The top brother is going to the draft!

Dong Xia:? !

Later, regret?

With question marks all over his head, he looked at Zhuang Xiang on the stage and turned back to look at Xiang Ran.

Is it because he doesn't understand the old lady?There is nothing to regret.

Xiang Ran subconsciously followed Zhuang Xiang on the stage.

The teenager has messy hair, delicate eyebrows and handsome eyes, impeccable from expression to dance.

In the hustle and bustle of the background, Xiang Ran was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I taught."

Dong Xia: "?"

"I taught you personally." Xiang Ran looked at the dazzling young man on the stage, frowned slightly, and said softly, "I have seen every expression, and I corrected every flaw bit by bit."

Dong Xia: "Huh?"

Xiang Ran: "This is the result I wanted, something I should be proud of. I shouldn't feel uncomfortable."

Dong Xia: "..."

What, what are you telling me about this! !

I'm pd, not a bosom brother.

But he didn't dare to say this to Xiang Ran, so he could only passively listen to Xiang Ran's ramblings.

"The whole world saw him shine. I should be proud."

Dong Xia perfunctory: "Yeah, proud, proud, very proud."

Xiang Ran ignored him, his blue pupils reflected the dim red light of the stage, and the young man's thin and powerful figure clearly shone in his eyes.He murmured softly to himself: "...I should be proud."

yes, it should.

This should.

His deep voice is so soft that a gust of wind can blow it away.His eyes seemed to be covered with mist in the ancient pond.

Compared with the flat tone of the statement before, Dong Xia inexplicably felt that his words were more like a commandment to warn his heart and a shackle on his body.

The mother's heart is really complicated.

Dong Xia sighed.

The time of a song is not long or short.The contestants stopped and stood in front of the stage after one dance, went through the process and waited for Dong Xia's evaluation.

Dong Xia talked about a few small problems on the stage.

The problems that can be found during the rehearsal are not considered problems. If they can be found and improved as soon as possible, the chances of making mistakes on the official stage will gradually decrease.

The "Boss" group had a total of two rehearsals.Once they danced in a suit properly, and once they took it off and put it on, and they almost never fell off. After the rehearsal, the contestants still chirped and asked Dong Xia which one they thought was better.

Dong Xia is also suffering from difficulty in choosing, he thinks that either one is good, but after serious consideration, he said: "Dress well."

No one knows whether the clothes that don't fall off in the rehearsal will fall off in the official performance.

Xiang Ran patted Dong Xia on the shoulder and told him to bring the microphone over.

Only then did the contestants on the stage see that Xiang Ran was also there, and they greeted in disorder, but Xiang Ran raised his hand and pressed the button to stop.

He said, "It looks better in clothes."

Dong Xia muttered silently: "Why do I always feel that you are afraid of Zhuang Xianghan?"

Xiang Ran said: "Of course, the cold factor is not ruled out."

Dong Xia: "..."

"When you dance in a suit, you can't help but make your movements smaller, which affects the overall effect of the stage." Xiang Ran said, "Just wear it. This is a very serious opinion."

Meng Zhen said regretfully: "It does make sense. If we practiced wearing clothes a few days ago, it would be much better."

In order to prevent their clothes from being knocked off by their large movements, they can't help changing their movements to be more restrained when dancing.But the consequences of doing so are just like what Xiang Ran said——

Eat moves, affect the stage.

Every stage of the draft trainees is very important, and affecting the stage is a fatal flaw, which is absolutely unacceptable.

Cheng Fengyu patted Meng Zhen on the shoulder and comforted him: "If you really want to wear it, we can apply to the director for an extra informal practice session."

Zhuang wants to nod in agreement.

In the end, Dong Xia explained to the cameraman a few camera issues, rearranged a few small details, and asked them to step down and rest.

Zhuang wanted to get down from the stage, raised his eyes for a casual glance, and met Xiang Ran who was not far away.

Xiang Ran nodded to him.

Zhuang wanted to stop, and said to the other contestants, "I'll go over."

"Okkk! Come back early, there will be practice later." Cheng Fengyu said.

Zhuang Xiang smiled and waved to them, then turned to Xiang Ran.

Xiang Ran stared at his approaching figure without blinking.

The boy in the suit was tall and straight, with a rather superior head-to-body ratio.When she walked over, her gait was beautiful, and she really had a casual and domineering feeling.

But he has messy blue hair.

This head of hair forcibly pulled out a bit of youthful outrageous romance from his sharpness.

Compared with the thugs in suits lazily in charge of life and death on the stage, he is more like a noble little prince who is rebellious in nature.

Xiang Ran remembers that he used to be a little kid with red eyes and nose following behind; when he was older, he was a little bastard wearing overalls and making faces at him.

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Zhuang Xiang has already slowly stood in front of Xiang Ran: "How was my performance just now?"

Xiang Ran looked down at him slowly.

Zhuang Xiang tilted his head and shook his hands in front of his eyes. Xiang Ran subconsciously grabbed his wrist and held it lightly in his palm.

——When he was a little older, his little friend had already stood under the spotlight, and the light on him was no longer monopolized by Xiang Ran alone.

Sensing the terrifying thoughts taking root in his heart, Xiang Ran's heart throbbed.

exclusive.

That word sounds really disgraceful.

……But.It's hard not to admit that, even though he knew this clearly, he still felt a small electric current of unknown origin suddenly rushing to his heart, and vines covered with small thorns grew wildly and spread to his limbs and bones, and his whole heart trembled accordingly.

He was in a daze for a while, frowned for a while, lowered his blue eyes, and sighed softly.

Zhuang wanted to stare at him for two seconds, puzzled: "Sentimental old lady?"

Xiang Ran didn't refute this time, he let go of Zhuang Xiang's hand silently, lowered his head, and helped him fasten all the buttons he had untied.

Warm fingertips touched the neck from time to time, Zhuang wanted to look down and said, "Do you want to fasten it? The election supervisor and staff say it looks good when it is unbuttoned."

"Well, it looks good." Xiang Ran said in a low voice, "But I want to buckle it up."

Zhuang thought:?

That's good, as long as the old lady is happy.

After fastening the buttons, Xiang Ran raised his eyes and looked over.

The man who became the film king at a young age, besides excellent acting skills, also has a good-looking face.

His long straight eyelashes cast shadows under the light, and his handsome face is even more three-dimensional under the light and shadow, with a sculpture-like inanimate coldness.

Zhuang thought: "What's wrong?"

Xiang Ran looked at him for two seconds, raised his hand to touch his cheek, covered his cold side face with his warm palm, and said, "Is it cold?"

Zhuang Xiang buried his head against his warm palm and rubbed it twice.

Xiang Ran's brows and eyes were soothed and his eyes moved, his expression was so gentle that it was a mess.He said softly: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Zhuang Xiang muttered: "Worry."

"..." Xiang Ran choked, and couldn't help squeezing his face, "Enough is enough. I only said a few words today."

Zhuang thought: "A few words? Really, why do I feel that you have already chanted hundreds of sentences."

The ears are going deaf.

Xiang Ran: "..."

He held the child's face and looked up to preach.

Zhuang Xiang stared at him innocently and obediently, her beautiful black eyes sparkling.

How can Xiang Ran lose his temper.

He glanced at Zhuang Xiang's face over and over again, and after a long while, he slowly leaned forward and rubbed against Zhuang Xiang's forehead, calling out, "Think about it."

Zhuang Xiang's forehead felt warm, and he said, "What are you doing?"

But he waited for a long time and didn't hear anything later.

Just when he was about to push Xiang Ran away and run to practice, Xiang Ran blinked in front of his eyes and moved a little closer.

Breathing staggered.

The cold smell like snow wind seems to have been transferred to Zhuang Xiang's breath, and the traces of wine in the tail note smell really good.

Zhuang Xiang shrank his neck subconsciously, and was pulled in again by Xiang Ran.

Zhuang wanted to push his chin: "Speak farther away!!"

Xiang Ran: "Immediately."

Zhuang Xiang had no choice but to wait reluctantly, and saw that Xiang Ran's eyes seemed to flicker slightly, and then he shouted again: "Think about it."

The magnetic voice is like a feather scratching in my heart.

Zhuang thought: "Huh?"

"..." There was no words for another long time, and Zhuang Xiang was impatient with waiting.After a while, Xiang Ran pursed his thin lips, let go of Zhuang Xiang's head, and said slightly hesitantly, "Come on, Er Gong?"

Zhuang Xiang immediately hardened his fist.He smiled slowly, showing his small canine teeth in a smile, with a threatening face: "Don't tell me, I'll wait for a long time and you will only say this sentence?"

Xiang Ran: "..."

Zhuang thought: "Oh, climb." :)

Turning her head to look again, Dong Xia was watching there again with her thermos in her hands.

Zhuang thought: ...? ? ?

Facing Shangzhuang Xiang's rather speechless gaze, Dong Xia slowly blew the heat from the pot, and said, "Go ahead, I don't exist."

After all, get used to it.

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On the day of the performance, everyone got up early and started to make up and prepare. After everything was ready and arrived at the waiting room, the flight began.

After having a husband experience, they will not be as restrained as before, and they should talk and practice.

Zhuang Xiang sat upright on the chair.

The delicate and handsome face is straight, quite majestic, showing a lot of sharpness.

Song Yichen passed by and stroked his hair curiously: "Your hair is good today..."

Zhuang Xiang was terrified: "Don't touch it! I'm a successful person today, and I've put on hairspray."

But it was too late for him to shout, Song Yichen had already touched his hand.

Song Yichen moved his slightly sticky and strange fingers: "... a little disgusting."

Zhuang wanted to get rid of the relationship: "It's none of my business."

He wants to touch it himself!

Cheng Fengyu next to him laughed out loud.

He recorded a show with Song Yichen last time, and he was able to say a few words. At this time, he saw that the blue-purple hair on his head was half-length and not short, and the black root of the hair had grown a long way, so he couldn't help but wonder. : "Where is the promised green hair?"

Song Yishen became more energetic, and said: "Er Gong is finished, let's dye it without stopping!"

Cheng Fengyu gave him a thumbs up and praised him as a warrior.

The contestants chattered in the background for a while, the broadcast screen suddenly lit up, and cheers erupted from the scene.

The contestants began to discuss in a hurry.

"There are more people than last time——"

"There are too many lights! The colorful ones are so beautiful!"

"I wasn't nervous at first, but now I'm nervous again, am I alone qwq"

"No no no me too..."

Dong Xia came to the stage and started the warm-up just like last time. After the warm-up ended, the first group came on stage, and the atmosphere in the audience suddenly became more heated.

Listening to those lively cheers, Zhuang Xiang's group knew that it had nothing to do with him.They are the finale, and the long wait is especially hard to bear.

Time passed minute by minute.

In the end, Yuan Yuan, who was fighting hard, was so sleepy that Xiaoji nodded, and Zhuang Xiang, who was sitting upright, gave up his image of a successful person and leaned on the back of his chair.

The contestants and friends around came to the stage in groups and came back in groups, with different expressions, which shows that they have a bottom line in their minds about the results.

Looking at them, Zhuang Xiang couldn't help feeling a little emotional: "After the performance, the cruel moment is coming again."

Obviously, it hasn't been long since the votes were announced and eliminated last time, and the next round will start so soon... It's a terrible competition system.

Luo Mingyuan sighed: "I was 56 last time, I don't know if I can stay this time."

Yuan Yuan said: "I'm 40, I seem to be better, but I don't seem to be particularly good... I'm dying."

Meng Zhen also nodded silently.

Cheng Fengyu patted them on the shoulder to comfort them.

There are only three people in the entire group who are stable, and the other three are on the elimination line. It is really uncertain how many people will be left.

Luo Mingyuan hugged Zhuang Xiang by the shoulders and shook: "Brother, hold on, I'll go out and vote for you."

Zhuang Xiang was taken aback for a moment: "...you still want to leave? You didn't buy me a chicken wishbone last time."

It was the time when Zhuang Xianghei's history was made public, Luo Mingyuan successfully seduced him with a month's chicken wishbone.

Luo Mingyuan shrugged: "Then I owe it, just to remind you that there is still a little friend who I have been with you for a month~"

Zhuang wanted to stroke his hair, remembering that his hair was also gelled, so he withdrew his hand and slapped him on the shoulder: "Don't talk about being frustrated."

"Okay, okay." Luo Mingyuan covered his shoulders and smiled.

Zhuang Xiang raised his head and stared at the light above his head for two seconds.

Well... a little mixed feelings.

It's more complicated than a male.

Finally the performance came to an end.Dong Xia read out the names of the "Boss" team members one by one on the stage, and the audience in the audience screamed desperately after several rounds of wear and tear.

Dong Xia: "Please invite the "Boss" team to appear!"

Screams, cheers and applause broke through the sky in an instant.

Zhuang Xiang's group and the familiar players clapped their hands and walked through the backstage corridor. The moment they took the stage, the players obviously heard the broadcast screen in the waiting room suddenly go quiet.

The scene of thousands of people was several decibels quiet.

"Broken?" Someone went up and patted the machine twice.

What they didn't see was that the big screen at the scene clearly reflected Zhuang Xiang's figure walking out.

The young man was tall and powerful, and his suit was well-fitting. The colorful light fell on him, reflecting his wanton eyebrows and the spirit of his whole body brilliantly.For a moment, he was so amazed that it made people suffocate and aphasia. He only felt that the little prince was wearing a sword of courage and strength on his waist, and the holy light fell gently on his head.He came with a halo.

After a short period of silence, the screams broke out suddenly, and the waves became higher and higher.

"Damn it!! My mother's heart is on the spot! How can my brother be so good-looking!"

"Bring your own filter, brother!!"

"The appearance and temperament are too fairytale, woo woo, I love you so much, brother!"

"I thought the black-haired brother was good-looking enough, but the blue-haired brother could look even better! Don't talk about martial arts!"