Shi Xi finally had some interest and continued to look at the resumes.
There was a total of 109 people. Just looking at the resumes, she quickly finished looking through them.
Shen Hanquan smiled and said, "All the trainees have taken their seats. It's our turn to go on stage."
Shi Xi recalled the information on the script.
She couldn't remember.
This paragraph wasn't on the script!
Why? Did everyone receive different scripts?
Shi Xi smiled politely and followed them out of the meeting room.
Shen Hanquan brought a few people to the recording studio.
109 crystal chairs, 109 youths carrying their dreams.
The lights were dim, and the corners of Shuo Nan's mouth curled up as he walked onto the stage first.
A beam of light shone on Shuo Nan's body.
Shuo Nan lazily took a few steps forward, his gaze wanton and arrogant, carrying the unique arrogance of a youth.
