Mars trainee

He hasn't started to perform yet,? The fans below have already started to weep there, their eyes seem to have stars.

A lot of fans holding the "Zuo Cheng" light sign were screaming with red eyes.

Zuo Cheng smiled, then walked onto the stage, and began to sing and dance.

Time seems to go back to the past frame by frame,? The boy in black,? The expression is cold and silent, but when standing on the stage,? It seems that the whole body is glowing.

Holding the light in his hand, he sang word by word, "Now you are still my light, a light that will never go out, and I will come to you all the way."

In the end, Zuo Cheng lay in the blue light and closed his eyes. A sea of ​​stars made of fluorescent sticks rose up under the stage, and everyone below was calling Zuo Cheng's name.

Zuo Cheng enjoyed this state very much. When he stood up, he felt very moved. In fact, he was already very satisfied to have these fans accompany him to the end.

After Zuo Cheng finished singing, many people were still immersed in the situation at that time and couldn't get out.

Not long after, Fu Chaoxi also took the stage.

He picked up the microphone, with tears in his eyes, he said: "To be able to stand on this stage with Zuo Cheng today is something I dare not even dream of. When we came here with our suitcases together, , I feel that the stage is so big, the entertainment industry is amazing, and I feel that the future can be expected..."

Fu Chaoxi took a breath and said, "Standing here with him again today, I feel a little emotional. No matter what the result is today, I hope I can never forget my original intention and become a qualified idol."

Fu Chaoxi's progress is written in every movement. Dancing is muscle memory. Only by practicing every movement repeatedly can your body remember it and present it accurately in the rhythm of the music.

He has made many mistakes from the beginning, and now he can successfully complete his solo performance. In fact, he has an inseparable relationship with Zuo Cheng.

After the dance, Fu Chaoxi, who was out of breath, took the microphone and glanced at Zuo Cheng, who sat under the stage and applauded him.

The instructors have not announced the results for the time being, but only commented a few words.

"Actually, Fu Chaoxi surprised me. If I remember correctly, he didn't seem to have any dance foundation at first. Today, he can complete such difficult movements, and he has made great progress." The instructor said, "Fu Chaoxi should be a plastic dancer. talent."

"Teacher, in fact, Zuo Cheng has always been helping me behind the scenes. Every dance move of mine is done by him bit by bit. If it weren't for him, I might not have improved so fast."

"I didn't expect Zuo Cheng to be a teacher." The instructor smiled, "I heard before that he took a class with you, is it true?"

"That's right, Zuo Cheng is the dance teacher of our whole class."

"The dance teacher should be much more relaxed." The instructor glanced at Zuo Cheng and said, "Your performance is already quite mature. What I saw today was a kind of moving, passionate moving. I really want to be with you I really feel great about dancing on stage, your stage performance can really arouse everyone's emotions."

Zuo Cheng felt that Fu Chaoxi was shaking when he sat down, so he patted him on the shoulder, "Relax, it's all over."

"To be honest, Zuo Cheng, what do you think of my dancing?" Fu Chaoxi asked seriously.

"You can graduate from me at this level." Zuo Cheng said, "I think you are very good and have the strength to debut."

To be affirmed by him is of great significance to Fu Chaoxi, because this is a live broadcast, so not long after, his mother called him.

"Xixi, mom saw you on TV, don't be nervous, compare yourself, if you can't, go home." Fu Chaoxi's mother's voice was very gentle, the moment he heard her voice, his eyes were red .

"Mom, I don't want to go back. Going back means I've lost."

"It doesn't matter if you lose. Life is like this. There are wins and losers. Mom will always think you are the best."

Fu Chaoxi nodded and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Zuo Cheng sat and looked at him, feeling a little envious of Fu Chaoxi.

In fact, he has always been a person who has a way out, no matter what time it is, his family will always be his last way out.

And there was no one behind Zuo Cheng.

The match between Su Yang and Xie Lin was very embarrassing. I don't know if Xie Lin was unprepared or what happened, but the earphone suddenly fell to the ground, and he couldn't keep up with the beat halfway through the singing.

Su Yang's completion is very good, his songs belong to that kind of ancient style, Su Yang himself has a pretty face, with long hair, standing under the light, quite chivalrous.

Wu Ye also performed very well. He danced with a bit of ethnic characteristics, making people feel that he has his own style.

——"Woooooo everyone is doing great today."

——"Cubs, come on! Mommy loves you!"

——"I'm really going to die, I'm getting older, and my tears are also high."

——"Zuo Cheng is really worth it."

——"Everyone is fine, can't we debut together?"

——"Today's me is also a day where I cry crazily for Zai Zai."

In fact, the waiting time was the most tormenting. Zuo Cheng and the others were the first group to finish the performance, and they were waiting for the result the whole time. To Fu Chaoxi, this was tantamount to Ling Chi.

"It's too difficult for me." Fu Chaoxi fidgeted. In fact, he could have predicted in his heart that he would be eliminated, but before the result came, he still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Zuo Cheng was much calmer, and enjoyed watching other people's performances there with great interest.

"This look is quite cool." Zuo Cheng said, "I think the hair stylist is quite eccentric... Also, his clothes are very expensive at first glance, next time I want to sing in fishnets, do you think it's appropriate? "

Fu Chaoxi wasn't in the mood to discuss this with him at all, so he glanced at the time sullenly and asked, "How many groups are there? It's already midnight."

It is estimated that it will take all night to finish recording today.

"There are still three groups." Xu Luyang looked back at them, "There will be a four-hour break later."

"Ah, can't the result be announced in advance?" Fu Chaoxi asked miserably.

"No." Xu Luyang glanced at him and said, "The result hasn't come out yet, the fans have finished writing the fanfiction of both of you."

"Really?" Fu Chaoxi hurriedly searched the Internet, "What did they write?"

Fu Chaoxi searched, saw an article, clicked in to take a look, and then backed out with his eyes closed.

Looking at others, it is the same result.

"Why does everyone think I'm a fool?" Fu Chaoxi was indignant, "I'm just a few centimeters shorter than Zuo Cheng."

He said he wanted to take a good rest, but he couldn't sleep well with makeup on.

Zuo Cheng sat by the bed and meditated for a while, and saw that the downstairs of the dormitory was surrounded by fans, and some even set up tents by the roadside, intending to spend the night in the tents.

After a while, Zuo Cheng was so hungry that he wanted to sneak downstairs to the convenience store to buy something to eat.

He put on his hat, scarf, and mask, and ran down the cat.

Zuo Cheng thought that he had disguised himself well and would not be discovered by fans.

As a result, as soon as Zuo Cheng arrived at the entrance of the convenience store, a large number of fans ran over, screaming, "Zuo Cheng!"

Zuo Cheng turned his head and glanced, "I'm a good boy, a lot of women rushed over.

Holding the freshly baked sausage in his hand, he frantically scanned the QR code of the merchant, and then ran away.

The faster he ran, the more ferociously the people behind him chased him, and Zuo Cheng felt a little overwhelmed.

Finally forced to a corner, Zuo Cheng took a step back and said, "Don't come here, let me finish the sausage in my hand first."

The fans burst into laughter.

"Actually, we just want you to sign your name." A girl stood up and said, and the others immediately agreed, "Yes, yes, just sign your name."

Zuo Cheng swallowed the sausage in one gulp, and stretched out his hand helplessly, "Okay, give me a pen."

Someone immediately handed over a pen.

"It doesn't do well without a table."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone brought out a folding table.

"Chair……"

Just as Zuo Cheng opened his mouth to speak, an inflatable chair was placed in front of him.

"Are you a treasure chest?" Zuo Cheng said, "I want a bed now, can you get it for me too?"

"I'll give you anything you want," a girl said loudly.

As soon as Zuo Cheng sat down at the table, he was discovered by his assistant.

He came to the crowd and glanced at Zuo Cheng, "Did you tell the program team about this? Do they know that you have contacted fans in private? Hurry up and withdraw."

A few girls begged in a low voice, "No, no one will know if you don't tell me."

"That's... we promise not to talk nonsense."

"We are very obedient, take my brother's signature and leave."

The assistant ignored it, and just repeated to Zuo Cheng, "Okay, go back and rest quickly."

Zuo Cheng didn't speak, lowered his head and signed his name on a pink notebook, and said lightly: "I have promised them just now, and what I promised will be done, you go, if the program team wants to blame, Then blame it on me."

Zuo Cheng's words made them very excited.

"My brother is too fond of fans."

"Ah, ah, I feel like I'm going to die."

"There is really no wrong person."

They consciously lined up in two teams, got their autographs there and left, very organized and disciplined.

After Zuo Cheng signed the contract, he went straight to record the show.

When the results were announced, he was completely sleepy.

In order to tantalize people, his results were not announced until the end.

Because of the close distance, he could almost hear Fu Chaoxi's heartbeat.

In the last few minutes, Zuo Cheng also felt a little nervous, and couldn't help looking up at the big screen.

"The result of Fu Chaoxi and Zuo Cheng's group is." Xu Luyang glanced at the data in his hand, paused and said, "Fu Chaoxi got 285 votes, Zuo Cheng got 366 votes. Zuo Cheng won."

Fu Chaoxi heaved a sigh of relief, feeling better than if he had won. He stood up and hugged Zuo Cheng.

Zuo Cheng walked onto the stage and stood in the center of the stage.

"Let's take a look at the voting in the online constituency." Xu Luyang said.

"As of one o'clock, Wu Ye has 65 million votes, Su Yang has 840 million votes, and Jiang Shuchuan has 150 million votes..." Xu Luyang swallowed when he read Zuo Cheng, "Zuo Cheng, a 53 million votes."

"Damn it's over [-] million."

"My God, is this data real?"

"It has broken through 2 million, which is a big gap with No.[-]."

"Last year, the show had more than 1000 million votes, right?"

Not only the audience in the audience, but even the instructors were surprised.

"This statistic is simply astonishing." Nana shook her head, "The number of votes is really scary."

Only Xu Luyang was not surprised, because he knew from the beginning that Zuo Cheng was different from everyone else, he had a future, and he might even become a height that no one in the entertainment industry could reach.

Xu Luyang stood up from the teacher's seat, walked to the stage and put on a crown of thorns for him, which was inlaid with gems and diamonds, and the light was extremely dazzling.

Xu Luyang looked at him standing at the top like a little prince, with pride written all over his face.

Just like it was originally envisioned.

He was a little excited, and couldn't help the red eyes. When he picked up the microphone and looked at Zuo Cheng, his voice choked up as soon as he spoke, "I hope you will always wear glory and stand at the end of the galaxy with your eyes closed, shining brightly. As for the stage What kind of thing is the world below, Zuo Cheng, don’t even look at it.”