Eighteen people were divided into six groups. The order of performing on stage was not determined, but by drawing lots.

They were called up early in the morning by the deputy editor and director. Then they drew a lot first, and then went to the stage of the studio one by one for rehearsal according to the order of the lot.

The three of them in South Vietnam came in fifth. They were relatively backward, both good and bad.

However, it still depends on the promotion and elimination rules at that time.

Before leaving for the rehearsal, the three rehearsed again in the practice room. After singing and dancing were in place, they cleaned up and went out.

There are two other groups with them. The girls are both excited and nervous. They all rely on chattering to relieve their mood.

Yuan Xiaofu didn't sleep well last night. It would be hearty to catch up in the last row.

Nanyue and Wu Meini sat in the penultimate row, so they could almost hear Wu Meini's uneasy heartbeat, and the whole person was restless.

These days, Yuan Xiaofu has made further progress in singing, and her range has widened. They all start to dare to try the songs they didn't dare to sing before.

But Wu Meini felt that she was still like that. There was no good change, but it wouldn't get worse, that's all.

South Vietnam lives with her and it's easy to find out what she thinks.

However, in terms of strengthening feelings, South Vietnam can't help.

In her first life, she was an orphan and made several friends. Her feelings were very weak. She died in a fire before she could fall in love.

After wearing it to the cultivation world, you can learn anything at will, except to break love and hate and be cold.

As for now, it is entirely due to this body.

The original body has been short of love since childhood, but it has always been eager, whether it is family, friendship or love.

In contrast, Wu Meini lacks nothing, and there is less desire in her bones.

Fortunately, the rehearsal time was long enough for an hour and a half.

After fully engaged, Wu Meini had no time to think more.

Just unconsciously drink too much water and always run to the bathroom.

The last time, when she put on her costume for rehearsal, she went to the bathroom again.

She went for a long time this time. When the editor and director urged them to hurry up, she calmed down and hurried back to the stage.

South Vietnam didn't want her to be affected by emotion, so she asked, "what's the matter?"

Yuan Xiaofu was also worried: "isn't it uncomfortable?"

"No," Wu Meini shook her head, "just met Ye Huan in the bathroom and said a few words. It was a little unhappy."

"Oh, they mocked US again? Never mind them. We just need to know that we have done our best. "

After Yuan Xiaofu patted Wu Meini on the shoulder to comfort her, she went to stand first and was ready to appear.

The three don't sing the same song. Except for the last half minute on the stage, they play their own at other times.

Yuan Xiaofu came first, South Vietnam came second, and Wu Meini came last.

"Are you so angry because you really want to win, or... Hold a grudge for me?" South Vietnam held his arms and waited in the dark.

Wu Meini was poked into the center and couldn't help coughing: "it's all there."

Nanyue chuckled, "thank you."

"..." Wu Meini would never say. Because of this smile, she felt a little palpitating.

When Wu Meini thought of all kinds of boys and male stars in her mind and felt that she still liked men, it was South Vietnam's turn to play.

During the rehearsal, there were only lights on the stage, the audience was dark, and it was not clear whether anyone was there.

Following the rhythm of music, South Vietnam gave singing and dancing to the instinct of the body. His thoughts slowly spread out and examined his performance.

Suddenly, a line of sight that can't be ignored burst in, slow and full of deep meaning.