Dark Guard leader C debut

Homer glanced at him again, saw that he nodded affirmatively, let go of the breath he had been holding in, and left the practice room silently.

Zhao Chuang didn't see their interaction, only saw He Mo leave, and thought it was Xie Pingge who gave in.

He glanced at the camera in the practice room and asked Xie Pingge to follow, who followed indifferently.

The conference center, which is temporarily used as a practice building, is very large. Except for the first and second floors that are open to them as practice rooms, the third floor and above are not open, and naturally there are no cameras installed.

Zhao Chuang chose the corner near the stairs from the third floor to the second floor. Although it is dark here, there is light from the corridor on the second floor, so it is not impossible to see the five fingers at a glance.

Zhao Chuang asked himself that his vision in the dark was okay, so he didn't panic at all. Seeing that Xie Pingge followed him up the third floor, his eyes narrowed.

This man... is really good-looking...

Xie Pingge walked over with his head half down, hiding the flash in his eyes when he stepped up to the third floor.

The room next to it... there should be two people?Although he deliberately breathed lightly because he heard the footsteps, it was still too obvious for Xie Pingge.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Chuang's disgusting eyes, and dispelled his original thoughts of wanting to make a quick decision. He thought that it would be better to say something more, so as to save other players from being entrapped by him again.

Zhao Chuang didn't know that his every move and even the subtle expressions on his face could pass through the darkness and fall into Xie Pingge's eyes precisely. He also didn't know that there was a place separated by a wall, where two young people who were hiding and talking to relieve stress were curious about the new arrival. who is the person.

He just looked Xie Pingge up and down, with sticky disgust in his eyes that he thought he had hidden well: "You want to debut, right?"

Xie Pingge bent his fingers and tapped the wall very lightly. After confirming the thickness of the wall, he leaned against the wall and raised his eyes slightly.

His eyes are very bright, but in the dark, Zhao Chuang can't see clearly, he can only vaguely feel that the other party is looking at him.

Seeing that Xie Pingge didn't answer, he repeated it again, and then Xie Pingge said slowly: "So what?"

If it was in the daytime, if it was in a brighter environment, Zhao Chuang might be able to detect something wrong in Xie Pingge's expression and tone, but the darkness blurred his perception, making him completely unaware of the danger, and instead continued to talk to himself : "You should know that the audience's perception of the contestants will be largely influenced by the instructor's evaluation."

Xie Pinge nodded: "I guessed it."

The difference in the attitude of the audience during yesterday's performance made him understand the other party's meaning after he woke up, and then contacted the other party's evaluation and the other party's eyes on the first stage before, it is self-evident what this person wants to do.

Not only did he understand, but also Xie Mingrui. The look he gave Zhao Chuang was exactly the same as Xie Mingrui used to look at those moths.

But he didn't want his highness to get involved in this matter. This world is different from their Da'an, and they are no longer their original identities. He doesn't want his highness to cause some unpredictable troubles because of him.

He can handle it himself.

"But your own evaluation can't affect anything. As long as other instructors are fair, the audience can keep their own perceptions. As long as it is fair, I will accept any result."

Xie Pinge's tone was very gentle.

Zhao Chuang's eyes were disgusting, but it was just disgusting, and it didn't bring him the slightest sense of oppression, but the other party obviously didn't think so.

Hearing Xie Pingge's naive words, he couldn't help laughing: "Really? Are you sure that other tutors' evaluations of you can be broadcast?"

Can Xie Pingo be sure?To be honest, he actually didn't understand what the recording and broadcasting process was like, let alone what would be broadcast and what would not be broadcast, but this was not important.

What he could do, he did, and he didn't care about the rest.

The audience voted for him, and Xie Mingrui watched him from the audience. He did his best to give them a stage that they would not regret watching, and that was enough in his eyes.

It would be best if everything goes well, if not... If not, he still has a contract for more than one year, and it will depend on how the company arranges it.

But Zhao Chuang obviously couldn't let Zhao Chuang know this idea, so he asked very cooperatively: "You mean, as long as you don't go along with you, you can let me not make a debut?"

Of course Zhao Chuang doesn't have that much ability, but he obviously wouldn't say this: "Of course, as mentors, we have a lot of autonomy in this show. As long as you listen to me, I can let the audience see yours." No matter how good the stage is, it can guarantee your debut position."

"Other than that? What if I don't listen to you? What else can you do besides suppressing my evaluation and not letting me debut? Can you let the program crew cut all my scenes?"

Zhao Chuang never expected that Xie Pingge would say this, and his brain was a little bit overwhelmed.

Cut all shots?He wanted to say "yes", but it sounded too fake.

And what do you mean besides making a debut?Isn't debuting the most important thing?

Xie Pingge saw that he was speechless, and chuckled lightly: "So you can't actually do anything. You can neither cut my scenes, nor force me to retire. The only bargaining chip in your hand is you as a mentor. evaluation. I believe what you said, the instructor’s evaluation will affect the audience’s impression of me, but that’s not all.”

Xie Pingge doesn't like to talk too much, he just sees other contestants practicing so hard and hard every day, and doesn't want them to be fooled: "Someone told me that he came here to make his debut, but the essence is for the stage, because only after his debut will he be able to make his debut." There are more stages. As long as the stage is still there, other suppressions are not important, after all, he wants others to see him on the stage. Of course, if these performances make the audience like him and send him to debut, He will be very happy."

In fact, Homer talked to him a lot, about marketing, popularity, and the metaphysics of fan attraction, but he... didn't really understand it, only this paragraph.

Zhao Chuang was silenced by him, and even became a little annoyed: "So you don't care? Even if you can't make your debut, you can only be poor?"

Xie Pingge looked at him like he was looking at a fool: "Don't tell me it's better to leave it to you to be threatened and not even be able to do it yourself?"

He has seen too many people like this in the palace, one step away, the abyss, and when they are finally exposed, he doesn't even know whether those people are more relieved or more regretful.

Zhao Chuang didn't expect that he would not play cards according to common sense at all.

He was furious and wanted to do it directly, but before he could see Xie Pingge's movements clearly, Xie Pingge had already appeared behind him.

Xie Pingge looked at the person who was confused by his actions and turned his head to try to find him in a panic. He slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person's neck: "Do you know why I want to come with you?"

Xie Pingge's voice was very low, so low that even his originally clear voice had a bit of aura: "You should be glad that killing people violated the law, otherwise..."

Xie Pingge's words stopped here, his hands were very cold, the kind of creepy coldness, so cold that Zhao Chuang for the first time ignored how white and slender this hand was.

For the first time in his life, he felt the fear of being shrouded in death. Although it was unreasonable, he had no doubt that Xie Pingo could break his neck in an instant.

He wanted to scream, but Xie Pingge had already let go of his hand, and then he heard a sigh, a sigh that was not obvious but still made people feel chills behind him, which made him feel no joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe, and even wanted to shout out loud.However, Xie Pingge's movements were still faster than him, and before he yelled out, he had already knocked people unconscious with a knife in his hand.

It's early spring now, and the weather at night is a bit cool but not too cold, anyway, people won't freeze to death.

Xie Pingge looked down at Zhao Chuang, thought for a few seconds whether he should take off the other's coat, and finally went to the bathroom with a face full of disgust, found a paint bucket that hadn't been thrown away, filled it with half a bucket of water, and came back silently. Splashed down.

When he left, he didn't deliberately lower his footsteps, and even "talked to himself" at a volume just enough for the people in the next room to hear: "I don't know if he will thank me for letting him calm down. I will still remember my revenge and repay my revenge."

After saying this, Xie Pingge went downstairs, not caring about the follow-up.

Five minutes after he left, the two people hiding next door poked their heads out quietly.

They tiptoed over, glanced at Zhao Chuang who was thrown at the corner without any disguise, and then looked at each other. Three seconds later, they went downstairs in unison.

This kind of scum deserves to be kicked to the iron plate. They are not interested in performing a scene of Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf with each other.

Xie Pinge, who knocked the man unconscious and left him on the spot, did not feel any anxiety or guilt.

He left the training building freely, returned to the dormitory freely, finished washing freely, and then fell asleep freely.

When he went to the practice building the next day, Zhao Chuang woke up and left as expected.Some staff were discussing what happened last night, but when they saw Xie Pingo, they didn't look strange.

There were some players, one was an A-level player in the same practice room as Xie Pingge, and the other was a C-level player next to him.

The two of them were standing at the door chatting, when they saw Xie Pingge, their expressions dodged for a moment, Xie Pingge immediately understood that it was the two of them who were on the third floor last night.

Xie Pingge did not expose them, but just maintained the same footsteps as before, walked into the practice room with Homer, and started his own training.

An hour later, other players arrived one after another. Although Zhao Chuang was not there, everyone still followed the rules and practiced according to the group that Zhao Chuang had divided before.

They repeat the theme song, chat occasionally, and occasionally some people go to other practice rooms, but most of the time, because the top nine people in the first popularity vote have been repeating and adjusting infinitely, and others are involved in it , Some people even stayed overnight.

On the contrary, Xie Pingge's pace is as usual, he trains, rests, sleeps, and his life is very regular, and the rising line of the theme song performance level is also very regular.

Three days later, the first preliminary assessment within the group was held in the practice room. Although they stayed together every day and were very clear and serious about each other's strength, it was still different from the serious assessment. After the formal assessment was over, Everyone was in a trance.

Xie Pingge was also in a trance, but before he was in a trance for a long time, he was attracted by the gaze staring at him in the mirror.

The owner of that look was none other than Wei Liantao. The latter did not give half of his attention to others, but just stared at himself firmly: "The C position of the theme song must be mine."

Having been chanted countless times by Lu Xiaofeng, and having undergone training for the first performance, Xie Pingge already knew what the C position meant.

He didn't think much about it at first, but he didn't know whether he was infected by the obsession of these young people, or by the eyes of the audience during the stage performance that day, his already not weak temper was also aroused .

"Really?" Xie Pingge's voice was not loud, but there was no flinching in his expression, and he even had some self-confidence and enthusiasm that he didn't notice, "Who gets the C position, the dust can only be settled on the day of the assessment." ?”