rock star is a dragon

ntherain. (I sing in the rain, sing in the rain)”

"Whataglorious feeling, and I'mhappyagain."

"I'mlaughing at clouds, sodarkupabove... (I laugh at clouds, sodarkupabove)"

Du Kira looked at the little flowery umbrella not far away who was kicking and dancing in the rain, and walked around the roadside street lamp with one hand from time to time, humming "Singin' in the Rain" narcissistic, and an ellipsis floated in his heart .

The point is that Xiaohuasan looks very happy, which makes him want to sing a little bit, and also wants to try holding the pillar and doing circles for three and a half weeks.

Alas, this is too bad.Du Kira looked away from him, maintaining his cool and handsome image.

……

The weather forecast said in the morning that there will be a typhoon in the near future.

Unexpectedly... the typhoon actually arrived early this afternoon.

Long Xize was bouncing and singing, when suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds and a strong evil wind blew him forward.

He struggled to get up from the ground, grabbed the little flower umbrella, stumbled and ran while being blown by the wind.

Other humans on the street were also blown by the strong wind and ran all over the street, and there were not a few people who fell down the street.

In the distance, a huge black hurricane appeared, moving at a speed visible to the naked eye, sweeping across the city.

The wind gradually picked up, and plastic bags, cartons, and wooden boards were floating in the air from nowhere. The small trees on the side of the road to beautify the city were also blown out of shape, and some even snapped off and fell on the road. .

Roadside merchants quickly came out to clean up their stalls and closed their doors. Pedestrians on the street scattered and fled into nearby buildings to take shelter.Most of the umbrellas were blown out of shape, and no one cared about them. After all, in such a windy weather, heavy rain is nothing, and the most important thing is not to be blown away by the strong wind.

Long Xize still likes this small jeweled umbrella. He picked it for a long time before finding it from the world of flower umbrellas with many patterns. He fell in love at first sight and was very satisfied.

He also quickly ran into a building on the side of the road, carefully broke off the ribs of the umbrella that had been blown over by the wind, folded it carefully, put it in his arms, and planned to wait for the wind to pass before going home.

The wind picked up again, overbearingly overturning all the people riding bicycles, electric vehicles and motorcycles on the road to the ground.The overturned people and vehicles were also not needed, and they got up from the ground and joined the team of fleeing pedestrians.

Later, some cars were also tilted and stopped on the side of the road, and people escaped from inside.

At this time, Cen Jin called and asked him anxiously where he was and how he was doing.

He told the other party that he took refuge in a nearby building and was fine.

"When the hurricane passes and the wind dies down, I'll go find you." Cen Jin was very worried.

"No need...it's not safe for you to come here." Long Xize said, "I'll go back by myself when the wind calms down."

"No, you wait for me there, and I will pick you up." Cen Jin said firmly.

"Then, okay." Long Xize looked up and looked outside, seeing the darkness, it seemed that the situation would not get better for a while, "You should also pay attention to safety."

"Hmm." Cen Jin seemed to be smiling.

After a while, the weather outside became darker, the wind was blowing wildly, and there were more and more unknown objects floating in the gray and black mid-air, and the hurricane was about to come.

Suddenly, someone among the people taking refuge in the building exclaimed, "There, there is a child!"

Long Xize looked up and looked outside. In the gray and black wind, a little boy carrying a schoolbag and wearing a red and white school uniform was clinging to a small tree that was slightly thicker than the other trees around him.

His feet had been blown off the ground by the strong wind, and his body was gradually blown up. Only a pair of arms were still clinging to the tree trunk, but it didn't look like he could last long.

"What to do?" someone asked.

"It's too windy outside, we can't go out now."

"Then do you want to watch him being swept away by the wind?"

The crowd was silent for a while.

"Everyone, let's think of a way." Someone said.

Du Kira was also in this building, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was also thinking quickly in his mind, looking for a solution.

At this time, he suddenly saw a figure moving in front of him, as if he was about to go out.

He stretched out his hand to grab the other person, and found that it was the little idol.

"If you go out rashly like this, you won't be able to save him, but you will also risk your own life." He frowned and said in a low voice.

"I have a solution." Long Xize looked back at him and smiled at him, "Now only I can save him."

This is the first time that Du Kira looks directly at his face seriously, and I have to admit that this little idol is really good-looking, and when he smiles, the look in his eyebrows and eyes is captivating.

Although he has always looked at him disliked...but he can't just watch him die in vain.

He still wanted to continue persuading, but Long Xize had already let go of his hand and walked towards the gate.

"..." Du Kira was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed.

As soon as Long Xize stepped out of the door and was about to transform into a corner where no one else could see, he found his wrist was being held firmly.

Du Kira followed. He was holding on to the door of the building with one hand and holding him tightly with the other, with a serious expression: "Don't go to die."

Long Xize wanted to explain to him again, but there was another scream from the crowd. When he looked up, the little boy gradually loosened one hand, and it seemed that he was about to reach the limit.

That's too late.

He had no choice but to throw Dukila away with all his strength, and rushed into the black wind alone.

"Ah! That person has gone out!" Someone exclaimed.

The sky was dark, the hurricane was strong, and he was dressed in black. Long Xize estimated that people would not be able to see him clearly, so he slowly turned into a black dragon in the center of the storm.

The little boy struggling in the wind gradually lost his strength, and his consciousness began to faint, and his hands were separated from the tree trunk little by little.

The hurricane rolled up his body, and then fell into a gentle embrace.

Long Xize caught the little boy with his bat wings.

However, in his current form, he couldn't show his face in front of humans, and his clothes had been turned into pieces, so he had to find his floating mobile phone in the hurricane and call his cousin.

The phone... didn't get through.

Called several times, still can't get through.

Then... I can only call Cen Jin...

……

The hurricane finally passed, during which Long Xize found a hidden corner and kept protecting the little boy with his wings.

After the wind subsided, he saw that other people would probably come out to look for the boy, so he ran to other deserted corners.

He also propped up his jeweled little flower umbrella, and left it for the little boy to keep out the rain.

When Cen Jin found Long Xize, he was huddled under the straw mat he picked up from nowhere, his black hair was sticking wet to his face, and his snow-white shoulders were exposed outside the straw mat.

"Cen Jin, did you bring me some clothes?"

"..."

Cen Jin suddenly knelt down and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"How could it be like this?"

Long Xize sniffled and said pitifully, "The wind is too strong, the clothes have been blown away."

Cen Jin frowned, how could there be such a wind in the world that only blows clothes?

But he didn't ask too much. He investigated the jewelry these days, and faintly noticed some problems.

"Hey, Cenkin, give me the clothes."

"Change in the car."

Cen Jin picked him up with the straw mat and carried him into the car.

……

The next day, Long Xize had a fever.

As a dragon, he can withstand hurricanes, but in human form, his body is just a frail boy.

Cousin was also that time, if he was in the shape of a dragon, he would not be injured at all.The human body is so weak, if it hadn't been for the protection at the last moment, it would have been disabled.

And when they were in human form, they only had tails that could be transformed by themselves. If they wanted to transform wings by themselves, it was impossible.The backs of humans cannot support the wings of dragons.The arms and legs can't be changed either, and it will be extremely disharmonious after they are changed.

Yesterday, Long Xize was afraid that humans would discover his real body, so he changed back to a naked human form after Feng Xiao.

Because the precious little flower umbrella was given to the little boy, he himself suffered a lot of rain later, so he caught a cold and had a fever.

Cen Jin sat by his bed and frowned as he swallowed the antipyretics: "If you have a fever like this, don't go today."

"No," Long Xize said, "I made an agreement with Dou Hao yesterday, and I'm going to the show today."

"You are sick now."

"But..." Long Xize's face was flushed, but his eyes were extremely bright.

He patted the fever-reducing sticker on his forehead: "I've already taken the medicine, and my head doesn't hurt anymore."

"I finally entered the semi-finals, and I still want to get a good result and win the championship."

"As long as I think of making my own song, my heart is hotter than a fever..."

"I really really want to go!"

Cen Jin stared at him again for a while, seeing that his eyes looked hopeful and pitiful, looking at him longingly, and finally nodded.

"I'll go with you today."

The author has something to say: It would be great if there are clothes that can automatically grow back after bursting...

We are going to have a typhoon tomorrow!

There are still 3K words, it is estimated that it will be one or two o'clock at night, don't wait, watch it tomorrow morning!

☆, 25

Dou Hao, Long Xize's partner and opponent this time, a young man with short red hair, was sitting in the waiting room arranged for them by the program crew.

He and Long Xize made an appointment today to discuss the direction of writing lyrics and composing, setting the rhythm, etc.

But half an hour has passed since the appointed time, and the other party still hasn't arrived.

Someone knocked on the door, and Dou Hao looked up, but it wasn't his teammates that caught his eye, but the well-known genius "Dukila" in the circle.

Du Kira glanced at their lounge, frowned, and asked him, "The other one hasn't come yet?"

Dou Hao replied, "Not yet."

Du Kira frowned even deeper, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Isn't it because I can't come?"

Dou Hao shook his head, expressing that he was not clear.

"Sorry sorry, I'm late."

The two turned their heads, Long Xize's footsteps were still a little vain, with a new fever-reducing sticker on his forehead, and he smiled at Dou Hao.

"Do you have a fever?" Dou Hao asked.

"Yesterday, I seemed too excited. I woke up this morning with a fever."

"Is that okay?"

"It's okay, I've already taken antipyretics." Long Xize stepped over Du Kira and opened the door.

"Return this to you." Du Ji stretched his hand to stop him, and handed something over, "I left it yesterday."

Long Xize took it and found that it was his little gemstone umbrella.

Since the little flower umbrella can still be seen, it means that the little boy has been found and rescued.

"Dukila, thank you." Long Xize raised his head and smiled at him.

Dukila waved his hand and turned to leave.

After the hurricane passed yesterday, those who took refuge in the building came out and found the little boy who had been blown away by the wind in a safe corner. The little boy was fine except for being a little weak. After eating some bread, he was sent home by everyone. .

Dukila was fascinated by staring at the jeweled flower umbrella above the little boy's head. He recognized that umbrella. Not long ago, the owner of this umbrella was jumping and singing in the rain, but now, he didn't know where he was.

If the little boy can be placed here, he should still be alive.

Thinking about it, Dukila took off the umbrella.

Rushing to save people in such a dangerous hurricane, I really don't know what this little idol is thinking.

……

Although Dou Hao's singing is not as good as that of Long Xize and Du Kira, he has a strong sense of music and is very talented in composing and arranging music.It was the first time for Long Xize to make music by himself, and he had no experience. Most of the time he followed Dou Hao, and occasionally offered his own opinions.The two get along harmoniously and communicate happily.

The task of composing and arranging music was mainly given to Dou Hao, and Long Xize studied from the sidelines.

"Can you compose lyrics?"

"I haven't done it before." Long Xize blinked and leaned forward, "But I also want to try."

"Okay." Dou Hao nodded, "It's not difficult to write lyrics, you just need to match my song and our theme, and write down sentences that you think can touch people's hearts."

"Yeah." So the job of composing the lyrics was handed over to Long Xize.

The two chatted for a while, and Cen Jin knocked on the door carrying a food bag: "You have been discussing all morning, aren't you hungry?"

"I ordered takeaway." He pushed the door into the lounge and put the bag on the table.

"Thank you." Long Xize and Dou Hao all gave him thankful glances.

"Xize, you are sick, you should eat lightly. This bowl of porridge is yours." Cen Jin took out a bowl of rice porridge with chopped green leaves floating in his bag, took a spoon, and put it in front of Long Xize.

"The rest belong to Dou Hao." He pushed the rest to Dou Hao.

"..." Long Xize looked at the vegetable porridge in front of him, his face wrinkled, "Cen Jin, do you not love me anymore?"

"..." Dou Hao spat out a mouthful of water.

"..." He said again, "Do you deny me as a good friend?"

"..." Dou Hao wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and took another sip of water.

"Do you think Dou Hao is more talented and want to be the best friend in the world with him?"

"..." Dou Hao spat out again with a "poof".

"..." Cen Jin glanced at Dou Hao, then turned to look at him, and said seriously, "No."

"When you recover from illness, I'll take you to a Michelin three-star restaurant to eat lobster and foie gras."

"Okay." Long Xize finally smiled.

The two planned to continue discussing the new song while eating, so Cen Jin came out of the lounge first.

Holding the doorknob in his hand, he looked through a small gap at the man who clearly still had a fever-reducing patch on his head. His face was red and he looked silly, but when he talked about the things he liked, he was in high spirits, and his eyes shone like brilliant stars. The corners of the mouth slowly curled up.

Du Kira was coming out of the lounge diagonally opposite to drink water at the moment, seeing this scene, he felt an indescribable unhappiness in his heart.

He went to Cenkin.

Cen Jin noticed it and closed the door in his hand.

"Are you the benefactor of that little idol?" Du Kira was already tall, wearing high-heeled leather boots, standing by the wall, exuding an invisible aura.

But who is Cenkin?Cen's Jewelry is now in power, young Cen is full of jewels.

Giraffes are also tall, so will he be afraid of giraffes?

Cen Jin smiled and replied calmly, "I'm his fan."

The light in Dukila's eyes changed, obviously he didn't expect him to say that.

However, this did not stop him from continuing to ask questions.

"He is sick, and you are willing to let him come?"

"Obviously you have such a strong backstage, you can tell the producer mentor that he stays at home and rests, and when he comes back, can't he be escorted?"

Cen Jin laughed lowly.

Du Qila heard his laughter like a mockery, and stared at him even more closely.

Cen Jin didn't even look at him. Instead, he looked into the lounge through the small glass window above the door. The young man seemed to be describing something to the people around him, his arms were waving wildly, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Dukila also followed his gaze.

"He likes music, loves music." Cen Jin said softly, "As for me, I respect him and his dreams."

"I support him to run on the road he likes, and provide him with all back-up items. If he needs a stage, I will prepare a stage for him. If he needs a music room, I will prepare a music room for him."

"But I will not interfere with him, influence him, or help him open up his future path."

"..." Dukila didn't speak.

Cen Jin smiled: "Everything he has achieved is through his own hard work."

"He competes on his own strength, and it has nothing to do with me being an investor in this show."

"Just like now, he has a high fever and still insists on coming, just because this is something he likes and loves."

"As for me, I will accompany him. Once he faints, I will immediately carry him to the hospital."

"..." Du Kira also looked at the man in the lounge, his eyes thoughtful.

"He is stronger than you imagined, and much stronger."

After Cen Jin finished speaking, he no longer cared about Du Kira, turned around and walked away.

"..."

In the afternoon, when Long Xize came back from the toilet, he heard arguing in a practice room opposite.

"Sorry! I'm not the person you're looking for! I can't meet your requirements!"

"Go find that person!"

"boom."

He saw Dukila's teammate, the bald-sleeved young man, slamming the door out angrily.

Du Kira also opened the door and came out with an angry face. When he saw Long Xize in the corridor, he was suddenly taken aback.

After getting in touch with the bald-sleeved youth, he discovered that he was indeed not the one who sang that day.

Then... Combined with what the person said at noon...

Could it be that the person he is looking for is really that little idol?

For some reason, he felt in his heart that this was the truth.

……

Due to the time limit for program recording, the program team only had one week to make songs for the contestants. After one week, before the official stage, everyone rehearsed in advance.

The first few groups passed quite smoothly, but when it came to the group of Dukila and the bald-sleeved youth, they had problems again.

The bald-sleeved youth was passive and sabotaged, singing casually with a microphone, Yiyi oh oh, slurring his mouth, like a dead dog.

"Sing well," Dukira told him.

The bald-sleeved youth instantly became angry: "If you tell me to sing well, I will sing well?"

"No matter how hard I sing, I can't beat you, can I?"

"Fuck|Damn you." He spat and shouted loudly, "Director, I want to retire."

The author has something to say: Xiao Gong teaches corgis to be human series!

☆, 26

"I want to quit the competition!" The bald-sleeved youth stood on the stage and said one word into the microphone.

The eyes of everyone in the field quickly focused on him and his "teammate" Du Kira.

The director came over with a straight face: "What's wrong?"

"He and I," the bald-sleeved youth pointed at Du Kira, "we don't get along!"

"So you're retiring?"

"Yes." The bald-sleeved youth nodded.

The director asked Dukila again: "What do you say?"

Dukira: "Even without him, I can complete this song by myself."

"But," Dukila continued, "I don't want him to retire."

Long Xize noticed that Du Kira seemed to be glancing at him.

"You came to this show not for me, but for yourself." Du Kira turned to the bald-sleeved youth.

The bald-sleeved young man glanced at him: "Yeah, of course it's for me, why?"

"But you are retiring now, but you say it's because of me." Du Kira said.

"..." The bald-sleeved youth pouted, "It's because I don't want to cooperate with you."

"You're retiring now, what do you pay for these days?"

"...It's none of your business."

"Of course it's none of my business. You are still my teammate now." Dukila said, "You have a piece of this song."

"You're retiring now, saying you don't agree with me, but you're sorry for yourself, and you're sorry for this song."

"..."

"You said I look down on you, yes, I look down on you, I look down on your casual music attitude."

The bald-sleeved young man pursed his lips: "...you think I want to? Is it because of..."

"If you care about what I said to you before, here I am, and I apologize to you."

"..."

"I did say a lot of things that shouldn't be said, and forced my own judgment on you."

"..."

"But now, I hope you can finish this song with me, and finish it seriously."

"..."

"I rarely apologize to people." When Du Kira spoke, his eyes drifted to the audience, looking at Long Xize.

"But this time, I should say sorry."

Long Xize: "...?"

"...cough." The bald-sleeved young man scratched his head suddenly, "Then what, I was actually at fault too."

"You're right, I really can't sing well, but you point it out, but I can't listen to it, and I'm not willing to improve..."

"It's not right for me to be passive, to sing indiscriminately, to ask to retire from the game."

"Cough, I'm sorry."

Seeing this, the director asked him again: "Is it refundable?"

The bald-sleeved young man's voice was much more embarrassing than when he called out to withdraw from the competition before, and he said embarrassingly, "I won't retire."

"Okay." The director glanced at them both and left the stage.

"Continue to rehearsal!"

……

When it was Long Xize and Dou Hao's turn, they looked at each other and nodded.

This is the first time they will sing this song in front of others.Although the song cannot be said to be perfect due to the tight production time, both of them have put in a lot of effort.

At this rehearsal, there is no lighting and dancing for the official performance, but the two people's singing still brings others into the situation, and their hearts are surging with their singing.

Dukira looked up from the side of the stage.

That little idol had makeup on his face, and when he picked up the microphone, his whole demeanor changed.

A strange aura erupted around him, a little sinister and a little seductive.

His expression is vivid and his eyes are bright. Every time he raises his eyes and opens his lips, he seems to be expressing love from a distance. The singing voice is full of bewitchment, matching the content of the song, and it is planted straight into the bottom of people's hearts. With every tune of his Change, something starts to take root.

"..." Du Kira had never seen his performance before, and he never expected that this person would look like this after he came on stage.

The entire stage is dominated by him, and the aura surrounds the entire room. At this moment, he is the king of the stage.

Du Kira recalled the 60-second singing that shocked him that day, his hands clenched into fists, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

It's him!

A fighting spirit suddenly burst out in his heart, and he stared excitedly at the stage.

This is his opponent.

……

After all the contestants finished the rehearsal, the official recording of the program began.

The four mentors are seated.

Each group of contestants came to the stage to complete the chorus song, and the instructor commented, and one of them was selected to stay.

This time, Dukila and the bald-sleeved youth group did not make any mistakes, and completed the singing perfectly.Although the bald-sleeved youth was eliminated by the judges in the end, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Under the stage, he patted Dukila: "Congratulations."

Dukila said, "Go ahead."

The bald-sleeved youth raised his eyebrows: "Do you know that I really want to beat you?"

Dukila said, "I know."

In the Long Xize and Dou Hao team, Long Xize advanced and Dou Hao was eliminated.

Long Xize felt sorry for him.

Dou Hao smiled and said, "When I first chose you, I already knew the ending."

"But it's a great song together, isn't it?"

Dou Hao hugged him: "Satisfied."

After this time, there are 25 players left.

The 25 contestants continue to choose each other with the four mentors.

In the end, Long Xize joined Li Tianwang's team, and Du Jila joined Zhao Tianwang's team.

Both Li Tianwang and Zhao Tianwang, who got the two strongest players, had smiles on their faces.

……

After the teams are divided, the video of the first episode of the program is also produced, and the players are going to record the video of the small black room.

Dukila's little black house.

The director asked him: "What do you think of this contestant?"

"Ugly."

"noise."

"Dog howling."

"Sleepy."

"How did you choose this level?"

"..."

"But... just work hard."

"After all, not everyone is as gifted as I am." Dukila raised his head and laughed.

When Long Xize's 60-second singing was played, he finally became serious with a serious face.

"Strong enemy."

The author has something to say: This article will be included in V on Friday, and I will start to save the third chapter of V.

☆, 27

After the recording of the second episode, Long Xize went back to his cousin's house on the weekend.

"So tired, so tired."

"Cousin, do you know? I'm about to be fucked by Jackie Chan these days."

After he entered, he fell on the sofa, yelling and acting like a baby.

The program team only gave them seven days of production time. In the last few days, he and Dou Hao were almost sleepless, and they both had dark circles under their eyes. Using XK-II was useless.

Of course, Cen Jin, who was with him, was not much better. He went to work during the day and came after get off work, running both ways.

"Cousin, I want some potato chips."

"It's on the tea table."

"I can't get enough..."

Long Chaowei stretched his head out from the kitchen, and saw Long Xize slumped on the sofa, with one arm stretched out limply, less than [-] centimeters away from the potato chips bag on the coffee table.

"Not enough," he said.

Long Chaowei said: "Just move your body and you will be able to reach it."

"I'm tired, I don't want to move." Long Xize covered his face with a pillow, and said sullenly, "I'm so tired and thin."

So Long Chaowei went out, took the potato chips, pulled away the pillow in his hand, and pulled his cheeks: "I'm not skinny, I'm fat."

"It must be puffy from exhaustion!" Long Xize argued, "It's edema!"

"Okay, okay." Long Chaowei stuffed the potato chips into his arms, "Swollen and swollen."

……

Over the weekend, the program "ROCKONTHEMOON" was also launched on major video sites.

Long Xize and his cousin held the Ipad together to watch.

The first episode of the program was broadcast from the audition to the 60-second rematch, probably because he was good-looking and sang well, and there were quite a lot of shots of Long Xize.

After watching his 60-second singing, he asked Long Chaowei, "Cousin, am I great?"

Long Chaowei patted him: "Our Nishizawa universe is the best."

When he arrived at Du Jila, Long Xize said to him again: "This man is also quite powerful."

Long Chaowei nodded.

Less than four hours after the first episode of the program was launched, the number of video hits exceeded [-] million.

#ROCKONTHEMOON#, #摇上月# topic exploded.

The contestants who participated in the show each gained a new batch of fans, and Long Xize's Weibo fans also increased steadily.

Someone said: "Oh my god, Nishizawa is so cute! When he is sitting in the audience, he is obedient and wants to be pinched!"

Someone replied to her: "When you watch him sing again, he looks sick and delicate."

"Yes, yes, it was dark all of a sudden. When he laughed when he sang the line 'give me your heart', I felt that my heart was going to be ripped out by him!"

"But it's still so handsome... Isn't it the heart? Give you, give you, give you everything you want!"

"I give you the wallet, and I give you the heart!"

Long Xize saw people discussing him on Weibo, most of them said that he was very different, he was cute and cute off stage, sickly and dark on stage, but he was very cool and charming.Probably because of his gorgeous appearance, he is not annoying at all after he has a dark temperament, but instead makes people feel more excited and interested.

On the stage, he shines so brightly that people can't take their eyes off.With a coquettish smile, a group of people are willing to offer their hearts to him.

One of them took a screenshot of a cartoon and compared it with the screenshot of his expression, saying that he was exactly the same as the "evil little black dragon" in that cartoon.

This Weibo was reposted 10,000+ times and became popular. Everyone nicknamed Long Xize—Little Evil Dragon.

Long Xize was puzzled, so he asked Long Chaowei, "Cousin, am I evil?"

Long Chaowei looked at him carefully for a while: "No, you are so obedient, how could you be evil?"

"But they call me Little Dragon now."

Long Chaowei also looked at the Weibo post on his mobile phone, and stroked his chin: "The screenshot is really similar, and the expression is almost the same, vivid!"

Long Xize: "...Cousin, I am very suspicious now, do you love me or not?"

"Of course I love you." Long Chaowei smiled, "Speaking of which, we are dragons with dark attributes."

"……Oh."

"Besides, these few screenshots of yours are quite a bit like an ancestor dragon."

"Really?" Long Xize's eyes sparkled, "Is it as cool and domineering as the ancestor dragon?"

So, he didn't worry about the problem of whether the dragon is not a dragon.

Some people in the human masses are really powerful, and they can see through his real body so casually.Long Xize thought.

In addition to Long Xize, Du Kira was also hotly discussed.

After all, like Long Xize, he has outstanding appearance and strong strength, and there are many fans who are attracted by him.

It was the same po owner just now who posted another set of comparative screenshots of "Vampire and Dukila".

Dukila's skin is pale, looks bloodless, has two sharp canine teeth, and likes to wear red and black colors, it does look a bit like a vampire.

Long Xize nodded, he still agrees with this set of screenshots.

After this group of screenshots also became popular, everyone called Dukila a "vampire".

In the small black room of the first episode, Long Xize and Du Kira mentioned each other separately.

In the small black room, the program team asked Long Xize who he thought was the strongest among the contestants. Long Xize sought truth from facts and said Du Kira.

Other contestants were also asked this question, most of them answered Du Kira, some boasted that they were the strongest, and there were a few others who said they thought Long Xize should not be underestimated, he was definitely a match Not weaker than Dukila's dark horse.

And Dukila's little black house is even more interesting. His evaluations of other people are "ugly", "average", and "no good", which is not exciting at all.When asked about Long Xize, his eyes suddenly lit up, full of anticipation: "Strong enemy."

In this regard, some audiences with rich associations couldn't sit still.

Since red and blue came out of CP in ancient times, Long Xize’s clothes are usually black with blue, while Dukila’s is black with blood red. Both of them are very strong. In the first episode of the program, there was a sense of a rival of fate, so they were chosen Got together.

Someone edited a video of the two of them called "Fateful Showdown!"Little Evil Dragon Vs Vampire, it was even on the hot search.

Click to open it, and there is a piece of "red and blue have CP since ancient times", "love each other and kill together" and so on in the barrage.

Long Xize: "..." What the hell?

On the other side, Cen Jin was also very dissatisfied with this video.

He put the cup heavily on the table, raised his hand and flipped through the calendar, it was fine, there were exactly two months left.

From now on, let them know who and who is the real CP!

……

At night, Long Xize was greedy, so he pulled Long Chaowei out for supper.

The two found a small stall and sat down, ordering some skewered cola.

"Boss, a serving of blood is rich, big pot, add more duck blood."

Long Xize felt that the voice was familiar, turned his head and saw Du Kira.

"..."

Dukila saw him too.

"..."

Thinking of the CP video on the Internet, the two turned their heads in tacit understanding without speaking.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

……

After a few days of rest, it was time to record the show again.

This time it was a PK between the teams. Four mentors led the team to complete the song performance according to the requirements of the program group. The audience voted, and the group with the lowest number of votes needed to eliminate one person from it.

A total of 25 people were promoted in the last round. Except for Zhou Tianwang's team which had seven people, the rest were all six.

Li Tianwang and Zhao Tianwang have two ace players, Long Xize and Du Jila respectively.

It seems that Zhang Tianwang is the worst.

However, Zhang Tianwang has always been lucky and optimistic.

Sure enough, when he drew lots, the title he drew was the simplest, "Dream", and the performance order was also the best, second.

It seems that there is no need to worry too much.

Long Xize's Li Tianwang team drew the theme "River", and Zhao Tianwang, who was next door Du Jila, drew the theme "Mountains and Rivers".

Zhou Tianwang drew "Nohara".

The other three mentors looked at Zhang Tianwang: "Zhang Tianwang, did you send money to the program group?"

Zhang Tianwang: "Funny, I'm so poor, what kind of money do I get?"

The production cycle this time is also one week.

In order to help everyone find inspiration, Li Tianwang decided to take everyone to the river to play.

The author has something to say: Zhang Tianwang, why do you have a different painting style from everyone else?

☆, 28

The time given by the program team was not long. In order to save time, Li Tianwang decided to set off that night, stay overnight by the river, and return at noon the next day.

The six contestants had no objection to this, so they went home or packed their things in the hotel first, and made an appointment to gather in front of the TV station building at 7:[-] pm.

When Long Xize went back, Cen Jin was not at home.

He simply packed some luggage needed for the night, and brought some biscuits to eat.

After six o'clock, he sat on the sofa and waited for a while. Before Cenkin came back, he left a note and left with a small bag on his own.

This time the river autumn