Pirates began to dominate the Chinese entertainment industry.

Chapter 99: Amateur Girls Fill the Registration Site

The entire press conference seemed to be paused; all the reporters stood with their mouths agape, forgetting to ask questions.

This treatment is simply outrageous.

It's worth noting that the winning prizes for "Super Girl" and "Super Boy" are nothing more than signing with a talent agency, after which they are exploited relentlessly.

Even though Ma Yun was in charge, with three directors working together, and Huayi Brothers, Sohu, and Zhejiang TV jointly producing "Yahoo Search Star," Zhao Liying won the championship in Feng Xiaogang's group, but she could only sign with a company, get a minor supporting role with little screen time, and then be left to her own devices.

But Ji Yun is... inhumanly extravagant! She even brought out the lead role in a theatrical film. Just how many resources do Tiandao Culture and Golden Harvest have hidden away?

For the first time, everyone witnessed the power of capital.

The entertainment reporters from Hunan TV in the audience quickly sent the news back via text message, feeling both shocked and amused: This junior director has gone mad. How could he possibly make money with such a high investment? He's practically paying tuition for this.

At this moment, the last set of words appeared on the big screen:

Registration for the program opens today, and preliminary rounds in six major competition areas across the country are starting simultaneously.

Director: Ji Yun.

Backstage.

"Why? Why?!"

Zhao Liying gripped the thorny hand, her eyes gleaming with excitement, and trembled as she exclaimed, "Did you hear that? The champion gets the lead role! The lead actress in a movie! I want to participate too!"

Naza rolled her eyes at her: "You're a contracted artist, you can't participate. Besides, you already have a TV series, do you still want to steal someone else's?"

Zhao Liying paused, sighed, and smiled helplessly: "I was just saying. But, boss, this is way too extravagant! A princess, Aaron Kwok, how much money must this have cost?"

Huo Wenxi walked over carrying a stack of documents. Hearing this, she shook her head with a smile: "He didn't spend much..."

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"Huh?" Zhao Liying and Nazha both opened their mouths wide, stunned on the spot.

"The princess is on good terms with him. She only asked for a friend's price plus one song, and even sent her friend's daughter to train here. Now she's being dragged to stretch her legs by the dance teacher every morning."

She turned the page, her smile widening. "The negotiations with Girls' Generation went very smoothly too. That group was being attacked by fans of other domestic groups, and he promised to release a new song for them to sing, so the actual price was only half the market price."

The discussion titles are getting more and more sensational:

"Bonus Exceeds Ten Million! Has Ji Yun Gone Mad, or Have We Gone Mad?"

The princess made an exception to serve as a mentor on a talent show; to this day, we still don't know just how much of a favor she owes.

Aaron Kwok: He is the new force Hong Kong has been waiting for for many years.

South Korean idol group Girls' Generation makes a surprise appearance!

Real online votes, million-dollar prizes, and multi-million dollar debuts.

The top comments section was filled with both wailing and hysterical laughter: "Princess??? Girls' Generation??? Aaron Kwok???"

Ji Yun, how on earth did you manage to get them to come?! Who else in the Chinese entertainment industry can do that?!

The talent shows we used to watch were all rubbish.

"The champion gets to play the lead role in a movie, and the top three get to make cameo appearances in movies. Director Ji, this isn't a talent show, it's a selection of future movie leading ladies!"

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"I was laughing at someone for getting arrogant yesterday, but today I've been slapped in the face."

This roster, these resources, this bonus—where's the hype? This is shattering the ceiling!

"If Ji Yun, a newcomer to variety shows, were to make this happen, where would Hunan TV and CCTV put their faces?"

"Hilarious! Yesterday, people inside Hunan TV were saying they'd crush them, and today they've brought their princess over. Who's crushing whom?"

"If I were the head of Ouyang, I would be smashing things in my office right now. Rich people don't treat money like money anymore."

Tiandao Culture Office.

Sister Li hung up the phone, looking a little dazed.

She turned to look at Ji Yun, opened her mouth and closed it again, finally managing to utter a sentence after three attempts: "Boss, Hunan TV... gave us a call."

"Hmm?" Ji Yun looked up from her computer, holding a half-empty cup of coffee. "What were they saying?"

"They asked when it would air. Their tone was quite polite."

Ji Yun raised an eyebrow, but Sister Li laughed first: "These TV stations were laughing at us the day before yesterday, and now they know to ask about our schedules."

Ji Yun didn't say a word, but Zhao Liying covered her mouth and chuckled beside her.

Sister Li cleared her throat and continued flipping through the sticky notes in front of her: "Besides them, four other TV stations have inquired about cooperation, and another one..."

She picked up the top sticky note and read it aloud word by word: "Gold Typhoon, Warner, Sony, Avex... they've all asked for collaboration opportunities."

The office fell silent for a moment.

Even international giants have arrived?

She leaned against the sofa and hugged the cushions to her chest.

Zhao Liying put down her Lipton black tea.

Even Huo Wenxi looked up from the pile of documents and glanced over.

"What kind of cooperation do they want?" Ji Yun asked.

Sister Li's voice couldn't suppress the rising smugness: "Besides wanting to send contestants and acquire the copyright, someone even said they wanted to buy the group's operational rights directly. And there's one more—"

She pulled out another sticky note, unable to suppress her laughter: "That Zhou Yougen guy, remember him? He faxed me two notes: one was 'Congratulations,' and the other was 'Director Ji, I have so many beautiful girls, when are we going to meet up?'"

Ji Yun chuckled lightly, but before she could speak, Na Zha next to her burst out laughing: "This woman is too direct."

"She's the godmother of Hong Kong's young models, why would she be polite to you?" Zhao Liying replied, shaking her head.

Sister Li wasn't finished yet. She pulled out the last sticky note, glanced at it carefully, and raised her voice a little higher: "This isn't over yet. Your Sister Mani is almost unable to work because of all the phone calls... The sponsor's fax machine is practically breaking down from exhaustion right now."

The computer screen on Ji Yun's desk just happened to refresh the data in real time.

The amount of online discussion about "Produce 101" has surpassed the popularity of the Hunan TV's "Super Boy" finale the night before last.

He turned off the screen, stood up, and walked to the window.

The sycamore tree outside is still the same sycamore tree, and its leaves are still curled up, but the angle at which the sunlight shines on the glass curtain wall is a little brighter than before.

Let them rob it.

Ji Yun turned around and leaned against the windowsill, his shirt cuff brushing against the glass. He didn't even glance at it, but just smiled at everyone in the office: "The real busy time will come when the number of applicants comes out."

On August 20, the preliminary selection process opened.

11:30 a.m., Shanghai registration point.

The staff member in charge of registration at the Shanghai TV Variety Department originally thought they had been relegated to an obscure department.

When she opened the office door around 9 a.m., she was stunned.

The queue at the entrance stretched from the registration desk on the second floor all the way down the corridor, down the stairs, out of the main entrance of the building, and then along half the street.

The staff member turned to the camera and said, "I thought this morning there would be at most a hundred people."

She turned to the side so the camera could capture a glimpse of the queue, her voice trembling: "Look at this."

As the camera panned across the group, there was a short-haired girl carrying a guitar, a girl in a cheongsam with her hair up, looking like she had just come from a teahouse, a group of college girls holding hands and encouraging each other, and a mother and daughter accompanied by their parents.

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A middle-aged man, clutching a registration form, his sweat soaking the paper, remained motionless on the outer edge of the line.

In the team.

A pretty girl with a sweet and lively temperament, a petite and graceful figure, and crescent-shaped eyes when she smiles is holding the phone and saying cautiously, "Teacher, I'm not feeling well and would like to come to school a few days later."

The woman on the other end of the phone said in a low voice, "Going to participate in a talent show, huh? I'm watching it live on TV..."

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"..." The girl looked up and looked around. She saw a brightly lit camera in the crowd and was speechless for a moment.

Her smile froze, and she could only awkwardly chuckle at the camera.

This scene was broadcast live by Shanghai TV, and the online posts and comments went wild.

"This girl is so pretty, but she seems a bit dim-witted, hahaha."

"??? Why are there so many people here? Are you sure this is an audition, or just ticket sales during the Spring Festival travel rush?"

"Director Ji is the best! She specially created a program just to see beautiful women! She even knows how to give the brothers some perks."

"I thought no one would sign up, but it turns out I'm just naive."

"I was laughing at this program yesterday, but today I feel embarrassed for Hunan TV and CCTV."

"Won't Hunan TV cry when they see this live broadcast? They don't even have this many people in their Super Girl auditions."

"CCTV: What happened to the promise that talent shows are outdated???"