I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

"How about it, isn't it good?" Yu Chenwu approached He Sihan meanly and bumped into He Sihan, and when he saw He Sihan looked over, he pointed at himself, "I brought it out."

For the first time this time, He Sihan did not contradict Yu Chenwu, and commented seriously, "Very good, the music and lyrics are very spiritual..."

When He Sihan mentioned this, he started to talk endlessly, starting to analyze one by one from the words to the music.

After listening to it for a long time, Yu Shenwu stretched out his hand tremblingly to stop him, "Forget it, Lao He, to be honest, I didn't really help with this song, it was all made by Zhuang Zhi... ..."

He Sihan had an expression of "I guessed it a long time ago".

"I don't know your style yet?" He Sihan raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't sound like the result of your meddling."

Yu Chenwu laughed awkwardly, "I can't get in, I've done it very well, it's not good if I force it in."

Yu Shenwu was still waiting for He Sihan to answer, but he saw that He Sihan suddenly fell silent, pursing his lips and not knowing what he was thinking.

Yu Shenwu glanced curiously, but when he was about to ask, He Sihan spoke up.

"Actually, I feel that the style of this song is a bit similar to that of Shen Yishen." He Sihan knocked on the handle of the seat, "Strictly speaking, it is more similar to the song he debuted in."

He and Shen Yishen just happened to collide with each other this time, because Shen Yishen's song was too successful at the beginning, which brought a lot of pressure to He Sihan. That song before.

"Huh? Sleep?" Yu Shenwu reflexively said the name of the song. He liked the song very much and even sang it.

Hearing what He Sihan said, Yu Shenwu recalled it subconsciously, and then blinked slowly after a few seconds, "It does look a bit like it."

"It's so strange." He Sihan leaned back on the chair and exhaled, "The style of his new album this time is completely different from Sleep."

Shen Yishen's new album this time cannot but be called a failure.

How much the fans looked forward to before, how desperate they are afterward.

On the day when the new special was published, the entry #沉一申霜音# was on the hot search list for a day.

Yu Shenwu paused for a moment, probably thinking of Shen Yishen's album too, with a somewhat weird expression.

"Then what do you mean..." Yu Chenwu had a flash of inspiration, as if he had suddenly gotten the hint in He Sihan's words.

He Sihan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "I didn't say anything."

Yu Chenwu received the threat from He Sihan's eyes: "..."

Fine.

Yu Chenwu closed his mouth and turned his attention to the stage, but he was still thinking about Shen Yishen in his mind.

Although, it seems that something is not quite right.

In order to save time, the rehearsals of the contestants are all seamlessly connected. After the first group leaves, the second group immediately enters the field, and the third group also comes out of the waiting room and goes to the backstage to wait for the stage.

There were suddenly three groups missing in the waiting room, and it seemed a lot deserted. Some players who wanted to talk silently closed their mouths when they saw that the surroundings were as quiet as chickens.

It wasn't until the first group of players came back that the waiting room became lively again.

"Awesome! Your group's song is really nice."

"Did you all write this yourself? The lyrics and music are all original? Fuck, it's awesome, it really sounds good."

Perhaps out of "awe" of Zhuang Zhi, the contestants all walked around Zhuang Zhi honestly, but Zhuang Zhi sat next to Lu Zhaomian very smoothly.

"It sounds good." Lu Zhaomian watched Zhuang Zhi come over, and only expressed his evaluation after Zhuang Zhi was seated.

"And then?" Zhuang Zhi picked up Lu Zhaomian's cloak that was on the chair, tidied it up and put it on his lap.

Lu Zhaomian, who was about to take it with her hand, silently withdrew her hand again.

"Well, you play the piano very well, and the stage effect is also very good." Lu Zhaomian thought for a while, "I'm going to be under pressure."

Can't get the first pressure.

Zhuang Zhi seemed to be stung by something, lowered his head and flipped the cloak on his lap, and asked casually, "Shall we be together next time?"

"Huh?" Lu Zhaomian was stunned.

Zhuang Zhi changed the direction of the cloak and put it on his legs, exposing the brooch on his chest to the air.

"San Gong." Zhuang Zhi added.

"Oh, San Gong, I thought..." Lu Zhaomian came to her senses halfway through her words, and immediately swallowed back what she had to say, "It's ok, we haven't formed a team yet."

Zhuang Zhi caught the place where Lu Zhaomian was stuck, turned his head to look at Lu Zhaomian, and asked directly, "Why do you think?"

Lu Zhaomian: "..."

Lu Zhaomian's eyes wandered for a while, and his eyes lit up when he saw the cloak on Zhuang Zhi's lap, and he untied the brooch on the cloak, and stuffed it into Zhuang Zhi's hand.

Zhuang Zhi: "?"

Lu Zhaomian clasped Zhuang Zhi's hand tightly, and said seriously, "Hush money." Don't ask.

Zhuang Zhi: "..."

Zhuang Zhi looked down for a while, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and he put the brooch into his pocket after admiring it for a while.

"I request to say a word." Zhuang Zhi said.

Lu Zhaomian didn't expect Zhuang Zhi to be so obedient, and he really relied on the application to speak after receiving the hush money.

Lu Zhaomian coughed lightly, forced her smile back, "Let's talk."

"Is this from the program group? You just gave it to me?"

Lu Zhaomian: "..."

Lu Zhaomian found that Zhuang Zhi was getting more and more difficult to deal with.

"Shh."

Lu Zhaomian turned her head to look at Zhuang Zhi for a few seconds, stretched out a finger and tapped on her lips, her expression was a little speechless, "This is the end of one sentence, stop talking."

It seems that he still has some status with Zhuang Zhi.

After he "warned" Zhuang Zhi, Zhuang Zhi really didn't speak anymore.

Lu Zhaomian survived smoothly until the staff notified them to play.

Zhuang Zhi looked up at Lu Zhaomian.

Lu Zhaomian suddenly felt that the useless tacit understanding between herself and Zhuang Zhi had increased again.

"Speak." Lu Zhaomian said.

Only then did Zhuang Zhi lazily say, "Come on."

The rehearsal went well.

He Sihan and other instructors sat under the stage and watched intently.

Yu Shenwu never took his eyes off the stage, opened his mouth slightly, and moved a little closer to He Sihan's direction, "Old He, you brought it, it's really good."

He Sihan flattened the corners of her raised mouth, pretending to be calm and folded her hands on her chest, "Well, it's okay."

"It's okay?!" Xiao Li repeated from the side, "Old He, don't take Versailles."

"Don't pay attention to him, he's just like that." Yu Chenwu passed He Sihan and said to Xiao Li, "Let's just stay where we are, we can't deal with him."

"Hey, don't take me with you. I'll go cool off by myself. You still have Zhuang Zhi." Xiao Li suddenly remembered the first group of contestants, and his expression became even more sour.

"I don't expect to get both Zhuang Zhi and Lu Zhaomian, just give me one." Xiao Li said quietly, and after waiting for a long time without hearing the other two's reply, he turned his head and glanced.

Both He Sihan and Yu Chenwu had expressions of "you're thinking about shit".

Xiao Li: "...Go, watch the rehearsal, don't look at me."

Lu Zhaomian's group was the last group. After the rehearsal, they didn't go back to the waiting room, but went back to change their clothes.

The players in the other groups were notified by the staff that they could break up before the master came back.

"Huh? Xiaolu isn't coming back?"

"Damn, do I have a chance to talk about my stomach?"

"It's lost, it's lost, let's break up, let's break up."

"Oh, Xiaolu is amazing. I haven't seen this style on the stage before. I think it will blow up on the stage. Hey, you probably won't be able to break "Risk"." One of the contestants turned to Mo Ting street.

Mo Tingxing simply packed up his things, but when he was about to get up, he was caught by the cue.

"I can't break "Fallen", but it's more than enough to break you." Mo Tingxing twitched his eyebrows and smiled at them friendly.

"Okay, don't listen! You're bloated!"

The contestant became furious, and just when he was about to rush over to clean up Mo Tingxing, a staff member suddenly poked his head in from outside the house.

"There are fans coming downstairs to see you, you can go down and have a look."

The players in the waiting room were momentarily stunned.

"Fans, fans?"

"Did I hear you right? Fans came to see us?"

"You heard me right, here you are, downstairs, let's go, what are you still doing?"

"Go, go, go down quickly."

It was the first time for the contestants to have the opportunity to have close contact with fans, and they were all extremely excited.

That's a fan.

Pure love for their fans.

The big boys were so excited that they didn't even have time to change their clothes, so they rushed downstairs in a hurry.

On the way back to the dressing room, Lu Zhaomian also heard the staff raise her mouth, and then was dragged down forcefully by He Simeng.

He Simeng was so excited that he ran all the way, and Lu Zhaomian almost missed him.

Before reaching the first floor, Lu Zhaomian heard screams outside.

"Is Xiaolu there? Will he come down?"

"Where is my brother?"

"Fu Zheng, mom loves you!"

......

"Zhuang Zhi! Brother Zhuang!"

Lu Zhaomian paused when she heard Zhuang Zhi's name, and just as she started to walk down, she heard another roar.

"The little deer bumping into each other is real!"

Lu Zhaomian: "..." Lu Zhaomian turned his mind quickly, and quickly analyzed what Xiaolu Luanzhuan was referring to.

——Lu Zhaomian X Zhuang Zhi

Lu Zhaomian pursed her lips, and walked down another step, barely revealing a trouser leg, and the fans outside caught it with sharp eyes.

"Brother, brother is here, at the stairs!"

"Street!"

"Lu Zhaomian!"

"Fuck, brother, you dyed your hair! Fuck, you're so fucking handsome!"

Lu Zhaomian walked out of the building, surrounded by a circle of fans, probably because of the requirements of the program group, they were not close, and they waved at Lu Zhaomian from a long distance away.

"Xiaolu, cheer for the performance tomorrow!"

"I have a ticket! I will come to support you tomorrow!"

"Come on Xiaolu, make a debut for mom."

"Brother, say something, brother!"

Lu Zhaomian waited earnestly for every fan to finish speaking before nodding, and replied with amplified voice, "I see."

"Brother, don't yell, protect your throat!"

"That's right! Don't yell nonsense, you're going to be on stage tomorrow!"

Lu Zhaomian: "..."

Lu Zhaomian smiled helplessly, and was just about to remind the fans to protect their voices when they heard another loud sound from the opposite side.

"Zhuang Zhi! Your wife is here!"

"Cough." Lu Zhaomian choked, and then began to cough.

Standing at the stairs, Zhuang Zhi was stunned for a moment when he heard the roar, and glanced in the direction of the sound, and happened to see Lu Zhaomian standing at the door.

Lu Zhaomian put her hand to her lips, her face flushed from coughing.

Zhuang Zhi stepped down the stairs and walked towards Lu Zhaomian.

"Help, are they wearing couple outfits?"

"No way, no way, is it so upright?"

"Just ask! Zhuang Zhi! Are you two in couple costume?" A bold girl asked directly.

Lu Zhaomian: "..."

Lu Zhaomian coughed even worse.

The girl regretted asking Zhuang Zhi, what's the use of asking Zhuang Zhi?After becoming a fan of Zhuang Zhi, she began to understand Zhuang Zhi, and she also knew that Zhuang Zhi was aloof, so she asked him what the result would be.

The girl figured it out, and opened her mouth to change her target. Before she could speak, she heard Zhuang Zhi's answer.

"Tomorrow's performance costumes, don't spread the photos." Zhuang Zhi focused his gaze on the girls who were taking pictures across the way.

The girls looked at each other, then looked down at the photo they took, and nodded to Zhuang Zhi, "Okay, can I post it after the performance?"

Zhuang Zhi didn't speak, took a step to the side, put his arm around Lu Zhaomian's shoulder and pushed into the room, and said softly, "Let's go, change clothes, we're ready to go."

Lu Zhaomian was still a little embarrassed, and took two steps forward with her strength, and waved to the fans outside before entering the door.

Zhuang Zhi glanced at his movements, and lazily reached out to greet the fans.

The fans who witnessed the behavior of the two looked at each other for a long time.

"So... did he agree?"

"So, he didn't deny that it was a couple outfit?"

"Damn, I'm Lu Zhaomian's only fan, why do I feel like I'm about to change my mind?"

"You can't blame me, why do you still use me to buckle the candy? The goddamn master just stuffed it in my mouth."

"Help me, save me, I'm a little stumped."

......

On the day of the performance, there was a heavy rain, which cooled the hot air, and the audience who had been waiting in the studio felt a little calmer.

Like the first man, the second man officially started at seven o'clock in the evening.

But the audience has to come early in the morning to review, check tickets, and then enter the infield after passing the security check, and then there is a long wait.

Near seven o'clock, the lights in the arena suddenly went out, and the impatient audience waiting outside the arena instantly cheered up.

"Are you going to start?"

"Finally, after waiting for a long time, I'm exhausted."

"I'm ready, Lantern! Let's go!"

The big screen on the stage began to count down, and some impatient audiences unconsciously counted the numbers on the screen.

"Three! Two! One!"

The stage lights suddenly turned on.

He Sihan stood in the center of the stage holding a microphone.

"Welcome everyone to our second performance..." He Sihan, an experienced host, calmed down the impetuous hearts of the audience with a few words, and then explained the second public's vote in a leisurely manner rule.

The voting rules of the second public are not much different from those of the first public.

He Sihan didn't procrastinate after explaining, and went directly to the topic.

"The second performance of "Let's Form a Group" has officially begun." He Sihan took a step aside, "Next, let's invite the contestants from the original vocal group "fingding" to play."

As if he had expected something, Lu Zhaomian rushed to the waiting room a little faster, and when he opened the door to enter the waiting room, he just saw Zhuang Zhi come on stage.

Lu Zhaomian found a seat and sat down, her eyes fixed on the broadcast screen.

"My God, Zhuang Zhi looks so good-looking." He Simeng sat down next to Lu Zhaomian, and the moment he raised his eyes, he saw Zhuang Zhi's magnified face in the camera, "It's the photogenic."

Before Lu Zhaomian could nod her head in agreement, He Simeng added, "But brother, you are still the most handsome."

Lu Zhaomian: "...Thank you."

He Simeng propped his chin and looked at the broadcast screen again, his pupils shrank as if seeing something, and he reached out and grabbed Lu Zhaomian's sleeve, "Hey, brother, the brooch on Zhuang Zhi looks familiar."

He Simeng looked down at his chest again, "Fuck, isn't this the brooch from our group? Why does Zhuang Zhi also have it? It was sent by the program group? No, the others don't have it."

Lu Zhaomian pulled her sleeves out of He Simeng's hands, and calmly said, "I gave it to him."

He Simeng looked confused: "?"

Lu Zhaomian added, "I don't need the one on that cloak either."

He Simeng still didn't slow down.

"Is that how you gave it to him?"

No, this is too strange.

He Simeng looked down at his brooch, his mind was very confused, and somehow felt that it looked more and more like a token of love.

"No." He Simeng turned his head and looked at Lu Zhaomian with a serious expression, "Are you and Zhuang Zhi okay?"

Seeing such a serious He Simeng, Lu Zhaomian was still a little uncomfortable, so she accidentally smacked her lips, "No, no."

"You!" He Simeng's eyes widened suddenly, "What's your situation?"

"What could be the situation?" Lu Zhaomian was inexplicably guilty, and his tone weakened.

"Then why were you stuttering just now?"

"I'm just lip service."

He Simeng: "..." I don't believe it!

He Simeng pestered Lu Zhaomian to ask questions, and he was bound to ask for an answer. Lu Zhaomian was so annoyed by him that he didn't watch any of the programs in the middle, until the staff notified the eleventh group at the door to go backstage to prepare Only then was he freed.

He Simeng still pestered Lu Zhaomian calmly on the way there, but when he got backstage, he felt the lights of the stage and the cheers and shouts of the audience from afar, and then withered instantly.

The contestants in the eleventh group lined up to let the staff Daimai.

After He Simeng was the first to put it on, she silently moved to the corner, clenched her hands into fists to encourage herself secretly.

It's not like I haven't been on a public stage before, so why be nervous!

"He Simeng, don't be nervous." Li Jinchen looked at He Simeng and comforted him.

He Simeng pretended to be calm, "I'm not nervous."

"Tsk, aren't you nervous?" Fu Zheng sneered, "Just control your legs so they don't shake."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were focused on He Simeng's legs.

"puff."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone laughed out loud.

He Simeng glared at them in embarrassment, then lowered his head and knocked on his leg a few times, trying to make it stop.

"Relax, don't think so much, you've done a good job." Lu Zhaomian walked over after saying goodbye to Mai, looked down at He Simeng's legs, and offered to comfort, "Train as usual. It's just as good as it used to be."

He Simeng glanced at Lu Zhaomian, squeezed her leg hard, then straightened up and patted her face, saying "OK".

That's what he said, but He Simeng was still trembling with nervousness.

Apart from Lu Zhaomian in this group, it is estimated that He Simeng is the most stressed.

He Simeng's ability in this group is relatively the worst, but because there are not many members in the group, everyone's parts are almost evenly divided. This is the first time that He Simeng has so many parts in a song , he was particularly afraid of stretching himself.

Especially this is Lu Zhaomian's team.

He Simeng glanced at Lu Zhaomian who was standing at the front again through the crowd.

"Group No. 11 is ready!" The staff shouted loudly at the front desk, "The tenth group will go down from the left, and the eleventh group will enter!"

The lights went out again.

Lu Zhaomian waited for a while at the entrance, and after He Simeng approached the entrance, she came a little closer, reached out and patted He Simeng's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Come on."

He Simeng froze for a moment, then looked up at Lu Zhaomian.

"Okay." He Simeng responded.

Several players who had already passed the entrance stopped and waited for Lu Zhaomian.

Lu Zhaomian patted He Simeng's shoulder again, turned around and walked up the corridor.

The moment Lu Zhaomian stepped on the corridor, the lights in the corridor turned on, and Lu Zhaomian stood on the stage dressed in starlight.

He Sihan watched Lu Zhaomian's team approaching, and forgot to introduce for a while, until the assistant director in the audience waved to him suggestively, and then he joked as if to smooth things over, "Do I need to introduce this one?"

"Need not!"

The audience in the audience responded with dignity.

"Lu Zhaomian!"

"younger brother!"

He Sihan was overjoyed, bowed his head and laughed twice before saying seriously, "I still have to go through the process and introduce it."

After He Sihan finished speaking, he asked the contestants to introduce themselves one by one.

The popular players in the camp are all in this group.

Lu Zhaomian and Fu Zheng.

Lu Zhaomian alone can make the audience excited.

So even though it was the last group, the enthusiasm of the audience was ignited again when they saw Lu Zhaomian.

"Help, brother is really handsome today."

"Please, I beg a lot of money to make my brother's appearance semi-permanent!"

"Fuck, this is the prince!"

"I love the gentle scum! The glasses and hairstyle are really amazing."

"Ah, I don't want to say anything anymore, Xiaolu will marry me!"

The audience erupted in an instant, and He Sihan managed to maintain order for a long time before calming down the cheers of the audience.

The performance of the original dance group is called "Fallen".

After a brief introduction, He Sihan left the stage to Lu Zhaomian and others.

After seeing He Sihan stepping back, the audience knew that the performance was about to begin, and the cheers and discussions disappeared in an instant.

Only the rapid and heavy gasps from the audience sounded along with the prelude.

"Here we come!" The audience in the audience couldn't control their excitement again, they clasped their fingers on the companion next to them, and desperately looked up at the stage.

The stage lights came on.

The white stage light hit the center of the stage, and Lu Zhaomian stood alone in the middle, with slightly lowered eyebrows and eyes, the light gradually moved from the platinum hair to Lu Zhaomian's face.

When the accompaniment sounded, Lu Zhaomian also danced along with the music, her movements were agile and soft, but her expression was calm and indifferent, like a high-altitude flower high on the altar.

Nothing can touch him, and nothing can vainly try to pull him down from the altar.

The darkness around the stage gradually receded, and the figures of the other four contestants emerged from the darkness. Facing the light, their aggressive eyes and sharp fangs were also exposed.

The rhythm of the music suddenly accelerated, and the four contestants also began to dance.

Aggressive, aggressive, aggressive and manic.

Lu Zhaomian and the four contestants seem to be in two worlds. Lu Zhaomian is high above them, and they are in the mire, covered in filth.

The contestants stared at Lu Zhaomian closely, like wolves staring at their prey, their blood-red eyes were full of aggression and possessiveness.

The movements of the contestants seemed to smash the rhythm, tear the air, and pull Lu Zhaomian off the altar.

The music changed suddenly, and the five contestants gathered together for a neat group dance. The movements were obviously the same, and even the range of the movements were almost the same, but Lu Zhaomian and the others still seemed to be separated by a thin film, as if they were being held together. It's like being split apart, out of place.

The lights on the stage flickered suddenly, and then turned on again. Lu Zhaomian was suddenly strangled by Fu Zheng. Lu Zhaomian looked coldly and looked at Fu Zheng slightly, as if he was looking at an ant that was not to be feared.

Fu Zheng's expression changed, he took a step forward, and his fangs exposed to the air approached Lu Zhaomian's neck.

"Fuck shit shit shit."

"Ahhh!"

The audience in the audience couldn't hold back their restless hearts, and they screamed when they saw Fu Zheng approaching Lu Zhaomian.

Is this the fuck they can see? !Fuck!

The lights went out again.

The big screen at the back lit up first, and several dark red blood spots appeared on the pitch-black big screen. As the rhythm of the music accelerated, the blood spots became bigger and bigger, and gradually soaked the entire screen.

The lights are on.

Lu Zhaomian had already put on the black cloak, Lu Zhaomian pressed her neck, and when she raised her eyes to look at the audience again, her eyes were no longer cold and cold, but the same invasion and plunder as the others.

It was another neat group dance, all movements seemed to be engraved into their bones and blood, smooth, natural and full of strength.

Gradually, the surroundings of the stage became dark again. The burning eyes of the others were still fixed on Lu Zhaomian, but his body gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The music gradually stopped, Lu Zhaomian raised his eyelids and glanced at the audience, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his sharp fangs were exposed. Before the audience could react, the coldly shining teeth pressed against on the lower lip.

Bright red blood trickled down from the corner of his lips.

Lu Zhaomian's face was a little pale, with the bright red blood on it, and there was a thrilling beauty under the light.

The sound of the music stopped completely, and the audience who were stunned off the court gradually recovered their senses.

"Wow... the trough."

"Fuck."

"My God, my God."

The lights on the stage were completely turned on, and the audience was completely separated from the visual feast just now. Whether it was in their eyes or in their minds, they were completely alone.

"Lu Zhaomian!"

"Ahh! Lu Zhaomian!"

"Lu Zhaomian!"

The audience outside the field shouted the same name in unison.

They were all willing to admire Lu Zhaomian.

The author has something to say:

Ah, I haven't added any updates today, but today's chapter is fat enough, hahahahaha.

Today Xiaolu can bring you here to play with you, but tomorrow I will return it to Xiaozhuang. (doge)