Miracle Star, every stage performance, will use the form of webcast to show the audience the most realistic state.
The best parts will be edited later. After all, not everyone has the time to stay in the live broadcast room every day.
There is no editing, no sound modification, so the trainees are as good as they are. No one can help them.
Except for themselves.
Barrage in the live room:
[Seriously, what I have been looking forward to most is Shi Yao and Xiang Weiyu. The two are good sisters and are in class A. What kind of sparks can they collide...]
[The emmm program group is really courageous, so let's play it directly! This operation is too shameful! 】
[Hahahaha, these trainees, let's practice more basic skills at ordinary times, don't scratch your head and pose all day long! Is strength the last word? 】
[Not that Shi Yao and Xiang Weiyu are the best people in the entire show? ? Sorry, compared to Zhongyi, I didn't see where it was better! 】
[Upstairs, thunder! Take away my favorite sister, we don't compare with anyone! 】
[Everyone, please stop stepping on the ball, everyone is fine, right? Let our favorite sister go, she finally lost a little bit of black powder, so just don't mess with her? ? 】
[Ah, but I just want to praise my favorite sister! Can sing, choreograph, or dance, I really don’t know what else she can’t do! ! A lifetime fan does not explain! Anyway, if she can't make her debut, I won't believe in so-called fairness anymore! 】
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The stage seems to be harmonious, but in fact the undercurrents are raging.
After the host had finished speaking, the other group went on stage to perform.
Han Yixuan only glanced at it, and suddenly looked away without interest. For nothing else, the strong style of the women's group of a certain country on the stage is the same as copy and paste. To be honest, since watching the performance of Class F, not only Han Yixuan, but the audience's eyes are also picky.
Yan Jing smiled bitterly and glanced at An Xuguang, and he could also detect the lack of interest in the audience.
Only on the stage, the fans of a few girls insisted on cheering for them.
Just listening, I feel embarrassed.
Therefore, if it is too good, it will bleak the rest of the people.
It’s nothing more than the same group as Zhongyi, but these performers are behind them...
Han Yixuan could only silently feel sorry for them for a second.
At this moment, a chair sliding sound suddenly sounded beside him.
Han Yixuan turned her head and said in surprise: "Ms. Gu, where are you going?"
The only person who responded to her was a figure who didn't look back, wrapped in a strong breath.
She touched her nose and muttered: "What's wrong with this? Sure enough, the tyrant is indeed a tyrant, and his temper is too unpredictable, right?"
At first, she thought that Gu Shiqin was only following up in the first two periods, and she would be busy with other things later.
After all, with his compelling style, he wouldn't be able to sit on such a small talent show.
But in fact, not only did Gu Shiqin sit still, he seemed to have a temper, and he was like dynamite, exploding from time to time.
Yan Jing shook his head and silently looked at the tall man's figure, gradually disappearing before his eyes.
A complex light flashed across the eyes.
Su Kui drank a lot of water before taking the stage, probably because of her initial recovery from a serious illness, she always felt dry and dry, and there was too much fire in her body.
As soon as I got off the stage, I hurriedly went to the bathroom.