Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 10 010 street bombing performance, dark horse

  After each group of performances, the two thousand spectators at the scene will press the voting machine in their hands online to vote for the players they like, and at most two players can be selected at a time.

  Finally, the individual votes of each group will be added together and ranked according to the overall number of votes. The top four cumulatively ranked groups will receive additional popularity points.

In the first issue of Meng Fu, he almost surpassed Ye Shuning’s online popularity vote. In the later period, Meng Fu’s performance was unsatisfactory, which caused dissatisfaction among Ye Shuning’s fans, so most of Ye Shuning’s fans are Meng Whisk black.

  Naturally, this boy is also. He put down the voting machine after casting the vote, bent over and walked back to the backstage to go to the toilet.

  Other people, some bowed their heads to chat, and some bowed their heads secretly playing mobile phone and sending friends.

  The program group is not allowed to Reuters these public performances, because the program will be edited and broadcast next week, but there are too many people on the scene, and the program group cannot control everyone.

  There are also people who are pure passers-by, such as Yin Bingnian, who just casually watch the next group's performance.

On the stage, the host took the microphone and heard the sentence of Ye Shuning's "pretend singing" from the fans in the front row. He warmed up with a smile without changing his face, "Next, we will be the last group of trainees, Chu Yue. , Wei Jin, Wu Yatong...Meng Fu."

  As the host introduces one by one, each trainee will be posted on several big screens in the middle.

  When Meng Fu arrived, everyone saw her mentor rating "C".

   "Fake it, inside story!"

   "She deserves too?"

  "……"

  After the host introduced all the teams, it was the turn of four teachers to encourage this group of trainees.

  Tang Ze still feels like a spring breeze. After speaking for a while, he specially encouraged Meng Fu: "Come on, I am looking forward to your performance today."

  Because I have seen Meng Fu’s good handwriting and watched Meng Fu’s rating performance, Wen Yu is also looking forward to Meng Fu: "Come on."

Only when he arrived at Xi Nancheng, Xi Nancheng commented on everyone in Meng Fu's group, and the last Meng Fu was left. He didn't even look at her or comment on her. He put down the pen in his hand and followed the performance list. Opening: "You guys start."

  Meng Fu’s song name is "living", live it.

  At the beginning of the performance, all stage lights are turned off.

  The guitar sound is not light or heavy, and it is integrated into the bass in about two or three seconds.

"boom--"

  The rhythmic drum set is added, the stage spotlight is instantly lit, and it is divided into eight beams and shines on the eight girls!

  The sound of drums mixed with ethereal vocals and chords slammed into everyone's ears.

  The drum set made Xi Nancheng, who was sitting indifferently sitting on the instructor seat, couldn’t help but sit up slowly, squinting at the eight performers.

  The eight people have different sweet styles from the above group. Everyone has a simple and cool style. Some people wear denim trousers and orange jackets, and some wear skull T-shirts...

Meng Fu was only wearing a short black T-shirt, a black bracelet was put on his right wrist, and a black peaked cap was buckled on his head. The show happened to be shown on her big screen, and the baseball cap almost covered her. Most of his face showed only the delicate chin.

  Yin Bingnian had no opinion on the last exhibition match. She didn't go purely because she just watched it casually.

   After all, she can be regarded as Ye Shuning's passerby fan. Ye Shuning's age can achieve this achievement, which can only be matched by players in three foreign competitions.

  She has not paid attention to Meng Fu. Except for Ye Shuning, she, like most people in China, pays attention to the other three sub-fields abroad.

She was thinking boredly. The first rhythm point has already entered. Chu Yue’s singing sounded and the beat started suddenly. The girl wearing a baseball bat in the middle took a small step with her right foot and placed her right hand in front of her. Smooth, strong hands and feet movements.

   Immediately after everyone made a signature action, everyone danced hard, devoted themselves to the music, sweating profusely, as if dancing on the seaside of the rising sun!

   exudes a passionate youthful vigor!

  Because of the strong short hair rhythm and the constantly changing spotlights, they are the only ones on the whole stage at the moment, and the audience's voices and others do not seem to exist.

   Yin Bingnian subconsciously noticed the female voice wearing a baseball cap in the middle. Her figure is really beautiful, her softness is high, but her limbs are so powerful that they are terrifying.

  The music is coming to an end, slowing down from the high and rhythmic drums, only the guitar sound is still good.

  The girl wearing a baseball cap in the middle made a classic hip-hop breaking action, with one hand on the ground, her left foot in front, and the other hand on her baseball cap, slowly raising her head.

  Suddenly, there was a "boom——"!

  The picture freezes, and the dance and singing suddenly stop.

  On the big central screen, she was in her final framed posture, resting on the ground with one hand and a baseball cap with the other, revealing her dark and misty peachy eyes, lazy and presumptuous.

   "Meng Fu!!!" Yin Bingnian's eyes widened suddenly, and a row of his heart seemed to be missing. The glow stick that had not been picked up by his hand finally couldn't help but pick it up!

  She occasionally watched the domestic competition area, focusing on the strongest country H competition area. After all, that is the strongest competition area, but her international level is not too high!

  Yin Bingnian watched the picture freeze, almost unable to remove his eyes, what is the name of this trainee? By the way, Meng Fu!

  Although she had some stiff dance movements in the process, the 360-degree rotation in the middle was nothing to say!

  Her body is too soft and too strong!

  That stiff shortcoming is not a pity.

  Who else is there a girl? Chu Yue, these two people are pretty good!

  Yin Bingnian waved the light stick vigorously and couldn't help touching his arm. He could feel the goose bumps on his arm.

  This person is definitely another dark horse in the domestic competition this year.

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  After the performance, a group of eight people, except for Meng Fu, the other seven people returned to the backstage out of breath.

   "Why are you so energetic?" Wei Jin wiped his sweat and gasped to look at Meng Fu.

  Meng Fu reached out and took off the baseball cap, "Want to learn?"

  Wei Jin nodded frantically.

   Meng Fu turned his baseball cap and walked backstage, slightly curling his lips: "Start running with me tomorrow morning."

  As Meng Fu’s roommate, Chu Yue said that Meng Fu’s perverted girl can’t get up at 5:30 in the morning and run for half an hour in the morning.

  There is no photography on the runway, so it's the same outside the lens?

  Wei Jin choked for a moment: "...not necessarily."

  Backstage, all the trainees are in the same room after the performance. There is only one big screen in the lounge. The live voting and total ranking of each trainee will be announced on the screen, and then the total rankings of the eight groups will be summarized.

  The lounge has only 16 positions, and the positions are ranked according to the live voting ranking.

  After each group of performances, the individual scores and the total score of each group will be announced here. Trainees who are not ranked enough cannot sit in their positions and can only stand on the side.

  The 16 seats are already full of people, and everyone else is sitting on the ground, chatting with each other jokingly.

When Meng Fu's group entered, Ding Liuyue was sitting aside smiling and talking to others. The ranking of her group with Jiang Ran had already come out, and it happened to be fourth. Add 10,000 people. She will definitely not be in this issue. Will be eliminated.

  As for the results of Meng Fu's group, no one cares about them. Everyone knows that as long as Meng Fu is in Meng Fu's group, they can't make any waves.

  The personal ranking is displayed on the screen at this time——

  No1. Ye Shuning 689

  No2.South Autumn 435

  No3. Shen Qingfeng 417

  No4. Jiang Ran 409

  ……

   Ye Shuning is far ahead and looks down upon the crowd.

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  　　 tall and big flowers, please update quickly?

  　　 Brother Fu wants a sweet recommendation ticket (⊙v⊙)

  (End of this chapter)