At 7 o'clock in the evening, the highly anticipated Super Star Primary Competition officially began. The well-known domestic media writers and producers formed a professional jury, and four famous singers and actors who were mentors at home and abroad, as well as Xu Siming, general manager of Miao Gu Qiyue.

Chaoxing has held six consecutive sessions, which is the first time that Xu Siming, the boss of the promoter company, personally took the judges.

Qi Yue has a backing with Haotian Entertainment and is closely related to companies like Feiteng. He has the best resources in his hands. No one in the industry wants to curry favor with him. So when Xu Siming appears, everyone subconsciously stood up and saluted. However, Xu Siming put all his attention on the "art director" who followed him and made a step forward.

Who told him why the third young master of the Pei family, the helmsman of the Tang Dynasty Yufeng, the boss of the Great Dong family Haotian, behind Qi Yue, became his "artistic director", and did he look like his subordinates should follow him?

Is this going to scare him to death?

He is afraid of losing his life!

"Pei...Teacher Chu, sit here." When everyone gave him the middle position, Xu Siming almost subconsciously led Pei Chunan to the middle.

Pei Chunan glanced at him, and when he didn't hear it, he sat down next to him with Chu Peiru's name.

Xu Siming felt aware of it and felt a cold sweat. The middle position was like a needle and needle.

There were twenty-six contestants this time, and everyone had a special waiting venue, and there was also a live broadcast of the shooting in front of the waiting venue. Ye Zihan drew the second to last draw and was arranged to the last position. He was calm and calm and pulled Li Mengni, who was standing upright and standing upright, and was playing games. Suddenly, he saw the familiar face on the screen and his mobile phone slammed into his foot.

"What are you doing? That priest is about to get blood clean! He is going to be in a trough!"

Li Mengni looked up angrily and saw Ye Zihan's stupid look. Following her sight, she saw Pei Chunan who had met several times...

He Qiu also saw the enlarged face on the screen at this moment, slanted Ye Zihan, continued to pick up his phone, and continued to outline the picture on a painting app.

Li Mengni no longer had the intention of playing. She looked Ye Zihan around several times and said, "I humbly asked for advice": "He couldn't get in for you, right?"

The big boss of Villa No. 9! The most mysterious figure in Grand Hyatt Hotel, a big boss who has not met many times for three years, how could she appear in front of the camera in a grand Hyatt Hotel?

Is this man crazy?

"Nina, pinch me!"

"My name is Li Mengni!" Li Mengni grabbed Ye Zihan's arm hard.

Ye Zihan turned around and stared at her. Li Mengni suddenly regretted that she was too heavy and glanced at the traces that were pulled out on her hand: "It hurts?"

Ye Zihan grabbed her hand, as if she woke up: "Do you think he is a lunatic?"

Li Mengni was stunned and glanced at the judges again: "Isn't it very suitable for you?" Two crazy people.

Ye Zihan then confirmed that it was not his dazzled eyes. She secretly took out her cell phone and sent a message to Pei Chunan: "Where are you?"

Li Mengni rolled her eyes. She still needs to confirm that she is like this? She probably can't look like she is so handsome, right?

Pei Chunan actually took out the buttons of his phone in front of the camera, and soon Ye Zihan received the message: "I'll come to see you perform."

Ye Zihan's face turned pale. What a fuck, why are you sitting in the judges' seat when watching the performance?

Li Mengni looked at the person who was already furious and couldn't help asking: "Well, you won't have any special moves that you can't let him watch today, right? Even if he watches the game, he won't be like this."

Ye Zihan smiled awkwardly: "How could it be?" After that, the man had already stood up and secretly went to find the staff.

Li Mengni rolled her eyes and turned her eyes to He Qiu, the only person Ye Zihan can cheat on this stage: "Do you know Ye Zihan has a master?"

He Qiu looked up: "What?"

Li Mengni glanced at the judges. She was not sure whether Ye Zihan had disclosed Pei Chunan's identity to this person, so she had to vaguely say: "That man is very jealous, so be careful." Damn, it is said that even the door of the employee dormitory was removed. This temperament is more than a domineering president?

"Yeah, thank you." He Qiu was very polite and polite, but there was no slight slight wave on his face.

Li Mengni suddenly became confused and saw that he was still leisurely and leisurely painting until he was about to go to the competition. He was either natural or knowledgeable, and nothing could shake his mood.

Whether it is the former or the latter, your own reminders seem very redundant.

Ye Zihan ran to the front and took a look. He also sniffed his nose in the air for a long time, as if he could smell whether the person was Pei Chunan from the air. Suddenly, the phone rang, and Ye Zihan quickly picked it up, but saw a message: "You are guilty..."

Ye Zihan's hand shook, and he slammed his phone into the foot again.

Damn... Can her psychopath still read brain waves from a distance?

Xiao Yu and Chen Wen came in. At first glance, they saw Ye Zihan secretly huddled in the corner. Her eyes were unconsciously stuck on her body for a while until she picked up her phone and walked into the backstage like a thief.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Wen asked.

The position just now was gone, Xiao Yu withdrew his gaze and replied: "Nothing."

After finding the front row position, the two of them sat down, Chen Wen then asked tentatively: "Why did you think of watching such a game?"

"I heard that Baye Zhuan had an opening performance, I want to see their costumes this time." Xiao Yu answered casually without hesitation. Chen Wen's bento was real.

The first performance was the warm-up show by Baye. Chen Wen admired it very seriously and commented on the ancient style dance clothes he copied this time from time to time. However, except for Xiao Yu's cold and cold ummy, he did not receive any unnecessary response.

"Their dance clothes this time are indeed lacking in highlights. But it is really difficult to have highlights every time they perform." Chen Wen tried to find a topic.

Xiao Yu's eyes were on the program list, ignoring Baye's performance to the backstage.

"Since there is nothing to watch, let's go back?" Chen Wen suggested humbly.

"No hurry." Xiao Yu replied, his expression still being lukewarm.

Chen Wen looked at the name of the penultimate performer and took a breath.

Two and a half hours, this is the total time spent in the first twenty shows. Chen Wen watched Xiao Yu go from the initial indifference to extremely impatient.

As an ancient style enthusiast and a harsh Hanfu promoter, Xiao Yu has strict requirements on people's demeanor, dress and behavior. The popular elements of the modern stage, especially those in the hip-hop street style, are simply a visual storm for Xiao Yu.

But even so, he still sat firmly on his viewing table, without any intention of leaving.

Chen Wen gritted her teeth, suppressed her rushing efforts, and said generously: "The next game is Ye Zihan, I hope she can win."

"Yes." The same answer, but this time, Chen Wen noticed the muscles that suddenly relaxed on Xiao Yu's cheeks and the slightly raised corners of his mouth, as if the torture had finally passed, waiting for what he wanted most.

Chen Wen's teeth were about to be broken, so she stood up and went to a toilet, hid in the toilet compartment, turned on her phone, clicked on the Miaogu Chaoxingxing Live Page, and saw a barrage discussing Ye Zihan who was about to appear, and the most dazzling one was the Saint Fero halo on her head.

Chen Wen couldn't help but reply: If you can survive in San Ferro, you still need to take this way? Who knows if she entered San Ferro because of family relationships?

As someone who has known Ye Zihan for three years, she has the most say in this "rich second generation".

Sure enough, a stone caused a thousand waves, and the already questioning sounds were higher and higher, and Chen Wen was very satisfied with this.

She has watched Ye Zihan's live rehearsal. It's the level of garbage that is definitely a shady scene if she doesn't brush it off. She really doesn't mind Xiao Yu looking at her embarrassed look when she is despised.

After finishing the makeup, she walked out of the bathroom and felt refreshed, but when she walked into the audience again, she suddenly flew towards her alone.
Chapter completed!