The contracted lover of the dance king of rebirth

There were quite a few contestants in the waiting room. As soon as Lu Yan raised his voice, he attracted several people to watch. In their hearts, Wei Xiang, who was in the same group, was naturally a "newcomer with strength" who kept talking about it. Now he was exposed on the spot. Lao Di, everyone will naturally pay more attention. Apart from being curious, there is also a sense of gloating and watching a good show.

With such a move, Wei Xiang, who has always had a good face, instantly turned black and glared at Lu Yan viciously. He said confidently, "It's just that the cash flow is not working well for the time being. When I win the championship, I'm afraid of the little debts." ?” That bitch Pei Ran must have been spreading the word everywhere. If he refuses to borrow money, let it go and talk about it everywhere. When he wins the championship and becomes famous, he must teach this bad-mouthed guy a lesson.

Wei Xiang's affirmative tone made the players around him frown at the same time, and the two big words "shady" came to mind at the same time. Up to now, the people who can stay are either the real powerful faction or the real background party , but even with the support of the backstage, no one dared to speak so bluntly, this Wei Xiang was too lacking in brains.

Lu Yan said with a faint smile, "The reason why you speak so forcefully is because you relied on the information you got from Shen Zhengtao. It seems that you made full use of Tao Rui's choreography back then."

Shen Zhengtao?Tao Rui?This was a hot news a while ago, and when everyone heard the news, they all put on unshakable expressions, especially the other two contestants in the same group, who cast a contemptuous glance at Wei Xiang and started whispering.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Seeing this, Wei Xiang roared angrily, "Those broken materials have been taken away long ago, my current dance is composed by Xie Yi, Lu Yan, be careful what you say, or I will sue you for defamation !"

"It turned out to be him." Raising his eyebrows, Lu Yan frowned slightly, and glanced at Wei Xiang thoughtfully. As far as he knew, since Shen Zhengtao's accident, Xie Yi, the choreographer of "A Generation of Dancer", He stayed behind closed doors all the time, and made a special statement after the movie was cancelled, claiming that he was deceived by others, did not know people clearly, was ashamed of his late old friend Tao Rui, and took the initiative to clean up all ties with the crew. Sex, are you willing to help Wei Xiang with the choreography?

Shaking his head triumphantly, Wei Xiang deliberately glanced around the audience, snorted coldly, and walked out of the lounge with his head held high. Seeing that the party had already left, the gossiping people turned their attention to Lu Yan, and some impatient guys even wanted to directly Asked him about the reason of the incident, but before they opened their mouth, the other party left quickly without saying a word.

Xie Yi stared at the microphone in his hand inexplicably. He who had just been scolded by Ren Zang severely rubbed his brows with a puzzled expression. God knows what kind of bad luck he has had recently. One bad thing after another, If he had known this, he wouldn't have gone into Shen Zhengtao's muddy water when he died, alas!But I also blamed myself for being careless for a while, believing the other party's high-sounding reasons, and thinking of doing more to commemorate my friend, but in the end, I almost lost face in the trouble.

Putting down the phone, Xie Yi rubbed his chin, recalling all the things that happened around him recently one by one. After Shen Zhengtao's accident, he never contacted that little rookie again, let alone choreographed for him to participate in the competition. At that time, I was greedy for freshness and played with the other party a few times... Thinking of this, Xie Yi suddenly realized that he rushed into the study and frantically searched for something from the files on the table.

Indeed, he looked at the documents scattered around and kicked the table angrily. When Wei Xiang came to send a message to Shen Zhengtao, he was writing the latest dance here. Because of a sudden inspiration, he just tore a few pieces of paper and wrote it down. After I got it down, I didn't pay much attention afterwards. I didn't expect to be taken away by someone, and even claimed that it was specially written for him. How shameless!

Lu Yan silently stared at the live broadcast projection on the wall of the lounge, watched Wei Xiang's performance solemnly, and shook his head in disappointment. This dance was a modification of the dance in "A Generation of Dancers", adding some New elements, according to what Wei Xiang said, these new dance steps should be created by Xie Yi, but according to his understanding of Xie Yi, it is impossible for the other party to allow two conflicting styles to appear in one dance at the same time, bringing the original full of pride into the dance. Battle songs on the battlefield have suddenly become love for children.

"It's a mess." Lu Yan, who couldn't stand it anymore, growled angrily. Seeing that his hard work was stolen by others, and also changed into a mess, his face was covered with scars. This almost insulting behavior made him tremble with anger, and he wanted to rush immediately. If plagiarism is stealing, then what Wei Xiang did is robbery!

After Wei Xiang finished the last dance step, he smiled confidently in the applause of the audience, and looked at the judges with a humble and sensible face. Originally, he planned to save this dance for the finals, but Lu Lu in the same group Yan put a lot of pressure on him. He was always self-confident, and he didn't pay attention to other people's performance at all. Only Lu Yan, who was ahead of him at the beginning, could make him feel nervous about meeting his opponent, but no matter what , this victory must belong to me!

Perhaps Wei Xiang's performance in "A Generation of Dancer" was too eye-catching. The dance clips at the premiere left a good impression on the judges present. He gave up his enthusiasm for scoring high scores, so when he finally stepped down, Wei Xiang, who was the first to play, actually got the highest score since the start of the game.

Wei Xiang, who returned to the backstage, cast a provocative glance at Lu Yan, but was disappointed in exchange for a ignorance, which made his originally high mood drop to freezing point in an instant.

The second contestant was nervous and sweating profusely. Wei Xiang's high score made him extremely desperate. At this moment, he just wanted to finish the jump smoothly and not make any big mistakes. He finished the competition with this mentality. The judges dutifully gave it a mediocre score.

As the third Lu Yan from last time, he deliberately chose a dance song similar to Wei Xiang's. Amidst the roar of battle drums, an elegant young man in a white shirt appeared with a leap. Bingji's soaring dance made the peerless demeanor of a generation of Confucian generals reappear on the stage. Suddenly, the feather fan fell to the ground, and the tune changed sharply. It seems to have returned to the era of bravery when one man was in charge of the other.

After the final blow of the war drum, the judges first burst into thunderous applause, followed by thunderous applause from the audience, which resounded throughout the studio, announcing the result of the competition in advance.

Wei Xiang with a pale complexion stared round his eyes, staring at the live broadcast projection in the lounge for a moment, clenched his fists angrily, and rushed to the front desk like crazy, but was forcibly stopped by the stage assistant guarding the aisle, and the crowd around him The ridicule was like a needle, stabbing his heart without blood. Impossible, he will never lose, there must be something shady about this game!Ren must have done something secretly, damn it!

"It's him!" The door of the backstage lounge was kicked open, Xie Yi raised his finger and shouted to the people behind him, "Grab him quickly, don't let him run away!" As soon as the words fell, the two The police officers following him rushed towards Wei Xiang at high speed, subduing him like a tiger on a rabbit.

The sudden turn of events stunned everyone, and Wei Xiang, whose hands were bound, shouted and protested innocently, "Why do you arrest me and let me go! Mr. Xie, what is going on?"

Xie Yi glanced at Wei Xiang as if looking at rubbish, folded his arms in front of his chest and said coldly, "Mr. Wei, you have been prosecuted for stealing Ren's business secrets. If you have anything to say, let's leave it to the court."

"No, Mr. Xie, oh no, Xie Yi, this is definitely a misunderstanding, I simply..." The panicked Wei Xiang struggled desperately, hoping to gain some time to defend himself, but Xie Yi didn't give him any chance to explain at all. He walked directly to Lu Yan who had just returned to the backstage, "Long time no see, it seems that the grades are good."

"It's okay, after all, after all the preparations for a while, what happened to Wei Xiang?" With Xie Yi's simple polite words, Lu Yan looked at Wei Xiang who was being pulled away, and asked in doubt.

Scratching his head in embarrassment, the sullen Xie Yi snorted softly, "Bah, that brat stole my choreography materials while I wasn't paying attention, and insisted that I wrote them for him."

"Who told you that you always go home to get people when you have nothing to do." Teasing his friends from his previous life softly, Lu Yan raised his eyebrows a little gloatingly. Even that scumbag Jiang Tianchen knew to go to a private room in a hotel, but Xie Yi always sent people home directly. Take it, it's good to suffer this time, let him have a long memory.

Situ Yuxue half leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, leisurely picked up a grape that was placed in front of her, and was about to put it in her mouth when she heard the footsteps of the butler, and lazily raised her eyes, staring at the bag in the other's hand. The phone frowned slightly dissatisfied, and asked plaintively, "Who is it at this time?"

"Mr. Pei Ran." The housekeeper bowed respectfully and brought the tray containing the phone to Situ Yuxue. This is the second young master's private phone, and most of the callers are Situ Yuxue's personal contacts.

"Oh?" Surprised, Situ Yuxue raised the corners of her lips playfully, and nodded to the housekeeper. After the other party left, she slowly teased, "Hey, where is the rare guest? You finally made up your mind. Ask me to do something?"