I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

"Wow!" Class B students began to applaud with dignity.

He Simeng was wearing a gray sweater mixed with blue clothes and cheered together.

"Brother Niubi——!"

It is indeed experienced, don't forget to silence yourself.

Lu Zhaomian reached out to touch Mo Tingxing's outstretched fist, and was pushed onto the stage by Jiang Fu.

The instructors had a good impression of Lu Zhaomian. They were very pleased to see that Lu Zhaomian had been promoted from B to A. They smiled and watched him run to the players whose ratings had been announced.

Except Fang Tongtong.

Fang Tongtong's face was always smelly, and when Lu Zhaomian passed by, he rolled his eyes very rudely.

Lu Zhaomian is not stupid, on the contrary, he actually captures other people's emotions very accurately. Fang Tongtong seemed to dislike him when he was first rated, and now he seems to hate him even more.

Lu Zhaomian was a little confused, not knowing where he offended her.

In addition to him, Class B also has two new students.

Lu Zhaomian had a good relationship with them. After standing over, they all smiled and hugged him. After struggling for a while, other students came up to congratulate him.

As for Zhuang Zhi...

Lu Zhaomian glanced at Zhuang Zhi cautiously.

Zhuang Zhian stood quietly in the corner, with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall as if he couldn't lift his strength, his hair didn't seem to be taken care of seriously, but he just grabbed it twice, it was a little messy, but he was a little more angry.

Inexplicably, Lu Zhaomian was pushed to Zhuang Zhi's side, and she didn't know who leaned back. Lu Zhaomian subconsciously took a step back to escape, but bumped into Zhuang Zhi suddenly.

Zhuang Zhi stretched out his hand to stop him, put his right hand on Lu Zhaomian's shoulder, and straightened him up.

"Thank you." Lu Zhaomian glanced back, just happened to meet Zhuang Zhi's gaze looking down at him, Zhuang Zhi's hand was still on his back shoulder, cold, Lu Zhaomian was inexplicably embarrassed.

Zhuang Zhi moved his hand away, rubbed his fingertips together, and then put his hand in front of Lu Zhaomian. Seeing Lu Zhaomian looking at him blankly, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"Congratulations."

His tone was so cold that he seemed to be glowing with air-conditioning, and he couldn't tell that he was congratulating others at all.

But Lu Zhaomian didn't care at all, she pressed her lips with difficulty to suppress her joy, pretended to calmly hold Zhuang Zhi's outstretched hand, and said, "Thank you."

After Lu Zhaomian finished speaking, she took her hand back and forced herself to focus on He Sihan who announced the result of the assessment, but Zhuang Zhi was by his side, so he always unconsciously wanted to look at him a few more times.

Just to appreciate the beauty.

Lu Zhaomian glanced over there again, regretting that he hadn't spoken more to him just now, Lu Zhaomian recalled it in his heart, from entering the camp to now, he had only spoken to Zhuang Zhi three times!

Ah, Lu Zhaomian is somewhat regretful.

Rating results continue to be published.

Mo Tingxing and Jiang Fu's performance was useless, and they stayed in Class B, while He Simeng left Class F as he wished and was promoted to Class C.

Under the signal of He Sihan, all the students returned to the audience, and stood in accordance with the reassigned class. The four colors were mixed together, and each student had a different expression.

"This is the end of the theme song assessment, are you all satisfied with your rating?" He Sihan asked.

"Not satisfied!"

Voices of dissatisfaction far outweigh those of satisfaction.

Everyone's eyes are on the position of Class A. After all, everyone's ultimate goal is the same, to enter Class A, enter the group position, and make a successful debut.

"It doesn't matter, this is not the final result." He Sihan said, "As long as you are willing to work hard, you will be satisfied with your results in the end."

"I think everyone knows that the results of this theme song evaluation determine whether you can stand on the first stage. Unfortunately, the members of class F this time cannot participate in the shooting of the theme song MV." He Sihan watched a scene from class F. All the players took a look.

The players in Class F all looked dispirited.

"In addition, we also need to select a C position for the MV shooting among the current class A players, and this position is not decided by the instructor, but the decision is up to you." He Sihan quickly looked at the A standing in the front The class players went through it once.

The speed of selecting position C is very fast. All the players in class A stand in a row and dance the theme song again at the same time, and then the other players vote.

Although it was not stated explicitly, it was understood by everyone.

Their choice is not only based on who is strong or weak, they also have selfishness, and they will inevitably be biased when voting.

If you look at ability alone, Lu Zhaomian and Zhuang Zhi are on par with Fu Zheng, but if you add popularity...

Lu Zhaomian is more likely to get a C.

Sure enough, He Sihan didn't pretend to be mysterious after counting the votes, turned to look at Lu Zhaomian, and said, "The final candidate for the C position of the theme song, Lu Zhaomian, congratulations."

Until now, the theme song assessment is truly over.

He Sihan and the others finally got off work.

Before leaving, He Sihan sneakily told them a piece of good news. This Saturday, "Let's Form a Group" will be broadcast. The director team will arrange a big screen in the big training room. Those who want to watch it can come directly.

He Simeng screamed in surprise, the reaction was so violent that it seemed that the other contestants were a little too ordinary.

The theme song assessment made the contestants exhausted physically and mentally, and the program team also made a mistake. They didn't inform them of the preparations for the show on the same day, and mercifully put them back to rest.

There was no training at night, and almost all the trainees chose to stay in the dormitory to rest.

Lu Zhaomian went back to bed a little later than the others, and when he entered the room, He Simeng and the three had already chatted together.

Lu Zhaomian saw two boxes of milk in the corner at a glance, and stretched out her hand to scratch her chin.

Jiang Fu was the first to arrive at the dormitory and witnessed the whole process of the staff delivering the milk. Most of the time it was requested by the sponsor, and the reason for putting the milk in the dormitory was probably to place an advertisement.

However, Jiang Fu was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why he had to send two more boxes to Lu Zhaomian.

Driven by curiosity, Jiang Fu asked directly.

Lu Zhaomian glanced at the camera, took out a bottle of milk respectfully, raised her head and drank a couple of sips, her tone was a little uncertain: "Maybe it's because I want to shoot an advertisement?"

The last time he was recording a single show, he was called away by the director, so he mentioned to him about the shooting of the commercial, and it should be finalized today.

Ah, it's also delicious.

Lu Zhaomian looked down at the milk in his hand.

"Wow, when did it happen? Well, you are hiding it from us!" He Simeng rushed over with all her teeth and claws, and took a bottle rudely.

"It was the day when the single-picking was recorded, and it hadn't been decided at that time." Lu Zhaomian opened the box a little, squatted on the ground to share milk for the people present.

The milk is a bit too much, and the shelf life is not too long.

Inexplicably, Lu Zhaomian suddenly thought of Zhuang Zhi, and had some thoughts in his heart.

"Brother." Lu Zhaomian looked up at Jiang Fu who was concentrating on drinking milk, and humbly asked for advice, "If you think a person is particularly good-looking..."

This was the first time that Lu Zhaomian called his brother, Jiang Fu was a little excited, he raised his head when he heard the name, and listened attentively to Lu Zhaomian's speech, and he got the answer halfway through listening.

"Take the initiative!" Although Jiang Fu didn't know why Lu Zhaomian wanted to ask him about this mother's solo, he still gave him advice with confidence. Kindly, "Hey, which beautiful young lady does my brother take a fancy to?"

"It's not Miss Sister." Lu Zhaomian corrected solemnly.

"Who is that?"

"Zhuang Zhi."

Jiang Fu: "???"

The two observers: "???"

Jiang Fu's face was in a daze, as if he was still stuck on "Miss Zhuang Zhi, beautiful lady".

Mo Tingxing had already recovered, found a bag for Lu Zhaomian, filled him with a few bottles of milk provided by the sponsor, and then supported the door frame and watched Lu Zhaomian leave.

——Like an old father sending his son on a long journey.

After Jiang Fu came back to his senses, he saw this scene, and this inexplicable thought rose again in his heart.

Jiang Fu: "..."

What is he thinking about?

Class A's room was on the second floor, and the players' names were posted on the door of the room. It didn't take much for Lu Zhaomian to find the place.

After Zhuang Zhi opened the door, he was surprised to find that it was Lu Zhaomian. He subconsciously turned his eyes around Lu Zhaomian, raised his eyebrows when he saw the bag in his hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu Zhaomian wasn't nervous at first, but he didn't expect Zhuang Zhi to panic instantly when he opened his mouth.

In fact, he has a little bit of social fear, and rarely takes the initiative to communicate with others. The good relationship between him and He Simeng and the others is also based on the initiative of He Simeng and the others. Zhuang Zhi may be the first one who wants to take the initiative to make friends people.

Although the reason is a little superficial.

Take the initiative.Lu Zhaomian remembered Jiang Fu's words.

Lu Zhaomian collected herself, looked at Zhuang Zhi's face and summoned up her courage: "Well, I'll give you milk."

Zhuang Zhi seemed to be smiling, but before Lu Zhaomian could confirm, the smile flashed by.

He turned back and let Lu Zhaomian in.

Zhuang Zhi lives alone, he has very few things, the room looks empty, even if he lives there for a few days, there is no breath of life.

There was a mobile phone on the bed, Lu Zhaomian subconsciously glanced at the corner, and then looked in surprise at Zhuang Zhi who was lazily throwing himself on the bed and fiddled with the mobile phone, thinking that he really didn't care about the director team at all.

Zhuang Zhi waved at him, and after seeing Lu Zhaomian looking at him, he patted the place next to him, signaling him to come over.

Lu Zhaomian struggled for a while, but still couldn't resist the temptation of beauty, and leaned over.

"Look." Zhuang Zhi handed him the phone and asked him to read the content on the screen.

At the very top was written "Lu Zhaomian Chaohua". Lu Zhaomian glanced at it, but didn't understand it, and continued to look down. The first article below was a Weibo post by a sycophant named Elizabeth.

"There is a prize quiz. My brother said in the show that he was eating when he was caught by the director. Excuse me, what was he eating? A: Chuan Chuan..."

The more Lu Zhaomian looked at her expression, the more bewildered she became.

"What's the answer?" Zhuang Zhi turned sideways, pressed his elbows on the bed, propped his chin with his palms, looked down at Lu Zhaomian's hair, as if he was just asking casually.

"I also want to know."

The author has something to say:

Take the initiative, my friends!

If it looks like it, go forward boldly and ask him for WeChat, okay? !