Cannon fodder is always forced to become a group favorite

Geng Yan was about to go mad with anger: "Who the hell do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to accept it or not?"

Yun You said leisurely: "He insisted on apologizing, and I didn't force it. Then it's up to me whether I accept his apology or not."

It seems that there is nothing wrong with the logic?

People looked at each other.

When Geng Yan wanted to say something more, a cool voice interjected: "Are you bullying again?"

This familiar voice, familiar words, the audience was suffocated.

The expressions of Geng Yan and Qi Caifan suddenly became dumb, and they turned their heads stiffly.

I saw Ling Xiaoxing standing outside the crowd, with his arms folded, his often-bent spring breeze smiling eyes were filled with ice at this moment, his lips were flattened, and his face was expressionless, obviously he was in a bad mood.

Ling Xiaoxing had just said a few words with the chief director, but when he returned to the backstage, he ran into this scene.

The six people in Group 1 surrounded Yun You Tuan in the middle, and the other players were scattered around, looking at this side with open or dark eyes, and the remaining members of Group 14 shrank far away in the corner.

Floating with all kinds of appearances, there are sarcasm, indifference, sarcasm, and faint worries that dare not reveal it.

No one stood side by side with Yunyou, only he was alone, as lonely as Feihong who was about to fall into many traps.

Hearing Ling Xiaoxing's words, Yunyou raised his head and looked over, a faint surprise flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash, and he returned to his original calmness.

It seemed that he was used to this kind of scene, and he had no expectations for anyone to stand by his side, but the sudden appearance of a person surprised him.

After the accident, it was calm again. This time someone was willing to stand up for him, but the next time is still unknown, so I still don't have such vague expectations.

Ling Xiaoxing was just mildly displeased at first, but suddenly he was disturbed by this look in his eyes.

"You are trainees, not torn students." Ling Xiaoxing looked around and said coldly, "If you don't want to practice, just get out."

His voice was not loud, and it couldn't be called too harsh, but it made the hearts of everyone present suspend. Many people lowered their heads and dared not meet his eyes.

Ling Xiaoxing stepped forward, and the members of the first group who had surrounded Yunyou in the middle were overwhelmed by his aura and involuntarily made way for him.

He went straight to Yunyou, stretched his hand over his shoulder and walked towards the place where the 14th group was.

Passing by the cameraman while walking, without stopping, he coldly dropped two words: "Delete."

The cameraman couldn't help shaking, and hurriedly responded.

Until the two of them left, no one dared to speak, and they dispersed after a while, not even daring to discuss in a low voice.

Back in Group 14, Ling Xiaoxing asked, "Is this how you take care of the new members?"

None of the five had the courage to face Ling Xiaoxing's questioning, Yunyou patted his arm, calmed down and said: "Okay, I let them come here first, they are still young, don't get into these things."

Ling Xiaoxing asked back: "Aren't you young?"

Yunyou shrugged: "Of course, I'm going to be the father of the first group."

Ling Xiaoxing's original anger was lost by his gag, and the five older boys became a little speechless seeing Ling Xiaoxing's expression, and they were slightly relieved.

"If you encounter this kind of thing again in the future, you can go directly to the director," Ling Xiaoxing said, "They usually just watch from the sidelines, and they are happy to see you making conflicts to heat up the show. If you directly poke them in front of them, they won't just sit back and watch. "

The five nodded in haste. Yunyou obviously found it difficult to accept this kind of small-talking behavior, and under Ling Xiaoxing's silent pressure, he also nodded reluctantly.

At this time, the field manager came over and said cautiously: "Well, are you ready to go on stage? After the first group is over, it will be you."

Yun You broke the still stiff atmosphere and said, "Let's go, let's see how the first group is doing."

Group 1, as a group with almost all A's, attracted the attention of other groups, and everyone went to the auditorium to see how the rehearsal was going.

When the camp appeared, Xue Yiding asked in surprise, "Qi Caifan is the C position?"

Liang Yuan was also unbelievable: "I thought they were joking about making Qi Caifan the C position, but it turned out to be true?"

How could he actually self-destruct his future for his sweetheart?

It was the first time Yunyou had seen the power of dog licking, and he was a little impressed.

Group 1 performed very well as a whole, the song did not undergo major changes, and the dance was good. Unfortunately, the performance level of Qi Caifan, who is in the C position of Class C, can only be said to be barely passable.

Wu Linjie, the dance instructor, raised the microphone, paused, and said with a smile: "Your overall stage performance is very impressive, but there may be some places that are not very prominent, but they are also great."

Group 1 was a bit disappointed, and was still waiting for the next tutor's comment with full expectation.

Vocal music instructor Song Yin is an important figure in the Chinese music scene. She has won several Golden Melody Awards for Best Female Singer. She concentrates on her career and keeps a low profile. show.

Song Yin asked: "Qi Caifan, you are still C, right?"

Qi Caifan raised a bright smile and said, "Yes."

Song Yin has a straight temper, disdain those twists and turns, and said bluntly: "I can't see it, I don't know what your selection criteria for the C position is, but in terms of voice, Qi Caifan's tone is neither special nor breathy. smooth."

"I remember when I watched your performance a few days ago, I said that Qi Caifan is not suitable to be the C position, and I don't know the reason why your group insists." After she finished speaking, she glanced at them and put down Microphone, no more words.

A few words froze the atmosphere.

Qi Caifan couldn't hold back her smile, and Geng Yan couldn't see what he wanted to say. At this time, star producer Ning Zhengxuan picked up the microphone: "There are indeed some shortcomings, but there is also a lot of room for improvement. I believe you will be able to show tomorrow." A better stage is coming, come on."

Qi Caifan forced a smile and bowed to the four tutors: "Thank you teachers."

The five people stepped down one by one, and Qi Caifan said frustratedly: "I'm sorry, I dragged you down."

Geng Yan was in a bad mood but still grabbed his shoulders and said, "What is this? Didn't Teacher Ning say that you still have a lot of room for improvement?"

Others in the group also comforted each other.A boy named Kong Ping saw the 14 groups coming from the other side of the stage, hesitantly asked: "Shall we stay and watch their performance?"

Li Menghui said disgustedly: "What's so interesting about a group of trash's performance? Anyway, they will be eliminated tomorrow."

One or two people in the group originally wanted to see it, but after listening to his words and looking at Geng Yan who patronized and coaxed Qi Caifan, they had no choice but to follow.

Just when they were about to walk out of the studio, they heard the music playing behind them, and cheers broke out immediately. Kong Ping couldn't help but look back, and Geng Yan said with a blank expression: "If you want to see it so much, why don't you go and watch it?"

Kong Ping waved his hand: "No, no, no."

While continuing to practice dance in the background, some contestants came back from the studio and commented: "My God, I didn't expect them to perform so well. It's obvious that they didn't look so good when the instructor saw the training results a few days ago..."

"Yes, the stage effect is really good." The person who answered the call couldn't help raising his voice when he saw Group 1, "Even Teacher Song Yin and Wu Linjie are full of praise."

Geng Yan's face was a bit ugly, Zhang Yue said: "Those two are from Class D, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Geng Yan snorted, and continued to guide and correct Qi Caifan's movements.

At first, the members of group 1 dismissed this kind of comment, thinking it was a group of poor students who just wanted to anger them. As a result, almost every contestant who came back from the studio was talking about the performance of group 14, and they were all overwhelmingly unbelievable. praise.

Everyone in group 1 became uneasy, and Kong Ping couldn't help asking: "Is the performance of group 14 really that good?"

"I think it's so good, if you have the ability to go and see it!?" Geng Yan said with a dark face.

No matter what Kong Ping said, he belonged to Class A, and because of Geng Yan's status as a rich second generation, he swallowed his anger. Now that he was attacked one after another, he became rebellious in an instant, and left with the sentence "just look at it".

The few remaining people looked at each other, and Geng Yan, who was already in a bad mood, said even more irritatedly: "Don't practice so much, go wherever you like!"

After speaking, he took the lead in dragging Qi Caifan away.

The captain and the C position are gone, so why practice?

The rest of the people also left in a huff.

Geng Yan took Qi Caifan away in a fit of anger, but calmed down on the way back to the dormitory.

How can I say that he is also the captain of Team 1, is it not good to leave the team members behind?

Moreover, there is not much time left for them for the performance tomorrow, and if the 14 groups really perform so well, shouldn't they step up their training?Wouldn't it be embarrassing if tomorrow was really no match?

Messy thoughts surfaced, and Geng Yan became more and more upset, and even started to perfunctory Qi Caifan, which is rare for him.

Returning to his dormitory in a hurry, he wanted to watch the 14th group performance video but couldn't hold back his face. He spun around like ants on a hot pot for several times, and finally picked up his phone as if he made up his mind.

He found a few contestants with a decent relationship on WeChat, and asked seemingly unintentionally: [Then what, what do you think of the performances of the 14 groups? 】

[Contestant A: Didn't you watch it?You haven't seen such an exciting stage?Wow, that's such a pity, even the instructors are full of praise! 】

Geng Yan became even more irritable, so he simply went to find another one: 【Have you recorded the video of group 14? 】

[Contestant B: Damn, don’t mention it, I also regret it. Why didn’t such a wonderful performance be recorded? I asked around and didn’t take a picture.Why don't you ask the PD to download the video? 】

Geng Yan flatly refused: 【The program crew is basically from Ling Xiaoxing, how could it be possible for me? 】

[Player B: Then there is no way~]

Geng Yan stared at the tilde, really wanting to hit someone, took a few deep breaths and endured it.

After several hours of idling in the empty dormitory, Geng Yan finally couldn't help getting up and going to the practice room. While walking on the road, he called his team members to gather for training, but no one answered him.

Geng Yan was still wondering what was going on, but when he pushed open the door of the practice room, he bumped into a member of Group 1.

They were rehearsing while watching 14 sets of rehearsal videos that they did not know where to get.

Even Qi Caifan came secretly behind his back.

The five people, except him, were neat and talking and laughing.

The scene suddenly became awkward, and Geng Yan's face completely darkened.The five looked at each other, and it was Qi Caifan who came out in the end, forced a smile, and said, "Brother Geng Yan, are you here? I think you are in a bad mood, so I want you to calm down. Let's rehearse first."

Seeing that Geng Yan's face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot, Qi Caifan said cautiously, "How about we go together?"

Geng Yan felt that he was the stupidest person in the world.

His team members were talking about 14 groups of garbage while secretly watching their video rehearsal.It's like a buddy who agreed to skip class and go to an Internet cafe together, but was afraid of being caught by the dean, and left him and ran back to class alone!

Surrounded by cameras, the veins on Geng Yan's forehead burst out, he gritted his teeth so as not to swear, he said "yes" twice, and finally took two steps back, slamming the door and leaving.

The four of them were embarrassed and didn't know what to do, they all looked at Qi Caifan.

Qi Caifan shrugged regretfully, and said, "Since Brother Geng Yan is unwilling to join, then we have no choice but to continue rehearsing."

He smiled sweetly, clasped his hands together, and said mischievously: "Please brothers, please help me point out where I am wrong~"

Seeing Qi Caifan's bright smile as if nothing had happened, the four of them all got goosebumps for some reason.

The night before the performance is destined to be a sleepless night for many contestants. Top students are worried about whether they can perform normally, while underachievers are afraid that tomorrow may be their last stage.

Time will not stop because of anyone's subjective consciousness, and finally it is time for the performance.

Early in the morning, the contestants got up, changed into stage costumes, and took care of their makeup and hair. They were very nervous and eager to try.

The 14th group was the second appearance. When they were in the background, all the contestants watched the simultaneous broadcast of the performance in one room, and the instructors recorded in another room.

The host of this performance is also a popular niche. On the big screen, as soon as he appeared on the stage, it caused the screams of a thousand live judges.

The camera swept across the densely packed audience below. Many trainees present had never seen this battle before, so they couldn't help being a little stage frightened.

Xue Yiding was so nervous that he hiccupped. Liang Yuan scolded him for being worthless, and shook his legs, shaking the whole row of chairs; Go to the toilet.

Ling Xiaoxing was very serious at first, but seeing their embarrassment, it was rare for him to laugh out loud: "Isn't it just a performance, as for?"

"What if we lose and get eliminated..." Xue Yiding said worriedly.

"What's the matter?" Yun You said while pressing his injured ankle lightly, "It's just that one road is blocked, and we have to explore another road hard."

"Then what if you can't find it all the time?" Liang Yuan asked.

Yunyou thought for a while and said, "Although it's vulgar to say it, your hard work will eventually be seen by the public one day."

In fact, after saying this, Yunyou himself didn't have much confidence. In his previous life, he fell out with his parents and went to study musical theater stubbornly, and then changed his career to become an actor. He didn't make it through until his death.

But if you don't even give yourself such a small hope, then why was the word dream created?

"We won't be eliminated." Ling Xiaoxing said suddenly.

All six of them turned their heads and looked over.

Amidst the noise and under the camera, Ling Xiaoxing looked calm and said firmly, "I have confidence in you."

Just a few words, but let the restless people calm down immediately, stop thinking about it, and concentrate on recharging their energy.

Yunyou couldn't help but glance at Ling Xiaoxing.

This person seems to have a natural leadership ability, which can make people surrender willingly.

The host first introduced the voting rules for this performance. After the warm-up session, he smiled and said, "Then, let's greet the members of the first group with cheers!"

Amidst the cheers and cheers, the members of group 1 came on stage one by one, introduced their team briefly, and then began to perform.

The strength of Group 1 is unquestionable, but others still saw something strange.

Rap instructor Lin Chang said "Hey", "Why do I feel that their performance this time is different from yesterday's?"

Dance Instructor Wu Linjie: "There is a change in the formation?"

Song Yin, the music instructor, said coolly: "It's not that the formation has changed, it's that the others are farther away from Geng Yan."

After what she said, several other people looked carefully, and as expected, the other team members kept a subtle distance from him.Although it's not very far away, if it affects the whole body, the integrity of the entire team will be destroyed.

There are even obvious deviations in a few moves.

Ning Zhengxuan, who was always talking and laughing, frowned when he saw this scene.

Not only the instructor, but also the trainees also noticed something strange, and whispered to each other: "What's going on? Didn't you do well during the practice yesterday?"

In fact, during the dance, Geng Yan felt faintly that his group's votes this time would not be too high, and felt a little guilty.

But after the end, he went to the backstage screen and watched the 14 groups on the stage, and he regained his confidence.

The worst level of their group can score 80 points.

Even if the 14 teams perform exceptionally well, with so many people behind the wheel, they will still be eliminated if they can't rank past 60 through online and on-site voting.

Especially Yunyou, who ranked 99th in online voting, was absolutely impossible not to be eliminated.

With all his plans in mind, he watched the performances of 14 groups with his team members.

"Next, let us welcome "Natural" brought by the 14 groups——!"

Compared with the super-popular group 1, the cheers of group 14 were much smaller after they took the stage. The camera swept across the audience, most of their expressions were indifferent, and there were very few support cards belonging to them.

Such an obvious contrast inevitably caused a gap in the minds of the 14 boys, but they cheered up and faced the thousand audience with impeccable smiles.

All the lights suddenly went out, and the venue was plunged into darkness.

The audience was a little surprised. Just as they were looking around anxiously, there was a misty singing sound, like a siren singing, luring and bewildering the sailors on the way.

In the darkness, a beam of faint blue light suddenly fell, illuminating the young man standing with his head bowed in the center of the stage.

In the rising and rolling clouds, Yun You wore a black suit, with his legs spread apart, staring at the endless distance, and sang: "Well, you hold the line.

Whenever everyone of them is giving up or giving in, tell me.

In this house of mine."

His voice was lazy and full of magnetism. As soon as he opened his mouth, he caught the ears of all the audience in an instant.

Everyone, including Geng Yan, widened their eyes in shock.

How could Yunyou sing so well? ?

He stretched out his hand, then slowly retracted it, as if he wanted to grab something out of reach, but finally gave up: "Nothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, tell me.

Will the stars align? "

Where I am, everything happens for a reason, so tell me,

When the hand of God intervenes, can our sins be redeemed?

Just as he kept asking himself, the drumbeat continued to intensify, and when it was about to climb to the top, all the instruments suddenly stopped!

The audience choked for breath and suffered a cardiac arrest.

Yun You suddenly raised his head, the flames in his eyes leaped suddenly, as if they were about to burn the thousand-year-old glacier.

But I have no scruples, because the country I built will stand forever!

"clang--!"

With the sound of the piano falling heavily, the lights of the audience suddenly turned on, illuminating six figures with broad shoulders and long legs, standing with their backs.

The lights changed, and Liu Dao, who was dressed in a black dress, sang in a low voice: "That'sthepriceyoupay——"

This is the price you have to pay.

Stop dwelling on the heartbreak of the moment, stop running like prey, raise your shotgun, and aim at your prey.

Now you are standing on the edge of the cliff, the darkness is chasing after you, one step forward is the abyss.

But you have to hold your head up.

The camera quickly swept across the stage from left to right. Ling Xiaoxing's eyes were like a wolf's and a tiger's, staring at the prey, and he tore off the tightly buttoned suit and dress, and stepped out.

What is sin, what is decency, what is humanity?

At this moment, they all turned into powders sent down by the sky!

Intense drumbeats wrapped in angry voices, swept the audience instantly: "Faceup'causeyou'rea——Natural!"

Because of you, nature is like this!

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The whole audience screamed and jumped up, their eyes flashed with fanaticism, all the support signs and banners were thrown on the ground, and the whole world was left behind, only the square inch on the stage was where their beliefs were. .

The lights blurred and changed, and the seven black figures followed the fierce beats and drums, with every movement and every look, bursting out with amazing majestic momentum, like the throne of gods falling into the abyss, and like demons eager to redeem themselves.

This is their cry.

their nature.

In the blazing flames of the audience, Yunyou raised the microphone, and his cold white fingers slowly brushed over the mole on the right cheek, like an unmelting glacier in Antarctica.

Thousands of people prostrate and ten thousand worship, but he sits alone on the throne, rebirth and decay are all in his mind.

"Deep inside me, I'm fading to black, I'm fading."

The depths of my heart are being engulfed by black erosion bit by bit.

Not even a vow made with the blood on my hands can change all this.

The deep and melancholy voice gradually calmed down the fanatical people just now, and they were also infected by this eternal sorrow.

Yunyou slowly raised his hand, as if in a trance, he wanted to pick off a budding rose, or someone's head.

I can feel where the ending is going.

With us at the helm, I swear I'll make it.

His hands tightened suddenly, the whole world was nothing more than a mustard seed, a drop in his palm.

Desperate to succeed,

I will do whatever it takes to succeed!

"I'm gonna make it—!"

The mighty angry sound was like a tsunami, each beat was stronger than the last, and the waves were higher than the waves. What kind of heaven, what kind of grave, were all swallowed up by the huge waves!

All spectators willingly became sacrifices to the tsunami.

Screaming, difficulty breathing, rushing adrenaline, blood rushing to the brain, bizarre lights.

Everything is dazzling.

It wasn't until the music suddenly stopped and the lights stopped suddenly that they slowly pulled out of that crazy and dazed state.

ended?

The seven teenagers lined up in a row, facing the audience, and bowed obediently.

The hoarseness just now seemed to have never existed, only the sweaty face proved that it was not an illusion.

The host was also shocked by this atmosphere, and was relieved for a while, but the shock was still lingering: "...Now, please publish your group's canvassing declaration."

The seven raised their heads, and the boy's sweat-washed eyes became brighter, and even the dazzling lights were overshadowed.

They said in unison: "Hi everyone, we are, No.14 group!"