Almighty Goddess of Rebirth

Chapter 311 The Second Pass
The backstage is assigned to the lounge of Shiyi Middle School.

Lu Chaochao is getting together with several members and making a final brief mention.

"On the stage, I have marked your positions. When you go on stage, you must find the correct position."

She looked serious and emphasized her tone, "The usual training venue is measured according to this stage, so you are doing what you usually do now, and you don't need to feel any pressure..."

From last night until now, several members had a rough guess about what she wanted to do.

But what exactly is still scratching the surface.

The sudden sense of seriousness at this time made the people who didn't know what happened even more suspicious and even nervous.

Seeing this, Lu Chaochao smiled reassuringly, "I told you before that it's okay to make small mistakes, just to make you more serious. I'm the last one, so don't worry even if you make small mistakes."

Lan Shan grinned, "I'm not worried, I can't wait to start right away, I want to know what exactly Chao Chao is planning for you!"

As he spoke, he shook his body, and the sound of metal chains touching made the whole atmosphere less tense.

This metal-heavy costume looks so light and weightless.

The most important thing is that various pigments are placed on many parts of it.

From getting this piece of clothing, Lanshan combined it with the content of his usual training.

As long as the falling position meets the requirements, there are no restrictions on hip-hop movements.

Regardless of the pose, the falling position will be depicted in a different color.

Therefore, what he thought was that what he wanted to complete was a painting.

However, several of them trained separately, and tacitly did not mention their own training content.

He wasn't sure if they were like him, so he didn't know what painting was to be done.

At this moment, the twins were dressed exactly the same, except that Xiang Huan was holding a double fan and Xiang Xi was holding a ribbon.

What they want to perform should be a pas de deux.

Duan Chengwen was wearing an ancient cyan performance costume.

With a green crown on his head and a long sword on his back, he stood there expressionlessly, showing the demeanor of a master.

When he first came out of the costume, the girls didn't feel anything, but Lan Shan was almost blinded by the flash.

To put it bluntly, he is quite decent, which naturally attracted a few eyes.

While talking, I heard the small speaker in the room prompting that NO.13 and NO.14 were ready.

There are still 14 teams entering the second level, NO.[-] is the actual squadron.

Several people looked at each other and planned to go out.

Seeing Lu Chaochao put his hand on the doorknob, Xiang Xi suddenly cried out.

"Chao Chao, where are your things?"

Lu Chaochao was wearing a black suit, his hair was tied up high, but his hands were empty.

Lan Shan showed a look of sudden realization, "No wonder I always felt weird just now, so Chao Chao you didn't take the performance props!"

Duan Chengwen said with a dull expression, "Is what we want to complete a painting?"

Lu Chaochao nodded, and seeing the worried faces of several people, she blinked.

"Don't worry, that thing is inconvenient to carry around, so I asked the teacher to put it directly in the backstage. We just go there."

In fact, she only found a few small problems when she checked last night.

Zheng Zixiang was called over by her in the middle of the night, and sent the props back to the CC Group for re-correction, and asked them to put them in the background after they were done.

"Then let's go."

When they walked out, the door to the opposite lounge opened.

The enemy's road is narrow, and he is the real person.

They are dressed in uniform uniforms, handsome men and women, and they are pleasing to the eye at a glance.

As for City No. [-] Middle School, their clothes, at first glance, were coordinated and eye-catching.

But upon closer inspection, the style is far from perfect.

For example, Lanshan wears punk outfits, Duan Chengwen wears ancient clothes, not to mention the cuteness of the twins, and even Lu Chaochao wears dark black outfits.

Comparing the two phases, they are simply neither fish nor fowl, and they are just a mess.

Duan Chengming laughed out loud, "Hey, where did you order your clothes, so unique?"

Yu Zihao and Yue Kelin watched happily, and a smile appeared in Fei Yuan's eyes.

Ji Lanxin frowned, and turned her eyes away, as if one more look would poison her vision.

For the disdain shown by several people, Lu Chaochao turned a blind eye and led the members to leave on their own.

The uniforms are neat, yes, but this is the stage.

Although their outfits are very different, they are also very eye-catching.

This is the correct way to open the stage effect.

"Hehe, she has quite a personality."

Duan Chengming rubbed his chin and said.

Yu Zihao wanted to say something more, but Fei Yuan interrupted them, "No.12 is playing now, let's go too."

Several people shut their mouths and followed him obediently to the back of the stage.

When he arrived, Duan Chengming was very bored.

Seeing that Lu Chaochao was talking to a tall and thin girl, he didn't care about the feelings of others, so he leaned closer again.

"Lu Chaochao, how about it, after the game is over, shall I treat you to something? Do you like milk tea? Green tea or..."

Bao Jiatong was taken aback by his sudden appearance, and looked at Lu Chaochao questioningly.

Lu Chaochao gave her a "excuse me" look, and left the place, obviously not paying attention to Duan Chengming's words.

Seeing her walk away, Duan Chengming followed her with a stern face.

Bao Jiatong looked around and found that everyone's expressions were similar to his own, so he was speechless.

"Hey... attracting bees and butterflies..."

Bao Jiatong turned his head quickly, and saw Zhong Yue looking over there with heavy eyes.

She felt disgusted and didn't want to say hello to him, so she went to find her companion.

Their performance has ended, but unfortunately there was a mistake, and they may not be able to participate in the next level of competition.

Fortunately, teams that have not successfully passed the checkpoint can still stay.

Although they have lost the right to participate, they still have the right to watch and can stay until the end of the game.

In other words, they can still rest in the hotel at noon!
Thinking of this, Bao Jiatong felt that there was nothing wrong with failure.

If you don't pass the test, you don't have to participate in the afternoon game.

You can rest as long as you want in the hotel, even until the end of the game...

Bao Jiatong was about to leave when he heard a small commotion coming from the direction Lu Chao was leaving.

She quickly looked over, and saw that beautiful young girl with a cold expression on her face.

And holding a big writing brush as tall as a man in his hand, pointing straight at Duan Chengming.

Duan Chengming's eyes were like fighting cocks, staring at the tip of the brush that seemed to be still dripping with ink, he stammered, "If you have something to say, say it well..."

The entire backstage fell into a commotion.

"What the hell is this brush?"

"I don't know, I think she went to that corner just now, and the boy seemed to say something, so she swung past."

"Is this writing brush a performance prop?"

"It's weird, what are they going to perform? They're wearing nondescript..."

Amidst the discussions among the crowd, Lu Chaochao calmly took the brush back.

Then he waved it around unintentionally, so that Duan Chengming didn't dare to move, and then he said to himself, "Well, it's not bad."

Duan Chengming was dumbfounded, "What?"

Don't you want to beat him if you disagree?
(End of this chapter)