The top brother is going to the draft!

"——I just want to ask you, if you form a team, can you bring me one."

Zhuang wanted to stare at him for two seconds, then asked with a smile, "Why?"

When he smiled, his little canine teeth showed their sharpness, and sparks sparkled in his beautiful peach eyes, so vivid and clear that it made people's hearts move.This is a smiling face that seems a little dangerous, but it is not easy to raise vigilance.

There are too many people in class F, chatting and yelling one after another, it is annoying noise.

Qi Beizhen went to the window and opened it, half of the hot air and noise dissipated in an instant. He said: "I have watched your first stage carefully, and I feel that it is a loss not to watch it live."

His shallow and earnest eyes were not flattering.

Zhuang couldn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this, but he still nodded: "Huh? Thank you for the compliment."

"You are very strong, very powerful, there will be many people who vote for you, and you will be the C position with the right to pick people."

Zhuang wanted to lean his back against the wall and wait for his next words.

Qi Beizhen was unexpectedly straightforward, "It's human nature to seek profit, and I don't think it's too much criticism for me to rely on the strong, right?"

Zhuang Xiang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but chuckle.

She has a face of asceticism, but she puts all her desires in the open for him to see.Such people are quite rare.

Qi Beizhen met his eyes and added, "I won't hold back."

Zhuang took it for granted.In the past few days, he always came to class F to visit, and he also noticed how well Qi Beizhen was doing.

But he didn't care about that.He folded his arms and asked with a smile, "Does that mean you want to be my younger brother?"

Qi Beizhen: "..."

Ah this.

He helplessly corrected: "Isn't it more appropriate to use words like ally and teammate?"

"Okay." Zhuang Xiang shrugged, tilted his head and squinted his eyes, "But why did you come to me? There seems to be other options, right?"

After these three days, Zhuang wanted to have a basic understanding of some people in the base.

Sheng Jun dances well, and Zou Nan has a huge number of fans... There are many, many choices like this.

"Yes, I have a reason." Qi Beizhen said, "After all, I am not a casual person."

Zhuang Xiang nodded, ready to listen to a long speech.

But Qi Beizhen only said: "You are the most eye-catching."

"That's it?"

"……That's it."

Zhuang Xiang didn't know what to say for a long time, but he couldn't help laughing out for a long time: "Isn't this casual? It's very casual!"

Qi Beizhen was silent for a while.It seemed that he couldn't find a reason to refute, so he simply stopped talking and stood back in front of the mirror to continue dancing.

Zhuang wanted to help him adjust the frame and some minor problems, glanced around, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "The atmosphere in Class F is really sluggish."

The previous few days were like this, and it can be barely explained as the last day of hugging Buddha's feet, so what about the last day?Just don't care at all.

Qi Beizhen kept moving, and said casually, "Have you chased after the draft?"

Zhuang thought: "Chased."

Since you are going to participate in the draft, you must not come without knowing anything about it. This is too disrespectful.

Qi Beizhen looked at the commotion in the room, and said, "Then, have you seen such a scene in the feature film?"

such a scene.

How was it?

Zhuang wanted to follow Qi Beizhen's line of sight.

Class F's training uniform is gray.How should I say this color... It is indeed a bit bleak.

Wearing this suit, some players practiced repeatedly while standing in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the clothes were soaked in sweat.There are also some contestants who slumped on the ground from head to toe, indifferent, chatting with friends and eating snacks, so carefree and carefree, regardless of the camera one meter away.

Probably because I am sure that the program team will not cut into the feature film.

Zhuang wanted to watch quietly for a while, and smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.

—Of course, it won't.

This is not in line with values.

"It's not just class F," Qi Beizhen said softly, "the draft base itself is an extreme and contradictory place."

Zhuang Xiang thought it made sense.

There are some contestants who desperately want to climb up, longing for the stage and eyes; there are also some players who just muddle along with the idea of ​​just rubbing the camera casually and letting the heat go away.

"Don't work hard when it's time to work hard, put aside the task of tutoring, the first task in the classroom every day is to show off your sense of variety in front of the camera," Qi Beizhen said lightly, "Do you know why?"

Zhuang thought: "Huh?"

"Because I wanted to take a shortcut, I borrowed the heat from the previous drafts to go straight up."

Zhuang Xiang wowed: "What a beautiful idea."

"The last season also had this kind of problem, and the vocal teacher was so angry that he got angry once," Qi Beizhen said, "This kind of problem seems to happen every time, but this time it is more serious."

Zhuang wanted to find the blind spot: "How do you know?"

Qi Beizhen stopped and looked down at his curious eyes.Reaching out to push the hair that was hanging on his forehead, he slightly curved his lips and smiled: "Because I am the contestant of last season."

He doesn't smile often.

But not indifferent either.It's just that the mourning was very peaceful, a kind of calmness that was about to shave or become a monk immediately (?) without sadness or joy.

This smile suddenly became more gentle like the wind.

And Zhuang thought:? ? ?

He repeatedly looked at Qi Beizhen's face, "Why don't I have any impression!"

"I used my stage name last season," said Qi Beizhen, "and I shaved my hair off."

Qi Beizhen is now an inch.There is a layer of short golden stubble on the sideburns, which probably feels prickly to the touch.

Zhuang Xiang: ∑(°Д°)

Wolf off! !

The evaluation recording started in the afternoon, and the contestants from classes A to F gathered in the venue and waited for the recording together.

Zhuang Xiang, as a class A player, stood at the front.A few days gave him a great deal of confidence in the assessment, so he wasn't worried.

And his diametrically opposite example - Song Yichen.

Song Yichen originally planned to practice on his own before the official start, but the more he jumped, the more flustered he became, and he was about to cry, afraid that he would forget things when he stood under the camera later.

He was stamping anxiously on the spot, and when he looked up and saw Zhuang wanting to turn back, he immediately rushed forward with a wail: "Brother, what should I do!"

Zhuang Xiang was stunned, patted him on the back, and comforted him dumbfounded: "Don't worry."

"Why aren't you nervous? It's unreasonable!" Song Yi said with tears in his eyes, "You are younger than me, so you should cry right now, and I don't despise you!"

Zhuang Xiang suppressed a smile and pointed to Xu Ziyi: "Look at him, he is not nervous."

Xu Ziyi smiled at him.

Zhuang Xiang pointed to the distant Sheng Jun again: "If you look at him again, he won't be nervous."

Sheng Jun turned his head, his eyes could kill.

Song Yichen felt that he was not comforted.

He rubbed the tears on Zhuang Xiang's shoulder, and the trendy man's design completely collapsed: "The pressure is even greater, okay?"

He was stupid, why would the boss be nervous!

The only one who will be nervous is him, a waste of snacks who can't even mess with food qwq

Zhuang Xiang felt that Song Yichen was not as useless as he thought.

Although he really started with a zero foundation, the almost non-stop practice for the past few days has also allowed him to make rapid progress. Although there are still flaws, the flaws are still there.

Zhuang Xiang said seriously: "Actually, I think there is a high probability that you will perform supernormally in a while."

Song Yishen was very moved, but before he could say anything, the staff over there had already set up the camera, clapped his hands and asked, "Who will come first?"

The huge venue fell silent in an instant.

Zhuang wanted to raise his hand: "I'll go first."

Encouraging applause and buzzing discussions sounded together.

"As expected..."

"Your brother is still so brave, aren't you afraid at all?"

"Think about his first stage!! Why would he be scared..." It's unimaginable.

Sheng Jun retracted his half-raised hand, staring at Zhuang Xiang's back as if he wanted to burn a hole.

Su Yuan applauded and laughed with the people next to him: "Your brother will make a good start, right?"

Song Yichen, who is usually cowardly in 1v1 interviews, sincerely admires Zhuang Xiang's courage at this moment.

The three-day preparation time is not sufficient at all, but just like this, it is still under the noses of more than 100 people!

As long as his mental quality is almost so weak that he can't stand up... Just like him now.

He pinched his thigh, it was dry.

The prelude to the theme song sounded.

Zhuang Xiang's breathing is steady and accurate, and his movements are so smooth that he seems to be familiar with it by heart, which is a steady A that is visible to the naked eye.

The exclamations and gasps of the contestants fluctuated with the rhythm of the chorus.

What is amazing is the tension of Zhuang Xiang's dance, which is full of extroverted and flamboyant impact.Even if he was wearing training clothes and standing on the ordinary wooden floor, under the burst of aura, it would make people feel that he was surrounded by stars, shining like stars.

Xu Ziyi tsk-tsk praised: "It's killing me."

Song Yichen couldn't help poking him: "Are all of you professional dancers like this?"

Xu Ziyi replied: "You don't need to be a professional, just love it."

As long as you want, you can criticize everything Zhuang wants.There are countless reasons to poke him into the mud, the only one is——

Can't make a mistake with his dance.

This is his belief, his pride, the secret of his invincibility, his unscrupulous capital, and he will not allow mistakes.

Zhuang Xiang didn't take a breath after the dance, and came down and clapped Xu Ziyi: "How is it?"

"Stable." Xu Ziyi gave a thumbs up.

Zhuang wanted to laugh, and his brows and eyes were bright and full of vigor.

The staff continued to shout: "Who will come next?"

Everyone thought it would be Sheng Jun, but Sheng Jun didn't raise his hand.After a long period of silence, the one who raised his hand was an unknown class C player.

This contestant played well in the first stage, but unfortunately he was nervous and forgot his words and made a wrong shot.

Song Yichen's scalp exploded, and he couldn't sit still.

What he was afraid of was that he would be like this for a while - he had almost mastered everything he should have mastered, but he failed in the psychological level.What's more, with the insurmountable Zhuang Xiang for comparison, it's hard not to be pressured!

Zhuang wanted to make a good start, but what this good start brought to the players was a sense of oppression like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

Next-

"I give up."

"I also abstain..."

"I haven't been in a good state for the past few days, so I won't be ashamed to go up."

The author has something to say: Xiao Qi: I don’t want to work hard anymore.

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I haven’t been able to find the status of writing articles these days, so I asked for leave and went back to revise the article qwq If you have free time, you can return to Kangkang! !Which version do you like better?Damn, I still remember that it was only during the New Year that I said I would not be a pigeon, but... Hey, maybe I am not considered a pigeon if I take a leave of absence?Anyway, thank you for your understanding and support!Here is a small red envelope for this chapter! !