I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

The staff felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

And, why did you suddenly mention Lu Zhaomian's parents?

The staff was a little puzzled.

Lu Zhaomian's mind was running fast for a while, then she calmly said, "Yes, my mother is very beautiful."

"Really?" Su Xingyue smiled even more happily, reached out and patted Lu Zhaomian's shoulder, and cut to the point, "Come on, talk to me, there are seats over there."

Lu Zhaomian's barely maintained expression broke down again.

chat?What are you talking about?

Lu Zhaomian turned her head and gave the staff a suggestive look, and said, "No, I still have a job."

Su Xingyue gave Lu Zhaomian a meaningful look.

Lu Zhaomian's heart trembled suddenly, with an ominous premonition.

"Ah, Teacher Su is the photographer this time." The staff said, "You guys chat, then I won't bother you."

Lu Zhaomian: "...?"

Lu Zhaomian stared intently at the backs of the staff leaving, and only slowly turned back after the backs disappeared completely.

Su Xingyue never took her eyes off Lu Zhaomian's face.

"...Mom." Lu Zhaomian and Su Xingyue met their gazes, and after a few seconds of looking at each other, they were defeated and cried out in a loud voice.

Lu Zhaomian noticed with sharp eyes that Su Xingyue secretly squeezed his hands.

Lu Zhaomian: "..." Help.

"Stinky boy, it's quite comfortable to live outside." Su Xingyue carefully looked at Lu Zhaomian several times, and saw that Lu Zhaomian had a rosy complexion and was full of energy. Not only did he not lose weight, he even gained some flesh, He sneered, "Fat and strong."

"Impossible." Lu Zhaomian retorted, "I just weighed myself yesterday, and I'm not fat."

Su Xingyue: "..." Is this the point?

"Unlucky boy." Su Xingyue cursed, and walked towards the corner with her skirt in her hands, "Come here, sit over there for a while, these high heels are exhausting my old lady."

Lu Zhaomian hesitated for a second, and followed Su Xingyue obediently before turning her head to threaten him.

"Mom, why did you come here to shoot commercials?" Lu Zhaomian was afraid that Su Xingyue would bring up the past, so she took the lead in finding a topic to divert her attention.

"What? Surprised?" Su Xingyue pulled a red plastic stool and pushed it to Lu Zhaomian, and nestled in the sofa by herself, "Didn't you shoot a commercial on the show? It was my younger brother who filmed for you. Last time When we met, he mentioned you to me, saying that he met a good seedling on the show, and I was still wondering who it was..."

Lu Zhaomian smiled guiltily.

"Hmph." Su Xingyue snorted coldly, propped her chin and looked at Lu Zhaomian, "Why don't I come over and take a look? I'm still worried that my precious son will be kidnapped and help count the money."

"Not at all." Lu Zhaomian rubbed her nose, then changed the subject again, "What about dad? How is he doing recently?"

"Hey, I think of my family now, so how did you run away?" Su Xingyue knew Lu Zhaomian very well, and she could tell at a glance that Lu Zhaomian was changing the subject, and barely managed Lu Zhaomian's words Impatient, he cut directly to the center, "Your father is very angry."

"...Mom, I'm only twenty, so the blind date is too urgent." Lu Zhaomian thought for two seconds, but seeing that she couldn't avoid it, she said, "Dad, it's useless to be angry." .”

"What kind of blind date? It's just to meet and make friends." Su Xingyue babbled nonchalantly without blushing, "and the family's conditions are not bad, hey, you will definitely have a good impression of him."

Lu Zhaomian: "...Impossible, I won't go, don't even think about it."

Maybe because she heard the determination in Lu Zhaomian's tone, Su Xingyue was still a little conscious of being a mother, stared at Lu Zhaomian for a few seconds, and sighed after seeing that Lu Zhaomian didn't waver, "Okay, If you don’t go, don’t go, and you won’t regret it later.”

"No regrets, absolutely no regrets."

"Okay, okay, let you go, I don't care about you." Su Xingyue waved at Lu Zhaomian in disgust.

Lu Zhaomian's eyes lit up, "Then I'm leaving."

"Why are you going? I haven't finished my question yet, so you don't want to see me?" Su Xingyue narrowed her eyes, and the threat implied in her gaze made Lu Zhaomian nailed to the stool.

"How could it be?" Lu Zhaomian blinked, "What else is there?"

"Come here." Su Xingyue waved to Lu Zhaomian.

Lu Zhaomian leaned over suspiciously.

Su Xingyue took out her mobile phone from her bag, and secretly played a video to Lu Zhaomian, her tone of excitement couldn't be restrained.

"Don't say it, boy, you're pretty handsome."

Lu Zhaomian looked down at Su Xingyue's phone screen.

It's his cut video.

The title of the video is "Dream Material 2.0"

The number of views was close to 400 million. Su Xingyue didn't seem to know how to set up the barrage, and the screen was densely covered with barrage.

Lu Zhaomian's face was completely blocked, and she didn't know how Su Xingyue looked handsome.

Lu Zhaomian glanced at her mother a little speechlessly.

"Turn off the barrage, what can you see?" Lu Zhaomian took a few more glances, eyes hurting from the rolling barrage.

"Hey, what do you know, what I'm watching is barrage, what do you mean?"

Lu Zhaomian: "..." Ah, really?

"Oh, that's not right." Lu Zhaomian suddenly reacted, and turned to look at Su Xingyue, "Do you not object to my participation in the talent show?"

"What's there to object to? If you want to participate, you can participate. Is your mother so unenlightened in your eyes?" After the video was finished, Su Xingyue was still a little unsatisfied. After thinking about it, she replayed it again, "And you Quite suitable for dancing, as the bullet screen said, my brother was born to belong to the stage, tsk tsk tsk."

Su Xingyue seemed to have found some fun, sat up straight, and read the barrage sentence by sentence.

"Brother dances well, he is really handsome, is this the charm of young people?"

"What else do you call me brother? Husband?"

"What clothes are you wearing, brother? Why are you meeting me?"

Lu Zhaomian: "..."

"Hey, son, I really don't have to worry about you too much, your market is still good." Su Xingyue raised her head and looked at Lu Zhaomian.

Lu Zhaomian shamelessly reached out to close the barrage, the moment she pressed her finger to close the barrage, she inadvertently noticed the barrage on the top.

"Come here especially for the name, this is Lu Huang?"

Lu Zhaomian pressed the button, and the barrage instantly emptied.

Without the barrage, Su Xingyue's interest was gone, and she swiped her fingertip on the phone screen to turn off the video.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Su Xingyue looked up, she noticed that there was something wrong with Lu Zhaomian's expression.

"It's okay." Lu Zhaomian recovered, "I just remembered something."

Su Xingyue's face had three words written bluntly, "I don't believe it."

Lu Zhaomian was a little helpless, and explained one more sentence: "Really, I think of Ergong, it's getting late, I have to go back to training."

Lu Zhaomian's tone was the same as usual, but Su Xingyue just felt that something was wrong.

"I'm leaving."

Lu Zhaomian was very aware of Su Xingyue's character, she looked like she was ready to ask questions, it was easier to find a reason to run away than to try to explain and deal with it.

In a way, being in the draft is also a job.

Su Xingyue attaches great importance to work.

This unlucky child is good at finding reasons.

Su Xingyue gave Lu Zhaomian a few glances before saying, "Let's go, by the way, remember to shoot the commercial in a few days, don't forget."

"Ah? Really filming?" Lu Zhaomian was stunned for a moment, "Are you coming to film in person?"

"Otherwise, I've wronged you by taking pictures of you." Su Xingyue said unceremoniously.

"No." Lu Zhaomian coaxed her mother to get used to it, "It's too late for you to take pictures of me."

Just surprised, after all, Su Xingyue has always maintained a strong style, and she is very picky when shooting, and has always only photographed products for first-line brands.

This time I took a photo for Zhimei Toothpaste......

It can only be said that the gods descended to earth.

It was only after Lu Zhaomian walked out of the studio that he remembered the barrage.

Road King?

Lu Zhaomian frowned, her right eyelid twitched violently.

The open space outside the dormitory was already bustling, and the eliminated contestants dragged their luggage out of the dormitory sparsely, and stood outside the dormitory waiting for the bus of the program group.

Lu Zhaomian was stopped several times when she passed by, and she entered the dormitory after saying goodbye to them one by one.

There are two extremes inside and outside the bedroom.

Lively outside, deserted indoors.

Obviously only a small number of people were eliminated, but Lu Zhaomian felt that the whole camp was much deserted, which made him feel a little uncomfortable for no reason.

Lu Zhaomian looked back again.

Just happened to meet a player who was also in Class B back then.

The contestant grinned. After putting down his luggage, he waved to Lu Zhaomian and shouted, "Come on Xiaolu, I look forward to your second husband! I will vote for you when I go back!"

"Okay." Lu Zhaomian blinked, smiled and waved, "Goodbye."

The bus also arrived, and the eliminated contestants dragged their luggage onto the bus one after another, feeling a little sad in their hearts. The last time they took the bus, they went to record a song, but this time they were eliminated and returned home.

Some contestants had been suffocating and did not cry until the moment they got on the bus, their lacrimal glands seemed to be opened, and their eye sockets were instantly red.

The dormitory was getting farther and farther away before they realized it.

Their road to the draft is really over.

Lu Zhaomian went directly to the training room, and all the team members were present. When Lu Zhaomian came in, several of them stood by the window, watching the bus leave.

He didn't turn around until he was completely out of sight.

He Simeng's expression was a little lonely, "Hey, it feels a lot quieter all of a sudden, I'm not used to it."

They eliminated two players from this group.

The original seven-member group was also directly compressed into five members.

No one spoke.

"Second Duke is not far away. After Second Duke is finished, he will be ranked for the second time, and then he will be eliminated again." He Simeng's tone was a little sullen.

Elimination is probably the last word any player entering the draft wants to hear.

"Why do you think so much? Isn't this the second gong yet? What are you talking about?" Fu Zheng couldn't see that everyone was so depressed, so he said bluntly.

"Yes." Lu Zhaomian also said, "The most important thing is to get Ergong ready first."

"Then how are you preparing?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.

The players in the training room turned their heads to look outside the door subconsciously, and their eyes widened in surprise when they saw the figure standing at the door.

"What pd?"

The author has something to say:

Sure enough, elimination is the cruelest and saddest part of the talent show...