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Rong Yuheng felt that Wen Zezheng was really good.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: The world will always be misled by the comments and wind from the outside world, thus forming deep-rooted prejudices. They couldn't see at all, what kind of fiery heart was wrapped under Wen Zezhen's indifferent appearance!

Wen Zizhang had already touched out the phone, "I'll sweep you."

Rong Yuheng hurriedly passed the phone over with a shy face.

With a beep, the friend requested to jump out of the page, and the moment Rong Yuheng clicked on it, he fell into a short sluggishness—

Even if the avatar is an ID photo, after all, the person is handsome.

But Wen Zezheng's WeChat name is actually called "Wen Zezheng"!

Three upright characters! It looks like it is selling insurance.

Wen Zexuan noticed that he had a different color, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Rong Yuheng's smile was far-fetched, "It's okay, just...I don't think I need to change the remarks for you, it's pretty good."

Wen Zezong, "..."

He pursed his mouth and was silent for two seconds, but couldn't help but explain, "I'm all acquaintances on WeChat, so it's easy for everyone to communicate."

Rong Yuheng nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I understand..."

With Wen Zezheng's guidance, Rong Yuheng felt much more at ease. The knockout round was about to start, he left after giving Wen Zizhang flowers.

The door closed with a "click", and there was only one person left in the small lounge. He stared at the portrait of the Q-version flower on the phone interface, and poked it with a finger awkwardly.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open again with a "crash"—

With a guilty conscience, Wen Zezong was startled for a second, and the phone almost flipped back in his hand.

Rong Yuheng poked a furry head through the crack of the door, smiling brightly and sweetly.

"Eh forgot to say, Teacher Wen, I love you so much~"

After speaking, the door closed again with a "click".

"..." Wen Zexuan's throat twitched.

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The day of the first knockout round.

The trainees got on the company bus early in the morning and went to the local TV station to record the game. The order of appearance was decided early and Rong Yuheng ranked 13th, the same as his audition number.

He doesn't know if he has any indissoluble bond with 13, but he is willing to cherish every fate.

Everyone arrives at the TV station together with the instructor, and is then taken backstage to make-up.

It is the first time for Rong Yuheng to put on full makeup. In order to match his stage performance, he also wears a pair of glasses and puts a mole on the corner of his eye.

Zou Yi turned his head and glanced at him, and said in a daze, "You look very different today than usual."

Rong Yuheng, "What is it like today?"

Zou Yi, "Human looks like a dog."

Rong Yuheng, "...Thank you, thank you."

Huang Jianing was the third player to play. He had already put on his makeup at the moment and was flying all over the court like a little sparrow who couldn't be idle. Flew a circle and finally settled here at Rong Yuheng,

"Wow, Xiao Rong, you look very different today!"

Rong Yuheng was holding his chin and asked the makeup artist to shadow him, and said numbly, "I know, people look like dogs."

"..."

Huang Jianing's eyes were complicated, "I actually want to praise you for being beautiful."

Rong Yuheng, "...Okay, thank you."

While the two were talking, Bian Chen passed by from behind, and Rong Yuheng looked at him as soon as he rolled his eyes, and his brows were instantly overjoyed.

"Brother Chen, did you make a cheer for me again?"

Bian Chen felt like he was thrown into the net, "...nothing."

Rong Yuheng's brows and eyes collapsed, and his loss plummeted.

Upon seeing this, Bian Chen subconsciously came up with an explanation, "I have been preparing for the game recently, and I don't have so much time."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to chew his tongue and swallow it-it's grass, why did he explain this specifically!

What else is "again" as a cheering word? He never cheered on Rong Yuheng at all!

Rong Yuheng comforted him generously, "It's okay, you can do it after the elimination round is over."

Bian Chen, "Oh, good."

Huang Jianing was onlookers all the way, "..."

He felt that Bian Chen looked like a not very clever Yazi.

After half an hour.

The Lime TV live channel was opened, and the large and bright stage was full of live cheers and applause presented in front of netizens.

The host Xi Lin stood in the middle of the stage, and after reciting an exciting opening speech, he invited the three judges and mentors of this draft-Qiao Tan, Song Tang, and Jin Zhiyao in turn.

After the three people were seated, the applause gradually fell. Xi Lin asked,

"Everyone knows that this knockout is our first match after the preliminary round, so several instructors think, do your students have changed from the initial round?"

Song Tang first said, "I think they have become more mature. They have found their own shortcomings in mutual learning and competition, and they have grown up. And the collective life has also taught them teamwork, which I think is very precious. A thing."

Qiao Tan laughed, "Teacher Song, did you do this official as soon as you came?"

Song Tang couldn't hold back a "poof" laugh, "Then Teacher Qiao, I'll listen."

Qiao Tan said, "I think there are more students."

"More?"

"Yes," Qiao Tan said, "each of them has developed more of themselves, so my students have increased."

Song Tang nodded and took the lead in applauding, "Well said!"

Xi Lin, "Where is Mr. Jin?"

Jin Zhiyao raised his hand and hooked the broken hair around his ear, and said with a smile, "Is it more mature, both technically and psychologically, it is a bit higher than the primary election."

"Okay." Xi Lin retracted the conversation and turned to the camera. "Since our three instructors are so satisfied with the performance of the students, let us test the results together! First of all, please invite the number one player, Nan Min Cedar—"

As soon as the voice fell, the stage lights went out.

A few seconds later, a beam of light "brushed" down from the top of the head, and the music blasted loudly. The figure of Nan Minshan on the stage stood in the center of the beam of light. With the sound of the music, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked forward. His eyebrows were thunderous with applause from the audience.

Barrage screams wildly:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's started!"

"I'm gone, I'm gone!"

The stage was shining with stars, and the sky-shaking vocal music spread to the backstage. Huang Jianing was moving his hands and feet to make preparations. Next to him was Zhou Shubai, who was ranked 17th, but looked even more nervous than Huang Jianing.

Rong Yuheng hugged him lovingly, his warm arms twirled gently, as if he was coaxing a 200-jin child.

"Brother Shubai, don't be afraid, I will go home if the big deal comes~"

Zhou Shubai, "Uuuuuu..."

Huang Jianing breathed, "You sound like threatening him."

Rong Yuheng, if unheard of, continues to soothe the young master's crisp heart in a unique way.

At the end of the two rounds of performances, Huang Jianing followed suit. I could feel that he was very popular, and the screams from the audience in front of him went straight to the backstage.

It also pierced Zhou Shubai's trembling heart.

He repeatedly confirmed to Rong Yuheng, "Will I be laughed at?"

Rong Yuheng's voice is sincere, "I am also the first to be laughed at."

Zhou Shubai recalled the content of the former rehearsal, and was immediately convinced. He regained his spirit, "I will go and practice again."

"Go ahead."

After Zhou Shubai left, Rong Yuheng sat bored and played with his mobile phone. The social software swiped it again, and his gaze was suddenly set on the name "Wen Zezong".

Rong Yuheng thought for a while, then clicked on the dialog box and sent a message.

[Rong Yuheng]: Teacher Wen, did you come to the scene today?

Wen Zezhen didn't know what he was doing, so he responded quickly.

[Wen Zetong]: No.

Rong Yuheng immediately felt sorry for him, and could only comfort him:

[Rong Yuheng]: Well, there is always some regret in life.

[Wen Zetong]: …I can watch the replay.

[Rong Yuheng]:? ? Do you really know how to watch [Sea Otter Rubbing Face.jpg]

Wen Zezheng on the other end of the phone stared at the sea otter and rubbed his face, pulling a small arc at the corner of his mouth. The staff not far away was already calling him, "Brother Yu! The equipment is already in place, here you are!"

Wen Zeleng replied quickly, put down his phone and walked over.

Rong Yuheng was squatting on the radish in the background, and the phone vibrated, and a bubble popped up beside Wen Zezhen's correct ID photo.

[Wen Zetong]: I am looking forward to it, come on. [Sea Otter Rubbing Face.jpg]

At the headquarters of the Rong Group, Rong Congyan once again drove away the weak tool man Secretary Shen, and sat upright behind a solid wood desk watching the live broadcast of the knockout match of "Ace of Stars".

The previous contestants have performed more than ten times, and the passionate screams on the barrage never stopped:

"Zou Yi is the most handsome, and my sister loves it the most! Ahhhhhhh!"

"Jianing's dance is not a dance, but a drum in my heart!"

"The soup will fly as much as you want, and the soup bag will always be with you! Give me the soup and soup!!"

…

While Rong Congyan was waiting to start standing on tiptoe, a line of words finally slid out on the big screen:

—No. 13 Rong Yuheng

Rong Congyan immediately sat upright, taking a sip of the cool coffee to refresh himself.

The light on the stage went out instantly. Rows of barrage slowly slipped past the dark screen:

"I'm coming…"

"The picture I'm looking forward to is finally here"...

Suddenly, a rapid drum beat sounded, and then rushed into the familiar electronic instrument-Rong Congyan's heart beat! I always feel that the beginning of this passage is inexplicably familiar, and I often heard it when I passed by Rong Yuheng's bedroom for a while.

As if to prove his conjecture, the stage lights were lined up "swipely", standing in the center of the stage, Rong Yuheng, wearing framed glasses and wearing a student uniform, appeared on stage!

He looked at the lens from behind the lens, raised his hand and pushed the frame of the glasses, the tear mole at the corner of his eye flashed, and he spoke gracefully:

Standup! (stand up)

颜上げな视界夺う忧郁を

(The melancholy that raises your head will take away your sight)

Elegant にさばいて

(Swept away gracefully)

ほらbreakfast～(breakfast)

ナイフandフォークで平げる

(One knife and one fork can be divided equally)

Allright—(Ok)

いざなえ Graceful na life!

(We sincerely invite you to pursue an elegant life together)

The barrage was silent for a moment and suddenly erupted:

"Fuck! Please advise me more in Shimosakamoto!?"

"My God hahahahaha!"

"Ahhhh, forcing Wang to join!"

"Is my soul of the second dimension finally awakening??"

Rong Congyan's head was buzzing the moment Rong Yuheng spoke!

No wonder it's so familiar! During that time, Rong Yuheng chased him every day!

Rong Yuheng posed a few aggressive poses on the stage, then hit his arms straight, pointing diagonally upward, and his lower body was in a lunge.

Without knowing how to do it, the whole person began to drift horizontally on the stage!

At the same time, his eyes are still arrogant and cold, precipitating a wise light:

さあ、it'sshowtime

(Come on, show time is up)

见开いて逸らすな目を

(Keep your eyes open, don’t look away)

Dazzle しく孤高のニューワールド

(This dazzling and lonely new world)

Yeahyeahブレるな～

(Unshakable as a rock)

Heyboys! (Hey boy)

あふれ出す想い己つらぬけよ

(The overflowing ideas will carry out self to the end)

スペシャルをプレゼント

(Let me give you a special gift)

行こうぜgoありのままで

(Go ahead and keep your true colors)

Breakout! (Break it all)

嵐起こせおもてなす

(Raising the wind and rain, this is my feast for you)

お前连れてくheavenへ

(Let me take you straight to heaven and paradise)

…

After drifting back and forth smoothly, Rong Yuheng returned to the center of the stage, singing loudly and jumping horizontally:

"Oh~yeahyeah! ビビるな (don’t be afraid)—"

Barrage:

"Fuck hahahahahahaha! Jump left and right!"

"God restored! I love it!"

"Oh~yeahyeah!!"

"All members stand up, see Force King!"

Rong Congyan in front of the screen, "..." wants to die.

Rong Tianshen has something to convene the board of directors today, it is rare to come to the company. As soon as he went upstairs, he met Rong Congyan’s personal secretary Xiao Shen, Rong Tianshen frowned and called to stop.

"Xiao Shen, what are you messing around here, Cong Yan is likely to need you at any time!"

Rong Tianshen was not angry when he stared at people, Xiao Shen was so wronged that tears came down.

"President Rong, Mr. Rong told me not to disturb him."

Rong Tianshen, "What is he doing?"

Xiao Shen weighed the execution between immediate execution and reprieve, and finally chose the latter, "Xiao Rong always seems to be... chasing variety shows."

Rong Tianshen, "?"

…

Rong Yuheng's performance is over, and the scene is all boiling! Half of the people in the auditorium have been in the two-dimensional circle more or less, and some of the deep two thorn apes even stood up directly from their seats and waved to call.

The picture was once dead.

The barrage was full of "Pick him!" and "Pickpick!" Rong Congyan also held the mouse and started to play tricks:

Where are the votes?

At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open with a "clang". Rong Congyan was taken aback. Just as he was about to raise his head and scold him, he saw his old man walking in with a stride.

Rong Congyan, "..."

Rong Tianshen walked up to the former in a few steps, his majestic face filled with anger, "I gave you the company to let you follow variety shows?"

Rong Congyan choked in his heart, and filtered out a set of best rhetoric as his thoughts were running fast.

"Dad, it's a variety show that Xiaoheng participated in."

Rong Congyan turned the screen over, "Xiaoheng has worked so hard outside alone. If he is eliminated, he will really starve to death. My brother must support him."

Rong Tianshen stared at the screen without saying a word, his cheeks bitten tightly.

His chest rose and fell a few times, and he spoke coldly for a long while.

"Selling laughs and singing, what can you do! I don't have a son as strong as his."

Rong Congyan knew that his father had always used harsh words, so he didn't say anything, but silently turned the computer back and started voting.

As he was trying to fiddle, he saw Rong Tianshen stealing a glance from the side. The latter took a few glances, took out the phone, and talked to himself very deliberately.

"I look at the news from the board of directors."

Rong Congyan fumbled for a while, and quickly cast his votes, then turned around to see that Rong Tianshen was still working on his phone.

He was silent for two seconds before speaking softly, "Lime TV, "Ace of Stars", there is a voting channel in the upper right corner."

Rong Tianshen took a meal, "..."

Rong Tianshen, "Oh."

The author has something to say: Rong Congyan sends out a team invitation: Do you want to chase variety shows together?

Xiao Rong’s song is the op: Coolest of "What's Your Work in Shimosakamoto"

If you are interested, you can eat it with music

Ps. Today’s lyrics are a bit long. According to the little angel’s suggestion, I have attached Chinese to facilitate understanding. I didn’t find a Chinese-Japanese version, so the Chinese is hand-written.