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222 Eliminate a Student

Bai Yurou was shocked, but she did not back down. She even took a step forward, trembling, as if she had not seen anything. She said pitifully, “Brother Ruichen, a-are you free? Yurou has something to tell you.”

The man snapped out of his daze when he heard her voice. He slowly straightened his chubby upper body, his lower body still pressed tightly against the woman’s. He looked at Bai Yurou with undispersed desire and anger. After a few glances, he removed himself from the woman’s body. With his genitals covered in body fluid, he revealed a very greasy and lewd smile. “Yurou, what’s wrong?”

Li Feifei, who was at the door, glanced at the scene in the room and almost vomited on the spot.

The woman under him knew that the boss could not continue with her, so she happily got up from the office table, calmly bent down to pick up the clothes and torn black stockings on the ground, and put on her clothes as if no one was around.

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When she left, the woman even bowed to Bai Yurou. Li Feifei’s face was filled with confusion.

“Brother Ruichen, I…I want to eliminate a student. Can you help me?” Bai Yurou blinked her big innocent eyes and looked at Pei Ruichen pitifully.

The man looked at her face, and the desire that had just dissipated was immediately hooked out, and he only felt upset. Pei Ruichen picked up a cigarette from his desk, lit it, and took a deep puff. Then he sat leisurely in the boss’ chair and hooked his finger at Bai Yurou.

Bai Yurou immediately revealed a shy expression. Without any hesitation, she kicked her high heels to the side and walked toward the man barefooted.

Seeing her walk over, Pei Ruichen stared at her bare feet like a hungry wolf. On the 10-meter walk, he had already thought of pressing Bai Yurou under him and f*cking her countless times.

Just as Bai Yurou was one step away from him, he suddenly stood up and pulled her into his naked arms. One hand quickly reached out from his collar to Bai Yurou’s chest, the other pressed down on her head, and he started kissing her fiercely.

At the same time, the secretary who was on standby at the door of the office closed the door in tacit understanding. Li Feifei, who was standing at the door and watching the whole process, was completely dumbfounded.

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Downstairs, the interview hall, which was less than 20 square meters, had been divided into two areas, the instructors ‘area and the students’ area. There were high-watt fill light on the left and right of the student area. In contrast, the instructors’ area was dimmer. This kind of design, one in the light and one in the dark, was to let the instructors see every change in the students’ expressions during the performance.

Four instructors were sitting in a row with serious expressions as they conducted interviews with students.

“Do you think you can become the vocal leader of a team with your mid-bass voice?”

The teacher who spoke was a music teacher and a veteran musician in China. Yu Qi, who was known as the Iron-lungs Queen, asked a very sharp question.

The little girl standing in the center of the five-person group was obviously stumped by this question. She trembled and replied, “I, I should, be able to, right?”

Yu Qi continued to ask, “Alright, then. Let me ask you this. If you draw a song with a high pitch today, who will be responsible for the high pitch? Are you sure you can do it?”

The little girl fell silent. She was good at low and mid-tones, and she mainly sang in a lazy jazz style. She couldn’t sing high-notes. His teammates saw that their captain didn’t speak, and their faces were a little ugly.

Yu Qi shook her head and lowered her head to write something on a piece of paper. Then, she looked up at the other instructors. “Everyone, I don’t think they can advance. What do you think?”

The other three instructors also shook their heads. At this moment, the staff turned on the lights and asked the students on stage to leave.

After interviewing ten students, the instructors could rest for five minutes, and now was the time for the instructors to rest.

“Ah, this really isn’t a human’s job. I’m so tired!” The dance instructor, Qian Qing, stood up and stretched.

At this moment, a phone on the tutor’s desk suddenly vibrated. Qian Qing thought it was his phone. He picked it up and looked at it. Suddenly, he shouted, “Teacher Zhang Yi, your phone is ringing.”

Ever since Zhang Yi got into a fight with Mo Yi and Mo Ting at mix, he could no longer stay in his original company. Perhaps it was because EL wanted to ban him, but EL’s rival, agency, came to him and offered him a very high price.

At that time, Zhang Yi was at his wit’s end. Of course, he wouldn’t reject the offer. After signing with OA, he received a lot of support. The original company had only accepted soap operas for him, with very few endorsements and commercial appearances. They said that he could calm down and study acting skills, but in fact, the company was not good enough and did not have any good resources. After he signed with agency, not only did agency accept a few good shows for him, but they also received an invitation from ‘Here Comes My Idol’ to let him be a music instructor.