Chapter 43
Lou Jinhuan was listening to other people's speeches and followed suit, when the voice of 001 suddenly sounded in his mind: [Congratulations to the host, the target's favorability has been increased by , and the current total favorability is , come on~]

Lou Jinhuan: [? 】

[I didn't do anything? Why did my favorability suddenly increase so much?He is sick? 】

Lou Jinhuan suddenly turned his head and looked at Ning Ji suspiciously. Ning Ji was casually watching the excitement, and when he noticed her gaze, he raised his right eyebrow at her to show his doubts.

Why are you looking at him like that?Where is he exposed?
001 pointed at his fingers, and said in a low voice: [Host, I just checked the profile of the capture target, and found that he has a little-known hobby. 】

[What hobby? 】

[He is a hidden voice controller. 】

Lou Jinhuan: [What is voice control? 】

001 briefly explained it to her, and Lou Jinhuan suddenly realized, 【It is very sensitive to sound, hearing a sound you like will cause great mood swings, it is probably because the sound makes a person's heart flutter? 】

[Yes, so the host, please make good use of your innate advantages and attack him! 】

Lou Jinhuan lowered his head thoughtfully, pinched the skin on his neck with his fingers, did he actually like her voice?it's wired.

Her skin was thin and fair, and it turned red when she pinched it twice. Ning Ji's eyes fell there inadvertently, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Let's go, what are you looking at?" Wan Biqing interrupted Lou Jinhuan's thoughts, "Let's rush to grab a better practice room."

As soon as she grabbed Lou Jinhuan's hand, she ran out. When Lou Jinhuan turned his head and looked back, he saw other students running out quickly like fish entering the sea.

Not all practice rooms here are the same. Some practice rooms have good audio equipment, some have a lot of equipment, some have stepped seats for rest, and some have nothing but a large space.

Wan Biqing and Lou Jinhuan chose the one that has nothing but a large space. The floor inside is specially made, and the surface is smooth enough that it will not slip at will, but it will not be sluggish when doing some sliding movements.

The staff sent them the dance video, and the two of them sat on the floor with the tablet of the program group to watch. Even though they were sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lou Jinhuan’s waist was straight, and Wan Biqing muttered: “You Now it looks a bit like the ancients."

Lou Jinhuan let out a "hmm" and stared at the tablet intently. She had never seen this thing before, and it was very novel.

At the beginning of the dance, there was a dense darkness, and then there was a faint light. Behind the curtain, there was a person moving slowly. A long sword in his hand stretched out with his movements, flowing clouds and flowing water, combining rigidity and softness.

At the same time, a magnetic and deep voice came out of the speaker, with a bit of ethereal mystery.

"You are so expensive that people can't come freely, and the dragon and the phoenix are hard to get back. The house is full of flowers and drunk with three thousand guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states. The drums and horns reveal the sky, the air is cold, and the wind moves the sea and mountains in autumn. The southeast will always be a golden pillar of heaven. Xian was ten thousand households at that time (1)—”

The last word fell, and a long sword swept across, splitting the darkness, the curtain fell, and thousands of cold lights burst out, revealing two figures behind, one short and one tall.

Wan Biqing exclaimed: "Wow, so handsome! This opening really exploded!"

Amazement also flashed in Lou Jinhuan's eyes. She thought that this sword dance would be soft, mainly to show off her soft figure, but she didn't expect the movements to be so neat and clean, even with a hint of murderous intent.

However, the difficulty was a little higher than she had imagined. There were a few movements that needed to be done in the air, and if they were not done well, it would be easy to fall and ruin the whole dance.

Seeing the end, the intense drum music calmed down and was replaced by the long and long flute sound. The movements of the two slowed down, and then the drum sound resumed. Jian stood still, with unfinished killing intent in his eyes.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Wan Biqing patted Lou Jinhuan's thigh excitedly, "We chose the right one! This dance will definitely make it out of the ring!"

Lou Jinhuan: "..."

She silently put Wan Biqing's hand back on her own lap, but Wan Biqing didn't pay attention and was still patting.

Lou Jinhuan can understand that this dance can indeed arouse people's desire and ambition to make progress.

"Come on, let's split it up, it happens to be two people dancing, do you want the one in white or the one in black?"

Wan Biqing pressed replay, and murmured, "Would you like to choose black clothes? I think this action is easier."

Lou Jinhuan shook his head, "I want white clothes."

"Can you do it? Don't you have no dancing skills?" Wan Biqing's expression was indescribable.

Lou Jin laughed happily, "I don't have dancing skills, but I can practice."

Wan Biqing: "Uh..."

Why is she so good but so confident? !

Soon the staff brought over a prop sword, and Lou Jinhuan took one and pulled it out to see that the sword had not been sharpened, and both sides were equally blunt, so it could not hurt anyone.

But as soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, Lou Jinhuan found the feeling of being a master in his previous life.

She has practiced martial arts since childhood, and the weapon she is best at is the sword. It can be said that the sword is a part of her body.

The familiar feeling made her blood boil, and her eyes lit up. She took the hilt of the sword and casually twisted the sword flower, and said with a smile: "It feels okay."

Wan Biqing: "?"

"Your sword flower is very standard!"

She looked at Lou Jinhuan in surprise, "Have you ever learned it?"

Lou Jinhuan said vaguely, "That's right."

Wan Biqing looked at her differently.

Lou Jinhuan noticed it, but didn't take it to heart.

The scouts approached her and asked her to participate in this draft. They were here to make up the numbers. They planned to let her increase her exposure so that she could sign a contract with a company and make her debut smoothly.

It just so happens that the company plans to promote Wan Biqing, and has already assigned a spot for her, but there is still a lack of a control group to create a topic for her. After the high-level discussion, let Lou Jinhuan come, tell her to perform well, and sign a formal contract with her when the time comes. Contract, otherwise she will continue to be her amateur after the show ends.

Therefore, now that Lou Jinhuan is still free, free body has infinite possibilities.

She smiled, and made a motion of turning her body forward, raised her right leg high, opened her legs straight at 180 degrees, and pointed the tip of her sword directly at the door.

"Click", the door slowly opened from the outside, Ning Ji raised his eyes and met the cold sword tip.

Ning Ji: "..."

Lou Jinhuan: "..."

Wan Biqing raised her hands ready to applaud and quickly put her hands behind her back, looking up at the sky.

"Heh - I'm starting to practice now? It's hard work."

Ning Ji chuckled, walked in and closed the door of the practice room behind her backhand.

Lou Jinhuan withdrew her hand, nodded uncomfortably, and remembered what 001 said before, she licked her lower lip, and answered aloud, "Yes."

"Brother, are you here to guide us?"

Ning Ji smiled and said, "Yes, have you divided the roles?"

As he spoke, he paused, put his fingers on the buttons of his suit, and asked politely: "Mind if I take off my coat? It's a bit hot."

(End of this chapter)

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