After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

After the harsh words to Bai Lian, Song Wenxing went back angrily.

It would be a lie to say that I am not worried. This is the first public performance stage. First, Chi Qiao fell and was injured, and experienced a temporary change of C position, and then he ate his stomach badly. It can be said that there were many disasters.

Seeing that he was about to officially perform on stage, Bai Lian suddenly acted like a monster.

Song Wenxing decided to resign himself to fate.

"Don't worry. If he really behaves badly on stage, he will be the one who suffers." Yin Jun comforted Song Wenxing, "The audience is not blind."

According to the 404 competition system, the primary rating and the secondary rating of the theme song assessment are all evaluated by the instructor after comprehensive scoring.

For the third rating, the on-site audience voted, and after conversion, they were added to the Internet popularity votes obtained by the trainees, and finally the final result was obtained, and they were eliminated according to the number of votes.

"I'm not worried about him, I just don't want him to ruin our entire stage." Song Wenxing was dejected, "All of us have worked so hard to practice for so long, and we can't be ruined by him alone."

"When the time comes, play by ear." Chi Qiao also comforted him, "He can't do anything out of the ordinary."

Song Wenxing nodded.

we can only do this.

Early the next morning, everyone took the time to practice in the classroom for a while.

I don't know if Bai Lian really figured it out, he stopped for a while, cooperated, and didn't conflict with Song Wenxing again.

In the afternoon, all the trainees finished their makeup and hair, and came backstage to wait.

Song Wenxing and his team wear light colors, which look more relaxed than deep black.

Zhuo Yixiao and his group wore the completely opposite Coolguy style, dressed very hip-hop.

Lan Xiaoying put on his beloved blue eyeshadow again, and the neckline and cuffs of their costumes were embellished with a lot of lace, which looked exaggerated and gorgeous.

He is so smug, flying around like a butterfly, everyone insists on praising him.

The performance stage is set up in advance before the rehearsal.

Tangerine Video is rich and powerful, and the equipment used is the best.They also added three huge LED electronic screens above the stage, so that the audience under the stage can see the live action on the stage clearly.

This also means that every small movement of the trainees on the stage will be infinitely magnified on the screen and clearly seen by the audience.

Six songs, twelve groups, the order of performance is the same as the day of the small rehearsal, Song Wenxing and his group are the penultimate ones to play.

When other groups performed on stage, the rest of the trainees sat in the studio and watched the live broadcast on TV.

Song Wenxing sat on the chair, his hands and feet went limp from nervousness.Even though it was winter, his palms were always covered with a thin layer of sweat.

He was so nervous.

This is the first stage in the true sense after he quit the N group and decided to start over.

This is really important to Song Wenxing.

The other trainees were not as nervous as Song Wenxing. Everyone was quickly relieved by the performances of other groups in the live broadcast, cheering and applauding excitedly.

Some even stood up excitedly and swayed to the rhythm.

Song Wenxing sat for a while, and suddenly felt dry mouth.

He looked down and saw an unopened bottle of mineral water on the ground, he picked it up and wanted to take a sip.

"It's cold, don't drink it." Chi Qiao, who was sitting next to Song Wenxing, grabbed his arm, took the mineral water bottle from his hand, and stuffed a thermos into his hand, "This is warm water, drink this."

"Wow, Qiao Qiao, I haven't seen you use this cup before." Song Wenxing held the thermos cup, looked left and right, and asked in surprise, "Is it new?"

"Yeah." Chi Qiao put the mineral water aside, "I bought it for you, and I will fetch hot water for you in the future, don't drink cold water in winter."

"You are too considerate!" Song Wenxing unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a sip.

The water temperature is just right, the warm current flows down the esophagus, and the warmth spreads along the internal organs.

The originally cold and stiff limbs suddenly felt warm, and Song Wenxing sighed comfortably.

"Don't worry." Yin Jun put his hand on Song Wenxing's shoulder, "We are here."

Song Wenxing nodded and screwed on the lid of the cup.

Time flies fast or slow.

Not long after, the staff pushed open the door of the studio and shouted: "The red team of "Only I Have Feelings for You" is getting ready!"

finally reached!

Nervous Nervous Nervous!

Song Wenxing's heart suddenly hung up.

He stood up nervously, and was about to leave the classroom with Chi Qiao and Yin Jun when Zhuo Yixiao behind him suddenly called him, "Hello, Song Wenxing."

Song Wenxing stopped and turned around: "Ah? What's wrong?"

Zhuo Yixiao who was sitting in the back row hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his clenched fist and handed it to Song Wenxing.

Song Wenxing: "?"

Although Song Wenxing was puzzled, he stretched out his fist cooperatively and touched Zhuo Yixiao tentatively.

Zhuo Yixiao frowned, showing a disgusted expression: "What are you doing?"

He turned his fist over and spread his hand.

Only then did Song Wenxing realize that there was a small piece of chocolate candy lying in his palm.

"It's for you." Zhuo Yixiao looked a little unnatural, "Eating some sweets can relieve anxiety."

"Where did you get the sweets?" Song Wenxing was stunned, and took the piece of chocolate from Zhuo Yixiao, "Don't you not eat sweets?"

In such a cold day, the piece of chocolate has already melted a bit, presumably it must have been held in the palm of someone's hand for a long time.

"I picked it up on the road." Zhuo Yixiao snorted coldly and hugged his arms.

"Did you buy it specially?" Song Wenxing laughed immediately. He peeled off the candy wrapper twice and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, insisting on Zhuo Yixiao's explanation, "Is it? Is it? Is it?"

"Oh, get on stage." Zhuo Yixiao waved his arms like chasing flies, and said impatiently, "Behave well! Rap and sing well! Don't embarrass me!"

"I know!" Song Wenxing immediately stuffed the candy wrapper into Zhuo Yixiao's palm, and waved to him, "Don't worry! I'm leaving!"

Zhuo Yixiao looked at the candy wrapper in his hand: "? After eating the candy, return the trash to me?"

However, Song Wenxing had already run out of the studio.

Probably the chocolate that Zhuo Yixiao gave could really soothe the mood. The sweet and bitter taste spread on the tip of the tongue, and after a little bit penetrated into the taste buds, Song Wenxing's anxious mood gradually calmed down.

However, it wasn't until the moment when he was about to stand on the stage that Song Wenxing realized that any warm water or small candies were just auxiliary medicines.

What really made him feel at ease was Lu Zhicheng who stood in the center of the stage and looked at him.

Before the performance started, they had a quick meeting backstage.

Lu Zhicheng is the PD, there are too many procedures that require him to go, Song Wenxing can only look at him from a distance in the crowd, and did not go up to say hello.

He had been watching Lu Zhicheng through the live broadcast just now, but there was always a sense of distance that was neither far nor near.

It wasn't until seeing him with his own eyes, standing on the same stage with him, that Song Wenxing's heart slowly returned to its original position.

He stood at the entrance connecting the backstage and the stage, quietly watching Lu Zhicheng on the stage.

As the host of today's performance stage, Lu Zhicheng made a grand but not exaggerated look. His black hair was blown fluffy, and his obliquely parted bangs were scalded into curly arcs, which perfectly complemented the shape of his face.

Lu Zhicheng's facial features are very superior, his makeup is very light, and he is already very three-dimensional without any repairs.

He was wearing a large lapel coat today, which happened to be light-colored, with a large turned-out collar, which looked elegant and aura.

With the blessing of makeup, hair and clothing, Lu Zhicheng's complexion is also much better, at least he looks a little healthier than the plain makeup when he took time out of his busy schedule to come to class.

Holding the microphone and the line card, Lu Zhicheng said to the audience: "Okay, please invite us to the Vocal group, the members of the red group for the song "Only I Have Feelings for You."

Amid the chaotic screams that resounded throughout the audience, Song Wenxing followed everyone onto the stage.

Fans from various families held up the light boards and shouted the names of their favorite players.

Song Wenxing heard, among the chaotic screams, the names of Chi Qiao, Yin Jun, and Bai Lian could be heard most clearly.

Everything seemed to go back to that night a few months ago. He stood on the stage and looked down the stage, but there was no signboard that belonged to him.

Song Wenxing quietly took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and cheered for himself.

Take it easy, don't worry.

There will be.

There will definitely be in the future.

"Welcome, welcome, all trainees, please introduce yourself first." Lu Zhicheng said.

"Okay PD." Chi Qiao next to him said, "One, two, three—"

The five people bowed to the audience at the same time: "Hello everyone, we are——Don't sweet you give me money group."

Hearing this name, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"If you're not sweet, you'll give me money? I'll give you money?" Lu Zhicheng repeated their group name with a smile, "Come on, please tell the top producers how sweet you are?"

Chi Qiao: "Hello everyone, I'm Captain Chi Qiao, and I'm light and sweet."

Audience: "Chi Qiao—Chi Qiao—"

Yin Jun: "Hi everyone, I'm the handsome Yin Jun from Lansheng Film and Television, and I'm a cool sweetie."

The audience in the audience: "Yin Jun—husband—"

Bai Lian: "Hi everyone, I'm your little Bai Lian, from Wen Huang Entertainment, I'm cute and sweet."

The audience in the audience: "Bai Lian - Bai Lian -"

Wang Ke: "Hi everyone, I'm Wang Ke from XX Entertainment, I hope it's not embarrassingly sweet."

The audience in the audience: "Ahhh!"

Finally, the microphone was passed to Song Wenxing.

Song Wenxing said: "Hello everyone, I am Song Wenxing, a personal trainee, and I am also the center of this stage. I am..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'!" Suddenly, a male audience burst into sharp roars, interrupting Song Wenxing's self-introduction, "Little Xingxing! Mom loves you—! Ahhhh!"

Accompanied by this thunderous roar, Song Wenxing trembled in fright.

He looked down the stage in shock, and finally saw the light board with his name written on it——

Let's debut!Mom's baby Song Wenxing!

Song Wenxing: "???"

In the next second, some female fans yelled unwillingly: "Xing Xing! Daddy loves you too! Ahhhh——"

Song Wenxing: "..."

Are you singing folk songs duet?

Song Wenxing quickly changed his self-introduction lines: "I am the irritable Britney Spears of my parents."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"It seems that everyone is very popular." Lu Zhicheng looked at them with a smile, "Now, let's hand over the stage to them and let's see how sweet it is."

There was another scream from the audience.

Song Wenxing also looked at Lu Zhicheng.

In the chaotic and tense scene, they looked at each other unexpectedly.

The next moment, Lu Zhicheng smiled.

"come on."

He lip-mouthed.

Recognizing Lu Zhicheng's mouth shape, Song Wenxing blinked.

it is good.

Come on.

Will definitely do well.

After Lu Zhicheng stepped off the stage, the lights were turned off, and the whole stage was plunged into darkness.

The restlessness in the audience gradually subsided into silence.

A few minutes later, a beam of light suddenly hit the stage.

Accompanied by the cheerful prelude, Chi Qiao danced briskly all the way to the center of the stage.

Then, Chi Qiao stepped back, and Song Wenxing and Yin Jun jumped from both sides of the stage to the middle of the stage. The action of the princess hugging really drew screams from the audience.

Everything went smoothly, even Bai Lian, who was acting as a demon yesterday, performed seriously.

Amid the brisk music, Song Wenxing stepped on the dance steps and jumped between the four of them, stretching out his hands to the sides with the palms facing upwards.

Chi Qiao and Yin Jun who were next to him immediately leaned over from left to right, and put their chins in his palms, while Bai Lian and Wang Ke, who were standing outside, also danced and leaned over.

The well-designed stage movements were amplified on the LED electronic screen above, which once again attracted screams.

When the song reached the middle, the style of the song suddenly changed.

Before the audience could react, Song Wenxing had already jumped to the front of the stage and raised his eyebrows at the camera: "Hey, honey~"

A beautiful and delicate face and a petite expression with raised eyebrows were instantly projected on the big screen.

Sure enough, there was a shout from the audience.

Song Wenxing's appearance is very beautiful, the cat's eyes with a pair of raised tails look fierce without deterrence, and the round face has a child-like soft and cute feeling.

Two different styles collided on his face, forming Song Wenxing's unique innocent and disdainful personal style.

Even if Song Wenxing really made an angry expression, everyone would only think that he was a kitten pretending to be angry, and would only feel that he was fierce and cute.

After Song Wenxing stood still, he began to sing the rap he wrote:

"Cheese oolong peach tea is not as sweet as yours

Although sometimes I think you're annoying

You look at me, I see you are always calm

In fact, I might lose sleep when you're not around

silently counting sheep 1000 two thousand three thousand

I want to walk through the vicissitudes of life with you in my dreams

a little dangerous seems a little dangerous

I began to be willing to slowly fall like this

......"

After singing the last line of the lyrics, Song Wenxing suddenly turned around, straightened his arms, crossed his hands, and made a sniper gesture.

The other four teammates immediately made a gesture of covering their heart and falling to the ground in coordination, which looked funny and cute.

Song Wenxing raised his face proudly, held up the hand imitating the pistol, and blew into the muzzle of the gun.

The audience in the audience was also so cute by the little tricks they designed, they covered their mouths and laughed.

The next chorus began, and everyone took their positions one after another to continue the next performance.

This is a familiar song. The relaxed atmosphere and brisk dance steps have lifted the emotions of all the audience.

After the performance of the show, Song Wenxing and the team members stood on the stage at fixed points, and everyone posed handsome poses that had been rehearsed long ago.

There were deafening applause and cheers from the audience.

Great……

Song Wenxing was panting, looking at the dazzling array of lights under the stage, and hearing the applause in his ears, he suddenly felt an urge to cry.

no mess up...

Really good.

"I only have feelings for you..." Lu Zhicheng sang the lyrics, walked up from the backstage, stood beside Song Wenxing, and asked the audience with a microphone, "Do you still like the performance just now?"

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Song Wenxing subconsciously stood up straight and tensed his back.

The audience in the audience answered loudly:

"like--"

"It's so cute—!"

"I also like it very much. This is a very dynamic team, and everyone is very cute." Lu Zhicheng smiled, "Then, it's time for your canvassing."

With that said, Lu Zhicheng handed the microphone to Song Wenxing who was closest to him: "Is there anything Wenxing wants to say to everyone?"

Song Wenxing took the microphone, panting slightly, looking at the camera happily: "I..."

He had just raised his head when an abrupt voice suddenly came from below the stage:

"Song Wenxing get out of the N group——"

No one expected this to happen, and the scene that was originally in a boiling state cooled down instantly.

Lu Zhicheng's smile disappeared instantly.

He quickly glanced down the stage, his eyes were displeased, and he immediately turned his eyes back to Song Wenxing's face.

Yin Jun on the stage showed an angry expression unabashedly, and Chi Qiao's expression was well controlled, but he also suppressed the smile on his face, and looked at the audience with a serious face.

Wang Ke didn't dare to speak, and scratched her hands in embarrassment.

Bai Lian didn't speak, his expression was subtle, as if he was waiting for Song Wenxing's reaction.

The audience in the audience also looked towards the source of the sound.

Suddenly being interrupted, Song Wenxing just paused.

He quickly laughed, as if he didn't hear anything, and continued to answer: "I just thought of a rap I liked very much recently, and now I suddenly feel that it's quite appropriate."

"Oh?" After all, it was a stage performance, with so many eyes staring at him, Lu Zhicheng quickly recovered his smile, and then asked, "Does Wen Xing usually like to listen to rap?"

But his eyes were still cold.

Song Wenxing shook his head: "I rarely listen to it. There is a rapper in our dormitory, and I borrow his mp3 to listen to it."

Song Wenxing's attitude was very good, the embarrassment just now was washed away, and someone booed from the audience: "Zhuo Yixiao——"

"Mp3?" Lu Zhicheng asked with a smile.

"That's right, Renaissance." Song Wenxing said.

Hearing the word "Renaissance", Yin Jun and Chi Qiao next to him couldn't help laughing.

They remembered the appearance when they saw that the dreadlocked Zhuo, who was on the front line of the trend, took out an old and dilapidated MP3 player from under the pillow and handed it to Song Wenxing...

It's kind of funny.

Zhuo Yixiao who was waiting but suddenly heard his name: "?"

"What are those lyrics? Can you please sing us a part?" Lu Zhicheng asked.

"Yes." Song Wenxing sang generously, "...I clap my hands when I say I am happy, and clap my hands when you say I am happy. I don't live for anyone to watch, I have my giao!"

Hearing the unexpected lyrics, Lu Zhicheng frowned: "?"

Team members on stage: "???"

The audience in the audience: "?????"

Before Lu Zhicheng had time to recall which song it was, Song Wenxing next to him suddenly made an unexpected move.

He stretched out his hand, pointed at the seat in front of him, and continued to sing: "I said come if you like it, leave if you don't like it, don't pretend you don't like it, brother can give you freedom!"

Song Wenxing's face was enlarged on the big screen above the stage, and a pair of beautiful cat eyes seemed to be staring straight at everyone in front of the screen.

Although he sang the lyric words, his expression looked disdainful and provocative.

Out of their sight, the studio was already boiling.

Everyone was stimulated by Song Wenxing's actions to stand up and cheer:

"Song Wenxing is pulling!"

"How dare you openly diss black fans on the stage, I'm convinced, I'm convinced!"

"As expected of being the roommate of Kazakh Zhuo Yixiao! Kazakhs are going to war, not a single blade of grass will grow!"

Standing outside the studio, Zhuo Yixiao was cueed again: "??"

On the stage, Song Wenxing sang more and more excitedly, and finally ended with a line of lyrics: "... clap your hands when you are happy, and give me a giaogiao!"

After he finished singing, the audience collectively fell silent for a second.

In the next second, someone reacted first and laughed out loud.

Then, the audience laughed louder and louder, almost toppling the roof.

The applause also sounded one after another, and there was an overwhelming momentum.

Lu Zhicheng, whose shoulders were trembling all the time, suppressed a smile, and asked Chi Qiao with his head: "Foot artist, did you teach him this kind of silly lyrics?"

Chi Qiao: "..."

Chi Qiao: "No. It was taught by the rapper in our dormitory."

Zhuo Yixiao, who was waiting backstage but heard his name for the third time: "???"

No, what does it matter to him, if he is always brought out, the appearance fee should be settled first? !

The author has something to say: Zhuo Yixiao: Hidden achievements and fame.

Song Wenxing: Chi Qiao has failed in his studies!Learn to fight back!

Lu Zhicheng: My baby has been taught badly!It must have been done by an old-fashioned person!

Chi Qiao: I won’t be a foot artist in my next life :)

Good night! ovo

Song Wenxing's rap: The author wrote it himself.

【Clap your hands when I say I'm happy... give me a giaogiao】: Quoted from the lyrics of the song "Happy Really Giao".