The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 516 Cat-eared teen idol vs. draft group pets little salted fish 67

   Drums are dense and powerful.

   Originally dance should be pure.

   On the instructor's seat at the performance site, the camera would occasionally come over. In order not to grab the highlights of the trainees, there were not many shots.

  Only after each group singing and dancing, the instructor will simply point out their strengths and weaknesses and give advice.

  Shen Qingzhuo was the youngest, but sitting in the middle, his eyes never left the stage from beginning to end, watching every trainee, unlike the sloppy offstage, unexpectedly quiet, giving them enough respect.

   He wore a black headset, and his face was deep. After the music ended, the voice fell on the stage clearly, clear and sweet, and blood was seen.

   The barrage flew very fast, and everyone was discussing who could win the championship this time.

The most watched    program group is undoubtedly Yu Shu and Yuan Qian.

  The former has a long practice career and is obvious to all, but the latter is a complete dark horse, and it is a perfect horse!

   And the styles of the two are very similar, so it is inevitable that they will be compared.

  [Yuan Qian is too strong! ! This is simply not the level a trainee should have! ]

  [I don't know why...I feel that Yuan Qian is a little familiar with Typhoon, but I can't tell? ]

   [To be honest, I think Yuan Qian is a bit like a goddess when she sings, and like Yu Shu when she dances, and a little bit like the teacher Li in the music world, as if she has united everyone? strange. ]

   [Hehehe, do you need to touch porcelain if you dance well? Everyone's typhoon is different, okay, it really is a lot of popular people, don't blindly slap our Qianqian popularity. ]

   [Who is Shen Qingzhuo? Who is Yu Shu? Who is Teacher Li? ]

   [To tell the truth, so stressed? ]

   At the same time, the headquarters of Huaxing Media Company.

   Boardroom on the top floor.

  The atmosphere was dead silent.

   The director of the planning department was talking about the plan respectfully, and all the directors were waiting for it, for fear of annoyed the one above.

  The man suddenly raised his hand: "Wait."

   The director hurriedly responded, ready to wait for the sharp criticism from Director Jiang, who knew that he said, "It's a personal matter, so suspend the meeting for five minutes."

  “???”

  On the main seat, a handsome and elegant man with a solemn expression took out his mobile phone, entered the family group, and posted his daughter's voting link in the group.

  The name of the group is: Miss Support Group

  Jiang Li'an's father: [There are still five minutes left to vote, everyone hurry up to vote, remember to send screenshots in the group to punch in. ]

   distant cousin: [I have already voted for my cousin! Cousin rush rush! ]

   Uncle: [Your sister-in-law and I are watching the live broadcast room, Xiao Li An is so cute! ]

   Auntie: [Send Li An on his debut! ! Don't gossip here, go and make a list for Li An! ]

  Three Uncles: [voted]

   Auntie: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

   Dong Jiang showed a satisfied smile.

   The whole board is full of question marks.

  What happened?

  Jiang family, a century-old family with the illusion of family power rooted at the top of the southern city.

   It is also a dragon and a phoenix to single out one.

   This does not prevent them, they all work hard to make money for one goal.

   The ring that Miss    fancy costs 100 million yuan, and it has to be an orphan from the Central European aristocracy in the last century.

   What reason do they have for not working hard to make money? !

   Father Yuan, as the general manager of the public relations department, was naturally in the conference room, absent-mindedly thinking about his precious daughter's performance today, and he didn't know if Yuan Qian, as a sister, had taken good care of Yuan Shilan.

   Two messages were suddenly sent from the phone, which were a string of anonymous numbers.

  ——You can't pay back 30 million in two months. Be careful with your legs. You don't want everyone to know what kind of person Huaxing's public relations manager is in private, right?

   - I heard you have two daughters.

   Father Yuan's pupils shrunk, panic and fear disappeared in a flash. He mortgaged all his assets in the casino last month without telling his family. He thought he would make a lot of money, but he didn't expect to lose!

   Now the debt collection at the casino is tight, and he has no liquidity at all.

How to do?

   Father Yuan gritted his teeth, looked up at the director of the financial department sitting opposite, and quickly retracted his gaze.

   Performance site.

After all the    Sixth Patriarch trainees finished their performances, they began to vote against time.

  Tan Junxi announced the number of votes as the person in charge of the whole people.

it is a pity that--

   Yu Shu's group lost to Yuan Qian by three votes.

   The two people's tickets have been chasing very closely, and it is difficult to tell the difference. Every time Yu Shu is slightly worse.

   "I think you are the most powerful." Jiang Li'an looked at the votes, and suddenly said something next to Yu Shu.

   Yu Shu sat wearily on the steps, froze for a moment, and said thank you softly.

   She covered her face, and the thick calluses on her fingers rubbed her cheeks. She was a little confused. After a long time, she said, "I don't know why, but I feel as if I live in Yuan Qian's shadow."

  Everything about the other party is just like her.

   The character is like, the route is like, and the stage is like.

   Everyone is independent, Yu Shu never expected to meet someone so similar to him.

   "It's not like that." Jiang Li'an shook his head and said, "You are you, and no one can replace you."

   "Your dance has a soul, I believe in you, you can do it!"

   Yu Shu's tense shoulders slackened unknowingly, and said cautiously, "We encourage each other!"

  "..." Ah, you don't have to share dance with each other, right?

   "Congratulations to the popular king of our second performance -- Yuan Qian!" Tan Junxi raised his eyebrows, and the thought in his eyes was fleeting, and asked her to come on stage.

Yuan Qian was not surprised. For this position, she practiced dancing until three or four in the morning, and jumped to the point where her toes blistered and bleed. Come on, it's all just a dream, and I've become a muddy existence that everyone shouts at.

   The current glory is earned by her hard work and sweat.

  Yuan Qian doesn't thank anyone at all, because she knows that the only person she can rely on is herself, and if you don't do it for yourself, the world will be destroyed!

   A strong spotlight hit Yuan Qian. Through the dazzling light, she saw familiar and unfamiliar faces.

   She narrowed her eyes to see clearly, then stood at the top and smiled.

   Yuan Shilan's quota has dropped by 16 places from the last performance, and dropped to 20 places.

   The promotion this time is 61 people into 30 people.

   She didn't expect that she would drop so much.

   The older sister, who has always been useless, became the first.

   Yuan Shilan's eyes gradually turned into a crazy haze.

  Jiang Li'an's quota was just stuck at twenty-ninth place, so he passed the passing line.

   She really wanted to say, why don't you just forget me.

   This performance also opened the voting channel for the top five eliminations, and those who stayed were weeping with joy.

The second day of the    performance.

The    training room was extraordinarily empty, with only 32 people left, and the original 100 people could no longer be seen.

   The sky outside the window is gloomy and depressing.

   The wind howled.

   "I didn't expect that the third performance would be coming so soon." Lu Chi said in a trance, "The performance is almost over, and the debut night is coming soon..."

   "I don't know how the PK will be done on the debut night."

   "Are you okay?" Tan Junxi smiled, "Next we will announce the rules for the third performance."

   "This performance is a stage for mentor collaboration!"

   (end of this chapter)