Pirates began to dominate the Chinese entertainment industry.

Chapter 100 Crescent-Eyed Li Yitong and Milk-Skinned Bai Mengyan

Tiandao Culture Office.

Zhao Liying stared at the live stream on her computer screen, dumbfounded: "Boss, there are so many people! It's almost like the West Lake during a holiday! How many people have signed up?"

Ji Yun leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed, flipping through a stack of newly printed registration forms in her hand, without looking up: "A lot."

He flipped through another stack. "A lot."

Zhao Liying became anxious: "How much exactly?"

Ji Yun put the paper on the coffee table, looked up at Zhao Liying, and said casually, "On the first day, the number of registered participants in the six competition areas across the country is already close to 20,000."

The office was silent for a full five seconds.

When Naza heard the number, she forgot to drink the milk tea she had just bought. She felt immense pressure and even the milk tea felt like a sin.

Zhao Liying slowly put down the spoon she was using to scoop out watermelon, looking at her boss as if she had heard some bombshell news that hadn't been made public yet. How many people were on her show back then? Was there a total of 5000...?

Ji Yun ignored them.

He picked up the stack of registration forms that had just been handed to him from the coffee table and casually read out a few names.

Naza was the first to react, leaning over for a look before exclaiming, "Bai Mengyan? What's she doing here! Boss, she's the third vice president of your 'Seven-Colored Auspicious Clouds' fan club!"

She pointed to the ID photo on the list, "That's her. I saw a video of her on her blog! She danced in her backyard, it was awful, but she said she had a talent for comedy."

The registration point for the Shanghai division is located in Building 2 of the TV station.

Bai Mengyan stood in the line, fanning herself with her hand because of the heat. After fanning herself twice and finding it didn't work, she simply folded her registration form into a fan.

Her mother stood beside her, her face showing an expression that seemed to say, "Is my daughter having another episode?"

"Why don't you just focus on your studies and instead participate in a talent show?"

Bai Mengyan fanned herself loudly with her "fan": "Mom, I can't let my brain be ruined by studying."

"Just imagine, if I became a celebrity, you'd be a star mom, and you'd get discounts even when you go grocery shopping."

Her mother was so angry she almost laughed: "Who gave you a discount?"

"Aunt Wang at the market. Her daughter likes Ji Yun. If I take a picture with Ji Yun, her daughter will be so envious."

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At the end of the corridor, the blazing sun shone through the window, distorting the light, and the chirping of cicadas annoyed her.

She looked down at her photo on the registration form. The photo was taken in the living room last night. Her mother said the lighting was bad and told her to stand on the balcony. As a result, a gust of wind blew her hair into a bird's nest.

In the photo, she has a head of frizzy hair and is smiling like she's won the lottery.

She pressed the registration form to her chest and closed her eyes briefly.

Seeing that the line was still long, Mrs. Bai turned around and asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to go to South Korea to become a trainee? Why did you change your mind?"

Bai Mengyan raised her head and counted on her fingers, saying, "This is a variety show produced by Ji Yun oppa."

Ji Yun oppa is more handsome and richer than Rain oppa, and this place is closer to home—it only takes three hours to drive here from Changzhou. And if you were the female lead in his movie, you could earn 200 million yuan at the box office...

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Her mother smacked her head in annoyance: "I think you're just after him, the boss."

Bai Mengyan chuckled and didn't deny it.

She's Ji Yun's number four fan... she's posted countless posts supporting him.

Her classmate asked her if she had become possessed by a demon.

She said: You don't understand, this man is the ultimate version of my dream lover.

My classmate said: "The women around him are all beautiful, what do you have to compete with them?"

She said: I can make him happy.

After a long silence, the classmate said, "You're really not mentally sound."

She didn't argue.

As for her previous desire to go to South Korea to become a trainee.

That's because her grades weren't good enough to get into a vocational school. Continuing to study would just be a waste of her family's money, so it was better for her to start working sooner.

In addition, she is a fan of Korean dramas and Rain oppa, and thinks that being an idol is the coolest thing in the world.

But the demands of South Korean entertainment companies are too extreme. They require sixteen hours of training a day, provide food, accommodation, and control weight, and don't even allow dating.

Not only are they not allowed to date, but they're also not allowed to eat! Trainees from South Korea may not be skilled, but they're definitely physically strong.

All things considered, "Produce 101" was simply the perfect choice for her.

The line moved forward three meters.

Bai Mengyan stood on tiptoe to look ahead, then her eyes suddenly lit up. She grabbed her mother's sleeve and shook it vigorously: "Mom! Look at that!"

She was referring to a girl standing near the wall at the front of the crowd.

She was alone, bending down and stretching her legs, her movements as graceful as a swan, her waist slender and supple, while several people in line around her were secretly taking pictures.

Bai Mengyan saw a beautiful woman she liked, took a few steps forward, and greeted her familiarly, "Hello, hello, my name is Bai Mengyan, I'm also here for an interview."

Li Yitong straightened up, turned around, revealing a delicate and sweet face, her eyes curving into crescents when she smiled: "Hello, my name is Li Yitong."

Bai Mengyan looked her up and down and exclaimed sincerely, "You're so beautiful, with long legs, and you dance so well. If I were a judge, I would have passed you right away."

Li Yitong felt a little embarrassed by the compliment: "Thank you, you're very pretty too."

Bai Mengyan waved her hand: "Hey, you call me pretty? You call me not ugly. My biggest advantage is that I'm funny."

Her mother added insult to injury: "She performed a skit at school, which made her homeroom teacher laugh so hard she flipped her chair over, and then she was given a warning."

Li Yitong burst out laughing.

Bai Mengyan wasn't embarrassed at all; instead, she proudly raised her chin and said, "You laughed too, didn't you? That's what you call professional."

Li Yitong covered her mouth and laughed, feeling that this girl's appearance was like a walking meme.

"My name is Li Yitong." She formally extended her hand again, this time without bowing, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

"My name is Bailu."

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Li Yitong's hand froze in mid-air, her expression bewildered. She didn't think she had called her by that name just now.

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding."

Bai Lu is a stage name I just adopted; my real name is Bai Mengyan.

"Stage name? Why is it called Bailu?" Li Yitong asked curiously.

"Because I'm a fan of Director Ji Yun. He's like a cumulus cloud, and I'm like a dewdrop. Hehe."

Bai Mengyan spoke with righteous indignation, and after finishing, she grabbed her hand and shook it hard twice, "I'm your number one fan now. If you get in later, you have to treat me to dinner."

"And what about you?"

"If I get in, I'll treat you to...my mom's cooking."

Her mother added insult to injury: "Your mother didn't cook today."

Bai Mengyan, without batting an eye, said, "Then let's eat at a roadside stall!"

Just then, an older woman wearing a name tag called out, "Next, Li Yitong."

Li Yitong took a deep breath, waved to Bai Mengyan, and walked towards the interview room.

Bai Mengyan shouted from behind, "Go for it!"

Li Yitong paused, turned around and smiled at her, then pushed the door open and went inside.

Bai Mengyan peeked through the crack in the door.

A row of judges sat in the interview room, with an empty seat in the middle, supposedly reserved for Ji Yun, but he didn't come today, saying that "the boss has other arrangements."

Li Yitong walked to the center of the stage, bowed slightly, and introduced herself, including her name, identity, experience, and major.

The music is ringing.

It is a Dai ethnic dance song with a lively rhythm, carrying the moist atmosphere of the southwestern border region.

Li Yitong moved.

She stood on tiptoe, her arms outstretched like seaweed, her waist incredibly supple, her whole body seemingly boneless yet full of resilience.

With a spin, her skirt billowed.

Then bend over again, bending your body into a bow, your arms slowly sliding down from above your head, the curve of your fingertips is beautiful.

On the judging panel, the teachers exchanged glances and nodded with smiles.

The music ended.

Li Yitong stopped and stood still, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, her chest rising and falling slightly, but her posture remained upright.

The judges in the audience whispered among themselves: "The foundation of students from the Beijing Dance Academy is indeed solid."

"You could let your facial expressions be a bit more expressive, but your technique is impeccable."

"With a good figure, you'll definitely look good on camera."

"He can advance just based on his face."

The chief judge held up his sign: 9.2 points.

Currently the highest score of the game.

Li Yitong bowed with a joyful expression, her legs still trembling slightly as she walked out of the interview room.

As soon as he stepped outside, Bai Mengyan pounced on him and hugged him.

"That's amazing! My back almost broke when I saw you doing that backbend! You're incredible!"

Li Yitong felt dizzy from being shaken around, but her heart warmed as well; this girl was really outgoing.

"Don't sway," Li Yitong said with a smile, supporting her shoulder. "Get ready, we'll compete together."

Bai Mengyan blinked: "What if I don't get in?"

"Then it's my treat," Li Yitong said readily. "I'm craving street food now."

The air in the waiting area was stuffy and hot.

Bai Mengyan stood in the corridor, watching people go in one after another.

Some of them came out with red eyes and clutching crumpled number tags in their hands;

Some held their heads high and high-fived their friends waiting at the door in celebration;

There was also a petite girl who, as soon as she stepped out the door, threw herself into her boyfriend's arms, crying and laughing at the same time. After she finished crying, she wiped her face, took out an ear of corn from her backpack, and started eating it.

Bai Mengyan stared at that ear of corn for a long time.

She snapped out of her daze, shook her head, and nervously began muttering to herself again: "My name is Bai Mengyan, Bai from Li Bai... my special skill is..."

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At this moment, the staff called out again: "Next, Bai Mengyan."

Bai Mengyan took a deep breath, stood up, and straightened the hem of her T-shirt.

She turned around, waved in another direction, smiled, and went inside.

The lights in the interview room were so bright that her pupils contracted and her steps faltered.

A row of judges sat behind a long table, their expressions serious, twirling pens in their hands.

The middle seat is still empty.

The head judge looked up at her and said, "Let's begin."

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Bai Mengyan was no longer the cheerful person she had been just moments before. She stood trembling in the center of the stage, cleared her throat, and her voice was still shaking with nervousness: "Hello, judges. My name is Bai Mengyan, Bai as in 'idiot' Bai Yi."

Before she could finish speaking, one of the judges in the audience almost spat out his water.

Bai Mengyan gave an awkward smile, feeling incredibly regretful inside. She couldn't control her tongue at crucial moments.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself not to speak.

"What talents do you have?" another judge asked.

Bai Mengyan forced a smile: "Putting aside my skill level, I can sing, dance, and act..."

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"..." The judges were taken aback by her straightforwardness and said blankly, "Please begin your performance."

Bai Mengyan said in a broken voice, "The talent I brought today is a Korean song."

The music started playing; it was Wonder Girls' "Nobody".

The reason for choosing this song is very simple, mainly because the song itself is also very simple.

She spoke.

When the first note was uttered, the judges all frowned.

It's been switched.

The second note continues.

The third note went straight away.

Bai Mengyan forgot her nervousness at this moment and became more and more into singing. She sang and danced at the same time, using her hands and feet, and her dancing was almost like the balloon man at the supermarket entrance.

At the end of her song, she almost slipped off the stage during her ending pose.

The entire room fell silent.

There was silence for a full three seconds.

Then the judge in the corner, who had always had a stern face, started to tremble.

She shook and shook, finally unable to hold it in any longer, took off her glasses, covered her face, and burst out laughing.

The other judge also laughed.

Then came the third and the fourth.

Is this good or bad...?

Bai Mengyan was anxious, but seeing that the judges didn't immediately stop her, she felt there was still a chance. She immediately bowed ninety degrees and said, "Thank you, teachers. I can do another segment!"

The head judge wiped away tears of laughter and raised his hand, saying, "No need, no need, I'm afraid I'll die laughing if you sing it again."

He suddenly looked at Bai Mengyan again, forcing a smile, and asked, "After watching your performance, what do you think your strengths are?"