At 7:00 in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time. Ouyang Guang opened his eyes, and the sunlight outside the window had already filled half of the room. Chen Zheng was sleeping on the other bed with his legs spread out, his signature green hair messy like a bird's nest.

The phone screen lit up, showing a message from his father: "Boarded, expected to arrive at 10:30." Ouyang Guang walked into the bathroom lightly. The boy in the mirror had unforgettable exquisite features - his father's straight nose and his mother's expressive phoenix eyes, perfectly blended into this face that caught the scout's eye at first sight.

"Are you up?" He Zilin was already dressed and adjusting his collar. "Have your parents brought a lawyer?"

"Yes, Uncle Wang." Ouyang Guang poured cold water on his face, "I specialize in foreign-related contracts."

In the hotel restaurant, Mr. Zhang Ming had a copy of the contract spread out in front of him, marking some clauses with a red pen. "Clause 7 and 13 are the most critical," he said without looking up, "Let your father take a look."

Ouyangguang ate his breakfast mechanically, but his eyes drifted out the window unconsciously. Several teenagers in training uniforms were running across the street, their steps so neat that they seemed to be pulled by an invisible string.

At 8:15 in the morning, many fans had gathered in front of the SM Entertainment building. When Ouyang Guang and his group of four got out of the taxi, they immediately caused a commotion.

"Look at that blond one!"

"Oh my god, is he Korean?"

"Eyes! His eyes are so special!"

"Oppa! Are you a trainee?"

"That blond kid is so handsome!"

Ouyangguang subconsciously raised his head, his iconic phoenix eyes were like two pools of autumn water in the morning light - the tail of the eye was slightly upturned, the inner corner of the eye was pointed and hooked down, typical oriental charm with a bit of sharpness. The sun shone through his golden bangs, casting tiny spots of light on his porcelain white skin.

"Make way! Please make way!" Lee Jae-hoon tried his best to fend off the fans who were rushing over him, and his suit was even torn askew.

A fangirl holding a camera suddenly screamed: "He's looking at the camera!" Ouyang Guang glanced at her casually. Her almond-shaped eyes appeared amber and transparent in the sun, and the naturally upward curve at the end of her eyes made this simple look carry a captivating charm.

Flashes of light flashed one after another, and Ouyangguang subconsciously raised his hands to shield his eyes. This action triggered even more enthusiastic screams.

Chen Zheng waved excitedly to his fans, his green eyes particularly eye-catching in the sun. He Ziqi stepped forward quickly, protecting his brother, scanning the crowd with vigilant eyes.

"No. 01, this way!" The staff finally pulled them into the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, Ouyang Guang breathed a sigh of relief. The mirror-like metal door reflected his figure - his white shirt outlined the slender and upright figure unique to young people, and his amber pupils would darken in color when he was nervous, like melted honey.

"We've reached the seventh floor."

In the examination room converted from a practice room, the three judges looked up from time to time.

The pen of the vocal department head Park fell on the document with a "click", and the ink spread all over the place. The dance team leader Jin took a breath and stood up unconsciously. The glasses of the production department director Li slipped to the tip of his nose, but he forgot to push them off.

"This... Is this No. 01?" Director Park asked the staff in a low voice. After receiving a positive answer, he quickly looked through the information, "The information says that she is an ordinary high school student?"

Team leader Jin had already walked quickly to Ouyangguang and walked around her: "The head-to-body ratio is perfect, nine heads tall. The shoulders are broad and the waist is thin, so she will look good in front of the camera." She suddenly reached out and touched Ouyangguang's blonde hair, "The hair quality is also good, so dyeing or perming won't damage it too much."

She held his face with both hands and looked at it carefully: "Almond eyes... Such standard almond eyes..." Her thumb gently stroked the end of Ouyang Guang's eye, "This curvature, this curve, even plastic surgery is difficult to create."

Director Li pushed his glasses and said, "Let's start."

When the prelude of "Love is Simple" sounded, Ouyang Guang closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was a clear gasp from the judges - the tails of those phoenix eyes would droop slightly when he was concentrating, and the amber pupils were like melted honey under the light, with an innate sense of story.

"Dance show." Team Leader Jin's voice was a little tense.

Ouyang Guang took a deep breath and said, "I haven't learned it systematically, but I have prepared a section."

He performed a simple popular dance, which he had learned from He Zilin last night. Although the movements were basic, they were surprisingly smooth and beautiful under his slender body.

Every time he turned around, his almond-shaped eyes revealed an extraordinary charm - sharp when he raised his eyes, gentle when he lowered them. In the last fixed pose, his golden hair swung out a dazzling arc, and the slightly upward curve at the end of his eyes made everyone present hold their breath.

"Drum set." Minister Park's voice was dry.

Ouyang Guang sat in front of the drum, with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, revealing his graceful arms.

When the prelude of "Numb" sounded, he seemed to be infused with soul - the drumsticks seemed to have life in his hands, and every hit was as precise as a machine. Sweat slid down his jawline and formed a small puddle at his collarbone.