I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

The rehearsal stage is the stage for the official performance.

The moment the contestants stood on the stage, the lights above their heads went out, leaving only the light from the cameras below the stage.

The contestants in the "violent" group inevitably became nervous.

Even Lu Zhaomian's heart beat faster.

He Sihan and others sat directly below the stage, looking up at the stage.

The assistant director reached out to gesture to the lighting engineer.

"Lights ready."

The contestants in the waiting room stared at the big screen intently, for fear of missing any shot.

"Enter the accompaniment."

The accompaniment of "violent" sounded, and the big screen behind the stage lit up instantly.

The screen turned on suddenly, and before the contestants could react, the next shot showed Lu Zhaomian.

"Fuck!"

He Simeng couldn't hold back from swearing.

"Lu Zhaomian must have gone crazy."

Another player sighed.

Lu Zhaomian was wearing dark black jumpsuit overalls, the zipper was not pulled to the end, revealing a section of white short sleeves inside, and a belt was tied around his waist, which outlined his tight waistline.

The moment Lu Zhaomian raised his eyelids, he caught the camera.

It was an impact that could be felt across the screen.

He Sihan in the audience pushed up the brim of his peaked cap, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was unconsciously attracted by Lu Zhaomian in the corner.

"I've made great progress." He Sihan said something to Yu Chenwu who was next to him.

Yu Shenwu nodded, "Indeed, the state is completely different from that during the assessment."

He Sihan never took his eyes off the stage.

During the assessment, they were like a group of ferocious lions, with strong attack power but no organizational power. All their energy was suppressed together, which made people feel excited but very aggrieved.

Because the emotions have not reached the extreme.

But it's different now, they have the leader of the lion group, they know how to hide, learn to hold back, learn to accumulate emotions, until the last moment to charge head-on.

"good."

He Sihan smiled.

The real-time screen just broadcast He Sihan's smile.

"My God! Pd laughed, I read it right!"

"Yes, you read that right, it's over, this group is really a godsend, even the pd laughed."

He Sihan is usually very gentle, but he is very strict about training. During the training, they never saw Pd laughing.

This is the first time.

The players have mixed feelings.

When I stared at the performance on the screen again, my heart felt a lot heavier.

"This is just a rehearsal. If it's the day of the official performance, I don't know how much it will go wrong." A contestant mumbled.

The rehearsal for the "violent" group is over.

He Sihan let them go down after their performance, and didn't comment much, but the members of Lu Zhaomian's group could see the satisfaction in He Sihan's eyes, and they pushed each other to give their companions thumbs up before leaving the stage.

"Okay." He Sihan's eyes were very sharp, and he saw their small movements at a glance. After failing to be serious, he said with a broken smile, "This time is not bad, and tomorrow's official performance will also maintain this state."

The contestants on the stage nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

"Okay, let's go down." He Sihan waved his hand, calling them to step down.

Then it was the turn of the second group of "violent".

The duration of each group was controlled very precisely. Although the contestants lost a little time because they were not familiar with the process, the rehearsal was successfully completed in the end.

He Sihan came to the waiting room after the last group finished the rehearsal, still holding a wooden box in his hand.

"Today's rehearsal is over. The process went smoothly. Thank you for your cooperation." He Sihan swept everyone around and put the box down. "There is still a process."

"Let's decide the order of appearance in tomorrow's performance."

As soon as the voice fell, the air froze for an instant.

The order of performances.

The contestants exchanged a few glances secretly.

"The order is determined by lottery. The two groups with the same song decide who will draw."

"Come on, the first group, "violent", which one of you will draw lots?" He Sihan patted the lottery box on the table.

All members of Lu Zhaomian's team looked at Lu Zhaomian.

Lu Zhaomian looked at Zhuang Zhi.

Zhuang Zhi raised his chin lightly, and Lu Zhaomian suddenly realized.

"I'll do it." Lu Zhaomian stood up.

Now, not only the members of the "violent" group watched Lu Zhaomian, but all the contestants present were staring at Lu Zhaomian's movements intently.

He Sihan watched Lu Zhaomian put his hands into the box, picked up the microphone and asked, "Which one do you want to appear on stage?"

"That's needless to say! Xiaolu must be the finale!"

Before Lu Zhaomian could speak, the contestant sitting below spoke first.

"That's right! You don't need to smoke, just let my younger brother finish the finale, okay?"

He Sihan held back his laughter and coughed lightly.

Lu Zhaomian shook the lottery in front of them with an innocent face, and said, "It's already drawn."

In other words, your requests are useless.

The contestants all shut their mouths and stared at Lu Zhaomian.

After seeing the result, Lu Zhaomian twitched her brows slightly, revealing her canine teeth.

The players had an ominous premonition.

"First."

Lu Zhaomian unfolded the note and showed it to the players off the court.

There is a huge "one" written on the note.

The players were ashamed.

Great, the last thing I wanted happened.

Lu Zhaomian walked down despite everyone's resentful eyes, looking very satisfied with the result.

He is indeed quite satisfied, he doesn't like to wait, he would rather be the first to play than to be the last to appear.

"Can you guys do it?" Lu Zhaomian didn't forget to ask other teammates what they thought.

"That's definitely possible." Mo Tingxing patted his chest, "We're the first to appear on stage, aren't we here to blow up the stage?"

"That's right, let's try to make Yi Gong end as soon as it starts."

"Pfft." Lu Zhaomian couldn't help laughing.

"That's enough, you guys." He Sihan splashed cold water when he heard the contestant's "brassy words", "I haven't had a performance yet, so I'm not afraid of showing off my waist when I say such big words."

"Come on, the next group, come up and draw lots."

......

There were only seven groups in total, and the lottery process did not take much time.

"Tomorrow will be the official performance, everyone get ready." He Sihan instructed a few words.

"If you have spare energy, you can practice again. If you don't have it, don't force it. Rest early and maintain the best state for tomorrow's performance, understand?"

"understand!"

"Okay, everyone can go back to the dormitory, let's go."

"it is good!"

The contestants boarded the bus in groups. After a day of rehearsal, everyone was exhausted, but the news of the official performance tomorrow was etched into their minds, forcing them to ignore their fatigue and discuss the performance with excitement.

"The tickets for the performance have already been sent out. Our venue is so big that there must be thousands of spectators, right?"

"So what if there are a lot of viewers? It's not here to support you. Most of the audience is here to see the mentor."

"That's right. How long has it been? There are a few fans who come here just for the players."

"That's not necessarily true. Some people are naturally attracted to fans, and there may be many people who come for them."

"Who?"

"Who else do you think? Lu Zhaomian." The contestant who spoke rolled his eyes slightly, and pouted in Lu Zhaomian's direction.

Another player subconsciously looked in the direction.

Lu Zhaomian was probably tired, and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. Because the road was uneven, his head couldn't find a stable point, and he was dangling back and forth on the back chair.

The contestant took a second look, only to realize that the person sitting next to Lu Zhaomian was Zhuang Zhi.

Zhuang Zhi glanced at Lu Zhaomian who was sleeping crookedly next to him, thought for two seconds, then took Lu Zhaomian's head which was tilted to one side, and pressed it on his shoulder.

The contestant froze, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the two with dull eyes.

When did Zhuang Zhi and Lu Zhaomian get along so well?

Is this still the Zhuang Zhi he knew?

Zhuang Zhi has been walking alone in the camp, and has never seen anyone around Zhuang Zhi, it's not that no one approached Zhuang Zhi, it's just that they all ended in failure.

Zhuang Zhi's temper was cold and hard, and he raised his eyelids to look at people's gaze as if he wanted to swallow people alive.

That's right, that look.

The moment the contestant blinked, he caught Zhuang Zhi's gaze.

Cold and thin.

The contestant silently closed his mouth and turned his head back stiffly.

·

The weather on the day of the performance was also good.

The contestants were called up by the selection manager early in the morning.

"No, I'm too sleepy, I won't fall asleep when I'm performing." He Si floated towards Lu Zhaomian like a ghost in a dream, and reached out to block Lu Zhaomian's shoulder, using it to support her body.

"What did I say, I told you to go to bed early yesterday, don't listen to me." Mo Tingxing sneered.

"Oh, I'm not training." He Simeng retorted in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, don't explain, let's sleep for a while while putting on makeup, let's go, the car is coming." Mo Tingxing pulled He Simeng off Lu Zhaomian's body, and pushed Lu Zhaomian Mian's shoulder, motioning for him to go first.

The dressing room is still the dressing room from yesterday's rehearsal.

He Simeng followed Lu Zhaomian and Mo Ting reflexively, but was forcibly taken away by the staff one second before entering the dressing room.

The rest of the team has already arrived.

Lu Zhaomian scanned the crowd, but did not find Zhuang Zhi.

"Where's Zhuang Zhi?" Lu Zhaomian asked.

One of the team members looked up in confusion.

"I do not know."

Lu Zhaomian frowned, turned around and opened the door, ready to look outside.

As soon as the door opened, he ran into He Simeng who was standing outside.

"What are you wearing?"

Lu Zhaomian noticed the colorful headband He Simeng was wearing on her head at a glance, and her expression was blank for a moment.

"Your aid!" He Simeng pointed to his head, and then stuffed all the things in his hand to Lu Zhaomian, "Your fans prepared it for you."

Lu Zhaomian blinked blankly, and looked down at the thing He Simeng gave him.

A fan, a few badges.

It has his face printed on it.

"Where did you come from?" Lu Zhaomian looked at her face on the fan, feeling very ashamed.

"If you get it outside, as long as you prove that you are a fan, you can get it for free." He Simeng winked at him, "All of these are given to you, I have to go first, or I will be scolded again."

After finishing speaking, He Simeng quickly slipped away.

Lu Zhaomian stood there and looked at her cheerleader for a long time, the more she looked at it, the more ashamed she became. After struggling for a while, she still couldn't bear to lose the hearts of the fans.

"What are you doing at the door?"

Lu Zhaomian raised her head abruptly.

Zhuang Zhi walked over along the corridor, looked at Lu Zhaomian for a while, then looked at the door of the dressing room, and asked, "Why don't you go in?"

"where have you been?

Before Lu Zhaomian could say a word, he saw the things in Zhuang Zhi's hand sharply.

Lu Zhaomian's expression became stiff, and she muttered in a low voice, "Why do you have it too?"

Zhuang Zhi raised his eyebrows and waved his fan casually.

"What? You want it too?"