I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

The camera swept across, and in the next second it was aimed at He Sihan, and the picture on the screen switched to He Sihan's face.

Zhuang Zhi's other teammates also followed.

Lu Zhaomian glanced back, saw the staff gesturing to them to move faster, then turned her head and said to Zhuang Zhi in a hurry, "Come on."

Zhuang Zhi nodded, and said yes softly.

After the performance, Lu Zhaomian's group went straight back to the waiting room.

The moment the waiting room door was pushed open, cheers burst out.

"It's still you who are fierce!"

"Really, Xiaolu, especially you, tsk tsk tsk, that close-up is so annoying, to tell you the truth, I can hear the screams of the audience here."

"Give us some experience, just a week, how did you practice so neatly?"

"Okay, you guys, after you've finished your performance, why don't we play a fart?"

A few players who are usually more active rushed forward, making jokes with each other.

Lu Zhaomian and the others were blocked at the door, and they couldn't find a gap to get in. In the end, He Simeng fished them out by himself.

Seats have been assigned by the staff according to the group, and Lu Zhaomian sat down according to the list after entering the door.

By coincidence, after Lu Zhaomian sat down, the broadcast screen just started broadcasting Zhuang Zhi's performance.

Mo Tingxing sat down next to Lu Zhaomian, glanced at the screen, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Is their introduction so short? Is this the beginning?"

It only takes a few minutes to walk from the stage to the waiting room, right?

Why did Zhuang Zhi and the others start performing just as soon as they arrived at the waiting room?

Lu Zhaomian frowned lightly when she heard the words, but didn't answer, her eyes stayed on the rebroadcast screen.

Mo Tingxing also asked casually. Seeing that Lu Zhaomian didn't answer, he didn't care. Seeing that Lu Zhaomian was staring at the big screen intently, he became a little interested, and started to watch Zhuang Zhi's performance with his chin propped up.

After watching it for a while, Mo Tingxing realized something was wrong, and turned his head to ask Lu Zhaomian, "Hey, why did their group become so harmonious all of a sudden?"

After all, they were opponents. During the instructor's assessment, Mo Tingxing subconsciously paid more attention to Zhuang Zhi's group, and after reading it, he secretly gave them an evaluation in his heart.

Very jarring.

Good is too good, bad is too bad.

He could understand that Lu Zhaomian chose Zhuang Zhi as his opponent. Although Lu Zhaomian appeared to be gentle and mild-tempered on the surface, he was actually very serious about acting and very ambitious.

He wants to be the best, and at the same time, he wants to be the strongest.

And Zhuang Zhi...

Although he is not familiar with Zhuang Zhi, but in all fairness, Zhuang Zhi's strength is definitely one of the best in the camp.

At least in Lu Zhaomian's eyes, this is the case.

Mo Tingxing turned his head and glanced at Lu Zhaomian.

Lu Zhaomian's eyes are black and white, and the light from the big screen falls into them, making them look bright. His eyes are slightly sharp, but the end of his partial eyes is bent down a little, which weakens the sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes, adding A little boyish.

Mo Tingxing looked at him twice more, only to realize that Lu Zhaomian's eyes were all on Zhuang Zhi.

Lu Zhaomian didn't answer all the time, Mo Tingxing didn't ask any more questions, and was about to focus on the performance, but the moment he turned his head, Lu Zhaomian suddenly spoke.

"Because he is Zhuang Zhi."

Mo Tingxing: "Huh?"

Mo Tingxing didn't want to understand the inevitable connection between these two sentences.

The tempo suddenly rose, and Mo Tingxing was taken aback, and subconsciously looked up at the screen.

The broadcast screen happened to be Zhuang Zhi's shot.

Zhuang Zhi's facial features are well-defined, his expression is dull, and the brows and eyes seem to be covered with a thin layer of ice. When he lifts his eyelids and looks at the camera, he is full of coldness and aggression.

Zhuang Zhi is like a sharp blade, usually bound by a scabbard. Everyone knows that he is strong, but they forget what he looked like when he was strong.

But now, Zhuang Zhi standing on the stage was like a sharp knife out of its sheath, piercing his brain fiercely, forcibly drawing a crack in his sealed memory.

Mo Tingxing regained the feeling he had when he first saw Zhuang Zhi on stage.

Mo Tingxing stared blankly for a while, until the end of Zhuang Zhi's shot, then slowly turned his head to look at Lu Zhaomian, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind.

Maybe Lu Zhaomian never forgot Zhuang Zhi in the first stage.

Brilliant light, infinite scenery.

That's why Lu Zhaomian has such a persistent preference for Zhuang Zhi.

"Although, this group is really strong."

The players in the waiting room also began to think about it.

"However, I feel that Lu Zhaomian's group is stronger, this group feels like Zhuang Zhimeng, but the others, um..."

"Indeed, no matter how strong Zhuang Zhi is, he won't be able to move him."

"Hey, don't forget what this group looked like during the instructor's assessment before, and look at it now, among other things, at least the overall progress has been too much."

Zhuang Zhi's group's performance was over, and Lu Zhaomian looked away from the big screen, just happened to listen to the contestants' discussion, and smiled inexplicably.

Mo Tingxing who happened to catch this smile: "?" What's going on?What did he miss? !

Seeing that He Sihan had already stood on the stage, the contestants stopped discussing.

The expressions of the members of Lu Zhaomian's team became tense.

——The number of votes is announced.

The staff quickly sent the counting results of the votes to He Sihan.

When He Sihan saw the result, his eyebrows twitched imperceptibly, and he quickly glanced at Zhou Chenghai under the stage.

"The second group of "violent", the final number of votes..."

"589 votes, congratulations."

"Yeah! We won!" One of the members of Lu Zhaomian's team reacted the fastest, jumping up excitedly the moment the result of the votes was announced.

"Fuck! We won!"

Everyone came to their senses at this moment, ignoring the existence of the camera and swearing directly, and covered their mouths belatedly after being glared at by the staff.

In fact, 589 votes is considered a very high number of votes, but the 698 votes that Lu Zhaomian's group could hardly surpass had such an impact on them that they didn't feel that 589 votes counted for a moment.

Lu Zhaomian still held his breath and looked at the broadcast screen.

The total number of votes has come out, but the highest number of votes in the group has not yet been announced.

He Sihan pursed his lips and looked at the cards in his hand several times before announcing: "The winner of the highest number of votes in this group is... Shi Yufan, 211 votes, congratulations."

"what?"

"What the hell? Did I get it wrong?"

The players in the waiting room picked their ears and turned to ask the players next to them.

"You heard me right, it's not Zhuang Zhi." The contestant who was asked also looked a little confused.

Lu Zhaomian was also taken aback, blinked her eyes several times, and her expression sank slightly after confirming that she had read correctly.

The audience in the audience obviously questioned the result, but there was not much movement, because He Sihan suppressed it.

"Okay, the performance of the second group of "violent" is over..."

"Next, let's invite the contestants from Group [-] and Group [-] of "Lover" to come on stage."

The waiting room was noisy for a while, and the two groups caught by the cue hurried to the stage. Amidst the chaos, the contestants of the second group of "violent" also returned to the waiting room.

Lu Zhaomian felt a sudden burst of cold fragrance around her, like the smell of first snow falling on pine wood and melting.

Cool, with a little sense of alienation.

As soon as Zhuang Zhi entered the room, he searched for Lu Zhaomian's location, and sat down beside Lu Zhaomian without much hesitation.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Zhi keenly noticed that Lu Zhaomian's expression was not very good-looking, and asked in a low voice.

Lu Zhaomian turned to look at Zhuang Zhi, just in time to bump into Zhuang Zhi's cold eyes.

"Aren't you... angry?" Lu Zhaomian secretly thought about the words for a long time.

"Angry? What are you angry about?" Zhuang Zhi leaned back and pressed his body against the back of the chair, "Angry that I didn't take the first place in the group?"

"You should be number one." Lu Zhaomian said in a muffled voice.

Zhuang Zhi laughed, "Don't worry too much about this."

"Why don't you care?" Lu Zhaomian raised her voice a little, and the attention of the people around her was instantly attracted.

Lu Zhaomian shut her mouth abruptly and coughed in embarrassment.

Zhuang Zhi glanced at them, reached out and pulled the corner of La Lu Zhaomian's clothes, motioning him to stand up first.

After Lu Zhaomian stood up, Zhuang Zhi pulled the back of the chair with his hands and moved Lu Zhaomian's chair to his side, so that the backs of the two chairs were touching together.

Lu Zhaomian glanced at it, and sat down without any psychological burden, feeling nothing wrong at all.

Mo Tingxing, who was forced to distance himself from Lu Zhaomian: "..."

Mo Tingxing glanced at the two heads that were put together, and silently looked away.

"Why don't you care? With your strength, the first place is definitely yours. Is it because of Director Zhou..."

The distance was too close, and Lu Zhaomian didn't know where to place her gaze. After hastily turning around Zhuang Zhi's face, she landed on the little mole on the tip of his nose.

"Again?" Zhuang Zhi slightly raised his eyebrows.

Lu Zhaomian was stunned for a second, then suddenly realized what he had just said.

"Ah, no..." Lu Zhaomian's brain short-circuited for an instant, and he stammered to explain.

Zhuang Zhi never took his eyes off Lu Zhaomian.

While looking away, Lu Zhaomian would occasionally meet Zhuang Zhi's eyes suddenly. At that moment, Lu Zhaomian thought about asking Zhuang Zhi if he was explosion-proof, but looked away. In an instant, he calmed down again.

What if I ask?

Zhuang Zhi is just a contestant, how can he fight against the show crew?

"What are you thinking again?" Zhuang Zhi saw Lu Zhaomian frowning, looking serious and troubled, and was rarely curious.

"Again?" Lu Zhaomian's brain circuit matched Zhuang Zhi's.

"The last time you helped me dry my hair." Zhuang Zhi reminded me friendly.

This time Lu Zhaomian's reaction was much faster than last time.

"I don't think it's fair to think you're not number one."

Seeing that Lu Zhaomian was still struggling with this issue, Zhuang Zhi had a helpless expression on his face. After looking at Lu Zhaomian for a few times, Zhuang Zhi explained patiently: "I don't want to debut, so these rankings don't mean anything to me."

Zhuang Zhi's voice was very low, and the tone was a little cold, but he deliberately softened the tone, and it sounded a little gentle.

But Lu Zhaomian didn't pay attention to Zhuang Zhi's voice at all, all his mind was on the first half of what Zhuang Zhi said.

Zhuang Zhi doesn't want to debut?