The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

"He said that he still loves seeing the truth of life clearly, and philosophy in poetry..."

"prick……"

There was a sharp and piercing cry suddenly, Shang Lianyin's wandering eyes were pulled back, and eardrums were shaken so painfully.

He looked up at the stage, and saw Yao Yi, who was in position C, continued to sing with a shrill voice: "... piercing reality, struggling and helpless..."

The sound amplifies the tiny panting sound infinitely, with flaws that cannot be ignored.

The young man is as handsome as a bamboo, good-looking is good-looking, but he destroys everything with his mouth.

Shang Lianyin couldn't help but want to cover her ears to avoid being abused. It is a great disrespect for the stage to put such a performance on the stage.

They were the last group. After the performance, Lou Tongxuan clapped his hands and called a few people over to talk. Yao Yi and Song Beilu came to the edge of the stage.

Song Beilu held Mai with his hands and smiled shamelessly and asked, "Teacher, what do you think? Is our group better?"

Lou Tongxuan expressed his admiration for his blind self-confidence: "Open up your voice a little more, don't pinch your throat, dance a little harder, and grasp the priorities."

The boy's face was gloomy, and Lou Tongxuan couldn't bear to hit him when he saw his forced smile, so he reluctantly said: "The overall performance is better than yesterday, but it's obviously not up to the level of the performance, let's work hard!"

Yao Yi was also eager to know his own situation, and asked Yin Qing: "Mr. Yin, how is my performance? Have you improved a lot?"

Yin Qing couldn't help laughing, these guys are really optimistic by nature, they can ask this kind of question after singing so badly: "The rap part is okay."

"It's just that in tomorrow's state, you will definitely be eliminated."

After listening to her words, Yao Yi felt like facing a formidable enemy: "Ah... But I still think it's pretty good."

Yin Qing laughed back angrily: "Didn't you hear that your voice is broken?"

"..."

"I'm much better than yesterday. I've sung it, and I'll sing it for you again." After speaking, Yao Yi raised his voice and prepared to kill again.

Yin Qing endured the torment, opened her mouth to interrupt but could not refuse his initiative, and was forced to finish listening to one of his high songs.

Shang Lianyin frowned after hearing this, feeling sorry for these teachers.

"Give them another chance, let's do it all over again!" Yin Qing looked at Lou Tongxuan softly, and Lou Tongxuan nodded with a wrinkled face and a generous expression.

Seeing someone nodding, Yao Yi bowed deeply and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Thank you Teacher Yin, this time must be better than last time!"

Several people rested for a while and stepped onto the stage again.

Yao Yi performed the next dance quite smoothly. Instead of being discouraged, his voice became much more stable, and he became more confident in dancing.

His part ended, Song Beilu switched places with him and continued to complete a beautiful wave.His singing is better than Yao Yi's, his voice is full of youthful warmth, and his movements are open and closed, which is extremely standard.

It can’t be called poor, but it can’t be called excellent performance. It’s like the takeaway that I often eat.

Shang Lianyin was not envious of their thick skin, but was wondering where their vigor and vigor came from.

If he sang like this and danced like this, he might be so anxious that he couldn't sleep.

"Do you think their performance sucks?" Wen Ti smiled and looked at Shang Lianyin, the light shone on his face with sarcasm.

Shang Lianyin pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Although I really want to answer yes, but if I say it, it would be too arrogant.

"No, they have already shown their full strength, and every stage deserves to be respected." He said against his will, even if he was perfunctory, his expression did not change.

"Is this your real idea?" Wen Ti laughed, and looked back at the stage, "To be honest, I don't think their performance is worthy of being on this stage."

Shang Lianyin did not say a word, expressing her acquiescence.

Wen Ti suddenly turned to look at him: "Of course you are the same."

Shang Lianyin: "..." The harm is not very harmful, but the insult is extremely strong.

Well, he admits he has no interest in dancing.

He felt like his bones were falling apart and he couldn't move.

"I heard that you would never perform in public unless you practiced the piece a hundred times before. You don't like this stage, so you don't bother to prepare?"

Wen Ti put his arms around his chest and looked at him calmly, each word was like torture of the soul, hitting every nerve of him.

He slapped his eyelashes, and replied with an expressionless face, but the pause in his voice revealed his hesitation: "You also said that you were a child, and how many people are so lucky to stick to their childhood dreams."

He used to learn the violin, and he would play that piece at least a hundred times before going on stage.Check the rosin again and again, and even carefully check the hair style in the mirror several times.

When performing, you must wear the latest three-piece suit, choose the most gorgeous bow tie, and polish your leather shoes. Only when you are ready will you be willing to go on stage.

He once thought it was a respect for the stage, a necessary ceremony and courtesy.

But now...

He became the same as those trainees who went on stage unprepared, had no awe of the stage, and just regarded idols as a shortcut to debut.

Unknowingly, he gradually became the person he hated the most.

"If you continue like this, you will be the same as them, and soon the talent you are proud of will be overtaken by their efforts, and you are willing to watch your position be taken away by others?"

"If you don't work hard, God will take away the talent bestowed on you."

Wen Ti gave a stern warning, and Shang Lianyin stared at those people covered in blood, staring blankly.

They were noisy, he just watched with cold eyes, what happened next to him, he just thought it was insignificant when he was watching a TV series.

He had a stomach full of words, but just as he reached the tip of his mouth, he felt too tired to finish speaking, so he said concisely and perfunctorily: "Well, I see, thank you for reminding me."

What he said was appropriate and polite, Wen Ti choked on his words, looked at his broken and fearless appearance and gave up persuading: "Forget it... go back to practice, this is not the stage you expected, no matter how much you see Impossible to make you like it."

"Everyone has a low period, I just hope you don't indulge in it all the time, and don't let yourself down."

Shang Lianyin chewed on Wen Ti's words and returned to the practice room, but Gong Gaoyi was still practicing dance.

Sweat was splattered on the floor, the temperature in the room was warmed by body temperature, and the smell of sweat floating in the air was intertwined with each other, carrying the smell of youthful blood and hard work.

The day of the performance came in no time, and many fans rushed there by plane one day in advance after getting the tickets for the performance.

At three o'clock in the morning, fans had already rushed to wait in line outside the factory. The lights were flickering, and the support lights were always on, as if they wanted to illuminate the entire night.

Two hours before the start of the performance, the organizer organized everyone to enter the arena. As a bonus, each cutie who entered the arena got a "Full Puppet" doll and a small bunch of individually packaged sunflowers.

Someone posted a picture on the Internet, showing off the flowers he had received, and also showing off that he had won the ticket to "All Even".

Looking at the Reuters photos released, the people below were envious.

[This show actually sent flowers, it's really romantic]

[Did my sister go to the scene?Sisters are really lucky, so take more pictures! 】

【I want Brother Yin! 】

[I want three fires! 】

[The program team also sent flowers and dolls, which is so considerate, who doesn’t like flowers~]

[I'm the owner of a flower shop. LS has wrapped all the sunflowers in the city. I found fifty florists to wrap the flowers, which is more tiring than Valentine's Day. 】

[I love it, I love it. 】

[LS deeply grasps the weaknesses of women, and pokes them again and again. 】

【Are you polite?Who said that there are only female fans, but there are still male fans. Thank you ~ picture, sunflower.jpg】

[Mu Mu Mu~ I'm so sour. 】

[Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree. 】

[I have it too, it was given to me by my boyfriend last year.sunflower.jpg]

[Fuck... I was fed a mouthful of dog food for no reason. 】

The Internet is buzzing.

One hour before the performance, the "FIRE" group was still training, and finally, under the urging of the selection manager, they were taken out of the practice room and sent to the dressing room one by one.

Song Sinan followed behind a group of electors, and quietly touched Shang Lianyin's side, rubbing his hands together nervously: "Brother, are you nervous?"

Shang Lianyin shook her head, not feeling much.

"Just don't be nervous. I'm about to go on stage. I'll give you a gift to keep you safe." She grinned, with her palms spread out, and in her palm was a red braided diamond bracelet.

Shang Lianyin looked at her with raised eyebrows, a little surprised: "You made it up yourself?"

"Well, this red rope is very simple. I finished it in half an hour. It didn't take much time. The diamond knot is safe." She narrowed her eyes with a smile and untied the red rope. "Hand, I'll give it to you." Put it on."

Shang Lianyin stretched out her hand, and laughter erupted from all around.

Gong Gaoyi moved closer to him, tsk-tsk enviously, he went to the side and took Jin Yu's hand, pretending to put on a bracelet for him: "Hand, I'll put it on for you."

After finishing speaking, he touched his wrist with his fingertips, and Jin Yu got goosebumps all over his body: "Gong Gaoyi, you have something wrong! You even eat my tofu!"

"Don't worry, I'll take this group of people away." Jin Yu smiled meaningfully and walked forward.

Song Zimo also took Qi Dongdong's hand and teased: "Red string~ Keep safe, I will give you one too after Dongdong."

Qi Dongdong: "...Farewell, hurry up and change clothes and put on makeup."

"What red rope?" Mucheng and Huang Zihan wanted to go in and have a look, Ling Jinbai grabbed the two cubs and smiled awkwardly at Shang Lianyin, "Don't mind, we didn't see anything, we promise to keep our mouths shut."

However, after leaving, a bunch of people started talking again.

Mucheng: "Red rope~"

Huang Zihan: "That young lady is so tall."

Qi Dongdong: "It's the first time I met Brother Yin and I didn't reject anyone."

Shang Lianyin couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw the ambiguous behavior of a group of them, they really are a group of dirty people.

A little trouble can make them excited for a long time.

What would happen if you saw it? You didn't do anything shameful by giving a red string.

Walking at the end of the crowd, Fu Yan looked at Shang Lianyin coldly, feeling that sharp gaze, Shang Lianyin suddenly remembered that Song Sinan already had a boyfriend.

Inexplicably, he felt that the red rope in front of him was burning.

He moved his wrist and pulled his hand out just as Song Sinan was about to put on the bracelet.

However, the hand hadn't come out completely, and was grabbed again: "Don't hide, Brother Yin, your hands are so cold."

She spoke especially loudly, clasping her hands together to completely wrap his hands.

Her hands were obviously colder than his, but those words seemed to be said deliberately to Fu Yan.

Shang Lianyin wanted to struggle at first, but soon understood, and relaxed the strength in her hand, allowing her to fasten the bracelet.

The red rope set off the fair skin, and the wrist bones were protruding and slender, with a sense of fragility that could be easily crushed.

Fu Yan's black eyes were stained with gloom, and his eyes fell on the hands of the two people. He looked at them silently for a long time, and then he clenched his fists and left angrily.

He turned a corner, raised his head, and met Shang Yan's cold gaze.

He is holding a bunch of sunflowers in his hand, the orange barbie is paired with chamomile, the bright yellow wrapping paper, and the red eyes are dazzling.

Shang Yan was holding flowers in one hand, and with one hand in his pocket, he glanced at Fu Yan with an indelible loathing flashing in his eyes: "Take care of your woman, stay away from my brother!"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, and his straight and rigid face became vivid: "I will return this to you, take care of your man, and stay away from my woman!"

Shang Yan nervously clenched the flower in his hand, and the sound of the paper rustled: "Are you sick? That's my brother!"

Fu Yan tugged at the collar, caught sight of the bouquet of flowers and sneered, "Is that your brother?"

Shang Yan was inexplicably flustered, and unconsciously lowered his voice: "What do you mean?"

How does he know that Shang Lianyin is not his brother's?

"You will understand later." Fu Yan bypassed him and left.

Shang Yan stared at his back and fell silent: "..."

Is this guy out of his mind?

Shang Yan turned his head to look at Shang Lianyin, and walked up with the flowers in his arms.

The author has something to say:

Playing the ball, suddenly want to change the attack

Why does the more I write, the more I feel that Brother Yin is getting more and more popular?

No, I have to attack~~

ps: It was not updated yesterday, it was overturned and rewritten

Make it up today.