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

The two-day rest time is not long or short.

After adjusting their condition, they gathered in the press room on the first floor of Hall A in the morning.

PD Feng Qingfeng wore a sports suit today, looking fresh and young, he looked like a neighbor who just came back from a morning run.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he went to the main topic: "The task of a round of performances is a group duel. There are a total of nine alternative tracks for this task. Among the 101 contestants, the two teams who choose the same song will be divided into two groups: Attack Group A and Defense Group B. Team."

He pointed to the big screen in front of him with the question card.

"KING", "Blank Grid", "Devil".

"Blame," "Dreaming of You," "Disorganized."

"Me", "Lock" and "Proposition".

"After this performance is over, players from the 66th to 101st places in the elimination zone will be directly eliminated based on the rankings." Feng Qingfeng said, "Everyone must play their best and strive to stay on this stage."

"No way..." Mu Lin heard Li Youhan hiss beside him: "Just eliminate the entire elimination zone!"

Someone behind said: "It's just the survival of the fittest."

"Although it is more realistic, it is true..."

Li Youhan sighed softly beside him, glanced at Mu Lin from the corner of his eye, and asked him casually: "Brother, do you think... can I stay?"

That doesn't sound like a question for No. 2 at the tip of the pyramid.

But it is very realistic.

Mu Lin didn't speak, but put his hand on his shoulder and patted him.

Li Youhan was shaken by him, rubbed his shoulders and complained: "You should be gentle! My real name suspects you to avenge yourself."

Mu Lin raised his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, my hand is strong, it's natural."

intrinsic.

Li Youhan looked up at Mu Lin's deep and delicate side face, and couldn't help but sighed again.

Mu Lin is really like a biting winter wind, or a strong alcohol that burns the throat.

Born cold and wild, born proud and fearless.Every inch of his body was clamoring for a savage and wanton powerful aura.

If he were Mu Lin, he would definitely not be afraid.

But he is not.

The few players behind were still discussing about the survival of the fittest, and they said it with confidence.

Mu Lin rested his hands lazily on Li Youhan's shoulders, feeling uncertain.

The 101 contestants present are all based on zero votes, and they stand on the same starting line.But a public stage is equivalent to blowing the whistle and starting. People with a certain fan base are destined to run farther and faster.

Now that there is not much traffic in talent show variety shows, this extremely cruel point is even more vividly reflected.

You are strong, but no one votes for you, then you will still be eliminated by the cruel competition system as a player in the knockout zone.Traffic is everything, and that's the real reality.

After quietly watching everyone discuss for a while, Feng Qingfeng said slowly: "There is another change in the competition system. I didn't tell you about it when I was on the first stage."

"—?"

"This is a surprise. This year, the ABCF grade class system will not be cancelled." Feng Qingfeng said.

"The grade class will be a life-saving straw for everyone. During the buffer period after each round of performance, we will count everyone's practice time according to the backstage video, and re-evaluate the grade based on comprehensive strength. Except for class F, there will be Different levels of overvoting."

The trainees were boiling.

"Wow!!"

"God, I thought I was here for a round trip, but now I don't think I'm hopeless!!"

"Does this mean that as long as my strength is not particularly weak and I work hard enough, I have a chance to stay?"

"Director I love you!!!"

"Bi Xin!"

Director Mediterranean, who was sitting next to the camera crew, grinned and waved his hands: "Come on, don't do this."

There was a lot of laughter.

The pressure was reduced by half in an instant, except for a few contestants, most of them couldn't help but feel elated.

Feng Qingfeng was also happy to see such a situation, but he clapped his hands to recall everyone's attention, "Okay, let's get to the point. Next, let's listen to these nine songs briefly."

Probably due to copyright fees, most of the songs bought by the program group are very niche.There are only three exceptions, Zhuang Kexu's "Proposition", Carson K's "KING", and Yu Lian's "Dream of You".

Yes, all three mentors are on the list.

The first song was "Proposition".

Li Youhan nodded along with the rhythm, and asked Mu Lin next to him: "How is it, do you like this song?"

Mu Lin's messy hair was casually placed on his forehead, and the ebony color made his cold white complexion even whiter.He lowered his head and closed his eyes to listen, his indifferent and delicate profile was so cool as hell.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Not bad."

It's just... the feeling of poking him a little less.

But if there is no more satisfying song later, this song is his first choice.

The next song is "Dream of You".

This song is Yu Lian's famous work, a lyrical golden song that has won numerous awards.

As soon as the prelude sounded, the ethereal and dreamy feeling directly penetrated the chest cavity and hit the heart.Mu Lin was stunned for a moment, feeling that this style... was very suitable for Feng Xu.

To put it a bit presumptuously, it seems to be tailor-made.

Nine songs were played in sequence, leaving only the last song "KING" by Carson K.To be honest, without this song, Mu Lin might choose Zhuang Kexu's "Proposition".

But together with the prelude, the strong rhythm suddenly exploded, and the pleasing drums were dense and intense, which caught the ears to the point of astonishment.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Li Youhan, who was standing next to him, noticed that he was about to move, and asked him, "Like it?"

Mu Lin half-closed his eyes and raised his chin, with a smile on his lips: "I like it so much."

——A rapper who doesn't want to explode is not a good rapper.

This song is very suitable for blowing up the field.

He thought about Mo Fang or Fang Zhiyou's voice, the kind of male hormones so strong that he could sing this song with a smoky voice that would be amazing.

After all nine songs were played, Feng Qingfeng asked with a smile: "Among the nine songs this time, is there any song that everyone likes?"

"Yes—!!" The answer was super loud.

The names of the various songs were mixed in their whispered discussions.

Feng Qingfeng looked at Mu Lin: "Have you made a good choice?"

Unprepared to be questioned, Mu Lin took the microphone from Feng Qingfeng's hand from Shan Ruliu, glanced at the screen, and said, "Let's go to "KING."

Feng Qingfeng fixed his eyes on his face, smiled and said, "It suits your style very well."

Mu Lin hooked the corner of his mouth: "Really? Thank you."

His eyes were half-downcast lazily, and his long, straight eyelashes cast shadows on his eyelids.

Those peach blossom eyes were extremely beautiful, but the soft light projected into his eyes turned into swords and daggers.

Cold and ferocious mixed into a sharp demeanor, aggressiveness combined with a daunting and dangerous atmosphere, colliding with the natural aura of a king.

"Dream of You" seems to be tailor-made for Feng Xu.

... "KING" seems to be born for Mu Lin.

"Perhaps... can I look forward to the stage you present?"

Suppressing the inexplicable feeling in his heart, Feng Qingfeng asked gently, maintaining a friendly but not too close attitude.

Mu Lin chuckled and raised his eyebrows.

--"certainly."

The author has something to say: Hey, I love Brother Mu so much, I really want to write about Brother Mu’s stage soon ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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