From one word to ten, and from ten to hundreds, the affectionate deeds of "Zhongjing Chen would release a song every year to commemorate his dead first girlfriend" spread and became a big unsolved mystery in today's entertainment industry.

Feng Yasong doesn't care what the truth is.

She likes Chong Jingchen purely because she likes his voice, appreciates his character, and...

I am greedy for his cold, kitten-like face that is obviously charming to all living beings, but is slumped every day and has no desires or desires.

He looks so arrogant and petite that the whole world owes him millions. Will it take a long time to make him cry?

While I was thinking wildly, the familiar prelude of Fengya Song sounded in the studio.

It’s Chongjing Chen’s famous song, “First Love”!

Accompanied by sad music, the man held a black umbrella and stood on the lift platform slowly rising.

With just one silhouette, the fans in the live broadcast room were so excited that they transformed into groundhogs in one second!

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah brother Zhong, I love you! 】

【Ahhhhhh the missing person is back!】

[Holy shit, shit, shit! Am I dreaming? Did Chonghua Entertainment really capture my brother Zhong back from no man’s land? 】

[Upstairs, are you sure it’s not the CEO of Chonghua Entertainment who put a knife on his neck and begged Brother Zhong to support his show?]

The moment the lift came to a stop, the stage lights turned on.

Fans were full of surprise, but the moment they saw the face on the screen, they turned into shock.

[Holy shit, shit, shit! What happened? Why did my brother Zhong suddenly become so thin? 】

[emmm... Just returned from escaping from no man’s land? 】

[It’s really haggard that can be seen with the naked eye, Chonghua Entertainment, what exactly did you do to my brother Zhong!]

【Ah ah ah ah give back my arrogant and high-spirited Chongqing Chen! 】

The man on the stage has deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and a sharp mandibular line that outlines a cold and hard facial line.

The right distance between the eyebrows and eyes cleverly neutralizes a bit of coldness, adding a bit of melancholy and tenderness to him.

This earned him a joke: Looking at dogs is affectionate.

But now, those eyes that were as affectionate as looking at a dog were lowered, and all the emotions turned into lingering songs, such as resentment, admiration, and weeping.

Full of contagion.

After finishing the song, the fans in the live broadcast room and preparation room burst into tears.

Even the optimist Xu Yan had tears in his eyes and stuttered: "Brother Zhong, do you mind if I interview you on the spot?"

It's not that he wants to spoil the fun, it's just that Zhongjing Chen is always seen and seen, and even the paparazzi have a hard time catching him in person.

Finally getting a chance to communicate with him face to face, Xu Yan didn't want to miss it!

The people on the stage heard the words and did not reply immediately.

He closed the umbrella slowly, but his expression was even colder than the killer sheathing his sword.

After arranging the umbrella without any wrinkles, Zhong Jingchen finally raised his eyes and coldly uttered four words: "No comment."

The clear voice seemed to be mixed with a strong murderous aura. Xu Yan was so cold that his whole body trembled and he did not dare to say another word.

After all, you can't hide the look in someone's eyes.

Compared with gossip, his life is more important!

After cautiously asking the big Buddha, Zhong Jingchen, to step down, Xu Yan turned back to the host in a second: "Hello, trainees in the preparation room~"

The girls who were suddenly cue responded enthusiastically: "Hello, teacher~"

Xu Yan said: "First of all, congratulations on standing out from the fiercely competitive auditions across the country."

"Next, you will usher in three months of trainee life."

"Three months later, only the 11 girls who are most loved by the audience will be able to make their official debut as Flash Girls!"

After a brief greeting, Xu Yan got to the point: "Now let's start your first class of admission, the graded assessment."

"The assessment rules are: trainees freely decide the order in which they will appear, and they will perform your first stage performances in turn, and the instructors will rate your performance and assign you to different classes..."

After reading out the rules in one breath, Xu Yan said: "Now I give you one minute to decide who will go on stage first."

After saying that, the countdown started like a reminder: "59, 58, 57..."

The trainees in the preparation room were all dumbfounded.

"I beep - is it so exciting? The game starts suddenly?"

"Who wants to be the first on stage?"

"Woah, don't look at me! I'm afraid of society!"

"Hey, I don't want to compete anymore, mom, I want to go home!"

Amidst the commotion of howling ghosts and howling wolves, the countdown gradually came to an end: "10, 9, 8..."

Feng Yasong collapsed on the sofa, unable to move.

In performing arts activities, the first and last people on stage are often the easiest to leave a deep impression on the audience.

It is also easy for the judges to give a high or low score to the first person on stage because there is no comparison.

She is someone who has made up her mind to go on a tour, so there is no need for her to be eccentric in order to attract attention.

When the audience and judges are all tired of aesthetic appreciation, it will not be too late for her to take the stage again.

Lu Ruimo, who had been sitting next to her, stood up at the end of the countdown and said, "I'll do it first."

Under the looks of admiration or disdain from the girls, Lu Ruimo walked onto the stage gracefully.

She chose a fast-paced English song that is suitable for singing and dancing.

The pronunciation is standard throughout and the breath is steady.

The dance is relaxed and relaxed, and the points are precise.

It's so silky smooth that I can't help but blow away the heavenly caps of everyone present!

The four instructors didn't even need to discuss it, and they unanimously gave an A!

Xu Yan said: "Congratulations to Lu Ruimo for getting an A rating. It's a good start for everyone."

"Now you can sit down at any one of the seats numbered 1 to 11."

Behind the instructor's seat are the players' seats distributed in a pyramid shape.

There are huge numbers written on each seat, counting from top to bottom, they range from 1 to 101.

Lu Ruimo didn't hesitate and walked straight to seat No. 1 at the top of the pyramid.

He walked with his head held high, neither humble nor arrogant, like a king returning in triumph.

This instantly aroused the competitiveness of the other girls in the preparation room, making them think, ‘I can do it too’.

Xu Yan didn't need to ask any more questions, these people had already spontaneously discussed the order of appearance and performed on stage one by one.

after an hour.

The last girl who took the initiative to perform on stage took a seat at the contestants' bench.

Xu Yan waited for a long time and saw no movement in the preparation room, so he had to start the death countdown again: "I will give you thirty seconds to decide the next player."

"30,29,28..."

Some of the remaining contestants in the preparation room are from small companies and are a little timid due to lack of experience in performing in large-scale events. They are too nervous to go on stage.

Some are backed by large companies, pay attention to everything, and are determined to perform at the finale.

Others are introverted, have social anxiety attacks, and are driven to the point where they just want to quit the game on the spot.

Everyone, you looked at me and I looked at you. Until the countdown ended, no one was willing to take the initiative to stand up.
Chapter completed!