Koi Cheng Jing [Entertainment]

Finally came the day of the performance, Lin Haiyang got up and punched a set, went back to the room, took a shower and came out refreshed, and found that his teammates were not screaming pigs on the bed for the first time, but were sitting on the chairs seriously, applying Facial mask.

"Good morning." Lin Haiyang greeted with a smile.

"..." The little girl rolled her eyes at him, her lips parted slightly: "Go away."

Lin Haiyang felt that he was wronged again, he looked at the mask wrapping paper on the table of his teammates, what SK, with two dashes after it, he didn't know him at all anyway, so he asked confusedly: "Did you wake up so early today? "

The other three teammates went to nowhere, leaving only the two who were always inseparable, and now they all had white paper on their faces, and they didn't like to talk to him.

Lin Haiyang approached the table, and the little lady peeled off the mask with her orchid finger and shouted, "Hey! Don't move!"

"I didn't move..." Lin Haiyang hooked his fingers, trying to open the topic: "There will be a performance in the afternoon, are you no longer practicing?"

"Idiots only go to practice at this time, first put on a mask and then go to grab the camera, the camera will look good," the other also spoke, and said sullenly: "Why don't I see you get ready?"

Lin Haiyang really admires the person who has the confidence to steal the scene. Hearing him ask at this time, he was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

The little girl turned pale in an exaggerated manner, and almost missed Tianling Gai: "I have nothing to say to you, do you want me to praise you for your natural beauty?"

Lin Haiyang flinched and said, "No, no."

He never even used facial cleanser, and usually washed his face with water. The most extravagant time was the night before he came here, his mother saved the cucumber for dinner and put melon slices on his face.

Lin Haiyang still remembers that while his mother was pasting it, he pulled it off and ate it, eating one after the other, and eating one after the other. After his mother pasted the whole cucumber, he found that there was no one left on his face, and then he was beaten severely. pain.

Craving for cucumbers...

Lin Haiyang swallowed, and ran to the restaurant again.

After finishing eating, Lin Haiyang entered the backstage dressing room and clothing room on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, waiting for styling.

He is indeed handsome, with a well-defined outline, but the tails of his eyes droop slightly, outlining a harmless appearance; his muscles are well-proportioned and tight, and he has a slender figure, which looks like a green tree from a distance. Little Green Bamboo, the standard sporty brother next door.

The stylist really didn't care much about the F-level contestant, he sketched a few times, casually pointed to a set of clothes for him to change into, and then walked away.

"...Hey," Lin Haiyang got a set of pure white suits, the size was too small, the buttons were tight, which made his stomach ache, "Teacher, is the teacher there?"

The stylist had long since disappeared, and Lin Haiyang didn't want to bother him anymore, so he took a few deep breaths, held his belly, and pulled up the waistband of his trousers, barely shrinking his stomach inward, and finally it wasn't so tight.

......My stomach doesn't hurt much anymore, but the lower part of my stomach hurts a lot.

Lin Haiyang sat straight on the chair, endured the faint pain, looked at his trembling self in the mirror, and set a flag:

Never fall this time!

Their group was the third from the bottom to play. Before, they had to sit in the waiting room to watch the performances of other contestants. The show was broadcast live, and sometimes the camera would suddenly cut to the waiting room to reveal the expressions of the players below.

Lin Haiyang was sitting upright, trying to push his butt out so that he would not be so tense. He was sitting on a crooked wooden chair with a missing leg, bearing a weight of nearly 70kg, and was crying miserably.

On the stage was the gray-haired boy Wu Yue I met before. He was on stage alone, and he was indeed worthy of his popularity. Lin Haiyang sighed softly: "Wow..."

He couldn't help making a sound, and was a little embarrassed. When he looked up, he was startled by the dancing demons in the lounge.

To be honest, the camera didn’t cut, the players in the waiting room looked indifferent, picking their nails, chatting and chatting, and some players rubbed and farted while there were so many people in the dark, almost fuming him Halo - the camera came over, and immediately mobilized the cells of the whole face to perform:

"Oh my God," the little girl opened her mouth exaggeratedly, "Brother Yue is good, handsome!"

Another contestant who was holding a washbasin nodded repeatedly, and the powder puff fell down: "I also want to be like Brother Yue in the future... Oh, I want to cry when I hear it!"

Soon, Lin Haiyang watched the players from the same company beside him cry together, and gently wiped away the crystal non-existent teardrops with his little finger. He was afraid that the eyeliner on his temples would get dirty, and he would cue himself with sobs: " I used to suffer, it was so painful, I feel the same as I feel..."

Lin Haiyang sat on the small wooden bench, blinked, turned his head absent-mindedly, and continued to look at the screen.

After Wu Yue left, he joined another unpopular group, and it was the turn of Lin Haiyang's company.

Lin Haiyang was so angry that he stood up from the three-legged wooden stool, and then pulled up the waistband of his trousers vigorously, wishing to bring it down to his chest. When he took off his coat, he looked like a modern old farmer in the 80s.

A contestant next to him saw him lift his belt, and couldn't help but hum: "My high-waisted pants are so fashionable~"

Lin Haiyang was afraid that his stomach would push the button off, it must be the most embarrassing situation, now his face turned a little red, enduring the pain unique to men, he could only nod: "Yeah!"

Then he turned around and left.

The contestant next to him: "... What are you doing?"

Walking on the stage, Lin Haiyang stood at the very side consciously. He is also of outstanding height. Looking down from the high stage, there are dark audiences below, mixed with fluorescent sticks and hand banners. Lin Haiyang is a little Nervous, I took a sneak peek, and most of the prints were headshots of popular players.

Wait, what is this black, crouching figure printed on it?

Lin Haiyang still wanted to watch, but there was a burst of noise from the audience, which almost made him fall in fright:

"Lin Haiyang!!! Lin Haiyang!!!!!! Lin Haiyang!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

What, what's going on...?Why did you call him by his name...?

The expression on Lin Haiyang's face became more and more sluggish, and the instructors were also stunned. The host was stunned for a moment, and quickly smoothed things over: "Everyone is so enthusiastic, Haiyang, can you say a few words before the game?"

Then Lin Haiyang watched helplessly as the host put the microphone under the captain's nostrils and shook it: "Say something?"

"Well, I, I am Lin Haiyang..." Lin Haiyang looked at the embarrassment of the captain visible to the naked eye, and quickly said: "I am Lin Haiyang, number 38..."

"..." The host looked at this face that had no impression at all, and twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment: "Ah, haha, I'm sorry, what can Haiyang say?"

Lin Haiyang took the microphone anxiously, hesitated, couldn't think of what to say, and finally said with enthusiasm: "Thank you for your likes! Then I wish, I wish you all happy watching, happy, ha!"

……

The host twitched his mouth and turned on the mic quickly: "Haha, Haiyang is really humorous, so let's start the game immediately!"

When the lights on the stage went dark, Lin Haiyang hid behind, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a heart-piercing cry came from the auditorium:

"Yangyang, don't worry!!!! Sister Ri will always be with you!!!"

...Surprised.

Five seconds before the dance music started, Lin Haiyang regretted that he didn't choose to bother the stylist to change clothes.

The male dance moves should be big, crisp, concise and powerful. When he moved, the waistband of his trousers was firmly stuck on his stomach, and his balls hurt wave after wave, and he grinned in pain.

Lin Haiyang exhaled, and told himself in his heart: Persevere!It will be over soon!

When it came to the middle part, which was also his only five-second part, Lin Haiyang's face was already flushed, and his action was to kneel down from the middle, and then push his hips——

From the perspective of the auditorium, Lin Haiyang stepped out amidst a burst of drumbeats, knelt on the ground in an extremely fast manner, and then began to thrust his hips stiffly, once, twice, three times...

"Hey," the veteran judge turned to the dance teacher and said, "Although Lin Haiyang's dancing skills are a bit poor, his expression management is pretty good!"

The dance teacher was also a little surprised: "You played so well today?"

Lin Haiyang held his breath, gritted his teeth, the pain, the pain, the burning pain, the pain of grinning his teeth - he felt like his younger brother was brushed by a rich woman with a steel wool ball, but he still persisted, persisted, Be professional!

"Bah."

With the last movement, Lin Haiyang closed his eyes in pain, and clearly heard a crisp unthreading sound from his suit pants, which was no less than a death announcement. His body shook, his eyes widened, and he jumped up Fleeing, flying like a tactical roll, rolled into the very end of the team.

The pants are torn!

It's a big hole...

When he returned to the dormitory, Lin Haiyang was still dazed, as if his soul had been brushed away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The contestant next door was staring at him again, Lin Haiyang pretended not to see, the fabric under the suit pants was hard for the stage effect, and the skin was worn out a bit, he put a Spider-Man Band-Aid on his little brother, finally comfortable.

Lin Haiyang nestled on the bed, thinking about the white wall covered with dead mosquitoes: What happened in the past few weeks without a mobile phone?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't find any likable points in himself; after thinking about it for a long time, he fell asleep with a stuffy head.

Who cares, if you can stay, stay here, it's good here, you can eat and live, and you don't need to pay for cucumbers.

After a while, Lin Haiyang sat up:

If the group of little girls just called him to play casually and didn't vote for him, wouldn't he be very wronged!

For the next two days, Lin Haiyang ate and slept as usual. During this period, he practiced martial arts and started recording a new program.

This time it is a recording of the announcement of the voting results, and in order to stimulate fans to compete for the ranking, the ranking will also be announced.

Lin Haiyang sat on the chair and looked around with the slight hope that he might be able to enter.

Starting from No. 40 and reading forward one by one, during the period, I experienced ghosts and wolves howling and weeping with joy. Lin Haiyang waited until the [-]th place and before he heard his name, he was already planning how to go back to make up lessons.

In an instant, a fiery light poured down from his celestial cap, just like last time, it hurt his eyes so much:

"Congratulations to Lin Haiyang, advanced to No.6!"

What, what...?

Lin Haiyang couldn't make a big spinning top anymore, he was in a daze, like a black bamboo rat suffering from heatstroke, unable to move.

What, what's going on...?