The popularity of the top stream was forced to be officially announced

The audition competition is in the final stage of the finals, and the week before the decision to debut as a group member, the program group will plan a stage for cooperation in order to increase the popularity of the audition.

Song Mingxuan and a group of trainees were invited into the big classroom, and they cheered after hearing the announcement from the program sponsor.

After playing the songs that will be collaborated, the trainees choose the songs they want to perform in order according to the ranking.

Song Mingxuan, who was ranked in the middle and lower reaches, was thinking about his several candidate songs in his heart, and analyzed which song the trainees ranked ahead of him would go to.

Soon, full tracks turn gray.

Song Mingxuan took a deep breath. His singing and dancing skills were not outstanding among the hundreds of trainees. It is not an exaggeration to call him a half-way monk. He sings with a big white voice, and dances all depend on his talent. He can choose a stage for cooperation without messing up. There are not many of them. During the audition, cute songs with a sweet style are his first choice. He has no courage to try other songs that require a big lead singer, dancer, and rapper. Popular fans scolded, if he messes up the cooperation stage, even passers-by will join the crusade camp.

"Confession of the Future" practice room.

Song Mingxuan pushed open the door, and glanced at the three or two people in the room. Sure enough, most of them chose challenging songs, and only people with little ability like them would choose this song.

Long wait, Little Sweet Song is full.

Song Mingxuan didn't know them very well, and was sitting in a corner in a daze when suddenly there was a clicking sound.

The player in the house jumped out of a practice room.

The full version of the confession sounded in the future, but the practice room was unexpectedly not a cute dance, a little handsome and mischievous.

The six trainees were watching with enthusiasm.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Song Mingxuan was startled, isn't it full?Why is there still someone knocking on the door.

The door opens.

The director team said at the right time: "Your co-guest has arrived."

The six trainees waited with bated breath.

"Hello." The cold magnetic voice came into their ears along with the sound of footsteps.

Song Mingxuan was dumbfounded: Is it too late for me to quit now?

The visitor glanced over them, and finally landed on Song Mingxuan.

The applause of applause suddenly resounded.

Song Mingxuan looked at the person who came up and wondered whether he should pretend to do business or not.

"Unhappy?" The cold voice lingered in the spacious practice room.

The trainees who were still cheering were stunned, expressing their doubts for some reason.

Song Mingxuan watched the other party staring straight at him, and his scalp tightened: "No, no, no, it's just too unexpected, I'm very happy!"

Shu Ling glanced at him lightly, and she wasn't too embarrassed under the camera.

Next is the time to assign lyrics, decide the c position and captain.

The six trainees chose Shu Ling as the C position without any hesitation, and everyone's rankings were also in the category of being unable to make it out. Now that it's the final stage, the C position has become unimportant, and everything has become a reality. Foregone conclusion, can not make much change.

"Song Mingxuan, do you want C position?" Shu Ling suddenly asked when everyone was about to start selecting the captain, "You keep looking down at me, you seem to have some idea?"

Song Mingxuan, who stayed in the corner and wished he could become invisible, was dumbfounded. He had a thousand words to ask about this, all of which turned into helplessness and grievance: "No, senior, you are our well-deserved C position."

"Senior?" Shu Ling repeated.

Song Mingxuan understood that the other party was deliberately picking on him!

really.

"We debuted together, how can you count as your senior." Shu Ling curled her lips, and looked at her former teammate who became embarrassed with great satisfaction, "It's the same as before, just call me by my name."

"..." Song Mingxuan.

The remaining five trainees felt that the atmosphere on the scene was a bit weird, and they all became dumb.

Song Mingxuan and Shu Ling confronted each other for a while, and then he spread his eight-toothed smile and called out very sweetly: "Okay, Shu Shu."

A kind of feeling of climbing up the pole, even getting an inch, and feeling like a bitch.

The eyelids of the others twitched, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

Song Mingxuan is now a Buddha, since you are rushing to give me heat, then I will not be polite, hehe.

Suddenly being called by such an intimate name, the expression on Shu Ling's face became hardened, and her deep black pupils fixedly shined into the clean and refreshing man in front of her.

The two years of silence did not leave traces of fatigue and vicissitudes on this person. On the contrary, more and more wonderful reactions made the other person's image more vivid and interesting, which was very different from the person I gradually remembered.

Shu Ling's eyes flickered slightly, as if frightened, she stopped teasing Song Mingxuan.

The atmosphere finally seemed normal.

The practice room was bustling again, and the practice room that was halfway through the paper flipping and playing on the screen was opened again.

And Song Mingxuan, who was reading the lyrics and the practice room with everyone, subconsciously squeezed the lyrics list tightly. He felt inexplicably as if he was being entangled by something, and a dark but cold breath slid from his cheek to his collarbone, and then got into his clothes, like Crawled by poisonous snakes from the damp darkness of deep caves.

He raised his head and looked around in shock. Except for the trainees who were buried in the lyrics, the only top performer with a stool raised his eyebrows slightly at him. The person who was supposed to be stern and ascetic suddenly showed a hint of evil and dominance at this moment. aggression.

Song Mingxuan had to say that he really wanted to escape now, and he always felt that if he stayed any longer, he might be swallowed by the blackened protagonist, including the flesh and bones.

He shouldn't be floating, thinking that the other party just wants to embarrass him, and he also bears the title of a heartless scumbag. The protagonist must disdain him, so how can he have the slightest interest?

Shu Ling didn't hide her desire at all, and found that Song Mingxuan seemed to understand it completely, and couldn't restrain the excitement of the neurological hormones.

It's amazing.

Crawled out of hell and endured the mask of a normal person for many years, but someone has already seen through it.

Song Mingxuan swore that he never had a moment when he wanted to end the audition as soon as possible. Anyway, he couldn't make his debut, and it was useless to stay on the show. Instead of worrying about the male lead doing something wrong, can he afford to hide?It's a pity that he can only think about it. He has no background and no support, and he has no willful capital.

The lyrics for Confession of the Future have already been assigned, and what he got was the sub-vocal part, which is worth two to three lines, and now he is starting to rehearse the dance.

Shu Ling is a busy person, and it is impossible to train with them. Currently, several of their trainees are practicing together.

In the practice room, due to the serious practice of the six trainees, a layer of fog has formed on the mirror.

Song Mingxuan tilted his head to shake off the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes. His whole body seemed to be submerged in water. He couldn't hold on and fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

While he was resting, the door of the practice room was pushed open, and a hazy slender figure was reflected in the foggy mirror.

"Mingxuan?" A warm male voice sounded.

Song Mingxuan moved: "Huh?" He got up with difficulty, trying to see who was looking for him.

"How long have you been practicing?" The voice approached, with surprise.

Song Mingxuan raised his eyelids tiredly: "Jiaxian Yu, what are you doing here?"

"What, I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Jiaxian Yu's handsome face showed dissatisfaction.

Song Mingxuan: "It doesn't mean that."

"Hey, I actually wanted to ask you if you want to go to the convenience store." Jia Xianyu looked at the tired-looking person with some hesitation, and said in a rather complaining tone, "They didn't even go with me."

Song Mingxuan: "..." So I'm the one you picked?

Jiaxian Yu scratched his head, turned around and left: "Forget it, I'll go alone."

"Wait." Song Mingxuan grabbed the corner of the other person's clothes, saw the person turned his head, and said, "I happen to be hungry too, and the cafeteria should be almost closed. I'll go with you."

"You haven't eaten yet?" Jiaxian Yu was surprised.

Song Mingxuan got up: "I forgot, let's go." But before walking out of the practice room, he turned around and asked the other people in the room if they wanted to go to the convenience store together.

The answer was no.

He didn't bother too much, and just followed Jiaxian Yu away.

Although the ranking is low, he basically associates with the top few popular players. Even the eliminated roommates are not that familiar. At that time, in order to be able to stay, he had a few more shots, and he was really thinking about how to get close to the discussion. Tall player members.

He also gained a group of fans because of this, and was able to stay in the finals.

He was really unfamiliar with those people who ranked lower, and he had nothing to say.

"What are you thinking, I won't agree to talk to you!"

Song Mingxuan was staggered by the slap, and felt that he was about to suffer internal injuries because of the slap: "Ahem, speak well if you have something to say, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!"

Jiaxian Yu wanted to strangle him, but he gave up when he saw that he was sweating all over: "Take your mind off."

"What did you tell me just now?" Song Mingxuan changed the subject.

Jia Xianyu: "What do you want to buy? I heard that the convenience store has a new batch of goods. I am curious and want to try it."

Song Mingxuan: "Bento."

"That bento doesn't taste good at all." Jiaxian Yu immediately disliked it.

Song Mingxuan: "Have you bought it?"

"Sure, otherwise why tell you it's unpalatable." Jiaxian Yu said, "I bought a piece of fish-flavored shredded pork because it looked good, and threw it away after I tasted it. It's better to go to the cafeteria. Those clear soups in the cafeteria Even less water is more delicious than bento."

Didn't expect it to be so unpalatable.Song Mingxuan frowned, and said with difficulty: "Then I'll make instant noodles."

When living in poverty, he spent some time with instant noodles and steamed buns with pickled vegetables. He felt that he was going to throw up when he smelled instant noodles, so he thought about it.

"I'd better buy bread." He murmured.

The whereabouts of the two going to the convenience store together late at night was photographed by fans, which attracted fans who were waiting to feed and scratch their lungs and want to see their idols, frantically licking the screen and reposting.

And Jia Xianyu and Song Mingxuan's cp Chaohua, like chicken blood, rushed to the number one position on the ranking list.

Song Mingxuan, who had no time to play with his mobile phone, didn't know it. As a night owl who surfed the Internet for a long time, Jia Xianyu sent him the interesting analysis posts he saw, and invited him to appreciate the rich nonsense of netizens.