The lights dimmed and the girl stepped onto the stage.
In the dark corner of the front row, Lu Zhi raised his eyes. The sky light was very weak, his cold face was somewhat tired, and when he saw her, his eyes froze.
She is the one he misses thousands of times.
Under the black umbilical dress, the waist is slender, one hand can hold it, and the white is frail.
The moment the light shone on her, the sequins on the hem reflected colorful dark lights, flickering.
He heard her sweet voice: "My name is Ning Zhen."
Lu Zhi curled his lips.
The music starts.
It was JAZZ, who was full of joy and joy, her temperament changed almost instantly.
Cheerful and enthusiastic dance steps, slender legs looming.
He seemed to see Ning Zhen from the night before.
Dazzlingly confident, she transforms from little princess to queen once she hits the stage.
The body is delicate and soft, with a thousand charms.
The moment the music was upbeat, her movements suddenly became sexy, the skirt swirled, her straight and slender legs were exposed, and most of her white and tender thighs were exposed.
Too beautiful, too seductive.
Lu Zhi heard several whistles behind him, and his brows and eyes gradually turned cold.
Her dress... maybe it wasn't a dress.
His eyes were colder, and he crossed his fingers, waiting for her to finish dancing.
Others couldn't tell, but Ning Zhen on the stage was restrained and didn't dare to move too much. She almost endured and finished the dance.
When the music ended, the audience burst into loud applause.
She breathed a sigh of relief, at least the dance was over.
Ning Zhen bowed to the jury and walked off the stage from the other side.
Lu Zhi got up and walked backstage.
He paused and went upstairs to the office.
The temporary person in charge of this game is Wu Sheng, a young man in his twenties, with his legs crossed, watching the front desk monitor with great interest.
When Lu Zhi walked in, Wu Sheng clicked his tongue in amazement: "I don't have eyes, do I, Young Master Lu?"
At the birthday party of the old man of the Jin family, he met Lu Zhi once.
The boy in his teens had a cold demeanor. The people at the banquet were chatting and laughing happily. The boy held a cigarette between his fingertips, and looked at people with sarcasm.
Well, the only heir of the Lu family, it's nothing to pull at all.
The point is that this young master Lu is an outrageous mess.
In other people's territory, he even made the little granddaughter of the Jin family cry.
He is good-looking, young girl thinks of spring, and when he went to talk to him, Lu Zhi opened his mouth and sneered, "Are you crazy for lacking a man?"
Wu Sheng was by the side at the time, dumbfounded.
After a year or two, I heard that the little overlord who had been doing everything in his day was taken to City A, but he didn't expect to see him here now.
Wu Sheng was really surprised.
Then I heard Young Master Lu say: "I'll take a look at the monitoring."
It's rare that this person is so rude...
Well, he can't afford to offend others, so just watch.
Lu Zhi looked at the surveillance in the waiting room, bent his lips, and couldn't reach his eyes with a smile: "Hey, this kind of person can't make it to the finals, right?"
Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhao Mengying on the monitor, not sure what Lu Zhi meant: "The judges scored..."
"Well, then score well." Lu Zhi interrupted him with a half-smile, "Be fair."
"..." Wu Sheng could clearly hear the threat in his words.
Lu Zhi continued to look down, and after watching Jiang Zhe cutting the gauze curtain, he sneered coldly: "You can tolerate vandals, you are really generous, if I smash this place, you stand beside me I applaud?"
Wu Sheng's eyes were subtle, and he didn't know what kind of madness this little overlord had gone into.
He coughed lightly: "Well, we will make this classmate compensate."
"No, I'll pay for it."
"what?"
Lu Zhi said slowly, "I said, I'll pay for it."
Wu Sheng felt that this little overlord must have been driven out of the house because of a mental illness...
He wanted to think about it, but looking at Shang Luzhi's dark and cold eyes, he felt that it was better not to say it.
The results of the semi-finals will be announced at 8:00 p.m.
Ning Zhen had already changed into her own clothes. All the contestants left the waiting room and gathered under the stage to wait for the results. She saw Zhao Mengying at a glance.
Zhao Mengying was in high spirits and seemed in a good mood. Talking to another girl, their voices were not low, she could faintly hear the words "score, promotion".
Ning Zhen hated such a person, after one glance, she didn't want to look again.
In all fairness, Ning Zhen felt that she did not perform well in the semi-finals.
A lot of dance moves were temporarily changed. Although the connection is smooth, the tension is also doubled.
She looked around and saw Jiang Zhe on the far right.
She should thank him. After thinking about it, Ning Zhen planned to thank him after announcing the results, and pay for the gauze curtain by herself.
She should be able to afford it, right
Ning Zhen sighed in distress, her heart trembled wildly.
Since there are only ten places for promotion, most of the people present are very nervous.
Zhao Mengying was relatively relaxed and comfortable.
Ning Zhen herself was not sure whether she would be able to advance, but she never thought that she had to win an award before she came here. She fought for everything that should be won, as long as she was worthy of herself.
The hostess who hosted today announced the results of the competition. After the scene was finished, she began to read the list: "The following ten contestants have advanced to the finals this time. Du Xian, Wan Fanzhi... Ning Zhen... Jiang Zhe."
Announcing the list according to the order of the competition, Ning Zhen was stunned for a moment, a little joy welled up in her heart, she can participate in the finals.
She already knew that the boy who helped her was called Jiang Zhe, and he also advanced.
Zhao Mengying suddenly stood up from her seat, her face was pale, her voice was a little out of control: "Impossible, did you read the list wrong?"
She was so rude, the staff hurried over, frowned and said: "Little student, the judges' scoring is relatively fair, let alone the average score after removing the highest and lowest scores. If you have any objections, you can go to the backstage to complain later."
"But my aunt clearly said that my total score is ranked eighth. Why is my name not there? You must have made a mistake. I want to see the score!"
When Zhao Mengying made such a fuss, everyone started whispering.
Oh~ Relational accounts, it turns out that there is such an operation as checking the ratings in advance.
The fairness of the competition was questioned, and the staff was rude: "Little classmate, I don't know who your aunt is?"
Zhao Mengying also came back to her senses, so naturally she would not say anything more, but insisted repeatedly: "I want to see the score."
In the office, Lu Zhi had a smile on his lips, and he looked at the screen: "Show her, let her open her eyes and take a good look."
The corner of Wu Sheng's mouth twitched, he felt so vicissitudes, and he didn't quite understand the routines of these young people.
Zhao Mengying's aunt is one of the supervisors, and has a good relationship with two of the judges, so Zhao Mengying's score has a certain degree of water. It's really hard to say whether he can advance or not.
Lu Zhi was also ruthless, he said, there is something called clearing in this world...
I don't know if Zhao Mengying will faint when she sees her zero score.
In short, it missed the final.
Wu Sheng clicked his tongue and looked at Lu Zhi. He was lazily leaning on the sofa, looking at the big screen, quite focused.
Wu Sheng followed his gaze and saw a group of green teenagers and girls on the screen, but he didn't know who he was looking at.
What Wu Sheng needs to worry about now is that two judges have been removed because of Zhao Mengying, where can he find two professional judges to make up
Fortunately, the little bully didn't propose to be a judge, and somehow got involved in the dance competition, and he didn't know who he was for.
After Zhao Mengying and the staff left, there was quite a commotion at the scene, and some people protested that the scoring was unfair.
Everyone has never doubted the fairness of the competition. After all, this is a national competition, but Zhao Mengying knew the scores before the results were made public. Bad guesses snowballed, causing panic.
Some people even felt that the scores of the ten people who advanced were adulterated.
Wu Sheng looked at the monitor and sighed. Now he was blocked. This year, he was the person in charge, and he was still responsible for any accident.
Now even he thinks that Zhao Mengying is doing well.
This is a player who has been promoted, and his scores are not half adulterated, they are all based on his own true ability.
But it can't resist the malicious speculation and association of people's hearts.
Wu Sheng rolled his eyes and looked at the leisurely Lu Zhi.
Since there are people he cares about here, he must be willing to meddle in their own business. Wu Sheng was very modest to reach this point at such a young age. He asked Lu Zhi, "Master Lu, do you have a solution?"
The boy turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile.
Wu Sheng shrugged: "There's no way, we can't let people say we're unfair, otherwise we'll have to rematch."
Lu Zhi frowned coldly.
"Is there a radio over there?"
Wu Sheng nodded.
"The broadcast is on, give me the microphone."
Wu Sheng frowned, and was a little worried seeing him like this: "Don't mess around." Wu Sheng was really afraid that the little overlord would say "die if you don't accept it".
But Wu Sheng had also heard a lot about Zhizhi Lu's advice when he was in City B, so he decided to trust him once.
Hand over the microphone.
Lu Zhi frowned, moved closer to the microphone, and lowered his voice.
In the noisy hall, suddenly there was a hoarse and pleasant voice, and the crowd was quiet for a moment.
Ning Zhen's eyelashes trembled, feeling that the voice was somewhat familiar, she raised her head.
The voice was very calm, even a little casual: "Those who don't believe in scores, randomly pick a PK out of ten people, and the judges will score in public. If the PK wins, you will be promoted and a bonus will be added. If you lose..."
He paused and smiled lowly. Everyone's heart is hanging by this sentence, what will happen if you lose
"If you lose, go back to your hometown by yourself and compensate a sum of 'troubleshooting fees' for delaying the judges' time. If anyone wants to try, just raise your hand."
Wu Sheng was startled by the phrase "Go back to your hometown"... Fuck, Young Master Lu dares to say anything, does their organizer want an image
Miraculously, as soon as these words were uttered, no one raised their hands, and everyone fell silent.
Although it's a fight, everyone knows that these ten dancers really dance very well, in case they can't win...
The man's voice on the broadcast was filled with a smile: "Huh? No one, no one, just be good and stop talking nonsense."
Ning Zhen's heart began to tremble again. The tone...was too familiar. Could it be what she thought