Debut in the C position of the sand sculpture game [Unlimited]

The contestants retreated to the sides like frightened fish.

"Wow, the dancing king of Xinshou Village, although he is handsome and powerful, it is hard to describe his passiveness."

"I heard that he got into Sangong several times, but in the end, because his passive was useless against team battles, and his attack power against mentors was low, he missed out on forming a group."

"That's right, the three males are judged by the mentors, and only the final group will be selected based on the audience's popularity. But u1s1, if he passes the Sangong's popularity, his popularity will be quite strong."

As soon as Nan looked up, there was a tall, handsome silver-haired guy standing in the middle of the crowd, with a trumpet commonly used by the aunts of the neighborhood committee tied around his tight waist, and Balabala repeated those few words.

Lu Zhu walked around the square three times at a leisurely pace, and was rejected by all the contestants. Finally, he sat on the edge of the steps with a loudspeaker on his shoulder, next to Nan Yi.

"Ugh."

Life is not easy, the spiritual boy sighed.

The two sat side by side, Professor Nan, who liked to be quiet, covered his ears, and moved to the side.

Lu Zhu raised his eyebrows slightly: "?"

Nan Yi stared ahead: "The two of us are still on the hot search list, it's better to sit far away."

"What's the matter?" Lu Zhu propped up his hands, and leaned a few centimeters towards the south, "We are really destined, we can even be miserable in the same shape."

Nan Yi put down his hand and said calmly: "How can you not find your teammates if you are passive?"

Lu Zhu took off the big horn on his waist, put it on the ground, and sighed: "What else can I do? You must be jealous of my popularity, and I'm afraid I will steal C."

Nan Yi shook his head helplessly, and finally knew why this strange thing was always being brushed off by San Gong.

Nan Yi frowned: "Can you close it?"

"I'll close it when I find my teammates."

"..."

After a while, most players found the team and left.Nan Yi and Lu Zhu were still sitting on the steps, like children waiting for their parents to pick them up after school.

Lu Zhu propped his head up, smiling with peachy eyes: "Naiyi, why don't we form a team first? You do splits, I act, we are a perfect match!"

Nan Yi nodded slightly: "Thank you, no need."

It is his limit to be able to bear being harassed these days.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhu's loudspeaker was almost out of power, and the two of them were still sitting in a mess in the wind.

Lu Zhu sat on his buttocks: "Naiyi, trust me, let's not be blown by the cold wind here."

"No." Nan Yi raised his sweater collar and sighed, "...I haven't practiced passive yet, and teaming up with others may not help me."

Lu Zhu: "How can I help you, just be happy! Besides, there are still four days, enough practice!"

"..."

Seeing Nan Yi repeatedly refusing, Lu Zhu's dark eyes flickered slightly, and it seemed that he could only use his trump card.He picked up the horn again, pressed the button on the horn with his slender index finger, and Jiangnan Tannery stopped immediately.

Professor Nan, whose ears were quiet, let out a sigh of relief.

But then, the loudspeaker howled again, but in a different style: "Poor me, 嘤嘤嘤 o(╥﹏╥)o, I can't find my teammate Sang Xin!"

Nan Yi was shocked in place, this person actually prepared two versions!

The soft-hearted Nan Yi couldn't bear such soft and cute bombardment, and finally spit out good words.

Nan Yi thought it was amazing, it was the first time he had talked so much with others in a social situation, and he was not cold.

After the two teamed up, it was already lunch time, and there were only a few dozen people still wandering around in the square.

Lu Zhu pulled Nan Yi to continue looking for teammates in the square, but everyone saw that one of them was not passive, and the other was passive, so they all refused. The charm damage, passive and teamwork are very important, and it is the last round to fight for popularity.

"Woo, are you still short of people, woo!"

As soon as Nan turned his head, a young chubby man with a round face, bean eyes and a short nose pulled his clothes, and sniffed his nose; standing next to him was a tall, thin man with a square face and squinting eyes. .

Nan Yi nodded lightly: "Hi, we..."

The fat meat on both sides of Xiaopang trembled, and he interrupted cautiously: "Wuwu, don't say that you two are so ugly and want to be a boy group. If you don't want to, just shake your head."

Squinting her eyes, she kept touching her tears: "Woo, we promise we won't be slow in singing and dancing, give us a chance!"

Lu Zhu snorted, "Both brothers, we haven't spoken yet, why are we crying?"

Nan Yi sighed, "Actually, the two of us were also picked out."

The two were choked up in crying, and Xiaopang's eyes widened: "Is there anyone who wants to be so good-looking?"

Lu Zhu wiped his bangs: "It's a sin to be too handsome."

"..." Nan Yi thought for a while, "Actually, I haven't even practiced passive, if you two don't dislike it..."

Xiaopang said with a nasal voice, "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!"

Squinting eyes quickly waved his hands: "No problem! We will help you together!"

Nan glanced at Lu Zhu, Lu Zhu's peachy eyes were slightly bent, and the sharp eyebrows and eyes were a bit less aggressive.

Nan Yi: "OK."

"Yeah! I can finally be on Sangong's stage!" Xiaopang jumped up, tears and hope flashed in Douzi's eyes.The next day, Nan Yi went to the game mall to shop in front of the practice room.

Nan Yi stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then bit the bullet and went in.

NPC: "My dear, what can I do for you?"

Nan Yi frowned slightly, hesitantly asked: "Are there... trousers that can be split?"

NPC: "Of course, dear, we provide auxiliary props - black silk and short skirts, to escort your splits, which one do you want to use?"

Nan Yi closed his cold eyes, the battle between heaven and man in his heart——

"He wants both!"

Lu Zhu's arrogant voice came from behind.

NPC: "Okay!"

Nan Yi: "?"

In the end, Nan Yi gave the black silk and short skirt he bought to Lu Zhu.

Don't ask, asking is for face.

Sangong, that is, the last stage, the team must not only advance, but also perform well, because after the promotion, the four debut positions and the C position will be determined according to popularity.

In the next four days, the four rehearsed singing, dancing and formation together in the practice room.At the beginning, Nan Yi Pai Wu was a little bit tied up, but with the encouragement of the three teammates, she gradually let go of her heart, showing amazing dolphin sound and splitting skills, and tried to combine the two, doing the splits while doing the dolphin sound.

Lu Zhu is worthy of being the dance king of Xinshou Village, and he is proficient in all wave handstands and twirling.

To Nan Yi's surprise, Xiao Pang and Squint's basic skills are very solid, and their stage performances are very individual. In order to maximize the output of charm, they decided to put Lu Zhu and Nan Yi, who are in charge of the facade, in front. And squint the rear row to stabilize the output.

In just four days, the four of them cultivated a very high tacit understanding.

Nan Yi often waits for his teammates to fall asleep and still sweats in the practice room, but he has never evolved to be passive.

The remaining three decided to play by ear. After all, they were veteran players with rich acting experience.

San Gong site.

The auditorium was densely packed with flashing light boards with players' names, and the fan groups fought against each other. The screams of support almost overturned the roof of the stadium. Standing at the entrance, Nan Yi felt that the floor was trembling.

The stage this time is the final selection, and the system was built with huge sums of money. It is composed of two golden arches. Below each arch is a black gold circular stage, which is handed over to two groups of contestants to perform. The transparent floor and The lampposts on the round arch complement each other, revealing the extravagance of European romanticism.

The four of them waited in line to enter the arena. Lu Zhu put his hands in his pockets and hummed a ditty. He was wearing that flamboyant black jacket as always, and his silver hair was raised back neatly, revealing his handsome facial features with deep outlines.

On the other hand, Nan Yi has a plain face, with a cool breath between his soft eyebrows and eyes. He is wearing the beige sweater that has been washed with a fragrance of soap, and it is specially used for splitting. Loose wool long johns for outerwear.

He no longer worried about the splits collapsing, at most he opened the thread.

Yan Hao is capricious!

The chubby and squinting eyes behind him were dressed in suits with light makeup. Xiaopang specially tied a red collar around his neck, and his round chin trembled up and down as he walked, which was very cute.

As soon as the four of them stepped into the arena, the girl in the auditorium couldn't hold back anymore, and her shouts abruptly overwhelmed the cheers of the other contestants.Since forming a team with Lu Zhu, the harassment of Nan Yi by Lu Zhu and Du Wei has gradually decreased.

"Stay in a SZD! Ahh!"

"Looking at that look, it's clearly love. I'm dead!"

"The husband of the whole people and the head of his wife's regiment!"

The straight man Nan stopped in his tracks, pursed his lips and took a deep breath, deducing the physical formula in his mind.

Lu Zhu nodded to greet the fans, and reminded in a low voice: "Hold on, Nai Yi, give fans candies!"

"Sweetie?" Nan Yijun frowned, and touched his trouser pocket, "What if I don't have any?"

Lu Zhu leaned close to Nan Yi's ear, breathing warmly: "You are."

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