Five minutes before the interview, Shi Li finally arrived at the scene panting.

This is the office building of "Mango platform". Jiang Meiyue has been waiting downstairs for a long time.

As soon as she saw Shi Li coming, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Shi Li's arm in.

"Hurry in and you'll be the only one left."

Shi Li walked away and said out of breath, "I told Qin Sizhuo yesterday. He agreed that you should be my agent."

"Really!" Jiang Meiyue was moved and hugged Shi Li: "you are really my best friend!"

Shi Li rolled her eyes.

Good friend?

Last month, the two of them were still fighting in the air on their microblog, exploding black material with each other!

Many people have been waiting in the interview hall.

Most people are small stars below the fourth line. As for big stars like Yin Yan, there is no need for an interview. The film crew will respectfully invite her in like their ancestors.

Shi Li found an empty seat and sat down next to a slightly fat young girl.

The girl dyed her wine red hair. She glanced away and reluctantly gave way.

Seeing her face, Li suddenly remembered that this was a supporting role that often appeared in TV dramas, such as a servant girl who died violently two or three times in a special performance, a passer-by who was killed by a car as soon as she appeared, or a demon cult witch who was killed by a man when she first appeared in a martial arts drama... And so on.

It is reasonable to say that no one can remember this passerby a who died as soon as he appeared.

But the female artist is fat and naturally has a smiling face. Even if she plays a supporting role in sudden death, she also dies with a smile.

So Shi Li was very impressed with her.

Although all the people in the waiting room are in the same circle, few people talk and are all preparing for the interview.

They are all fourth and fifth tier artists. They are competitors. Of course, they don't want to reveal too much.

At this time, the door of the interview hall opened, and a short and thin male artist came out dejected, wearing high shoes on his feet, but according to the visual inspection, he was only 1.6 meters tall.

"How's it going? Have you finished? " Several people immediately pretended to be concerned and went up to inquire about the news.

The male artist shook his head in frustration and complained, "what nonsense? I think it's black material! Ask me if I can accept it, expose my real height on the program, and ask me if I mind taking off my wig on the program. "

As he spoke, he lifted off his hair, revealing a shiny bald head like a light bulb, and said discontentedly.

"I was born with traffic and mixed in the circle with my appearance. If fans know that I lose my hair, how can I mix it?"

"It has long been said that artists ask each other questions, ask some tricky questions and expose each other's information, but I didn't expect such a wonderful work. I think I'd better interview first and then decide whether to go or not."

"Yes, if my idol image in the hearts of fans is damaged because of this program, the gain is not worth the loss."

When I looked at the bald male artist, I got goose bumps.

Fortunately, she didn't pursue stars.

Be careful when chasing stars!

Maybe the handsome little fresh meat on the screen is a short bald man in private.

After the short male artist left, the atmosphere in the waiting room became more tense and everyone was in danger.

Many people went in with confidence, but they came out again in a few minutes, looking depressed.