The second male is so beautiful [Quick Transmigration]

Feeling the anxiety in the audience, Xu Qiao no longer pretended to be mysterious, and announced directly: "Qingyou, congratulations, Class A——!"

Zhang Chen patted Zhuo Qing's shoulder excitedly. If he didn't know that Zhang Chen had a really good relationship with him, with such strength, Zhuo Qing would have suspected that Zhang Chen secretly saw that he was upset and took the opportunity to retaliate.

There was a burst of warm applause from the trainee seats below the stage.

When the voice faded, Zhou Yami Fang said: "Although our mentor group finally gave you the grade A, but your dance ability has not been shown to us. I don't know how your dance ability is. If it doesn't work, after the next theme song task, Whether you can keep your rank or not depends on your own efforts."

Xu Qiao: "Come on!"

Zhao Qiang: "Qingyou, you can do it!"

After bowing and thanking, the three of them returned to the audience, and the preliminary rating stage continued.

Under everyone's admiring eyes, Zhuo Qing walked towards the top five, glanced at Ji Gao who was in the first place, walked towards him, and then stretched out his hand to express a polite greeting.

Ji Gao quickly stood up and held his hand as well.

Although the hands of the two were separated as soon as they touched, Ji Gao still felt the thick calluses on his palms, and his hand was slightly painful when he rubbed it.

It turned out that he was really farming at home.

Looking at his handsome face, Ji Gao could clearly see the scars on his face from a close distance, Ji Gao felt a little pain in his heart, thinking how could he have the idea before, and even want to compete with him.

Now he doesn't think of the rural guy as a strong enemy at all in his mind. What he thinks more about now is that even if the C position is given up to the rural guy, he is still willing.

Seeing him sitting in the second seat, Ji Gao struck up a conversation as if pretending to be a greeting: "Well, can you dance?"

Afraid that what he said would make him think he was protesting, Ji Gao quickly added: "I heard that you only sang before, it doesn't matter if you can't dance, after that we will be in the same class, I can teach you."

Zhuo Qing glanced at Ji Gao sideways in surprise, shook his head and said honestly: "I don't know how to dance, I've never danced before."

But he was very puzzled in his heart. This Ji Gao was sitting at the top. Such a powerful person seemed very cold and unapproachable. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to teach himself how to dance.

What kind of little angel is this!

No matter, from this moment on, Ji Gao is the protagonist in his heart!

He is relatively superficial, and whoever has milk is a mother.

Even if others are just doing it with a little effort.

Zhuo Qing looked down, Ji Gao's heart was flustered, he didn't know if it was his own illusion, why did he have the feeling that he was looking at his chest?

Immediately, he threw this thought out of his head, what was he thinking!

He turned out to be such an impure person.

The game is still going on, people go down in a row, and then sit in the corresponding position according to the level.

A slightly shy voice on the stage caused Zhuo Qing to raise his eyes and look towards the stage.

"Hello instructors, hello everyone, I'm a personal trainee, Lin Yifan." He kept moving his hand holding the microphone, his nervousness was visible to the naked eye.

Lin Yifan was wearing a school uniform, and he felt fresh and youthful. He had that kind of cute appearance, and the little pear dimple that appeared when he smiled, hit the cuteness of every trainee in the audience with precision.

"Ah! I'm dead!"

"Oh my god, he's so cute, I can't bear the boyish heart of this old man!"

The instructors were also so cute by him, they even spoke softly, "You are so cute, are you ready, then let's start the performance."

Lin Yifan nodded obediently, "I'm ready." Then he pursed his lower lip, which was obviously a casual little habit, and it once again fascinated everyone.

The lights on the stage did not change, Lin Yifan gestured to the music teacher, the music started slowly, the rhythm was cheerful and fresh, Lin Yifan sang and danced, and the end of his voice was slightly panting, sweet and cute Japanese boy's voice , coupled with his cheerful dance, attracted everyone's attention.

After singing and dancing, Lin Yifan returned to his well-behaved appearance, nervously waiting for the instructor's comment.

Sang Luo's lower lip was pressed against the microphone, and he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. He didn't know that his own unintentional actions were captured by the camera, and his delicate face seemed to come out of a cartoon.

Sang Luo: "Lin... Yifan, you don't have to be so nervous, you sing and dance very well, at least during the 5 minutes of your performance, my eyes never left your figure."

Zhou Yami praised unabashedly: "Yes, although your dance is very simple, and you don't even have any skills at all, but you have this kind of ability, you can completely bring people into your performance, I just want to appreciate it .”

Xu Qiao: "It's so cute, it can dance, it can sing, it looks like a super cute little hamster, I haven't seen enough of it."

Zhao Qiang: "They have said everything I want to praise, so I will praise you with your grades. Congratulations, Lin Yifan, Class A!"

Lin Yifan covered his mouth excitedly in disbelief, and felt that it was not good for him, so he quickly put down his hands, smiled foolishly, and kept bowing: "Thank you, thank you, teacher——"

Zhou Yami: "Good boy, you deserve this, go."

Lin Yifan bowed to the teacher again, then jogged towards the top with a happy smile.

The closer it was to the top, the more excited Lin Yifan felt. Seeing Ji Gao and Qingyou stood up and looked at him with a smile, Yifan hurriedly bent over and stretched out his hand to Ji Gao, "Hello, Lin Yifan."

Got it!

Ji Gao nodded lightly: "Hello, Ji Gao."

Withdrawing his hand, Lin Yifan covered the nervousness on his face, and quickly reached out to Qingyou, "Hello, hello, I like you so much—"

Zhuo Qing: "Huh???"

Lin Yifan: "I really like that song you just sang!"

"……Oh."

Zhuo Qing heaved a sigh of relief, this kid didn't finish his words at once, how could he bear it at his age.

Both of them withdrew their hands, and Lin Yifan sat down on No. [-] next to Zhuo Qing, still smiling, with thin beads of sweat on his forehead, and a pair of big eyes shining brightly, looking at the stage.

Only after Lin Yifan, until No.90, did he get another A.

Du Yu of No. 93 couldn't help but look at the top five seats, worried all the time, for fear that those five seats would be filled.

He believes that he has the ability to get an A. No matter what, "In the Name of Wu" selects people who are suitable for boy groups. No matter how good a singer is, he can't dance.

Looking past that seat, Du Yuyu rolled his eyes in disdain, turned around with his mouth pursed.

There are still two groups, and their combination is about to prepare to play.

Finally it was their turn, Du Yuyu got up, bumped his shoulder with his teammate, turned around and was about to follow another teammate, Ning Chuan, and also gave an encouraging gesture, but Ning Chuan had a cold face and didn't want to come here with him at all. For the meaning of one set, Du Yuyu curled his lips and didn't force it.

Ning Chuan is like this, very aloof, his whole body seems to be written in big characters "Don't get close to strangers", that high-class face is exceptionally handsome, coupled with his height of [-], it deepens his aloofness. That cold breath gave people a feeling that they had to be careful when talking to him.

The three of them held the microphones and walked towards the stage. When passing through the aisle, Ning Chuan walked at the end, even if he didn't have any expression, he walked proudly and arrogantly.

When introducing himself, he cherished words like gold, and the four words "My name is Ning Chuan" are over.

Xu Qiao poked Sang Luo with his elbow: "No, I really didn't expect there to be people in this world who talk less than you. If you weren't the initiator and had to talk a lot, I guess this Ning Chuan has nothing to do with you. There is a fight."

Sang Luo said lightly, "Yes."

Xu Qiao was dismissed word by word, Xu Qiao covered his chest, pretended to spurt blood, squeezed word by word from between his teeth: "Sang Luo! You are really human! Let it go! No! Collapse! Ah!"

Sang Luo raised his eyebrows and ignored her.

Nearly 10 people performed, and each team added introductions and comments, with an average of [-] minutes. After such a day, several instructors were yawning tiredly, and even Sang Luo's voice when he started the performance was a little weak.

The trainees in the audience were all tired just watching, and some even leaned on their teammates and fell asleep with their eyes closed.

The soft music cuts in, and the three people on the stage slowly open their eyes. With the bursting drums, the powerful dance is matched with the dazzling dance beauty, and the atmosphere of the whole stage is instantly ignited. , all at this moment, woke up.

The audience was in a state of excitement, and most of the trainees had finished their performances. At this time, there was such an explosive stage, with a completely relaxed mood, pure appreciation of this group of stages that was enough to make the soul tremble.

After the song was over, except for Ning Chuan, Du Yuyu and the other teammate were a little panting, waiting for the result from the mentor group.

The tutors of each major commented separately. Finally, Sang Luo took the report card, raised his eyelashes, and looked at the tall boy, and his clear but lingering voice flowed smoothly from the microphone: "Ning Chuan, Class A .”

Without any suspense, it was announced directly.

The main reason is that everyone is too tired, who still has the energy to engage in suspense.

Looking down at the grades of the remaining two, Sang Luo first announced the other boy, who was B. Looking at Du Yuyu standing in the middle, Sang Luo thoughtfully rubbed his lower lip with the belly of his thumb.

It lasted only half a minute, but in Du Yuyu's feeling, it seemed that several years had passed, and the trainees in the audience could feel his tension, and through his sliding Adam's apple, they could even hear his tension. The sound of him swallowing.

"Du Yuyu." Sang Luo said, "Your grade is also A, let's see who the top five will challenge."

Du Yuyu choked up, "I'm A... Can I challenge anyone? Also, if I win the challenge, I can take his place, right?"

Sang Luo nodded.

Du Yuyu was inexplicably excited, and his eyes rushed directly to the top seat, with an extremely fierce aggressiveness, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Du Yuyu pointed to that position: "Sang PD, can I challenge him?"

All the mentors looked back, except Sang Luo.

With just one finger, can the angle on the stage be the same as the angle of their mentor group?

Sang Luo thought that he would not make such a naive move as turning around.

Sure enough, Zhao Qiang asked Du Yuyu with a confused face: "Who are you going to challenge?"

Du Yuyu bit his lower lip obliquely, and said in a loud voice, "Young fellow from the countryside."

Lin Yifan heaved a sigh of relief, the direction Du Yuqun pointed just now was on his side, and his first feeling in his heart was that the person Du Yuqun challenged was himself.

After all, his dancing and dancing are not top-notch, and his vocal music and vocal music are not very strong. Obviously, among the five people, he is the weakest. Of course, he has to pick the softest persimmon. Du Yuyu doesn't challenge him, is it stupid? Will you challenge Qingyou, the strongest vocal in the audience?

Facts speak louder than words, Du Yuyu is just a fool right before his eyes.

Sure enough, the trainees were shocked that Du Yuyu was going to challenge the rural guy.

"Is he crazy? Isn't this hitting a rock with an egg?! The rural singing is the strongest in the audience, and he can completely squeeze out Zhou Yami as a mentor!"

"He's a sand skin."

"Hey, he just let go of the chance he got in class A. I really don't know how eager we are for those five positions!"

"Hey hey hey, I just like to see a silly boy like him doing stupid things, breaking his head! How exciting!"

Sang Luo's face remained calm: "Okay, what do you want to challenge him for?"

Du Yufeng smiled.

"dance."

Added: "Impromptu."

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