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When Feng Ping and the other two students appeared on the stage, it happened to be a climax of the song.

The lyrics mentioned "the starry night", and a bright starry sky appeared on the originally dark big screen. In the starlight, it was extremely difficult for the three of them to play.

They put their hands upside down on the steel pipe and slowly did the splits backwards while rotating, with one leg behind the head and the other straight. The suspended human body formed a beautiful angle with the steel pipe and rotated in a conical shape.

——The one who can be selected to perform in the finale of this group naturally does not depend on who ranks high, but who has the ability to complete it!

Precisely because the difficulty of the action choreography and the viewing pleasure have increased simultaneously, they are not worried that they will not be able to catch the eye when they appear in the second half.

But finishing is one thing, being able to finish beautifully and smoothly is another.

Obviously, the countless exclamations at the scene were all for Bee Ping in the middle!

They rotated, changing several movements one after another, and then slowly fell back to the ground.

The music stopped for a few seconds, the stars in the background animation quietly disappeared, and a group of clouds slowly moved away, revealing a quiet moon.

Just when everyone thought it ended a little hastily, the crooning and piano sounds without lyrics gradually became louder.

The two students who landed on the ground continued to dance, but Feng Ping suddenly took a run-up, spread his wings, and jumped high in the direction of the moon!

There were short screams from the audience.

I saw Bee Ping jump very high, his wings helped him continue to glide into the air, and then he hung on a suspended ring with only his legs!

He stretched out his arms in the ring, swinging back and forth like a swing, as if chasing the moon, perfectly interpreting the title of the song with his body language!

Unfortunately, the moon is unattainable. No matter how high he flies, he still cannot reach it.

The cold moonlight fell on his body, and his sweaty skin shone with ambiguous fluorescence.

The entire group of contestants gathered on the stage. Some were dancing on the pole, while others were jumping on the ground. But cruelly, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Ping.

Because he is the most difficult, his performance has the strongest tension, and his emotions are the most immersive. His face, muscles, and every inch of his hair are incomparably suitable for this stage!

At that moment, everyone became his backup dancers!

In the end, Chasing the Moon failed, Feng Ping looked lonely, stood on the ring, and suddenly fell backwards!

"what--"

The audience cried out in concern.

Everyone was involved in the situation and lost their memory collectively, forgetting that Feng Ping was a Zerg who could fly.

Fortunately, during the arrangement, the nine team members had already formed a circle to catch him.

He didn't stand up again, as if his "suicide" had really been successful.

The nine people looked around him blankly, and their movements stopped abruptly.

The performance is officially over.

one second.

two seconds.

Warm applause finally broke out, with a momentum that was going to knock the roof off!

"Absolutely awesome!"

“Our Drone is so excellent!”

"It's the first time I've watched this kind of program. Why do I feel a little uncomfortable?"

"Is the kid okay? He jumped up!"

On the stage, Feng Ping straightened up, stood up, stood in a row with his group members, and bowed to the audience.

He was always carefree, smiling heartlessly as usual, but he couldn't help but raise his hands to wipe away a few tears.

Maybe he was frightened by the applause, or maybe he was too immersed in the performance and turned himself into the lovelorn person who could only talk to the moon.

Backstage, Feng An looked at the broadcast screen in shock, pointed at the man inside who opened his mouth several times but was choked up and couldn't speak, and asked: "Is this... the Feng Ping I know?"

His team members said nervously: "Feng Ping is already pretty good, but he's so serious this time..."

"We are second in line to play, will it..."

"Bless me, King of Insects, and you must let me catch the throwing sword later!"

The same atmosphere occurs in all groups.

The Fengping Group had a good start, which was very friendly to the audience, but for the remaining ninety students, it could only be a red alert!

After the performance, Feng Ping and others had to stay on the stage for live interaction. How well they performed at this stage depended on their adaptability and whether there was any ink in their stomachs.

For example, someone asked what the show wanted to express.

Some people are curious about what they do on weekdays and what hobbies they have.

Some people also asked how long they had been practicing.

The microphone was passed randomly, and a young-looking Worker got the right to speak, with a certain sense of superiority in his tone:

"I think this performance is not difficult and I can complete it with my strength."

As soon as these words came out, the players' expressions changed. The results of their hard training for so long were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.

But they couldn't fight back, because with the Worker's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to hang on the steel pipe.

Some contestants looked at Gu Xingyan, Feng Jin and others for help, but they remained motionless, their expressions unchanged, as if they were just waiting to see how they would react.

Feng Ping smiled and responded: "You are right, Workers are born with a strength advantage over us Drones, so we also suffered a lot in the learning process.

"Don't look at the lack of clothing we wear. In fact, we are covered with scars from the fall, but we just covered them with makeup. Thank you for your advice, we will continue to work hard."

When he said he was injured, the students in the same group couldn't help but burst into tears. Thinking of these three weeks of devilish training, it was unbearable to look back.

You know, not everyone dares to choose a pole dancing group.

Because it requires core strength and has to be played half-naked, the people who choose this group already have good figures and a certain foundation.

But when it comes to practice, it’s still too painful and difficult! And to be judged as "I can do it too" by someone who knows nothing.

But no matter what, the charm of the stage still attracted a wave of fans.

When it was the next audience member's turn to ask a question, the person said humbly: "This performance is very amazing. I'm curious whether it can be reproduced if I have the strength. Can I go up and give it a try?"

This spectator was taller and stronger than the provocateur just now, but he had a vague intention of seeking justice for the players, which made the person who spoke before look ugly.

Some spectators smelled the smell of gunpowder and cheered loudly, asking her to go up and give it a try.

Feng Jin took advantage of the situation and said: "There happen to be three steel pipes on the stage that haven't been lowered yet. Let's choose two more audience members. Raise your hands if you want to try... Okay, it's just you and you."

One of them is the person who said it was not difficult before.

Three Workers flew directly to the stage.

Feng Ping patted one of the team members whose score might not be high. The latter looked at him gratefully, then jumped on the pole to demonstrate the most difficult move he could do.

Anyway, he is the worst, and some people are so crazy, so let them try it!

The three spectators felt that their eyes had learned the lesson, so they climbed onto the steel pipe, resisted the urge to spread their wings, and tried to get their legs out of the steel pipe. They also had to straighten their whole bodies so that they were at a 60-degree angle with the steel pipe...