I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

The slogan of "Chuangqing 3" is "Strive hard and never forget the original heart". Compared with the previous draft slogans, every word is more simple.

Even the entire format of the show has returned to the original appearance of this type of talent show. The trainees are graded by performance instructors, and the quality of the selected trainees is good.This is also because Rong Zhen revealed that he does not want to do regular drafts in the future, so all major companies sent good seedlings to "Chuangqing 3".

The mentor team consists of five people.

Qiong Ren and a female idol named Yang Zhen served as dance instructors, actor Zhong Cheng served as the founder of the boy group, and veteran singer Zhong Siwei and singer Chu Yun of the previous idol girl group served as singing instructors.

The trainees have been training for a long time, just waiting to shine in front of the audience, if there is one.

The success of a talent show essentially depends on whether the show is interesting and whether the trainees attract fans, and the mentor is secondary.

Song Jiang knew this, but still couldn't help but keep his eyes on Qiong Ren.

To be honest, he invited Qiong Ren here with some malicious intentions.I heard that Li Kui called Qiong Ren Papa, if he could overturn Qiong Ren in his show, wouldn't he be able to humiliate Li Kui indirectly.

If Qiong Ren does not overturn and behaves very well, it will be beneficial to him.

After a trainee performed on the stage, the instructor commented one by one. The overall quality of this trainee is not bad, but the evaluations given are not bad.

Qiong Ren said: "Your dance looks fine, but it's not good-looking. This dance actually detracts from your performance."

Song Jiang narrowed his eyes, the idol would easily cause trouble for himself by talking like this, but if he could speak with reason and evidence, he would quickly attract the public's favor.

Qiong Ren: "The following are all speculations. I think you should be a very hardworking person. You practice for a long time every day. You come to the practice room at the earliest and return at the latest, right?"

As soon as he said this, the trainees on the stage burst into tears: "Teacher, are you going to say that I have no talent? I have heard this kind of words too many times."

Qiong Ren was not frightened by his tears, and said calmly: "Don't cry first."

He took the stage with a tissue: "Press the tears away, don't smear your makeup, listen to me."

The trainee, who was in the middle of a breakdown, came into contact with his calm eyes, and suddenly calmed down, obediently shed tears, sniffed, and looked at him obediently.

Song Jiang couldn't help being amazed when he saw it. The first round of the draft is usually a round of weird (commendative) and weird (derogatory) gatherings. All kinds of strange things will happen. He thought that this trainee would take the opportunity to make a big show, but he didn't expect Qiong Ren The scene was calmed down so quickly.

Qiong Ren performed a dance move of the trainee on the stage, but the trainee didn't feel anything. Song Jiang's eyes were vicious, and he could see that Qiong Ren had almost copied all the movement habits of the trainee.

Although Song Jiang knew that Qiong Ren's business level could be called the ceiling of domestic entertainment, but seeing it with his own eyes was still shocking.

Qiong Ren: "That's how you danced just now, watch me demonstrate it now."

He danced that movement again, and the original ordinary body movements seemed to have a new vitality, bursting out with an unbelievable brilliance.

Not to mention that the trainee was stunned, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Trainees who have not yet been rated can also see the studio from the big screen in the waiting room. Qiong Ren said that the trainee's dance was not good, and they felt the same way.

The trainee's movements were done well, and they were very capable at first glance, so their intuition was more inclined that the dance itself was not well choreographed, rather than the trainee's poor dance.

Seeing Qiong Ren perform the same action with a completely different taste, they were all a little dazed, feeling as if they had faintly sensed something.

Qiong Ren finished dancing and said, "Do you know why it's different?"

The trainee nodded blankly, then shook his head immediately.He thinks the difference is because the dancers are different, but this is definitely not the answer Qiong Ren wants.

Qiong Ren patiently explained: "Practice is important, but it is more important to know what kind of good-looking dance is. You can practice less sets of movements in the future and watch more excellent works. When you are watching, you should pay special attention to other people's movements. How is it different from you, what is the rhythm of his body, what is the difference between his shoulders, his hands, the angle of his body and yours.

"Facing the mirror to dig out the details of the basic movements, you can consider setting up a mobile phone to record them, and then compare and correct them repeatedly. If the basic movements look good, the rest will follow suit.

"Some people naturally know how to do moves to look better, and some people don't, but this doesn't mean that you don't have the talent to dance beautifully, it's just that you have to use a little more brains when dancing than others.

"I have recorded basic movement explanations and demonstrations for some trainees before. If you want, after today's shooting is over, I will ask my assistant to send it to you."

Qiong Ren's voice was gentle and sincere, and the trainee listened to every word. Not only that, but he also felt enlightened.

He has been suffering from his own mediocrity, but he never thought about dancing with his brain.

He bowed excitedly to Qiong Ren: "Thank you, Teacher Qiong."

Some trainees who were dissatisfied with their expressiveness suddenly realized that expressiveness is not just a talent they thought, and the words "constantly correcting" made them suddenly enlightened.

The trainees applauded unconsciously, and they really wanted to demonstrate the movements recorded by Qiong Ren's instructor!

Song Jiang nodded secretly, maybe this episode can be played as a preview.

Patience, gentleness, control, and willingness to help others, it seems that Qiong Ren will not overturn.

Tsk, what a pity.

In a blink of an eye, it's time for a break.

Meng Qingxuan was not in a good mood. Since the recording started, he felt that the studio was getting colder and colder.He doesn't have yin and yang eyes, but he is a Taoist priest after all, and this kind of coldness reflects his perception of yin spirits.

But no matter how much he observed the feng shui of the terrain, he didn't find that this place was a fierce place. If it wasn't for the feng shui to gather evil spirits, it could only be a man-made disaster.

Seeing his nervous expression, Qiong Ren said, "Are you too tired? I'll bring you a stool."

The professionalism of variety show people is that regardless of gender, they automatically use themselves as mules. They are used to hard work, and they don't realize that human beings need to sit on stools. Naturally, no one prepares them for these assistants.

The assistants didn't dare to leave the star, so they could only stand firmly on the sidelines.

Meng Qingxuan was disappointed with Qiong Ren's slowness, and he whispered unwillingly: "Mr. Qiong, don't you think something is wrong here?"

He lowered his voice: "The ghosts here are very fierce!"

Meng Qingxuan was a little trembling, he had never faced evil spirits alone, not to mention that he didn't bring any weapons today, so he really didn't have any confidence in his heart.

Qiong Ren silently glanced around.

It's not that fierce, it's true that it's too much.In this studio, at least ten or twenty ghosts are floating around.

They are not noisy, but they like to run around the room, which is very easy to block the line of sight.

With years of experience in nurturing children in the sincere culture, Qiong Ren can tell at a glance what level the trainees are on stage, what problems they have, and talk about the advantages and disadvantages clearly.

No one noticed that, in fact, he hadn't watched anyone's performance from the beginning to the end.

"Don't think too much, it's safe here."

Qiong Ren thought he was comforting the young Taoist priest, but he didn't know that Meng Qingxuan's heart was colder than his body when he heard his words.

It's over, it seems that I really made a mistake in my calculations, Qiong Ren didn't even feel such a heavy yin qi, and it was indeed not him who practiced the five thunders in the southern suburbs of Longcheng that day.

As for Meng Qianshan's claim that Qiong Ren had used the thunderbolt spell, it might be because a blind cat met a dead mouse, or the father and mother of thunder and lightning thought he was good-looking, regardless of how well he recited the spell, and thunder fell on his face.

What should I do about this, Meng Qingxuan was worried and afraid.

If you are in Dragon City, you can still call him Master or Cousin if you can't beat him.It is more than 1000 kilometers away from Dragon City, so it is absolutely too late.

The 10-minute rest time was over quickly, Qiong Ren returned to the instructor's seat, and a staff member brought a stool to Meng Qingxuan.

"Ms. Qiong asked us to give it to you. You are quite delicate."

Meng Qingxuan was anxious, and he was furious when he heard this, why did he suffer so much, how could he be so delicate?He is the No. 19 descendant of Qingleiguan who is capable of lifting ham.

He doesn't want to sit on this stool anymore!

But seeing the envious eyes of other assistants, he immediately put his butt firmly on the stool.

The stool smells so good.

You don't have it, it's more fragrant.

Meng Qingxuan was triumphant: "Mr. Qiong is just too considerate. In fact, I don't want to sit at all."

The other assistants immediately rolled their eyes, which made Meng Qingxuan very happy.

In fact, Qiong Ren is really good, but it's a pity that he is not the extraterrestrial expert he imagined. If he can successfully survive this recording, he will definitely give Qiong Ren two more hams before he pulls Wang Boduan to resign.

Song Jiang served as the PD during the recording, responsible for the cue process, and when he saw that all the personnel were in place, he said, "Next."

The trainee in white came out with brisk steps. Unlike those trainees who had been in a concave shape since his appearance, he seemed to be on an outing. His completely relaxed posture immediately caught the attention of the instructors.

Qiong Ren's eyes widened. He knew this person very well.

Isn't this Zhang Qingqing?

His [-] earphones have not been shipped yet, why did the boss come to draft...

Zhang Qingqing kept saying that he was going to deliver goods to customers, why, there are paper doll contestants in "Chuangqing 3"?

Zhong Cheng: "Please introduce yourself."

Zhang Qingqing's eyes were scattered, and he saw a familiar person among the mentors sitting under the stage. He took a few steps forward, and was shocked when he took a closer look.

Isn't this the big customer who ordered headphones with him?Although the client wore a mask, his eyes were uniquely beautiful. He had drawn it several times from memory, and he couldn't even admit his mistakes.

Zhang Weiwei was delighted immediately, and waved to Qiong Ren: "What a coincidence!"

Qiong Ren: "..."

Zhong Cheng showed a gossip look: "Oh? It seems that this contestant knows our mentor."

Qiong Ren: "We know each other."

Zhong Cheng: "Are you friends?"

Qiong Ren felt that it was still necessary to show trainees more shots: "You say it yourself."

Zhang Qingqing held up the microphone with his hands in his hands, with a cynical expression on his face: "Hi everyone, hello teachers, my name is Zhang Qingqing. I am a paper-making artist."

Zhong Cheng didn't realize it for a moment: "Are you making lanterns or kites?"

Zhang Qingqing: "Neither, I make paper figurines, air conditioners, etc."

This answer was obviously beyond the expectations of the instructors, and they were muttering in their hearts at the same time, paper figurines, air conditioners, anyone else collects this?

After all, Zhong Cheng was old, and he had attended several funerals, and he felt cold: "Is it that kind of paper man?"

Zhang nodded lightly: "Well, it's used for funerals or burning substitutes, ah, is this considered a feudal superstition, can you say?"

Song Jiang raised the microphone: "Traditional folk customs are not superstitious, so to speak."

This Zhang Weiwei is one of his favorite players. Although he can't sing and dance, he has a special status and can spark discussions on the Internet.

Zhang Weiwei thought it was just the last episode of the show, and helped the show crew make up for it.Who knows that Song Jiang has already figured out how to hype him up.

Zhong Cheng bit the bullet and asked, "Then how did you come to our show?"

Zhang Qingqing said honestly: "I was delivering goods to the construction site of the film and television city next door, and the director happened to see him. He said that a trainee had temporarily withdrawn from the competition and asked me to participate in the first round. I didn't want to agree at first, but the director said that he could take the opportunity to tie up promotional papers." Art, and just promise to participate in one session, so I agreed."

At this moment, all the instructors except Qiong Ren showed expressions of fear.

Why do you want to deliver goods to the film and television city?Did something happen there?

Seeing the terrified faces of the mentors, Zhang Weiwei said comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, no one is dead, it's just that they dug up the human bones on the construction site. They wanted to do something to send the dead souls, so they ordered a car with me, such as cell phones, TV boys and girls. I was afraid that the logistics would damage the paper bundle, so I personally sent it with the car."

After all, the entertainment industry is a superstitious area. You need to burn incense when you start the machine, and you need to ask the master to figure out the name change. Hearing what Zhang Qingqing said, not only did he not feel comforted, but he trembled.

A cart full of paper, how many human bones have to be dug out.

Meng Qingxuan suddenly realized, no wonder this place is so gloomy and cold. It turned out that the bones were dug up at the construction site next door. Could it be that the ghosts were disturbed by others, filled with resentment, and wanted to riot?

But why not go to the bone digger for revenge, but come to the studio to make trouble?

He didn't bring a mahogany sword, and he didn't have yellow paper and cinnabar for painting talismans. If the ghost violently hurt people, it seems that only the boy's heart and blood and urine can be used on him.

Meng Qingxuan's heart was full of shameful determination. Although doing something in public in such a place surrounded by cameras would definitely kill him socially, but in case the ghosts violently hurt others, as long as they can protect the safety of these innocent people, he It's okay to die ten times again.

What Qiong Ren saw in his eyes was another scene...

I saw ghosts pouring into the studio from all directions, gradually filling the studio to the brim, gathering around Zhang Qingqing one by one, murmuring:

"Make a paper tie for Dora, I want Dora for my wife. Can you hear me, ma'am?"

"Miss Qingqing, can you be my husband? I like Li Yanyan from Love and Dagong."

"The paper Dora made by my wife is really unique. If I hadn't died, I would have ordered ten or eight with my wife."

"I didn't expect to see such a big touch from Mrs. Qing in a small place like ours. I'm so happy."

"Can I be a Qiong Ren? Look at me, madam!"

"If people do it outside, Sun Wukong is better than him."

Qiong Ren: "..."

When he first saw the ghosts surrounding Zhang Weiwei, he thought they wanted paper figurines as possessions, but it turned out that they were not for paper figurines, but paper figurines...

I'm not here to make trouble, I'm just here to admire the big touch in the circle.

But why is his name also mixed in, begging Zhang Qingqing to be a paper figurine without looking at him as a real person...

Wow, so perverted, the fist is hard.

As the ghosts suddenly poured into the studio, the air here became sticky and cold, the lights in the studio flickered, and there was a whistling sound from the stereo.

If the door opens and closes automatically, the three-piece set of ghost films will come together.

Just as he was thinking this, the heavy side door of the studio suddenly opened slowly, and then creaked and shook.

"what happened?"

Yang Zhen turned his head left and right uneasily, everyone in the studio felt a deep chill, and suddenly panicked.

"Is it haunted?"

I don't know who said that, the instructor and the staff were in a mess, Song Jiang went under the table and hid, only Zhang Qingqing said: "The current is not stable, how can there be ghosts in the world?"

Ghosts are different from ordinary people. When they realized that they hadn't done anything yet, they frightened these people and ran and screamed. They became more and more excited. The emotions of ghosts affected reality, and the atmosphere in the studio suddenly became really scary.

Ghost shadows are looming, and all the doors are closed.Many people ran to the door and found that they couldn't get out, and cried out in terror.

Meng Qingxuan was in a state of confusion, his hands were on the waistband of his trousers and his face was blushing as he gritted his teeth.

Although I have made up my mind, but when things come to an end, I still can't get rid of it.

The boy's heart and blood can only be taken from the middle finger except for the real heart.Even if the middle finger blood was squeezed desperately, there were not a few drops, maybe even Qiong Ren couldn't protect it.

When Meng Qingxuan was in despair, he couldn't help turning his eyes to Qiongren.

Qiong Ren's expression was as calm as ever, but in the calmness, there seemed to be a little bit of helplessness.

He turned to Meng Qingxuan and said, "Give me the phone."

What time is this and I still want to play with my mobile phone!This psychological quality is too good, Meng Qingxuan was so anxious that he went crazy.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Qiong Ren frowned slightly, and emphasized: "Mobile phone! The one in Aurora Forest Green."

Meng Qingxuan was stared at by him, immediately found Qiong Ren's mobile phone from his bag, and rushed over, but he lacked courage after all, his legs were weak when he took a step, and when he barely ran to Qiong Ren's side, his legs were so weak that he knelt down He wanted to bite his middle finger and smear the blood on Qiong Ren's body.

As soon as his fingers were on his lips, Qiong Ren clamped his wrists. He trembled and roared in a low voice, "What are you doing? I'm here to save you!"

Meng Qingxuan wanted to break away from Qiong Ren's hand, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

His strength is already great, otherwise he would not be able to carry the ham in person to go to apprentice, and he still kept the posture of holding the ham high and kneeling on the ground for about 10 minutes.

But Qiong Ren's strength is simply unscientific, is this still human?

Meng Qingxuan's heart had faint expectations. Although strength had nothing to do with spell power, he inexplicably regained confidence in Qiong Ren's ability.

Qiong Ren took the mobile phone away from his other hand, and said calmly in the chaos: "Expelling ghosts is actually very simple, and you don't need to learn the five thunders method."

With that said, Qiong Ren unlocked the phone, opened a player interface that Meng Qingxuan had never seen before, and clicked to play a song.

Meng Qingxuan took a closer look and saw that the title of the song being played was "Light Chaser-Spiritual Pollution Version", singer: Secretary Nan.

In order to avoid accidentally injuring innocent people, this song has been specially processed by the King of Hades, and only ghosts and evil spirits can hear it.

The ghosts who were haunting the unconscious Zhang Qingqing for the paper man suddenly fell silent.

They heard a sinful song.

No, it's not a song.

It is a vicious curse, the whisper of a demon.

With just one sentence, the ghost couldn't bear it, and immediately ran away in all directions, ignoring the cling to his beloved wife.

Among them, there were also a few who were relatively strong, and they yelled strongly under the torment of Secretary Nan's singing: "Madam, please be a Qiongren, please."

Meng Qingxuan was in a trance: "Is there a ghost calling your name?"

Qiong Ren narrowed his eyes, and turned the volume to the maximum with a blank expression.

Secretary Nan's terrifying singing filled the entire studio. The screams of living people should have overshadowed her voice, but it couldn't make it less lethal.

The singing is pervasive, like gangrene attached to the bone.

The ghosts who said they wanted Qiongren couldn't bear the pain of holding a blunt blade in their brains, and ran away howling.

The studio immediately returned to normal, the lights did not flicker, the doors did not shake, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

Song Jiang poked his head under the table and could see clearly that the studio returned to normal because of what Qiong Ren did suddenly.

It turned out that Li Kui didn't call him Dad because of his boyfriend's money, but because of Qiong Ren's ability to exorcise ghosts.

Meng Qingxuan was even more horrified.

Although he couldn't see it, he felt that the yin energy in the studio suddenly disappeared, and vaguely, he seemed to hear the mournful cry of the ghost, begging that Qiong Ren should take away his magical powers.

Qiong Ren obviously didn't do anything, just played with his mobile phone, and the ghosts scattered and fled.

This ability to exorcise ghosts with ease made Meng Qingxuan completely admire him.

Mrs. Joan was indeed terrifying.

His calculation that day was not wrong, Teacher Qiong was the peerless genius who practiced the Five Thunder Techniques.

Meng Qingxuan was excited, so he bowed his head and said, "Master, accept me."

After the shooting scene returned to normal, Meng Qingxuan's shocking kneeling was particularly conspicuous. Song Jiang didn't recognize who it was, the assistant, he never looked with his eyes, and then he realized in horror: "This is not the little Daoist Meng!" ?"

A disciple of the Meng family in Longcheng, worshiped under Qinglei Guanmen, and is a highly anticipated young Taoist priest in the Taoist sect. Why on earth did he kneel down to Qiong Ren?

Thinking of what happened just now, Song Jiang felt that he understood something.

He crawled out from under the table, dusted off the dust on his body, and smiled all over his face: "Mr. Qiong is indeed an expert. Today's successful pass is all due to Teacher Qiong's supernatural skills."

As soon as this remark came out, the way the teachers looked at Qiong Ren changed.

So Qiong Ren still has such a background?It was such a shock.

Their attitude towards Qiong Ren suddenly became respectful and polite.

"Thank you, Mr. Qiong, for saving me."

"Mr. Qiong is really the contemporary Zhong Kui, every move of his hand and every throw of his foot is full of might."

"I don't know if Teacher Qiong can read Fengshui? I have been having difficulty falling asleep recently, and I feel that there is a little ghost pulling my heel."

Qiong Ren coughed lightly: "It was just that the current was not stable just now. Now that the current has returned to normal, let's continue recording."

He glanced at Meng Qingxuan: "As I said, our company does not accept trainees. Get up and sit next to you."

Meng Qingxuan was like that well-behaved little sheep now, and what Qiong Ren said was what, he happily ran to the sidelines and sat down.

Song Jiang asked cautiously: "Can I continue recording? There won't be any more problems."

Qiong Ren: "Not for the time being, the ghosts are all coming for Zhang Qingqing, we must be eliminated quickly."

His [-] earphones haven't been delivered yet, hurry back to work for him!