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

Carson K wasn't actually that angry, he was just bored.

He hates this kind of cheating behavior, and hates that he treats the stage as a show for him to diss others.

Qi Dongan clenched his fists without saying a word.

He stood alone on the stage, and all his dark sides could not be hidden under the strong light.

Probably because he didn't want the situation to come to a stalemate, Feng Qingfeng picked up the microphone to smooth things over.

He spoke very beautifully in a scene.He first comforted Carson K, and then looked at him as soon as he turned his gaze.

——The insight of those eyes is a bit ridiculous.

For a moment, Qi Dong'an even thought he knew everything.

For example, he bribed the music teacher to change the accompaniment, for example, he deliberately wrote diss Mu Lin's popular words.

He held his breath nervously, and his heartbeat seemed to stop.

But Feng Qingfeng didn't say anything.He just smiled amiably.

"I don't comment on anyone's behavior. But no matter from which angle or identity, I hope you can think more seriously before doing things in the future."

If Carson K said this, it would have a different effect, but the person who said it was Feng Qingfeng.

As the name suggests, people are like the breeze.Even though there was a bit of force in his words, what touched the heartstrings far more than the force was his gentleness as light as spring breeze.

His words are never offensive.This is his most magical, most terrifying charm.

Qi Dongan pursed his lips, bent down and bowed again: "I'm sorry."

The humiliating public execution was not necessarily uninspiring to him.Qi Dong'an found that he seemed to be too impulsive, he wanted the cheers for him too much.

He knew what provoking Mu Lin could bring him.

Shots, scripts, topics, cheers, applause, followers, admirers.

In fact, he didn't feel that what he did was wrong.He held his breath and tried to make his voice sound firmer: "Next time, I will never let you down again."

It's just not good enough.

Next time... next time!

There will be a next time.

In the end, Qi Dongan's rating was C.

As a dance instructor, Zhuang Kexu shook his head with regret and disappointment: "You can get an A for your dance, why bother to perform such an unsure performance."

Qi Dongan's eyelids were drooping, his eyes were dim, and his soul seemed to be pulled away.

Who said no?

What a wrong decision he made.

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Feng Xu was sitting in the corner of the waiting room, and the little curly freckle sitting next to him seemed to be familiar.

"I thought how good he was at rapping, but it turned out... Ha, I can just pull anyone on the street to sing better than him."

"Do you know what it feels like to be happy? He was always shy before, and I can't understand him."

"The next Mu Lin, do you know Mu Lin?"

Forcibly nagging non-stop.

Feng Xu replied, "I don't know."

The little curly hair plucked two handfuls of his hair casually, and his tone was filled with excitement: "Then you will know right away."

The live broadcast on the big screen connects the infield and the waiting room. After the last player left the field, the camera captured a figure coming from the passage against the light.

The tall, slender model with long hands and long legs walks with the aura of breaking through thousands of troops.

Feng Xu's fingers that tapped his thigh trembled slightly and stopped.

The discussion in the waiting room also stopped abruptly, and there was even an eerie silence for a moment.

"This is Mu Lin." Sitting next to him, Mo Fang lifted his chin and tapped the screen twice, licking his teeth, "My friend."

Mu Lin.

Feng Xu lifted his eyelashes slightly, pushed his glasses with knuckle fingers, and silently said the name twice.

The blower in the corner turned on a low gear and blew on Mu Lin's face.His thick black hair, which was as dark as the night, was blown into a mess. He squinted and raised his eyes, and the beautiful dark eyes hidden under the eyelashes looked at the camera loosely.

With sculpted eyebrows and slender eyelashes, under the light, the eyes are like knives, wild and ruthless, who can not be killed at that moment.

——How can there be such brilliance, as if it is naturally suitable for the screen.

Is it really God rewarding food?

Some were silently resentful.

He can be red with his face, so why come to fight with them who have nothing?

Yu Lian was also a little surprised: "...Isn't this Mu Lin?"

A popular actor recently.

"Actors are also participating in the audition... I don't know how good they are." Zhuang Kexu flipped through the information in his hand, "Hey, he said he was in charge of rap."

The rap instructor Carson K laughed, stroked the stubble on his chin, and said nothing.

Zhuang Kexu got goosebumps all over his body from his unexplained laughter, touched his arm, and dared not speak.

The moment Mu Lin stepped onto the stage, the lights suddenly turned on.

He stood still in the center, closed his eyes to accept the dazzling baptism, bent over and bowed without losing his aura.He is like an elegant gentleman, but also like a noble prince.

This kind of thing alone always complements him so well.

"Hello, mentors, and Feng pd. The song I brought is "A"."

Feng Qingfeng nodded with a friendly smile: "Let's get started."

Mu Lin has always been an actionist, and he doesn't talk nonsense.He adjusted his earphones and gestured to the music teacher on the side.

The prelude sounded.

In the dark, the clockwork was struggling to turn, the brisk and joyful music of the music box sounded slowly, followed by the oppressive and gloomy piano sound.

Everything seems to have been rehearsed countless times.

The dim light suddenly brightened, and the moment the rhythm suddenly became stronger, Mu Lin slowly raised his head.

He stared at the camera with his dark eyes for a long time, and the people outside the screen were as cold as if they were facing the cold muzzle of a gun.

Surrender, surrender, surrender!

In the tough and cold eyes of the other party, the ever-accelerating heartbeat kept screaming in the chest.

An exclamation broke out in the silence of the waiting room.

"It's kind of handsome, this look!!"

"Hey, I'm really sorry, I'm so superficial..."

"The momentum is in place, the strength should be good, right?"

"I'm starting to look forward to..."

Feng Xu looked up at the screen quietly.

The little curly hair next to him raised Erlang's legs, followed the melody as if playing with his fingertips on his thighs, and asked casually, "Do you think he will get an A?"

Feng Xu curled his lips into a smile, and gave a watertight answer: "Maybe."

"In him, I can't see anything but absolute." Little Curly snorted.

So sure.

Feng Xu turned to look at him.

Mo Fang stared intently at Mu Lin on the screen.

The author has something to say: Good evening!It's finally time to go to Mu Ge's stage orz

Good Kawen recently, I really want to improve Mu Ge's personal charm, but I have been struggling with character design, and I have a bit of a headache