After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

"...Are you dreaming?" Song Wenxing asked in a serious tone.

"It's still bright." Lu Zhicheng smiled and stretched, "Daydream should still have time to catch up."

"Oh, I'm going back to the classroom." Song Wenxing turned around and left.

"Hey, don't go so fast, really don't want me to help you record?" Lu Zhicheng followed him with lazy steps.

Song Wenxing didn't even turn his head: "No! Yes!"

"Really?" Lu Zhicheng's tone was full of ridicule, "Really? Really? I don't believe it."

"Oh, why are you so annoying! You talk a lot!"

Song Wenxing didn't take the matter of the support video to heart, but just casually mentioned it to Yin Jun and the others.

In the next week, the trainees need to continue to practice the theme song according to the original class affiliation.The instructors no longer teach in person, but are taught by other professional dance teachers.

Although the program team came to urge several times later, Song Wenxing couldn't hand it in every time.Coupled with being busy preparing for the first stage recording, he quickly forgot about it.

On the second night after the list of students in Class A was announced, the competition for the theme song C place came as scheduled.

This time, only Lu Zhicheng came.

Compared with the previous assessment, the atmosphere of the C position campaign on the initial stage was much more relaxed.After all, only 10 people are fighting, and the remaining 91 people are eating melons.

The ten candidates for the Eight Immortals crossed the sea each showed their special abilities, some even showed their housekeeping skills, some somersaulted, some performed Yangko, and some played gongs and drums and played suona.

After the whole game, everyone's laughter didn't stop.

Compared to other people who racked their brains to be funny, Chi Qiao has always played steadily.

Although he doesn't have any particularly eye-catching features, he is superior in all aspects of balance, and he can't find any faults.Like everyone's evaluation of him, he is a person who is "naturally suitable for boy groups".

The strength of the ten contestants is almost the same, and the final vote depends on popularity.

Song Wenxing asked the election manager to help him buy cheerleading whistles and applause artifacts early in the morning, and dragged Yin Jun and Lan Xiaoying to cheer for Chi Qiao.

When Chi Qiao was performing, Yin Jun and Lan Xiaoying were sitting in the auditorium, frantically shaking the applause in their hands and making a "shua la la" sound.

Song Wenxing, who was next to him, hung a rope around his neck for the whistle blowing, and blew vigorously with his whistle in his mouth: "Beep beep—beep beep——"

Every time Song Wenxing blew, the plastic colored strips rolled up in the whistle would pop out. With his ears that were so hard that he suffocated and his cheeks puffed up when he whistled, he looked funny and cute.

Lu Zhicheng, who was standing by the side, observed him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Song Wenxing, are you Chi Qiao's childcare?"

"I'm the little fan of everyone in Tianzi Room No. [-]." Song Wenxing spit out the whistle, raised his chin proudly, and shook the applause in his hand even more violently, "Chi Qiao, come on! Chi Qiao Liu Approval! Zhuo Yixiao rushes the duck, rushes the duck, rushes the duck!”

Hearing Song Wenxing's mighty shout, Zhuo Yixiao, who was dancing on the stage, slipped and almost fell into a tumble: "...Don't take me!"

In the end, the first C was still taken by Chi Qiao. After all, his popularity with passers-by was really good, and nearly half of the trainees voted for him.

And Zhuo Yixiao, who was not selected, put on a bad face for a whole week.He only had six votes, the fewest in the audience, and one of the votes was cast by Lan Xiaoying, who had been coveting his abs.

When they were disbanded, Zhuo Yixiao stared at Chi Qiao unconvinced: "Don't be too complacent, you are just better popular than me, and I am no worse than you in terms of strength!"

"Yeah." Chi Qiao still smiled, "You're great."

Zhuo Yixiao hit the cotton with his fist, just to make fun of himself, he could only walk away angrily with a stinky face.

"Arguing with anyone, don't quarrel with Chi Qiao." Song Wenxing, who was watching the battle, was amazed, "It's not interesting to quarrel at all."

"It can cure Zhuo Yixiao's bad temper." Yin Jun answered.

"Okay, let's go to practice." Chi Qiao patted the shoulders of the two of them, speaking earnestly like a parent who urges their children to complete their homework.

Under the supervision of Teacher Chi Qiao, the one-week practice time passed quickly, and soon it was the day of recording the theme song.

After gathering on the big stage newly built by the program group, the trainees stood in line according to their respective classes.

The original students of Class A and some outstanding students of Class B stood in the middle and front of the stage, while Chi Qiao, who was the C position on the initial stage, stood in the most conspicuous place among the 101 people.

Although Zhuo Yixiao's position was only a few people away from the C position and in front of the host position, he was still very upset.

Standing under the stage, Lu Zhicheng raised his head and searched for a long time with his eyes before finally finding Song Wenxing who was buried in the crowd.

Compared with other people who are worried about their positions, Song Wenxing and Yin Jun standing in the corner are like two fools who can only laugh and laugh, sitting comfortably in front of the background board.

Seeing the fight between Song Wenxing and Yin Jun, and the happy little face, Lu Zhicheng sighed with a smile, shook his head helplessly, and said to himself: "You..."

There is nothing wrong with children being so heartless and happy.

Recording the first stage of the theme song is not an easy task.

After repeating it several times, the trainees who sang and danced were sweating profusely, and the director team in the audience finally shouted "Cut".

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and some even sat down on the ground exaggeratedly.

I thought I could disband and go back to rest, but unexpectedly, Lu Zhicheng, who had been standing next to the director's monitor, suddenly picked up the microphone and asked everyone to gather at the recording venue next door.

Everyone made a reluctant voice: "Ah——"

Song Wenxing reacted quickly. Hearing Lu Zhicheng's words, he immediately turned to look at Yin Jun: "Shouldn't the elimination list be announced immediately?"

Yin Jun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but swear: "Axi..."

Soon, many people also realized this and whispered to each other.

Who would have thought that the program team would suddenly arrange to announce the elimination list at this time, and everyone was taken aback.

Complaints are nothing but complaints, everyone still dragged their tired bodies and felt anxious, and came together to the initial rating venue for the first recording of the program.

The other three tutors were already sitting in the first row of tutor seats waiting for them.

Song Wenxing walked while looking at the surrounding environment.

The specially placed seats on the first day have been removed and replaced with ordinary auditoriums.

Unexpectedly, in less than half a month, they came back here again, and what awaited them was the cruel elimination result of 100 into 60.

After everyone was seated, Lu Zhicheng explained the elimination rules again.

The first elimination is based on the comprehensive scoring of each trainee's theme song assessment by the instructors, with a 60-point system, and trainees with scores below [-] will be eliminated.

The list of trainees with the top ten scores has been announced in advance a week ago, and they can directly enter Class A.

"Then next, I will start announcing the names of the eliminated trainees." Lu Zhicheng looked at the list in his hand, and his tone became unusually serious.

At this time, he looked completely different from the usual person who always gave people a sense of relaxation, more mature,

Lu Zhicheng is so serious...

Song Wenxing, who was sitting on the table, couldn't help curling his fingers.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense, everyone was staring at the death list in Lu Zhicheng's hand, for fear of hearing their own name from him.

Lu Zhicheng announced from the 100th place.

Some of the trainees whose names were called bowed their heads in silence, some smiled awkwardly at the camera, and some shed tears of shame or embarrassment.

The atmosphere is getting heavier and heavier.

Song Wenxing was almost dying of nervousness.

He straightened his body and stared at Lu Zhicheng on the stage without moving.

Song Wenxing knew that he wouldn't even fail to make it into the top 60. What he was worried about was Yin Jun.

……

Until Lu Zhicheng finished announcing the name of the 61st contestant, the trainees whose names had not been read couldn't help sighing, "Ah..."

Song Wenxing, who had been clenching his fists tightly, finally let go, almost crying with joy: "Brother Jun! Without us! We are not eliminated!"

Yin Jun, who was next to him, collapsed on the seat in an instant, as if his bones had been pulled out, his hands and feet were weak.

He raised his arm and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I've never been so nervous in my life... I will definitely burn incense and pray to Buddha when I get home, eat more meat and less vegetarian..."

"It's really great." Chi Qiao, who had been sweating for them, sighed with emotion, "We can live in the same dormitory again."

"Sorry to interrupt."

Just as the scene was boiling, a voice suddenly came from the door.

Holding the microphone, Lu Zhicheng turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

Song Wenxing and all the trainees also followed Lu Zhicheng's gaze.

I saw the chief planner of the show standing at the side door, waving to Lu Zhicheng: "PD, please come here, I have something to tell you."

"Please wait a moment, everyone." Lu Zhicheng put down the microphone and list in his hand, and walked towards the chief planner.

The solemn atmosphere just now was suddenly broken, and the sadness was washed away a lot. Everyone lowered their discussion and looked at them curiously.

What are they... talking about?

From Song Wenxing's perspective, Lu Zhicheng was standing by the door, listening to what the chief planner was saying with his head down.

The chief planner was a petite girl with a big gap in height from Lu Zhicheng, so she had to raise her head with difficulty when speaking.

Lu Zhicheng seemed to have noticed this too, he leaned forward slightly in a very gentlemanly manner, and bent over actively.

He nodded from time to time, his brows gradually furrowed.

Song Wenxing noticed that during the conversation, Lu Zhicheng suddenly raised his head and glanced in his direction.

Song Wenxing was startled.

Lu Zhicheng... Are you looking at him?

Is it an illusion?

If it's not an illusion, then why did Lu Zhicheng look at him?

Before Song Wenxing could think about it, Lu Zhicheng over there ended his communication with the chief planner.

He walked back, but did not immediately pick up the microphone, but returned to the instructor's seat, and whispered a few words to the other three instructors.

Li Yingying covered her mouth, Tubai didn't respond, and Luo Yuan folded her arms.

Although everyone couldn't hear what they were saying, judging from the reactions of other mentors, it shouldn't be a good thing.

"What are they discussing?" Yin Jun asked with a frown, unable to figure out why after looking at it for a long time.

Chi Qiao said: "I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy..."

"I also think it's weird." Song Wenxing answered in a low voice.

He kept thinking about the look that Lu Zhicheng looked over just now.

Just when everyone was guessing wildly, Lu Zhicheng suddenly got up and returned to the stage with the microphone.

Knowing that the instructors had finished their discussion, the trainees all quieted down and stared nervously at Lu Zhicheng.

"Just now we have announced the elimination results of the theme song assessment. Today, 40 trainees will leave the stage. According to the original competition process, the remaining 60 trainees will continue to participate in the selection." Lu Zhicheng stood on the stage, Looking at the trainees at the same level, he said calmly, "But now, I want to announce something temporarily to everyone."

Having said that, he paused.

There was a buzz of discussion at the table.

"—The contestant from the second round of the gymnasium competition has appeared." After observing the reactions of the trainees, Lu Zhicheng continued, "He will fight with the 60th-ranked contestant. If he wins, he will Will replace the 60th place and directly advance to the next round."

As soon as the words fell, an unbelievable uproar erupted from the players' seats:

"how so!?"

"Why are you kicking the gym again! What kind of competition system is this!?"

"It's not fair! How can he do this!"

Lu Zhicheng didn't speak, but just put down the microphone, and quietly looked at the emotional trainees.

Song Wenxing stared at Lu Zhicheng's calm expression, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually deepened.

After the uproar gradually subsided, Lu Zhicheng picked up the microphone and said again: "Okay, next we invite the contestants from the second round to play."

Ten seconds later, the heavy entrance gate was pushed open, and there was a "squeak".

Accompanied by the gradually clear footsteps, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and looked towards the entrance passage.

Lu Zhicheng also turned slightly sideways.

After seeing the kickers coming out of the passage, Chi Qiao and Yin Jun turned their heads suddenly at the same time, and looked at Song Wenxing sitting between them with complicated expressions.

Lan Xiaoying in the front row covered her mouth and suppressed the scream in her throat.

Even Zhuo Yixiao, who was lazily crossing his legs, couldn't help but sit up straight, turning his face sideways to pay attention to Song Wenxing's reaction.

It wasn't just them, there were low voices coming from the players' seats one after another.

More and more people came to their senses and kept turning their heads to look at Song Wenxing, just like when they first came here.

It's just that in this gaze, in addition to surprise, joking and curiosity, there is also a little more sympathy.

Song Wenxing didn't speak.

He sat on the seat with his hands on his lap, quietly looking at the old acquaintance who came out.

"Hi everyone, I'm Bai Lian, a member of the boy group Nebula under Wenhuang Entertainment." Bai Lian, who hadn't seen him for a long time, stood in the center of the venue, bowed deeply to the instructor seat with a smile on his face, "I'm very happy to be part of the second round of 404 Players who play in the gymnasium competition, please give me some advice."

The author has something to say: I am not feeling well today, it will be later, sorry quq