I became a group favorite after dressing up as a beauty

When the hotel private room was opened, Song Xingbai was surprised to find that his elder brother was there.

Probably because he had just finished work, he hadn't had time to take off his suit, and he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He looked very refined, but he exuded an aura of "don't get close to strangers" all over his body.

Except for Lin Weici who had been in contact with the other party, the bodies of the other four became stiff for a moment, just when they were hesitating whether to go in.

Song Yanchuan, who was sitting on the chair, raised his eyelids and said coldly: "Order yourself."

These three words make the sky in March suddenly return to the cold winter months.

Gao Nianyu hid behind Lu Fanfan and moved inside tremblingly. Brother Song looked like a walking freezer, it was too cold, and he had a serious face, just like his father.

Song Xingbai sat next to Fu Zhixi, looking around the table. He was looking for the menu. Just as he was wondering why there was no menu, he saw the waiter walking towards him.

It's because his structure is too small, and I forgive him for never being in such a big hotel in his previous life.

"Sir, the menu." With a standard professional smile on his face, the waiter bent down and handed the menu to Song Xingbai.

He nodded, took the menu from the waiter, and moved towards Lin Weici and the others, "See what you want to eat?"

While they were looking at the menu, Song Xingbai turned his head to look at Song Yanchuan and asked, "Brother, isn't he busy today?"

Song Yanchuan pushed his glasses, glanced at Lin Weici's direction from the corner of his eye, "for now."

Lin Weici's eyelashes trembled when he heard this sentence, and he pretended not to hear it, and leaned over to continue looking at the menu.

Several people chattered for a long time before they ordered the dishes. Song Xingbai took the menu, looked at his head and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Fu Zhixi didn't speak, just looked down at Song Xingbai, those eyes were flat, but Song Xingbai instantly understood what the other party meant.

"Then I'll order for you." He lowered his head and picked up a pen to draw a stroke on the menu, and then raised his head and asked, "What about the eldest brother and the second brother?"

Song Xiao replied with a smile: "Second brother can eat whatever Xingbai orders."

Song Yanchuan took the menu, made a mark on the soup, and handed it to the waiter behind him.

After eating, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was already late at night.

After returning to the dormitory, Gao Nianyu sat on the bed contentedly, "Ah, it's good to have a good meal before leaving."

"Niannian!!" Lu Fanfan reminded in a low voice.

Suddenly reacting, Gao Nianyu, who accidentally slipped the tongue, covered his mouth with shock.

He didn't say it on purpose, but he was too comfortable, so he just made complaints about it.

Jiang Lin, who was a step behind, stopped at Gao Nianyu's bedside, and began to think about whether he should stick to it to the end, and covered his mouth.

The atmosphere gradually became weird, and even Su Lexian, who always had a lot of thoughts, couldn't find any good reason. Lin Weici looked at Song Xingbai's back looking for a change of clothes, feeling very uneasy.

He even prayed that the other party didn't hear the words just now. Unfortunately, Song Xingbai heard it, and he heard it very clearly.

But he didn't take this matter to heart, but these guilty people cared too much about it.

He sighed, ready to comfort these sensitive friends.

"Niannian is right. It is true that before leaving, everyone will leave the program group the day after tomorrow."

Seeing everyone's relaxed body because of his nonsense, Song Xingbai felt helpless, and wanted to lie to him just like this, I really don't know what they thought at the beginning.

"Okay, it's getting late, everyone, go to sleep, tomorrow will be San Gong."

When the dormitory was quiet, Lin Weici was thinking about what happened tonight. He was standing on the white floor tiles in the hotel corridor, with his friend's brother in front of him.

He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, polite and noble, and the eyes that looked at him hid emotions that he couldn't understand.

But how could he really not understand, it's just that the emotion was too restrained and passionate, so he could only run away in a panic.

After discovering that escaping was useless, the only thing left in his world was the sentence: "Can I pursue you?"

Lin Weici covered his violently beating heart, and told himself that he and himself were people in two worlds, and that it was enough to pay back all the favors owed, and not to think about impossible things.

However, how can I control my heartbeat.

Before dawn, Lin Weici had already woken up.

The second one to wake up was Song Xingbai. Although he just wanted to go to the bathroom, after noticing Lin Weici who had woken up early, he lost his sleepiness.

After the meeting, you should get up and go to Sangong.

This may be the last time they stand on this stage, and they may never have the opportunity to see such a gorgeous stage again, and no one will hold a light sign in the crowd and shout their names loudly.

They will disappear from the public eye with the passage of time, they will become ordinary people, and their dreams will shrink back into the soil and rot.

Or continue to be blood-sucked by the company and squeeze out all the remaining value.

Jiang Lin sat in front of the mirror feeling empty, he couldn't bear to be here, nor could he be willing to bear with Xingbai and the others.

But he knew that no matter how reluctant he was, it was time to say goodbye.

Why did he learn to dance in the first place?

It seems that he wants to take a shortcut to become an idol. He has a good face and is also very talented in dancing. He has been trying to seize the opportunities he can.

But this time he seemed to let go, and he didn't feel too disappointed, but felt a little sorry for the children in the yard.

"What are you thinking?" Song Xingbai patted Jiang Lin's shoulder, and stretched out his hand towards him: "If you don't leave, I will leave you behind."

Jiang Lin withdrew his thoughts, grabbed the opponent's hand foolishly, stood up and followed him.

In front of them, Lin Weici and the others were standing at the door waiting for them, and Jiang Lin's heart instantly felt at ease.

Even if it is the last stage, we must do our best.

"The next group is the "visions" of banknote ability combinations."

The few people sitting in the waiting room heard the name of their group, stood up and walked to the stage.

The lights on the stage suddenly went dark, the small light in the middle was first turned on, and when the lights turned on, a white mist suddenly appeared, and Jiang Lin appeared on the stage.

Followed by Lu Fanfan, Gao Nianyu, Lin Weici, and others.

The team before them had a cute and cheerful style of music, but it seemed a bit dark to them.

For a while, the auditorium was very quiet, and the light signs also stood up and waved.

Until they cleared up the makeup of these people.

The eight youths were wearing gothic clothes, but the makeup on their faces was very clean. They just used a hook pen to draw patterns on the corners of their eyes.

If anyone can see clearly, these patterns will be recognized as crowns.

This was Song Xingbai implying to Han Zixin that he was the winner, and the other party had worked so hard for so long but was just a mouse hiding in the gutter and only playing tricks behind his back.

Xu Xin was looking forward to Song Xingbai's stage, but when the prelude started, she frowned, because they didn't make any changes to the original song, they just played the song again with other instruments.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't disappointed, but to her surprise the lyrics were great.

Among these teams, the lyrics are the best, and it can instantly draw you into it.

"What I hear and see is all hallucinations. Why do you want me to believe it?"

After the last movement, eight people sang the lyrics in unison. On the smoky stage, the eight young people looked like messengers from hell.

There was loud applause from the auditorium at this moment.

Fu Zhixi picked up the microphone and said, "Why did you change the tune?"

"The previous one was more perfect and surprised me more."

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