The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows and typed slowly, 【So I'm innocent. 】

What bad thoughts could she have?

It's just to prove that I don't need to steal questions.

Li Boshe: [... You didn't see how the international scene became a sensation... Those international bosses all wanted to come to China to steal people...]

Li Boshe felt his temples throbbing when he thought of this matter, and his head hurt badly.

He also specially read the questions from country k today.

Many questions are computationally intensive, and the questions are full of pitfalls.

According to those big figures in the world, many questions are used by them to select top talents.

Those geniuses in Country K racked their brains to come up with the answer.

It was exactly the same as Jiang Nan's answer when he blinked his eyes.

The questions for their internal selection have always been kept secret, and it is absolutely impossible for Jiang Nan to obtain the questions and answers in advance.

It is precisely because of this that those big figures dare to be so sure that Jiang Nan is a genius.

Jiang Nan raised his dark and bright eyes, and smiled a little grumpily, 【I don't know. 】

Li Boshe: [? ? ? 】

Jiang Nan: [I never look forward and backward when I blow things up. 】

Li Boshe held back, and said from the bottom of his heart: 【It's really you. 】

Jiang Nan: [Thank you. 】

Seeing Jiang Nan's calm response, Li Boshe raised his eyebrows, 【I heard there are still two games left, so take it easy. 】

Jiang Nan: [Okay, I promise not to be scary as much as possible. 】

Li Boshe: […]

It's impossible to think about it with your toes.

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The next day.

The second round of "Global Idol" competition, singing and dancing.

After Jiang Nan's bombing yesterday, many countries began to silently investigate the real name of "Jiang Nan".

I don't know if I don't check it, I'm shocked when I check it.

Jiang Nan turned out to be a member of the International Dance Association.

Why is there still a need for a game?

Therefore, today's competition has not yet started, and the teams from all countries are a little discouraged.

Within a few minutes, all the lights on the stage were turned off.

The lights in the entire venue dimmed a lot, and the surroundings gradually quieted down, and the voices of everyone chatting were lowered subconsciously.

The members of country m whispered, "According to the rehearsal, the movements must be strong, and the expression management must also pay attention..."

Several members of Country M were gearing up and cheering each other on. Then they turned their heads and saw the team leader manager from their own country clasped their hands together, praying in earnest.

"Brother Mao, what are you doing?" The participating members of country m touched the arm of the team manager.

Brother Mao turned his head and said earnestly, "At this time, it is no longer feasible to rely on science to prepare for war, and we have to rely on metaphysics. No matter how well you practice, you will die if you encounter Huaxia."

I heard that several of the judges of this singing and dancing competition were rejected by the International Dance Association.

As a result, there was a president of the International Dance Association among the contestants.

This is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

It is conceivable how touching the score will be when meeting Jiang Nan's team.

After Mao Ge finished speaking, he glanced at the team leaders from other countries.

Only then did he discover that the prayers of agents leading teams from other countries were a little more pious than him.

They even reported the ID numbers of participating members.

Brother Mao: "???"

Oh shit.

Such volume.

"Quickly, quickly, the three of you also report your ID numbers to me." Brother Mao said in a serious tone, "God will bless us with precision so that we won't be able to draw Huaxia."

The mouth corners of the members of country m twitched for three seconds.

then.

They scrambled to report their ID cards to Brother Mao.

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Here.

Lai Xinqing saw the scene of gods and gods talking in all directions, and sighed silently, her voice was as faint as a cloud of mist.

People are in a trance.

Ask Jiang Nan, Lou Shuyun and Ji Yibai next to him, "Are we going the right way?"

Lou Shuyun said firmly, "No."

Lai Xinqing squeezed the space between her eyebrows, "Why do I feel like I've come to the practice site?"

Lai Xinqing said so, but she felt very happy in her heart.

Eh.

The game is the game.

What are these people doing?

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The host faced the spotlight, appeared on stage, announced the rules of the game,

"Before the competition, we have counted the singing and dancing styles of each participating team. Teams with the same style, please come up and draw lots. After the team competition is over, individual PK battles can be held. If you win, you can win an extra point for the participating teams. "

The host looked at the cue card in his hand, called the team one by one, and came up to draw lots.

Jiang Nan's team chose the theme song "nebula" of "Idol 101" for singing and dancing. The Chinese name is Xingyun. It is a pop music and urban style choreography.

It is also the combination chosen by most teams.

The teams competing in the same group as Jiang Nan had faces that were uglier than crying.

"Jiang Jiang, just perform normally and don't put too much psychological pressure." Lai Xinqing was also a little nervous by the surrounding atmosphere.

Jiang Nan lowered her eyebrows and rolled up a few sleeves of her shirt.

There was a casual "ah".

Beside him, Lou Shuyun's expression was instantly complicated, "Sister Qing, it's Yibai and I who are under greater psychological pressure..."

Lai Xinqing froze for a second, covering her face.

Almost forgot.

Jiang Nan is a big boss whom Wen Sen, the president of the International Dance Association, respects a lot, so there is no pressure.

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After a round of draws.

Jiang Nan's team drew number one.

Teams from other countries didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a while.

Of course, many people doubted Jiang Nan's singing and dancing skills. For a while, the auditorium was surprisingly quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to the stage involuntarily.

On the dark stage, a beam of light suddenly lit up.

Where the light source is, it seems that there are water droplets falling from the sky a little bit.

Immediately, the ethereal sound of a flute rang out.

Melodiously floating in the air.

About two or three seconds later, the thick bass sound blended in.

The raindrops also became more rapid, one after another, hitting everyone's ears at the scene.

If you listen carefully and look closely, everything seems to have disappeared.

"nebula—"

Jiang Nan's voice sounded in the darkness.

At first hearing, the voice was not loud, but slowly, there was an indescribable meaning in my ears.

The internal organs of the internal organs seem to have been scalded by an iron, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Gray-white floating clouds filling the sky..."

Until now, a beam of light finally lit up on the stage, just falling on Jiang Nan who was wearing a long white dress.

The audience gasped subconsciously, held their breath, and stared at that beautiful face without blinking.

Under the spotlight, the woman's long hair was curled casually, with clear stage makeup, like a fairy who had strayed into the world.

Lou Shuyun and Ji Yibai also walked out from both sides in harmony with their voices.

The clothes of the three people are all tailor-made. The white long skirt and the handmade sequins inlaid on the clothes are extraordinarily eye-catching.

Someone inadvertently glanced at the special hollow leaf icon on the clothes, and his pupils shrank.

I couldn't help but swear, "Damn it! How the hell does this look like a custom-made outfit from the world's top luxury brand Legacy?"

"Really."

"Damn it, it's just a dance, is it so generous?"

As the most luxurious clothing brand, Yizhu has a variety of red carpets on weekdays. If a celebrity can borrow Yizhu's haute couture, he can brag about it on the online platform for a week.

Now...Huaxia dances and wears a private order of the lost beads?

"I'm sore, Huaxia is so awesome!"

In the next second, the soft music became exciting.

The background of burning flames is shown on the large LED screen on the stage.

Warm atmosphere.

Accompanied by the melody, the whole venue was on fire.

Jiang Nan pressed his temples twice with cold white fingers, and raised the end of his eyes a little bit, his eyes were deep and dazzling.

The pupils are black and bright.

turned around.

The clothes on his body changed instantly.

Dress up!

Black, short tights, revealing everyone's waist, hot figure, flirtatious and charming.

A bit charming, a bit pure, well blended together.

Mysterious and elegant.

The three people on the stage began to dance, the movements were full of wildness, but full of charm.

"Wow!!!"

I don't know who roared, and the entire auditorium screamed like it exploded.

This kind of thick and colorful performance completely hit people's hearts, so deep that even the apex of the heart trembled.

Jiang Nan flicked her hair with her fingers, tapped her slender toes on the ground, and with a nimble sliding step, she blinked towards the auditorium.

Those eyes, like the night outside the high-rise building, hide the bright light of the sky.

A neat closing action.

The show is over.

The scene was still immersed in it, and it took a long time to recover.

Liang Yu has seen Jiang Nan's stage many times, but no matter how many times he sees it again, he still feels thrilled.

"Boss, sister-in-law's dancing is really terrible!"

He sincerely sighed.

"The clothes we provided to my sister-in-law are also too beautiful."

Liang Jingzhi looked at the people on the stage, and subconsciously rolled his throat, "There is a little less fabric."

That slender waist was seen by many people.

So hooked.

I don't know how many rivals he will have.

The singing and dancing competition on the second day is over.

Jiang Nan's team is the first in the fault line.

The score is 2 points higher than the No.[-] Ripple team.

According to the competition system of the three rounds, Huaxia has already firmly ranked first.

Lai Xinqing looked at the score of "Superior", and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened a bit, "Jiang Jiang, tomorrow's art and painting are not good, the score gap is so big, it's okay to give up appropriately."

Jiang Nan leaned on Liang Jingzhi's shoulder and yawned, "Okay."

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Compared with the joy and encouragement on the Huaxia side, the Wuzhou Ripple side is full of sadness.

Jurisdiction Wuzhou's team manager looked cold and serious, "The key to everything is tomorrow, Ripple, tomorrow is your home game, you must make up the point difference with Huaxia."

"But." Lianyi squeezed her hands tightly on her lap, "The cumulative score difference is already more than forty points, unless they miss the game tomorrow, otherwise..."

After listening to Lianyi's words, Xia Wuzhou's manager suddenly thought of something, "It's not impossible for them to miss the game."

ripple:"?"

"According to the rules of the game, if you haven't entered the field 15 minutes after the start of the game, it will be regarded as a waiver." The manager of the team said,

"Tomorrow's competition venue is the exhibition hall of the World Painting Competition, and the deputy curator is our person who governs Wuzhou. If I remember correctly, he wanted to take you as an apprentice before."

Lianyi took a slow breath, her fingers broke out a layer of nervous sweat, and said softly: "You mean, ask the deputy curator to help, Kahuaxia's admission quota?"

She frowned, thinking about the feasibility, "But you can't get stuck for no reason, right?"

The manager of the team: "There are many ways. The deputy curator only needs to send someone to perform a scene to judge that Huaxia's admission card is forged. Just delay for 15 minutes."

Lianyi nodded and whispered, "Okay."