For a while, I brushed my gaze all over the witch Jane.

Directed by a pat on the thigh: "Boys have courage! This is the kind of motivation that Division needs you to... OK, three players come and draw a lottery and prepare for battle for position C! ”

The director's assistant prepared the props and stuffed three notes in a transparent jar.

Caesar looked straight into his eyes for half a day and shouted back: "Battle? What the hell? Better than a barrel or a fight?! ”

In the conversation room, the Golden Armor Guard was already a “chirp” and opened his teammate's hand and stretched out his hand - the note spread out, the serial number coincidentally being "1”.

The director glanced at it and reiterated the rule: “We're not a professional at this either. Besides, there are phonetics in the later stages. Let's just dance with Battle. Freestyle? ”

Zhoma entertainment, the two practitioners painstakingly grabbed their teammates: “Qin, don't go, you'll regret it... Qin ah ah ah when you wake up, how do we explain to you... go all the way, Qin...”

Whitemoonlight entertainment, Caesar couldn't help but worry: "I don't understand, little witch. Are you sure you want to go up there? Witch, do you have a freestyle--”

On the stage, the thin fire spreading has been a step to the drawing of lots, peach blossom eyes smiling like foxes, beautiful bubbles.

Serial number spread out, second.

The rest is reserved for Witch Jane, battle order confirmed.

Under the stage, Witch Jane nodded to Caesar: “I have...”

The sound was suddenly covered by sudden music.

It was the theme song DEMO played by Xiangxiang that came out of the speaker, and the actress was sweet and soft singing "Brave and fearless, one in a million" to give the practitioners goose bumps.

The glad golden armored samurai was fearless, standing proudly in the middle of the stage, his arms swinging, revealing a bulging deltoid, biceps brachii, flexor carpi lateralis.

Everyone held their breath instantly, but the Golden Armor samurai stood up straight for four eight beats - and then drank violently: "Hey! ”

He had a sudden change of shape, bent his waist in a contemplative shape, his muscle-knotted left arm facing his forehead, his right elbow bending back to his knees, and his eyes closed empty-handed.

"“ … "

The director's assistant whispered to relieve embarrassment: "… classic artistic styling, thinkers, can see imitating 19th century artist Rodin's copper molding…”

At this time, the trainee on the stage opened his eyes and his body soared: “I am the Golden Armor mercenary of the Emperor Qin, who will wake me up...”

The director finally couldn't help but pick up the horn: “What and what?! Change people, next next next...”

The two Zhoma practitioners panicked and took off: “Don't wave, open your eyes, Daqin is dead, he's dead!! ”

In that compartment, the thin fire transmission is an arrow step forward, take off your jacket, and prepare for euphoria.

He was thrilled by the surrounding stage lights. He couldn't help but immediately save his head under the stage. The Thin Family Army shook his hand and broadcast live at the same time during the Golden Hours of the 12th Star Station.

“DJ,” a thin fire-pressure low voice, smiling slightly, struck a finger: “Drop the beat! ”

Caesar was nauseous for a while, and Xiangxiang's singing sounded again. The thin fire transmission made a stretch and then started the wind turbulence.

Zoe watched for half a day and slapped Caesar on the back: "Don't throw up —— look up. ”

Thin fire transmission starts slow, then starts to get faster. Since the second eight beats, almost everyone has simultaneously raised a feeling --

Too similar to the DEMO dancing to Xiangxiang.

Whether it's buttocks, chests, long necks with your hands, or hair that doesn't even exist on the sheet, almost all of the moves in the DEMO are replicated.

But the unexpected ability to control the motion -- not very suspicious -- is due to the fact that the thin fires are pretty long. Although the visual effects are strange, he cannot deny how well he imitates them.

Like the male version of Xiangxiang Ying.

Caesar shouted immediately: "This page just practiced dancing in the lobby, and went to the teacher to instruct him alone. Shame on you! What the hell is he dancing--”

Witch Jane replied, "Waacking. ”

Caesar, Zoe: “What?! ”

Witch Jane: “A dance breed.” Analysis goes on: “Thin predecessors… have not practiced the basics and seem to rely mainly on muscle memory. Been practicing for more than a week, should start mimicking the MV of the teacher after the message of the theme song is released...”

Caesar slapped his thigh: "Shit! I remember! I said," How does the slutty guy play music every day in his bedroom -- he doesn't dance like this, he dances in his live room, with his sunglasses, he rocks around, what's his name -- "

At the end of the second paragraph of the main melody, the director of the show was extremely satisfied and cautioned Caesar with a trumpet: "White Moonlight players, please don't make a scene! Thin... good! Perfect!! ”

Light fires rushed off.

The director looked at Jane: “Want a little witch up here? ”

Witch Jane nodded: “I'll try. ”

Beneath the stage, a thin flame spreads and Caesar rubs his shoulders past.

Once again, Caesar deliberately drowned, but he was not angry at the light flame, and swallowed slowly: "Look at me dancing, my eyes will be pregnant. ”

Caesar: “Grandson, what did you say?!! ”

Thin fires: “Son, don't compare. ”

Behind him, Zhoma entertainment practitioner finally wakes up and looks at his teammates: “Our third? What are we doing here? Hey, who's on stage? ”

Zoe looked at Wenlin: “The little witch seems to have forgotten to take off her coat...”

The show's director had a headache: “Shut up! Play a song. Play a song! ”

Witch Jane raised her little round face to express her gratitude. She stood in the center of the stage, turned her head against the magnesium light, and her eyes slightly raised as she raised her head, stuck in the light handover.

Suddenly quiet down the stage.

Zoe was surprised: "Witch… the momentum has come. ”

At one time, dozens of pairs of sights brushed their gaze on the witch Jane. It's hard for a bunch of trainees to tell why, but the coach sees it clearly.

It's hard to imagine a man who, when holding a gun, behaves like a white rabbit and stands in the center of the stage, but can breathe hard and squeeze down the whole field.

It's as if he's more familiar and confident with the stage than he ever imagined.

The prelude flew beneath the stage in silence, and the fourth bar, Witchcraft, abruptly set out.

Caesar glanced at the stage: "... this, this is a little witch? ”

If you use a trait to describe witch Jane's actions, it's aggressive.

Magnesium beams from the top down provide an unmistakable overview of a teenager's flexibility and muscle burst.

The dance itself is just softer, and according to Witch Jane's five officials, whoever can guess will think it is softer to dance - the opposite is true.

Obviously the same action as Ying Xiangxiang, but with an extremely dilated visual impact due to the burst speed, force and shoulder development of Witchcraft.

No femininity, clean, sharp, never dragging mud with water.

The control is so refined that even if it doesn't show up, it's deadly sexy.

The coach beside him stunned and mumbled: “The action… has been fine-tuned. ”

Still almost the same action, Xiangxiang's distinct personal style disappeared in the slightest, leaving only the boy sharp handsome and cold. He could almost imagine what it would be like to sit under a table full of women's meals when the official regiment broadcasts.

When a group of people saw the stare, even the thin fires opened the peach blossom eyes to almonds. Until the end...

Witch Jane lowered her head and her left hand did not hesitate to pull down her coat and toss it under her feet.

Just as the last layer of abstinence was peeled off, revealing a slightly bright, colorful body of a teenager due to a thin sweat.

When he touched it, the drawing pot in the assistant's hand fell to the floor.

It took a while for the director to cough slightly: "Well... vote if you don't have a problem. ”

Five teams, 14 hands all pointing swiftly at Witch Jane.

The first to come back to God was Caesar, who gave a quick bear hug almost immediately after the fall of Witch Jane: "Oh, wow, you little witch! I can see my eyes are pregnant..."

The sharp momentum on Witch Jane's body was dissipated by this crowded smoke cloud. Her face was slightly red: “What...”

Zoe quickly salvaged the man and saw the second turn into the witchcraft emotion of the little white rabbit: “O little witch, how can you dance like rocket fire down the stage?? ”

Witch Jane rejoiced: “I--”

In that compartment, the editor took a loudspeaker and quickly silenced the crowd: “17 votes, then the little wizard player is our C and main dance. Little thin player and Qin player... no offense, you will be the middle of Class D and Class C when the MV is filmed, left and right wings ha. All right, just go back to the dance. Meet the team tomorrow evening at 8pm, and all the players will be watching...”

The light fire finally relieved the breath, at least saved a wingspan C position, and his eyes didn't live there yet, like envy, like he was thinking about the plan.

Zhoma entertaining Qin player rubbed up and jumped: “This is not right, it's none of my business! Didn't I always watch under the stage? Director me--”

The two teammates again panicked and pulled: “Qin, let's go back and watch the playback, ah...”

In the broadcast hall, the noise didn't end until almost 9: 00.

Witch Jane was exhausted when she walked to her bedroom. On her way back, she subconsciously looked at the north tower of the twin towers, but her rounded eyes, which had already been pulled, suddenly lit up.

The big man who disappeared after the game was actually on the lawn using terminal communication.

Men almost fit into the silence of the night, mostly silent, occasionally humming, or something to say.

Witch Jane stared in the distance and suddenly a few words appeared in her head.

“… it does not fit into the environment and will quickly disappear on the edge of the map, making it impossible to fit into the lattice of the model. Like a lonely person...”

For a long time, Weisheng hung up the newsletter and turned to the rabbit sperm.

Witch Jane rushed over and glanced at the past, then thought of her own foolishness in the game... her eyes dripping and twisting.

The guardian raised his eyebrows.

The teenager's cheeks carry a healthy redness and can see a thin sweat after exercise. The training uniform has not been changed, the coat is taken off and sits on the hand, revealing a fine clavicle in the low collar, with a plush milk scent like that of an animal puppy. The eyes are crystal bright and look very happy.

“Where have you been?” Guardian stared at his face and asked.

The first place in the Witch Jane competition, she got the main dance again, and all the little curly hair had to fly up: “Rehearsal of the regiment! Theme Track Station C bit! ”

He doesn't just write red tomatoes, soft children's songs...!

He nodded: “Not bad. ”

The closer the teenager gets, the more obvious is the light rabbit taste after exercise. Little soft hair floats slightly in the wind, as if you can reach into your arms and press the rabbit's furry clothing post.

The guard glanced slightly.

The air grew quieter as the witches grunted. I can hear him spitting a phrase like “Moth in Copy”, "Was in the studio”, “Big Brother, I pickpocket bandit 6!!” Cloud cloud.

Whether it's poisoned or not, it's a big deal.

The guard suddenly reached out and pressed on a soft little curly hair.

After the genetic modification, the palm of the mild palm is wrapped in a gentle touch.

Witch Jane opened her eyes blindly.

There is no face on the guard.

Witch Jane immediately equates her head with “Big Brother's Praise”!

Curfew is approaching, and Witch Jane has to go back to sleep before closing the door. Russia thought that Wei Shi could be promoted to C after the game, moved into the South Tower, and jumped.

“Brother!” He suddenly said: "Tomorrow night the rehearsal... will the big brother come? ”

The guardian turned himself in.

Witch Jane cheered suddenly and was happy to say goodbye.

The night slows down.

Witch Jane added grass to the rabbit and took a bath to sleep.

Caesar is in a girlfriend video, two people “You are my little rabbit number, I am your little fu butterfly”...

Thin fires are reporting to the elder brother.

Filled with thin water and dressed in a nightgown, pale red wine: "Son, your brother is disappointed in you. ”

Light fire: “Brother, Ow, Ow, Ow...”

Filled water: “It took your brother so many years to flush out of the Ulansai area, which is a good time to refresh his image. You don't fire CP with Witch Jane, fans fire our orthopaedic CP again. Your brother is too old to fire. ”

Light fire: “Brother ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...”

Thin water: “Son, tomorrow's theme song, dance well, and call me when it's hot. ”

A light fire broke out and he said in panic: "Brother! I, I actually...”

Communication switched off instantly.

The night passed by.

Once again, 100 people are missing the rare silence of Twin Towers, and even Witch Jane sleeps comfortably in a lazy sleep.

According to the calendar, the evening group rehearsal was followed by a week-long holiday for practitioners.

Blood pigeons took time off to see their wives and children as early as last night, and the only person left in the base was Professor Xiangxiang...

After lunch, the ghosts at the base howled.

When Xiangxiang stepped on a 10cm high heel, she was caught dancing by a lucky practitioner.

“Leave is not granted if the action is not qualified. You mean an A-level trainer? Sorry, the top five teams are going to jump tonight. ”

“How can you let an audience vote for you if you don't take the theme song seriously? Ah?!"

“... didn't I say everyone grab it again? That player -- how come Redhead got caught twice? Forget it, if you dare to sign for someone else, just let him dance twice... it's really not cute...”

8: 00 p.m.

The Clawson Show Broadcasting Hall is brilliant.

Even Xiangxiang was stunned after coming out of the dressing room.

“Witch, if you don't want to compete in the future, come to my studio.” At the heart of Xiangxiang: “Ready? ”

Witch Jane nodded and her eyes sparkled.

Downstairs.

The audience was crowded.

With the exception of the first five teams, all players sit on one side, while the other side is the live audience.

The Clawson show followed a pattern of vicious circles of money, selling group tickets at nearly as high a price as the opening ceremony, and countless fans are still willing to pay for them.

The top light shines, the bowl-shaped broadcast hall shines brightly, and the support cards flash as the lights go down. There are “Ten Year R Size, Grinding the King”, "Little Witch, Hemp came to see you” and “Thin Family Army”, “Azure People Entertainment - Precision Poverty Alleviation Billboard”.

The audience laughed and dozens of live cameras were ready.

The Clawson show obviously showed plenty of sincerity compared to the expensive regimental live fare -

Just let the players jump the theme song, a little bit of a sensible escape show organizer can't really do it.

8: 10.

The light finally went out completely.

A magnesium light struck the stage and the machine slowly rose.

There was a scream on the field, and the redhead looked at him and said, "Brother Wei, look at this dance, do we have to dance —— hey, Brother Wei, look at the little witch ——”

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