Chapter 50

Although yesterday's game added a lot of popularity to Han Mo, he has not been chased by fans. In addition, Han Mo is very simple in dress and is not as obvious as other stars wearing sunglasses and masks. No one recognized him until he arrived at the company building.

But just stepped into the sichen media building, things were not like that at all.

"Han Mo!"

Bang, bang!

With the two rings, the ribbon floated all over the ground. I don't know where a group of people suddenly appeared. They suddenly surrounded Han Mo, holding ribbons, color spray, and small gifts. Everyone has something in their hands.

Han Mo was stunned. He didn't expect this scene to appear suddenly. When he looked carefully, he found that they were all colleagues of the company.

"Congratulations, you made your debut yesterday."

"Han Mo, you're great. Although I didn't go to the scene, I saw the end from the beginning in front of the TV. You sang so well that you could crush other singers."

"Southern girl" sounds so good. I've been shaking my fist excitedly. Later you said, "she's in my heart." Oh, I'm so drunk that I almost stood up and applauded you“

"Of course, we people of sichen media have strength."

"That's also my good eye." Meng Si suddenly came in from the periphery of the crowd. "All right, let's break up. Han Mo has to prepare the song for next week."

Han Mo didn't like to talk. He finally got in touch with Han mo. before he could say a few words, he was interrupted by Meng Si. Everyone was a little reluctant, but there was no way. He was like a deflated balloon and walked back step by step.

Seeing that people were gone, Meng Si rolled his eyes. "These people don't know how to work well and think about chasing stars every day." Then he laughed, "but our company's own stars can be chased at will." Meng Si sighed with his hands on his hips. "Hey, I'm going out. There are many things in the company recently. Go and prepare the songs for the next game yourself. You can use the rehearsal room freely without making an appointment."

Meng Si left. Han Mo went to the rehearsal room alone. Rehearsal room 1 was in the first room in the corridor. Han Mo looked inside. There was no one. The door lock had been opened by the little assistant. It was estimated that Meng Si arranged it.

Han Mo was just about to practice, but there was a quarrel outside the door. It was more like a person scolding loudly than a quarrel, while the other person didn't speak, but cried quietly.

In fact, this kind of reprimand is very common in the rehearsal room. Some newcomers are often scolded by music producers when they are arranging songs, because they have no fame and background. In order to continue to develop in the company, they can only have a good relationship with their predecessors in the company. Han Mo is not surprised.

The reprimand was loud, and the content of their words suddenly broke into Han Mo's ears.

"You also saw yesterday's game. They are all human spirits. Which one can you compare? In terms of strength, you can't compare with Han Mo, in terms of voice, you can't compare with Ye Lizhi, in terms of backstage. " The woman who spoke sneered, "who is Wang Yao? If you don't say anything else, let you change the number plate. Don't you have to change with others."

Han Mo knows who he is talking about. The names she mentioned, including herself, are singers who participated in the competition yesterday. It is certain that the person reprimanded at the moment also participated in the competition yesterday, and only one person, Liu Xiaoqing, was changed.

Liu Xiaoqing didn't speak, but she could hear her subtle cry. The woman continued to scold.

"I don't say, you also know in your heart that the game is so cruel. Yesterday you were at the bottom. In the next game, if you were at the bottom again, you can pack up and leave." Although Han Mo couldn't see the woman's appearance, he could still feel her sour look when she said this sentence.

Liu Xiaoqing silently admitted the woman's reprimand, but when she heard the sentence "pack up and leave", she suddenly said with a cry, "Sister Liu, please, please don't drive me away. I've waited in the company for three years before I have the chance to sing this time. Singing is my dream, I will work hard, the next one..." Liu Xiaoqing paused, maybe crying or choking, After a pause, he continued to say firmly, "I will not be eliminated."

Han Mo frowned slightly. He listened to the song sung by Liu Xiaoqing. Although he was not a singer with strong explosive power, his voice was sweet and infectious. It was not so unbearable. Moreover, Han Mo felt that Liu Xiaoqing would be at the bottom, which was directly related to her nervous state. He believed that Liu Xiaoqing knew the song well, but he still recited the lyrics before the competition, It's enough to show how nervous she is.

The woman didn't stop complaining about Liu Xiaoqing because of her crying. The cold laughter was even bigger, "she won't be eliminated. What won't you be eliminated? The last time you chose your own song, facts have proved that your score is the last. If you don't have strength, don't insist. You should understand the rules. "

Liu Xiaoqing was silent. After a moment, he whispered, "I just stick to my ideas, but just now he... Went too far, even if I'm new..."

The woman didn't wait for Liu Xiaoqing to finish, "even if you are new, you also have your own bottom line, dignity and ideals, right? Shit, these are unsuccessful people. Make excuses for your failure. In front of the losers, others will only see your failure, not your backbone."

Hearing that a woman should say this sentence in such a righteous tone, Han Mo couldn't help sighing softly, because the weak is not even important to dignity? He shook his head slightly

Liu Xiaoqing was silent. The only sound she could hear was crying.

"Today, I can come to Tian Yadong to help you guide. I have used my last contacts and entrusted my relationship to find him. Who makes you angry? In a word, don't be popular. The only hope for the next game is gone. I can't help you. Ask for more luck." The woman said and left. There was a sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground in the corridor.

Han Mo knows Tian Yadong's character too well. He treats his company's interns like he is superior. He always severely belittles others every time. Moreover, he despises newcomers very much. At the beginning, he was also one of the objects he despised, so it's not surprising that Liu Xiaoqing would hit a nail here.

Even if Liu Xiaoqing doesn't stick to his opinions, Tian Yadong will have many ways to drive them away. Sometimes others have a bad attitude, not because you're really not good enough, but because you're weak.

There was no reprimand outside the door, only a faint cry could be heard. Although the sound was not loud, it looked particularly sad in the quiet corridor.

Han Mo knows that Liu Xiaoqing hasn't left yet, and the intermittent cry still comes into the No. 1 rehearsal room from time to time.

He frowned slightly, thought about it, picked up the score on the table, and the signature pen moved quickly on the white paper.

Liu Xiaoqing didn't leave, but curled up and squatted on the ground, burying her head between her arms.

Because she didn't know where to go. She came out of the mountain at the age of 18. Her only wish was to take root in Beidu, make money by singing, and let her parents live a better life. She sang for three years under the overpass, in the underpass, in the square, in spring, summer, autumn and winter, in severe cold and heat. Finally, she had the opportunity to sign a contract with the company, but it was a long wait, There is no chance to make a debut, no works, no one cares. She has no sense of existence, but she doesn't give up. She just silently makes herself better for another three years

Yesterday's first stage was bought by her six years of efforts. She really couldn't be so free and easy. Like some people, she just smiled. It's a big deal to start all over again. She has no head and doesn't know where to come from. The three-year contract is full. If she fails to make her debut this time, she can only leave the company. Do you want to go to the overpass?

Maybe, Liu Xiaoqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Maybe singing is really not suitable for her.

She has completely fallen into despair. She just wants to be quiet for a while. Maybe the next game is her last singing.

Suddenly, a steady sound of footsteps seemed to be coming towards her. Liu Xiaoqing was not sure, but she subconsciously raised her head.

Her eyes couldn't help but be stunned. Her eyes that had just cried were red and swollen, and her lips were dry because of crying. Liu Xiaoqing opened her lips slightly and looked at the tall man in front of her incredulously, "Han... Han mo."

Han Mo didn't speak. He slowly raised his arm, handed the paper in his hand to Liu Xiaoqing, and then turned and left.

Liu Xiaoqing took the paper and wanted to say something to Han Mo, but he had gone far.

She took back her sight and fell on the paper spectrum in her hand. It turned out to be a song, with a few words written on the top, the girl waving her wings.