I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

Zhou Chenghai froze for a moment. As far as he was in awe, there were a few more replies to this comment.

"Yeah, I also know this gossip. I thought it was weird when I first watched it. At the end of that episode, it was clear that Xiaolu came down from the pyramid, and the next scene appeared on the pyramid again. Obviously, the middle It was edited."

"There is no doubt that it was cut. I don't know what the program group thinks. Anyway, my request is only one, to release the cut part."

"I agree. It doesn't matter whether it's in the show or sideshows, you can do whatever you want, as long as you give us an explanation."

"And about our Xiaozhuang brother being bomb-proofed, you better give an explanation, don't be so vague."

"Exactly, what do you think we are watching the show? What we want to see is the excellent stage performed by excellent contestants, not to watch you make small moves here to flatter those royal families."

"If brother Zhuang is eliminated because of this, shit, I won't be in the draft again if I die."

"That's right, I fed my true feelings to the dogs."

Zhou Chenghai felt that the good mood before was broken by half in an instant.

Zhou Chenghai bowed his head and was about to turn off the screen of his phone, and after a casual glance, he saw a message scolding him.

"I'm spying on the screen, I must be spying on the screen, Wuyuzi, I shrank my head when I encountered a problem? Give me an explanation, why, did you admit what you did? Have the courage to do it, and have the courage to admit it."

Zhou Chenghai: "..."

As soon as the assistant director entered the door, he saw Zhou Chenghai sitting on his seat with a strange expression.

"Director Zhou, what's the matter with you?" The assistant director pulled a chair to Zhou Chenghai's beach, sat down and patted Zhou Chenghai's shoulder.

"I'm thinking about a question." Zhou Chenghai said.

"Ah? What's the problem?"

Zhou Chenghai's eyebrows were a little sad, he sighed after being silent for a while, and said quietly: "Do you still remember the battle between Zhuang Zhi and Lu Zhaomian on the first stage?"

"remember."

Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?The assistant director looked a little dazed.

"I'm wondering whether this should be released." Zhou Chenghai said.

At the beginning, it was cut off because of Zhuang Zhi's problems, but now, Jiayue is too busy to take care of herself.

On one side is Zhuang Zhi, on the other side is Jiayue.

Zhou Chenghai touched his chin and thought of another protagonist.

——Lu Zhaomian.

"Release? Why do you suddenly have this idea?" The assistant director was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Chenghai turned his neck, clicked his tongue, ignored the assistant director's question, and said to himself: "It's not appropriate to release the part that was cut out before."

That is, they admitted that they cut this paragraph.

Being picked up by others and admitting to yourself are two different things.

"That's it." Zhou Chenghai had a flash of inspiration, beckoned to the assistant director, and said, "The second ranking will be recorded tomorrow, right?"

"Yes." The assistant director nodded confusedly.

Zhou Chenghai was thoughtful, and after a while he said: "Okay, let's see how to arrange it after the second ranking is over, that's it, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first, pay attention to the recording of the ranking tomorrow. "

The assistant director responded dully and scratched the back of his head until Zhou Chenghai's back completely disappeared.

"Then you didn't tell me anything about the arrangements..."

·

The second ranking recording started on time.

Early in the morning the radio rang.

After hearing the broadcast announcement, the players all went to the big training room familiarly. At any rate, they have all experienced a ranking. In addition, before this ranking, most of the players also more or less understood which range they were in. Before the official start of recording, the players did not have much emotional ups and downs.

Except for He Simeng.

Anxiety was written all over He Simeng's face, and his legs were shaking faster than before the performance.

Mo Tingxing couldn't stand it anymore, and pressed He Simeng's shoulder to calm him down.

He Simeng wanted to cry without tears, stretched out his hand tremblingly and pressed his thigh, and murmured: "I can't help it, I can't control myself."

It's like announcing the results after a test.

Those with excellent grades hardly feel any nervousness when the results are announced, because their lower limit has already passed the pass line, and they don't worry about whether they will be eliminated, but only worry about whether they can enter or exit the dao position; Some students with poor grades also lay down early after knowing the results.

Only someone like He Simeng, stepping on the edge of the passing line, stepping one step further to heaven, one step back to hell, he is standing on the edge of a cliff teetering, how can he calm down?

The players assembled very quickly, and arrived at the big training room early. Facing serious events, they put away their usual nonsense, stood upright, and quietly waited for the arrival of He Sihan and other instructors.

He Simeng rubbed his thighs uneasily, while looking around, seemed to find something, then pouted at Mo Tingxing next to him, "Hey, old Mo, where is Xiaolu? Why didn't I see him?"

Mo Tingxing and Wenyan looked back, then turned and patted He Simeng on the shoulder, motioning him to look back, "Here, we are with Zhuang Zhi."

He Simeng removed the hand that was pressing on his thigh, and glanced in the direction Mo Tingxing pointed, just in time to see Lu Zhaomian tilting his head and talking to Zhuang Zhi, Zhuang Zhi tilted his head slightly, looking up from time to time Lu Zhaomian took a look.

Lu Zhaomian didn't know what to say and was happy, her round and smooth eyes were bent, and the center of gravity of her body was completely tilted in the direction of Zhuang Zhi.

After He Simeng glanced twice, he turned his head silently, scratched his chin and said to Mo Tingxing, "Do you feel that the atmosphere between them is weird?"

He Simeng spoke very hesitantly and very tactfully, for fear that he would think too much and be humiliated by Mo Tingxing again.

"Indeed." Mo Tingxing had a strange expression on his face, he glanced back several times from the corner of his eye, he knew more than He Simeng, so he naturally guessed what was wrong.

"This brat is so unscrupulous..." Mo Tingxing muttered.

"Ah?" He Simeng didn't hear clearly, and asked again, "What did you say?"

Mo Tingxing lowered his head and looked at He Simeng, then silently looked away, hiding He Simeng without hesitation.

"It's nothing, I said pd is here."

He Simeng glanced in the direction of the door upon hearing this, and as expected saw He Sihan and others pushing the door open and walking in.

"Really? Why do I feel that you are hiding something from me?" He Simeng looked suspiciously at Mo Tingxing.

Mo Tingxing didn't change his face, "Really, no, shhh, be quiet."

He Simeng: "..."

He Simeng turned back with aggrieved expression.

According to his understanding of Mo Tingxing, Mo Tingxing's attitude must be because he is hiding something from him. As for what it is...

He Simeng's mind turned for a rare moment, as if thinking of something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Zhaomian, his pupils trembled.

Could it be about Lu Zhaomian?

Before He Simeng could think about it a few more times, He Sihan interrupted him.

"Let's stop talking nonsense, the recording of the second ranking has officially started." He Sihan glanced at the opposite players, and said directly, "The end of the second ranking is No. 30 five, that is to say, to be eliminated 25 players."

He Simeng listened, and whispered to Mo Tingxing: "No, it should be 24. Didn't Li Han retire?"

I don't know if He Sihan saw He Simeng's tricks, and He Sihan gave He Simeng a special look when he said the next sentence.

He Simeng's whole body froze, and his legs began to shake again.

"Fuck, my brother just saw me, am I going to be eliminated..."

"Calm down, your brother may just be unhappy with you." Mo Tingxing patted He Simeng's head, "It's not a day or two that he dislikes you."

He Simeng: "..."

He Sihan ignored the twittering of the contestants on the opposite side, and continued: "Next, the teacher announced the list of players from No. 30 to No. 20."

Yu Shenwu took the opportunity, "No. 30 four, Zhao Yan..."

Same as last time, it will be announced directly from the countdown No. 2. Although the contestants all know that the director team deliberately kept suspense, but when the announcement really started, they still couldn't help scolding the program team tens of thousands of times in their hearts.

If there is any suspense, can't we just announce it directly? We must hang them.

Several contestants who stepped on the edge of the promotion line looked at each other bitterly.

He Simeng was ranked No. 30 last time. According to speculation, he is most likely in the range announced by Shen Wu.

He Simeng closed her eyes fiercely, staring straight at Yu Chenwu who was looking down at the list, her hands were clenched tightly, and the places where the palms and fingers touched were covered with sticky sweat.

Mo Tingxing pushed He Simeng's shoulder, motioning for He Simeng to look back, and then He Simeng rolled his dry eyes.

Seeing He Simeng looking over, Lu Zhaomian smiled at him, and said with her lips, "Don't be nervous, come on."

He Simeng felt that his bottom line of being moved was infinitely lowered here by Lu Zhaomian, and he was so moved by Lu Zhaomian's casual words that he almost forgot to be nervous.

Mo Tingxing glanced at He Simeng's flushed eyes, and couldn't help but complain, "I'll comfort you too, I've never seen you so moved."

He Simeng rolled his eyes with difficulty, and muttered, "Can you be the same as your brother?"

Mo Tingxing: "..." Come on, he is unworthy.

Yu Shenwu has already announced the No. 20 four.

He Simeng's heart, which had just calmed down just now, began to beat violently again, and it was the 24th place, but he still hadn't been mentioned.

Mo Tingxing said that he was not nervous, but seeing that the number of places was getting smaller and smaller, he was still terrified unconsciously, and his voice became hoarse with nervousness.

"Relax, I think you should be No. 20." Mo Tingxing started to drive the carriage, trying to relieve the tension between himself and He Simeng.

"No. 20 three, Huang Xin."

Yu Chenwu looked down at the list again, and then quickly glanced at He Sihan.

"No. 20 second place, congratulations, He Simeng." Yu Shenwu said loudly.

"Damn it." He Simeng's eyes widened in surprise, he looked at Shen Wu in a daze, then turned his head to look at Mo Tingxing, who was also in a daze, "How did you guess right?"

Mo Tingxing: "..." I just feel that you are the second.

"Go over there quickly, don't just stand there." Mo Tingxing was a little guilty when he saw He Simeng's eyes, he stretched out his hand and pushed He Simeng's head, telling him to hurry over and stand on the stairs.

"Oh, oh." He Simeng seemed to have recovered from the fact that Mo Tingxing guessed his ranking right away, and then realized that he had advanced.

No.20 second place advances!

He Simeng walked over with a dazed expression. When he got to the middle of the road, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He suddenly turned his head and glanced in Lu Zhaomian's direction. Before anyone else could react, he quickly ran to Lu Zhaomian. In front of him, he hugged Lu Zhaomian forcibly and said excitedly: "Brother, I have advanced!"

Lu Zhaomian was terrified by the unexpected hug, and after calming down, she patted He Simeng's shoulder lightly and said, "Congratulations."

Maybe the sight from the side was too hot, He Simeng let go of Lu Zhaomian, and unconsciously shifted his gaze to Zhuang Zhi next to Lu Zhaomian.

Zhuang Zhi kept looking at He Simeng's hand that was still on Lu Zhaomian's shoulder.

Her gaze was cold and sharp, and Lu Zhaomian felt her shoulders hurt even through He Simeng's hand.

But He Simeng seemed to be insanely happy, he didn't realize it at all, instead he warmly reached out to hug Zhuang Zhi to express his excitement.

The moment he opened his arms and approached Zhuang Zhi, Zhuang Zhi took half a step back, and He Simeng suddenly woke up from the excitement.

What the hell is he thinking?He was not afraid of death and wanted to hug Zhuang Zhi?Is he crazy?

He Simeng's expression lost control for a moment.

After Lu Zhaomian watched the frowning Zhuang Zhi and He Simeng with distorted expression for a while, she stood up politely to ease the atmosphere.

Lu Zhaomian stretched out his hand and approached Zhuang Zhi. Zhuang Zhi didn't understand why, but he still stood there without moving. When Lu Zhaomian's hand was on his back, he also habitually reached out and pressed Lu Zhaomian's the back of the head.

After Lu Zhaomian hugged her, she backed away, and said to He Simeng who had a dazed expression, "Okay, I'll give you a hug, go back quickly."

He Simeng: "???"

Zhuang Zhi blinked, quickly lowered his head and coughed.

The smile on Lu Zhaomian's face gradually disappeared, as if she realized something was wrong.

Lu Zhaomian: "..."

What did he do just now? !