After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

Hearing the crowing of the blue eye shadow, Song Wenxing put his hands on his head, feeling that he couldn't understand these strange people.

Are there really normal people among the contestants who come to this show? !

Facing the situation where the situation was leaning towards Lu Zhicheng, Zhuo Yixiao was naturally unconvinced, and he followed the battle beside him.

Zhuo Yixiao's dance was really strong, at least enough to beat most of the trainees present.

But as a newcomer, his strength is still far behind Lu Zhicheng's, and he will soon be unable to keep up.

Seeing that the face-slapping scene was about to appear, Lu Zhicheng suddenly made an unexpected move.

He stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and grinned: "Ha, I'm tired, so I won't dance anymore."

"Ah!" The person who was looking at the excitement made a disappointed voice.

Quite a few contestants watched the excitement and started booing loudly: "Jump, jump, jump..."

"Okay." Lu Zhicheng made a "stop" gesture, showing his usual relaxed smile, "This stage belongs to all the trainees here, and it should be up to you to shine."

The few contestants who responded quickly realized that Lu Zhicheng wanted to save face for Zhuo Yixiao.

But Zhuo Yixiao himself didn't seem to have thought of this level.

Like a proud fighting cock, his damned desire to win was fully aroused, and he was determined to fight Lu Zhicheng to the death.

Not only did he not stop, he also danced a provocative krump towards Lu Zhicheng, with his dirty braids swinging wildly with the rhythm of his body.

Facing Zhuo Yixiao's provocation, Lu Zhicheng narrowed his eyes and his smile became subtle.

The smell of gunpowder became stronger immediately.

Seeing that it is difficult to end without getting married, as if infected by the crowing of the blue eye shadow, Song Wenxing suddenly twitched his head, stood up, and shouted: "You guys stop fighting! If you want to fight, go to the dance studio beat!"

He used up all his strength in this roar, and even broke the sound with such force, the clear and clear voice suddenly pierced through the noise of the audience, and went straight to the sky.

After Song Wenxing finished shouting, Zhuo Yixiao, who was jumping on Xing's head, seemed to be shocked.

He slipped and sat down on the ground.

The audience was silent for a second, and then the laughter was deafening.

Lu Zhicheng was startled by Song Wenxing's shout, he couldn't hold it back, raised the back of his hand to the bridge of his nose, and laughed with his head down.

Zhuo Yixiao, who was sitting on the ground, looked up at Song Wenxing, a little speechless, but the sudden interruption also cooled his feverish brain.

He wiped off his sweat, stood up, and stopped in front of Lu Zhicheng.

The audience was suddenly quiet, and the atmosphere became tense again.

Lu Zhicheng withdrew his smile and looked at Zhuo Yixiao seriously.

However, unexpectedly, Zhuo Yixiao bowed to Lu Zhicheng: "I lost, thank you PD for your advice."

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yixiao bowed his head and conceded defeat. Encouraging applause and cheers came from the player's bench again.

"Zhuo Yixiao, I really like your unyielding energy." Lu Zhicheng's eyes were full of appreciation, "There are only 404 seats in the 4 group, and I hope that one of the seats belongs to you."

"The group seat must belong to me." Zhuo Yixiao raised his head with serious eyes.

Zhuo Yixiao took his scoring sticker, picked up the red mink coat from the ground, and walked up the stairs to the player's bench step by step.

He directly skipped the second row where he was sitting, went straight up, and stopped in front of Yin Jun.

Zhuo Yixiao's actions caused another commotion.

"What is he trying to do!" The blue eye shadow who had been staring at him stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and exclaimed, "Don't hurt my beloved brother!"

Song Wenxing also turned around nervously.

Facing the murderous Zhuo Yixiao, Yin Jun, who was sitting comfortably on all fours, had to adjust his sitting posture slightly: "What?"

"Brother, change your seat." Zhuo Yixiao's breath has not yet completely calmed down after a strenuous exercise.

Panting lightly, he raised his chin to Yin Jun: "This is my place."

"Wow!"

The scene immediately exploded.

First he provoked Lu PD, and then he competed with the director's son for a seat. This amateur is too crazy!

The mentor in front was also shocked. Luo Yuan picked up the microphone and asked in a novel tone: "Yin Jun, do you want to give up the position to him?"

Facing Zhuo Yixiao's provocation in public, Yin Jun let out an "oh shit" in surprise.

Zhuo Yixiao stared at Yin Jun with sharp eyes, without giving in at all, it seemed that he had to sit in this position.

"It's over, it's over, it's over..." Blue Eye Shadow gasped and covered his chest, "It's so exciting, I'm going to suffocate... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

It turned out that Song Wenxing, who couldn't bear it anymore, covered his mouth: "Shut up, friend."

While the blue eye shadow was struggling, Song Wenxing accidentally saw his name tag.

CC brokerage company, Lan Xiaoying, self-rating: C.

Seeing this name, Song Wenxing lost his voice and let go of his hand instantly.

I'll go, it's really called blue eyeshadow...

Lan Xiaoying, who escaped from Song Wenxing's hands, clutched her chest and gasped, "What are you doing! You almost killed me!"

Song Wenxing: "..."

Song Wenxing: "I want to kill myself first."

Just when the sword was about to be drawn, Yin Jun stretched out his long legs, leaned against the back of the chair, and said lazily, "Okay."

Then, he got up quickly, walked around Zhuo Yixiao, and sat down beside Song Wenxing.

The action is done in one go, without sloppy.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Yin Jun stretched out his arm and hugged Song Wenxing's shoulder carelessly: "It's just right, I also want to sit with Xing Zaier, so I'll leave it to you."

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhicheng, who was still eating melons just now, changed his face slightly: "!"

Unexpectedly, Yin Jun was so easy to talk, and the trainees talked a lot.

Zhuo Yixiao was also surprised, but he sat down immediately, and patted the back of Yin Jun's chair in front of him: "Thanks, brother."

"You're welcome." Yin Jun let go of Song Wenxing's shoulder, and replied without turning his head.

Only then did Lu Zhicheng's tense eyes relax a little.

Program recording continues.

The whole process was very exciting. The contestants showed their special skills. Even Lan Xiaoying, who was mistaken by Song Wenxing for crowing, showed a sexy Latin dance, which won the audience's laughter.

But it took too long, and Song Wenxing fell asleep several times in the middle, leaning his head on Yin Jun's shoulder all the time.

Yin Jun fell asleep too, with his two little brains next to each other, bit by bit.

Sleepy-eyed, Song Wenxing heard Lu Zhicheng ask: "Are you all tired? The program team, first pause the recording for 15 minutes, let everyone take a rest."

Only then did Song Wenxing wake up, and felt a urge to urinate.

He originally wanted to ask Yin Jun if he was going to the bathroom, but he just turned his head, only to find that Yin Jun was so sleepy that his saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Song Wenxing snorted in disgust, got up rubbing his eyes, and slipped to the toilet by himself.

Unexpectedly, the office building of Orange Video is really too big. There are four toilets on the first floor, one in the east, one in the east, one in the north, and one in the south.

Coming out of the toilet, Song Wenxing, who was half asleep and half awake, was dazed by the winding corridor, and suddenly walked to a place where there was no one.

He didn't notice anything wrong, and he pushed open a door that looked familiar in a daze.

The door was pushed open, and the smoker who was sitting on the rest chair turned around when he heard the sound.

It turned out to be Lu Zhicheng.

Seeing Lu Zhicheng and the flickering cigarette butt between his fingers, Song Wenxing was stunned for a moment, but his mind hadn't turned around yet.

Lu Zhicheng...he smokes?

Seeing Song Wenxing, Lu Zhicheng was also a little surprised.

He immediately put the cigarette into the ashtray, picked up the green tea on the table, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a few sips.

Song Wenxing backed out of the door in a daze, looked up, and there was a sign "Lu Zhicheng's tutor's exclusive lounge" hanging on the door.

"Ah... I went wrong..." Song Wenxing yawned and scratched his head.

He raised his head, and was about to ask Lu Zhicheng how to get back to the recording site, but found that Lu Zhicheng got up at some point, walked up to him, and extended his hand.

"What, why?" Song Wenxing immediately became vigilant, "I won't tell you about your smoking! Don't try to kill me..."

"I haven't seen you in months."

Hearing Song Wenxing's words, Lu Zhicheng laughed, but his movements didn't stop.

"Little friend," he brushed Song Wenxing's hair with his fingertips ambiguously, "You have quite a lot of hair."

His fingertips still smelled faintly of smoke.

The slight touch made Song Wenxing's whole body tremble, and he immediately woke up.

What is he doing? !provocative? !

Song Wenxing tilted his head, avoiding Lu Zhicheng's touch in a panic: "I, I'm going back! Goodbye!"

After ferociously throwing down a warning without any momentum, Song Wenxing turned around and ran away.

"Hmm." Lu Zhicheng crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows to look at the cat-like flustered back, and teased, "By the way, the recording site is to the right."

"!" Song Wenxing, who had already run more than ten meters away, slammed on the brakes.

He turned around, and amidst Lu Zhicheng's laughter, with a flushed little face, he ran wildly in the opposite direction.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!It's embarrassing in front of him again!

Lu Zhicheng hates it the most!

The author has something to say: Song Wenxing: My hair is real!

Lu Zhicheng: Hey, the kid has quite a lot of hair (take the opportunity to rua

Luo Yuan: ………………………?

Listen to you, give the blue eye shadow a name, do you like this easy-to-remember name (funny