The Best Actor and the Non-Captive Canary

At eight o'clock in the evening, the dance instructor showed up in Class B's classroom on time with a stack of cards, and said, "Now I will start announcing the results of the re-evaluation after yesterday's theme song assessment. Next, the contestants whose names I have called please come up here to receive yours." level card and move to the class you want to go to. Players whose names have not been called will remain in this class."

Ling Mu in the corner watched the unsatisfactory performance of the previous players in the rating assessment and left in frustration one by one. He stood behind them and secretly clenched the cuffs of the somewhat long sweater.

The dance instructor shouted with a serious face: "Next, Ling Mu."

Ling Mu was stunned when he heard his name. Yuan Lai, who was in the first row, turned his head in disbelief, looked at him, and kept his voice down: "How is that possible!"

Ling Mu squeezed sideways from the team, and took the level card from the instructor with both hands.He lowered his head and pinched the card in his hand. The sweat-drenched hair on his forehead dripped a drop of sweat when he opened the card. With a 'click', the sweat blurred into a dot on a red A.

Ling Mu raised his hand and flicked his drenched bangs, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know what expression to make on his face.He subconsciously turned around and walked out of the door, and when he opened the door, he quickly retreated and bowed deeply to the instructor as if he had thought of something.

The instructor waved to him with a smile and said, "Let's go."

Ling Mu never thought that he could get an A, he expected to be able to keep the blue sweater on his body, which is already very good.

Ling Mu walked towards Class A, and felt that the usual pace was unusually slow at the moment, so he strode and ran towards Class A.When the door was opened, everyone looked back at him for a moment, Fang Lin, the representative of the producer, smiled at him and said, "Well done! Welcome to Class A."

Ling Mu nodded and stood behind the class A players, the blue on his body was very eye-catching in the pink.

Yan Qiujing, who was watching the live broadcast at home, held a paper to wipe away the two lines of old tears left behind by him, sniffling and excitedly posted a barrage on the screen: Ling Mu is amazing, baby, I love you ah!

Soon this bullet screen showing love was integrated into the screen full of doubts and tears:

A: Why does Ling Mu get an A?Shady!

B: Why can't someone get an A? Last night's live broadcast was obvious to all. Leaving aside his character, Ling Mu's professional ability is not to be ridiculed.

C: The elementary school chicks in front quickly turned off the live broadcast and went to do their homework, and Ling Mu quickly eliminated the little brothers who had character and strength!

DEFG: Ahhhhhhhhh groundhog screams! ! !Did you see the way Yuan Lai looked at Ling Mu just now?Yuan Ling is real! ! ! ! ! ! !

Yan Qiujing sniffled angrily and sprayed bullet screens:

Poor character, fuck you!

What a fuck!

Before Yan Qiujing calmed down, he slapped and typed, but when he sent it, it was displayed: [Sorry, your account has been banned for three days due to multiple reports. 】

Ling Mu had just stood there for 2 minutes, when the door was quickly pushed open again, and everyone looked at the door together again.Yuan Lai jumped in from countless lines of sight and laughed loudly: "Comrades have worked hard!"

"..." No one could laugh.

Every time someone comes in, it means that there is a player in the original class A who will be squeezed out.

Yuan Lai rubbed his nose dejectedly in this weird atmosphere, and walked quickly to Ling Mu's side.He tilted his head and said to Ling Mu in a low voice: "I'll go, I was startled by your expression just now, I thought you had fallen."

Ling Mu didn't speak. When he just opened the level card, his mind went blank, and he probably looked silly.

Three more people came in one after another, and one of them was a boy wearing a gray class F uniform that caught everyone's attention.The boy smiled shyly in the eyes, and stood behind the crowd with his head down.

When all three people came, Fang PD picked up the microphone and said, "First of all, I would like to congratulate the five new players who joined Class A, because your unremitting efforts finally helped you get the qualification to stand on the center stage."

Ling Mu was actually very excited inside, he subconsciously looked at the plane in front of him again.

Soon PD Fang said heavily again: "Next, I will start announcing the assessment results of the original class A players. You have all seen that five players have been promoted to class A, which also means that our class will have Five contestants fell out of class A." She looked around, and said with some regret: "Some of you have been working very hard, but the final assessment results are really not satisfactory. I don't know if it is because you are too nervous, or... "Fang PD's gaze was fixed on a tall, thin boy with flamboyant hair in the first row, and she continued: "...the attitude is not correct enough, I hope you all can work hard in the future competitions."

Then she took the five cards in her hand, raised them up and said to them: "I'll just announce the results. There is a player in Class A who really surprised me——Zhao Chengze, Class F."

The pink-haired boy at the front stepped forward and took the grade card with both hands, bowed to her and said in a low voice, "Thank you." Fang PD handed him the microphone and asked, "Do you have anything to say? .” The boy shook his head and said, “No.” After speaking, he turned and opened the door and walked out.

After the rest of the contestants whose names were read got their grade cards and left one after another, Fang PD said: "Okay, the grades are over. Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, we will gather for the rehearsal in the No. The C position will be selected by votes from contestants of other levels, and the official recording of the theme song will start at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon." After she finished speaking, she bowed slightly to the crowd, turned and left.

"Wait a minute," a female choreographer stopped everyone who was about to leave, and said, "The re-arranged dormitory list is on your bed. After you go back, hurry up and pack your things and change dormitories."