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Rong Yuheng always felt that there was a slight threat in Wen Zerong's words, but he quickly rejected it from the bottom of his heart - they had no grievances and no enmity, how could Wen Zerong target him.

Thinking of this, Rong Yuheng regained his spirit, put his arm on the former, and said sincerely, "I will work hard."

"..." Wen Zecheng suddenly had the illusion of being a bully.

The lights around the stage dimmed, leaving only one beam falling from overhead, hitting the two people who were embracing each other.Under the bright white light beam, even the fine dust floating and circling can be seen clearly.

They didn't look at each other, they both turned their heads in the same direction, their chins raised slightly, as arrogant as a king patrolling the territory.

At the judges' table, Jin Zhiyao couldn't help but shine——

Two beautiful men, so seductive!

On the online video, the barrage was empty for a few seconds, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Wen Zecheng's rare dance show.

This time there is Wen Zecheng on the stage, and they can no longer be allowed to accompany them backstage.As soon as the music sounded, several beams of lights spread out from the center to the two sides.

At the same time, their feet moved.

Tighten your stomach, take a step, and stretch your legs.The lively and bouncing background music set off the two sharp-edged figures on the stage. Wen Zezhen's footsteps were steady, his eyes were like a bamboo, and he turned around with a sense of calmness, abruptly jumping out of a sense of high-level.

On the other hand, Rong Yuheng, with the background music, he seems to have given wings to his dreams, and his whole body floats with his soul...

His "Gone with the Wind" is really a "Gone with the Wind" in physics.

No matter how steady and calm Wen Zecheng was, Rong Yuheng could hold onto his arms and jump and roll around beside him, and even put his legs on the latter's waist to spin around his body.

Qiao Tan, "Hahahahahahaha!!!"

Qiao Tan felt that although Wen Zezhen looked unsmiling, he had a very good heart, so he didn't throw Rong Yuheng out just like that.

After the barrage was silent for a moment, it seemed like a volcano erupted:

"Hahahahahahahaha I burst out laughing!"

"I used to be very jealous of this player, but now I choose to sympathize with Wen Zecheng!"

"Hahahahahaha the key is that they danced separately, and they both danced so seriously that they were drunk..."

"My brother Cheng has been innocent for more than [-] years, and since then there has been black material/doge..."

After the song was over, Wen Zerong supported Rong Yuheng's lower back, and the latter obediently fell down, pointing one leg high into the sky!

The pose is set for three seconds, and the performance is over.As soon as Wen Zerong raised his palm, Rong Yuheng used his strength to support himself, and the two stood still in place, their chests rose and fell slightly, and they were both panting.

Rong Yuheng's panting was mainly due to his tiredness. He spun, jumped, and circled his body on the stage. The physical exertion was too great.

Wen Zecheng was different, he was mainly trapped.

Rong Yuheng's legs were clamped around his waist and turned around. If it wasn't for his good physical strength, he might have lost his breath right now.

Song Tang took the lead in applauding, "Wonderful..." After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, and then restrained his expression reservedly, "Thank you to our teacher Wen, and thank you to contestant No. 13 Rong Yuheng. Please step down have a rest."

Wen Zezhen nodded, and was about to take a step when he saw the young man beside him bowed to him, his eyes filled with admiration,

"Ms. Wen has good physical strength, and she dances really hard!"

Qiao Tan didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and joked, "Teacher Wen is not a few years older than you kids, but he just became famous earlier."

Jin Zhiyao was inexplicably caught by the connotation of the phrase "good physical strength", and smiled with his mouth pursed.

The camera at the scene just caught her, and the barrage was full of hilarity again:

"Sister Jin's smile is my smile now."

"It seems that I'm not the only one who thinks the phrase 'good stamina' is terrible, this player is really funny, TMD..."

However, both parties were unaware that after Rong Yuheng stepped down from the stage, he returned to the waiting hall. As soon as he came out, almost half of the contestants in the hall turned their eyes to him.

Zou Yi ran over holding his hat in shock, "You...you danced a tango with the actor!"

Rong Yuheng took the hat and thanked him, then asked, "How do you know?"

"After you went up, I turned on my phone to watch the live broadcast. Damn...you are really awesome."

Rong Yuheng got the compliment and reciprocated, "Fortunately, you are also very good at grabbing land with your head."

Zou Yi reluctantly held back his complaints about the former's wording, shook his head and explained, "This is not the same kind of awesomeness, mine is technical, and yours is..." He searched for the wording in his mind,

"Devastating."

"........."

After confirming that she passed the primary election, there was no need for Rong Yuheng to stay here and wait for the result.After bidding farewell to Zou Yi, he returned to his temporary residence - the villa of his dog friend Lu Mingxuan.

Lu Mingxuan had been waiting at the gate early, and when he saw Rong Yuheng yelling, he rushed up with a thunderbolt,

"Damn it, you can actually dance tango! How dare you dance tango! How dare you drag Wen Zecheng to dance tango!"

Rong Yuheng watched Lu Mingxuan beating and beating helplessly, as if tolerating a mentally handicapped person.

After the latter had vented enough, the two calmed down and communicated in the category of human beings.

Lu Mingxuan led Rong Yuheng into the house, "When did you learn tango? My friend hasn't seen you perform for us for so many years."

Rong Yuheng was silent for two seconds, "Why should I perform this kind of thing for you?"

"……Too."

Rong Yuheng took off his shirt while entering the living room, his graceful shoulder blades shrugged twice, revealing a clean and flexible back,

"It's too hot, I'm going to take a shower first."

"You go, I ordered takeaway, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Don't be too dry, I'm thirsty."

"to make."

After a while, Rong Yuheng took a shower and changed his clothes. The two of them ate takeaway food together, and Lu Mingxuan slumped on the sofa to search for audition information.

"You're really lucky. You happened to meet Wen Zezheng to give away your mobile phone, and you danced with him. Now it's all over Weibo."

Rong Yuheng's expression was shy, but his eyes were full of shamelessness, "It's okay, it's okay, it deserves its name."

Lu Mingxuan closed his eyes fiercely, not wanting to see his face, "You haven't said when you learned tango and can sing bel canto."

"When I was studying abroad, I was taught in music class." Rong Yuheng was tired when he mentioned this, "I am really a Buddha, and our school is too strict, no matter the professional courses or elective courses. Bel Canto thought he could skip class because he was unpopular."

"Little idiot, it's easier to escape if there are more people in the popular class."

Rong Yuheng lowered his head and wiped his tears, complaining to himself, "I'm still too naive..."

After passing the initial test, a text message was sent to notify me the next day.

In the second round of assessment, all the contestants who passed the preliminary round had to participate in a two-month training camp, during which they were constantly eliminated and selected.

"At least you don't have to worry about accommodation." Rong Yuheng turned to Lu Mingxuan and said, "I will leave for City C in three days, and the next meeting will be two months later."

Lu Mingxuan came over and glanced at the message, "Isn't two months the total time?"

Rong Yuheng felt that Lu Mingxuan really didn't understand him too much, it was a waste of their friends for so many years, and they were unwilling to give even such a little confidence.Really stingy.

"Stupid, I won't be eliminated."

"Rong Yuheng." Lu Mingxuan called out suddenly and seriously.

Rong Yuheng looked up at him, "Huh?"

"Wen Zecheng has good arm strength, doesn't he?"

"what?"

"One tango will let you float to the present."

"..."

Rong Yuheng felt that he didn't love her so much. This grandson not only didn't believe in him, but even attacked him personally.He didn't bother to explain, he just turned his head to pack his luggage, preparing to go to the training camp in a few days.

After the first primary election, Rong Yuheng already had a small group of fans on the Internet who became fans of him.

After all, a good-looking and funny entertainer is really a treasure in the entertainment industry, not to mention that he is brave enough to hold the actor's waist in circles.

"You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers." Lu Mingxuan couldn't bear the loneliness, Rong Yuheng ignored him, and he could make a nagging voice by himself, "You dare to share the stage with someone like Wen Zecheng , aren't you afraid of being torn apart by his fans?"

Rong Yuheng sighed, "This is a society ruled by law."

Most verbal criticism nothing more.

As Lu Mingxuan said, the power of fans should not be underestimated with top traffic like Wen Zecheng.

However, what was unexpected was that this time Wen Zecheng was forced to open for business. Except for someone who whispered "Is the 13th going to rub off on our Brother Cheng's popularity?", the rest of the fans responded surprisingly well, and some even publicly thanked Rong. Yuheng.

"If it weren't for this brother, I would never have been able to see the beautiful picture of our brother Cheng dancing tango in this life."

"Although Brother Cheng didn't raise his ass, I imagined that scene. I was laughed at, thank you."

"There's no need for conspiracy theories. The audition has been more than halfway through, and many people are beginning to feel fatigued. At this time, there has to be a breaking point. Teacher Qiao proposed to be on the same stage just to adjust the atmosphere."

Then someone from several major fan groups raised their voices to remind,

"Don't attack amateur players! We 'Thousand Layers' must maintain our status as a high-quality fan group in the entertainment industry. If the other party has done nothing wrong, don't play the rhythm, otherwise it will be discredited to Brother Cheng."

"That's right, the little brother on the 13th is quite cute. We 'Thousand Layers' can boast but not scold, lest others say that we are small."

Wen Zecheng's fan group is called "Thousand Layers", which is a homonym for "Qiancheng".The protagonist became famous early, has a good reputation in the industry, and seldom interacts with fans, relying on each work to accumulate popularity.There are also managers in the fan club to maintain order, so Wen Zecheng's fans are basically chasing stars rationally.

The conversations inside the fan group are unknown to outsiders, but the mixed messages on Weibo still remain.

Rong Yuheng never cared about the comments on the Internet, but Lu Mingxuan was worried, flipping through hot searches, "You have to be careful when you go to the training camp this time. Among the players who passed the initial test, your voice is not high but your popularity is not low. Don't let anyone envy you."

Rong Yuheng pursed her lips, "Blame me for being too beautiful."

Lu Ming choked for a moment, and then said earnestly, "You're already a sucker, but you still want to be the first bird. I heard that some people in the industry will do anything to make their debut. If someone targets you..."

"It's okay." Rong Yuheng withdrew his small mouth, and pulled out the warm and smooth Guanyin jade from his collar.

Lu Mingxuan focused his eyes, "You want to pray for the blessing of the Buddha again?"

Rong Yuheng shook his head lightly, "Begging for help is worse than helping yourself."

As he spoke, he raised his chin and looked into the distance. The bright and bright light of the crystal lamp above his head reflected on his face, revealing a trace of piety and Buddha-nature.

"I will save him."

"..."