How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 113: Turning against guests
In the lounge.

Zhang Wen stood by the window and looked at the 10 teams standing in the square.
Compared to the excitement when they first met Liu Yifei, the trainees now looked very nervous. Although they tried hard to hide it, some subtle movements betrayed them.

For example: frowning, biting lips, clenching hands, touching hair...

Not long after, the trainees from 10 companies lined up in order of number and came to the outside of the white gymnasium behind the stage to wait for admission.

"Manager Zhao." Zhang Wen walked up to Zhao Lan, who was watching videos, and asked quietly, "Do you know who the judges for the selection competition are?"

Zhao Lan shook her head after hearing this. "I only know Liu Yifei, I don't know the others. Oh, and I know the list of mentors and judges for this show. Do you want me to send it to you?"

"No thanks, Manager Zhao." Zhang Wen returned to the window and stared at the team of trainees in the distance.

The mentor jury is the mentor jury, and the selection judges are the selection judges. Except for Liu Yifei, the other four are completely different.

The reason why he asked Manager Zhao who the judges of the selection competition were was mainly to understand their preferences and find a way to pass the selection competition.

For example, what types of songs and dances the judges like will help the contestants advance.

It’s not that he is worried about Zhang Jiajia and others, but as a teacher, he naturally has to find ways to solve the students’ problems and do his best to help them.

Once the official competition began, he was powerless to help even if he wanted to, because the closed training environment did not allow outsiders to enter, and he could only help with the trials.

This damn sense of responsibility!
Zhang Wen thought for a while and felt that it was better to take the initiative than to sit and wait for death, so he said hello to Manager Zhao and left the lounge.

The sun is shining brightly outside, and it feels warm on my body.

Zhang Wen walked along the path towards the venue of the selection competition.

Just now, the director only told the other teams to return to the lounge, but did not say that they were not allowed to come out.

He had already been back to the lounge, so there was theoretically nothing wrong with him coming out again.

"Hey?"

Zhang Wen had not walked far when he suddenly saw a female staff member waving at him. He pretended not to see her and turned to walk towards the square next to him.

As the old saying goes: The most dangerous place is the safest place!
The square is so big and so conspicuous, his appearance there will definitely not arouse suspicion.

However, the staff member quickly chased after him, shouting as he walked: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhang Wen wanted to say, "I'm stuck on a bug," but if he did, he'd definitely be told to go back to the lounge. So, he lowered his head and pretended to look for something while saying, "I lost my vest. It seems to be around here. I came over to look for it. Sister Yan, what's going on?"

With this move of "turning the tables", the staff member Wang Yan was stunned.

She originally thought that this person was from the entertainment company, but it turned out to be one of her own.

"Are you sure you lost it here in the square? How could you be so careless?" Wang Yan said as he looked around to help search.

In order to distinguish them from the people from the entertainment company, the program team specially prepared a red vest for the staff with the words "Super Trainee Program Team" printed on the chest.

"The vest is dirty. I just washed it a few times and hung it here. Who would have thought that it would be gone in the time it took to go to the bathroom? Do you think it was blown away by the wind?" Zhang Wen asked in confusion.

"No way. The wind isn't strong today. Maybe another colleague took it." Wang Yan searched for a while, then suddenly raised her eyebrows, leaned forward slightly, and covered her lower abdomen with her hands. "Um, by the way, what's your name?"

"Zhang Wen."

"Xiao Zhang, don't look for them yet. I feel a little sick in my stomach. Please stand over there for me for a while and maintain order over there with the trainees."

"I don't have a vest, what if they don't listen?"

"I'll lend you mine first."

Wang Yan took off her vest and threw it over, then hurried to the staff lounge not far away.

Zhang Wen looked at the woman's back, then looked at the vest in his hand, put it on swiftly, and then walked towards the trainees' line with a swagger.

At this time, the selection competition has begun, and the trainees who have lined up are entering the gymnasium gate one after another.

Zhang Wen walked from the back of the team to the front, and only then did he realize that the gymnasium didn't even have a window except for the gate.

No, there are windows.

However, the window is eight or nine meters above the ground, and you can't see inside from the outside. Even if Yao Ming came, he could only look at the "door" and sigh.

Zhang Wen turned his gaze towards the gate. Since he couldn't observe it from the outside, he could only go inside and observe.

At this time, the door of the gymnasium opened and a staff member walked out.

"Next person!"

The trainee standing at the front took a deep breath and walked towards the door.

Zhang Wen took two quick steps and came to the front of the trainees. He walked in while pointing at the door.

The staff member standing by the door blinked, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

There is no one to lead the way.

Moreover, the distance from the queue to the gate is only six or seven meters at most, and it can be reached in a few steps. Is it necessary to have someone lead the way?
Although he thought about it, he didn't dare to ask more questions. Who knows if it was the director's intention?

Besides the chief director, there are also producers and supervisors. How can it be the turn of him, the assistant director, to take care of such trivial matters?
Zhang Wen walked into the gate, thinking to himself that he was lucky. However, when he saw the situation inside the gymnasium, he was stunned.

In the huge venue, there was only a row of tables in the middle. The five judges sat behind them, all looking over.

Zhang Wen swallowed unconsciously. He had originally planned to find a random excuse to leave after entering, then hide in an inconspicuous place to secretly observe the judges. But now, let alone a hiding place, there was not even anything to cover himself. He couldn't hide under the table, could he?

The male judges are fine, but the female judges think he is a hooligan?
Zhang Wen's brain started to work quickly, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of the staff member who had just gone out to call people standing on one side of the gate after coming in, so he immediately went to the other side and stood there.

One on the left and one on the right, like door gods.

At this time, whether it was the staff in the hall or the five judges, their attention was all focused on the trainees, so no one paid attention to Zhang Wen, the staff member.

"Contestant number three, please start your performance." The female judge sitting on the far left looked at the trainee.

"Dear judges, I want to sing a song called "Bubble." The trainee cleared his throat and began to sing.

"The bubbles under the sun are colorful..."

"Just like I, who was deceived, am happy..."

At this moment, the gymnasium was silent, and everyone's eyes were on contestant number three.

Only Zhang Wen's eyes kept darting between the five judges' faces.

"Bubble" is a sad love song that was once very popular.

To be honest, the trainees’ singing was average.

Liu Yifei, who was sitting in the middle, had no expression on her face the whole time, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking; the female judge on the left looked away after listening for a while, twirling the water-based pen in her hand; the female judge on the second left listened very attentively, tapping the table lightly with her index finger, as if keeping the beat.

The two male judges, the first and second from the right, were smiling the whole time. I don’t know if they liked the song or the person singing it.

"Ding."

The red light on the table suddenly lit up.

A staff member nearby said to the trainee who was still singing, "Contestant number three, time." Then he pointed in the direction of the exit.

The trainees looked at the judges nervously, expecting their comments or a word of "passed".

However, the judges seemed not to notice the trainee's gaze and said nothing. They just picked up the pen on the table and wrote and drew on the paper.

The trainee looked disappointed and walked towards the exit with his head down.

The staff member collected the white paper on which the judges had given scores to contestant number three, and after tallying up the scores, he nodded to the assistant director standing by the door.

The assistant director opened the door, looked at the girl at the front of the line and said, "Next!"

Zhang Wen walked out quickly, guided contestant number four to the judges, and then stood back next to the gate.

The whole process was smooth and there was nothing unusual to notice.

Soon, contestant number four began his performance.

Wang Yan walked out of the bathroom and felt much better in her stomach.

She went outside and wanted to find Xiao Zhang to get her vest back, but after looking for a long time at the place where the trainees were queuing, she couldn't find Xiao Zhang.

Why are people gone?

Could it be that I met a scammer?
But how can a scammer use a fake ID?

Wait, isn't that a paparazzi?
Just when she was confused, she saw Xiao Zhang walking out of the gymnasium and leading the trainees into the gymnasium.

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that he was assigned to do other work.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Two hours later, the first group of more than 30 trainees had all finished their performances, and the second group of trainees began their selection round performances.

Zhang Wen went in and out of the gymnasium, "working" from 2 pm to 6 pm, until the second group of trainees finished their performance and the chief director announced that today's selection was over. Only then did he leave the gymnasium.

After four hours of observation, he had a general understanding of the hobbies of the five judges.

Liu Yifei likes soothing songs, the first female judge on the left likes folk dances, and the second female judge on the left likes songs, and they like songs of all styles.

The two male judges, the first and second from the right, like dancing, and they like all kinds of dance. However, in Zhang Wen's eyes, these two are just old perverts in the guise of judges. They will smile at anyone who looks good and has a good figure.

"Xiao Zhang, thank you for your hard work!"

Wang Yan saw Zhang Wen walking out of the gymnasium and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

For four whole hours, she didn't drink a sip of water or go to the bathroom. If it were her, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Nothing, it's all for work." Zhang Wen smiled, then took off his vest and returned it to the other party, took the mineral water and said, "Sister Yan, I'm going to the bathroom and will be back soon."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Wang Yan looked at the back and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Young people nowadays are so hardworking!

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(End of this chapter)