After the rehearsal, the instructors showed surprised eyes in the audience, and everyone was surprised by the performance of Group B.

Everyone has been worried that Xiao Huai did not make any mistakes. Although he was still a little nervous, he has made great progress compared with the first round of performances.

Standing in the C position, Ji Zeyu is as dazzling as ever. Although his part is less than expected, as long as the light is on him, he will attract everyone's attention.

The instructors took turns to pick up the microphones and praised the stage design of Group B. Almost everyone mentioned Xiao Huai's progress.

Chen He said excitedly: "I didn't expect your group's stage to be so burning. It was really pleasantly surprised. Whether it is the theme of the creation or the stage design, it makes me shine."

Instructor Nan Lin also praised Xiao Huai's dance. Later, she looked at Ji Zeyu and asked a question: "Zeyu, this rehearsal was very successful, but have you ever thought about getting better?"

Ji Zeyu was stunned, and hurriedly asked: "Teacher, you can speak straight."

The others also looked at Nan Lin curiously.

"I just talk about my personal feelings." Nan Lin thought for a while and said, "I think your stage charm is not outstanding enough. Of course, this is because I have higher requirements for you now, and I think you can do it. better."

Ji Zeyu was taken aback by the words "Charm of the Stage". This was also the question Jie Yun had said to him. Sister Yun hopes that he can find both personal charm and stage charm at the same time, so that he can truly become popular.

"Then what do you think?" Ji Zeyu asked seriously.

Nan Lin was stunned, and then said: "I think... maybe you can try the **** route. Because now you, although you perform very well, you haven't made good use of your own conditions."

Nan Lin's words are rather vague, but she is actually saying that Ji Zeyu's appearance is in good condition.

Sexy route? Ji Zeyu's appearance in his previous life was very ordinary, and he had never tried this style.

Everyone present was startled for a few seconds. They can't seem to imagine what Ji Zeyu would be like to take the **** route, because now he seems to be perfect.

"...Thank you teacher." Ji Zeyu hesitated for a while, and said, "I haven't tried the **** style you mentioned. If I have a chance in the future, I will try it, but now there is not much time. It is too risky to change the style rashly. "

"Okay." Nan Lin showed a pity expression, "I just think that if you try the **** style, it will make the stage more pleasantly surprised. It doesn't matter if you don't try it, because your performance has already exceeded everyone's expectations."

The contestants nodded and thanked the teacher for the comment, and then left the stage.

Xiao Huai breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help but put his hand around Ji Zeyu's arm, and whispered: "I thought I would be criticized by the teachers. I was nervous for a long time, but fortunately they didn't scold me."

"You did really well today," Ji Zeyu smelled the citrus perfume on Xiao Huai, couldn't help but look at him, met a pair of beautiful eyes filled with smiles, and couldn't help but froze, "...keep on going."

At this moment, the members of the dance group A came to face each other, and the C position leading the team was the dark horse Qi Aodong from the previous stage.

Qi Aodong's face was cold from the start, and when he became the captain, he was more like an iceberg. Not only did he talk less, but he had been working hard, and seemed to have enough energy to improve his ranking.

"Aodong, come on." Ji Zeyu greeted him head-on, and gently stretched out his hand to give him a high-five, "Behave well."

Ji Zeyu has always regarded Qi Aodong as the younger brother of the same company, and naturally hopes that he can achieve good results.

Qi Aodong glanced at Xiao Huai without a trace and put his arm around Ji Zeyu's hand, and said in a low voice, his beautiful single eyelid was still full of cold feeling.

"Don't worry, our captain is strong." Qi Aodong's teammate joked with a smile, "He is determined to make his debut."

Ji Zeyu glanced at Qi Aodong in surprise.

Qi Aodong, who was told the secret by his teammates, flashed unnaturally in his eyes, aside from his sight, he explained: "I, I just said it casually..."

"I believe in you." Ji Zeyu curled his lips and said calmly and firmly.

Qi Aodong was stunned, and immediately showed a smile, melting the ice in his eyes.

The two teams passed by.

Qi Aodong deliberately slowed down and walked at the end of the team. When passing by Xiao Huai, he calmly stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Huai's arm with a little force.

Xiao Huai was taken aback for a moment, and had to let go of the hand that was holding Ji Zeyu's arm.

Seeing Xiao Huai let go, Qi Aodong also let go. After that, his cold eyes glanced at Xiao Huai, without speaking, he followed his teammates.

Ji Zeyu only felt that Xiao Huai had let go of him, and did not notice the scene that happened behind him.

And Xiao Huai's expression obviously became a little silent, under the gray-blue bangs, there was a trace of deep emotion in his eyes, which was very different from the temperament of the boy next door in his usual days.

A few seconds later, Xiao Huai hid his emotions and continued to talk to Ji Zeyu with a smile.

After almost a whole afternoon, the rehearsal for the second round of "Stars Shining" was over.

At the same time as the rehearsal, the official website of the program released a link to buy tickets for the performance, and the capacity of the venue increased from 2,000 in the first round to 5,000.

However, these five thousand tickets were all sold out in just ten seconds, which shows how popular the show is.

Into the night.

Xingyu Entertainment headquarters, in the president's office.

A man sits on a pure black leather sofa chair, dressed in an expensive gray suit, with a cup of espresso in front of him, frowning on his handsome face.

The man held the phone in his hand and stared at the screen, as if waiting for something.

This man is the president of Xingyu Entertainment, which is Ji Zefeng's eldest brother.

President Assistant Mina walked into the office with stiletto heels, and asked intimately: "Mr. Ji, has any project encountered a problem? It seems that you are not in a good mood this afternoon."

"Yeah." Ji Zefeng said casually, "It's none of your business, you should go out first."

Mina suddenly felt confused. The usual CEO would just say anything if he had any questions. Why didn't he keep talking today?

After the assistant left, Ji Zefeng reopened the Weibo software on his phone, and a new message popped out, making his eyes suddenly change.

The official account of Ji Zeyu’s support club sent a message: "Hello, we have arranged for SF Express to deliver the tickets you want, and they will be delivered tomorrow."

After Ji Zefeng saw the news, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rose, and the cold and tough facial lines became soft. He took a sip of his coffee, then typed in and replied: "Thank you."

The last time Ji Zefeng did not go to the performance, this time, as the dignified president, he could not get the ticket. He was very depressed. At this moment, it is cleared by the news of the support club.

"It should be us thank you. In the second stage, you donated another two million to the support club. Xiaoyu has fans like you. We are really so happy." Ji Zeyu's support club replied.

The donation account is Ji Zefeng's trumpet, and no one knows his true identity. In addition, this trumpet doesn't even have an avatar, and many people guess that this rich fan is a rich woman.

After the ticket was sent out, a member of the support club sent a message in a small group: "Damn, the rich lady didn't grab the ticket, and asked if I could give her one, I immediately gave her the extra one. ."

"Is that the rich woman who has raised millions of donations?" Jiang Li replied in the group, "The rich woman can't get the votes, she seems to be a novice star chaser."

As Ji Zeyu's most popular station sister, Jiang Li has already penetrated into the support club.

Someone replied: "Sister rich woman may be an elderly hand speed, let's be considerate."

Ji Zefeng sitting in the office suddenly sneezed.

Soon, Ji Zefeng received the courier the next morning. After opening it, he seldom curled up the corners of his lips and showed a pleasant look in his eyes.

The other employees in the company were suddenly shocked-oh my god, Ji always laughed! This is a check of several hundred million yuan!

Fans including Ji Zefeng are looking forward to the second round of performance. Some unscrupulous scalpers have already fired the ticket price to nearly 10,000 yuan.

Ji Zeyu was also full of expectations for the performance.

However, on the second day after the rehearsal, with only 36 hours left before the opening of the performance, an unexpected thing happened—

Xiao Huai's tonsils were inflamed due to overwork, and then he developed a fever, and even his throat became dumb.

When Ji Zeyu heard about this early in the morning, the originally pleasant and relaxed mood suddenly disappeared, and a heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Reality seemed to tell him a message, that is: he really has a black "cannon fodder male with a halo", and every challenge is a hell-level difficulty for him.

The author has something to say: Ji Zefeng, President of Dignity Xingyu, did not expect that he would be molded in clay one day (no). Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2020-07-1801:35:52~2020-07-1902:10:22~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 4 bottles of tea wine; 2 bottles of fireflies and insects; fellow Taoists, please stay, 1 bottle of Crave;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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