Afterwards, Ji Zeyu explained his clothing requirements in detail.
After finishing speaking, the team leader looked surprised and refused: "No, how can this be done in time? The costumes and stage effects you mentioned are indeed first-class, but it is too troublesome to find a sponsor."
At this moment, the team leader's phone rang, and he answered the call in confusion.
After a while.
"What, My wants to sponsor us with free clothing?" the team leader said in shock, "Is it the top luxury brand My founded by Ji Mingyun, the first lady in the fashion industry? Are you sure you heard that right?!"
Everyone only knew that Ji Zeyu was backed by Xingyu Company, but they didn't know who Ji Zeyu's relatives were because the Ji family protected his privacy very well.
So, when everyone heard the news, they were all shocked - you know, that is a big name in the fashion industry, and all clothing must be reserved, but now it is sponsored for free? How is this possible!
After the team leader hung up the phone, he looked at Ji Zeyu with a hint of careful speculation in his eyes. He seemed to have guessed something, but he was not sure.
"The clothes should be made according to the original size, plus the elements I mentioned." Ji Zeyu looked at the team leader and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"No hard work, no hard work..." the team leader said hurriedly, his attitude became much more respectful. It is the dream of many fashion designers to be able to cooperate with my!
After solving the clothing problem, Ji Zeyu borrowed his mobile phone to call his sister and said thank you to her.
Ji Mingyun had just finished the meeting and laughed in a sweet voice: "Sha Yubao, what's there to thank you for? Prepare well for the performance. My second brother and I didn't get the tickets, but your eldest brother will come to see you. He is comparable to My second brother and I are much stricter, you have to behave well."
After Ji Zeyu finished the phone call, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He had never had this kind of experience in his previous life, and it felt really good to be surrounded by his family.
After solving the clothing problem, Ji Zeyu returned to the practice room, pondered over the lyrics for a while, and finally decided to change Xiao Huai's part of the lyrics to rap.
Obviously this is a risky decision, because Xiao Huai may not be able to master rap well. However, given the state of his hoarse voice, this was indeed the best decision.
After Ji Zeyu told his teammates about this decision, the teammates were silent for a minute, and then they all nodded in agreement.
After that, Ji Zeyu also talked about the clothing changes.
Compared to the previous change, teammates obviously liked this one better and expressed curiosity about it.
"Wow, do you really want to wear something like that?"
"That would be so exciting!"
"I feel like the stage effect will be great. Is this a secret weapon?"
Thanks to Ji Zeyu's efforts, the originally negative and desperate team atmosphere improved. Everyone regained their confidence in the performance and started the final training one after another.
Xiao Huai came back late at night.
Ji Zeyu stayed in the dance studio for a long time and had a hard time changing the lyrics. When Xiao Huai came back, Ji Zeyu had just finished revising. He handed him the revised lyrics and said to him: "I plan to change your part into rap. With a hoarse voice, it will be more difficult to complete the rap." Less than singing. What do you think?"
Xiao Huai was stunned. He didn't expect that Ji Zeyu was still thinking of ways to save the stage so late. Suddenly, a warm current surged in his heart. He stretched out his arms and hugged him, and said touchedly: "Captain, thank you..."
Later, Xiao Huai browsed the lyrics changed by Ji Zeyu. Not only did they conform to the original meaning of the words, but the style was more suitable for rap.
Xiao Huai put away the lyrics, looked at Ji Zeyu seriously with his dark brown eyes, and said slowly: "Don't worry, captain, I will practice rap seriously."
Since Ji Zeyu has paid so much for him, he must fulfill Ji Zeyu's expectations.
Ji Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief, showed a tired smile, and said to Xiao Huai, "Let's rest tonight and get up to practice tomorrow morning. You can definitely do it."
Xiao Huai nodded vigorously, with a touch of confidence in his eyes, which was completely different from his usual self.
The members of the singing and composing group B were all filled with energy at the moment. Everyone was thinking about the stage design before going to bed. Xiao Huai even memorized the lyrics until late at night, familiarizing himself with the rhythm and drum beats over and over again.
However, other contestants in the program group are not optimistic about them.
Originally, Xiao Huai was not very good, and his voice became hoarse due to illness. However, the singing group A was very strong. How could Ji Zeyu and the others win
Eight hours before the show starts.
Lu Nanyun and his teammates were doing the final line dance in the dance studio. During the break, he was still practicing.
Several teammates were sitting on the ground, discussing the situation of the singing and composition group B.
"Hey, what do you think Ji Zeyu will do this time? I don't think he will be as lucky as last time."
"With Xiao Huai here as a hindrance, what else can he do?"
"There should be no suspense about the singing group competition tonight..."
Lu Nanyun, who was practicing dance, suddenly stopped moving.
He turned around, his cold gaze fell on those people, and said word by word: "You are already sure of victory?"
There were so many strong people in the dance group, no one dared to say these four words, and the teammates shook their heads.
"Then why do you still have time to make irresponsible remarks to others?" Lu Nanyun's tone was cold and emotionless, "Get up and continue practicing."
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Everyone was frightened by the biting coldness in Lu Nanyun's eyes and hurriedly got up from the ground, not daring to say any more topics related to Ji Zeyu.
But they all felt confused in their hearts - Lu Nanyun was fine a few minutes ago, why was he suddenly unhappy
The other side.
The door to the training room of singing group B was closed. No one knows what state they are in now.
Some people feel that they are trying to save it, some feel that they have given up, and some people are waiting for the performance to come with the mentality of watching a good show.
Four hours later, equipment testing began at the performance site, and the contestants boarded buses one after another to the stadium.
Posters of the program "Stars Shine" can be seen everywhere on the buildings along the way, and the city is full of youthful and vigorous atmosphere because of these posters.
Fans came to the venue early to wait, and support signs were shipped outside the venue in batches, which was even more spectacular than the last time.
Jiang Li has become a well-known figure in Ji Zeyu's fan circle. She helps out in the support club and can be seen busy everywhere. She didn't feel tired at all, and was even a little excited. She was thinking about what surprises Ji Zeyu would bring during this performance.
At this moment, a black luxury car parked slowly on the side of the road, and a tall and straight man got out of the car. He was wearing black casual clothes, had a handsome appearance, and an unsmiling face, full of an aura that would keep strangers away.
Under the gaze of the surrounding eyes, the tall man walked to Ji Zeyu's support booth with an indifferent expression.
Jiang Li's eyes widened, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.
But unlike the two handsome men and beauties who appeared at the last performance, this man's aura was more powerful. Even if he was the CEO, Jiang Li would not have the slightest doubt.
Would such a person also be star-chasing? And you’re chasing Xiao Ji
The man stopped in front of the stall and looked at the cheer items carefully. His voice was low and sexy: "Excuse me, how do you sell these?"
Everyone in the support club was stunned by his question.
The man's attention was suddenly attracted by a transparent fan, on which was drawn a cartoon version of Ji Zeyu, wearing a black-and-gold-patterned headband, panickingly reaching out to catch the volleyball, and clearly looking like he couldn't catch it, with a pitiful expression. Pretty.
A slight laugh came.
Jiang Li slowly widened her eyes. It took her a long time to identify it, and finally confirmed that it was a man's sneer. It was a bit like ridicule, but also a bit like... pampering
Jiang Li suspected that she heard wrongly.
"How much does this fan cost?" the man asked politely, his tone was pleasant, and his cold facial features seemed much softer at this moment.
"Ah, no money, free redemption with the ticket!" the girl next to Jiang Li said in a panic. Obviously, this is the first time she has met such a handsome and elegant fan.
"Can these be exchanged?" The man looked at the other aids.
Everyone in the support club nodded hurriedly.
The man stretched out his hand, picked out several different styles of support objects with his slender fingers, took a lot and held them in his arms. He hesitated for a moment, and finally took away the support headband.
Afterwards, he thanked everyone in the support club and walked into the stadium calmly under the gaze of everyone.
"Oh my god, I feel like a domineering president, the kind who is ruthless and doesn't say much."
"He's so handsome, and he looks a bit like Xiao Yu..."
Everyone was talking about it, but no one could have thought that this person was Ji Zeyu's brother.
In the dressing room backstage.
The singing and singing groups are in the same dressing room. The members of Group A and Group B sit in two rows with different expressions.
Feng Yan happened to be sitting next to Ji Zeyu. He took a sip of water while putting on makeup, turned to look at Ji Zeyu, and asked with some worry: "Is your team okay?"
Feng Yan was amazed by Ji Zeyu during his first performance. He admired his strength from the bottom of his heart and asked this question out of concern for him. After all, he is a person who cherishes the strong and does not want Ji Zeyu to be too seriously affected by Xiao Huai.
"It's pretty good." Ji Zeyu closed his eyes and felt the makeup artist's brush swiping across his face, "I think I can win."
Feng Yan was stunned. Ji Zeyu's tone was so understated that he couldn't tell whether it was a joke or not.
Finally, Feng Yan smiled and said to Ji Zeyu, "Looking forward to your performance." But it was obvious that he didn't think Ji Zeyu's group's performance would be that exciting.
Everyone else in Group A also thinks so, and they are all confident of winning at this moment, with confident smiles on their faces.
Half an hour later, the performance officially started.
As the first group of contestants to take the stage, Feng Yan and others had to wait in the waiting area shortly after the start.
Before leaving the dressing room, Ji Zeyu suddenly called Feng Yan softly.
Feng Yan was slightly startled and looked at the boy who called his name.
Ji Zeyu has finished putting on makeup. He is dressed very simply today, wearing a white shirt and black shorts, buttoned to the top, covering most of his neck. His face looks whiter and whiter, and his eyes are pure and clean. There is no aggression whatsoever.
Are you taking the pure route today? The clothes are a bit too simple.
The next second, Ji Zeyu stood up, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled at Feng Yan: "I look forward to your performance." He returned Feng Yan's words intact.
"Thank you." Feng Yan paused and followed his teammates to the stage. At this moment, he suddenly felt that there was something else hidden under Ji Zeyu's clear appearance, but he didn't have time to think about it.
Ten minutes later, the show started.
As the opening performance, the singing group A was really eye-catching. The creative theme of their group is "Burning Dream". The lyrics they wrote are full of the passion of youth, and the songs also have a very strong rhythmic style, which immediately made the audience's emotions rise.
The contestants who were watching the game in the viewing hall backstage were also amazed by the performance of Group A. Under the leadership of Feng Yan, everyone in this group performed brilliantly, even exceeding everyone's expectations.
After the performance of Group A ended, the whole audience cheered. Ji Zefeng sat in the audience and resisted the urge to cover his ears.
Almost all the audience believed that the performance of this group was perfect, and no matter how exciting Group B was, it could not be surpassed, not to mention that there was also a dragster Xiao Huai.
After the performance, Group A went to the viewing hall. The other contestants gave them warm applause and cheers, praising them for making a good start for the second round of performances.
Afterwards, the atmosphere calmed down, and everyone sat back down and stared at the screen.
The singer-songwriter group B, led by Ji Zeyu, slowly walked onto the stage.
Contrary to what everyone expected, everyone in Group B had a confident smile on their face, and the pure white shirts they wore looked clean and sunny.
The light shone on the five teenagers.
Feng Yan looked at the tall young man in the middle, suddenly realized something, and his eyes widened.
At this moment, his originally unbreakable self-confidence was easily shattered.
He suddenly understood that what Ji Zeyu said "I think I can win" was not a joke.