After Rebirth, I and Idol Have HE [Entertainment Circle]

The evening performance went well. Although there were a few people who did not complete the dance moves, in general, there was nothing wrong with it.

Because of time, it was not particularly good, but it was expected.

Only two people...

Shen Rian raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qin Yun.

Cooperating often, and being a friend, Qin Yun knew what he meant by just a glance.

Wang Yunshui learned it in advance, and although his performance was brilliant, it was in fact that way. Xu Xiaodi is good, solid foundation, well-known dance skills, good relationship with choreography, and good stage tension.

But she had known for a long time and had seen Xu Xiaodi’s performance, so there was no accident, but another person...

Shen Rian clutched Mai and said to Qin Yun: "The progress is really great, the typhoon is steady, and there are no technical problems at all."

Zhou Rui also nodded. He looked at the other side, "The appearance is much better than before."

It's almost like a different person.

Qin Yun spends more time in the building than the other two people because of her gender, so she knows a little bit, "She has very high demands on herself, and she has strict training."

It can be seen that otherwise it will not change so quickly.

Such a person, being selected into this project, do not know whether it is lucky or unfortunate.

The corner of Qin Yun's mouth turned upwards, and he whispered to Shen Rian, "There is another surprise, I won't tell you now."

Shen Ri'an shook for a moment, a bit unable to sit still, but now he is shooting, he can't do too much, so he can only hold it back, move for a while, and watch Qin Yun frequently.

When it came time to comment, the three people took turns to praise An Rong.

An Rong smiled happily, his eyes curled like a little fox, but he didn't mean to float proudly at all. After he was happy, he stepped down steadily.

Xu Xiaodi poked out half of her head in the background, happily like something. Before An Rong walked over, she stretched out her hand and hooked it to An Rong's shoulder, with a big smile on the half of his exposed face.

There was a machine next to him, and An Rong stretched out his hand to protect Xu Xiaodi's waist vainly. He didn't touch her, but he wouldn't let the corners of the instrument hit her.

The camera kept up wittily and captured this scene.

"Look! I'll say you are the best." Xu Xiaodi hung on An Rong excitedly, and found a problem, "Hey, you don't grow up, it won't be convenient for me to be taller."

An Rong turned his head to look at Xu Xiaodi who was happy, and said meaningfully, "It's okay, it won't affect."

Xu Xiaodi blinked, and the arm that hung around An Rong's neck hooked, "It's too influential, I'll have to pad my toes then."

An Rong smiled, and her heart said no, she had almost practiced her strength, and she could hug Xu Xiaodi at that time. It would be convenient to come anywhere.

In the long-term secret love, she learned to self-mediate, and all emotions can be quickly suppressed.

At least, her temper is not useless, at least she knows that Xu Xiaodi cares about her now.

That's enough, secret love, you probably have to have a steel smart heart that can control the temperature at any time.

After the performance, no new assessment was arranged. Qin Yun, as the representative of the examiner, officially notified the knockout and knockout requirements on August 1. This is the notice time on the bright side and is for the audience to see.

The previous interview has already been cut, and it will be broadcast here, making the feel of an immediate distribution task, so that the audience thinks they only have one day to prepare.

But it's actually the same.

Although I had known it a long time ago, after Qin Yun said it, the scene was still wailing.

Qin Yun smiled, "I believe you, come on."

Everyone is crying, so why don't you add any oil? Only one day is left, really panic.

That night, it was another sleepless night. It seemed that after arriving here, only the first time and rest were normal, and then gradually night owls.

Xu Xiaodi knew that An Rong was going to sing, but couldn't ask what she was going to sing. Anxiously every day when he came out of the dance studio, he grabbed An Rong and asked.

"Is there anything I can't say?" Xu Xiaodi flashed brightly and was frightened by her bold thoughts. "You, aren't you singing a song you wrote?"

An Rong raised his eyebrows, "Why not?"

Xu Xiaodi exaggeratedly covered her chest, "Although I know you are writing a song, but... this is a knockout match!"

Even if it's already set, it shouldn't be too obvious, right? Isn't this giving black fans a chance?

"Think about it again!"

An Rong said: "The accompaniment has been handed in."

Xu Xiaodi:...

This little stubborn donkey!

Xu Xiaodi felt that she was just a worried mother, and muttered to herself: "No way, the girl is in the rebellious period, and she can't control it anymore."

An Rong:...

Is it okay to take the opportunity to copy cheap?

The knockout match is like a scourge chasing behind the **** of time. Everyone dared not sit down and eat safely. It felt like time was gone in the blink of an eye.

In the evening, Xia Chunhua didn't seem to be nervous anymore, and she didn't practice either, walking around from room to room like a cat patrolling the territory behind her hand.

She is generous and has a good personality, and she has a good relationship with everyone. She mixed up to the last one, holding a bunch of snack dolls in her hand, and looked at the table when she came in.

An Rong couldn't laugh or cry. He pointed to the chocolate in Xu Xiaodi's mask box and said, "This is the only thing you gave, and there is a cat, which was also a gift."

Xia Chunhua shook her head and sighed, "You are so miserable, really, my sister loves you."

When she said that, she shared the things in her arms to more than half of An Rong.

An Rong said hurriedly, "Don't, I'll give it to you."

After all, I feel that this may be the last night to stay here, and Xia Chunhua must have thought so too, so she wandered like this.

An Rong said: "I work out and don't eat snacks."

She also said thank you. Xia Chunhua knew that she was working out now, and turned her head to look at Xu Xiaodi.

Xu Xiaodi smiled and said: "There is nothing else, I'm the only daughter left, you want you to take it away."

She pointed to An Rong.

An Rong:...

Xia Chunhua:...

Xia Chunhua twitched her mouth and felt that she couldn't do it. She usually claims to be her sister to An Rong. Isn't this indirectly being taken advantage of by Xu Xiaodi? They must not be able to leave anyway, so don't panic.

Xia Chunhua slipped fast.

No more sister.

On the second day, the tension reached its climax.

Chen Xin came to inform that he was going to the studio for this knockout match. The stage lighting over there was ready, and the order of appearance was decided by lottery this time.

Xu Xiaodi drew the sixth, and turned around and said to An Rong: "Sixty-six is ​​a good deal, let us trade privately, I will give it to you."

Although she knew that she was two-pointed and seven-pointed acting, Kishi Rong was still happy for that point.

It's just that she has someone else, so she said seriously, "I don't want it."

Then he reached in and fumbled out a ping-pong ball, which said: 20.

An Rong:...

The expression was split on the spot.

She asked Chen Xin, "Is it possible that this is a non-standard 02?"

Chen Xin smiled and shook her head.

I don’t know who got 02 and is crying.

When things are coming, I want to play late, but I’m late to the last one, so it’s boring to wait...

The game started at three in the afternoon, giving them time to open their voices and walk through the rehearsal process and adjust the scene in the morning.

In the afternoon, make-up, styling, and check the order of appearance.

An Rong looked at it, and many of the audience inside were fresh faces.

She told Xu Xiaodi, Xu Xiaodi said nonchalantly: "It should be a real audience."

After all, after the show was broadcast, some fans began to grow.

After the official start, An Rong stood behind the curtain at the entrance, waiting one by one, finally waiting for Xu Xiaodi to be on.

Xu Xiaodi hugged her.

An Rong said, "Come on."

Xu Xiaodi left with a hum.

The light was warm red, and it was particularly gorgeous when hitting Xu Xiaodi, and there were a lot of screams in the audience.

An Rong smiled, listening to the people behind him envyingly: "Xu Xiaodi's fan."

She often sees Xu Xiaodi like this, watching her stretch out her wings like a bird and arrogant like the sexiest cat. This is a song that resists the label of prejudice from the perspective of a dancer. The original dance mainly expresses the fierce resistance and struggle, but Xu Xiaodi changed her feelings to be more delicate and soft, which made the dancers even more tragic.

An Rong couldn't see her front, but she could imagine it, it must be coquettish and ironic.

She applauded with the audience in the audience.

After Xu Xiaodi stepped down, An Rong stood for a while before leaving.

No one could think that she just wanted to see Xu Xiaodi.

When she saw Xu Xiaodi again, Xu Xiaodi had changed clothes and sat in a daze in the corner.

An Rong said, "I will go up after it is over."

Xu Xiaodi returned to his senses, oh and said, "That one is too tight and it's uncomfortable to wear. Anyway, it's still early. I'll change it later."

Both of them hid quietly in the corner, until the name of the nineteenth person was called before Kishi Rong got up to prepare.

Xu Xiaodi said: "Come on!"

Kishi Rong stretched out his hand.

Xu Xiaodi smiled, got up and gave her a hug.

When the host called To An Rong's name, the lights on the front stage were all off.

The audience was unclear, so it became noisy.

A slight drumbeat suddenly appeared, becoming more and more obvious.

Bang—Boom—Boom—

The lights were still off, but no one panicked anymore. It was not a stage accident.

An almost whispering voice sounded ambiguously, ethereal and breathy, as if it was in the ear.

"Ah love—she's here—will you go with me—"

The tone is a bit nervous, and many people get goose bumps in an instant.

There was only a beam of light on the stage, shining on the person with the head bowed in the middle. She held the microphone and panted with the accompaniment, which made people restless. The lowered voice had a trace of magnetism and was extraordinarily sexy. .

"His high heels, my fingertips melted, and the thick night was pressed down

Stop in the crowd, embrace flowers and love, but don’t say love

Really and fake, look at the flowers in the fog, you say you are a friend, a little fool

Joke on stage, are you serious? Haha—"

The accompaniment suddenly disappeared, and the clear laughter on the final note seemed lonely, innocent and cruel.

There was a pause for a second, and the music suddenly violently burst out like catharsis. An Rong slowly raised his head, his eyes frowned, fierce and sad.

"Hugging in the lonely night is true or false

Is the secret love story just being passionate?

I cried and laughed

Do good friends also need to kiss

You have him by your side

Cigarette falls on fingertips to burn scars

But still love, love"

Kishi Rong's trembling tail sound seemed to be a little begging, as if the pain was still on his fingertips, and the person in front of him was no longer there.

"I have nowhere to go, embarrassed to the humble

I can’t extricate myself from it, the love that will do my own way.

I have fallen off the cliff, struggling in hell

Save me or kill me"

There was no high pitch, and she was not hysterical, but her voice trembled, and finally compromised, so she had to murmur: "KillMEKISSME, KISSMEKillME."

This pain can only be redeemed by death or getting her kiss.

The lights on the stage were gradually shining behind her, and her expression could not be seen against the light. She lifted her eyelids, her eyes deeply not knowing where to look.

"Whose voice is rustling, whispering softly, the morning light reflects the black hair

Retreat from the hustle and bustle, kiss the eyelash feather crow lightly, it turns out that it's still you

Oops-love

Love-oops"

Do it again, if it's you, it's still love.