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The stage layout of the ultimate PK of "Let's Travel Together" is very similar to the appearance of the "Star Tour" draft, with gorgeous lighting, cool and dazzling.

Hundreds of spectators gathered at the scene, and the six specially invited instructors turned their backs to the stage, waiting for the students who were worth turning around for.

The list of mentors had been announced the night before, Wang Yan, Jin Chen, Les, Lu Junchao, Yan Chufei, and Lu Changfeng.

The first three are all veteran figures in the music and film industry, while the latter Lu Junchao and Yan Chufei are representatives of traffic, and they were once very popular.

As one of the popular idols, Lu Changfeng should be ranked among the last three.

Surprisingly, he sat in the C position.

Netizens scolded or not, not to mention for the time being, Yan Ze and Meng Le in the backstage had been scolding all morning, and they couldn't figure out why they suddenly became mentors when they had agreed to be rivals.

Isn't this slapping them in the face, saying that their status is not equal?

Especially since he was still sitting in the C position, it was even more annoying.

"Actually, that's pretty good." Lin Ran comforted them with a smile, "In the end, the instructor only accounted for 60% of the points, and the audience accounted for 40%. Lu Changfeng's popularity has always been very high. Without him, it will be beneficial to us."

Meng Le held her chin and muttered, "I'm just not convinced. I debuted in the same year as him, and they both came out of a talent show. Why can he sit in the position of a mentor to criticize me now?"

Yan Ze patted her on the head and comforted her: "I want to be more open. I participated in "Star Road" at the same time as him, and we were formed by the same group. Don't I have to give him a review now?"

Meng Le thought for a while, then raised her head and said, "Yes, I remember that you two debuted together back then. You and Lu Changfeng should have known each other for two years. How is your relationship? Will you let me know?"

"Dream." Qi Yue poured cold water on him with a dirty face, "Like Yan Ze, Lu Changfeng came out of TGO. Do you think he will trip up his former teammates? It's not bad if he doesn't let the water go."

After Qi Yue left, Meng Le quietly whispered in Yan Ze's ear: "Let me tell you, Brother Qi must be angrier than the two of us. Yan Chufei was pulled up by him at the beginning, and now he is a mentor." Yes, he must feel ashamed."

"It doesn't seem to be a matter of face, but I feel that Brother Qi simply hates Yan Chufei, and he hates Yan Chufei more and more. Every time he sees him, his face stretches very long."

"Nonsense, brother Qi looks good on everyone, okay..."

The two of them were muttering there, and after a while, Lu Changfeng and TGO were brought up again.

Meng Le asked how their relationship was, and if it was not good, they could sow dissension, which would be beneficial to them, and then asked Lu Changfeng's character, whether he would accept sex* temptation, let him do it if he could, or threaten him if he couldn't. become.

Yan Ze said angrily that he would not do it, and finally got annoyed, covered his ears and wailed: "My little ancestor, I joined TGO in 17. He just announced his solo flight at that time. I don't know him well. Didn't say a word, okay? I just..."

""Love Like the Wind" was first released on TGO's first album "JAY". in front of you, you know?"

Yan Ze looked into his eyes, and suddenly froze for a moment, just as he was about to say something, Shen Qing was called out by Li Su.

When they passed by, Shen Qing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sing well, you used to be the lead singer and guitarist of TGO, don't lose face in front of your teammates, try to improve the score, I don't have to."

As early as a few days ago, Shen Qing had expressed that he didn't want to go up, and told them to go for it. He, a trash who knows nothing but acting, just wanted to lie down and win.

Qi Yue disagreed, so he forced him to go up and make up a few sentences, so as not to be sprayed into a sieve by netizens again.

Shen Qing refused: "I'm an idiot, and I have uncoordinated hands and feet. I can't cure the problems that came out of my mother's womb."

Qi Yue sneered and said that he could cure all diseases, so he dragged him into the recording studio and forced him to record a song.

A few minutes later, Qi Yue came out from inside with a pale face, and called the rest of the people together. After a long silence, he took a breath and said, "Don't draw lots, Shen Qing will be the last one to play, and the others will play by ear, so don't decide first."

Meng Le said pleasantly: "Brother Qing is the finale?"

"Fucking shit." Qi Yue scolded, frowned and said, "He's just looking for scolding when he comes on stage at that level, I guess the black powder has already been sprayed into a sieve by passers-by before it's torn apart."

"Tomorrow, you all work hard to increase the score, and give netizens the illusion that the boss is too lazy to make a move. Don't let people see his true level."

Meng Le was puzzled, "The real level?"

Qi Yue glanced at the puzzled crowd, and finally looked at Yan Ze expressionlessly, and asked, "Didn't he stay in TGO? Why did he go out of tune and look like that? I just sprinkled some rice on the piano. Bring any chicken over here, and the pecking sound will be better than him!"

"Impossible." Meng Le retorted angrily, "Brother Qing doesn't seem like a person who can't sing, no matter how bad it is, you're just too demanding! I'll try it, isn't it just a little out of tune, what you said It's too much..."

She walked away cursing.

Half an hour later, Meng Le came out with a dull expression. After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes and said, "I think we should hurry up and think about how to defeat TGO."

After a pause, he added: "Unless Brother Qing doesn't play to lower the total score."

After finishing speaking, he held his head and muttered to himself: "We must not let him play, he will die, this lethality is too strong, it hurts his ears..."

Everyone: "..."

After multiple appraisals by several professional singers, Shen Qing was finally pushed to the finale position forcibly - even if he was beaten to death, he would not be allowed to take the position.

Others want money for singing, but he wants his life.

Several people rehearsed non-stop for several days in a row, just to protect Shen Qing and try to destroy TGO before he played.

Because this talent competition is based on the premise of the score system, adopting a nine-round five-win system

As long as they have won five rounds before, they can directly give up the last round.

Although they may be scorned by their opponents, at least Shen Qing's idol baggage and image have been maintained, which is more important to them than anything else.

While the rest of the people were working overtime and rehearsing, Shen Qing just leaned on the side with his arms folded and watched silently. He especially liked to stare at Yan Ze and Meng Le.

Sometimes I can't help but frown when I see half of it.

Whenever this time, they knew what he was going to say.

"Again."

"wrong."

"Emotions are not in place."

"Stop, the handling here is wrong..."

Every time Yan Ze heard his voice, he felt a creepy feeling, as if he had returned to the fear of being stared at by the captain's death at any time during the rehearsal.

Meng Le was even worse. She entered the entertainment circle for tickets and talent. She hadn't practiced seriously since she debuted for a few years, and it was all based on feeling.

Neither the manager nor the music teacher dared to scold her, so she had lived a particularly nourishing life in the past few years, and she was simply unrestrained.

But now Shen Qing dared not to be vague when talking about her problems, at most he comforted her with "the voice is beautiful".

But both of them are very obedient, without any conflicts in their hearts, thinking that Shen Qing doesn't understand or pretends to understand, picking bones in the egg, or saying something weird: "You can do it."

Even after Qi Yue was pointed out by Shen Qing, he just yelled: "You are so fucking good at theoretical knowledge, why is it so useless in actual combat? You are also so good at singing, do I need to practice so hard?!"

He was so angry that he wanted to drop the guitar in his hand.

Only Guan Yulu would occasionally come here to seek death when he had nothing to do, and responded to Shen Qing's "talking is better than singing".

She was sprayed by Meng Le for three to ten minutes in one breath. If it wasn't for Yan Ze's pull, she would probably have copied him.

The lights were on on the stage, the voice of the host came backstage, and the applause of the audience was warm and expectant.

It's about to start, the first game is Lin Ran vs TGO Vice Team He Zhou.

The rest of the contestants on both sides stared at the stage in the waiting room, gearing up and competing secretly.

Only Shen Qing who was called out by Li Su was still standing in the corridor.

Because of the beginning of the show, there were not even a few staff members here, and it was empty, just like when he walked through the long corridor of the hospital in a wheelchair after the "Star Tour" draft five years ago.

"You came to me because you want me to give up struggling and not to play, right?"

The one standing opposite was not Li Su, but Ling Hao, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The staff lied to him.

Ling Hao looked the same as he did a few months ago, he still had the same frivolous and evil look, with cold and arrogant eyes.

No matter who you look at, you look at it with disdain, as if you want to play with everyone in the palm of your hand.

"Are you still angry with me, Shen Qing?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it seemed as if he had removed all the camouflage from his body. His voice was actually soft. If someone else listened to him, he might still be able to hear sighs and helplessness.

But it was impossible for Shen Qing.

No matter whether Ling Hao was crying or laughing, scolding or boasting, asking for warmth, or punching and kicking, he was always in the same way—the way he was given to him ten years ago.

Ling Hao seemed to be used to his indifference, and said to himself: "Two months ago, I was imprisoned abroad by my grandfather, and I just escaped recently. I heard from Jason that it was Ji Rufeng who threatened me..."

"Don't mention Jason to me, I don't want to beat someone at this time." Shen Qing interrupted him impatiently.

"Also, if you came to find me because you want to go back to China, I can call Rufeng right now and ask him to tell your grandfather to let you come back."

Ling Hao looked at him quietly without speaking.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first. I will contact you if there is nothing to do in the future. Don't call if you can."

"Shen Qing." When he turned around, Ling Hao suddenly grabbed him, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "I have something to ask you."

Shen Qing lightly shook off his hand, and frowned impatiently: "Fart quickly, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Ling Hao looked down at his eyes, and Shen Qing's cold and alienated face was reflected in the dark pupils, without any excessive emotions, not even anger.

He said: "If what I said ten years ago was not disgusting, but I love you, would there still be Ji Rufeng?"