After confessing to being top-notch, I went crazy

He almost exhausted all his endurance, so he didn't lose his composure and said: "You are really capable of fighting in the program group! That's fine, so you don't have to compete!"

Song Ding was taken aback for a moment, and then, the hands on his shoulders were slightly tightened: "Is that why you don't want to see me?"

Bo Ziming's face turned cold, he frowned and looked at his hand on his shoulder.

Song Ding didn't intend to let go, but leaned closer to his ear, whispering: "Don't forget, you asked me to protect him, and I'm fighting for you!"

Bo Ziming frowned deeply, and met his eyes.

But Song Ding's eyes still contained a kind of purity that was hard to ignore. Looking at him, even though there was a little anger in his voice, his expression was as usual, and he said, "I said, I won't give up on you, but I won't. You do Okay, get ready—" The last two words are soft and coquettish, like a cat's paw scratching Bo Ziming's heart.

He frowned, looked at the back of Song Ding who had gone away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

And Xu Yinze came over with an apologetic face and asked, "Mr. Bo, did I, did I cause trouble for you and Brother Song..."

Bo Ziming looked at the injury on his neck, frowned and said: "No. But in the future, you should not meet him alone again. I will help you ask Mr. Song from Group Photo Culture to see if he can pick up your agent. about."

Xu Yin's eyes turned red, and two lines of tears flowed out: "Mr. Bo, thank you..."

Back in the recording studio, the trainees inside were all ready, the lighting and photography were all in place, and the only thing missing was Bo Ziming.

He sat up slightly, nodded his head towards the surroundings, and then the live broadcast room opened again.

But this time, the camera was not on Bo Ziming, but on the passageway to the stage!

In the surreal passageway with glass on all sides, Song Ding appeared inside.

The height of the nine-headed body, wearing a straight black suit, tilting the head, one side is extremely sexy, the other side is extremely charming, a pair of red phoenix eyes are thin and evil, the corners of the mouth are frivolous, but the gaze is pure and lustful, no matter how you look at it, you can't move your eyes!

This appearance, this aura, instantly blasted the entire live broadcast room!

The female fans who have always been popular in the world with their looks are dumbfounded. Many people use "." to show that they are still alive.

In the end, there were more and more commas, and finally this group of people spontaneously organized a fan group called "Comma Group", and the fan name: Comma Silly.

This is probably the funniest group of fans in the history of fans of the entire idol family.

But Song Ding walked very fast, and after a while, he had already reached the stage.

In fact, the stage was very close to the instructor's seat, and Song Ding was standing on the left of the center, almost 30 meters away from Bo Ziming.

Bo Ziming's face was different from the coldness of the past, and he had a serious and serious expression on the tutor's seat.

At this moment, Song Ding knew that he would not use the public to benefit himself, nor would he use the public to benefit himself.In short, how well he acted, how many points he gave himself!

Anyway, his purpose is to stay, to stay, to be with him, that's enough!

With such a state of mind, he was hooked by the lipstick of the makeup artist, and said evilly: "Hello, four tutors! My name is Song Ke, and the program I bring to you today is break dance music beatit!"

"Oh?" Song Jin raised his eyebrows and said with a big arc at the corner of his mouth, "Salute to international singers? Not bad!"

Song Ding smiled nonchalantly, looked at Bo Ziming's position again, and saw that his face was tense.

This song, this dance, are not of an ordinary difficult level. It is his first time to choose such a high starting point for his first stage.

For some reason, when Bo Ziming thought of this, his chest felt tight.