President, go away!

On both sides of the square, two open-air stages have been set up. It can be seen from the huge posters that this is the day for Tianyu company to select actors, but everyone doesn't understand very much. Since it is talent selection, why not do it in the company and come to the square?

But in such a comfortable day, it is also very good to see such a wonderful performance!

A remote room in the square, rented by Tianyu company, is a makeup backstage.

Ye Kexin sat on one side, very nervous, unconsciously holding the bottle drinking water, as if she felt a sore throat. Since she was divided into groups, she has been in a sad mood. She thought she would be with the strongest Leng Lin, but she ended up with Shen Qingqing.

Although Shen Qingqing sings well, she can't dance or anything!

Although she likes Shen Qingqing very much, competition is cruel!

She has less capacity to support her, but her Ye Kexin has nothing.

Think about it.

Ye Kexin's eyes began to turn red again, and tears almost fell down.

"Kexin, I know what you're worried about. I'll work hard and won't let you be brushed down!" Shen Qingqing's gentle voice sounded around her. Ye Kexin hurriedly looked up. It was Shen Qingqing's friendly face.

Although those slender little hands are a little thin and cool, ye Kexin has an inexplicable sense of security in her hands, but she feels very embarrassed for a time. After all, she just complains that Shen Qingqing can only sing and drag her back.

Also complained that she had little support, but she didn't.

"Kexin, it's all right. Take it easy with me!" Shen Qingqing said softly.

"Qing Qing, aren't you nervous at all?" Ye Kexin whispered.

This competition is to let the audience vote, so it is still a little difficult. Shen Qingqing is stable, but there is still one place left. It is difficult for the five of them to compete.

After all, no one can grasp the taste of the audience!

"Just calm down. You're too nervous. What do you do when you go out and face so many people?" Shen Qingqing smiled. "In the future, you may have to stand in the center of the stage and hold a concert in front of tens of thousands of fans. What should you do?"

"Qingqing, you are really strong. I want to be like you, but I can't!" Ye Kexin said with some dejected.

Shen Qingqing still smiled and cheered her up. "Kexin, you have to be strong for your dream! Looking at the people below, you ignore their existence and take care of yourself. It's good to present your most perfect side in front of everyone in the practice room! As for whether you can succeed, it's up to God. At least you've worked hard and you won't regret it, won't you?"

"Well, thank you, Qingqing!" Ye Kexin became confident and said with a smile.

"That's good. Get ready quickly. It's going to start on the stage in a moment!" Shen Qingqing said, turned and walked towards the dressing table, and lightly made up for herself.

In an hour.

In the middle of the square, there was music, dull sound and confrontation between the two stages. The host stood in the center and introduced the simple situation, and the surrounding crowd gradually gathered.