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The day after tomorrow is the live broadcast of the final stage performance, and Gu Li confirmed that he could not participate.

Different from the previous performances, the remaining 21 trainees will bring four group stages, and each will have a personal stage of about one and a half minutes.

The amount of pen-hold playback is based on the real-time statistical accumulation of the cut-off time after all performances are over.

Yu Wenqiu's group stage is in the dance group.

The practice room in the village was transformed from some of the most spacious suites in the hotel. Standing in front of a large mirror, Yu Wenqiu was forced to admire the weird dance of "another me in the world".

Of course, the weirdness is just that he looks weird. After all, he is very uncomfortable and a little ashamed.

But in fact, relying on the muscle memory produced by his body thousands of times, he has already been able to jump out of the eight-point effect in a decent way. In addition, his new body has strong learning ability and quick motor nerves. thing.

Even if there are one or two places that are not in place, the students in the same group just think that it is not suitable to practice vigorously before the finals. Anyway, the movements have been meticulously selected, and there is nothing wrong with conserving physical strength now, and it will not cause some metaphysical doubts.

As for the personal stage...

It's still dancing.

In order to avoid being cracked in public, Yu Wenqiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask the program group if they could change the personal stage to singing.

He's not bad at singing either.

Temporary replacement of individual stage performances is not good, but at least it will not affect others like a group. After confirming the copyright issue several times, the program group agreed to the replacement before the last rehearsal, and it was finally finalized.

When negotiating with the program group, Yu Wenqiu overheard the discussion of several surprised staff members.

"I'll go, the hot searches on Weibo are all over the place! Xiao Qiushen had a car accident early this morning, and he was not rescued..."

"Who is Little Autumn God?"

"Oh, if you don't play Torch, you may not know that he is the best rookie player in the Spring Split, and he has a bright future!"

"It's such a pity... I was just bought into TB, and I was about to be taken away by Suishen, and I got into a car accident..."

"Hey, he really didn't get his ID right, Autumn is over, he has to get a Fall! Now that he's really fallen, who are we going to talk to?"

"Suishen is also unlucky. He was tricked by that Internet celebrity bastard Stone. He just broke his wrist and signed Xiao Qiushen to restore blood. As a result, the team's 700 million yuan was directly in vain. Let's pull the switch, there is still more than a month Just playing in the summer split, there are only a few days left in the transfer period, and Sha Ni is overwhelmed, where can TB find a suitable mechanic?"

"..."

Yu Wenqiu felt blocked.

Who can listen to people talking and accept the news of their own death with a calm mind?

Yu Wenqiu simply left the practice room and went around the village to find the two lazy people.

Hou Tianqi learned that Yu Wenqiu was going to change vocals, and said: "Yes, the final is to challenge the difference. Although dancing is your strong point, you can sing well. Be confident, our little prince of love songs!"

Zhu Xiaoyang agrees, but is still a little worried:

"It's just that this time is neither awkward nor embarrassing. There are not many opportunities to practice, and I have missed the tutor's guidance. You have to change your KTV must-order repertoire to be safe."

"Don't worry," Yu Wenqiu said while playing in Zhu Xiaoyang and Hou Tianqi's room, feeling better.He just finished relaxing his slightly sore muscles, and he habitually moved and massaged his fingers, and said with a smile, "The song selection is finished, so that you don't have to worry about turning on the mic, just wait and see."

Hou Tianqi and Zhu Xiaoyang's eyes lit up: "What song?"

Yu Wenqiu smiled brilliantly and was in high spirits:

"I'm going to sing 'Torchlight'."

Zhu Xiaoyang was confused again: "What... what light?"

Hou Tianqi stood up suddenly: "Wait a minute! It can't be the "Torchlight" I know!"

"Well, it should be the one you know." Yu Wenqiu was relaxed and comfortable, "How about the theme song of the MOF World Championship last year, is it enough to burn?"

MOF, MythOfFlare, the abbreviation of Torchfire Legend.

When MOF was mentioned, Zhu Xiaoyang came to his senses, and then fell into a deeper confusion:

"No... why did you choose this song? The little prince of the love song went all out to make his debut?"

Yu Wenqiu rolled his eyes: "It's still worth fighting for."

It's just that he hasn't played the game for a day, but he feels that it's been a long time.

Yu Wenqiu's eyes added a bit of sparkling look:

"The reason why I chose this song is because the CG of "Torchlight" has Suishen's natal hero, the giant fucking storm is invincible and handsome."

Hou Tianqi choked on Yu Wenqiu's unfamiliar and vulgar words.

"I'm different. I only have Suishen's suave face in my eyes." Zhu Xiaoyang's Yangou nature was fully exposed, but after being a nympho, he still didn't forget that the finals can't be a joke, so he persuaded, "I have this song." The impression is that it is quite burning, but why is it burning? Because we Internet addicted teenagers have feelings in their hearts - but the younger sisters in the audience don't. What's more, it's not appropriate for you to sing this song on the talent show stage, uh, I mean, If you are new to this industry, you may not understand the rule that it is best not to violate the rules between circles. If you come to power rashly, you will be ridiculed."

Zhu Xiaoyang's words are very pertinent and realistic.

A very simple reason, assuming that the main creator of a derivative animation work of a novel, instead of inviting professional singers, went to invite some substandard traffic idols to sing the OST in order to borrow traffic heat, it would definitely Blown up by fans.

Unless Yu Wenqiu can convince the trolls in the competition circle, there must be only two sides to be scolded.

And Yu Wenqiu, who stands as the sweet bean in the world, has always been talking softly, let alone singing.

Can the gentle and gentle love song Little Prince convince the trolls?

Isn't this coming up funny?

Yu Wenqiu blurred the point: "Why are you still prejudiced? Who said that sisters in the audience can't have feelings? That's the legend of the torch!"

Zhu Xiaoyang laughed angrily: "What torch... I think you have been fooled by Wan Sui!"

Yu Wenqiu didn't even refute, and frankly admitted the fact that he was deceived by Wan Sui:

"Isn't it? I want to find a grand stage to give Suishen a grand confession."

Hou Tianqi wowed: "Repay his fans for helping you increase the number of pen-hold views? Repay me Qiubao with a picture of gratitude!"

Zhu Xiaoyang stepped on Hou Tianqi's foot, hating that iron cannot be made into steel: "No matter how handsome Wan Sui is, and no matter how good his fans are, can you shut up those black people of yours?"

Yu Wenqiu didn't care about this, and he didn't go for Wansui being handsome.

So he even said arrogantly:

"It doesn't matter if he's a sunspot or a troll, that's what I fear the most about your little dad."

Hou Tianqi's eyebrows were almost tangled together, he was dumbfounded for a long time, and said:

"Xiaoqiu, you seem to be a different person. I have no other intentions. I think this is very good. Before, I saw that you were very depressed every day. In fact, I dared not let go of many things with you. The wrong sentence made you think too much... I see you today... It seems a little relieved."

Yu Wenqiu froze for a moment, smiled under Zhu Xiaoyang's eyes of approval, and said half-truthfully:

"Say. If you have anything to say in the future, the family will let go of it. Ji Yan—my decompression tool man, he came to me yesterday, and I figured it out. He wanted to trap me here so that I couldn't go on. ...that must not be possible."

Yuwen Qiusheng has fair skin and delicate eyebrows and eyes.

The "spring flowers and autumn moon" that appear most frequently in fan reviews is not entirely a fan filter, because when Yu Wenqiu smiles softly, it is indeed like a flower waiting to bloom in spring.

But when he said these words, the unique sharpness of a boy finally broke through the gloomy harmony that had enveloped him for three months, making him more like a crooked moon than a spring flower.

It can cut through the autumn night and break free from any difficulties and confusions.

Zhu Xiaoyang was startled slightly, then shook his head, and burst out laughing.

Hou Tianqi was more excited than anyone else, he almost wanted to hug Yu Wenqiu's shoulder with his teeth and claws:

"Little sweet bean in the world! The little prince of love songs! Sing the theme song of the game on the stage of the finals! You are either super god or super ghost!"

Zhu Xiaoyang raised his forehead: "A childish ghost...a little ghost who let himself go..."

"Great Sage, teach your little daddy to rap?" The brat who released himself was hugged around his neck, his eyes rolled, and he said slyly, "Well, I have something to ask of you, you are my little daddy."

When it was time for dinner, the three of them used the precious practice time before the final to adjust their emotions, and went to the cafeteria to eat refreshed.

At this time, the news that the Torch Legend professional player Fall died in a car accident caused a thousand waves and quickly spread in the village.

Yu Wenqiu sighed while holding the dinner plate.

He signed the body donation agreement a long time ago, but he wasn't worried about his own body. He just thought that he would trouble his old teammates to help with the funeral, and he felt very sorry, and he was even more sorry for thinking that he had cheated the TB team.

... He let Suishen's 700 million yuan go to waste.

Yu Wenqiu felt sour in his heart, a little bit wronged for Suishen.

He remembered that when the manager of the TB team went to his old club to bring him to sign the contract, he said with satisfaction:

"We will be a family from now on, and I don't care if your name is Xiao Qiushen——Fall, you also know that our original starting mechanic Stone signed to FU for the new season. He played for the TB team for five seasons, and the relationship between the players The cooperation between them can be said to be very tacit.”

"Losing such a player is really not a good thing for the team, but do you know how our captain described you?"

When Wan Sui was mentioned, his heart skipped a beat.Diao Cihang said:

"He said your style is more suitable for our team than Stone."

"Although we paid attention to every game of yours, you are still a rookie, so I asked our captain why he has so much confidence in you?"

"He said it obnoxiously, intuition."

When Diao Cihang smiled, there was a kind of self-confidence:

"However, we have to admit that our Suishen's intuition has always been accurate."

——Zhu Xiaoyang's voice interrupted Yu Wenqiu's brief thoughts:

"Hey, internet-addicted teenager, who are they talking about, Xiao Qiushen?"

Hou Tianqi pondered for a moment: "I haven't touched my phone for three months. I'm a rookie in the spring competition. I'm not familiar with it."

"That's right, at the beginning of the Spring Split you...we also entered the village," Yu Wenqiu sighed, "It's normal not to know this player, just treat him as a fallen man whose dream is near but far away Bar."