Chapter 4

Star art entertainment company is one of the top ten entertainment companies in mainland China. It has numerous signed artists and a lot of first-line stars. It has strong capital and the whole office building is the assets of Star art.

Qin Baobao turns around the hexagonal building. The whole building is 30 stories high. The glass curtain wall reflects the dazzling sunlight. They found parking spaces at the back of the building by the dark path. The little BMW glides out of a perfect arc and stops steadily. Qin Baobao got her driver's license in high school. She has five or six years of driving experience. Unlike most students who lock their driver's license in a drawer as a souvenir, she drives her father's car in winter, summer and even on weekends to drive Qin Ze around. After driving to where it is, I will dig into the living expenses of qinze and sit down in the afternoon sun to drink coffee and eat. At that time, Qin Ze was very uncomfortable. There were always passers-by attracted by Qin Baobao's beauty. One glance and another look made him feel like watching a giant panda.

Before getting off the bus, Qin Ze looked at the time and showed that it was 9:30 and had been driving for a whole hour. The mission ended at half past eleven, and he had two hours left.

It's the rush hour for work. In front of Xingyi entertainment office building, men in suits and women in fashionable clothes come in and out. The people who can work in this building are all white-collar workers and high-income urban people. Qin Baobao is not surprised. His high-heeled shoes are popping. However, Qin Ze is somewhat restrained. He is still a college student and has not been exposed to this class and scene.

Entering the lobby, they asked qiantai about the location of the interview. In the second meeting room on the seventh floor, they waited for three elevators before waiting for the empty position. Originally, Qin Ze meant to squeeze in directly. But Qin Baobao gave him a look and said what to do if someone touched my butt.

Qin Zexin said, "it's reasonable. I can't say anything about it.".

In fact, Qin Baobao was once bitten by a snake and was afraid of the well rope for ten years. When she was in junior high school, she took the subway home, which happened to be the rush hour after work. The passengers in the carriage were shoulder to shoulder, and a millet secretly took advantage of her. Without saying a word, Qin Baobao turns around and hits a knee, hitting the heart of the fool. Since then, she has been picking up and going to school by her father or by taxi.

On the seventh floor, the receptionist opened the entrance guard for the two people, inquired about their intention, gave Qin Baobao a number paper with a smile, and said, "the meeting room is on the left hand side."

Thank you Qin Baobao put the number paper into the bag and led Qin Ze to the inside.

On the spacious and bright corridor, there are more than a dozen beautiful men and women sitting or standing, and a female staff member with simple dress, ol suit chest and a name plate on the neck is standing at the door of the meeting room. After seeing Qin Baobao and Qin Ze, they greet him with a smile. They don't even look at Qin Ze. "Give me your resume and number paper."

Qin Baobao takes out the resume prepared early from the bag and gives it to her together with the number paper. The assistant looked at it and confirmed that there was such an interviewer as Qin Baobao. She said politely, "please wait a moment."

Qin Baobao holds Qin Ze in the chair on the corridor and sits down and plays with his mobile phone.

Qin Ze whispered: "good gas."

"Angry what?" Qin Baobao tilts his head and looks at him curiously.

"She didn't look at me just now."

Qin Baobao chuckled and said, "it shows that people have eyesight."

"You don't look too nervous." Qin Ze stabbed his sister in the waist.

"You are very nervous." Qin Baobao said.

"I'm not nervous. I just don't feel comfortable. They're all looking at you."

Qin Baobao turns her head and looks at the handsome men in formal clothes. Some people subconsciously avoid her eyes, and some smile with a good self feeling. Qin Baobao's smile makes many men's hearts thump wildly.

She withdrew her eyes and hummed, "don't pay attention to them. I'm used to it anyway."

"But I'm not used to it. Everywhere you go, there are giant pandas, and I am the bamboo beside the giant panda. " Qin Ze depressed way: "bamboo also has dignity, OK?"

"Well, bamboo, let me have a bite of this giant panda." Then she put her delicate face together to bite Qin Ze's face.

Qin Ze quickly pushed her away and whispered, "what are you doing? So many people are watching."

Qin Baobao cut and continued to play with his mobile phone. "I'm not nervous. There's nothing to be nervous about. If the interview fails, it's a big deal to change. There are various ways for entertainment companies to find new people. Ordinary people want to be stars. There are many channels for them to become stars. There are also many variety shows about singing. "

"Wang Lihong!"

"My turn?"

"Come in."

The former interviewee was a pretty and lovely girl with a drooping head and a depressed face. Look like you want to cry.

"How about it? Has it passed? "

"What do you ask in an interview?"

Immediately someone came forward to inquire about it.

Qin Ze also pricked up his ears.

The little girl shook her head. "They said I can't sing, and I'm not a professional. I haven't met the conditions for signing."

This is also a girl who wants to mix with the entertainment industry by her face. Qin Ze looked at the beautiful woman who also wanted to eat by her face.

"Why, I'm good at singing." The beauty glared at him.

Time passed quickly, one by one interviewers took turns to go in, each about five minutes, some people came back with a happy face, and some came out calm.A handsome young man came out of the conference room, beamed with joy and arrogant, swept a circle of corridors, strode to Qin Baobao, sat down beside her, and said politely: "beauty, my name is goudai!"

Qin Baobao looked at him and said with a smile, "hello."

"You're here for an interview. I'm sure you can sign up for Xingyi with such good conditions. We will be colleagues in the future, and we will have lunch together at noon? " The handsome guy was electrified by her smile.

Qin Baobao's eyes turned and put his arms around Qin Ze: "husband, how about eating spicy hot at noon?"

"Yes, but not spicy at night."

"I hate it."

Gou Dai left in embarrassment.

Qin Ze looked at his gray back and bared his teeth to Qin Baobao: "Malatang this stem is too old, next time change a."

"Qin Baobao!"

The assistant called at the door.

"It's me." Qin Baobao gives her bag to Qin Ze, and her high-heeled shoes are popping on the floor tiles. She is full of amorous feelings.

Open the imitation wood door, the long conference table is placed by the French window, and the interviewer is sitting behind the conference table. There are three big bellied uncles and two middle-aged women.

When the uncles saw Qin Baobao come in, their eyes lit up.

More beautiful than photos!

It's no wonder that I have confidence in the entertainment industry. I don't have the courage to go into the troubled waters of the entertainment industry these days.

Qin Baobao is keenly aware of the blazing eyes, scanning her body from bottom to top, like a scanner. Heart a Lin, think of once Qin Ze said to her, online spread a way to divide men and boys. It's very simple. When a little boy sees a beautiful woman, his first reaction is to look at his face, and then he looks at his face all the time. After driving a few times, the little boy will look down from his face and begin to focus on his body. One day, they become experienced drivers, always looking at women from the bottom up.

Qin Baobao asked at that time, what level are you?

Qin Ze is not embarrassed, forced to say that his theory is full level.

Qin Baoxin said that NIMA is an old driver.

Her face did not move, temperament cold, polite smile: "teachers, my name is Qin Baobao..."

A middle-aged woman coldly interrupts: "we have your resume."

Qin Baobao's delicate eyebrows wrinkled and felt the malice of middle-aged women.

The man next to the middle-aged woman coughed and said, "sit down first."

Qin Baobao nodded and sat on the chair for the interviewer, legs together, hands folded in the abdomen. A pair of long legs without silk stockings makes people look straight.

When the middle-aged man glanced at Qin Baobao's long legs, he stopped and said with a smile: "Miss Qin, we have seen your resume. You graduated from Fudan University and worked in a foreign-funded enterprise for another year. In school and employment, they are praised by the people around them. You should have a better future. Why do you choose to be an artist? "

More than a dozen eyes were watching, Qin Baobao was sitting upright, not stage fright at all, "this is my dream."

You have a dream. Are you the biggest? The middle-aged woman murmured.

The middle-aged man laughed it off and said mildly, "to tell you the truth, with your education and ability, we are very welcome, but we are not signing you to be an artist. First of all, your major does not match. One minute on the stage, ten years off the stage. Acting is not something you can learn by saying and learning. And training from scratch, we hope to find high-quality stocks with potential. "

Qin Baobao said that the beginning was not right. This is to brush my rhythm.

"But as far as I know, a lot of famous artists are not born in related professional courses."

"Do you know how many years they've been running? How many years has it been? "

Qin Baobao has nothing to say.

"Why not? My office is short of a secretary. You have working experience, outstanding ability and graduated from a famous university. If you have any intention, you can come to me, and the salary can be discussed now. "

I'm fed up with this haunting secretary.

Qin Baobao: "what do you call this teacher?"

"My name is Zhang, general manager of personnel department."

"Mr. Zhang, I'm not convinced that you said that. I practiced dancing in junior high school. I have a foundation, but I don't have a foundation at all. And I'm good at singing... "

Middle aged woman cold not Ding way: "green Son Jin can sing?"

Qin Baobao nodded: "yes."

The middle-aged woman raised her hand and motioned: "come, sing a song."

Qin baby sipped the lip of his lipstick and sang it. Her voice has a soft magnetism, the sound line is very provocative, singing this strong sense of vicissitudes of songs, it is actually complementary.

The middle-aged woman's face changed slightly. She thought that Qin Baobao had no professional training. The so-called "singing well" was due to ordinary people's good singing, and perhaps it was because others praised him. But her lyrics can't be said to be perfect. There are many flaws in her singing method, but the voice is too good to hear, crisp and numb, itching to people's heart."Stop, stop, stop!" The middle-aged woman stopped and did not change her face: "the voice is good, but singing is a complete layman. To put it bluntly, it is blind singing. It's hard to fix your voice when you go to the studio. "

Qin Baobao's face became cold, delicate face more and more like a Greek sculpture, Qin Ze, who is familiar with her, will know that her elder sister is on the edge of rage.

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