After I became popular with my face, I made my debut in C position

"LY Entertainment Mu Lin, your grade is—"

After the deliberations of the three instructors were over, Feng Qingfeng raised his head holding Mu Lin's deliberation sheet.

Mu Lin lowered his eyelashes, and held the microphone loosely with his slender hand, looking at him, waiting for a result that belonged to him with a face full of indifference.

Feng Qingfeng suddenly remembered the screenshot of "Red Screen Window" that went viral on the Internet.

He was playing with the blood-stained dagger, the tip of the knife could barely pass between his fingers, the sharp blade was invisible, and every inch of the slender fingers was beautiful.

At that time, he was thinking about what it would be like if the person on the screen appeared on the stage.

Feng Qingfeng withdrew his thoughts.

The boy in front of him was still lazily standing in front of him, his handsome facial features were more eye-catching than those in the movie, and his facial features were wild, and when he looked down at people, his eyes were loose and aggressive.

Feng Qingfeng changed the subject and asked him, "What level do you think you will be?"

Mu Lin raised his eyebrows, without thinking: "F."

Feng Qingfeng was taken aback: "..."

It's not his style to be so modest.

Zhuang Kexu on the side couldn't hold back, straightened up and said, "Are you kidding?"

"Yeah." Mu Lin tilted his head and smiled, "Not like it?"

"..." Zhuang Kexu spread his hands, his face full of black question marks, "Who would joke with such a serious tone like yours!"

Mu Lin shrugged indifferently: "Improve next time."

Feng Qingfeng smiled softly, stood up and handed a piece of Huang Cancan's commentary to Mu Lin: "Let's have a look."

Mu Lin reached out to take it: "Thank you PD."

He flipped over with his fingertips, and the results of the review came into view.

Feng Qingfeng smiled and asked, "Did you see clearly?"

Mu Lin nodded.

"Please go to the corresponding ranking area to choose your favorite position."

Mu Lin thanked him, and bowed to the instructor's seat again.Everyone watched him turn around and walk towards the huge tower-shaped qualifying area.

"Don't tell me straight, this is still a suspense!!"

"No, do you think this is really suspenseful..."

"I think he could be an S—if he had the grade. But no, it should be an A?"

"Ah, absolutely, he's too steady!"

Mu Lin stood at the bottom of the pyramid, climbing layer by layer.

The players who were sitting lazily before all straightened their backs when he passed by, as if a little animal had encountered a natural enemy that was approaching every step of the way.

Countless people's eyes were on him.

Without squinting, Mu Lin walked up step by step.

"Ah, I'm more nervous than him..."

"Where will he go?"

"C...C position?"

C of course.

Mu Lin stood at the top of the pyramid and looked at the magnificent and beautiful seat.After a long while, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he turned and sat down.

Sitting in the highest, largest, and most glorious position in the audience, he casually turned the ring on his finger around, then glanced at the camera next to him, raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "The angle of view is good, I like it."

The camera teacher dedicatedly held the camera with a wooden face, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "..."

Fart.

……

The contestants performed one after another, and the time passed by every minute.

"How many people are still not on stage?"

"I'm so sleepy..."

The contestants sitting below Mu Lin yawned and chatted.

If you listen carefully, you will find that there are continuous yawns everywhere in the huge infield.

Performances, additional tests, reviews, and rest, all these time add up to make the night darker and thicker.The place that was previously noisy due to the growing number of people is now quite quiet.

If you pay attention, you may still hear a little snoring and lip smacking, as if everyone doesn't care about the cameras in front of them.

There's no way, I'm really sleepy and I can't hold on.

Mu Lin was also sleepy, holding his head in a lack of energy, and his ears caught some indistinct words.

"The seats seem to be almost full."

"Then there should only be one or two left?"

"There's only one left, from Area F... Hey, hasn't that Feng Xu come up yet?"

"Who?"

Hearing Feng Xu's name, Mu Lin slightly opened his eyes and looked down.

"Feng Xu, don't you know Feng Xu? I heard it's the ceiling of this season!"

"Didn't I hear that it was Qi Dong'an..."

"Well, they were reported together."

During the discussion, the stage lights suddenly brightened.

A slender figure came out from the entrance passage and stood in the center of the stage.

"Hello tutors, I'm Feng Xu."

The voice is low but not muddy, magnetic and gentle.He stood upright, and the folds of his ironed shirt were exquisite, like an elegant and humble gentleman in the middle ages.

The instructors exchanged a few pleasantries as usual, and then let him start the stage.

A young man in a simple white shirt and trousers stood in the center of the stage, and the stage light shone softly on him.He lowered his eyes, held the Limai and made a soft tone.

He sang in some unknown language.

It is only at this time that people can realize more deeply that what cannot be conveyed by language, music can.

—Quiet, mysterious, and lonely.

"hiss……"

Someone couldn't help hissing a little, and quickly covered his mouth in the silence of the audience.

How to describe this sound?

As if through the wheat through the barrier, falling into the heart like a shooting star dragging a beautiful halo.

The ears are fascinated by the sound, the brain goes into a shutdown, and the eyes just know not to take their eyes off.

Mu Lin's eyelashes drooped slightly, and it was undeniable that the beating heart in his chest showed signs of speeding up.

The sound is too simple.

... As soon as he spoke, no one was willing to waste time on sleep.

It took a long while for Feng Xu's tail voice to slow down and finish singing, before Mu Lin finally realized that a song ended like this.

He fixed his eyes on the stage for a while, and found that Feng Xu was on stage without glasses.

...this is much more pleasing to the eye.

He tapped casually on the armrest with his fingertips, thinking.

"Oh my god... this voice, this singing skill is indeed a professional..."

"It sounds so good!!!"

"It's so strong, vocal is top notch in our season, right?"

"If he gets A, he will definitely have to battle later, I don't know who he will choose..."

Listening to him sing is a wordless treat.

It was not a bursting singing voice, not a sensational style of music, but he sang the bass, as if he sang a river flowing under the moonlight.

Mu Lin half-closed his eyes and looked down, and the person below happened to look up.

Another stare at each other.

Looking down from a height, the spotlight hit Feng Xu's head.Holding Limai, his body seemed to be covered with silvery moonlight, and every strand of his hair was filled with quiet light.

After a while, Feng Xu smiled at him and nodded as a gesture.

Mu Lin propped his head up and raised his brows, a half-smile.

After the instructor's review, Feng Qingfeng announced the result: "Personal trainee Feng Xu, your review result is—"

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