After the disbandment of Tiantuan, I became popular

Under the intense training of the trainees, soon, the second stage was ushered in.

This time compared to the first time, everyone has become much more orderly, and not as busy as they were at the beginning.

After this period of online voting, Lu Xi has firmly ranked No.1, and has left behind No.2 by a large margin.

For him, this stage is a way to consolidate his influence, and it is also a key point for passer-by fans to test his "strength".

Under the guidance of public relations, the fans he lost before gradually returned, and because of the frequent hot searches, he attracted the attention of a large number of passers-by.

What followed was overwhelming press releases and even more frenzied black fans.

If Lu Xi's Heizi used to just slander him casually and slander him online, now he has risen to the point where he threatened to come to the training camp to trouble him.

The more you go up, the more people will see him unhappy.What's more, it is predicted that if Lu Xi debuts in the C position, a large number of people will be mobilized.

But as the director team said before, the training camp is an ivory tower.

Here, they don't hear any rumors, and they can only perform on stage with peace of mind, chasing their most persistent dreams.

The grand performance is about to open, and the number of voting fans invited this time has doubled compared to before, and the atmosphere on the scene is even more frenzied.

Lu Xi's group, at the request of the choreographer teacher, performed the nightclub fur style.

The seven members of Class A, all wearing smoky makeup and exaggerated furs, were sweating profusely in the waiting area.

Lu Xi was wearing a white coat on the outside and a black vest on the inside.There are some tattoo stickers on the neck and arms, as well as a lot of rings and earrings.

Although it looks exaggerated, the photogenic effect is surprisingly good, and it is the type that little girls like to pursue most.

The air conditioner was turned on in the backstage, but due to the large space, it was almost useless, and the entire aisle was hot and stuffy.

Lu Xi saw that they were still half an hour away, so she took off her coat and put it on the chair, and told Qi Nan that she would go out and enjoy some wind.

Meng Xinyou glanced at him, he seemed to want to go out for a breath.But Mr. VJ may come to take pictures at any time. After thinking about it, he is still reluctant to take the camera, so he can only sit down and stare at Qi Nan.

At the end of the aisle is the back door, and there is a small terrace near the back door, which happens to be the air outlet.

Lu Xi was so hot that she squatted on the steps to blow the air.

It was getting dark gradually, and there were a few dim street lamps at the door, barely able to illuminate the road.

Wu Chenghuan also followed, his head was full of dreadlocks, he was hotter than Lu Xi, and he was sticking out his tongue and panting like Erha.

"Can you be a bit of an idol? If this is filmed, your fans will definitely be disillusioned." Lu Xi laughed.

Wu Chenghuan squatted beside him carelessly, and said: "I'm almost exhausted, and I don't care if he is burdened or not. Speaking of this time, I am more tired than last time. At least the last time was better than being happy. This time, I will be with Meng Xinyou again." On the same stage, I can’t be happy just thinking about it.”

They have been training with discomfort during this period of time. They obviously don't like each other, but they still pretend to be good buddies.

Especially Meng Xinyou, when he danced with Lu Xi, he was criticized terribly.

When Song Xiwei watched their rehearsal for the first time, she said sharply: "The dance is okay, but there is no soul."

What she said was quite subtle, but in fact she didn't have a group soul.

This doesn't look like a boy group.

Lu Xi patted him on the shoulder and said, "He probably thinks the same way. Thinking about how unhappy he is, I feel quite at ease."

"Pfft." Wu Chenghuan laughed, "Mr. Lu, your way of comforting people is really unique."

"Thank you for the compliment, I'm just telling the truth." Lu Xi said.

"Are you thirsty? I'll go in and get a bottle of water to moisten your throat. Shall I bring you a bottle?" Wu Chenghuan stood up and asked.

Lu Xi was too lazy to move, wanting to save energy and jump up and down later, so she nodded.

He softly sang his lyrics, habitually using the waiting time to familiarize himself with the movements in his mind.

Unknowingly, there was a person standing next to him.

He thought it was Wu Chenghuan who came back, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."

A bottle of water appeared in his hand, he just wanted to grab it, but the bottle was suddenly taken away.

A hand took him.

Lu Xi raised her head and saw He Junchao standing in front of him.

Wearing a sequined suit and changing his hairstyle, he looks handsome and dazzling.

"Why are you here?" Lu Xi seemed a little unresponsive, still squatting on the ground, staring at him blankly.

Ever since Lu Zhanyang said those words to him that night, he had been hiding from He Junchao for several days.

As long as it is where he appears, as long as he can't go away, Lu Xi will quickly disappear from his sight.

He Junchao mentioned his handshake on the Internet, and said condescendingly: "Just like you, come out and be lazy for a while."

Lu Xi stood up, but because she squatted for too long, her eyes went dark, and she wobbled unsteadily.

Below him was the steps, and He Junchao immediately put his arms around his waist and said, "Be careful."

After Lu Xi stood firm, she immediately distanced herself from him, took a step back, lowered her head and said, "Thank you."

He Junchao raised the water bottle, unscrewed the cap and handed it to him, "Here, have a drink, we're going to be on stage later."

Lu Xi was still a little slow, one command and one movement, took two sips of water.

"What's the matter these few days, are you in a bad mood?" He Junchao couldn't see the expression on his face, and asked in an unobtrusive tone as much as possible.

Lu Xi exerted some force on her fingers, and the plastic bottle made a crackling sound.

He pinched the bottle until it deformed, and said, "No."

He Junchao's eyes fell on him.

A black loose-fitting sports vest makes his skin whiter, and a row of letter tattoos under his left ear are paired with Crochet stud earrings.

The delicate clavicle is like a small upside-down bowl, and there are also deer horn tattoos on the forearm, with strong color contrast.

Under the dim light, he looked more energetic and eye-catching.

He Junchao's Adam's apple twitched, and said, "The ears are beautiful."

Lu Xi touched the back of her right ear subconsciously, not knowing why he said such a sentence suddenly.

"Well, it's a gift from a fan." He explained, "It's the one you gave me back last time."

He Junchao thought to himself, it was really a gift from a fan.

He should be the legendary boyfriend fan, damn it.

Of course Lu Xi didn't know what he was thinking, he was still thinking about what he was thinking just now, hesitantly said: "Well, I want to ask you something."

"Tell me." He Junchao relied on him to lower his eyebrows and look at him more openly.

A black vest with overalls and Martin boots, not to mention, although Lu Xi rarely wears this style, it really looks good.

He actually has a little pride of being a boyfriend fan in his heart, look, my little angel looks beautiful in anything.

While the two were thinking wildly, suddenly there were a few noises from the grass next to them.

This is the back door leading to the parking lot, but because there is a duty booth outside, there are very few idlers entering and exiting, but it is not ruled out that someone enters by mistake.

He Junchao glanced aside vigilantly, and a man with a turban wrapped around his head rushed out of the darkness, holding a small bucket of something like paint in his hand.

In the next second, He Junchao turned around instinctively, blocking Lu Xi.

Lu Xi was thinking of words when she was suddenly hugged tightly by him. Just as he was about to struggle, he felt some cool liquid splashed on his face.

The man poured a whole bucket of red paint on He Junchao's back, and then the security guard shouted from a distance: "Stop! That big sister, you can't go in!"

Lu Xi's side face was pressed against He Junchao's chest, vaguely aware of what happened.He was about to push He Junchao away to see how he was doing, but he was hugged even tighter.

"Don't move." He Junchao took him two steps back, making sure that he was leaning against the eaves, and then let go.

"Stay here."

The surrounding lights were dim, and Lu Xi couldn't see the scene in front of her at all. He only knew that after He Junchao let go of him, he and the security guard went after that person.

He was about to catch up immediately, but Wu Chenghuan ran out from inside, grabbed him and said, "We're coming to you soon, what the hell is wrong with your face?"

Lu Xi raised the back of her hand and rubbed it, the red paint smeared her hand.

"My God, what can I do!" Wu Chenghuan jumped up and down anxiously, "Come with me, and find the makeup artist sister to make it up!"

He hurriedly dragged Lu Xi in, and called a makeup artist to help him fix it.

Lu Xi's chest rose and fell, and she frowned tightly.

Wu Chenghuan thought he was worried about makeup, so he comforted him: "It's okay, the stage is far away, so the audience can't see it. By the way, where did you rub such a face?"

Others also came over one after another, Qi Nan found a wet towel and wiped the paint on the back of his hand.

Meng Xinyou folded her arms beside her and said with a sneer, "Isn't it? You lost the chain at a critical moment? Don't hurt us all."

Lu Xi looked at him for a few seconds, making him uncomfortable, rubbed his arms and said, "Why are you staring at me, you are the one who wants to go out and run around, you deserve it."

Meng Xinyou turned around and left angrily, Wu Chenghuan said: "Damn crazy, ignore him."

Lu Xi thought to herself, judging by this reaction, it shouldn't be him who did it.With his courage, he probably couldn't do it.

He exhaled irritably, wondering if He Junchao and the others had caught anyone, he would be on stage to host in a while, his costume and hairstyle were all ruined, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"It's your turn, hurry up." The field controller came over and urged.

Now that the stage was approaching, Lu Xi didn't have much time to think, so she hurried onto the stage with everyone.

The mentor's lounge next door was also in chaos. Dimon called He Junchao's cell phone over and over again, but no one answered.

Song Xiwei grabbed the script and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll go up for him first, and we'll talk about it later when we find someone."

"I don't know where this guy has gone, I'll go with you." Teacher Hope also got up and said.

Lu Xi stood under the stage, in the radiant field of vision, the audience was crowded with people.

It is the Red Sea that he has dreamed of for a long time, and it belongs to his cheering color.

But at this moment, he couldn't arouse his interest at all, but his mind was full of He Junchao's figure.

Just now, he used his back to help him block everything, isolating all filth and harm.

I don't know if he is safe now, does that person have any sharp weapons with him or something.

Lu Xi closed her eyes forcefully, then opened them again.

A faint voice in his heart said to him, it's over, something is wrong with you.

For the first time, he lost interest in the stage.

The author has something to say: PD is up again, Mr. Lu—it's over.