The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

Before the official recording of the program, there is a small rehearsal.

The three star teachers were not used. Eighty girls gathered together to follow the director and planning teachers through the process.

Everyone walked to the stage in order without performing, and then the director would immediately shout "pass" or "no".After the end, it is necessary for everyone to come to the stage to thank each other.It was also during the rehearsal that Zhang Kuang met the Ye Sifeng that Lu Qian was talking about.

It was a girl who looked quiet and gentle, always had a smile on her face, and spoke with a bookish air, she seemed very easy to get along with.Because of this, there are so many people around her, she is like an intimate big sister, explaining the camera essentials during recording to a group of young girls who are not deeply involved in the world.

On the other hand, Han Xiaoyu, even though she took the initiative, no one seemed willing to talk to her.As soon as everyone saw her, they had preconceived and put hats on her like "the second generation of stars" and "going through the back door".

Insolent is also the type that no one strikes up.The main reason is that her aura is too domineering and her appearance is heroic, like a sharp blade made of ice in three or nine days.

The little girls walked around her unconsciously, and the leader saved himself the trouble, and simply went through the motions neatly, not bothering to flirt with others.

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"Welcome to the 'Tomorrow With You' large-scale idol development, youth growth program!"

Dazzling lights kept shining, loud music drowned out all sounds, and several cameras were busy running.The famous host is standing in the center of the gorgeous stage, reciting the list of sponsors emotionally.

The three star judges had already sat down.After all, the program team has a lot of sponsors, whether it's the judges or commentators, they are all real big names.

The judging panel is composed of one woman and two men. They are Yan Zhiyuan, a well-known veteran film queen, a male singer-songwriter, and the dancer of the most popular boy group today.The three have a clear division of labor, one is looking for acting, one is looking for singing, and the other is looking for dancing.

No matter how noisy it is outside, it's all kept behind walls.The contestants are backstage, nervously changing their clothes, clearing their throats, and stretching their legs—all preparing for their own shows.

There was only Zhang Kuang alone, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and looking at his phone.She brought a backpack and put it on the other side of the sofa. Inside it was a set of handsome leather clothes chosen by her younger brothers.

The sofa sagged slightly due to the weight of her body, she lowered her head, and one or two hairs fell on her cheeks, casting light and dark shadows.The jointed hands slid across the phone, as if writing something.

A staff member came over, looked at the sign on her chest and said, "No. 67, the director asked you to come over."

Zhang Kuang looked up at her, and said in a cold voice, "Okay, thank you."

The staff member trembled in fright, and the hand holding the document unconsciously leaned against his chest: Are all the girls' auras so strong nowadays?

The leader pressed the send button on the phone without changing his face, put the phone in his pocket, got up and left.

【Taotao, do you want to have dinner together tonight QWQ】

I stayed up late yesterday and studied "face expression" for a long time, and finally learned something useful.The leader thought with satisfaction.

It's just that her bag - it's still on the sofa.

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...what an outdated trick.

After returning, the leader looked at the empty sofa and sneered.Although she hasn't played yet, some people already see her as a threat.

With a thought, she sensed that her bag had been put in an iron cabinet.The cabinet appears to be still locked, in the backstage studio.

This small thought was obvious in front of Zhang Kuang, but she just hid her clothes to cause trouble for her performance, and when Zhang Kuang came on stage, she would take them out and throw them in a corner, thinking that she was unlucky and couldn't find them.

Then as you wish.

Anyway, Zhang Kuang himself didn't want to wear that leather jacket, there were so many shiny patches and chains, it made people dizzy.

She looked around and saw a girl who was about the same height as her just finished changing and came out of the fitting room holding old clothes.

Zhang Kuang walked straight towards her.The girl was stopped suddenly, and looked up at Zhang Kuang tremblingly: "You, how are you?"

Zhang Kuang softened his tone and asked, "Can I see your clothes?" She pointed to the clothes that the girl was holding.

After performing on stage, the star judges will put them in the "passed" or "pending" seats, so the clothes will not be returned to the backstage to change until the recording is complete.

The girl was taken aback, "Hey...do you want to 'see' this dress?"

Zhang Kuang nodded and said affirmatively, "En."

Anyway, it was just old clothes and not costumes, the girl hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded and gave the clothes to Zhang Kuang.Zhang Kuang looked at the clothes repeatedly for a while, then handed the clothes back to her, and said, "Thank you."

"Well...it's okay." The girl took back her old clothes and left in a daze.

Zhang Kuang walked to the dressing room, and with a thought, a waterfall of white light poured down from her fingertips.It was a dazzling white brocade, not like the thickness of ordinary cloth, but floating in the air lightly, like a feather.

"imitation clothes"

A special cloth that can simulate various clothes according to the mind, but it can only last for three days.

The fingertips were immersed in the light, and countless rays of light climbed up Zhang Kuang's fingertips like a creeper, and gradually spread along the pulse lines, blooming glowing flowers, until they completely covered the clothes on his body.That light is like a naughty child, after playing tired, he lay on her body and fell asleep.

Within a few seconds, Yingying's light gradually dimmed, and the suit just now appeared on Zhang Kuang's body.She straightened her cuffs and walked out.

From the locker room to the waiting area, Zhang Kuang's return rate is 100%.But she was very calm, only Han Xiaoyu asked in surprise: "Why are you wearing this style of clothes... What are you planning to perform?"

Zhang Kuang said: "You will know in a while."

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There is a small TV in the waiting area, which broadcasts the game status in real time.

Han Xiaoyu's number was earlier, and she chose the Korean dance that she is best at.The flexibility of her body is fully displayed under the difficult dance, charming but not erotic.The dynamic music is accompanied by well-choreographed dances, and every step is just on the beat of the drums, full of enthusiasm and youthful vitality.

Ye Sifeng was wearing a fluttering long skirt, and sang a difficult pop song on the platform, showing off his high-pitched skills very well.After singing, she lifted up her dress and even danced a short ballet on the stage as a showcase.

Both of them naturally advanced directly.

As the numbers were read out one by one, it was finally the turn of Crazy.She stretched out her hand and took off the hairband on her head, and the long bundled hair fell down one after another, draping softly on her shoulders.

Zhang Kuang walked onto the stage calmly, and the lights shone on her face, as if she was born to attract the attention of all.

As a singer-songwriter, Yan Zhiyuan put the microphone close to his lips, his voice was hoarse and magnetic: "What are you going to perform?"

Zhang Kuang replied, "Sing."

The actress smiled and asked: "Then can I ask you, why did you—"

"Want to wear school uniform?"

Zhang Kuang stood under the light, and the majestic light covered her face with a layer of fog like light, but the smile inside it was extremely clear.

"Because it has something to do with my repertoire."

Zhang Kuang took a step forward, supported the microphone on the stand with his hands, and said softly:

"Hello judges and teachers, the performance I will bring today is: "Young You"."

"Young You" is a famous old song with a gentle and gentle tune. It is widely sung because it is not difficult.But it is very difficult to really sing the original singer's deep affection for the beloved girl.

The accompaniment sounded just right, and the school uniform on her body hid most of her own aura, but the rest was a little immature and frivolous.

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Lu Qian relied on his relationship to get a live broadcast, and he and Song Muzhao watched the boss with sunflower seeds.When the boss came out calmly in his school uniform, both of them sprayed their melon seeds all over the floor.

what? ?

The boss has been selling it for a long time, why did he suddenly start singing such a small, fresh and artistic song?

And where did the handsome leather jacket I prepared go? Why is the leader wearing a school uniform?What the hell is a high school uniform.

But don't tell me, the teacher still... looks good in clothes?

Song Muzhao shook Lu Qian: "Fuck, is that the boss? I don't believe it, why does it look so tender?!"

Lu Qian's face was already petrified: "I really didn't expect that the leader would be like this, so ingenious..."

More importantly, Zhang Kuang wore the school uniform without any sense of disobedience, as if the leader who looked down on all sentient beings before was just an illusion, and only the girl in front of him was real.

Like a boy in fresh clothes and angry horse, he rode his horse across the boundless wasteland in the wind.

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She sang softly to the accompaniment:

"I still remember a long, long time ago, when I met you when I was young under the banyan tree."

The school uniform on her body was neat and clean, which outlined her brows and eyes with a youthful look.With a clear and natural voice, she will sing to her loved one on the other side of the screen.

"Your smile fell on the bottom of my heart, and I will never forget it again."

The bright voice strips away the daydreams and passionate emotions of youth from the long river of time, smooths out all the folds one by one, and gives you the clear love.

"When we meet again, it will be ten years later."

The interlude sounded, and Zhang Kuang spread his tightly packed fingers.In the palm, there is a leaf lying impressively.

Zhang Kuang pressed the leaf to her mouth, and the bright flute sound jumped out from her lips.

The sound of the leaf flute is light and lively, bouncing around like a child.It hops restlessly, dancing around you.

Zhang Kuang looked at the camera.

In a trance, I felt that there were flowers everywhere in her eyes.Coming all the way to you from the distant mountain top, carrying the warm sun and the breeze, calling your name one sound at a time.

"I wish you could remember me, even if it's just a little bit."

She smiled softly, all the sharpness around her was suppressed, like the yellowed old days in the gramophone.With a little bit of sweetness and a little bit of bitterness, it diffuses into the softest place in your heart.