"Personal trainee Feng Xu, your evaluation result is A."

Feng Xu took the review form from him.

"Trainee Feng Xu, please go to the corresponding qualifying area to choose a position." Feng Qingfeng looked towards the qualifying area and said, "The current area A is full, you can choose any player across the boundary for 1v1 battle, and the other party has no right to refuse."

The so-called cross-border means that even if you are in charge of vocals, you can also choose to take on rap or dance roles that are not good at vocal music.As long as you choose, the other party has no right to refuse.

This is a flaw in the system, but it is also a point of view that is deliberately exposed.

After all—only a scumbag would choose an opponent who isn't evenly matched.

Feng Xu heard the words and looked up.

Of course, Mu Lin sitting in the C position is the most eye-catching.

He was sitting in the golden position C, with his hands folded, and his stern and domineering aura really turned this place into a throne that ordinary people couldn't reach.

He was dressed in black and red shades.

Her hair, eyebrows, eyelash feathers and eyeballs are all dark black, but her complexion is so cold and fair.He looks like a work of art that is as perfect as someone else's, but he is not fragile at all. Basically, as soon as people's eyes are lifted up for a glance, all attention is plundered by him forcefully.

Feng Qingfeng said immediately: "Of course, you can also choose not to battle."

Feng Xu turned his gaze to look at him.

"You can give up your status in Area A—there is one last place in Area F."

"Who would do that..."

"If I get an A, I will definitely battle!"

"Maybe Feng Xu is different? He is so strong, he has the strength of Class A. Does it matter if he is in Class F or not?"

Feng Xu nodded his thanks to the mentor seat, then walked up from the bottom of the pyramid step by step, his eyes fixed on Mu Lin in the center.

"No way..." Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"He wants to challenge Mu Lin??"

"How to challenge vocal and rap?"

"—Now it's something to watch!!"

"Battle! Battle!!"

Living up to everyone's expectations, Feng Xu slowly stood in front of C Mu Lin.

Many people sweated for them.

Mu Lin still sat in a lazy and domineering posture.He didn't stand up in a hurry, but raised his eyes and looked Feng Xu carefully from head to toe.

The tall and tall man was dressed in the simplest attire.

White shirt, black trousers.Not even a brooch, but it doesn't feel shabby at all.

The button was buttoned under the top Adam's apple, the meticulous rigor coupled with his calm and self-sustaining demeanor, really... abstinence enough.

Mu Lin curled his lips into a smile, narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "It looks good with the glasses off."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Feng Xu smiled, his red phoenix eyes were amber, and the light fell into his eyes as soon as he hit them.A warm color, soft and tight.A small mole under the right eye is just right, adding a lot of cold distance.

Mu Lin raised his eyebrows: "No thanks."

They are silent again.

Seeing that he didn't move or speak, Mu Lin took the initiative to speak and asked, "Do you want a battle?"

Feng Xu shook his head.

No battle? ?

Not only was there a commotion about the rankings, but even Mu Lin was surprised.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, his messy hair blocked his eyes, but his provocative aura was not blocked at all: "If you don't fight, what are you doing here?"

Feng Xu just looked at him like he was watching a child messing around, the corners of his mouth raised a little, especially gentle: "Come and see you."

Mu Lin chuckled lightly, pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, and narrowed his eyes.

I have to admit that he was really upset at this time.

He likes head-to-head toughness the most.

A man's battle should be a collision of flesh and blood, not this kind of punch that feels like it's stuck in cotton.

Being easily unloaded made Mu Lin feel a little overwhelmed - I believe that anyone who is used to dominance would hate this feeling.

Feng Xu looked at him for a while, smiled again, and stretched out his hand to him: "Shake hands?"

Mu Lin's eyes moved down, and he looked at the hand with clear and beautiful palm lines in front of him.

It's not that he is worried.

It's just that when he saw this man's eyes, he always felt that he might be deceitful.

After a while, Mu Lin stood up and reached out to give him a firm handshake.

He swore that he had used all his strength, but the expression of the man in front of him did not change.

Smile, smile, keep smiling.

...Fake enough, bearable enough.

Mu Lin felt that he might be fighting wits with a stupid robot with only a fixed program, and for a while, he felt that he was too naive to compete with him.

He relaxed his strength and was about to let go, but he felt that his fingers were suddenly gripped tightly by a steel-like force.

Wei Liang's other hand firmly suppressed him.

The pain caused by the squeeze of the contact surface merged into a numbness and heat.Looking up, the owner of that hand still curled the corner of his mouth tenderly, looking at him with dark and focused eyes, like looking at a deeply loved lover.

"..."

Mu Lin narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth.

Okay.

There are also bones that refuse to admit defeat.

--interesting.

"Please advise me more." Feng Xu took a step forward and nodded politely to him.

Mu Lin smelled that faint fragrance again.

It's just that compared to the moment when he passed by in a trance in the corridor, the closer distance this time facilitates his sense of smell to perceive more clearly.

A touch of woody fragrance, soft and quiet, is a gentle fragrance.

However, the taste of fir or cedar in it is strong and cold, silently revealing its nature.

Mu Lin also smiled, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and secretly exerted strength with his hands, maintaining a ostentatious smile to compete with him in secret.When speaking, he lowered his voice and said in a long voice: "Okay, please give me your advice."

Chess meets opponent.

He seemed to understand why he hated Feng Xu when he first met...

How can one mountain accommodate two tigers?

Feng Xu let go of his hand first, and nodded politely to him.Mu Lin looked down at the red marks on his hands, and when he looked up again, Feng Xu had already turned around and walked down from the top of the pyramid.

"Where is he going...?"

"If you don't challenge A, you can only go to the vacant position to pick a position, right?"

"The only one that is empty now is F."

"No way - his singing skills, go to F??"

"God, why didn't you fight Mu Lin? I don't think he might be much weaker than Mu Lin."

"The world of masters, I don't understand..."

Mu Lin raised his eyebrows, and stood at the top of the pyramid leisurely, watching Feng Xu's tall and straight back step by step towards the dark gray area - F-level, elimination area.

The tip of his tongue lightly passed over the teeth, and there seemed to be a hot fire burning in his dark eyes.

The instructors were obviously also surprised by this result.

After all, Feng Xu was rated A, so he went to Area A to pick a position, he could choose anyone in Area A, and this target was not just Mu Lin.

However, he gave up.

The author has something to say: the second update is over~ good night!

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