The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing Gods No. 12 Days·"Master Jiang! Please!"

"Restart training camp semi-finals! Are the audience ready? Are the audience on the live broadcast platform ready? We are about to start!"

The host took the microphone and worked hard to create the atmosphere.

A series of [Oh my god, why is this host again], [Every time I see him talking, I feel like I'm in kindergarten]...

Xue Yang swiped the live broadcast with his mobile phone, and when he saw the reaction of the audience on it, he pulled the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and quickly signaled the host to go directly to the next session.

The nature of Restart is somewhat similar to the debut of a boy group, but it is different.

Now it is the semi-finals, there are only two men's teams left, and they will compete as a team. After the semi-finals, one group will be eliminated to enter the finals.

Afterwards, in the finals, the top three popular champions were determined from the only men's team-of course, the finals were a talent show in the form of individuals.

The nature of this program is basically to facilitate Jiang Yiming's troubled waters in the early stage to the greatest extent - recommending the team to enter the finals, and operating behind the scenes in the finals - Jiang Yiming's C debut, Hualu sent his debut.

At the beginning of the competition, the two groups sang and danced respectively, and the hot dance and the sweat of the young boys turned the audience over.

Xue Ke noticed that the headlights above the stage flickered twice, and the lights seemed to have changed. He frowned, and just about to use the walkie-talkie to contact the logistics, he was sternly pulled by Xue Yang.

Xue Yang covered his mouth in a low voice and exclaimed, "Look at Young Master Jiang!"

Xue Ke looked over excitedly, and saw Jiang Yiming doing a somersault. The height of the somersault made the whole audience boil.

"This happened in the rehearsal yesterday?!" Xue Ke couldn't wait to regret it, she should have written it if she knew it earlier!

"Really???" Xue Yang was extremely surprised, and felt that something was wrong.

He felt that according to Young Master Jiang's temperament in the previous competitions, if he could not dance, he would not dance. If he could stand there lazily and make a vase, he would just make a vase.

He looked around the stage suspiciously, and finally settled on an ancient copper coin embedded in the stage post.

Xue Yang swore that the ancient coin must not have been there before, otherwise it would have been cleared away by the logistics staff.

He swallowed, sure enough.

"Director Xue, look over there, that ancient coin must have been thrown by Young Master Jiang just now by somersaulting. Is there something going on here..." Xue Yang lowered his voice and said to Xue Ke.

Xue Ke took a light breath: "There are so many people present, why would ghosts dare to make trouble?"

He wiped the cold sweat that immediately broke out on his forehead, and said, "With Young Master Jiang around... it shouldn't matter, right?"

Xue Yang nodded uncertainly, looked at Young Master Jiang who continued to sing and dance without changing his face on the stage, and hesitantly agreed: "It doesn't look like there is a big deal."

"But last night... Young Master Jiang didn't look like he had encountered such a scary thing." Xue Kefu pointed out again.

Xue Yang: "..." That's right.

[Fuck! !Mingming's somersault was perfect! !Is this how high a human can flip? ! 】

[The young man has a strong waist! ! ! 】

[Good waist, good legs, good lung capacity, and my younger brother is an adult, everything is ready to drive! 】

【upstairs? ? ?Fork out!My cub is still a child! 】

[Wait a minute, I feel... I seem to vaguely see something thrown out of Jiang Yiming's hand? 】

【233333 can't be a ring or something, right? 】

[Cheat sheet for a dime's weight lyrics]

【Hahahahahahahahahaha, the devil upstairs, cry and cry for you to see】

The time for a song is over, and the camera sweeps slowly in front of the panting boys, with sweaty white shirts and slightly rolling Adam's apple...

Then he gave it to the three instructors in the front row.

[... Is the director a devil? ? ? 】

[I cried, my younger brothers became uncles in seconds, it scared me to death]

It was still Duan Fei who spoke, and his attitude didn't change much. Even though he was hospitalized two days ago, now he's on stage, put on makeup, and he looks like he can't wait to cross the stage and beat him up .

He dragged his voice out, commenting on another group first: "It should be more than four months since the audition for Restart, right?"

"Yes, Teacher Duan Fei." The captain of the men's team replied politely.

"But why do I feel like these four months were thrown into a black hole by you? Do you know what I saw in you? Nothing!"

"What we're looking for is good singing and dancing, but what about you? Even if it's one of them, you can't do it!"

"I didn't learn how to walk, but I started to learn how to run. The basic skills are not solid and I don't practice hard!"

"I remember I focused on your regiment's problems in the third period, right? Basic skills, basic skills, I need to set an alarm clock for you every day and yell in your ears, will you pay attention to it?"

Duan Fei Yitong finished speaking, took a sip of water, and then turned to the other two mentors beside him: "Okay, what do you think the two mentors have?"

"..."

The captain on the stage was so scolded by Duan Fei Yitong that his eyes were red. This group was basically younger, and the youngest was just 19 years old, sobbing softly on stage.

Jiang Yiming clicked his tongue. Fortunately, the mic master had the foresight to turn off Jiang Yiming's mic in advance, and never turned on the mic until the other party spoke.

Then it was the turn of Jiang Yiming's group, eight people came to the stage, Ren Zhongyuan's face was a bit dignified and nervous, and the back of his hand was clenched into a fist behind him.

Jiang Yiming glanced at it and twitched the corner of his mouth to laugh.

Duan Fei turned on his microphone and scanned the eight people on the stage with his sharp eyes like a falcon. When he slid to Jiang Yiming who was standing in the farthest corner, his eyes suddenly softened.

【Am I hallucinating?Why do I feel like the old bald donkey has become gentler? 】

[This look, kindness. 】

[I choose to be autistic, is the old bald donkey shaking M?Just after a quarrel with Jiang Yiming, not only did he not vent his anger, but also...? ? 】

[Didn't Duan Fei say that the quarrel was fake?Looking at it now, what he said in the video is true, otherwise wouldn't the enemy be extra jealous when they meet? 】

[Those who spread rumors are waiting to receive legal letters]

"Do the other two mentors have anything to say?" Duan Fei turned to the other two colleagues first, "I want to hear your opinions first."

As a senior mentor who finds fault with a vicious tongue, Duan Fei has never praised a student on the show. He plans to listen to what the other two have to say first, learn from the experience, steal the teacher on the spot, and sell what he learns now.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, and looked at Duan Fei with a half-smile.

After the other two mentors finished their comments, Duan Fei opened his mouth. He cleared his throat, and everyone sat up straight, expecting what kind of sparks would be sparked between Duan Fei and Jiang Yiming this time.

"Compared to the performance last time, at least your practice during this period has not been in vain. I am glad to see that time has left traces on you."

"Ray, your coordination of limbs needs to be strengthened. You have to show the beauty of the dance instead of simply completing a movement. Monkeys can complete the required movements after training. You can't be the same as monkeys."

"Lu Kan, your facial expressions need to be carefully managed. You make me feel like I'm going to go into shock anytime, anywhere. I'm worried."

"..."

Duan Fei commented on the past one by one. After all, it is the configuration of the finals team, so it must be highlighted.

"Jiang Yiming..."

【Come, come, come! !The picture I was most looking forward to appeared! ! 】

[Pick up my popcorn, hee hee]

"Jiang Yiming..." Duan Fei read it again, and seemed to be a little stuck. He frowned slightly, as if he had a lot of trouble commenting on Jiang Yiming's performance.

"The somersault just now made people's eyes shine. It can be seen that your foundation is very good. If you show your advantages in the previous games, maybe I can design a style that suits you better."

[? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[There is nothing wrong with my ears, right?Is this a section fee? ! 】

[Did Duan Fei just drink saliva?Is there a little pill in the water? ? ?Why did he suddenly change his gender! 】

[I suspect this is a fake paragraph wearing a human skin mask! 】

"No need." Jiang Yiming knocked on his microphone, and when he heard the sound, he spoke casually, twitching the corners of his mouth, "I just did it out of curiosity, I didn't intend to perform for you."

[It's confirmed, Jiang Yiming is still the same Jiang Yiming. 】

【Jiang Yiming is real. 】

【√】

Duan Fei: "..."

Ren Zhongyuan was stunned, looking at Jiang Yiming with a little disbelief.

When the final result was announced, there was basically no suspense, after all, Duan Fei's attitude was too obvious.

Xue Ke was heartbroken, and the big scene of confrontation he was looking forward to, turned out to be too exhausting.

Going down to the backstage, Ren Zhongyuan stopped Jiang Yiming again.

Jiang Yiming's head is getting bigger, how can this young man stop him when he steps down?Then pinch his other wrist green, maybe Zhong Sheng will really throw him into the Huangpu River.He was thinking so wildly in his heart, he looked at the other party, and raised one brow high.

"What's the matter?" He said his words emphatically, just listening to the provocative tone and careless casualness made people angry.

Jiang Yiming seems to have such an infuriating talent, but at the same time, if he wants people to like him, he can show his best side every minute, making people drown in it.

Ren Zhongyuan took a deep breath, swallowed the displeasure that would break his throat, and said calmly: "Teacher Duan Fei's attitude towards you... I am sorry for the misunderstanding and prejudice I caused to you last time, I apologize."

"The misunderstanding and prejudice that occurred last time?" Jiang Yiming raised his brows, "I thought it was the first time we met."

Ren Zhongyuan: "..."

"Your behavior last time should be called much ado about nothing. But I didn't take it to heart." Jiang Yiming twitched the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and said, "I accept your apology, and you can go."

Ren Zhongyuan blushed, but he didn't take it for granted.

Lu Kan gave him a sympathetic look, but said nothing.

When they were huddled in the backstage, Duan Fei came over immediately after the recording was over. As soon as he entered the door, he called out "Master Jiang".

Duan Fei's voice was no less than a devil in the ears of these students, and a circle of people turned around suddenly in shock, shouting in unison: "Teacher Duan Fei!"

——Of course, there can't be Jiang Yiming here.

Duan Fei nodded in agreement, and walked quickly to Jiang Yiming's side: "Master Jiang! When can we make an appointment? Please!"

The other seven sons: Master?Master Jiang?please? ? ?