On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Chapter 8: Attention

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The entrance to the gym is open at 8 o'clock every day. The next morning it was already crowded with people, and there was a long queue. Xi Nian parked his car on the side of the road, and when he entered through the aisle, he took off his sunglasses and looked at the crowd in Wuyangyang. At a glance, I found that most of them were fans of Suger.

The tickets for the second round of the knockout round were almost sold out by them from the pre-sale.

The eliminated players have the right to watch the game. Although Su Ge has already been eliminated, he can still sit in the viewing area set aside by the organizer for the artists to continue to watch the game. Occasionally taking a shot is also a guaranteed profit. In other words, Xi Nian will see you today. he.

The sky in the morning was lead-grey, and the clouds were dark above their heads, as if it was going to rain. Some fans deliberately waited in a special passage in order to meet idols by chance. A girl with two ponytails was accidentally pushed behind the team by the crowd. The security guard in uniform was busy maintaining order, and it was inevitable that the push was not serious. In a hurry, the girl was pushed by someone, and because of inertia, she screamed and fell backwards. Seeing that she was about to fall out of the road, a sudden arm sound came from her arm. A force pulled her back.

"what!"

Li Xixi hadn't recovered from the shock just now. When she realized that she was being grabbed by someone's arm, she hurriedly used the strength of the other party to stand firm. In the future, before she could see the appearance of the person who came, she hurriedly apologized: " I'm sorry, I didn't stand firm just now, thank you..."

Before she could finish speaking, her voice stopped abruptly when she saw the man with sunglasses in front of her.

As a qualified star-chasing girl, you not only need to know everything about idols, but also listen to all directions. As the main force of the support group of Suger fans, Li Xixi takes this advantage to the extreme. With his sunglasses on, Xi Nian recognized him at a glance with his amazing recognition ability.

It's normal, after all, I just ripped him yesterday...

Li Xixi can't wait to explode in situ, mother, do you want to be so embarrassed.

Xi Nian didn't like Su Ge, nor did he like his fans. He glanced at his wrist, which was tightly grasped by the girl, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Release."

"Ah? Oh oh oh."

Li Xixi lowered her head when she heard the words, only to realize that she was still holding Xi Nian's arm, and she quickly retracted her hand like an electric shock. What, the man has turned around and walked straight towards the special passage on the side, his back quickly disappeared behind the revolving door, indifferent and a little inhuman.

Li Xixi was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously took a breath, but felt a faint medicinal smell in the air.

A companion not far away was waving to her across the crowd: "Xixi! Come here quickly, prepare to check the ticket!"

"Ah? I'll be right here!"

When Li Xixi heard the words, she hurriedly responded, bent down to pick up the blue paper bag that had just fallen on the ground, and patted the dust on it distressedly, and then trotted back into the team.

The companion glanced at her: "what were you doing just now, looking for you for a long time."

Li Xixi said vaguely: "I was squeezed out just now and almost fell into a dog and ate shit. Fortunately, the gift box for Su Ge was not broken."

The companion smiled and pushed her: "This time we are in the front row, maybe we can give him the gift with our own hands."

"Hee hee, I hope too."

Although it was still early, some people had already arrived in the backstage lounge. Several third- and fourth-tier artists were sitting in their respective positions, waiting for the makeup artist to make up. Come over, all kinds of unidentified eyes gathered together, making people feel like a man on their backs.

Xi Nian turned a blind eye to this, he pulled a chair and sat down, with his arms folded, he didn't look like a good thing, and not all male artists were like Su Ge. It's relatively peaceful.

When the makeup artist Sister Jian saw him, she came over with the box: "You are in the morning session, so let's make it for you first."

Sister Jian is a make-up artist hired by the company. Xi Nian and her can be considered acquaintances. Usually, they can talk to each other occasionally, but they are not familiar with each other. Hearing that, he paused the action of swiping the video on the mobile phone, and said after a pause: "Thank you."

Sister Jian smiled and said, "Why are you being so polite? I'll go out for a few days of training. When you come back, you'll learn to be arrogant and cold, you little brat."

Her eldest son is about to start a family, and Xi Nian is only in his early twenties, but he's not a child.

After speaking, Sister Jian continued: "Play well in today's game, let them do whatever they say outside, the old seniors who are now popular in the entertainment industry, who were not torn apart when they were young, didn't they all get through it step by step? ."

Xi Nian was looking at the list of competitions and answered vaguely when he heard the words. The player he was fighting against was Chen Sihao, who was the 16th place player. The opponent took the typical route of a creampie, with thin arms and legs, and a weak body. The risk factor was completely negligible. Excluding.

Artists are not professional players in the first place, and the overall level cannot be said to be high. The Star Games are held more to win the attention of the audience. Whether it is archery or swimming, they are actually like children playing at home. It is false to say that the difficulty is high.

But this time, many people were waiting to see Xi Nian's joke, expecting him to lose.

At ten o'clock in the morning, when the game was about to start, Sun Mingcai was yawning and late, he saw Xi Nian's face was naturally not good, and he helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Today the organizer is going to record a promotional video for you, who is it? You can't be absent, you can't leave early after the game, the contract says in black and white that you have to cooperate with the work, and you can solve it yourself when something goes wrong."

He didn't say much, didn't say when the recording was going to start, and made a stumbling block. Xi Nian always took Sun Ming's words as fart, and when he heard the words, he didn't pay any attention. He picked up his coat from the bench and put it on, and walked straight to the center of the arena.

The host of the Eastern District is in the heat, and the sweet voice reaches everyone's ears through the microphone. The camera skips all the sponsors and coaches and judges in turn, and finally falls on the players.

"... The last game was very exciting. I believe this game will be even better. I wish all the players good results. Let's wait and see. The game officially begins!"

Chen Sihao, who was about 1.68 meters tall, was a bit inferior to Xi Nian in terms of height, not to mention his aura. He didn't know if he had learned the lesson of Su Ge's cold face, and he didn't approach him, just facing him. The polite and alienated smile smiled.

Xi Nian just removed the gauze on his hand in the background and put on a pair of black half-finger sheaths to cover the wound tightly. From the system's point of view, this is an extremely contradictory person. He is strong and has high self-esteem.

The front row of the auditorium is where the contestants are watching the competition. The sisters from each station came prepared with cameras on their shoulders. In order to grab the dominant terrain, they pressed forward. Lu Xingzhe just sneaked out of the hospital today with gauze wrapped around his legs. He found a relationship and got a staff card, which directly occupied the middle position with the best field of vision.

Most of the chasing stars are girls, and it seems a bit strange to sneak in a man suddenly.

A girl next to him saw the professional camera in Lu Xingzhe's hand, and saw that he had a wound on his leg, so she could not help but ask in a low voice, "Are you also here to chase stars?"

Lu Xingzhe was looking for an angle to shoot Xi Nian, when he heard that, he raised his head and glanced at the girl who was talking, then withdrew his gaze and gave a perfunctory hum.

The girl said with emotion: "You are still chasing stars when you are injured. It's too inspirational. It's really happy to be your idol."

Lu Xingzhe: "…"

The other party didn't say that it was okay, but Lu Xingzhe also reacted when he said that he was still lame, so it was inexplicable why he had to run all the way to see Xi Nian.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously put down the camera in his hand and prepared to sit back in his seat.

The host on the field is explaining: "... Player No. 9 Xi Nian is like a dark horse halfway through. He successfully won the ranking in the last issue. I don't know if this competition can continue to maintain the level... "

Lu Xingzhe heard the girl next to him whispering to his companions.

"Hey, what level is maintained, isn't it just a shit luck to win Suge once, what's so great."

"I haven't won the championship yet, Xi Nian's tail is about to go up, let's see how he fishes in troubled waters this time."

As the girl spoke, she suddenly noticed that Lu Xingzhe seemed to be leaving, her eyes lit up and she stepped forward and asked, "Are you not taking pictures? Can you give me the position?"

Hearing this, Lu Xingzhe glanced at her, then unexpectedly turned around and walked back to the middle position, raised the camera to the center of the field, and refused without looking back: "No."

"… "

Xi Nian and Chen Sihao were ready, and walked to their respective target positions under the referee's signal. Still each shot twelve arrows in four groups.

Su Ge was sitting in the viewing area. Whether it was intentional or not, the camera cut over to give him a close-up. When the handsome face with a smile was put on the big screen, the surrounding screams came one after another, and the sound was about to be lifted. Check out the top stand.

"Suger! Suger! You are always the best!"

"We'll support you forever!!"

"Susu daring to fly, Grid will always be with you!"

Fans only felt that Su Ge was wronged by an accidental injury and lost the game, so he deliberately raised his voice and shook the support banner in his hand desperately to support him.

Chen Sihao is a little transparent in the third or fourth line, and he expects to earn a few shots in the end of this game. Seeing this, his face froze, and he muttered in his heart: Damn, Su Ge has been eliminated and come to grab some limelight, disgusting.

Xi Nian's hand is no longer suitable for strenuous exercise. His ligaments have been damaged, and he was burned by the sinister villain Su Ge. He just moved his wrist tentatively, and the sharp sting suddenly appeared. up, like a needle stick.

He looked pale, but he frowned unconsciously.

At some point in the auditorium, a small group of people gathered in the stands, not many, only about a dozen. They did not have a uniform support costume, and even the light signs in their hands were colorful, and they shouted at him from a long distance. Voice.

"Come on Xi Nian! Come on Xi Nian! We are all optimistic about you!"

"You will definitely win this time!!"

"We will always support you, come on!!!!"

Compared with Su Ge's huge fan base, their sense of existence is too weak, and even their voices have to be carefully distinguished to hear them. Xi Nian seemed to have sensed it and looked back.

In the commotion, his eyes passed through the layers of obstacles, and finally fell on them accurately.

The fans were even happier when they saw this, and put their hands to their mouths and shouted, "Xi Nian! Come on in the game, whether you win or lose, you are the best!!!"

Xi Nian's fans are few and weak, and they look really shabby. The fans of Meng Qianlin and Yu Fan are right next door. Seeing this, they sighed and felt pity for them. Grid fans are famous for mad dogs biting people. Almost torn over.

Meng Qianlin and Yu Fan are both popular idols with huge fan bases. Even if they are torn up, they will still have the power to fight. Xi Nian is a little transparent.

The game has already started, and the moment the seconds counter starts to count, Xi Nian neatly draws the bow and arrow, and then pulls the bowstring. However, at the same time as he exerts force, a sharp pain hits his wrist, which makes the aiming point of the arrow point indiscernible. Moved a few millimeters.

Xi Nian's hands were trembling uncontrollably, but he was pressed down by him, and the big screen was aimed at him. People with sharp eyes had already discovered this detail and whispered.

"Why is Xi Nian's hand shaking? Did I read it wrong?"

"You read that right, he did shake a bit just now, but his bowstring was not fully drawn."

"Is he too nervous? Or scared?"

Others didn't know the reason, but Lu Xingzhe knew that he looked at the man in the center of the venue with a complicated look, his eyes moved down, and finally landed on the other party's hand wearing a black jacket.

Seeing this, Xi Nian's few fans looked worried and a little apprehensive. They wanted to cheer for him, but they were afraid of disturbing him. The fans of Meng Qianlin's family sighed and whispered: "Alas, Xi Nian is 80%. We're going to be eliminated."

"It's pitiful, the fans of the Suger family will probably use the topic to tear him up again."

"Who said it wasn't."

"… "

Ignoring the discussions around him, Xi Nian took a breath and closed his eyes. He briefly relaxed his right hand for two seconds, then raised his hand to draw the bowstring and re-aligned with the target. The movement, and even the breath of everyone was also held-

"Whoosh!"

I saw a black-rod arrow swiftly shot towards the target with the sound of breaking through the air under the watchful eyes of the audience. The white tail feathers were still shaking slightly, but before everyone could concentrate on counting the number of rings, the sound of the broadcast was already one step ahead. sounded.

"The ninth seat year, the first arrow of the first group, the tenth ring."

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Xi Nian: Handicapped.

Lu Xingzhe: I have a lame leg.

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