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

Feng Xu's hand was already on the doorknob of the waiting room.

He was about to open the door and go in, but the director suddenly called him from the side: "Feng Xu."

Feng Xu looked back and nodded, "Teacher Wang."

The voice is deep and cold, and the voice is as cool as water like a faint spring.

The director obviously knew him well, and he patted his shoulder with a wrinkled smile, then pointed to one side mysteriously, motioning to talk there.

Feng Xu followed him to a small corner room, and the director asked his assistant to pull a small stool for him to sit down.

"I really don't know what to do with this show, thanks to you for coming...Although I didn't expect you to really agree at first." The director said with emotion, "Thank you so much."

Feng Xu had a smile on his face: "Teacher Wang and I still need to talk about this."

The director laughed heartily twice, and brought the topic back: "How are you thinking about the script?"

"Well, still thinking about it."

"Still thinking about it..." the director rubbed his chin in thought.

It was notified from above that "Draft 101" is the last talent show approved by the leaders, and the approvals that will be sent up after that will give way to more popular variety shows.

Therefore, the director has a sense of responsibility and wants to use this draft to make a suitable small milestone ending.He asked his assistant to investigate the strength parameters of each player, and the statistical conclusion was: neither top nor bottom.

The slightly stronger ones, such as Qi Dong'an, Wen Yuming, etc., although they are at the ceiling level among this group of players, they are still not good enough - so the director thought of Feng Xu.

A violin major from a top music school, has studied jazz dance for five years, and has a natural good voice.

Gentle and generous personality, suitable to be the captain.

It is the most suitable thing to let him accumulate the enthusiasm in the early stage!

The director said: "This is a matter of urgency. According to our plan, the script of the double devil kings must be officially finalized at least before Ergong."

Feng Xu nodded knowingly.

The dim light in the small room shone on his face, and only then did the assistant see his appearance clearly.

Feng Xu's jaw line was strong and clean, and a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes under his sword eyebrows were slightly raised.The gold-rimmed glasses are on the bridge of the nose, and the tear mole is half an inch below the right eye. She smiles rather than smiles, and has an unpredictable sense of distance.

So expensive.

Facing this face, the assistant couldn't help but feel ashamed, and was a little nervous and at a loss for words.

It's different from Mu Lin.Mu Lin is cool, presumptuous, and has a super strong sense of presence that no one can ignore.

And Feng Xu...

He is eye-catching but not eye-catching, polite and self-sustaining but detached and calm. He has the aura of standing on the top, but he just stands firmly in the corner.

Occasionally you worry about reaching out, but you can't touch him.

He is like the soul of something, with a sense of uncertainty in the world.

"I plan to arrange a time for you two to meet and get to know each other well, how about it?"

"No need." Feng Xu smiled, "I've already met him."

The director was surprised: "When?"

"Just now, we met in the corridor."

"Oh..." the director asked, "How about it, do you think he is suitable?"

"I'm not sure." Feng Xu shook his head, "Give me a few more days to spend with him."

The director shrugged helplessly and nodded in agreement.Then he added a sentence: "If you don't take the double demon king, you can also take the old enemy or others. They are all more predictable and popular scripts. It mainly depends on how you feel about him."

Feel?

Feng Xu recalled the cold and alert eyes of the other party.

Dangerous, ferocious.

There is an invincible arrogance in the publicity and outward momentum.

He couldn't help chuckling.

"...No, what are you laughing at?" The director was confused.

Feng Xu raised his eyes, "It's nothing, I just thought it was very interesting."

Under the reflection of the lens, there seemed to be a cluster of joyful fire in his pair of deep amber eyes.

Their first meeting was like two birds of prey meeting on a narrow road, tit for tat and mutual fear.It is a frank collision of two contradictory personalities, and it is also a same-sex repulsion that cannot tolerate two tigers.

They take double devils?

——That is to challenge each other's undeniable authority.

However, the chess match.This feeling subtly aroused his desire to win.

Feng Xu tapped on the armrest with his fingertips, and asked, "Mr. Wang, when is the performance?"

"From March 3 to..." The director looked at the assistant.

The assistant quickly picked up his words: "If there is no accident, 3.15 to 4.1 is the rehearsal time, and 4.2 is the official stage."

Feng Xu smiled at the director: "I will give the teacher an answer before April 4rd."

The director accepted with a frown: "...Okay. But it's best as soon as possible."

During the conversation, a burst of loud cheers suddenly erupted in the waiting room not far away.Qi Dong'an's name is interspersed in it, looming.

The director was curious and looked at the assistant: "What's going on over there?"

The assistant spread his hands: "...brother, you ask me?"

Everyone stays together, so I can know things that you don't know? ?

"Damn, I'm getting old, and my mind is a bit dull occasionally." The director scratched his forehead and shook his head, "Now this group of children is too noisy, it's hard to manage."

The assistant bbped in a low voice: "It's okay, we're all very selective in this recruitment."

Director: "For someone like Mu Lin, you can't control the fierceness!" He is even more fierce.

The assistant choked up and was speechless.

Don't say I can't control it anymore, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to control it.

Feng Xu smiled politely, "They're all young people, so it's normal to have a little trouble together."

"Look at what you said, as if you are not a young man." The director said helplessly, "Don't press yourself too much, aren't you tired living like this?"

Feng Xu shook his head.

After chatting for a while, Feng Xu was about to go to the waiting room to get ready.

The director came back to his senses and smiled at him: "Come on."

Feng Xu stood up and nodded slightly to him.Then he left the small room and entered the waiting room.

On the big screen, the previous contestant's performance has ended.

The atmosphere in the waiting room was frozen, and the excitement from the warm cheers just now was completely invisible.

The tall young man with exaggerated hair color stood on the stage, his empty and tense expression revealed a trace of resignation and powerlessness, as if he was waiting for the judge's final judgment.

Feng Xu glanced around the waiting room calmly.

From the time he heard the cheers to now, the time interval should not exceed 5 minutes.In just 5 minutes, what happened?

He looks at the screen.The camera turned to the instructor.

They looked at each other with unspeakably complicated expressions.

After a long silence on the screen, Yu Lian was the first to pick up the microphone: "Maybe...you have tried your best?"

He said it softly, but also a little hard.

The dance instructor Zhuang Kexu fell on the back of the chair and scratched his hair. He picked up the microphone several times and wanted to speak, but he shook his head and put it down again, a little disappointed.

Originally, this contestant's dancing was really good, and he could get an A.

Carson K held the microphone and looked at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and asked him: "What are you looking at me for? What good things do you hope to hear from me?"

Qi Dongan pursed his lips and lowered his head, took a deep breath, bent over and bowed: "I'm sorry."

"Say sorry to me?" Carson K said coldly, "The word has already been written, right? Waiting for another test, right?"

"no……"

No wonder.

Carson K laughed angrily, "Why, do I look deaf or blind, can't I hear the crooked beat and words?"

Qi Dongan pursed his lips until his lips turned white.

"It's fine to write the lyrics in advance. The whole article implies that other players have no strength to go through the back door. What's the matter, he is so popular, you are not happy? Who knows who is better than who before you take the stage! Why diss others if you want to show your attitude?"

After a pause, Carson K continued, "Not to mention that the writing is so bad! You can't even match the beat, and the flow is messy. Have you ever had the most basic understanding of rap?"

"Okay..." Zhuang Kexu patted him on the shoulder.

Carson K sighed, "Or do you think—ha, if I mess around with rhymes, these stupid instructors on the stage will think I'm awesome and give me A non-stop??"

"Too stupid, Qi Dong'an."

"Not only did you cheat, you cheated and even passed the exam, isn't it funny?"

The author has something to say: the fake real Kazakhs are really annoying.

I like real temperament, but I don't like fake real

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Now I'm thinking about the name of the cp I'm going to attack...

Currently thought of:

Can be grouped by name: Prestige Feng Linlin/Ru Mu Chunfeng

According to the script, you can: Demon King/Double King/Wang Zha

Can be set by person: Sun Moon/Ming

In fact, when this character was first set, Gong Shou’s personality was one of flamboyance and one of restraint, and the targets were light & darkness, sun & moon

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The progress is really slow, but I want to write this book longer, so it shouldn't matter if it's slower? (Maybe)

12 o'clock, good night~