"Scream" came in third. Before the trainees officially perform, there will be stage performances by the instructors. A lot of fans of the instructors came to the scene, and the lights were colorful and really beautiful.
When the instructor performed, the trainee fans were very sensible and did not turn on the lights. When all the instructors finished their performances and announced that the first group of assessments would begin immediately, the lights all lit up on the scene.
With a competitive relationship, of course it is better than cheering.
A large patch of orange became the most dazzling existence.
It can't be called Orange Sea, because there are many fans in other countries, but this is already the biggest support they can give to idols under limited conditions.
The trainees who have not yet been on stage are all sitting in the lounge watching the broadcast. When the camera swept across the audience seats, the room was suddenly exclaimed when seeing those "Cen Feng" gleaming with orange light.
"Brother Wow, there are a lot of your fans here!"
"Orange is so beautiful! Brother Feng, your cheering color is so beautiful."
"There are also a lot of red and purple. There are so many lights from the big bosses of Class A. I admire them."
Even Cen Feng himself was a little surprised.
Because all the electronic devices of mobile phones and computers have been confiscated, all the trainees do not know their voting ranking so far.
It is foreseeable that the number of votes for the big brothers of Class A should not be low, but that is a fight of gods, and it has nothing to do with the people behind.
According to Cen Feng's idea, he will stay in Class F until he is eliminated at the end of the performance. There may be fans, but that is not enough to support the upper circle of votes.
He read all the letters that Xu Dixing sent last time. The content of the letter is to encourage him, support him, and let him cheer, but they are also saying that this is just your starting point, the result is not important, there are endless possibilities in the future, and the most important thing is that you are happy.
All this reveals a message that his number of votes is not ideal, so please don't worry about it.
He didn't know that the show crew cut the footage of him teaching Class F privately. At the time it was approaching midnight, the camera crews were already off work, and even the automatic cameras in the front and rear corners were powered off.
The trainees don't know that there are hidden cameras in the four corners of every classroom.
According to his calculations, he should have been eliminated by the time the issue of "Scream" is going live, so it doesn't matter whether he has the camera or not.
But the situation at the scene was a bit beyond his expectations.
It was not until I came to the stage that I realized that what I saw in the lens was only the tip of the iceberg. I saw it with my own eyes and was much more spectacular than I saw in the broadcast room.
When he appeared, everyone in the room started yelling his name. It was not neat at first, one after another, and then followed his forward steps until he stood still in the center of the stage.
He is actually very familiar with this orange.
Every activity, every stage, there will be such an orange flashing strongly in a blue ocean. Blue is Yin Chang's support color. Where there is a blue ocean, other colors are eclipsed.
But the orange never goes out.
Even if it's only a little bit, I'm working hard, wanting him to see it.
He has never seen so many oranges.
Like when the sun is sinking, the continuous and re-dyeing clouds are beautiful and gorgeous, reflecting every enthusiastic face.
Everything that had never been achieved with such hard work suddenly appeared in front of him like this, giving people a sense of unreality that everything came too easily.
Then he saw Xu Jiexing.
She also held up a small orange light sign with only the word "wind" written on it. She didn't have a seat, so she squatted down beside the audio equipment under the stage, shaking with excitement holding the light sign. Seeing him look over, his hands danced more happily.
Cen Feng couldn't help but smile.
He smiled and the audience screamed louder.
Zhao Jinjin acted as the host, raised his hand to quiet the audience, and said with a smile: "It seems that our group is very popular. Come and introduce yourself to everyone."
The players enthusiastically introduced their names and their roles in the team, trying to impress the audience more. When it was Cen Feng's turn, he still cherished his words like gold: "I am Cen Feng, the captain of the team. thanks."
Below there was a kite shouting: "Say more!!!"
Zhao Jinjin continued: "The audience asked you to talk more."
Cen Feng was silent for a while, then said: "I hope everyone can support my teammates."
The kite under the stage hoarse: "Support you!!!"
Cen Feng handed it to Zhou Mingyu next to him like a microphone. Once the microphone was in Zhou Mingyu's hands, it was no longer a self-introduction, but a stand-up comedy.
"Hello everyone, I am Zhou Mingyu, I am the face, atmosphere, funny, and hard work in the team. Please support me!"
Taro in the audience: "Shameless!"
Zhou Mingyu pointed at me: "Who scolds me shamelessly! You are holding my light card, are you not my fan?! You scolded me? I remember you!"
All taro: "Ah ah ah shameless!!!"
Zhou Mingyu: "???"
Zhao Jinjin smiled and leaned back and forth: "They want you to remember them."
Zhou Mingyu is heartbroken: "Now fans, in order to let idols remember themselves, they really do not scrutinize any means!"
The audience burst into laughter, and he snorted: "Who asked you to make me pink light cards?! I don’t want pink, it’s not in line with my domineering! I like colored ones, next time I make colored ones. The kind that must have any color!"
It deserves to be a funny atmosphere. When he opened his mouth, he burst into laughter. The atmosphere was much more active than in Group A. After self-introduction, the performance began.
The lights dimmed and there was a preparation time of twenty seconds before the music started.
Everyone was adjusting their breathing and mentality, standing and waiting. Someone suddenly shouted in the quiet place: "Baby don't paddle!!!"
Group B: "..."
Cen Feng: "..."
Who is calling baby
The team members of Group B have already put on the wheat, and the whole audience can hear them with a smile, and they are almost suffocating. At this time, a quiet breath came from the stereo: "Brother Feng, your fans told you not to paddle."
Another gritted teeth whispered: "Shut up!"
The audience burst into laughter.
With the sound of music, a beam of white light fell on the stage.
The performance officially began.
It may be that the episode before the opening made everyone less nervous. The performance of Group B was much better than during the rehearsal. There were no mistakes in either dance or vocal.
It was the first time for the kites to see idol's stage performance with their own eyes.
Although he has been standing at the back, there is almost no single part, but his typhoon is really great. No matter who's a fan, as long as your gaze falls on him for a second, you can never look away.
Not only dance moves, but his expression management is like being born for the stage. Every look in his eyes, every raised eyebrow, every lip-clinching smile is just right, which makes people crazy and sinks into it.
All fans have an idea in their hearts: this person, he is born to shine on the stage.
At the end of the performance, Cen Feng finally had the first and only single part.
The treble that astounded the audience.
They had heard the interpretation of the high pitch of Bian Qi in the previous group, and they were surprised at that time. They felt that no one in Group B could perform better.
Even Kite didn't expect that Cen Feng would be responsible for the high pitch, and he did it effortlessly and easily, and was not inferior to professional singers.
The audience screamed.
The kites, who have been holding their mobile phones to shoot straight shots, rushed to tears of joy to tell: great news! Great news! Baby didn't paddle this time! ! ! He finally showed his true strength! ! !
After the performance of Group B, everyone responded with warm applause and cheers. The members of Group A also stepped onto the stage, and the two groups began canvassing votes. First, the captain of Group A talked to position C to canvass votes, and Bian Qi was also very popular, cheering as soon as he opened his mouth.
When it was Group B's turn, Shi Ran only said "Thank you, everyone, please support us", and then handed the microphone directly to Cen Feng. No matter how much I said, it's nonsense, it's not as useful as a sentence from Brother Feng.
As a result, Cen Feng didn't want to pick up the microphone, so he frowned and glanced at him.
Shi Ran exaggeratedly said, "They listen to you!"
The team members looked at him expectantly, and Cen Feng was silent for a moment, then slowly took over the microphone.
Before speaking, there was a voice in the audience shouting: "Three two one!"
Cen Feng was stunned for a moment. He heard the voice of Xu Zaixing. He followed the direction and looked over. Before he found her where she was, he heard the crowd shouting in unison: "Cen Feng! We love you! Cen Feng! We love you! Cen Feng! We love you!"
we love you.
There are many people, many people love you.
We will try to make orange light up wherever your eyes pass.
So don't be afraid, don't be sad, don't shut yourself in the dark.
We will always be.
His dazed expression appeared on the big screen, and his hesitation in his eyes was distressing. Like someone who is loved for the first time, he doesn't know how to accept this love, a little at a loss, even a little scared.
But he quickly concealed his confusion, as soft as if he didn't want to be discovered, and returned to his former coldness and invulnerability.
He picked up the microphone and said in a low voice, "Thank you, please support my teammates."
The two groups AB stepped down and began voting on the spot.
Back in the rest room, Ying Xuze, who had finished the previous group's performance, rushed over and gave them a bear hug. Of course, he still wanted to hug Cen Feng, and was relentlessly avoided by Cen Feng.
He was more excited than anyone else: "Brother Feng, your fans are so supportive! I think your votes must be very high!"
Fu Xingyan sat in a chair and said coldly: "What's the use of being tall alone? This is a group match, so Bian Qi has fewer votes?"
Everyone looked at Group A, and Bian Qi showed an awkward and polite smile.
Several people in Shi Ran were downcast: "We blame us for pulling our hind legs."
Cen Feng didn't speak, he was afraid that he patted them on the shoulder and sat down.
The voting results were counted in a short while, and when the staff came in, everyone straightened up and looked forward to it. First announced the number of votes for Group A, because everyone in Group A is strong, so the distribution of votes is also very even, but Bianqi's votes still exceed the other teammates by a lot.
Seeing the total number of votes in Group A, Group B felt half-hearted, but still pinned hope on Cen Feng. What if the big guy has created a miracle again
In order to be suspenseful, the staff put Cen Feng in the last announcement, and the nine team members in front listened to it in turn, with the head hanging lower than the other.
C position vs. C position, vocal vs. vocal, each of which is dozens of votes behind Group A.
Does this stack up, isn't it necessary for Cen Feng to pull back the gap of several hundred votes with one person
This is impossible.
Everyone sighed silently and clapped each other's shoulders to show comfort. It was finally announced to Cen Feng, and the staff paused and sold off: "Do you think how many votes the captain can get?"
Shi Ran felt that losing nothing would lose morale, so he shouted: "The game is the highest!"
The staff laughed, took out the card slowly, and said with a smile for a long time: "Congratulations, you guessed it, the highest in the audience, and so far, the highest number of votes among all the trainees who have performed."
Unexpectedly, it made sense.
He once again created a miracle, and with his own power, he pulled back the gap of a few hundred votes with Group A.
The dejected group B was instantly resurrected with blood, screaming and rushing to surround Cen Feng. This time he wanted to hide but couldn't hide, and he was hugged all over his body.
Each team member of the winning team will receive 50,000 votes. For many people, these 50,000 votes are life-saving tickets.
From the beginning of the performance, the voting channel was closed. Only after the performance was over, the votes were counted and the first ranking was announced to the trainees.
Until the evening, the first stage performance of all the groups ended.
The fans left in an orderly manner from the safe passage, while the recording of the trainees was not over yet, they came to the shooting hall and waited for the executors to announce their respective votes.
The last 30 trainees will be eliminated, and the nine debut positions will also usher in the first ranking.
While the trainees were anxious and waiting for the announcement, fans who left the stadium and finally recovered their mobile phones couldn't wait to share the performance of the performance with the little sisters.
Cen Fengchao's words:
[Sisters! I cried with joy! Brother is finally open! ! ! 】
[I used firecrackers wildly for three days and three nights! ! ! Finally saw his real stage! Too handsome, really too handsome, my fan is really a fairy! 】
[There is no way to enter the pit vertically than this, I lie flat on the bottom of the pit, and I will never go out in my life]
[He is handsome, yes, but there are really too few single parts/cries, I'm looking for him through the cracks the whole time]
【what? Why are there so few? Who divided the part? 】
[Baby is the captain, he should have assigned it himself]
[... So he still doesn't want to open business, so he allocated the least part to himself]
[Contented! It would be nice to have a stage! ! ! I’m content anyway, it’s better than paddling]
[Kneel begging brother to do business well / crying]
[Treasure your brother’s business hours, maybe it will be gone all of a sudden... Smiling tiredly]