After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

Amid applause and laughter, Song Wenxing looked at Lu Zhicheng solemnly: "PD, I'm done."

"Okay, thank you Wen Xing for such an interesting speech." Lu Zhicheng suppressed a smile, "The next trainee, Yin Jun, will speak."

Song Wenxing handed the microphone to Yin Jun.

Yin Jun took the microphone and expressed his heart to the audience: "Hello, top producers, this is the first public performance stage that my best brother Song Wenxing and I completed together. I hope it can bring happiness to everyone. "

There was a wave of screams from the audience.

Then other members of the group also gave their speeches one by one.

"All top producers, please vote for Xiao Bailian." Bai Lian winked at the camera.

"Thank you all the top producers, please support me a lot, I am Wang Ke." Wang Ke's speech was rather restrained.

Finally it was Chi Qiao's turn.

Chi Qiao took the microphone, but didn't rush to solicit votes for herself, but looked at Lu Zhicheng first: "PD, can I say a few more words to the top producers?"

"Go ahead." Lu Zhicheng nodded his jaw unexpectedly.

What is Chi Qiao going to say?

Song Wenxing also turned his head in doubt and looked in Chi Qiao's direction.

"First of all, I would like to thank all the top producers for their support to our 'Don't be sweet, you give me money' group. I really appreciate it." Chi Qiao took the microphone and looked at the audience with a smile on his face, with a gentle tone, "Then I What I want to say is that my teammate Song Wenxing is a very cute and kind boy. I was injured a while ago, and I was already disheartened. It was he who has been taking care of me, encouraging me, and helping me, so I regained my energy Come."

Hearing his own name from Chi Qiao's mouth unexpectedly, Song Wenxing was stunned.

The audience didn't expect Chi Qiao to mention Song Wenxing, and the audience gradually became quiet.

In the darkness, only the lights of various colors were shining, and everyone was waiting for Chi Qiao to speak.

"Song Wenxing is under a lot of pressure to jump to the C position. We have seen his efforts. As the captain, I want to say that he has done a good job." Chi Qiao continued, "I hope everyone can give my brother more room to grow. and opportunity."

After saying these words, he bowed deeply to the audience: "Thank you everyone."

After hearing Chi Qiao's words, Song Wenxing's nasal cavity suddenly became sore.

...Chi Qiao, what are you doing?

Why are you saying such things on stage all of a sudden?

You are stupid, you should canvass for yourself, understand?Why waste the opportunity to speak for me?

The audience was silent for a few seconds.

After a while, someone yelled first: "Chi Qiao, come on! Song Wenxing, come on!"

The silence was broken, and then someone shouted:

"Chi Qiao, Song Wenxing, come on!"

"Come on! Don't give up!"

"Tianzi No.[-] is the best!"

Sporadic voices sounded from all corners, and there were more and more responses, and those fragmented voices finally converged into a loud encouragement: "Come on!"

Hearing those encouraging voices, Song Wenxing couldn't hold back, lowered his head, raised his hand and quickly wiped his eyes.

Naturally, Lu Zhicheng did not miss Song Wenxing's little tricks.

There was a limp sink in his heart, a little soft, a little distressed.

"Okay, I believe the top producers have heard your voice." Lu Zhicheng did not forget his duty, he had to control the rhythm of the entire stage, "Please go to the lounge, take a short rest, and wait for the result. "

The five boys bowed to the audience again, then left, and went to the waiting room to wait for the result.

As soon as he entered the lounge and sat down, Song Wenxing's expression immediately collapsed.

It's been almost a year since he entered this circle, but he still can't learn to filter out those hurtful voices.

Although he tried hard to convince himself not to care, the moment someone shouted "Song Wenxing get out of the N group" just now, Song Wenxing still instantly passed through the night when his eyes were illuminated by the laser pointer.

Yin Jun next to him put his arms around his shoulders: "Don't be sad, there are all kinds of idiots in this big world. At worst, let's stop working hard. Come home with me and make your debut. I will support you."

"Don't spoil the children." Chi Qiao patted Yin Jun on the back.

"How can I! If you want to say spoiled, you are the one who spoils him the most!" Yin Jun immediately retorted.

"Do I have it?" Chi Qiao asked.

"Don't you?" Yin Jun asked back.

Chi Qiao was silent for a while: "...If there is one, let it be, children are meant to be pampered."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Wenxing worriedly: "Wenxing, are you okay?"

"I wanted to cry." Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Song Wenxing chuckled, "Now I don't want to."

"What's there to cry about? You were so handsome just now, but you actually ranted against Heizi on stage." Yin Jun couldn't help but hum when he said, "Come if you like it, leave if you don't like it..."

Bai Lian who was sitting at the back cut, but no one paid attention to him except Wang Ke.

Not long after, Zhuo Yixiao's group also came in.

The two groups that chose the same song for PK will go to a separate lounge after the performance and wait together for the audience's voting results.

As soon as he saw Zhuo Yixiao, Song Wenxing immediately praised him: "Old Zhuo, it's not bad, you can sing very steadily!"

They watched the live broadcast of Zhuo Yixiao's group's performance on TV just now in the lounge. The situation was very good and no one made a mistake.

"It's okay." Zhuo Yixiao sat down on the chair next to him, sounding humble, but there was always a smile that was sure to win on the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, he was very satisfied with the performance on the stage just now.

Zhuo Yixiao turned his head and looked at Chi Qiao provocatively: "Mr. Qiao, compare? See who has the most votes?"

Chi Qiao showed a gentle smile.

He didn't answer, but he didn't refuse either. It seemed that he accepted Zhuo Yixiao's challenge by default.

Both teams are in place and will soon be announcing their respective live vote counts.

Everyone sat in their chairs, holding their breath, staring at the screen with full concentration, and there was tension in the air.

The numbers on the screen kept jumping, and then, the jumping numbers suddenly stopped, and the specific value appeared behind everyone's name!

"Yes, yes, yes!" Someone suddenly stood up.

Song Wenxing was so nervous, when he heard someone shout, he stood up abruptly, stared at the screen, looking for his name.

Even Zhuo Yixiao couldn't help but put down Erlang's legs, straighten his back, and lean his body forward.

"Ah—" After seeing the numbers clearly, someone couldn't help but let out a low cry.

The votes for both groups are announced simultaneously.

On the left is the red group, and on the right is the blue group, the contrast is sharp.

Vocal group

"I Only Have Feelings for You" Red Group

Chi Qiao 199 votes

Yin Jun 137 votes

Bailian 126 votes

Wang Ke 65 votes

Song Wenxing - ticket

"Only Have Feelings for You" Blue Team

XXX120 votes

XXX104 votes

XX99 votes

XXX36 votes

Zhuo Yixiao-Tickets

After seeing the number of votes, everyone exploded, some were happy and others were sad.

"Ah—" Seeing that there was nothing behind his name, Song Wenxing opened his eyes wide, "Why do I have no votes?!"

Did he get 0 votes? !

No, no, no, no?Why is it so miserable? !

Not a single person who voted for him? !

Seeing Song Wenxing sit back on the chair with his heart in his hands and a heartbroken expression on his face, Chi Qiao put his hand on his right shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, you must be the one with the highest number of votes in our group. The program group should be trying to impress , to hide the number of votes."

Zhuo Yixiao sat back on the chair, embraced his arms, and cut.

It was a false alarm.

But Ling Chi's execution is also very uncomfortable!

"But you already have 199 votes, so high." Song Wenxing always felt that things were not that simple, "How could I be higher than you?"

It's impossible to think about it with your toes.

It is recognized that Chi Qiao is strong, and her fairy-like appearance and Buddhist personality are very attractive to fans.

Coupled with the fact that he had some fan base before, no one would be surprised no matter how high his vote count is.

Yin Jun made his debut as an actor. Although his acting skills are not very good, and his singing and dancing are rubbish, his god-like handsome appearance makes him have many fans.

Yin Jun's wife group is very good at fighting.

Needless to say, Bai Lian also has quite a few fans of Wei Fan and N Group.

Although recently, due to his unauthorized participation in the 404 talent show, Weifan and Tuanfan have been torn apart, and a large number of fans have quit their meals, but the skinny camel is still bigger than the horse after all.

Seeing the final number of votes on the spot, Bai Lian's expression turned a little ugly.

His number of votes was not low, after all, the trainees in other groups had votes in single digits.

What he couldn't accept was that Song Wenxing was actually taller than him!

how can that be! ?

Before everyone had time to continue the discussion, they were called out by the staff who suddenly pushed the door open.

Sixty trainees returned to the stage and stood in line in groups.

Lu Zhicheng and the other three instructors who were sitting in another studio just now stood in front of the stage and made the final concluding remarks.

"Thanks to the support of the audience and the audience in front of the screen, the first stage performance of "Top Boy Group 404" has successfully concluded, and the live votes of the 48 trainees have been announced."

Holding the microphone, Lu Zhicheng calmly spoke to the audience.

"One week later, we will announce the votes of the remaining 12 trainees. The trainee who gets the most votes on site will get 20 extra votes, and the members of the same group will get [-] extra votes."

Song Wenxing stood first in front of the line, very close to Lu Zhicheng.

Countless pairs of eyes from the audience were staring at the stage, and he was so nervous that his fingers twitched together, staring at Lu Zhicheng's back, trying to divert his attention.

what.

Why is Lu Zhicheng's neck so slender and beautiful!

The back of the head is so superior that there is no need for a wig.

The shoulders are so broad, there is no need for shoulder pads.

The waist is also quite thin.

The coat he's wearing today looks great too!

Lu Zhicheng standing in front had no idea that he had been stared back and forth countless times by someone.

He went on to say: "... At the same time, we will also announce the final vote count of everyone after counting the online votes, as well as the third ranking. At that time, all trainees will face a 60-to-45 knockout round."

After Lu Zhicheng finished speaking, the trainees let out a low sigh.

Song Wenxing didn't think too much about it, he kept staring at the back of Lu Zhicheng's head.

Song Wenxing didn't come to his senses until Yin Jun at the back teased him, and found that everyone had disbanded long ago, and the audience was also leaving.

The four instructors were standing aside, looking at him who was in a daze with probing expressions.

Especially Lu Zhicheng, the smile in his eyes was about to burst out.

Ahhhhh!

what the hell!

Large social death scene!

Song Wenxing's head became hot, and he didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he hurriedly squeezed Yin Jun to get off the stage together.

"What are you looking at so engrossed?" Yin Jun asked as he walked, "I've called you several times, but you didn't seem to hear me."

"I didn't watch it." It was impossible for Song Wenxing to admit, "Let's go, let's go, I'm starving to death! Go eat!"

The first stage performance is finally over.

The string that everyone had been tense was finally loosened, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, until the day when the results are announced, they are all frogs in warm water, free and easy.

The program team gave everyone a day off and sent the phone back.

Everyone knows that the ranking will be announced in one week.Before the final ranking comes out, there is still a turning point in online voting.

The program group sent back their mobile phones at this time, tacitly allowing them to post Weibo to solicit votes for themselves.

After Song Wenxing got the phone, he made a video call to his family to report his safety.

After the phone rang a few times, the smiling faces of Mom and Dad appeared on the screen:

"It's a star!"

"Did the show crew return the phone to you?"

"Dad, Mom." Song Wenxing was lying on the bed, holding his phone in both hands, "My first stage performance is over! The program team gave us a day off and returned the phone."

"Xing Xing, mom, dad, and grandparents are watching your show." Dad said with a smile, "Come on, dad votes for you and Ah Jun online every day!"

Yin Jun, who was on the lower bunk, immediately lay down beside Song Wenxing's bed, holding on to the railing with both hands, and forced himself into the mirror: "Thank you uncle!"

"A Jun looks even more handsome." Dad boasted.

"Who is my mother voting for?" Song Wenxing asked.

"Your mother said that she likes Chi Qiao in your dormitory, and said that the child is very hardworking, very much like me when I was young." Dad chuckled.

"Hey!" The mother next to me slapped my father on the shoulder, "When did I say the last sentence? Do you want to nod?"

Song Wenxing laughed out loud: "Yes, I also like Chi Qiao, he is also my good friend now."

"He's a nice kid, you guys get along well." Mom drove Dad away, and forcibly seized the phone by herself, "By the way, I heard from your sister, what nicknames did the netizens give you, what are your names... what?" Three King Kong?"

"Ah, there are now the Four Great King Kongs, there are five of them." Song Wenxing counted them with his fingers, "I, Qiao Qiao, Brother Jun, and Lao Zhuo and Sister Ying—that's Zhuo Yixiao from our dormitory. There is Lan Xiaoying from the dormitory next door."

"Oh, oh, Zhuo Yixiao is that mop head?" Mom suddenly realized.

Zhuo Yixiao, who was sitting next to him brushing Weibo, raised his head: "???"

Cue him again? !

"What kind of mop head, Mom, they call it dreadlocks!" Hearing that "mop head", Song Wenxing laughed for a long time, and almost burst into tears.

Zhuo Yixiao next to him hesitated to speak: "..."

"I don't understand, I look like a mop." My mother said, "Isn't Lan Xiaoying a boy? The first episode of the program imitated chicken calling that? Why do you call her Yingjie?"

Crow like a rooster?

Song Wenxing was rolling on the bed laughing this time: "Hahahahaha!"

"What are you laughing at? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, isn't it?" Mom asked back.

"Because he is the most beautiful boy in 404." After laughing for a long time, Song Wenxing's stomach hurts, "The dance he danced on the performance stage yesterday was very explosive, you can watch it when the show airs."

"You young people are really weird." Mom sighed.

"Then who is my sister picking?" Song Wenxing asked casually.

"Your sister?" Mom frowned and thought for a while, "She said she picked a mentor, what kind of PD is that called Lu Zhicheng, right? Your sister said he was a colleague of yours from the same company."

Lu Zhicheng? !

Sister picks him? !

Suddenly hearing Lu Zhicheng's name from his mother, Song Wenxing couldn't help being taken aback.

Always felt……

strange.

So awkward.

There is an illusion that the dimensional wall has been broken.

"Oh him." Song Wenxing replied pretending to be nonchalant, "What's wrong? Do you have any impression?"

"I have an impression. I think he is very good. The young man is tall, handsome, and energetic." Mom said, "By the way, aren't you and him a former colleague? Ask him if he has a daughter." friend."

Song Wenxing was suddenly vigilant: "...What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Mom chuckled and lowered her voice, "Can you help your sister connect and match the two of them?"

I rely on!

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

"Mom! He's an idol or an entertainer, and he can't fall in love during his rising period!" Song Wenxing was anxious, and sat up from the bed suddenly, "If fans find out, he will be killed! Ruined! Shredded!"

Maybe Song Wenxing's tone was too serious. My mother was taken aback and quickly moved the phone screen away: "Ah, why are you still dead and broken? Are your fans so terrible? Why don't you let people know?" Are you in a relationship? I think Ah Jun has changed several girlfriends, right?"

Yin Jun lying on the lower bunk and playing with his mobile phone: "???"

"That's different! Lu Zhicheng is an idol, and Brother Jun is an actor." Song Wenxing said anxiously.

"I don't understand your mess." Mom frowned, her expression seemed to be a headache, "Forget it, I'll just talk casually. What are you in a hurry for?"

Who is in a hurry? !

He's not in a hurry, okay?

"You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing." Song Wenxing immediately changed the subject, diverting his mother's attention away from Lu Zhicheng, "Hey mom, let me tell you, I ate a bad stomach a few days ago, it hurts so much... ..."

Compared with the marriage of a strange man, the mother still cared more about her son: "What? Why are you eating like crazy again?"

……

After four or ten minutes of talking on the phone with his mother, Song Wenxing hung up the phone contentedly.

He climbed out of bed along the escalator, only to see Chi Qiao sitting by the bed, holding his mobile phone, looking down at the screen, frowning slightly.

"What's the matter, Qiao Qiao? What are you looking at?" Song Wenxing jumped to the ground and put on his slippers.

"It's nothing." Chi Qiao raised her head and smiled at Song Wenxing, "It's just that I think there seems to be something... wrong in the comment section of my Weibo."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Song Wenxing sat next to Chi Qiao, leaned over to look, "Let me have a look."

Chi Qiao hesitated, handed over the phone,

Song Wenxing took a closer look, and saw Chi Qiao's mobile phone screen displaying the comment section of his latest Weibo:

[Fairy, stop making earthy videos!Obviously you can rely on appearance, but why rely on earthy taste! 】

【555 I'm crying. When I see Qiao Qiao now, my mind is full of bgm of foot artists... Why should I search for Qiao Qiao's short video account 5555】

[Hahahaha am I the only one who thinks the contrast is cute!Fairies have to shit too, okay?So true hahahaha! 】

"It's strange." Chi Qiao frowned, and said slowly, "My Weibo has lost a hundred thousand followers."

"Ah?!" Song Wenxing looked up at him, "How could this happen?!"

Isn't it just a few earthy videos?How can it be so lethal?

"However, my short video account has gained 200 million followers..." Chi Qiao's expression became more and more confused, "Fans liked me in other earthy videos and said they wanted to watch me shoot them."

Song Wenxing: "???"

Chi Qiao went on to say: "They also said that they want to see the Four King Kong filming together."

Song Wenxing: "..."

The author has something to say: Song Wenxing: ...

Zhuo Yixiao: ...

Yin Jun: ...

Chi Qiao: ...

Lan Xiaoying: Okay, okay!Shoot and shoot!Show fans the stunning beauty of my mother!

good night ovo