao and advised her.

"What do you say? Anyway, I just don't want No. 1." Wang Yao threw away the middle-aged woman's arm.

"Why don't we try changing with others?" The agent is only tentative. In fact, the operability of this kind of thing is not very great. Generally, no one is willing to change it. She sweeps around the circle and turns her eyes on the girl they just drove away. The girl holds a small ball with number 2 in her hand. The agent pulled Wang Yao's arm again and said softly, "let's not change with her. No. 2 is better than No. 1."

Wang Yao didn't think so. She snorted coldly. She just wanted to take back her sight. Suddenly she saw Han Mo standing not far away, "I want to change with him. I want No. 7." Then he walked to Han Mo in high heels.

"Give me your number 7." Wang Yao raised her chin and applied for unkindness.

Han Mo was being pulled by Ye Lizhi to speak. Suddenly, he was stunned when he heard such an endless sentence. Looking at the direction of the voice, the other party can still use such an arrogant tone when she puts forward such unreasonable requirements. Han Mo feels that the people she meets are too kind. However, he just glanced at her. His sight didn't stay for half a second, so he faintly replied, "don't change."

If it's someone else, ask him politely. Maybe Han Mo will agree. After all, he doesn't care about the appearance order, but Han Mo doesn't like and doesn't bother to talk to this woman in such a tone.

The agent didn't hold any hope, but he didn't expect that Han Mo would not give Wang Yao any face. He angrily followed him and said, "this is the attitude of newcomers to their predecessors now? It's good for a newcomer like you to come to the game and show your face. It's not a pity to participate in two games at most. What's the difference between the first few appearances? "

Ye Lizhi got angry and said, "do you know who he is? He is the best bar singer. The topic about him has always occupied the top 10 of the hot search list. "

"Bar singer, oh, can you take it seriously on the Internet?" Wang Yao showed a sarcastic expression.

After drawing the lottery, the singer can go back to the room with his own number to rest. Han Mo doesn't want to entangle with these two people any more. It's a waste of life to say one more word, but ye Lizhi refuses to give up and continues, "Han Mo has signed a contract with sichen media and is no longer a bar singer."

"Sichen media signs up so many artists every year, what if they sign up? It's not a queue. Even the agent didn't send one to follow. Even if it's a signed artist, it's a newcomer who doesn't get attention. " Wang Yao's agent snorted coldly, "come on, who's your agent?"

Ye Lizhi clenched his fist unconvinced, gently touched Han Mo's arm and whispered, "who's your agent? Speak up and tell them that any one of sichen media is better than their JINDA entertainment."

For a time, Wang Yao and his agent, including Ye Lizhi, watched Han Mo, but Han Mo was really too lazy to compete with people like Wang Yao. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Xiaomo, I heard from the director group that you got number 7? You are so lucky. " Meng Si thrust his waist and looked excited.

"Meng, President Meng?" Wang Yao's agent took the initiative to say hello to Meng Si. His expression stiffened on his face, and the corner of his eyes just raised trembled twice.

Munce glanced at her and nodded in response.

Han Mo handed Meng si the small ball with No. 7 written on it. He didn't say anything.

"It's really the 7th. I'm very lucky. Let's go to room 7 and get ready." Meng Si looked at the time and walked to the door.

Han Mo said to Ye Lizhi, "I'll go first." Ye Lizhi was also surprised that the boss of sichen media talked so easygoing with Han mo. he really didn't like the boss and artist. He wanted to say something, but Han Mo had gone out of hall 1 with Meng Si.

Wang Yao hasn't recovered from the stunned expression just now. Looking at the back of Han Mo and Meng Si, she slightly turned her face to the shocked agent beside her. "Some time ago, I heard that Meng of sichen media came out of the mountain as an agent again. Is that for him?"

The agent smiled bitterly, "it seems... Right."