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Xu Xi once again confirmed Wu Gou's "omnipotent" stereotype of him.The difficulty of his first two stages was ranked among the top three on the current stage. Perhaps Lu Yaoyu and the two of them have developed resilience. This time, the melody of the song was suddenly changed to a more soothing one, and the dance was not that difficult. , even though it was the first time as c and captain, he was not in a hurry.Wu Gou performed in the same group with him twice, and it was easy to match his rhythm. The other three people also blended in very well. The atmosphere in the group was the most relaxed and pleasant.

The "calmness" of Xu Xun's group can be seen from the fact that Wu Gou cooks for them supper.

More than half of the recording of the program has passed, and the contestants and selection officials have already become very familiar with each other.Xu Xun has mastered the skill of borrowing things with his face as early as the beginning, and now it is not difficult to borrow food and kitchen utensils.The materials and tools were all there, and Wu Gou didn't play tricks, so he cooked the pot noodles with the pitifully few ingredients that Xu Xun asked for.

Boil tomato soup, add borrowed bibimbap sauce, vegetables, ham sausage and noodles in the pot one after another. There is no technical content, but the movements are very skillful, and it looks like a novice who has never cooked before.Wu enough to put down all the ingredients except the king oyster mushrooms, cut the remaining king oyster mushrooms into thick slices and fried them, and simply sprinkled a few grains of salt and pepper, and finished a pot of noodles and noodles in a quarter of an hour A piece of cake.

In addition to the members of this group, there are also other trainees who have borrowed the sauce and follow the fragrance.Looking at a large pot of noodles, it is actually a small bowl for each person.Wu Gou didn't even serve himself some, and only tasted a couple of bites from his bowl under Xu Xi's forced request.

"what about the taste?"

"The taste is not too strong or too weak, it's okay," Wu Gou said, feeling dumbfounded: "It's just average or not bad."

Xu Zun also tasted it himself, and the tomato soup stayed in his mouth for two seconds before eating. Xu Zun nodded affirmatively like Chen Yunyun took over the words to encourage them every time Sheng Rui finished commenting: "I think you are humble , actually delicious."

Wu Gou didn’t eat it by himself, but the chopsticks stretched out to the naked eye. He picked up a chopstick of Pleurotus eryngii and placed it in Xu Zi’s bowl on the reduced plate: “Then eat more, I really don’t want to eat, I eat what I cook Is it still less?"

A trainee only noticed that a large piece of Pleurotus eryngii was snatched away, and was planning to fight to the death, but when he saw that it was Wu Gou who did it, he shrank immediately.He looked at it aggrievedly, but in the end he still didn't have the nerve to ask Wu enough to ask for it. He only hoped that Xu Xun could eat it quickly so that he wouldn't miss it.

But Xu Xun was not in a hurry to move his chopsticks, and was still chatting with Wu Gou: "Do you often cook by yourself?"

"It's okay," Wu Gou said: "My sister works overtime or goes on business trips, sometimes I burn it, but they are all simple ones, and I don't know how to do complicated ones."

Xu Xun recalled Wu Gou washing and chopping vegetables, and thought that meant very often.

But did Wu Gou have a sister? He didn't mention it much before.Xu Zun looked around, and felt that this place like a hungry ghost was not suitable for chatting, so he didn't ask any more questions, but kept it in his heart.

"God enough is too virtuous," the person next to him wiped his eyes artificially after hearing the words: "Can I steal a god enough to take home and serve?"

Xu Zi interrupted indifferently: "You might as well offer a delivery software."

Everyone laughed loudly, and each exchanged their preparations for the Sangong stage.Wu Gou's teammate talked about the tragic experience of Sheng Rui's cold face forcing them to find a "love feeling", and they burst into tears.

"Fucking love, I'm still a baby." The trainee clapped his hands and then his thighs: "Do you know who the only one among the five of us is praised?"

Wu Gou was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to stop the other party.

"It's us, dare you believe it!"

Nearly ten pairs of eyes swept over in unison.Wu Gou shivered, and his entire back was instantly soaked in sweat: "Don't look at me like that, I'm nervous."

The only person who stared at Sheng Rui's death gaze and accurately got the love feeling that the other party wanted to express was indeed Wu Gou, although Wu Gou was as blank as everyone else in terms of emotion in the past.

Amidst the eyes of gossiping gossip, a trainee who still retained a bit of reason asked in a low voice, "Can you say this?", and the volume of the toilet bombing was overwhelmed in the next second.

"Do you know what kind of girl God likes?"

The trainee who was just saying that he had enough to eat and drink, and it was time to go to sleep, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he shouted very cooperatively: "I don't know!"

"Can sing!"

Everyone raised their hands and cheered: "That must—"

"Double ponytails!"

Everyone shouted again in unison: "Oh oh oh oh—"

The trainee, who was hesitant to speak before, continued to be shocked, until seeing Xu Xun's expression, he suddenly became sober.

"Hair is green!"

The cheers subtly paused for a while, and someone in the crowd had a faint guess, and subconsciously looked at Wu Gou who was squatting on the ground as if escaping reality.

"My Chinese name is Hatsune Miku!"

For a moment, the entire room was silent.

A person managed to find his own voice, tried to smile, and said dryly: "Hmm...is this unexpected and reasonable?"

Xu Wei's expression remained unchanged, he squatted down next to Wu Gou, rubbed the other person's hair encouragingly, and said out of habit: "It's such a big deal, don't make a fuss, it's scary."

Until everyone dispersed, Wu Gou and the others cleaned up the scene and returned to the practice room. Wu Gou's ears were still pink.Teammates didn't expect Wu Gou's face to be so thin-skinned after such a long time, and now he felt a little guilty, trying to find topics to coax others.

"Having said that, I heard that Yigong was too nervous to speak during the rehearsal. Is that true?"

Wu Enough glanced at Xu Xun, and said without hesitation, "It's true."

The teammate nodded: "I didn't really believe it before, but now I think it's true."

At the end, I sighed again: "It's too easy to be embarrassed if you are a god."

No, Xu Zi retorted silently in his heart.

It is true that Wu Gou is often embarrassed, and it is true that he is nervous at every turn, but the nature of the two is different.The former is caused by personality, while the latter is more of a physiological stress response.

However, Xu Zi only denied it in his heart, and didn't say anything.

Getting along day and night has made Wu Gou become friends with more and more people, but Xu Xun is still the only one who knows this.This is not something that everyone needs to know, and Xu Zi doesn't want it to become known to everyone.

Wu Gou told them "it's much better now", and then subconsciously glanced at Xu Xun.

"That's true. We all think that your second husband's performance is much better than your first." The teammates unanimously agreed, and asked Wu enough curiously how he did it.

"Uh... close your eyes, take a deep breath, and feel the world?"

Teammate: "...All right." You shouldn't expect Wu to say anything.

They didn't really intend to learn from Wu Gou's practical chicken soup such as "learn the following, and no longer have to worry about being nervous on stage", and the topic turned back to Pleurotus eryngii, which tastes like spicy noodles.

Wu Gou was finally no longer the center of the topic, and after relaxing his mind, he silently retreated into the corner he was used to.

Closing eyes and taking a deep breath are both true. Wu Gou never lies, but selectively omits the most critical part.

He didn't know whether these well-known tricks would still be effective without Xu Xun, but this was not what his teammates really cared about.And if it is not necessary, Wu Gou subconsciously does not want to let everyone know this secret.

As long as it is result-oriented, although Wu Gou will still be nervous instinctively, but he still manages to control the impact of physiological reactions on the stage presentation, then it is okay for no one to know the middle process.After the successful conclusion of the third performance, Wu Gou thought so.

From the first round trip to and from the performance, it took three buses to accommodate everyone. Now that one bus still has vacant seats, the only thing that remains the same is the people sitting next to Wu Gou.No matter how many times he comes back, Xu Xun's ability to fall asleep in one second regardless of the excitement brought by the adrenaline will always amaze Wu Gou.Wu Gou even suspected that if he lived with Xu Wei for a few more months, his bad habit of going to bed late would be reversed by the other party.

There was a moment, more precisely, when the two stood side by side in front of the sink brushing their teeth, Wu Gou suddenly wanted to tell Xu Xun what he thought.However, the moment he blurted out the other party's name, Wu Gou was in a daze.

What can I say?Is there an academic discussion about whether your biological clock can be saved, or is it just saying that we will keep in touch after the show is over? .

Xu Zun turned to look at him.Xu Xun's makeup hasn't been removed yet, but a few drops of splashed water landed on his face, which glistened like golden sequins with fine glitter under the light.The mouth was covered with white toothpaste foam, and Xu Zi opened his mouth slightly, spitting out a bubble like a fish.

After being glanced at by Xu Zi, Wu Gou swallowed the words that were already on his lips: "It's nothing."

Xu Zun blinked, took a big mouthful of water, muttered for a few seconds and then spit it out.Seeing Xu Xi's expression, Wu Gou thought that he was going to ask, but he didn't - he just asked him if he wanted to find a place to chat after washing his face.

Wu was not sleepy enough, and the two of them went to the old place after washing.However, they were still a few meters away in the corridor when they heard a whimper.

The voice is quiet, full of depression and restraint.It seems that I couldn't control it after trying my best, and a little bit leaked from the emotional gate, but it was enough to make the listener feel sad.Wu Gou and Xu Wei stopped at the same time, exchanged glances, and walked away in a tacit understanding, leaving this place for the trainees who deliberately avoided the crowd.

There were four places where there were no cameras discovered by Wu Gou before. Xu Xi and the others changed places, and this time they didn't meet anyone again.Wu Gou and Xu Wei sat down side by side, and opened a can of Coke for him: "Did you recognize who that was just now?"

Xu Zi took the Coke and shook his head.

Wu Gou replied "I don't have either", and then didn't say anything else.

While working in a common direction, everyone's joys and sorrows are also different.Some people are getting better and better, while others are under pressure.Wu Gou didn't know who the crying person was, and why that person was crying. He just passed through a mass of unnamed emotions, and then spread Wu Gou's own thoughts on top of others.

The reason why Wu Gou came to this show is different from most of the trainees here, and the purpose is not to form a group.However, up to now, no matter how low Wu Gou puts himself, he has to admit that the possibility of entering the finals is not small, and even the debut position that others dream of is not out of reach.

Wu Gou didn't come up with anything for a long time, but Xu Zi understood instantly, and asked him sharply: "Do you feel guilty?"

Xu Xun's question was rather sharp. Although Wu Gou knew that the other party was not hostile to him, he instinctively felt a burst of oppression—not from Xu Xun, but from his true self.

Wu was silent for two seconds, then nodded in acknowledgment.

"I think it is."

Xu Zun's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to ask him: "Then are you afraid?"

Wu Gou thought for a longer time this time, and finally shook his head cautiously.

"It's the same as I thought." Xu Xi took another sip of Coke and handed it to Wu Gou.

Since Wu Gou and the others came here, the development of things is beyond their control.They are seen, paid attention to, and liked by others, and finally have to bear the time, money, and feelings of others, whether they are subjectively willing or not.Because of this, Wu Enough can no longer be afraid.

His empathy makes him feel guilty, and his sense of responsibility makes him move forward despite his guilt.

What's more, what Xu Zong said is correct, whether he debuted or not, there is no direct road to Rome, and there is no south wall that cannot be hit.

Before coming here, Wu Gou understood this rationally, but after coming here, Xu Zun made him less afraid of the unknown emotionally.

There was an unexpected smile in Xu Zi's eyes: "I knew it..."

Xu Zi only said half a sentence before closing his mouth.Wu is not sure what he wants to say in the second half of the sentence, but he seems to be able to vaguely guess something.

Anyway, he didn't ask.

When Xu Zhan recalled it afterwards, he didn't know whether it was because they had nothing to do, or because the two of them took turns drinking a can of soda, and it was too late. That night seemed to be stretched infinitely long.They went back to sleep at dawn, and the next few days were so fast that they couldn’t even be described as double-speed, just like the progress bar directly airborne, they fell asleep, and when they woke up, they were told that the results of the last round of promotion had been delivered to In everyone's closet, those who didn't make it to the finals had to pack up and leave that night, while those who survived to the final round had to set off in the afternoon to meet their fans for the last time before going to the finals.

Wu Gou and Xu Wei stood in front of the closet, exchanging and opening the letters with each other's ranking. Entered the debut circle.

Li Yangsong found them with the letter and said goodbye to them.

"Although I can't solo on the stage of the finals anymore, I kind of want to enroll in the hip-hop class of origin, and dance to everyone after I learn new skills." It’s a little different compared to the room: “How about I also contribute on station B, [-]… Forget it, a thousand people will make a lot of money, won’t it?”

It wasn't until Wu Gou got on the bus that he recalled belatedly that there were 22 places in the finals, and Li Yangsong ranked 20th in the previous two times, but this time he was ranked 27th. Maybe Li Yangsong himself didn't expect that he would lose. out of the final.However, their farewell was too hasty, so hasty that he had no time to react, to speak, or to say what he wanted to say.

But it's not such a pity, they can talk about it next time they meet, and this "next time" is not far away for them.

Li Yangsong put the suitcase into the luggage compartment of the bus, and turned on his mobile phone after a long absence.

The election manager thoughtfully charged their mobile phones. Li Yangsong hadn't used the mobile phone for a long time, and he couldn't even remember the power-on password for the first time.Fortunately, he was not the only one who showed the same symptoms. Li Yangsong turned his phone on and off amidst wailing, and felt the bursting feeling of the world pausing again the moment he opened WeChat.The message column, address book column, and discovery column are all filled with red dots that make him uncomfortable.Li Yangsong forced himself to calm down, clicked on "New Friends" first, and Ji Yingfeng was on the top row.

Li Yangsong's movements suddenly froze.

The person sitting next to him had a cell phone stuck until he had nothing to love. When he turned his head, he found that Li Yangsong had lost his smile at some point.

"Your phone is also dead?"

Li Yangsong came back to his senses, hummed vaguely, and turned on the screen after the other party turned back to chat with others, and the column of small characters Ji Yingfeng's friend requested appeared in his eyes again.

"Has the brother advanced? If you see this, don't let Wu enough to touch the phone."

@未来有你可以很越很大: In order to avoid quarrels, Wu Gou’s related contributions are temporarily closed to the comment area. Brothers are good brothers, everyone should be more rational, please stop arguing.