I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

The training room fell silent for a moment.

All eyes were fixed on Zhuang Zhi in the corner.

Zhuang Zhi straightened up slowly, without taking his eyes off Lu Zhaomian for a moment, the eyes of other people didn't seem to have any influence on him.

Lu Zhaomian felt that her throat was a little dry.

I don't know why, but I feel that the four words "I choose Zhuang Zhi" have an inexplicable taste when they spit out from his mouth.

I don't know whether the problem lies with "I" or "Zhuang Zhi".

He Sihan broke the silence.

"In this case, Lu Zhaomian and Zhuang Zhi are rivals. Wait for a while, after all the captains have finished choosing their teammates, they can start to choose their own teammates." He Sihan said.

The next one is Fu Zheng.

......

The progress was rapid, and after a while, fourteen captains were selected, and they stood in a row facing each other.

Zhuang Zhi raised his eyelids and glanced at Lu Zhaomian who was opposite, but couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

Lu Zhaomian felt that she might be impulsive.

Zhuang Zhi seemed a bit strange to Lu Zhaomian.

He is very powerful, but it seems that he has been deliberately reducing his sense of existence, not looking for the camera, and even deliberately avoiding the camera, like...

It doesn't look like I want to debut at all.

But when he stood on the stage, he seemed to be a different person.

Brilliant.

The bright light on the stage surrounded him as if consciously, as if covering him with glory.

Zhuang Zhi at the first stage was as sharp as a sharp knife, and all his expressions and movements were deeply engraved in Lu Zhaomian's mind.

Until now, Lu Zhaomian would be slightly dazed when thinking of Zhuang Zhi at that time.

However, Zhuang Zhi's first stage has not been broadcast yet. The program team divided the contestants' first stage into two parts. Last night, only the first part was broadcast, and Zhuang Zhi's part should be the second part.

And his chorus with Zhuang Zhi.

Lu Zhaomian pursed her lips and smiled secretly.

"Brother." He Simeng stood beside him, elbowed him, raised his chin in Zhuang Zhi's direction after seeing him turn around, and said a little sourly: "You really have a deep-seated love for Zhuang Zhi. !"

Whatever you do, be respectful.

He's not sour at all, just a little upset.

He Simeng said.

"Why?" He Simeng asked, "Am I, He Simeng, unworthy? You don't even think about me."

Lu Zhaomian thought for a while, and answered seriously: "Because Zhuang Zhi is good-looking, he can dance well, um... he can sing well too."

He Simeng fell silent, and turned to look at Zhuang Zhi quietly.

Well, he doesn't deserve it.

He Sihan interrupted He Simeng before he could feel sorry for himself for a while.

"Next, I will announce the repertoire for the first public performance. There are seven songs in total. The two groups that are rivals will sing the same song, and the right to choose..." He Sihan stopped and turned his attention to Lu Zhao In the direction of Mian and the others, "It's in your hands."

There was an uproar.

The right to choose is only one of them, so how to unify the style?

Some contestants with very different styles looked at each other a few times, and they all saw helplessness and despair in each other's eyes.

This is also because the two opponents have a good relationship, and those who have a bad relationship will not even pay attention to the opponent's style, and directly choose the one that suits them best.

Lu Zhaomian looked back at Zhuang Zhi again, with a somewhat troubled expression.

He doesn't seem too sure about Zhuang Zhi's style, but based on his first stage impression, it should be similar to his...?

"...Now you can listen to the demo of the song in the performance." After He Sihan explained the details of the song selection, he pointed to the big screen hanging in front of the big training room, signaling everyone to look ahead.

The first song is called "Particle Science", which is a relatively gentle and lyrical song. The singing is very special, and the dance movements are not difficult, but the movements are a bit broken.

Lu Zhaomian looked at the big screen intently, but she was thinking quickly whether this song was suitable for her... and Zhuang Zhi.

Lu Zhaomian looked back at Zhuang Zhi, but he still looked at the big screen with a cold face, his expression did not change.

Can't see through.

Lu Zhaomian turned around in confusion.

The first song did not cause waves among the trainees. It was not until the prelude of the second demo sounded that the whole training room was boiling.

The second song is called "violent", a song that is purely bombarding the scene. The heavy bass drums are like machine gun fire, leaving no time for the players to react at all, and rushing into the players' heads. There was a roar in his mind.

"Wow!"

"This is handsome!"

"This is the song that a hunk should choose!"

The place instantly heated up.

The contestants were very excited, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Hey, brother, this is suitable for you, do you like it?" He Simeng was also excited, jumped on the spot twice with the accent, grabbed Lu Zhaomian's shoulders, and asked in his ear.

In fact, there is no need to ask, Lu Zhaomian's bright eyes have already explained everything.

"I like it." Lu Zhaomian replied straightforwardly without any hesitation.

"Then you choose this one!" He Simeng said, "You should choose the song first, get this one first."

When Lu Zhaomian's words of affirmation came to his lips, he was forced to suppress them again, and then turned his head to look at Zhuang Zhi, and when his eyes touched Zhuang Zhi's calm face, he turned his head back in confusion, still not making a good decision.

There are two lyrical songs left, and the others are songs with a strong sense of rhythm, which are more suitable for public performances.

But none of them are as brilliant as the second song "violent".

The contestants all had small calculations in their hearts, secretly thinking about which song to choose to maximize their advantages.

The first choice still rests with Lu Zhaomian.

"So Lu Zhaomian, what is your choice?" He Sihan asked.

Lu Zhaomian's face was full of indecision, and his black and white eyes fell on He Sihan for a moment, then he looked straight at Zhuang Zhi.

Just in time to meet Zhuang Zhi's gaze.

Lu Zhaomian's eyes may be filled with the word "help".

Zhuang Zhi should have understood what he meant.

Lu Zhaomian thought.

Because he clearly saw that Zhuang Zhi smiled.

Lu Zhaomian picked at the palm of her hand, shifted her gaze, touched the tip of her nose with her knuckles embarrassingly, and said her choice, ""violent""

After hearing this word coming out of Lu Zhaomian's mouth, the contestants felt regretful and took it for granted at the same time.

This song really fits Lu Zhaomian's typhoon and aura very well.

Violent, violence.

The contestants recalled Lu Zhaomian in the first stage, and swallowed silently.

It can't be said that they are irrelevant, it can only be said that they are exactly the same.

Perfect match, really perfect match.

The song selection work continued, and after all the songs were assigned to each team, the teammate selection process officially started.

Looking into He Simeng's fiery eyes, Mo Tingxing entered Lu Zhaomian's team without hesitation, and he did not forget to pat He Simeng's head, explaining: "My brother's song is more suitable for me, your song... ...a bit dreamy."

Mo Tingxing's Chinese proficiency is indeed very high.

The word dream is a bit too appropriate.Lu Zhaomian recalled He Simeng's song and nodded secretly.

This time, He Simeng was able to catch the ducks on the shelves. The songs were also picked up and no one wanted them. The team members were also forced to join because the other teams were full.

He Simeng's mentality completely exploded.

"Brother." He Simeng looked at Lu Zhaomian sadly, "You lower your head."

Lu Zhaomian bent down obediently.

He Simeng touched Lu Zhaomian's head twice, and said in a sad tone, "Brother, I will depend on you for the rest of my life."

Lu Zhaomian: "???" I feel that these words are a bit familiar.

Zhuang Zhi on the opposite side gave He Simeng a chilly look.

"The full version of the song will be given to you tomorrow. You can take a break this afternoon, adjust your state, and devote yourself to training tomorrow. Do you hear it?" He Sihan asked.

"heard it!"

Everyone was very urgent at first, and they all wanted to start training today, but they didn't expect that the full version would not be available until tomorrow.

Lu Zhaomian was stopped by He Sihan when he was about to leave the training room.

"Welfare?" Lu Zhaomian asked.

"Yes, it's the exclusive benefit time that your fans won for you." He Sihan explained, "Director Zhou was supposed to tell you, but he has something to do, so he asked me to let you know. If a staff member is looking for you, just take a short video."

Lu Zhaomian nodded, expressing understanding.

He Sihan patted Lu Zhaomian on the shoulder, "Practice hard, come on."

"Okay." Lu Zhaomian's small canine teeth protruded with two sharp points.

When He Simeng, Mo Tingxing and the others saw that He Sihan was talking to Lu Zhaomian alone, they thought it was a private matter, so they left without waiting for him.

After Lu Zhaomian and He Sihan separated, they went to the cafeteria to have dinner with them. For some unknown reason, Lu Zhaomian's right eyelid twitched violently, which made him a little uneasy for no reason.

And this anxiety reached its peak when he saw He Simeng walking towards him with a bowl of unknown objects.

"Brother, Yue." He Simeng walked quickly, and walked in front of him in two steps, his face turned purple, "I can't bear this taste, Yue, let me eat it for you."

While Yueting, He Simeng brought the snail powder in front of Lu Zhaomian, not forgetting to emphasize, "There are durians in it, I managed to get it."

Lu Zhaomian glanced at the snail powder in front of him, then at He Simeng who was about to pass out from the stink, and fell into a rare silence.

As soon as Lu Zhaomian finished eating, He Simeng and others forced her to take a bath.

The bathroom in the dormitory is a special kind of bathhouse. There is one on each floor for the players on this floor to wash.

There were not many people taking a shower at noon, and when Lu Zhaomian arrived at the bathroom with a change of clothes, the bathroom was still empty.

Lu Zhaomian walked in and seemed to hear the sound of water indistinctly. Before Lu Zhaomian could listen carefully, there was the sound of the shower curtain being pulled open in the next second.

Lu Zhaomian subconsciously looked in that direction.

Zhuang Zhi had just finished taking a shower, his jet-black hair was wet by the water, and stuck to his smooth and fair cheeks, black and white were distinct, giving him a thrilling beauty.

Lu Zhaomian froze in place, looked at Zhuang Zhi and blinked slowly.

Zhuang Zhi was also taken aback when he saw Lu Zhaomian, and after regaining his senses, he took two steps in Lu Zhaomian's direction, then he seemed to have discovered something, and stopped abruptly, Tao Hua's eyes became a little alert and vigilant.

"what did you eat?"

Lu Zhaomian came to his senses, and seemed to smell the smell of snail noodles coming from himself, touched his nose in a little embarrassment, and said the truth in a low voice: ".......Durian snail noodles."

Zhuang Zhi: "..."

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