Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1069 - 528:
Or maybe they really believed the "truth" they fabricated themselves, and pointed the finger at the Special Search Team, busy investigating its veracity.
At least Big Hammer and Monkey kept watch outside the tubular building all night, and even when I left just now, there was no sign of any suspicious personnel approaching.
For Fang Cheng, this undoubtedly bought some precious time to breathe and take further measures to eliminate hidden dangers.
"We’re here, we’re here! Brother, look, so many people!"
Wen Xin’s exclamation interrupted Fang Cheng’s thoughts.
The car finally maneuvered out of the exit ramp of the second ring highway, turning into a wide city arterial road amidst the busy traffic flow.
This is the Central Business District of East Capital, where every inch of land is expensive. The traffic is usually heavy, and today it’s gridlocked to a standstill.
The originally eight-lane asphalt road is now crammed with vehicles of all kinds.
Besides private cars, there are also many buses and nanny vans with support stickers, like a swarm of slow-moving beetles.
Looking ahead, the scene is even more spectacular.
Not far away stands a skyscraper with a silver wave curtain wall.
The "East Capital TV Station" logo on the top gleamed brightly under the sun.
Several huge red banners hang from the waist of the building, fluttering in the wind, the large characters on them particularly eye-catching
[National New Talent Singing Competition East Capital Division Audition Site]
The square in front of the building is already teeming with people.
Long-haired young men with guitars on their backs, girls holding sheet music muttering to themselves, fan clubs holding light boards, and security guards sweating profusely to maintain order.
The dense crowd tightly surrounds the entire entrance, and the noise can be heard from a distance.
Fang Cheng watched the lively scene and quickly hid the depth in his eyes, replacing it with a cheerful smile:
"Alright, future big star, are you ready to embrace your stage?"
"Yes, I’m ready!"
Zhou Xiumei nodded firmly, clenching her small fists to cheer herself on.
But the hand resting on her knee was trembling slightly.
Obviously, the overwhelming atmosphere of the competition made this girl, who had never seen such a scene, instinctively afraid.
The pink Panamera slowly edged closer to the TV station building’s parking lot with the flow of cars.
Fang Cheng’s gaze was suddenly drawn to a giant promotional poster standing in the center of the square.
It was a solo poster occupying the C position.
The image showed a young man in a white suit, extremely handsome, with skin so delicate that even women would envy.
He wore exquisite eye makeup, his eyes melancholic and passionate, holding a microphone in a posture of intoxication.
Below was written in large characters:
Special Guest Star Mentor, Cheng Jiashu.
And below the poster, there was a crowd of young girls, excitedly taking photos with their mobile phones with the portrait of "Master Cheng".
Fang Cheng was slightly taken aback, his expression becoming a bit peculiar.
He then turned his head to look at Zhou Xiumei, who was sitting next to him, breathing into her palms to calm herself:
"Is Cheng Jiashu one of your judges for this audition?"
"Yes, Brother Cheng, didn’t you know?"
Upon hearing this name, Zhou Xiumei’s eyes immediately brightened, even forgetting some of her nervousness:
"He was the champion of the talent show five years ago! Everyone says he’s a man kissed by angels, with incredibly strong singing skills."
"If I could get his personal guidance in this competition, that would be amazing."
"A man kissed by angels..."
Fang Cheng’s mouth twitched slightly.
It has been a while since I’ve seen this guy.
At this moment, what flashed in his mind was not an image of a melancholic prince holding a microphone deep in song.
But a madman with a similarly pretty face, humming an opera while using those long hands like playing the piano to open someone up.