"Hello judges and teachers, I am contestant No. 13 Rong Yuheng."

After Rong Yuheng finished speaking, Qiao Tan looked him up and down, "The information shows that you are only 21 years old, and you are still very young. Are you a college student?"

"I was in college, but there are some things at home, and I am currently on a leave of absence."

"Oh... why did you think of participating in this draft? Is it your dream or something?"

Rong Yuheng paused for two seconds.Under the current context, the best choice is to play the emotional card and talk about the tear-jerking dream journey.But considering his own weight, he still decided to be honest,

"Being forced to make ends meet, I want to make money."

Qiao Tan was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect such a straightforward answer, but he was unexpectedly honest, so he smiled,

"You want to make money through the draft. It seems that you have a certain degree of confidence in yourself. Have you had any exposure to the profession of stardom before?"

"Although I have never been in contact with the profession of celebrity," Rong Yuheng said slowly under the puzzled eyes of several interviewers, "but I have been a star in countless people's lives."

Interviewer, "..."

Rong Yuheng kept in mind the instructions he received before entering the arena, without any stage fright, he raised his eyes towards the camera, with bright hope shining in his eyes,

"I think the two are interlinked—both are shining light in someone else's world."

……

Lu Mingxuan, who was standing in front of the screen, almost smashed the computer——

Rong Yuheng, yes!go!you!mom!of!Venus! ! !You are an asteroid, if you hit someone's biss, I'll do it!

Qiao Tan was the first to laugh out loud, "You're right. Stars do have a guiding role and the power to illuminate others."

Song Tang, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help asking,

"I feel that you are a person with a lot of stories. Can you briefly describe your experience in one sentence?"

Thinking of the laughter and happiness in the past, Rong Yuheng shyly held the microphone and buried her head, "The first half of my life was like a joke."

Always bring joy to others.

But he didn't say the second sentence, because it can only be summed up in one sentence.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, the scene and the video barrage area fell into silence.

Everyone: Not good, it seems to touch his tragic and ulterior past!

Tang Song, who was asking the question, couldn't bear it, and looked at him with deep and caring eyes.Even the heads of the cameras in front of the stage drooped, as if they were mourning for him...

Rong Yuheng finished shyly alone, looked up, "...?"

What's going on here?

Song Tang, the famous mouthpiece, immediately came to the rescue, "It doesn't matter, the past is no longer important. The important thing is that you will show us what kind of yourself you will show us in the future!"

After the impassioned words, all the people present nodded frequently, showing moved expressions.

Rong Yuheng sensitively noticed that they seemed to have misunderstood something, and was interrupted by movement on the side of the stage when he was about to explain.

The door at the other entrance suddenly opened a crack, revealing half of a tall figure.Immediately after a staff member walked over quickly, the two exchanged a few words in a low voice, and the latter took a mobile phone.

Qiao Tan turned his head to take a look, and suddenly his expression relaxed and he raised his hand to beckon, "Hey, Teacher Wen, come in!"

Wen Zezhen at the door waved his hand.

Qiao Tan refused to let him go, and asked the staff to invite him in.The photographer quickly turned a camera to Wen Zecheng.

The host Song Tang introduced to the camera in a timely manner,

"I didn't expect Mr. Wen to appear at our selection site. In this way, let's invite Mr. Wen to watch together, shall we?"

Wen Zecheng, "I'm just here to give Teacher Qiao a mobile phone."

Almost as soon as Wen Zecheng came out, the barrage of the webcast frantically swiped up.

"Damn it, Wen Zecheng!"

"My God, what a surprise I got!!!"

"Brother Cheng is so famous, and he doesn't have any airs. He came here to give Mr. Qiao a mobile phone. He is so kind!"

"Ahh, Wen Zecheng! I'm going to Moments to ask everyone to come and see our brother Cheng!"

From behind, the director desperately gestured at Qiao Tan, signaling him to find a way to keep Wen Zering - this is a three-gold actor, the top traffic in the entertainment industry, the ratings and topics of the audition depend on him to bring it up again!

Qiao Tan understood the director's meaning, got up and pushed Wen Zecheng on the empty seat beside him, "It's already here, why don't we take a look at this year's newcomers together."

Qiao Tan's older generation had a lot of face, Wen Zezhen couldn't shake it off, and the two of them had a good personal relationship, so he could only pursed his lips and sat down helplessly.

During this period, several other shots never left Rong Yuheng's face on the stage, and even zoomed in on a close-up in an malicious way, trying to capture a trace of the embarrassment of being left out in order to increase the point of view of the show.

But immediately behind the camera, the staff found that this contestant actually showed a melon-eating expression!Total loss of expression management.

Everyone behind the camera: ...

What a great heart!

Rong Yuheng really had a big heart, and he didn't feel at a loss when he was left on the stage.

The main reason is that the atmosphere just now became inexplicably inspiring. Fortunately, Wen Zezhen came to interrupt and the scene returned to a normal atmosphere.

He felt that Wen Zecheng was really miserable, even if he was a mobile phone porter, he had to become a tool to adjust the atmosphere.

Rong Yuheng really wanted to make a "Koke Keke..." hamster laugh, but unfortunately there was still a camera taking pictures.

After Wen Zezhen took his seat, the interviewer's eyes returned to Rong Yuheng. This time it was Jin Zhiyao who spoke,

"This time, is there any talent show for you?"

Rong Yuheng nodded, "Dance."

Lu Mingxuan in front of the screen is about to smash the computer again—what kind of dance can Rong Yuheng do?In his impression, Rong Yuheng is not the only radio gymnastics person who can be related to dance!

Jin Zhiyao gestured expectantly, "Oh? Then please start your performance."

Rong Yuheng didn't start directly, but first explained, "Actually, this is a pas de deux, but since I only have one person now, I will only dance my part."

After he finished speaking, he handed the microphone to the staff on the side of the stage. Under the curious eyes of everyone, he slowly stretched out one leg, his chin was slightly raised, and his bright face reflected the stage light, showing a breathtaking beauty.

On the live video, the barrage began to float:

"This brother, I can do it!"

"Damn it, I became a fan of that facial close-up just now, I hope my little brother can pass the primary election."

"I finally understand why some people want to dance on their eyelashes... This brother's eyelashes are really sparkling!"

"I don't know what to dance, so I'm looking forward to it!"

Rong Yuheng took a deep breath, raised his arms, slapped his fingers in mid-air, and turned his crotch to the side at the same time - the lights around the venue dimmed, only the overhead lights gathered on him.

At the judging panel, Wen Zecheng suddenly frowned.

Qiao Tan muttered in a low voice, "Why is this posture so familiar...it doesn't look like a modern dance, could it be a folk dance?"

On the stage, Rong Yuheng opened his eyes with a "swipe", his eyes were piercing,

"I bring you one, Tango."

Everyone: "………………"

Everyone: "???"

As soon as Rong Yuheng finished speaking, he tossed his head, raised his chest, and sucked his stomach.Immediately, her buttocks pouted, and her legs slapped and her footsteps slapped!

His dancing posture is so intense, lively and unrestrained; his expression is so dedicated, high-spirited and focused!Sometimes he crosses his steps, like a sad noble girl; sometimes he kicks and jumps in the air, like a knight with high spirits...

At the same time, he did not forget to leave a place in his arms for the partner of nothingness, and carry out the team spirit to the end.

Judges seat: ".........!!!"

There was no accompaniment for the live performance, so Rong Yuheng sang solemnly while dancing,

"Tango is wading and wading, three steps and one sprint, two turns around~"

The silky bel canto flowed over the stage like a violin, bringing a rhythmic rhythm with his steps.

He wades wholeheartedly for two sections.Every kick is full of strength, every turn is full of affection, even every eyelash is immersed in its own rhythm, trembling intoxicated!

"Oh my god..." Qiao Tan was already laughing in vibrating mode at the judges' table, "How could this be so hahahahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahaha...! Very cute, very cute..." Song Tang praised while laughing.

In the end, even the photographer didn't hold back, and the camera lens that followed all the way even began to tremble slightly.

A barrage of "hahahahahahahahaha..." floated across the sky, almost covering Rong Yuheng's intoxicated beauty on the screen.

Qiao Tan struggled on the table twice, and couldn't help but interrupt him apologetically, "I'm sorry, hahaha...please stop...stop."

When Rong Yuheng heard this, he immediately withdrew his free and unrestrained limbs calmly, and looked obediently at the judges' seat.

The interviewers had had enough laughs. First they applauded Rong Yuheng, and then Qiao Tan said, "First of all, the movements are very professional, and the bel canto is also very rich. I think it has reached the level of passing the initial test; secondly, the whole person's The state is also very devoted, especially the expression..."

He said as if he remembered something, and couldn't help making a slight "poof" sound...

"The only shortcoming is that no one cooperates with you. Like you just jumped into the air, you lost your soul."

Rong Yuheng listened modestly, nodded and said yes, "It is really difficult for me to achieve the effect of floating in the air with the power of faith alone."

Qiao Tan, "I have a suggestion... Well, now that I'm sure I've approved it for you, I'll ask the other two teachers first, what's your opinion?"

"I also passed, this performance is very spiritual, hahahahahaha...you have already moved me!"

"I agree with the two teachers, pass!"

"Well, since it is confirmed that you passed, the next part is not within the scope of the assessment. I remember when Mr. Wen was a child star, did he win a few ballroom dancing awards?"

Wen Zezheng's heart skipped a beat, and there was a slight alertness in his eyes, "It happened many years ago."

Qiao Tan's eyes lit up, and he smiled like a fox, "Then how about we ask Mr. Wen to help us go up and cooperate?"

The director was about to jump up and applaud Qiao Tan from behind!Teacher Joe! Good job! !Ratings!topic!flow!

Wen Zezhen pursed his lips and stared at Qiao Tan for a few seconds. It was really hard for him to refuse out of personal friendship, so he could only turn his gaze to Rong Yuheng on the stage again——

I hope this newcomer can be a little more acquainted and politely decline.

However, the people on the stage did not receive his warning signal at all, and even showed enthusiastic eyes, sending him an invitation to form a team,

"Come on! Teacher Wen, let's get bored!"

Wen Zecheng, "..."

The barrage on the online video has gone crazy. In the gap between the overwhelming "My God hahahahaha" and "Young life! Wen Zezheng wants to dance tango", Wen Zezheng's cold expression is revealed. look.

It is conceivable that the six characters "Wen Zecheng dancing tango" will be indispensable in the hot search tomorrow.

Wen Zecheng stepped onto the bright and clean stage step by step, stood in front of Rong Yuheng and looked down at him, his tall figure cast on the latter's face, imperceptibly exerting a layer of coercion.

Rong Yuheng was not affected in the slightest, but turned her waist and shook her buttocks to signal to herself,

"Mr. Wen, just twist it like this. I like a higher buttock. You will!"

Wen Zecheng's gaze stayed on his swaying narrow waist and hips for two seconds, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and put one hand on it,

"meeting."

He said, "Dance well, don't fail to keep up."

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