The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

Before eight o'clock in the evening, Qian Bo opened the Sweet Potato TV app, stood before the live broadcast, and waited for the broadcast of "Idol Concentration Camp" with a sullen face.

Although on Weibo, the news that Geng Yu will be a flight instructor has been officially stamped by me, but!

Qian Bo wouldn't believe it if he didn't see Geng Yu appearing on the show for a day!

He counted the time and finally waited until the show started.

The host came out from the backstage, and after introducing the three instructors who no one knew who was who, he finally said in a passionate voice, "Let us welcome tonight's flight instructor, the king of heaven Geng Yu, with warm applause!"

Qian Bo involuntarily grasped the armrest, and stared at the camera in the live broadcast room without blinking.

In the next second, he finally gave up.

——In the camera, a handsome face with no expression appeared.

The dress is cool and the eyes are arrogant.

In the live broadcast room, the fans went crazy:

[Ahhh, lick the screen! 】

[Brother Geng Yu, I can! ! ! 】

【…】

Qian Bo opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Oh shit!

That smelly and shameless Wu Bin actually invited King Geng Tian! !

No, although Geng Tianwang arrived at the scene, his face looked... not very good.

Qian Bo pondered for a moment, imitated the tone of the little fans secretly, and posted a barrage: 【Don't you think my brother's face is a bit stinky?I feel forced to be on this show! 】

I thought it would incite fans' emotions, but I didn't expect:

[Is there a fake fan upstairs?Please, my brother always has this expression, okay? [white eyes]]

[Yeah, my brother Geng is so cool and domineering! 】

[Brother Geng never smiles in public, let's find out. 】

Qian Bo spat out a mouthful of blood silently: "..." Miscalculation.

Fortunately, Qian Bo was not disappointed in the following performances of the contestants. The level of each contestant... I couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The barrage is slowly full of complaints:

[What the hell is jumping in the middle? ?Twisting yangko? 】

[This group is here to make soy sauce? 】

[Hahaha Brother Geng's brows are almost wrinkled to the sky, thank you brother for your hard work. 】

[The one on the far left is actually okay, but the lighting, stage, set...there are urine spots everywhere, if it weren't for Brother Geng, who would have seen it. 】

Director Qian originally felt that his blood pressure had started to soar again, but seeing these barrages made him feel much happier.

He enthusiastically joined the barrage army, crazily complaining about the show.

How cool it is!

Soon, it was time for the third group of contestants to perform.

The lights dimmed suddenly, and when they came back on again, five big boys had already appeared on the stage.

The camera slowly sweeps over each of them, and finally zooms out, and the five of them are in the same frame.

[Hey, this group seems to be okay! 】

[Amway, little brother Wei Ziyang, No. 38, can sing and dance, has a high appearance, and can play all-round roles! 】

[In terms of appearance, I'm sorry, Zuoyi's little brother is crazy about me! 】

[The one on the left is called Song Yan?It's really beautiful! 】

【What!He looks like this, you tell me he's from Class F? 】

【…】

Qian Bo glanced at the barrage, then glanced at the pretty boy on the far left, and gave a slight snort.

He looks really outstanding. When he saw this kid for the first time, he was startled. He thought it was the trump card of this old guy, Wu Bin. Who knew that after watching an episode of the program, he realized...

What trump card!

She doesn't know anything about singing and dancing, she's just an idiot beauty!

Such a person, if he signs with a big company that can hype, maybe he can still make a living by relying on the straw man or something. It's a pity that his life is not good, the economic company is terribly broken, and his debut work is "Idol Concentration Camp" A street variety show.

It's no wonder it's hot!

Sure enough, someone in the barrage began to popularize science:

[I really don't have to pick on my appearance, but I'm only concerned about my business ability. I'm really... sorry for this face!As long as you learn a little bit, you won't jump like that! 】

[I've heard Song Yan sing, and my parrot can sing better than him [smile]]

[Wei Ziyang is much better than him, sister listen to me, pick him, you will never fall in love with him! 】

Then, Wei Ziyang's fans appeared in large numbers on the barrage, crazily dissing Song Yan and Amway's own brother.

Zhengla stepped happily, and the music sounded.

Qian Bo didn't show much interest and continued to read.

Geng Tianwang also saw it, and he spit it out. There is really no need to watch it, after all...Wu Bin and other players, hehe.

With that in mind, I prepared to close the app.

——I don't want to give that old guy a little bit of ratings!

The mouse had already moved to the X, and he casually glanced at the screen for the last time, but was suddenly taken aback.

Subconsciously leaned closer to the screen.

The five people who are singing and dancing are indeed much better than the previous players.

Wei Ziyang, who has the most fans, is indeed quite strong.

However, what surprised him was not those talented players from Class A, but... Song Yan.

The position on the stage is determined by the off-site vote of this group. Wei Ziyang firmly occupies the middle C position, while Song Yan is the least popular, so he stands on the far side.

Lights and shots were allotted to him to a minimum.

However, it makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Qian Bo couldn't believe it was Song Yan!

The juvenile's body proportions are excellent, just looking at it like this is pleasing to the eye.

Wearing a uniform and customized camp uniform, dancing with the beat of the music.

Rhythm, movement, strength, all are accurate.

There is no tension like that of ordinary players, but an extremely relaxed and smooth state.

Plus such a face...

Qian Bo's face was a bit ugly.

Not only that, but the barrage also said: [? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Damn, jump like this, you tell me he is a hot chicken? ? 】

[Tell everyone a joke, Song Yan is mediocre in strength. 】

[Oh my god, it's wink time! !My heart was struck! ! 】

[3 minutes, I want all the information about this little brother! 】

【…】

Song Yan, who was winking, found that the things in his eyes had not been squeezed out, so he continued to wink several times!

Huh, the eyes are finally comfortable.

He bounced left and right, and looked back.

Oh, why did director Wu Bin drop his glasses on the floor?

Director Wu's glasses are scared!Lose!of!

He is very clear about Song Yan's situation!

The conditions are really good, but if you don't have strength, you really don't have strength.

But now...

Someone next to him hurriedly picked up his glasses: "...Director Wu."

Wu Bin finally came to his senses, and then got excited with an old face:

"Hey, where is my walkie-talkie, give it to me!"

"...Camera No. 3, the camera is for Song Yan No. 66!"

"Quick! Hit me up!..."

Song Yan just turned around, and was taken aback as soon as he turned back.

Several black holes were aimed at him in unison...

After making arrangements, Wu Dao let out a sigh of relief, glanced at him, but inadvertently landed on the flight instructor Geng Yu, and was stunned for a while.

Then he became excited again: "What are you doing with the No. 2 unit? Give Mr. Geng a close-up! Hurry up!"

Therefore, the audience in the live broadcast room were still eating watermelon for a second, and they enjoyed the performance of the little brother.

In the next second, the camera turned and cut to Geng Yu.

Then, everyone's melon fell.

Look what they saw!

In the camera, Geng Yu folded his arms lazily as always, but his eyes were fixed on the people on the stage, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

So, the fans in the barrage went crazy:

[Brother Geng is... laughing? ? ? 】

[What's wrong with my eyes? ?Is something wrong? ?To see a smile on Brother Geng's face in his lifetime? ? 】

[This smile is gentle with a hint of admiration, and a hint of kindness in the admiration. Could this be the legendary...uncle's smile? ? ? 】

[Hahahahaha class represents sharpness! 】

【…】

Geng Yu smiled lightly.

The three judges next to him looked serious.

Taking advantage of the camera moving away, they exchanged a glance tacitly, and then turned to Wei Ziyang who was panting confidently on the stage.

Wei Ziyang is indeed very confident.

He felt like he was playing pretty well, as evidenced by the very loud cheers from the crowd.

Moreover, last night, her agent specifically explained that she has already taken care of the judges and mentors, and she will definitely be able to advance directly.

Sure enough, after scoring on the spot, the judges began to vote.

All three judges... voted for Wei Ziyang with their eyes closed.

[? ?Did these judges see something wrong? 】

[shady!Absolutely shady! 】

[Fuck, Song Yan performed so well that he voted for Wei Ziyang?It's all right! 】

[Why didn't Brother Geng vote? 】

[The competition system is like this, the flight instructor has no voting rights, after all, all the hot chickens were invited before...]

【Depend on! 】

At this moment, the camera is focused on the judges and the audience who are voting. Taking advantage of the absence of the camera, Tang Xuyi turned his head and whispered to Song Yan next to him: "Hey, Wei Ziyang must be directly promoted this time, let's wait and see. !"

Song Yan comforted him softly: "It's not bad to be determined, it's better than me who needs to be eliminated, right?"

On stage, everyone was so nervous that it was almost impossible to notice the performance of others.

Thinking of his previous strength, Tang Xuyi knew that his words were really not polite, so he just sighed softly: "Hey, then you..."

Song Yan whispered: "It's okay, I've already found food reserves!"

When the game was over, he hurriedly packed his luggage and rushed to brother Luo Jieling's boyfriend's uncle, maybe he could catch lunch tomorrow!

Seamless rubbing, perfect.

Tang Xuyi was a little sad, but when he turned his head, he saw the smugness on the corner of Wei Ziyang's mouth.

He curled his lips, and was about to say something more, when the camera swept over him, he straightened up immediately, and put on a business-like smile.

The host routinely held a reminder card and said loudly: "Remind again, the competition system is that the audience vote counts as one vote, and the votes in the hands of the judges count as 5 votes. The current vote statistics are 15 votes for Wei Ziyang and 0 votes for Tang Xuyi , Song Yan 0 votes... Now, let's take a look at the total number of votes! Come on, let's count down to five numbers together, 5, 4..."

On the count of one, the big, poor-quality screen lit up.

The host was startled for a moment, and then announced loudly excitedly: "Wow! Let's congratulate——"

On the stage, the five boys smiled and looked back at the big screen recording their results.

Then, they were stunned together.

Song Yan just turned around subconsciously, wondering whether to pack the clothes or the toiletries first.

By the way, don’t forget the mobile phone charging cable, the half roll of paper next to the bed, you have to put it in your bag.

And the underwear hanging on the balcony...

Before I finished thinking about it, I suddenly saw my vote count...

He stared at it for a while, and a figure slowly appeared above his head:?

The camera swept across the faces of the five of them again, from Song Yan with a bewildered expression, to Tang Xuyi, who was looking at the old man's mobile phone, to Wei Ziyang, whose smile gradually disappeared...

Finally, he stayed on the excited host.

The host's voice resounded across the stage: "Congratulations Song Yan, successfully advanced!"