Chapter 8: Elimination Begins
When stepping down from the stage, Fang Langxing caught a glimpse of Gu Yu standing in an inconspicuous corner of the crowd. His face was hidden in the shadows, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking.
Fang Langxing stopped Zuo Chi from picking up the water he had drunk before, and handed him a brand new bottle. Looking at the other person's puzzled expression, he did not explain, but just smiled slightly.
Seeing his actions, Lin Jingmo and Hua Xinyi also grabbed Yun Zhao's hands. Yun Zhao looked at the expressions of his brothers, sensitively noticed something, and his expression did not look good.
Over there, Gu Yu was called away by the staff. Fang Langxing saw a piece of ink-colored clothes flash past in the direction of the backstage. It seemed that "Project Star" acted very quickly. Gu Yu's career was over and he would probably have to stay in jail for a few more days.
Fang Langxing saw Xiao Nan standing not far away, looking at him with a complicated look. It seemed that he was the one who handed the things given by Gu Yu to the program crew. However, Fang Langxing had no intention of making close friends with the other party, so he just glanced at him lightly and looked away.
In the end, the C position was taken by Ruan Tianxi as expected. Fang Langxing smiled and applauded the other party, allowing the young man to rush over excitedly. However, he overestimated his strength and was rushed back a few steps, and was supported by Mu Tianya and Mu Liunian.
At this moment, a scene flashed through Fang Langxing's mind at a very fast speed. He saw Ruan Tianxi standing in front of him, who was a little nervous, and he took the initiative to hug him. Ruan Tianxi lay on his shoulder and cried, and he could clearly feel the wetness coming from his shoulder.
"Huh?" Fang Langxing uttered a confused sound, his eyes a little blank. He came back to his senses when Hua Xinyi, who was beside him, patted him on the shoulder.
Feeling the concerned gazes of the people around him, Fang Langxing shook his head to indicate that he was fine.
"Next, announce the content of the next challenge." An Lingyun restrained his smile and looked like a great senior.
The picture on the big screen kept flashing, and finally stopped at the names of ten songs.
The genres of these ten songs vary greatly, including niche lyrical music, explosive dance music, and even the BGM that became popular on the short video platform some time ago, and even a title song released by An Lingyun and his group in the early days. It can be said that a hundred flowers bloom.
"You will randomly pick a song from these ten songs, and in the next ten days, you will have to complete the performance of this song on your own." An Lingyun heard the trainees wailing and smiled again: "But don't worry, the mentors will help you, but you have to remember that the mentors can only play a supporting role. Don't put all your hopes on the mentors."
After An Lingyun finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something: "Also, this challenge is free team formation, so hurry up and find your favorite teammates!"
Before he finished speaking, Fang Langxing and other members of Class A were surrounded by other trainees. They all knew that it would be a great help to them if they could get any member of Class A to join their group.
There was a lot of noise all around, making Fang Langxing feel dizzy. At this moment, two hands grabbed his arms and he was dragged out of the crowd while feeling dizzy.
Fang Langxing exhaled a breath of foul air, then he saw that it was Mu Tianya and Mu Liunian beside him, and took the initiative to say: "Are we in the same team?"
Seeing the two of them nodding, Fang Langxing seemed to see some animal ears on their heads and a big tail wagging behind them.
"Well, everyone else, do you have any ideas?" A team needs nine members, but they only have three, so they need to find six more.
"They are coming." Mu Liunian smiled and looked behind Fang Langxing. Mu Tianya pouted and muttered something behind him. Fang Langxing didn't hear clearly and was about to ask more when he heard a call from behind.
"Brother, there's me too."
"And me, me!"
"Lang'er, why didn't you wait for me?"
Fang Langxing turned around in surprise, and Lin Jingmo and others were standing behind him with smiles on their faces.
Behind them, other trainees were still busily forming teams. Time seemed to have stopped for a moment. Fang Langxing saw the magnificent and complicated venue behind them. What was that?
"Let's go draw lots?" Lin Jingmo stepped forward, put his arm around Fang Langxing's shoulders, and interrupted Fang Langxing's train of thought.
Fang Langxing nodded randomly, almost forgetting what had just happened.
Nine people stood in front of the small lottery bucket. An Lingyun shook the lottery bucket in his hand with a wicked smile: "Come on, come on, success or failure depends on this one move."
"Who's lucky?" Fang Langxing looked at everyone in confusion. His luck couldn't be said to be good, it could only be considered at the level of an ordinary person. He almost never got into situations where luck was the only factor.
"Come on, it doesn't matter which song you draw." Mu Tianya said nonchalantly. He really thought it was all right. The songs were all nice and he had no objection to whichever song he drew.
Seeing everyone around him nodding, Fang Langxing suddenly felt a lot of pressure, but he didn't refuse. He rubbed his hands and walked forward. He fumbled around in the lottery bucket for a long time and took out a ball.
Fang Langxing stuffed the ball directly into Lin Jingmo's hands: "Come here, look, I dare not look."
Lin Jingmo looked at Fang Langxing with amusement, took it readily and opened it.
Fang Langxing, who secretly glanced at Lin Jingmo, breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest. Fortunately, it was not the lyrical song by the niche female singer that he was worried about, nor was it the BGM of the short video platform that was popular before. It was a song with some dark fairy tale style. If the performance was good, the stage effect should be very good.
"Isn't this good luck?" Hua Xinyi smiled and touched Fang Langxing's head.
"You don't understand. This is the self-awareness of a non-African." Fang Langxing's face was bitter.
"Okay, go and get ready. Don't forget that you only have ten days, and you have to match your makeup and hair yourself." An Lingyun was amused by them and patted the shoulder of Yun Zhao who was standing next to him.
"We have to do our own makeup and hair too?!" Fang Langxing said in surprise. Didn't you tell me that before?
"Yeah, didn't I say that before?"
"No, I haven't heard about this at all?!"
[Hahaha, look at Lang'er's devastated face.]
[The consciousness of a non-African has been touched. 】
[Hahahaha, don't worry, I just let you design it yourself, you don't have to draw it yourself. ]
[To be honest, I want to see them draw by themselves.]
[kkkk The sister in front is really bad, but I like it. 】