They don't actually think I like them, do they?

"I'm in a girl group."

"Damn it!" the guitarist roared. "Orange God, wait for me! I'm going back to cut that little chick off right now!"

......

After signing Blue Rain, Lin Han found a second candidate.

As soon as Fang Yumeng stepped out of the classroom, she saw Lin Han standing in the corridor waiting for her.

"Lin...Ju...President...?"

Startled, Fang Yumeng stammered for a while before finally managing to find a proper form of address.

"Come, come, I need to talk to you about something."

Lin Han didn't need to be coy with Fang Yumeng; he grabbed her arm and walked out.

"Hey hey hey... President..."

Fang Yumeng was immediately terrified, her face turning bright red. Amidst the shocked and envious gazes of her classmates, Lin Han dragged her away.

"An idol? No way! Absolutely not!"

On a bench in the school's grove, the girl shook her head frantically, twisting her small hands and feet in the process. Her entire being expressed rejection.

"You're perfect for this!"

"Where is it suitable!"

"I can't sing, I can't dance, and I can't even speak properly. How am I any kind of idol?"

Fang Yumeng never imagined that the first time Ju Zi Jiang came to see her, it would be about such a significant matter.

Just imagining herself standing on that stage is enough to drive any girl crazy!

“You can learn all of these,” Lin Han said earnestly.

Every idol is the product of intense practice; in reality, basic skills are not that important.

Otherwise, how could a talent scout just grab a pretty girl off the street and get her into the entertainment industry?

"No, no, I'm not suited to be an idol at all. I have nothing in common with idols, why would they choose me!" Fang Yumeng was completely baffled and continued to shake her head.

“But you’re cute,” Lin Han said.

At that moment, the girl suddenly froze.

Soon, the redness spread from her neck to her cheeks, until steam began to rise from her head.

My brain has crashed!!

Seeing this, Lin Han took out a walkie-talkie.

"Come here, take him away!"

Several men in black suits quickly appeared and lifted Fang Yumeng up.

Then, it was thrown into the car.

The car starts.

On the bus, Fang Yumeng continued to mutter listlessly, "I can't do it... I don't want to be an idol..."

I arrived at the company and entered the office.

Fang Yumeng, still teary-eyed, said, "No, I really can't, I can't be an idol..."

Lin Han placed the contract on the table and handed the pen to Fang Yumeng.

Fang Yumeng signed the document while trembling.

"Alright, Fang Yumeng, from now on you will be a trainee at Jusheng Media!"

"You still need to work hard if you want to debut. Good luck!" Lin Han said with a smile.

Fang Yumeng covered her head and huddled on the sofa in the corner.

"Waaaaah... Why did I sign it...?"

Hu Yan, standing to the side, looked at Lin Han with a face full of terror.

How is this any different from human trafficking?!

The company has only just started, and it's already turning into a criminal organization?!

“That’s how this girl is. She’ll say no, but if you force her, she’ll still give in,” Lin Han said.

This is why Lin Han wanted to sign Fang Yumeng.

This kind of obedient one is perfect for Lin Han to carry out his crazy plans!

In this way, Lin Han signed both Lan Yu and Fang Yumeng.

Putting everything else aside, just looking at their appearances alone, they are both among the most beautiful girls at Beijing University. Even in an art college where beauties abound, they would be considered top-tier beauties.

So, it's time to launch the girl group project, which I will personally produce and start creating!

077. Idol Audition!

Meanwhile, in the corridor.

Dozens of elegantly dressed young girls, mostly between 15 and 20 years old, with the youngest being as young as 13, gathered here. These vibrant young women had come together for their dreams.

With the interview just around the corner, everyone was nervous. Some were humming the songs they had prepared over and over again, while others were trying to relieve their tension by chatting with the people around them.

"Ahhh, I'm about to see Brother Orange!"

"I'm so afraid I'll be too nervous to speak because Brother Orange is personally conducting the interview!"

"When the door opened just now, I peeked through the crack, and wow~ Orange Brother is so handsome!!"

"Please, are you here to chase after celebrities or for a job interview? Can't you be a little more rational?"

A girl sneered at the group of people who were swooning over her crush. Just as she turned around, the conference room door was pushed open, and Lin Han walked out.

"Brother Orange! Ahhhhhh!!!" The girl fainted on the spot.

"The interview has begun."

Lin Han smiled slightly at the girls.

"Just come in according to your number."

"Yes!!" all the girls shouted excitedly in unison.

Lin Han returned to his room.

The first person I interviewed was a freelance artist.

The girl bowed deeply to Lin Han and Mang Zi.

"Hello, Teacher Ju Zi and Teacher Mang Zi. My name is Lin Hefan. I am 169 cm tall and weigh 46 kg. My specialty is singing."

"He used to be a contracted artist with Shu Entertainment, and his most impressive achievement was being a backup dancer in the music video for the popular singer Cang Dan..."

Mangzi looked at the resume, his brows gradually furrowing into a line, and said softly.

"Is this the quality of the people who come for interviews?"

"What else do you want? Do you want me to have acted in adult films?" Lin Han retorted.

First of all, top-tier artists already have a company under their management, so they wouldn't be submitting their resumes.

Those without a company in the industry may not necessarily be interested in Jusheng Media. After all, no matter how big the name of Juzi Jiang is, it is still just a new company. They can still distinguish between idols and survival.

Most importantly, Lin Han himself wanted to find someone who was a bit more inexperienced, because they would be easier to control. It would be harder to fool a seasoned veteran.

"Your specialty is singing, right? Then sing a song, go straight for a high note."

Mangzi put down his resume and said.

Lin Hefan took a deep breath.

"I never want to see you again..."

"Alright, you can get lost now," Mangzi said with a smile.

The little girl ran out of the room crying.

"???" Lin Han's eyes widened. "Why don't you let him finish singing!"

"What a terrible song she chose, and she was half a tone too low when she started singing. It's no wonder she was eliminated." Mangzi pouted.

"Next!"

When they saw the first person go in and run out crying less than a minute later, all the girls panicked.

What on earth happened?!

The second girl is also a freelance artist.

Lin Han specifically divided the girls into five categories based on their resumes: artists without a company, individual trainees, internet celebrities, and idols without a company.

Different types of people will naturally have different standards and requirements. Arranging each category together will make it easier for Lin Han to compare and select.

For example, artists without a company have undergone training, so their professional skills are definitely much better than others.

"Hello, Teacher Ju Zi and Teacher Mang Zi, my name is Wang Xiaomei, I am 158 cm tall and weigh 41 kg. I am good at singing."

"What a corny name," Mangzi muttered under his breath. "And the image is much worse than the previous one."

"..." Lin Han ignored him and instead let Wang Xiaomei begin her performance.

Wang Xiaomei took a deep breath.

"The rain fell all night, my love overflowed like the raindrops~"

"The fallen leaves in the yard, a thick stack like my longing~"

Mangzi happily raised her hand, ran onto the stage, and sang along with Wang Xiaomei: "A few words of gossip cannot cool my enthusiasm..."

The discrimination is a bit too obvious, isn't it?!

Lin Han rubbed his forehead and told Wang Xiaomei to leave.

The problem is just as Mangzi said: the name is too rustic, and the image is also just average.

Next, he interviewed several more artists, but most of them had only average skills and did not impress Lin Han at all.

Some of them are not as good at singing and dancing as Lan Yu, who came from a university band.

Lin Han was somewhat troubled.

In fact, apart from Yan Yuli, Mangzi, and others, this was the first time Lin Han had truly come into contact with other artists in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Previously, although Lin Han had already made a name for himself in the Chinese music scene, he rarely had contact with other artists because he never participated in any variety shows or competitions.

You don't know until you come into contact with him, and once you do, Lin Han almost despaired.

This level of skill is absolutely terrible!

The entertainment industry in my previous life was already rotten to the core, but the entertainment industry in this world is even more absurd, worse than dog shit!

After thinking about it carefully, Lin Han realized that this was because the world no longer had South Korea.

It must be acknowledged that the Korean entertainment industry in the past truly gave a tremendous boost to the domestic entertainment industry.

Not to mention that phenomenal variety shows like "Running Man," "Produce Camp," and "Where Are We Going, Dad?" are complete copies of Korean entertainment programs. Most importantly, the training and development model for artists in the Chinese entertainment industry was learned from the Korean entertainment industry.

But in this world, there is no Korean entertainment, only the province of South Korea.

It can be understood that without the Opium War and the Self-Strengthening Movement, the Qing Dynasty would still be the same Qing Dynasty, easily broken.

Lin Han scratched his head.

Gan!

What am I complaining about?

He originally intended to be the first to try something new because there was no Korean entertainment industry in the world, but now he's criticizing the artists' abilities.

If it were possible, would it even be his turn to be the first to try something new?

Relax, relax.