After 10 minutes, Elder Sister Xuanguan came to inform everyone to gather in the waiting room on the side.

The atmosphere in the dressing room seemed to be turned on, and finally came back to life.Everyone stood up and walked out noisily, talking about such and such topics loudly, as if they hoped to suppress the embarrassment just now with their voices, and pretend that it never happened.

Mo Fang followed the crowd and walked slowly towards Mu Lin, "Do you know who was the one who challenged you just now?"

He was almost a head shorter than Mu Lin.

Mu Lin lowered his eyes and saw the man's wicked smile from his own perspective, so he smiled too, and answered his words: "Who?"

"Qi Dong'an." Mo Fang said, "Dancing for eight years and training overseas for four years, it is said that he took the ACE script."

Mu Lin said, "It's amazing."

After a pause, Mo Fang provoked him deliberately: "If you offend him, many people are waiting to see what you can do."

Mu Lin's current position in everyone's hearts is: a vase who has no strength and goes through the back door to compete with them for the Taoist position.

He's a useless piece of shit, a weakling.

And the PK between the recognized strong and the recognized weak, the seemingly unsuspecting battle for victory, has actually already bet on other chips invisibly.

Mu Lin narrowed his eyes, and slowly turned the wide ring of his left hand with his fingertips.He has fair fingers and beautiful bones, and his thin but not weak sense of strength has a kind of domineering control over everything.

good show?

—Maybe it will be a good show.

After suppressing his smiling face, his whole face was so cold that it was a bit rich, and his arrogance and laziness mixed into a cold demeanor.

Someone next to him couldn't stop watching, feeling cowardly from the bottom of his heart.To be close to him is to be close to a sharpened knife, who knows how Mo Fang dared to get so close to him.

"By the way, apart from him, there is someone else who got the ACE script for this season." Mo Fang said.

In the waiting room, the two sat on the bench.

"Who?"

"Feng Xu, do you know?"

Mu Lin raised his eyebrows.

Mo Fang also raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

Mu Lin nodded, "The only child of the Feng family."

The Feng family, a family of music, has been passed down for six generations.In Feng Xu's father's generation, he was a businessman, and Mr. Feng almost lost his anger by puffing his beard and staring. He wished he could break his leg on the spot - of course, he still couldn't bear it in the end.

It's just that he let go of his words, and he would never give up the last only seedling—and that only seedling was Feng Xu.

I just don't know how this rare solitary Miao Miao came to participate in this little-known draft... Could it be that he is also interested in it like him?

"Yes, it's him." Mo Fang said, "I heard that the program team originally wanted to give Qi Dong'an and Feng Xu the entire script of the double demon kings."

"Double Demon King?"

Generally speaking, in a talent show variety show, there is always a high-energy existence with outstanding strength, who is the ceiling of strength in the entire show, and this is the "devil king".

In order to highlight the personality and allow the contestant and the program to achieve a win-win situation for profit, the program team will give him a specially customized script for the devil king.

But double demon kings are unheard of.

Mu Lin: "He took it?"

"It's nothing." Mo Fang shook his head, "Someone didn't answer, and I don't know who it is."

"Feng Xu."

"Tsk, Feng Xu... I really don't know why the program team invited people here. Would those old antiques of the Feng family be willing to come here? It's amazing."

Mu Lin responded lightly without paying much attention.

Mo Fang rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "Is Feng Xu also in the same situation as you?"

"I don't know." Mu Lin was not interested, "What about others?"

"I heard that there was a flat tire on the road, so we have to be late. He was originally No. 32, just behind Qi Dong'an."

While the two were talking, the large screen that occupied the entire wall in front of them suddenly lit up.

The exclamation of the crowd came one after another.

PD Feng Qingfeng appeared on the big screen wearing a camel long trench coat: "Hello everyone."

His gentle eyebrows and eyes are definitely not exquisite, but every feature on his face is gently stating that kind of breezy and elegant.

——like a refreshing breeze.

There was a moment of silence in the waiting room, and then enthusiastic cheers erupted suddenly.

"It's really Mr. Feng! God, I thought it was a gimmick of the program group!!"

"Teacher Feng is my idol. I have liked him since I was 12 years old! This, this, this, do I count as being on the same stage as an idol?"

"Ahhh, I really want to go on stage soon!"

"What a long face, the teacher is really handsome..."

Feng Qingfeng greeted everyone across the screen for a while, and then took a cue card and began to introduce the competition system of this season: "Our competition system has undergone some changes this season. After the change of the competition system, the seats in the infield and the stage are separated. .”

All the shots on the big screen, the pyramid-shaped seats flashed by, and the cool hexagonal stage appeared on the screen.

"After the 101 boys leave the waiting room and enter the arena, they have to perform on the stage first, and then they can enter the ranking seats to choose their positions after being comprehensively evaluated by the instructor and pd."

The corresponding words also appeared on the screen.

1-7, the debut position.

8-35, median.

36-65, low.

66-101, eliminated.

"After getting the instructor's evaluation, the contestants choose their position among the four levels according to the four levels of ABCF."

Some contestants exclaimed in amazement: "D is missing!"

Feng Qingfeng immediately said: "Yes. With one less D grade, the polarization will become more severe, and the comparison of strength will become more and more intense in the future... I wish you all good luck."

"I'm waiting for you in the ranking area."

He steps back so everyone can see the cool and glorious pyramid of seating in the infield.

Grey, blue, red, gold.The four colors light up layer by layer from bottom to top.

It's so beautiful that it makes people want to move.

"This year's stage and rankings are so beautiful, I thought our draft is so cool, and the program team won't spend a lot of money—"

"Lucky, I also want to do a good job in the draft..."

"The program team has put so much effort into it, I hope this season will be a bit hot! I want to be popular too!!"

Most of the people who come to the show want to be popular.

The first domestic competitive talent show "Creation in Progress" was a struggle without knowing whether it would be popular or not.The desperate gamble forced everyone, including the program team and contestants, to bet all their chips.Fortunately, this project, which was not optimistic before, made them a lot of money and had a lot of fun.

And the follow-up drafts after that were all done casually when they knew they would be popular, and the quality was far worse than before, so they ended up in a crushing defeat.

——Speaking of which, the situation of "Draft 101" is somewhat similar to "Creation in Progress".

"Now, let us welcome the first group of contestants to enter the stage, the trainees from Kuaixing Entertainment."

Mu Lin propped his chin up and raised his eyes, tapping his fingertips on the armrest of the chair.

--coming.

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