The next moment, the faces of several trainees who were waiting to watch the show were full of disbelief.

Sang Si's position could only be regarded as a sharp leg lift in the corner. Compared with the others in each movement of the first chorus, it can be seen that Sang Si is obviously not very skilled yet.

But in the second paragraph, everyone found that he seemed to be a different person, and they could not see the unfamiliarity in the first paragraph.

Every movement is neat and crisp, and the rhythm is perfectly stuck on the spot. The boy has a wanton smile on his lips, which is particularly dazzling. The last rotation of the tail and then thrusting of the hips are even more lustful and arousing for those watching.

It makes people feel like they can't help but want to scream.

Li Menghe took a breath, shocked that he had such an idea. He looked at Sang Si who was showing off his talents in the corner, and his heart sank.

Only one of the two groups can advance, and the trainee with the highest individual votes can be directly promoted to Group A. This is really bad news for Li Menghe.

If those watching felt the pressure from Sang Si, then the trainees in the same group were even more shocked. They almost forgot the subsequent movements. Fortunately, the muscle memory was still there, and they were able to complete the dance relatively completely. dance.

But this also made An Qing frown.

The photographer who was watching the entire process behind the scenes also had a look of amazement in his eyes. He stared at Sang Si’s face that didn’t need any modification at all and was so delicate that even the Creator would favor it. He couldn’t help but click his tongue: This Sang Si is probably going to become famous!

The music stopped and everyone lined up.

Sang Si stood at the edge of the team and took a breath. It had been a long time since he had danced so seriously, and his physical strength was a little weak.

Under the camera, An Qing had a serious face.

The trainees in the second group were in doubt. Whether this performance was good or not was obvious to all.

"The only dance in your group that's good is Sangsi. People dance better and better and hit the spot accurately. But you, rushing to take pictures, your movements are uneven and weak. Are you here to dance or do acrobatics?" ?”

Sang Si raised his eyebrows in surprise. After all, he just couldn't keep up with his physical strength and failed to handle several details well. He didn't think his level could meet An Qing's standards.

But Sang Si didn't know that An Qing had seen him perform on stage for the first time.

Compared to now, how can we not boast about the sky and the earth?

What if someone can't think about it again in the future? He doesn't want his eyes to have to go through a second wash.

Ji Wenxuan's several trainees looked a little guilty. None of the trainees who came to participate in the draft did not want to strive for their debut, and no one wanted to give up halfway.

And An Qing's compliments to Sang Si were unexpected by everyone, and all the eyes of the audience were turned to Sang Si.

The image of my limbs being stiff and me dancing like a robot is still vivid in my mind.

Did you suddenly improve so much the next day? It’s hard not to let your imagination run wild.

Everyone couldn't help but speculate: Could it be that Sang Si had always been hiding his clumsiness? Or is it just pretending? Then why did it suddenly break out now?

Li Menghe and Huang Jinyi clenched their fists when they saw Sang Si being praised, and they couldn't help feeling jealous.

In their hearts, someone as scheming as Sang Si, who can't match even a finger of Yan Yan, is not worthy of teacher An Qing's praise.

Ji Wenxuan looked at Sang Si, who was standing at the edge and was indifferent, and a surge of blood rose in his heart. At first, he... no, everyone felt that Sang Si was the last person in the group, and few people were willing to follow him. He is in the same group.

But this Sang Si, who used to be inconspicuous in singing and dancing, now suddenly surpassed them. Even Teacher An Qing praised him highly.

He will definitely surpass him, Ji Wenxuan vowed secretly.

I saw that the atmosphere in the whole place was a little sluggish.

An Qing softened his tone a little: "There are not many opportunities to be on stage. I hope everyone can take every stage seriously, go all out, seize every opportunity to shine, and let the audience see you."

He encouraged him a few words, and then An Qing guided everyone on the less than standard parts, and repeatedly led everyone to practice until everyone understood the essentials of the movements.

"You guys take a break and then continue practicing. If you still don't understand, you can come to my lounge to find me."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher An."

"Thank you, Teacher An, thank you for your hard work."

……

After An Qing left, the practice room became quiet. With the middle line as the boundary, the two groups were in a competitive relationship and naturally practiced separately.

There was a pile of drinks provided by sponsors in the corner. Sang Si was a little thirsty, so he walked over and stretched out his hand.

"Drinks don't quench your thirst, drink this!"

A bottle of mineral water appeared in front of him. Sang Si looked up from the mineral water and saw Ji Wenxuan.

There were five boys following behind him. When they saw his gaze, they waved with a smile. They were trainees in the same group, but Sang Si was not very familiar with them before.

There are almost no people who can chat with each other for a few words.

"Thank you!" Sang Si took it and took a sip. His dry throat felt better now.

"You are very good at dancing. I really hope to have a battle with you." Ji Wenxuan said seriously.

As we all know, Ji Wenxuan is a dance fanatic. Once he meets someone who is better than him, he will practice more diligently, especially he likes to find people to fight with.

Sang Si also knew this, and he smiled slightly: "You are always welcome!"

"Sang Si, can we practice together later?" The speaker was Le Qi, a trainee in the same group, with big round eyes, which is really cute.

"Of course." Sang Si looked at Lucky's expectant eyes and nodded, "But I may not be familiar with the lyrics, so will it affect you?"

"No." Le Qi pointed to a few friends behind him and said: "This is Wang Ziheng, Hu Shao, Xu Yishu, and Yang Luoluo. Among us, Luoluo sings the best. We can all communicate with each other. one time."

"Hello." Sang Si nodded and greeted.

"Sang Si, you are really different today from before. You are particularly powerful today." Yang Luoluo said and held up his hands unconsciously.

His words were like turning on a switch.

Several others also followed up:

"That's right, you don't even know how bad Li Menghe looked just now." Wang Ziheng covered his mouth and whispered: "Usually he is so embarrassed, but I can't stand his expression, as if he himself is so great."

Hu Shao: "I laughed so hard. They were probably waiting to see your joke. Unexpectedly, it was you who made a surprise move. When Teacher An praised you just now, their faces turned dark."

"Please keep your voice down." Xu Yishu tugged at Hu Shao's clothes, "Lest they hear you, or else you will resort to something stupid and annoying."

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