The Idol Group and the Crown

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Hearing this sentence, Huo Jian felt that the oxygen in his whole body seemed to be transformed into mercury.

He almost tried his best to control himself not to make any sound, while pulling his distance away from Mei Sheng while his heart was beating violently, and only a few seconds later recovered his breath.

"Yaoyao." He has never looked at this brother seriously and seriously: "I have not heard and remembered every word you said just now."

"Don't discuss this matter with anyone, on any occasion, with any hint," Huo Jian clasped his brother's shoulders with both hands, suppressing all emotions to convey the message: "Before the curtain ends, before the finalization, this can only be handed over You are alone."

Tell him a person, whether it is out of years of feelings or a sense of responsibility, it is bound to tell more and more people.

When five people learn about the situation, there will be more variables and unstable elements.

Long Ji just stood firm in the tide, and both Bo Jie and Xie Lianyun were concentrating on finding clues.

Han Qu did not die, so they must not visit Chi Ji, or leave any traces of opportunity.

——Once Ji Ji recovers and tells the truth, the influence of A is enough to restart the incident, which is definitely not what the Han family wants to see.

The time for the six to reunite is far from over.

At this moment, Huo Jian's brain seemed to have rushed through countless burning currents, and his throat was dry and sore.

Reason still controls all actions faithfully.

Mei Sheng decided to look at him, and suddenly rubbed his eyes with his hands, smiling with a sideways smile: "Brother, what are you doing so seriously."

"There is only a little nightingale flying in the house. I will take care of him."

Huo Jian didn't dare to touch any more emotion and reason at this moment, and stepped forward to hug him tightly.

Mei Sheng held back his shoulders and patted gently with his palm.

"We all know why you came back." He whispered: "Brother, you go forward."

"The five of us are always behind you."

"Brother, keep going, don't look back because you are worried about us."

Huo Jian rubbed the young man's soft hair vigorously, and when he released it, his voice was a little dry.

"The new hair is beautiful."

Mei Sheng showed a lonely smile, and nodded for a while.

It would be nice if Brother Shi could see it.

They roughly adjusted their status and returned to the camera again, simply chatting with the people around them, and then scattered without any trace.

One of the organizers of the dinner party was finally late. First, he made a speech before the opening of the show, and then he drank two supermodels to drink and watch the show together. The state was very relaxed.

In recent years, Han Qu has become more and more contented, and his belly is much rounder.

He used to be a bit of a vagina. In the past two years, he has worn a lot of bead wax on his neck and wrists.

With FALSE now in the limelight in the entertainment industry, he won the glory of the finalist within a few years of his debut, but everyone in this circle must respectfully smile and summon Han.

When Huo Jian returned to Pei Ruye, the first reaction was to tell him the news.

Then he held back and drank a whole glass of champagne.

The man gently stroked his back and said gently: "Carefully choke."

However, it has been choked.

Huo Jian was too anxious to drink, and the liquor twirled around his throat twice, and the whole chest that burned while flowing down was hot.

He choked a few times, looked up at Pei Ruye again, and then hurriedly looked away.

"Needless to say." The man said warmly: "Keep some secrets, not betrayal."

Huo Jian's movement stopped for a few seconds, and he had to take a deep breath again.

This man really sees him too thoroughly.

Inexplicably sexy.

Ecstasy was dazed, cautious and anxious, and a series of emotions were still spinning in his heart. Han Qu had come over to toast.

On the stage, the third and fourth line stars are singing and dancing, and the people are talking in a low voice. There are not many people who are serious about watching.

"Mr. Huo," Han Qu said with concern: "Did you catch a cold? Recently, it has just rained heavily. Be careful and catch cold."

Huo Jian restrained his instinctive reaction by coughing, and when he looked up, his expression was replaced by a tired smile.

"It's Mr. Han." He said slowly: "I just returned to China and I'm not used to it. Thank you for your care."

Pei Ru also greeted faintly, which was considered a face of selling Hanqu.

Han Qu didn't know how much the two people knew about the suicide, but it was estimated that things were always stable.

This time it's rare to touch one side, you have to find out the truth and confirm with a few words.

"Those things before," he showed a pity, and his hands were polite: "It's a pity."

"A is a well-deserved top men's team. I felt jealous and envious when I brought the company. I also fought against you for public opinion."

"Anyway..." Han Qu sighed rather nostalgicly: "The mourning changes."

——People jumped on their own buildings, and all the information files were burned into slag. There was no fingerprint on the scene.

The surnamed Tian has been arranged to sit in a newspaper office opened by a friend and sit idle. After two years, the wind has sent her abroad.

When hearing the news of Chi Ji's death that day, Han Qu was surprised. He felt unrealistic of winning the lottery special prize.

The psychology of the **** girl who is showing off her **** is too fragile every day, so I can't bear it after only one stimulation?

Are depressive patients weak now?

Han Qu had already made plans for gradual advancement, first put a little bit of ruthlessness and wanted to test the other party's ability to bear, of course, it is best to get seriously ill in hospital.

——Now FALSE can crush several high-singers, and I really have to thank the one who is in heaven.

From the end of the funeral to the end of 2017, he was watching the response of the SPF company.

People are talking more about depression, but they don’t think it has anything to do with Zebe.

It is indeed sitting and enjoying its success.

At this moment, Huo Jian had just settled his thoughts, but instead spoke more calmly and calmly. There was no psychological pressure when playing joke.

Ji Ji is still alive.

Yaoyao was guarding him, hiding him completely.

When he looked at Han Qu again, the hatred and disgust remaining in his eyes were concealed and hidden, and it looked like a **** with a bastard.

"It's because I didn't take good care of Koike." Huo Jianlan's face was painful, and he put his emotions and clues in front of Han Qu, letting him constantly relax his vigilance: "This thing should have blamed me, so many people on the Internet now call me ...And it should be."

He naggingly recalled a few things about the past, and the redundant repetitive sentences were invisible to reduce the sense of identity, and he seemed more incompetent and stupid.

Without waiting for Huo Jian to finish his speech, Han Qu showed a look in his eyes. He listened to him with some perfunctory, and nodded occasionally to express his understanding.

"You should rest," Pei Ru also signaled him to stop, and continue to kill with a knife: "Now Han is always the successor in the circle, you have more time to communicate with him, don't bury your head in the past. ."

Without waiting for Huo Jian to give a response, the man turned his head to look at Han Qu, and he rarely shook hands with Han Qu politely: "This year is also thanks to the care of the old Han ...... In a few years, you may be able to open the portal in both circles. ."

"However, as the only heir, where do you need to fight this way?" Pei Ru also sighed slightly: "Still too strict with myself."

Han Qu was a little vigilant, but he was inevitably touted.

"It's also strict to teach at home," he inadvertently accepted the flattery, turning the scene back to round, and not forgetting to boast: "There must be some achievements."

After a round of wine toasting, Han Qu returned to his position, and the cronies beside him secretly gathered together.

"Mr. Han, how is it going?"

Han Qu bowed his nose, letting the small net beside him smiled and added wine.

"Less contact before, I thought it was a ruthless person."

He snorted and relaxed a lot.

"...But so."

At 12:30 in the morning, the practice room.

Han Yang practiced that his legs were like lead infusion, so he lay back on the ground and rolled twice, then covered his head with a yell.

Hiss, it hit the head.

He sensed that someone was looking at himself, and he got up to find his place.

"It's you?"

"You have practiced so late every day recently?" the teenager asked.

Han Yang realized that his paralysis was indecent, and rolled a half circle to sit up and took advantage of the situation.

Hey, it's much worse.

"Aren't you in Tianzi class...why haven't you been back so late?"

Fu glanced at the still-playing video next year, and said slowly: "Just after finishing the exercises, I usually need more physical fitness."

It was here that Han Yang saw the equipment bag carried by the other party's right hand.

"It turns out this way..." He didn't know what to say next, dryly said: "Then I continue to practice."

Fu thinks of the three years he spent in SPF next year, raised his eyes and asked, "Are you afraid of being eliminated?"

"No, I want to see how much I can improve-not to mention that I grabbed the quota for the interview." Han Yang stretched out his arms with a lot of love: "I love this kind of character.

"I'll accompany you."

"Eh? Don't use it!"

"Efforts are not accumulated by time." Fu stood next to him next year and motioned him to look in the mirror: "Look for the core problem first, and then solve the problem."

Han Yang was instructed to dance by a high school student who was three or four years old, and was a little embarrassed like a junior high school student.

"You don't remember the movement, the rhythm will be chaotic as soon as possible." The young man directed: "We start from the beginning."

"...You don't need to rest at this late hour?"

"Don't worry about these," Fu is still looking at the mirror intently next year: "I bought your collection."

Weibo has been following you for several years, and it should be helpful.

"!!!"

On Tuesday morning, the trainees practiced each of them as usual, followed the tutor to make up a series of basic skills, and then heard the cheers from the classroom next door.

——The instructors came to inspect again.

For the purpose of shooting, the instructors will give lectures to the four classes in person, but basically it is a little tricky and will not come often.

The first is that there is no need to do this kind of thing for high coffee. The second is that people at this level are on schedule. It is good to eat on time all day and night. Time is a limited resource that is more valuable than money.

But this time it was two.

And every class went through it.

A group of younger trainees watched Pei Ruye and Huo Jian walk through the window side by side, all trying to resist the urge to sign in the past.

Blade Brother! ! Brother Brother, when I was in junior high school, I was saving money to buy your album! ! !

Teacher Huo-I am a six-year group fan and an eight-year cold sword-Teacher Huo, when do you release a new song-

It’s Mr. Bae, really Mr. Bae! ! Will President Pei come to dance today? !

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Huo Jian looked back from the beginning.

The students in the Tianzi class are very adaptable. They dance smoothly and coherently while dancing in front of him. A few expressions are well managed.

He confirmed Fu's actions next year and boasted in front of others.

"Fluent than before, it seems that basic skills have been kept practicing."

Fu's eyes brightened for a moment when he was praised next year, and he quickly looked at Pei Ruye.

"Teacher," Little Snow Leopard twirled his tail left and right, "How do I do?"

"The momentum is not stable, but singing and dancing can be well balanced," Pei Ru also nodded. "It needs more practice to control the strength, and the left knee is not strong enough."

"Okay, thank you teacher for your advice."

Zhu Xizhi burned a silvery red smoke, and every time he rubbed his hair, there was a cynical tone.

Huo Jian saw his earrings changed again, and said aloud: "Train as often as possible not to wear jewelry, be careful of injuries."

"But this dovetail pendant is quite suitable for you."

The teenager laughed so much: "It looks thin, right?"

And then wandered to the word group.

Thirty students bowed in fear and sincerity: "Good teacher Huo! Good ancestor!"

Huo Jian blinked his eyes and turned to see Pei Ruye, with a tone of interest: "Master Zu..."

A large group of students maintained a 90-degree bow posture, and it was strange to think that such a normal name came to Teacher Huo's mouth.

Calling the teacher also heard the tickle in the heart, so the teacher can even hear the feeling of coquettishness? ?

No, it’s definitely my bowing position.

The man tapped his head and motioned the other students to continue training.

Huo Jian rubbed his forehead with his palm against the door and turned his gaze back to the others' dances.

——It's very neat, people who have not left behind or forgot to move, it seems that the foundation is pretty good.

"One two three four, two two three four--"

In fact, the assistant teacher has never seen the Huo Ren deity, and at this moment, the tone is a bit too fast.

"Three two three four, four..."

"Pay attention to a few small points here." Pei Ru also motioned to stop their movements and calmly explain the essentials: "The latter sentence has a large number of words, so be sure to change your breath in advance to prepare for the treble."

"It just happens to turn back to look back when dancing at this bar..."

"Ah!"

The students all looked at Huo Jian.

Huo Jian moved away from the position facing the super-cool air-conditioning outlet, and found a corner to continue listening.

"Will turn to face the audience."

Pei Ru also stood in front of the students and jumped through these sections himself, and the two teaching assistants were surprised.

"Then there is a bounce here, pay attention to the point of force..."

"Ah!"

The students tried not to turn around to look at Teacher Huo.

The sneeze owner rubbed his nose: "A little cold."

"Just say you are wearing too little." Pei Ru also walked to him and took off his wide coat and put it on Huo Jian's shoulder: "Wrap it well."

He also drew a lot of clothes.

Huo Jian allowed him to put a coat on himself, wrapped in warmth and continued to attend the class.

The students tried to pretend that they didn't see anything, and they didn't want to distort anything.

The interaction between you two is too natural! !

Teacher Huo, why do you mix up with us to listen to the class! ! !

And you only laugh when you talk to President Pei, you know! ! !

I can’t think about it—I definitely didn’t think about it!

Someone took the lead to look back at Pei Ruya wearing a tight black T, and then his expression management ability was challenged.

The long and narrow clavicle, the beautiful shoulder line, and the fullness of the pectoral muscles, the contour of the waist and abdomen is simply perfect...

Hey, what is this fairy figure...

In the end, there are a few trainees who have never seen the market.

"I knew it," Huo Jian said lazily against the locker: "You'll be delayed in class as soon as you take off your clothes."

The man glanced at the coat on his shoulder.

"Not intentionally."

"If I go back to the show, I put on my coat and zip it up to my throat." Huo Jian slowly teased him in public, shaking his wolf tail unconsciously: "After all, there are underage viewers and players, and the impact is not good."

Several thin-skinned trainees nodded in blush.

They are in good condition during the two classes and are considerate and considerate to the students in each class.

Pei Ru also explained combing more from the perspective of stage performance, Huo Jian taught them how to show their personal charm in just a few minutes.

The precious experience accumulated over a long period of time is clearly separated from shallow to deep, giving many children the feeling of initiation.

Both Tianzi and Shangzi classes have better overall abilities, so they spend more time on the local and lower classes.

There are many students here who are ranked at the end because of the mistakes of the college entrance examination, but they work hard not to lose anyone.

I was a little surprised at the camera I followed.

He originally thought that the two mentors would just leave like this, but he didn't expect to stay on this floor for more than two hours.

The first half of the second period aired as scheduled.

The competition system was announced early in the morning. Before playing the 50 face-to-face clips, some daily tidbits of trainees’ training and interaction were routinely placed.

Zhu Xizhi's personality is hearty and natural. Although he has a certain sense of secondary education, he is very popular among the big boys.

Fu will be in the training layer almost from morning to night next year. He will also consciously do aerobic and anaerobic training, silently caring for other people. He usually doesn't talk much.

Fang Chengran learned quickly and quickly. When the state was stable, he punched in and out of get off work on time every day. He never left early or arrived early. He was very social.

Surprisingly, Gu Shaochu had a sense of distance.

He met a few friends here, but the interactions were not easy, and he would not take the initiative to participate in party activities.

Lonely, with a light smile.

Although many players will take the initiative to talk and talk about it, it always seems that they can't get closer, and finally they are lost.

——So for lunch and dinner, only Chen Yuanqing from the above word group sat with him.

Although Chen Yuanqing is perfunctory about his attitude and expression, he will appear on time.

Sometimes Gu Shaochu didn't want to drink yoghurt to eat cauliflower, and then he pushed it into his dinner plate, and the latter would eat it quietly.

...And then all the surveillance video was filmed.

The barrage and the comment area have everything. At this time, seeing this interaction is a bit contradictory.

[My base friends and I are the traits of mutual rejection. This is the feeling of ordinary classmates. It feels like there is no spark... Disappointment. ]

[The calmness of the bamboo horse group, the more easily you get along with it, the easier it is to dilute sexual attraction. If you know too well, there is no room for feelings. #手手]

[This is obviously awkward little couple feeding daily, OK? ! I don't care if I want to nibble! ! ! ]

Slightly regretful, after seeing the section where President Pei took off his coat, he covered his nose and said that this section had to be pinched off.

It's not that the tight black T is vulgar, but it is the two tutors who play with each other and play with each other too easily to be misunderstood...

Director Honglutai is also an old friend of SPF. He is worried that the Internet is too extreme for Huo Ren's praise and deprecation, and he is unwilling to shake these things as gimmicks.

The child walked all the way.

So the program was broadcast again, and it became the teaching site of two devoted and serious mentors.

However, the Yehuo girl was still mad and happily spinning and screaming!

[I'm just standing by the students and listening to Mr. Pei's lecture! ! Ah, his character like A is so good beside Pei Shen RUA! ! ! I also miss RUA Little White Wolf! ! ! ]

[This vocal ancestor is too guilty of fucking... How can Blade Brother do this! I couldn't resist his voice, why did Pei Shen not respond at all! ! ! ! ]

[Nightfire like SZD! ! ! Walking side by side in the classroom rounding this is considered an open date! ! ! ]

The director group who saw Weibo comment: …? ? ?

While the tidbits interspersed with the broadcast, the 120-80 knockout was also screened simultaneously.

There are only 50 publicly assessed places, and grabbing it means that you can fight for more shots and also face greater pressure.

Many trainees who seek stability have given up two assessments, and there are a few people who are unwilling to do so, for fear that they will miss the opportunity.

A total of three hundred points for dance, singing, and comprehensive performances are evaluated separately by the three teachers.

Huo Jian is responsible for giving comprehensive guidance and an appropriately active atmosphere.

With the achievements of more than a dozen trainees, the overall situation has gradually surfaced.

Out of three hundred points, the highest score is currently Zhu Xizhi (*282 points), the performance is very contagious and the singing is stable, and indeed does not lose the good skills accumulated in the four years of practice.

The next is Fu, who has been practicing for nearly three years next year (*277 points) and Gu Shaochu (*270). Chen Yuanqing played much better this time and successfully scored 261 points.

"Next person."

Another boy walked quickly and greeted them with a smile.

"Good teachers, my name is Shi Jianian."

Huo Jian's heart moved when he heard the name, and he subconsciously looked out of the field.

Trainees already poked Fu's shoulders next year with a smile.

It's such a thing as a name collision... It's subtle in this kind of show.

The advantage is that they will be mentioned many times because of the other party, the appearance rate will increase, maybe it can be converted into higher popularity.

But it's inevitable that you will be better. If you make a debut in the future, you may be treated as a rival.

He looked at the trainee again, and suddenly found that the teenager looked different from everyone else.

Although I met in the local character group before, there were too many people there, and I didn't have time to take a closer look.

"Are you... mixed-race?"

Shi Jianian nodded with a smile, and his gray-blue pupil was like a gem.

His skin naturally retains the creamy whites of Europeans, and his hair is slightly curly and dark brown.

Due to the fact that the skin color is too light, the youth's lip color has a natural pale rose color, and the nose is high and the eyes are deep.

"It turns out there is still another year," Mei Heng smiled sideways. "One is next year, the other is carnival. Is it more than one year to put one piece?"

"This joke is too cold," Huo Jianfu said: "Please start, looking forward to your performance."

The next second the music sounded, Juvenile Trail changed his eyes and started to dance "The Dance of Blessing" smoothly and flexibly.

He was born with a pair of gray-blue pupils that could capture the mind, his waist and legs were soft to the incredible extent, but he danced so sharply that it was like a nobleman riding a horse. There was an indescribable beheading.

The dance itself has different styles with different expressions, it can be soft and tough, and it has not been completely framed.

Huo Jian's side eyes and Pei Ru also exchanged glances.

They all read out strong control.

This is a rare but precious character among dancers.

The clear sound of the clear water piercing the sea is always guiding and paying attention to the eyes of the audience, and the body movements with a strong narrative sense-

The teenager is unconsciously controlling the field.

Dance and singing in the primitive society itself was a means of worship, and later evolved into entertainment.

The full expression of emotions is summarized into many skills, but it is also one of the opportunities for talented people to be discovered.

At the end of the last sound, Mei Heng maintained a focused state of withdrawal, and was not controlled by confusion.

"It's very contagious." He said lightly: "But the breath control is not enough when singing, and the long tone or KEY is not accurate enough."

"I give ninety."

Shi Jianian showed a green smile and bowed his thanks.

Dance, 93 points.

Comprehensive performance, 94 points.

Huo Jian signed the final transcript and his eyes fell on the total score for a few seconds.

Biennial was tied for second.