Almighty Star Daddy

  Han Mo casually swiped the information on the screen, then put the phone back on his body, but looked up and saw three teenagers looking at him in unison.

  He nodded slightly and hooked the corner of his mouth, ready to turn and leave.

  "Brother?"

  Han Mo's turning motion paused. This senior brother really didn't know whether he should agree or not. He might have entered the company later than the three children, but someone called himself and couldn't help but respond, "Hello."

  Originally he greeted him and was about to leave. One of the boys stood up and said, "Are you a contracted artist of Morning Media?"

   "It's still worth asking, the senior has such a good looks, he must be a contracted artist." Another boy said.

  Han Mo took the corner of his mouth as a default. The boy who had not spoken suddenly stood up excitedly, "Brother, are you here to rehearse? You must be a professional singer, can you give us some guidance."

  The eyes of the three children were full of expectation. Han Mo wanted to step back and couldn't take a step forward. He hesitated and walked into the rehearsal room.

  Han Mo can see that the three children are working hard and want to help them, but he is really not a professional, at most he can only give advice, and really can’t talk about guidance.

   "I have not made my official debut soon after I signed the contract, so I can't count as a professional singer." Han Mo told the truth.

  The three boys listened to Han Mo's words, and there was obviously a trace of loss in their eyes.

  The boy who just did the hot dance said in a low tone, "Even if we haven't made an official debut, at least we have signed a contract, and we are still alive or dead."

  As soon as the voice fell, the two boys from the two outsiders also sighed.

  Han Mo knows through understanding that they have not signed a contract yet, and they are not official artists of Morning Media. This rehearsal is for selection, because only one of the three of them can stay.

  The three children are very simple. Although they are in a competitive relationship, there is no smell of gunpowder. They meet to rehearse together, but no matter how they practice, they feel unsatisfactory.

  The boy who sang the love song said in surprise, “Let’s not waste time, let’s rehearse. We will be on the execution ground in a while.”

  "Brother, can you listen to our songs? Although only one of us can stay, we also hope that everyone can do a good job."

   "Yes, brother, help us."

Han Mo saw in them when he was young. At that time, he was just exposed to styling. Every day he studied how to improve his skills. When he saw a master, he immediately went over and learned from the back of others, always wanting to get some useful things out. , Can learn a little bit of other people's skills, go back at night and quickly practice what I can chew and become my own.

  The three boys still yelled at each other, Han Mo pursed his lips lightly, and said calmly, "Well, I can give you some advice, but it depends on you if you can use it."

  "Thank you, brother!" The three boys showed excitement. They didn't know how powerful the handsome and tall brother in front of them would be, but they knew that they must be better than themselves. As long as they can sign with Sichen Media, they must not be ordinary people.

  Since he decided to help the three children, Han Mo would not just behave. He walked up to the three children and said seriously.

   "I watched all three of you performances. First of all, you have a common mistake, choose the song."

  The three boys stared at the same time. They originally thought that the brother would only mention some deficiencies in singing skills, but they did not expect to directly deny their songs.

  One of the boys lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "However, our songs are all personally selected by Teacher Tian."

   "Teacher Tian is the most powerful music producer in Beidu." The boy showed an expression of admiration.

Han Mogou smiled at the corner of his mouth, "The point is not who chose this song for you, but whether this song is suitable for you to sing, maybe they are classics that have been sung for 20 years, but whether it is suitable for you or not. Use."

  He slightly turned sideways and said to one of the boys, "Have you ever been in a relationship?"

  The boy touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and laughed awkwardly, "No."

  Han Mo of course knew that from the boy’s expression when he sang and the empty and pale emotions that he tried to express his emotions in the chorus, he could guess that the boy must have never experienced broken love.

  "If you want to impress the audience, you must first impress yourself. Even if you don’t think it is appropriate, then if others listen to it, it can only be worse."

Han Mo is a person who is extremely reluctant to talk, but this time he talked a lot with the three children. He always felt that no matter what industry they are engaged in, when they first set foot on this road, there is someone who can give a little mention. For a moment, maybe there will be no deviation in the first part of the road. Although he is not a teacher, Han Mo just hopes that the three children will be well at this moment.

  Han Mo carefully guided the three children but did not notice what happened in the rehearsal room...

  Meng Si's mouth was worn out before he found Tian Yadong. His heart was angry, but he still had to hold others on the surface. In order for Han Mo to become famous in the competition, he also worked hard.

"You have been an agent for so many years and haven't changed. What's the value of appearance? Strength and strength are the ultimate criteria for measuring an artist." Tian Yadong relied on his age and seniority to ignore the boss. Inside.

   "Yes, yes, what Mr. Tian said is right, but I can guarantee that Han Mo is not only good-looking, but also very powerful." Although Meng Si didn't want to offend Tian Yadong, he didn't want him to speak ill of Han Mo.

  Tian Yadong snorted coldly, “I watched you enter the industry, but I don’t know you yet, Yan Kong, the artist I chose is not only poor in ability, but also not good in character and morals.”

  Meng Si didn’t want to talk to Tian Yadong anymore, rolled his eyes vigorously behind him, and said in his heart that waiting for us, Han Mo, I will let you take a good look at what virtue is.

  As they said, the two had walked to the door of rehearsal room No. 1. The door was open, but there was no one inside.

  Meng Si's heart sank, and he wanted to say that it is not late until the time is up. He hurriedly looked at his watch. It was just half past ten. This finally gave Han Mo an excuse to delay.

   "What did I say, the people you choose are all of this virtue, and you will play big cards before you debut." Tian Yadong said nonchalantly.

Meng Si had no choice but to say good things and smiled, "Wait, five minutes, five minutes." While calming Tian Yadong, he took a few steps forward to call Han Mo. Looking up, he saw Han Mo in the rehearsal room on the opposite side.

  Meng Si secretly patted his thigh in his heart, “I’m a little ancestor.” He just wanted to push the door in and let Han Mo come out.

  The door was half open, and Han Mo's voice came from the classroom. Meng Si, who was standing at the door, heard it clearly, and his action of pushing the door stayed in place.

Tian Yadong found that Meng Si, who was about to take out his mobile phone, was standing at the door of the rehearsal room opposite, peering inwardly, and walked over impatiently, "What are you looking at? If you don't find him again, I'm leaving. I'm very busy. I don't have time to wait for this. Inferior artists."

  Meng Si glanced at Tian Yadong, put her finger on her mouth and put a "shh" lip shape, "Be quiet."