"What kind of people play such bad music... It's tasteless."

Pet ye said muttering as he walked.

Although there is no live broadcast in the dormitory, the live broadcast in the training room lasts 24 hours, so the audience in the live broadcast room can also hear the encounter between pet ye and the students and the music of the underworld.

[I'm so happy. The music is excellent!]

[what the hell, can't someone be dancing? The music you choose is so special!]

It seems that no one is training now. Everyone has run away

[I looked at the other live rooms, but I didn't see anyone dancing. It didn't seem to be the voice from the live room. What the hell is it

[we can only follow the live broadcast of pet. We should be able to see it with pet. I hope pet will come and watch it!]

There is a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, and Mo Nan Chong has already gone ahead.

The sound of music is getting closer and closer. Pet has begun to plug his ears with his hands.

Her face was full of disgust.

Who is playing this ugly music.

She walked along the music, looking left and right, trying to determine where the music came from.

The audience in the studio were very happy to see the reaction of pet. They thought pet was very cute.

I just don't know where the music comes from.

Everyone is very curious.

Because it's late at night, the whole world is very quiet, and there is no voice. After those students left, there is no one here.

The more mo Nan Chong goes inside, the more curious the people in the studio are.

I don't know what or who will be ahead.

A few minutes later, Mo Nan Chong finally stood at the door of a room. She knew that the music came from this room.

It's also a training room, but it's much smaller than other training rooms, and no trainees will train here, so it's strange to hear this kind of strange music.

It's coming, it's coming, it's coming

[decryption time!]

Pet, push the door to get in

[crouching trough, I'm a little nervous because of Mao. It's as if I can see a ghost when I open the door!]

No, don't say such scary words, although this scene is inexplicably frightening

Mo Nan Chong opened the door, and then she looked into the room.

A burly figure, with long hair, twisted posture, wearing a red skirt, looks very strange.

When my favorite camera buddies saw this scene, they were scared and looked inside in horror.

"Ghosts

There was a big camera brother who almost fell down.

Let alone these cameramen, even the director group was scared to see the pictures in the monitor.

"What is it?"

"Shit, I'll wake up. We're not the men's draft. What's this?"

"How could there be a woman!"

"Shit, it's scary!"

Mo Nan Chong was also frightened. She was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to something. She went forward suspiciously.

Of course, the one inside didn't notice that someone was approaching. The one he jumped was called concentration.

Left and right with a strange posture twisting the body, as if intoxicated in them.

But he really scared everyone, especially the soundtrack, which was really hell.

Mo Nan Chong turned off the music.

When the music suddenly stopped, the ghost in red with long hair finally realized something. He cried reluctantly: "who turned off my music, didn't you see that I danced well?"

"Good?"

Mo Nan Chong's voice has been raised a bit.

Li Ruhua turns around fiercely and shows his handsome face. His dress is not flattering. His red lace skirt and a wig grow to his waist.

Fortunately, he didn't make up. If he had a big pot of blood, it would really frighten people to death.

"Shit, why are you here? What are you shooting? Don't shoot!"

Hua Hua covers her face.

It's killing.

He specially went to this place without a camera to practice dancing, OK? He just didn't let others see it. As a result, he seemed to see it all.

"Still live?" Hua Hua despairingly shows her two eyes and looks at Mo Nan Chong.

Mo Nan Chong nodded.

The camera brothers also nodded.

When the camera elder brother saw Li Ruhua, he changed from panic to funny, and the whole person was shaking.

"Ah, I have no face to see people!" Li Ruhua covered his face.

"It's like you always have the face to see people. Huahua, I won't say anything else, but the music you just played, are you going to scare everyone to death? "

Mo Nan Chong seriously looks at Li Ruhua in front of her. She doesn't know him very well.

"Isn't this music good?" Li Ruhua looked at several cameramen and said, "don't you think it sounds good?"

The cameramen are already twitching.

The cameras are rocking.

It's not only bad, it's music that can send people away.

"..." Li Ruhua murmured, "I think it's quite pleasant!"

"... your taste is unique." Mo Nan said after a long time.

"Not bad, my taste has always been very special." Li Ruhua thought about it and then asked, "by the way, how was my dance just now, isn't it good? I suddenly feel that I have a lot of talent in this field, and I can also be a performer. I'm sure many people like it! "

Mo Nan Chong: "were you really dancing just now?"

"What else?" Li Ruhua rolled his eyes.

"I thought you had a stroke and convulsions..."

“……”

It was a bit awkward at one point.

Huahua: "you didn't see clearly just now. I'll dance another one for you. I've got the knack. I know how to dance better!"

After that, Li Ruhua plans to show one to Mo Nan on the spot.

Mo Nan Chong looks at him very complicated.

She didn't really want to see it, but Hua Hua said so. No matter how hot her eyes were, she had to see it.

So she watched Li Ruhua dance like this.

The camera brothers are also watching.

We have subconsciously accepted that Li Ruhua wears a skirt and wig, but when we see this dancing, we still can't accept it.

Although Huahua jumps very seriously, her body is very stiff.

His every gesture was like a twitch.

The people around me were stunned.

This is the worst dancer I've ever met

[laughs to death, zombies can jump better than this!]

[Huahua is so funny. He didn't want to dance because someone praised him before, so he thought he was very good at dancing, right

Ha ha, I can't imagine what would happen if there was a flower in the men's team

Maybe there will be different sparks