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Chapter 0001 Hello, trainee

My target height is 162cm, my measurements are 83cm, 61cm, and 89cm. I estimate my age to be thirty, but my actual age should be around forty.

Wearing an OL professional suit, there is definitely no body armor underneath. You can choose to shoot the torso to increase the error tolerance. But considering that she is only less than two meters away from me, I can get a 100% headshot with my marksmanship!

No, I didn’t bring a gun. Then I would have to fight in close combat and break her neck!

Han Lan narrowed his eyes slightly. Wang Mei, who was standing opposite him, seemed to feel a chill. She tightened her clothes slightly, and then extended her hand to him with a smile: "Hello, Wang Mei, your agent, you

You can call me Sister Mei."

Han Lan's eyes widened, she grinned and shook hands with her: "Trainer Han Lan."

Oh, I almost forgot, I took a cannonball and traveled through time, and now I am no longer a mercenary.

Alas, I have been in this world for more than two months. Although I have basically adapted to this body, my memory is still a little confused occasionally.

Sorry, I almost broke your neck.

Wang Mei gave him a strange look and took him to an office. As soon as she sat down, she heard Han Lan ask: "Sister Mei, you glanced at me eleven times along the way. What's the problem?"

?"

Wang Mei was a little surprised and embarrassed, and smiled: "Really? Sorry, I just think you are a bit special... To be honest, I have a lot of idol artists, but like you... this is the first time I have met one.

"

"special?"

"Your skin color...is darker than any trainee I've ever seen."

"Oh, I had a car accident before and was in a vegetative state for almost five years. I woke up just over two months ago. The doctor suggested that I get more sun to help my body recover."

"Wow, what about your muscles?"

"Rehabilitation."

Wang Mei thought that this person was given to her directly by her boss instead of being interviewed. She didn't say anything more and handed him a document with a smile.

"What's this?"

"As for your recent arrangements, there will be a celebrity development variety show next month called "Debut Trainee". I wonder if you have heard of it? Our Tang Entertainment has obtained four places, one of which is yours. This is

You can learn more about the relevant information.”

"Are you making your debut, trainee?" Of course Han Lan has never heard of this show, so she can only look through the information on the spot to find out. Probably a hundred trainees selected from auditions will compete on the same stage, and finally the ones who will be selected will be voted online.

The judges jointly selected the seven people with the highest scores to form a group to debut.

While he was flipping through the information, Wang Mei also took out a pen and notebook and asked while recording: "Okay, now let's talk about what you are good at? While there are still more than two weeks before the show starts, we have a targeted

Improve it..."

"Good at..." Han Lan blurted out that the m14ebr (rifle) shot a headshot from 400 meters away. At least he stopped the car. After thinking about what he knew five years ago, he grinned and said: "Singing."

Let’s talk about acting. I started out as a child actor. I acted in a TV series when I was a kid, and then I also released a few songs.”

Wang Mei had all of these on her resume. She nodded slightly and said, "Then let's improve our vocal skills during this period. I haven't sung for five years. Do you still remember how to sing? Sing a few lines and I'll listen."

"..." Han Lan hesitated for a moment, and finally, urged by her eyes, she shouted loudly: "We! What's different about soldiers..."

"Pah!" Wang Mei's pen was frightened.

"stop"

Wang Mei raised her voice and finally got Han Lan to stop.

"Dong dong dong." Someone knocked on the door and then poked his head in: "Sister Mei, are you okay here?"

Wang Mei waved her hand and drove her out, then looked at Han Lan speechlessly: "What is this? A military song? This is what you will sing on stage next month?"

Han Lan scratched his head and said with a smile: "How about I change another song for you?"

"Well, didn't you say you have released a few songs before? Do you still remember how to sing? Let me say a few words."

Han Lan tried hard to remember what this body looked like when she sang on stage for the first time when she was eight years old:

"Kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Han Lan. I am eight years old this year! I want to be the best singer in the world!"

"Hahaha, kid Han Lan is very ambitious. So, can you sing?" The host coaxed him and clapped his hands, trying to lead him to sing: "Under the bridge in front of the door, a group of ducks are swimming by, hurry up

Come on, count, two, four, six, seven, eight..."



"Han Lan? Han Lan? Do you remember how to sing?" Wang Mei saw that he was in a daze, so she waved her hand in front of him to wake him up from his memories.

Han Lan glanced at her with some embarrassment, and finally clapped her hands and raised her strong arms to play a simple beat under her insistent gaze, and then tried to sing: "Under the bridge in front of the door, a group of ducks swam by?"

"???"

Wang Mei was already stunned. A tough guy clapped his hands and sang a children's song?

"Sister Mei..." Han Lan shrank his neck with a guilty conscience and said with an awkward smile: "Is it... okay?"

Wang Mei rubbed her head and showed a helpless fake smile: "It's okay, at least it's not out of tune, and the musicality should be okay. Let me find you a music teacher first, and then I'll see if I can find anything in the company's copyrighted music library.

I’ll find two more songs for you, and you can practice them in the past two weeks.”

"One more thing, try your best not to be exposed to the sun during this period, and apply some facial mask or something to make your skin whiter. You can't go on stage like this!"

"okay."

"One more thing, the muscles are too big! Just have some lines and don't look skinny. It's better to be thinner..."

Han Lan looked down at her body and muttered: "It's okay, the clothes still make me look thin..."

"But you can show off your muscles when you take off your clothes! How can you scare fans with so many muscles?"

"..."

"Han Lan, "Debut Trainee" is a very good platform. There are still many trainees in the company who want it. I don't know how hard you are behind the scenes to get a spot so easily, but I hope you can cherish it.

, treat it with care!”

"Sister Mei, you misunderstood, I actually..."

"You go to the vocal practice room No. 3 first. I will ask the teacher to find you later." Wang Mei waved her hands, not wanting to hear more from him, and went out with her things.

Han Lan sighed, glanced at the pile of information in his hand, and asked someone for directions to Vocal Practice Room No. 3.
Chapter completed!
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