Jiang Liu was eliminated in the No.19 period without any accident.

Jiang Liu's departure speech was being broadcast on the curved screen, "I'm very glad to be able to participate in this show, and I have met many friends, and I would like to thank my good friends for always leading me to progress, although I can no longer continue on the show all the way. Going forward, but in life, I will definitely go all the way forward!"

Xiao Ke watched from the side, pouted his lips: "Isn't this very good at talking? Why did he lose the chain at a critical moment? It's hard not to let people doubt him."

Su Fan was also sitting next to him, and everyone who left would have a few farewell words, but Jiang Liu actually mentioned him, good friend?

Su Fan watched the screen tear off the candy wrapper, stuffed the lollipop into his mouth, and looked at the forced smile on his face, which was somewhat ironic.

After the testimonials of the four people were over, it was the No. 20 competition program. Everyone tried their best, and the second and third places always wanted to move forward. They spent [-]% of their lives, but they still had to compete with Su. There is a certain gap between Fan's grades.

Moreover, Su Fan's votes continued to rise rapidly. Others put in [-]% of their efforts, but Su Fan paid for his own life.

Hip-hop is his life.

After the bottom four of No.20 Phase [-] were eliminated, there were only eight people left. In the last three shows, the results were all cleared and they started from scratch.

The number of votes no longer refers to online voting, but the on-site audience and judges vote. Each audience has one vote, and each of the four judges has ten votes.So starting from the second phase of No.20, all audience members are randomly selected after registration to ensure the fairness of on-site votes.

After entering the countdown to the last three rounds, Su Fan spent every day in the dance practice room except for eating, sleeping, and bathing, not wasting a single minute.Unless Pei An forcibly pulls people out to rest, but Pei An doesn't pull people out often.

Then giving body massages every night became Pei An's daily routine every night.

Leaving other things aside, Pei An felt that his technique was becoming more and more proficient. Even if he couldn't press it so much that he couldn't help but scream, it was almost the same by visual inspection.

Pei An's big hands were only separated by a thin layer of clothes, and then bit by bit from the back of his neck all the way down.

There was no obvious expression on Su Fan's overly good-looking face, but his body became more and more relaxed. Pei An smiled, and then his hands began to move irregularly.

By the time Su Fan found out that something was wrong, it was already difficult to ride a tiger, but whoever Su Fan was, no matter how fierce a tiger was, he could pull out his teeth and twist his head.

Su Fan suddenly opened his eyes and looked back. Pei An had already pressed onto his back.

Su Fan stared, and lifted his legs up to kick Pei An's legs away. Pei An pressed his legs, and pressed Su Fan's restless legs tightly, with a smile on his face Meaning, "Are you trying to murder your own husband?"

"Who murdered whom?" It's not very easy to fight back when Su Fan is pressed on his back, but it doesn't bother Su Fan. The two legs that were pressed escaped from the trap at a tricky angle, and then turned towards Pei An Attack the deadly place.

Pei An raised his eyebrows to dodge it, and got off Su Fan's back. Su Fan turned over and sat up like a carp, looking at Pei An quite imposingly, "Are you still making trouble?"

Pei An laughed: "Who is making trouble?"

"No massage, what are you doing?" Su Fan asked.

"Just say how long has it been since you hugged me?" Pei An also sat up and faced Su Fan face to face, "Or, how long has it been since you had a good chat with me?"

Su Fan: "I didn't talk much at first."

Pei An: "I think there's a lot to talk about. But if you have nothing to talk about, you can do some aerobic exercise."

Su Fan looked at Pei An's movements, the so-called aerobic exercise did not match the movements of his hands at all.

Su Fan sat on one side, and Pei An stretched out his hand and pulled him over, "Aerobic exercise starts with kissing."

The author has something to say: The name of the next chapter has been thought of, "Aerobic Exercise Sequel"

PS: I want to kill my procrastination, so annoying!

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