Chapter 640

Bo Qing stood at the door and looked silently for a while before he walked in, "hello."

When the three trainees saw Bo Qing and Tan Linfeng coming, they immediately stopped and surrounded them.

"President, director..."

Bo Qing went straight to the subject, "how's your practice? How many points do you give yourself?"

Three interns, look at me, I look at you

"Ten!" the monsoon shouted.

Monsoon has always been one of the most active members in this group. To put it bluntly, he is a little rusty. His family is very rich. Grandpa is a famous billionaire in this city and the heir of his family, but he is bent on breaking into the entertainment industry.

It's the kind of people who can only go home and integrate hundreds of billions of family assets if they can't do well in the entertainment industry.

The appearance of monsoon is the best of the three. He was born to eat this bowl of rice.

That's right. My strength is a little behind, and I'm always self righteous.

The only reason Bo Qing chose monsoon to join this combination is the beauty of monsoon. After all, being good-looking is also a kind of strength.

However, he was so ignorant that Bo Qing couldn't help but want to beat him.

"If you get a full score of 100, you'll be very honored, don't you?"

The monsoon shook his bangs, "then I must be 100 points. Brother president, do you want to see my current strength?"

Bo Qing: "... It must be to see. Let's start."

"Come, come, start, I can't wait to feel what it's like for the president's brother to put the commendatory words he knows all his life on me." monsoon said, pulling the other two trainees, Lu Qianyan and Du Ruo, and began to walk.

Bo Qing was helpless. He looked at Tan Linfeng and smiled at each other.

The three trainees were ready. They all took whatever they had as Mike and began.

The opening three people together, "love, love, ready to show their skills, love, love, fight..."

Thin tilt his hands around his chest. After watching a program, there was no expression on his face.

After a song, the monsoon ran up and panted for praise, "brother president, brother president, am I great? Huh? Huh?"

The other two, Lu Qianyan and Du Ruo, were a little flustered when they saw Bo Qing's face straight and expressionless. They were a little unsure when they were performing just now.

Especially Lu Qianyan, his dance can be said to be professional. Just now he didn't come up with a little professional confidence.

Thin inclined his eyes directly ignored the monsoon and fell on Lu Qianyan and Du Ruo, "what's the matter with you two?"

Lu Qianyan and Du Ruo bowed their heads, "president, I'm sorry."

Monsoon stood next to Bo Qing, raised his hand and pointed at the two people reproachfully, "see you are so angry with the president's brother."

Thin lean breathed slightly, and his voice was also very strict. "You two, a dance major and a singing major, didn't even have half the confidence of monsoon when you were just performing. How can you participate in the draft with your mentality?"

One side is the monsoon of schadenfreude: "..."

Half... Half hanging?

Brother president, do you have any misunderstanding about half hanging son?

Bo Qing ignored the monsoon and continued, "now it's just Lin Feng and me. You two are like this. After participating in the program, you have to face so many students and judges. What do you do?"