Dad, please let me push alone!

will win.

As long as you are with Shuzhu, you will never lose.

Ji Shuzhu looked down at Weaving Dream Rabbit, and he had memorized the styles of the eight theme songs in his heart, and analyzed the specific dance types in the corresponding choreography from the fragmented fragments.

With the help of a disease called hypermemory, all the movements of those dancers reappeared in the brain, and then disassembled into puzzle pieces by the calm and efficient thinking instinct, and finally weaved a Another full dance.

After Ji Shuzhu finished all this, his expression remained calm, and he just found it boring.

Sure enough, it was boring.

Those dancers are all inferior products, far inferior to Xiao Ning.

Only those who have the potential to become the best idol can kill all the negative impurities and inject new happiness into the infinite memory palace.

Ji Shuzhu yearns for happiness.

The girl's eyes were dim and unreadable. She stretched out her pale and slender palms and silently covered the center of her chest, as if she wanted to heal the gap that was getting more painful and void, and she was left in a quiet daze alone.

Xie Qingxuan sat in the center, her expression was indifferent, her platinum hair was clearly defined like an angel of blessing, but the arc of her pupils seemed to be crushed, and the emotions inside were like an undercurrent, burning jealousy, hatred, envy, anger, and confusion For the deep blackness.

Yes, that's it.

Dream Weaver Rabbit is right.

That's why she took part in "Flashdance" and set foot on the stage.

In order to trample on that person's dream, seize that person's desire, and take away that person's existence, it doesn't matter how many people's beliefs, desecration of love, and efforts of people must be trampled along the way.

Yayoi Kirimi was also sitting next to her, but compared to the others, she looked like a normal and good child, a little nervous, a little looking forward, and she could see her enthusiasm for the stage, which belonged to the idol road of the royal family.

A circle further down is the B-class seats.

Tang Liuli was a little sleepy, she had always suffered from severe insomnia and anxiety.

Although she was inexplicably healed by Chu Yuanqing yesterday, resulting in a rare moment of spiritual joy, but it was precisely such outrageous healing that made her doubt the concepts established in her past life, and she almost stayed up all night.

The words of Weaving Dream Rabbit didn't cheer him up.

Those provocative words are a mental nitrogen pump for others, but for Tang Liuli, who has no interest in idols and is forced to participate in this show, it is meaningless nonsense.

She hates the entertainment circle, being exposed to the eyes of the public, the endless exploration and public opinion on the Internet, the self who was once the center of attention, like a marionette, and even more disgusted with the self who is still cowardly and humble, forced by her father to participate in the competition.

The girl's emerald eyes were lowered, her expression was depressed and gloomy, she looked like there was a small raining dark cloud on her head. She was completely different from the energetic and intense B-level players around her, and they were in two completely different situations. world.

It would be nice if the world was destroyed, or it would be nice if it just disappeared.

But when the dark thoughts spread infinitely, Chu Yuanqing's smile suddenly reappeared in the corner of memory.

It seems to be a world-famous painting that has been frozen forever, and it conveys warmth and comfort through time, interrupting the sinking thoughts.

Tang Liuli pursed her lips, feeling a little irritable.

It's strange, can someone really lose their minds like that because of a smile, or even be truly healed?

Am I actually neodymium copper?

As soon as her thoughts turned to this, she scolded herself severely in a panic.

Are you kidding me, idiot?

After Tang Liuli finished cursing, she couldn't help but quietly looked at where Chu Yuanqing was.

Because she was also hiding in the corner, she was diagonally below, and happened to be able to see that profile face that made people couldn't help but praise the beauty of all things.

What a foul, you look so good without makeup, you are cheating!

Tang Liuli watched it for about ten seconds, feeling a little dazed.

But soon,

The girl suddenly woke up, she shook her head violently like a cat in the rain, and immediately buried her head in her knees, her cold white skin was stained with light pink, and even the tear moles on the corners of her eyes were blended with a bit of charm, quite charming. For astringency.

Bad, Chu Yuanqing is a succubus, right?Why am I being charmed again!

Tang Liuli fell into her personal world, arguing frantically for herself, her level of absent-mindedness was far more obvious than that of Chu Yuanqing, who was still pretending on the surface.

Among a group of ambitious and determined players, it was somewhat subtle as a husky mixed in with a pack of wolves.

At this time, on stage.

The Weaving Dream Rabbit inspected the upper circle, and then glanced at Chu Yuanqing who was paying special attention. It opened its arms very tensely, and said in a bewitching tone:

"Among you there are losers and there are winners."

"But the first evaluation is not the final evaluation, and the second evaluation is the decisive battle."

"You will have a week to learn the dance of the theme song, and then let the instructors observe the degree of completion to reassess the level."

"In this assessment, the original winners among you may fall into the abyss, and the original losers may also be reborn from the ashes and attack the superiors!"

"In short, it's a chance to be reborn."

Weaving Dream Rabbit clapped his hands, the voting interface on the screen, the number of votes on each theme song, as if they were being randomly selected, were rapidly rotating and changing, like an exciting lottery.

"It's 7:50 in the evening, and there are still 10 minutes before the voting port for the theme song list is completely frozen."

"The choreography and styles of these eight theme songs are all different. There must be one that is most suitable for some people, and one that is least suitable for some people. It will even determine the direction and results of the subsequent evaluation to a certain extent."

"But as I said just now, the so-called idols are meant to overcome these irrationalities, and luck is also the element that needs to be overcome."

"So now, who among you can get the favor of Lady Luck?"

38. Don't Knock! Don't Knock!

This is a lie.

The players noticed the loophole in the words almost instantly.

No matter how special "Flash Dance" is, its essence is still a variety show.

Especially when it comes to sensitive links like voting, it is definitely impossible to rely on pure luck.

The theme song that is finally selected is bound to be directly related to the player it is most suitable for.

In other words, this is a closed link for trainees, the only link where they can speculate on whether they, or even others, are popular in the outside world.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Only by finding out who is the biggest enemy can we make timely countermeasures.

And just as the players were brainstorming,

Dreamweaver Rabbit smiled, raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and said:

"Why don't we invite our audience to witness it together?"

The virtual reality system was instructed to export the data stream of the live broadcast room of the official website of "Flash Dance" in an instant, allowing thousands of barrages to fill the extremely wide lecture hall in a three-dimensional posture like swimming fish, like streamers flickering wantonly.

A-level players are located at high places, with the widest field of vision, as if overlooking the mountains, can see countless bullet screens, and even have the authority to pinch the bullet screen, which is extremely interactive.

Class B contestants can only watch, while the seating area below seems to be drawn into a bizarre world, as if strayed into the mountains with thick morning fog, which is quite confusing for a while.

"Jie Jie, I want to come in "Flash Dance"!"

"The program team understands the effects of the program. There is no difference between this kind of virtual reality performance and the crazy sneak attack on the contestants."

"Is this what it feels like to dance upright on the face of the Lord? It's so cool!"

"Dream Weaving Rabbit's lines are not ordinary middle two, cnmd, it's on fire!"

"Grass, what hot-blooded idol fan?"

"This kind of line [the stage is war, victory or defeat determines the future] is really... very cool!"

These barrages seemed to have been intelligently classified, and based on real-time retrieval and calculation of big data, they were swept in front of the relevant contestants in categories, and the light show that was just a light show was turned into a large-scale public execution scene.

"Qingbaoqingbaoqingbao, give mommy a kiss???"

"Maid outfit! Maid outfit! Maid outfit!"

"Du Wei's fans have turned black, Qing Bao, stay away from Ying Huamei! Don't be fooled by her tricks!"

"Qingbao looked at me, hehehe, my legs are shaking with joy, I'm going to pass out???!"

"You better faint out of happiness!"

"Don't go too far with neodymium and copper, the straight girl says she can't stand it???."

Chu Yuanqing raised his head and didn't look at it for a few moments, his pupils trembled, he suffered a myocardial infarction, and wanted to evaporate directly on the spot.

The girl's face was flushed with shame, and she tried hard to hold her serious expression.

Pinch mom, what an annoying red-eyed rabbit, trying to mess with my Dao heart with barrage again!

And these strange bullet screens claiming to be mothers, I have a daughter myself!No need for any weird mother fans!

Oh, maid outfit?What is a maid outfit?

This key word makes the memory that has been corrected by cause and effect and filled in the mind dimly surface.

Chu Yuanqing was confused, she was really dazed and staring, remembering the awkward picture of herself wearing a maid outfit, she clenched her fists, gritted her teeth in secret, she was so angry that she almost couldn't help stomping her feet, she was so ashamed that even her earlobes were burning red up.

That's bad, who blessed me with this superpower?

Why is it so pitiful!Obviously she could just do some causal work, but she insisted on making it so complete, even so complete that she didn't know a lot of the past even if she didn't recall it, and so much dark history was created for nothing!

No wonder she was inexplicably skillful when wearing underwear, and could easily undo or fasten the complicated buttons like a Rubik's cube.

Are all magical girls so magical?

At the same time, because the barrage floating around Chu Yuanqing locked her perspective, the audience almost immediately saw the micro-expressions on her face and the rapidly pink earlobes, and couldn't help but continue to go crazy:

"It's so cute, so cute, so cute, she's blushing!"

"A person is alive without Qing Bao watching, how can anyone not be crazy? Just hold on! Damn, I can't bear it, I will blow up "Flash Dance" tonight! Steal Qing Bao! I want to go completely crazy???!"

"I'm a student, give me one."

"Speechless, I can't stand the spicy food! Didn't you see that my Qingbao was shy? All of you neodymium coppers, please restrain yourself and stay away from my Qingbao!"

The neodymium and copper epilepsy literature of the contemporary Internet has successfully brought a little shock to the savior of the old age.

Chu Yuanqing couldn't bear it at all, and his brain crashed due to the nasty words, so he directly chose to be an ostrich, closing his eyes and pretending to be dead.

During this period, similar things happened to many players.

It's just that they are different from Chu Yuanqing, they are all surfing the Internet, they are not middle-aged social animals who are too busy to be out of touch with the times, and they have a strong screening ability.

And everyone knows that this is the best way to inquire about outside news, and one can clearly realize one's popularity in the outside world, so it is naturally impossible to give up at will.

Therefore, almost everyone is now interacting with the barrage in their own way.

From the perspective of A-level players, the number of barrages outside their own area decreased step by step. Only Chu Yuanqing, who was surrounded by a large number of barrages in the C-level area, seemed a bit out of place with the other C-level players.

In the B-level area, Tang Liuli stood out the most, followed by Chu Wangshu.

Tang Liuli is a child star who once shone throughout the Great Xia.

Even after retiring for many years, the potential fan base is far larger than that of trainees who debut normally.

On the other hand, it is really difficult for this little actor who has a certain status in the film and TV drama circles to appear in "Flash Dance" silently as an idol trainee after leaving the circle for many years Don't be curious.

In this case, her story was reposted and fabricated by marketing accounts and self-media, which made her very popular, making her presence even higher.

In the barrage that is swarming now, one group is the touching blessings and declarations of support from loyal fans, and the other group is almost all gossip and melon-eating passers-by.

Tang Liuli's emerald green eyes were gloomy, and her strong inferiority and fear were swallowed up like a wave. She looked at the barrage and opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak. She was as silent as a stone statue, a stone statue that could be cracked and broken at any time. .

until...

"Has Liu Li been peeking at Chu Yuanqing's side face?"

"Yeah, I remember her blushing, super cute."

"Little Liuli is also very beautiful when she grows up, but it's a pity that she has become a neodymium copper, and she is happy to die."

"Stop talking, Iron Secret Love."

"Can you knock? Can you knock? Can you knock?"

Tang Liuli's defense was immediately broken.

Pinch mom, what peek?What iron crush?

I'm not!I don't!that's not me! ! !