Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 64 Pork Pork Idol 3

Han Qisheng is the captain of Group A, and Fu Sixuan is the captain of Group B.

Hearing what Han Qisheng said at this time, the other five teammates in Group A also became interested.

"Battle! Battle!"

"It's better to have a little bit of luck."

"I've been practicing and practicing, I'm really going to throw up! Come on, come on, let's adjust!"

At this time, there was no accompaniment in the two practice rooms, and the words of the few people were clearly heard in everyone's ears. The cameraman sitting in the corridor doing nothing moved his ears, and the camera pointed at this side.

Ji Lin hurriedly stepped forward, trying to drag Qu Yang away, but he couldn't explain clearly on his face.

Not to mention the disparity in strength between the two sides, you didn't even dance smoothly, if you really agreed, wouldn't you be rushing to give away your head?

Pushing away Ji Lin's outstretched hand, Qu Yang gave him and the anxious teammates behind him a reassuring look.

But how can I rest assured.

When Qu Yang turned his head back, his teammates winked and talked to Ji Lin again.

Be sure to take good care of people. The rehearsal will be in the afternoon, so don't make any fools of yourself.

Qu Yang lived up to their high expectations, and said sincerely with a smile: "Our progress is a bit slower than yours, and the rehearsal in the afternoon is not ready yet, so we can't compare yet."

Han Qisheng couldn't go on to pick it up anymore, and he was a little bit downcast.

People are not ready for rehearsal, and booing is a bit of finding fault.

And the progress is slow. The root cause is that the staffing gap between the two teams is too large.

Among them, Han Qisheng has rich stage experience, although he is not too brilliant, but he has no shortcomings, and he has the most votes.The rest are not bad either, most of them are popular vocals or dancers with the highest number of votes. In terms of strength, they definitely belong to the ceiling category among the six teams.

As for Fang Qingzhuo's Group B, except for Fu Sixuan who was ranked seventh and had solid dance skills, the rest of them were between 20 and 36, a solid combination of cannon fodder at the bottom.

When Fu Sixuan and others heard him say this, the boulder hanging in their hearts fell, and they felt a huge stone hit their hearts, feeling stuffy and breathless.

After hearing the modest and polite manners of the members of Group A, the chest tightness became even stronger.

"Hey, don't exaggerate, in fact, it's just a little faster at the beginning of learning, but the effect it makes later is completely different from what I expected."

"I looked at it yesterday, and you danced pretty well, but there are some movements that need to be corrected in detail, and it feels a little wrong."

"Bad, not much difference."

"If you can't catch up, just go to the rehearsal and see Zhenzhang, it's no big deal."

There was arrogance hidden in his chest, which subconsciously flowed out along with the words.

But it is also true.

After all, they were still young people, Fu Sixuan and others frowned tightly, clamoring in their hearts that they wanted to agree to the competition, so as to quench the arrogance of these young people who pretended to be modest.

It was only reason that pulled them back again.

"No energy, no energy."

"Pity."

The members of Group A felt bored, turned around and walked back with their shoulders crossed, but they heard a chuckle behind them.

"It's better than this. We'll practice for a while, and we'll compare at that time. Just 10 minutes before lunch."

Qu Yang's tone was indifferent, and the people on the opposite side looked back in disbelief, and he lifted his chin with a smile.

"What do you think?"

They were not cramped at all, calm and calm, as if they were the winner.

The people in the two teams were stunned for a while, and no one responded for a long time.

The young man had a slight smile on his face, although he was smiling, his eyes were iced, and the ice pierced straight into Han Qisheng's eyes, making it difficult for the latter to breathe suddenly.

"What do you think?" Qu Yang asked again.

Before they felt anything, Ji Lin's knees softened and he was about to kneel down.

Why don't you come back!

Ji Lin was about to go forward to pull Qu Yang back, but Han Qisheng who was opposite seemed to be afraid of their repentance, so he responded straight away: "Okay, see you later, we won't bother you for now."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's agreed, let's fight again later!"

Team A members followed suit.

The overall situation was settled, Qu Yang turned and walked back, the door of the training room was closed, several teammates glanced at him with indescribable expressions, then looked down at their trembling hands.

Ji Lin came back to his senses in a daze, the fire prevention and theft prevention still didn't prevent Qu Yang from going crazy, he really wanted to jump up angrily: "Are you crazy? Don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed? Don't say you should be more brilliant, but you even dance part Not familiar! How do you compare?"

He was extraordinarily blunt, and that was the truth.Under Han Qisheng's deliberate design, in the previous few episodes of the program, Fang Qingzhuo has always been at a disadvantage. He was in an embarrassing situation several times and was ridiculed miserably by the crowd.

Occasionally, fans who appreciate him are sprayed into a sieve as soon as they show their heads.

The relationship between the two is obvious to all. Fang Qingzhuo couldn't swallow it. From the warm-up period before the show was aired, he was angered by Han Qisheng. Fu Sixuan could understand.

But he didn't prepare for anything, and on impulse, he directly smashed the can and threw his face to someone to beat him, which he didn't agree with either.

But there is no way to disagree, they are now grasshoppers on the same boat.

What's more, in the bottom of my heart, listening to the people in Group A saying everything you said to each other without any exception, and their attitude of not paying attention to them at all, also aroused Fu Sixuan's anger.

Fu Sixuan sighed: "Come on, let's play along with the music first. It's already eleven o'clock, and there are five or ten minutes left."

Ji Lin nodded: "Yes, you have to dance once before you can find out what's wrong. Especially you, Fang Qingzhuo, if something is broken, I'll be in charge of supervising you to correct it."

Qu Yang smiled with a good temper: "Success, thank you in advance."

The six people came to their respective starting positions, and their eyes fell on the front in unison. The mirror occupying the entire wall completely absorbed their figures.

Qu Yang closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness calmed down, the correct action quickly flashed in his mind, and as the accompaniment sounded, the remaining muscle memory in his body was also awakened.

Stepping sideways, turning around, as if standing in the center of the stage, the spotlight hit him, his clear eyes opened, his arms drew an arc in the air, and he grasped them vaguely.

His movements are free and easy, with an indescribable charm, which is in harmony with his temperament.

"Whose dream is blooming." Qu Yang held the "microphone" in his hand, raised the corners of his lips, and sang the first line of lyrics.

He looked at himself in the mirror with a wanton smile, and the lines at the end of his eyes were winding.

fuck.

I feel like I've been slapped in the ears by Su, and the tone is a bit high. Can you continue to sing consistently?

The teammates were thinking like this, but suddenly they saw that the young man who moved to the center moved proficiently with the dynamic accompaniment.

Every movement is accurately stuck in place, and the mood and physical condition are equally relaxed, with a certain degree of relaxation and no sloppiness.

This……

Fu Sixuan's frowning brows relaxed, it seemed that Fang Qingzhuo followed his word and practiced hard in private.

Ji Lin's ears were red, and his face couldn't hold back.He has practiced day and night for many days, and now he is publicly executed by the mirror in front of him, which is really uncomfortable.

Feeling anxious, Ji Lin noticed that the young people around him were extremely tense in their movements, while he was a little shy, so he raised his chest and raised his head, trying to make his movements more obvious.

After Qu Yang sang his own section, he subtly retreated to the rear left position, leaving the C position for the next person.

In the meantime, Fu Sixuan's approving gaze came, and Qu Yang smiled back. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly came into contact with a person who stretched his hands and feet too hard and had no time to retract them.

Qu Yang simply helped him out.

The teammates all started to do the next move, and he suddenly stretched his muscles. Ji Lin was anxious, and he wanted to retract his arms and legs stiffly and unnaturally. The pain climbed up, and he stopped for a while.

A hand protruded from behind, like a sudden ghost hand, and patted his left shoulder gently, Ji Lin shuddered, and "whoosh" took it back.

Ji Lin followed his teammates and continued to jump, his eyes squinted back, and he caught a familiar figure, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Why is Fang Qingzhuo?Why is it him!

Ji Lin tried hard to calm himself down.

This is just the beginning, there is a program group recording, no matter how self-destructive people have to learn to fill the scene, it's nothing.Next, he must, must, definitely compare Fang Qingzhuo down!

However, until the accompaniment flowed into the end, his idea was not implemented, but his heart and eyes were filled with shock.

At the end of the song is a high note, for the trainees who have just finished dancing and who have exhausted their bodies, it is a hurdle like hell.

If any of the physical strength, singing skills, and breath are unqualified, the failed ending will directly ruin all the previous efforts.

And this burden naturally falls on the shoulders of the lead singer.

I saw the figure of the young man following the changes in the array, stepping on the wind under his feet, and came to the front left. His dancing posture was smooth and he cooperated with the other five people just right. Mou, as if immersed in his own world, sang the last high note.

The rhyme is uniquely vast, the captivating voice is rising steadily, and the momentum of the young people who are silent and closed their eyes is rising steadily.

The accompaniment stopped just right.

Qu Yang opened his eyes and turned to look at his teammate behind him. He was panting slightly, his cheeks were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the golden sunlight fell on a drop of sweat hanging from his broken hair, refracting a wave of movement. The brilliance of people.

Fu Sixuan stood in the center to freeze, and his three teammates stood beside him, with sweat stains on their foreheads, and they were all a little out of breath.

Qu Yang's eyes turned, and his eyes fell on the kid named Ji Lin, who was standing behind him, and even forgot the final frame that was going to gather next to Fu Sixuan, and stood there in a daze.

"Ji Lin?"

The person involved whispered repeatedly: "Four...four..."

"Mom! My mother!"

"Four high-pitched notes! Why didn't I see it before, you are such a fucking beast!"

"With this strength, you go to participate in Xia Guo's good voice, why are you competing with us for the debut position! Huh?"

Work slowly and work hard.

After finally holding it back, the rest of the teammates all agreed.

Qu Yang took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on his face, and smiled at Ji Lin: "Don't try to get away with it, student Ji Lin, in this exercise, you were in a daze twice and made mistakes three times."

"Next, I'll supervise your correction."