Circle fans continue to live [China has hip-hop + idol trainees]

"Congratulations--"

"Cai Xukun."

"Get No.1."

As soon as Zhang PD finished speaking, the audience stood up and applauded.

"Kun Kun is really powerful."

"Add 100 million votes..."

"It's not enough, I can't catch up, even if I add 1000 million votes, I can't catch up."

Cai Xukun walked down the small round platform, and hugged Confucius Song who walked down at the same time.

Needless to say, when the strong meet, they naturally cherish each other.

"Congratulations to the winner of No.2, Confucius Song."

After Zhang PD announced, let the two give their speeches respectively.

Cai Xukun's speech was sincere and heavy.

Teenagers, under pressure, standing in this position today, the heartache and persistence all the way, are simply incomprehensible to those who have not experienced it.

Many trainees secretly wiped away their tears.

"Okay, next, Zisong, let me tell you about your reflections."

Thanks to Quanmin's producer and the company, Zisong changed his style of painting and smiled mischievously:

"No matter where we are now, each of us will work harder and harder. No.1 will always be my goal,"

Zisong looked at Cai Xukun next to him and said:

"So I want to say, Brother Kunkun, next time I come first, can you give me Zhang PD's lipstick?"

"Pfft, you want a lip balm if you get the first one?"

A certain trainee just wanted to cry, but her sad emotions were choked back abruptly.

"That's Zhang PD's lipstick."

"I know that Zisong is serious for only three seconds."

Cai Xukun, who had tears in his eyes, couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it:

"Your hobby is a bit strange, Songsong, how about I give mine to you?"

"Why do I want your lipstick?! I want Zhang PD's!"

Seeing that Cai Xukun was in a good mood, Zisong started to get flustered again.

"Okay, okay, just a lipstick, and next time each of you will give you one. I didn't expect my lipstick to inspire you."

Zhang PD is also drunk, these kids are so funny now.

After the first ranking was announced, 39 people were about to leave. PD Zhang told everyone to bid farewell to each other.

Everyone was lost, but the men still straightened their backs, and the last thing left was their proud backs.

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After leaving the hall door, Lin Yanjun stopped Zisong with a dark face.

"Do, what are you doing?" Zisong felt a little guilty after probably guessing why Lin Yanjun blocked him.

"Humph."

Lin Xiaoju, who was blocked by people but didn't know how to speak, became arrogant.

"Brother Yanjun..." Zisong pulled out his trump card, imitating Lin Yanjun and Chen Linong's Wanwan accent by ten percent.

Lin Yanjun, who was pretending to be angry while crossing his arms, was actually too empty in his heart.

Because in fact, he made the same choice.

Let's go back in time to before the first performance.

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Shortly after the group duel, the trainees conducted a popularity selection.

"It is now among the 99 people, choose the one you think is the most handsome." The writer sister said.

"Responsible for appearance?" Zisong raised an eyebrow: "It doesn't include brotherhood, is it purely based on appearance?"

"Yes." The staff wanted to see what kind of tricks Zisong, the top 3 child of Dachangpi, could come up with.

"My brother Junjun has to be chosen, Nongnong, Brother Kun, Lingchao Goose, Brother Jie, Brother Yanchen..."

I saw Zisong muttering while walking, with more and more face cards in his hand.

"You took so much, you have to put it back by yourself later." The sisters of the writers are getting better than each other.

"what?"

Zisong was confused, looking at the stack of signs in his hand that could almost be used to fight landlords, he started to have trouble.

"Oh my god, who should I choose? How about 'the goddess scattered flowers' and let the heavens decide?"

"No, someone has used this method before, and Qin Zimo just got it himself." The sister writer brutally rejected this idea.

Just kidding, it will be more difficult to pick up avatar cards later, let Zisong continue to worry.

"I've decided!" Zi Song, who had a bitter and bitter face just now, held Zhu Xingjie's face card, as happy as the silly son of a landlord's family.

Zhu Xingjie?It is a relatively unpopular choice, after all, not everyone can get the advanced world-weary face.

"Why did you choose Zhu Xingjie?"

"Because everyone looks good-looking, but Jie Ge's skin stands out. It is white with its own light source in the dark, and Jie Ge is really handsome when he performs on stage."

After this performance stage, everyone agrees with this statement, but now, everyone just thinks that Zisong has known Zhu Xingjie for a long time, brother ticket.

Then the staff brought up two cartoon figures, a man and a woman, and the boy's cartoon head was a blank circle.

"The next thing to choose is, among the trainees behind you, which boy do you most want to introduce to your sister?"

"I don't have a sister but I have a sister, let me introduce you to my sister."

"can."

"Emmm...First of all my sister is older than them all."

What? !Zisong, did you forget that the president of the company is your sister?Do you want to die? !

[Brother Dare to Say] Subtitles were added later in the program.

"Then my sister is very good at making money, but she is very picky, so my brother-in-law must be very frugal, so that the family will be harmonious in the future."

Zi Song explained very seriously.

"I can't harm my peers, so my choice is—Brother Qin Fen. You can tell from his name that he will definitely work hard. The only one who can endure my sister is Brother Qin Fen."

【Poor Qin Fen】

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"Are you responsible for your appearance?"

Lin Yanjun turned his head and glanced roughly.

Zisong is located above the middle, very conspicuous.

Black short hair, big eyes and small face is the actor who is as cold as ice in Korean dramas.

His slender fingers slid across the numerous photo ID cards, paused almost invisibly on his photo, and then picked up the photo card next to him.

"I chose Ding Zeren."

Maybe the more you like it, the more you want to hide it.

Although he knew clearly that his light would not be concealed by anything.

Appearance is responsible for Top1, Confucius Song.

"You got the most votes."

"Ah really?"

Zisong held his face, his big brown-green eyes were blingbling like a caricature.

"I know, Dafanzi, brother Yanjun, brother Kunkun, and nonongnong must have voted for me, right? Enough brothers, please go back and eat all the time."

Before I was complacent enough, I heard the writer's sister pouring cold water down.

"Lin Yanjun didn't vote for you."

The corners of the smiling mouth fell quickly.

"Who became his new baby?! Hmph, Lin Yanjun, from now on you will sleep on your lower berth, and I will sleep on my upper berth. Goodbye!"

Zisong spoke viciously to the camera, pretending to walk out angrily.

{Um?Didn't he sleep on the bottom bunk and you sleep on the top bunk?Could it be...} The staff was puzzled.

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"Come on, let's eat."

In the end, Lin Yanjun surrendered, and lowered his embraced arms.

"Hee hee," Zi Song wrapped his arms around Lin Yanjun's shoulders, and familiarly put some of his weight on it:

"Brother Yan Jun, why didn't you choose me to introduce to your sister?"

"Hey, why did you introduce you to my sister? Can you cook and take care of people?"

"Well... no."

It's okay, I will.

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