His aura is very strong, and his gentleness is already awe-inspiring on weekdays. Once his face sinks, the atmosphere at the scene is depressed, and no one dares to speak, including Jian Xing Sui's heart on the stage.

But when Fu Jinxiao put down the microphone, his lips hooked, and he said the last sentence slowly: "After all, I never taught how to lose."

This sentence seems a bit nonsensical, and other people can't understand it, but Jian Xingsui doesn't know why, at this moment, he suddenly seems to understand what Fu Yingdi means without a teacher.

Because Fu Jinxiao is the one who never admit defeat.

His works, his style, passed on to fans, passed on to others, are always a kind of brave and fearless spirit.

So how can you be a coward, young man, I have never taught you how to lose.

Jian Xingsui held the microphone, he opened his mouth incoherently, trying to organize the language, but finally a thousand words stuck in his heart, because his mouth was rather stupid, he didn't know what to say to express his feelings, so he had to bow deeply and earnestly Said: "Thank you teacher."

Tuya smiled, she picked up the microphone and said, as if to comfort the child: "Don't be depressed, have a little confidence in yourself, confidence is the most important thing, your song is very good, I look forward to your performance in the future, we are all Am looking forward to."

Teacher Li also said, "Young man, this 20,000 yuan is not easy to get, so you have to work hard."

Jian Xingsui was amused by the tutors, and he bowed again: "Thank you teachers, I will work hard."

Netizens in the live broadcast room also watched the player's performance most seriously:

"This guy is actually quite good."

"Actually, I think he can do B."

"Just him still B? An Ran is only B, don't compare him with him."

"I don't know how to dance. If I give it to B, I suspect that he is the emperor."

After Jian Xingsui went back, the following people started another round of performances. This time, the stage progress was very fast. Even after the night was recorded, everyone had not finished recording. They had to go back in the evening and record another day tomorrow.

When he went back, Shen Xingchen complained, "I didn't get my turn after sitting all day."

Jian Xingsui comforted him: "Tomorrow will be you soon."

Ning Ze, a man who has never been very talkative, came back from fetching water and said for the first time: "Brother Fu is the main tutor this time, he is very strict, many people have been approved today, there are many people in Class F, and those who can enter C and B are all Fortunately, A has not appeared so far, and it will definitely be more difficult for those who perform tomorrow."

In a dormitory, there is no camera, so everyone let go a lot when they talk.

Wen Shengge and Shen Xingchen belong to the same company, and this time they are also performing as a group, so they will come over and whisper: "Brother Chen, don't be afraid of your performance tomorrow, I think your grade must be A, after all, Brother Fu I know you all and have such a good relationship, so it certainly won't make your rank too ugly."

Shen Xingchen sneered: "Fuck, he won't give people a small stove. I've never seen him really favor anyone when I grow up."

The movie emperor, who has a reputation in the industry and is approachable, seems to have a network of contacts throughout the entertainment industry. It seems that he should have a good relationship with many people. In fact, the more people who seem to be easy to get along with, the more difficult it is to approach, and some people's hearts are cold.

Shen Xingchen looked at Jian Xingsui, who was obedient beside him, but took a deep breath and said, "But I don't know why, I think he likes you very much."

Jian Xingsui was stunned: "Why?"

"He looks very serious, doesn't he, but haven't you noticed? He has been playing with his pen during many group performances." Shen Xingchen said in a low voice, "That's basically half closing his eyes and resting his mind, it seems that Concentrated, in fact, once he started playing with the pen, he didn't put his mind on others at all, and even that An Ran only watched for a while."

Jian Xingsui really didn't notice this.

"But you are different. After you came to power, he didn't turn his pen!" Shen Xingchen looked like I was really strange: "Also, I also see that he always takes your data card when he has something to do. Look, have you seen the other players?"

The author has something to say:

Shen Xingchen: I have seen through everything!

Chapter 13 Complaining to Teacher Fu

After Jian Xingsui listened to Shen Xingchen's words, it was like listening to some horror story, and subconsciously retorted: "It should be a coincidence."

Shen Xingchen said, "Then it's all your coincidence."

Jian Xingsui couldn't explain it, he hesitated, half of his heart was a little happy with the beauty that Shen Xingchen had assumed for himself, but the cruel facts on the other side told him that it was impossible, although the plot seemed to be different from what he had before. Again, the butterfly's wings have small flaps, but certainly not much change.

He is just a pào ash. In his last life, he didn't have a clear understanding of himself to receive the lunch. Death at least gave him more brains, and he would no longer be so stupid to imagine things that didn't belong to him.

"Maybe it's because I haven't seen anyone poorer than me." Jian Xingsui laughed at himself lightly: "So I took a few more glances."

Shen Xingchen sneered: "Look at your promising future."

Fu Jinxiao has been in the dàng world for so many years, and he has never seen the rich, the poor, and the rich. Just this little wind and little làng is really not enough to see, how could it really be 20,000 yuan to treat someone differently.

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