After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

As soon as Lu Wenya finished her opening remarks, the students around her started shouting indiscriminately: "Qiao Zhihuan!"

"Huanhuan is the first!"

"Little fairy, make a show!"

Someone yelled "Bairan", which caused bursts of laughter.

Bairan, that is, the first stage of Little Fang, is horrible to hear, and even dances with one foot on the other.

After his performance, Yan Liang choked for three full seconds before saying, "As soon as you open your mouth, I cry."

Amidst the messy nominations, there was a burst of warm applause. It turned out that a thin boy in Class B stood up and walked straight to the shooting area.

When he stood still, Qiao Zhihuan recognized that this was the boy who changed dormitories with him, with "Tan Fen" written on his name sticker.

"Huanhuan, come on!" Someone behind urged him, "Blockbuster!"

"That's right, Huanhuan, show it to the show crew, you can dance well without them teaching you!"

Qiao Zhihuan turned his back and booed them both silently. After sitting upright, Ye Cike asked him why he didn't go up.

Qiao Zhihuan shook his head and said, "He dares to be the first on this kind of competition show. He must have practiced hard yesterday. I respect this kind of person."

"He worked really hard."

Ye Cike and Qiao Zhihuan introduced that this is a senior from the same university as him, and he also studied in the same school.

As his name suggests, he is a hard-working boy with a double degree, and spends time in the practice room whenever he has free time. Sometimes his calf and toe are all injured, but he still insists on training.

"Huh?" Qiao Zhihuan thought for a while, "Then why haven't you two talked?"

The corners of Ye Cike's lips pursed slightly, and Qiao Zhihuan immediately understood: "Teachers come from the same school, and they are on the same show. You are young, talented and talented. If it were me, I wouldn't want to talk to you."

At this moment, the crowd suddenly exploded, and Qiao Zhihuan took a look. Little Fang couldn't stand everyone's instigation, so he jumped out of class F and rubbed the tip of his nose dissatisfied.

"Come on, Bairan!"

"Bairan don't step on your feet today!"

"Bairan! My tissues are ready!"

Little Fang gave them a fierce look.

There were also two students from the rest of the class, both of whom hadn't tried their courage in the haunted house.

The five people gathered together, the audience was quiet, and the first round of pen-hold recording began.

When the music started, the students burst into laughter.

Sure enough, I couldn't learn much in a day. The last two people who came up, one looked around and copied homework, and the other was in a hurry, jumping like rushing to collect clothes before it rained.

In contrast, Tan Fen really practiced hard, every movement is stretched and standardized, and also has a certain aesthetic feeling.

It's just that the folk dance style on him has not been completely shaken off. Although it is complete, it is not outstanding.

"Hey!"

"Hi!"

Moving on to the chorus, the area where Little Fang was facing actually broke out. A group of students who were trying their guts in a haunted house gathered together to beat the time for Little Fang at the end of each line of the chorus. Little Fang was very encouraged , the more you jump, the more exciting you are.

"How did Bairan improve so fast?" Someone behind him asked in a low voice.

"Didn't he go to the haunted house?"

"Also... the dance is quite good, except that it is a bit like military boxing."

After all the dancing, a few lively students rushed forward with a loud shout, regardless of Little Fang's protest, and excitedly rubbed his hair, while the rest of the students sat indifferently, looking at the group of people like monsters.

Qiao Zhihuan keenly noticed the difference—the students were clearly divided into two factions, the students who had been to the haunted house and the students who hadn't, were clearly distinct, and they even seemed to be fighting secretly.

After several rounds of recording, the students who went to the haunted house were like riding a rocket, and all of them made amazing progress, while the students who stayed at the base were compared to mediocrity.

By the beginning of the eighth round, the atmosphere among the students became more and more divided. It had developed to the point where the students who stayed in the base only recorded with those who stayed in the base. As long as a student who had been to the haunted house came on stage, the base students turned around and left.

At this time, the recording was almost halfway through, and some seeded players began to appear on stage one after another.

In the 11th round, another student with poor foundation made an unexpected progress. The students in the haunted house cheered and applauded happily.

At this time, a person in class F stood up and walked towards the pen-hold recording point. The haunted house students who were still celebrating suddenly cooled down and stared at him with complicated eyes.

This person was the "royal family" that the program group pushed so hard in the legend, the one who was replaced by Qiao Zhihuan with his identity card on the first stage, Zhao Yingjie.

On the way back, Qiao Zhihuan heard some rumors sporadically, saying that before the theme song, he suddenly set up a haunted house to test his courage, in order to protect Zhao Yingjie's junior C.

Zhao Yingjie hadn't stood still yet, when a student who was testing his courage in a haunted house suddenly said "Qiao Zhihuan!", which meant to let Huanhuan go up to frustrate his spirit.

Hearing the booing, Zhao Yingjie's eyes quickly flicked to Qiao Zhihuan, pretending not to look at him, and took out a small prop from his pocket with some unease.

Someone recognized it at a glance: "Bubble machine!"

Zhao Yingjie seemed to be checking the bubble machine. He waved the pink flower bubble machine for a week, and the colorful bubbles immediately flew all over the sky, which was very romantic.

"Ah... can I bring a bubble machine..."

"This bonus is too big!"

Now even the students who stayed at the base began to boo, sporadically shouting "Qiao Zhihuan, Qiao Zhihuan!"

Qiao Zhihuan sat quietly amidst the cheers, and calmly looked at Zhao Yingjie, meaning: Do you want me to do it?

Penhold shooting is launched together with the second issue, and it is also related to junior C. If you are not careful, it will change the fate of many people. He wants to respect everyone's choice as much as possible.

Zhao Yingjie glanced nervously, and raised his chin at him, meaning "Come on!"

Qiao Zhihuan stood up generously, and the audience immediately burst into cheers.

I saw him stretching, and instead of going up to the stage immediately, he turned his head and reached out to Ye Cike.

The audience was silent for a moment.

Is this for Teacher Ye to record together?

The students exchanged glances with each other, Zhao Yingjie, Qiao Zhihuan, Ye Cike, the three seed players, this round... really watched.

Ye Cike didn't say a word, and stood up quickly with his hand.The haunted house students were especially enthusiastic, stomping and applauding, whistling at them, "Little God, Teacher Ye, fuck him!"

"Yes! Fuck him!!"

"But the bonus of the bubble machine is too great." A student who stayed at the base said, "Zhao Yingjie's own strength is good, and his appearance is also very good. After the chorus, he can play freely for ten seconds before taking out the bubble machine." No matter how well Qiao Zhihuan dances, it's useless. Hey, if only I had a bubble machine."

Qiao Zhihuan passed by Zhao Yingjie, who kept his lips tightly pressed, and suddenly said "Hello!"

Qiao Zhihuan stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

Maybe he wanted to say something harsh, but Zhao Yingjie's lips moved and he forced a snort: "This, I won't lose this time."

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at him and laughed, "Come on."

The recording site was suspended on the large viewing platform halfway up the sea cliff, and Qiao Zhihuan stood in the middle. Due to the high and low parallax, behind him was the endless churning sea.

At nine o'clock in the evening, it is the most beautiful and romantic time of day and night.

The sun had set, the sky was dyed purple, and God cast a layer of clouds in the sky.

It's just that the clouds are a bit heavy, and Qiao Zhihuan heard a few muffled thunder just now, so I hope it won't rain during the recording.

Qiao Zhihuan's eyes fell, scanning the faces of the students off the court one by one. They were more nervous than the people on the court, and their eyes were shining with longing.

The desire to dream, the hope to reverse the unfair situation.

Qiao Zhihuan turned her back and bowed her head, showing a ready posture.

In fact, he doesn't like this song very much, it is empty, brainwashed, and the arrangement is messy, but there are two lines of lyrics in this song, but he likes it quite a lot.

"Opening my eyes is a lost way, closing my eyes is a dream

whether true or false

There are Broken Stars by my side"

Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Cike was on his left, Zhao Yingjie was on his right, and in front of him was the sea that seemed far away and near, the horizon beyond touch.

This time he is not alone, this time, maybe he really has company by his side.

As soon as the music started, Qiao Zhihuan stepped on the first drumbeat cleanly, turned around neatly, and the moment she raised her head, she suddenly let out an incomparably bright smile.

At that moment, it seemed that Yunxia was a little brighter.

Haunted house students are super supportive: "Sweet!!!"

"Full charge in one second!"

Their strength in this group is quite good, especially Zhao Yingjie. Although he is only 16 years old, he has solid basic skills and obviously trained hard yesterday. All movements are not only standard, but also many details have been added to his eyes and expressions, which is highly completed. Unlike a trainee, he jumped out of the feeling of an active idol.

In one day, it is actually very surprising to be able to achieve this level.

If Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike were not standing next to him.

As soon as the music started, everyone's eyes were caught by Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike. Even the photographer who shot Zhao Yingjie couldn't help taking a few glances.

Ye Cike's version of the theme song is full of power and relaxation, and every dance is beautiful and just right.

When the music paused, he added the Poppin' action with the ending sound and drum beats stuck. During the pause, the obvious sense of vibration and the sense of muscle strength made people feel extremely comfortable from the beginning to the end.

Qiao Zhihuan, on the other hand, had a completely different style.

His movements are more precise and clean, and he stretches with ease all the time, and the lightness almost comes out from every pore of his body.

The students around looked at him and felt that he seemed to be integrated with Yunxia behind him. Yunxia was pulled by him into a warm summer wind and passed through everyone's body.

The most amazing thing is that Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike's styles are completely different, but when they stand side by side, there is a shocking sense of uniformity. The angle of every movement of the two of them is exactly the same, and the tacit understanding is almost perfect. Like a pair of twins.

At this time, the music also proceeded to the chorus.

Zhao Yingjie suddenly pulled out the bubble machine from his pocket, drew a round circle, smiled wildly at the camera, and colorful bubbles flew all over the sky.

Everyone's attention was finally attracted for a moment, and suddenly, the student in the middle let out an exclamation——

Now Zhao Yingjie is spitting bubbles by himself and no one pays attention, all eyes are attracted to him!

I saw Ye Cike and Qiao Zhihuan looking at each other and smiling, they both turned around while stepping on the drums, presenting a back-to-back posture, just as the accent fell, they both broke out on the spot at the same time, stepping on the drums and backhand flipping against each other!

Swish, the sky and the earth turned white.

Lightning froze their figures at the moment of staggered somersaults.

The audience was stunned, and even the cameraman who followed the two of them separately was stunned on the spot.

somersault!Not to mention back-to-back somersaults at such a short distance, if the landing point is shifted a little, the two will collide, but Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike's movements are clean and neat, without hesitation, it's almost like watching a perfect mirror flip.

At this time, Ye Cike appeared in Qiao Zhihuan's pen-hold shot, and Qiao Zhihuan winked mischievously at Ye Cike's photographer uncle, and the two immediately threw themselves into the dance.

At this time, it was the ten seconds of free play after the chorus. Their free arrangement was neat and dexterous, and they nodded and interacted with each other when they met the drumbeat. beat range.

"it is good!!"

Someone yelled, and then, there was a muffled thunder, and the heavy rain suddenly poured down!