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All the contestants' tracks had been sent to the sound master for preparation. Hu Wei was no exception.

He majored in folk dance in the music department, so he specially chose "Hongyan" this famous folk music as the accompaniment, the song is rich and distant, with deep Mongolian musical characteristics.

To match the song, she had changed into traditional Mongolian dress, a white silk gown, a blue collarless waistcoat, and a red conical hat.

This outfit was matched with the dance she had already planned, and she was striving to achieve the best visual effects.

The acoustics master made an "OK" gesture at her, and Hu WeiNing opened her hands and turned around, making a dance gesture.

The next moment, the music started, "You're my little apple, no matter how much I love you I don't think I love you too much. A red little face warmed my heart, lighting up the fire in my heart …"

Hu Wei almost vomited a mouthful of blood. Wasn't it supposed to be 'Hongyan'? What the hell is a little apple?

She was shocked. Then, Director Han suddenly said, "Student, what are you doing? Didn't you hear the music already? "

"No …" No, I'm going to dance "Hong Yan", that... "Wrong." Hu Wei stuttered as she explained.

However, Director Han did not even give her a chance to explain, "Don't randomly find excuses. Every contestant only has one chance, but if you don't jump, then it'll be up to you to forfeit."

Hearing this, Hu Wei could only grit her teeth and put on Mongolian clothes to pick up Little Apple. In order to leave a better impression on the judges, she even started singing.

"I will plant a seed

The fruit finally grew

Today is a great day

Take the stars and give them to you

Take the moon down and give it to you

Let the sun rise for you every day... "

He didn't know if it was a mistake or a coincidence, but a spotlight in the corner suddenly trembled. The dazzling light shone on Hu Wei's face, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes.

At almost the same time, the two staff members standing to the left and right of the stage straightened the microphone on the floor. Hu Wei accidentally fell on top of it and instantly fell flat on her back.

A round of snickering broke out in the surroundings, accompanied by some unpleasant discussions. Everyone's gazes were filled with mockery as they focused on Hu Wei.

"Director Han, I was just careless. Please give me another chance." Hu Wei got up from the ground with her face covered in dirt and quickly said.

"I don't think so." Han Yiming said indifferently: "Student, I have already seen your dance just now. I don't dare to praise your standard, I think everyone should have the same opinion, right?"

His words were directed towards the other judges. These people had all been greeted by him beforehand, so they all agreed.

"He can even fall while jumping from a small apple, is it because his cerebellum hasn't fully developed yet?"

"What a mess. You want to pass the audition with just this kind of quality?" This is simply a joke. "

"In the square in front of our house, there is a group of old grannies who dance in the square every night. Little Apple is their song, how about I introduce you to learn it?"

"Let's not talk about how he dances for now. This student's figure is way too weak, even his belly is protruding. Does he feel like he can jump out like a goose?" I think it's more appropriate to jump on a fat goose. "

"This is too scary. When she fell down just now, I actually felt a strong vibration and thought that there was an earthquake."

The judge must have the spirit of entertainment, so the few people present had a "venomous tongue". Now that he was making fun of Hu Wei, the audience burst into laughter.

"I... I actually... "I want to …" Hu Wei's face turned red and she mumbled for a long time, not finishing a single sentence.

Director Han spoke up once again, "Forget it. Seeing that you seem quite sincere, I'll give you another chance. Dancing requires one to be strict in training one's body's flexibility. Just break it open and let me see."

"Alright." Hearing Director Han's words, Hu Wei seemed to have grabbed onto the last straw of hope and hacked down without thinking.

She forgot, however, that she was wearing the traditional dress of the Mongol race, and that the hem of the Mongol robes was not open.

With a 'crackle', she sat on the ground with her legs apart. Her robe had a large tear in it, revealing her red floral underpants. The camera at the side of the stage flashed, recording this scene.

The image was transmitted through the internet. Hu Wei's ugly appearance instantly appeared in front of all the netizens, causing them to burst out in laughter and praise. Her fame had even overshadowed those who had advanced to the next level.

A few hours later, Hu Wei, who had lost all her face, kicked over the trash can in the hallway. Luo Zhiliang angrily wanted to find out more about Li Huan, but he found out that Li Huan had already turned off her phone and was nowhere to be seen.

At this time, Duan Lingfei had long been accompanying Lin Xiyue, drinking tea and chatting in Lu Min's office.

They had just signed a contract with the program team of "Who is the Musician". All the terms were seen by Lu Min. Not only was she flawless, but she was also very generous.

Moreover, after signing the contract, a bunch of reporters came rushing over to interview them. There were even fans offering flowers and publishing house's contract. Such a huge lineup was unimaginable for any audition venue.

After Lin Xiyue dealt with it briefly, he was overwhelmed by the passionate reporters. He had no choice but to find an excuse to hide in Lu Min's office to enjoy a bit of peace and quiet.

"Teacher, do you know what happened just now? Why did their attitudes change so quickly? " Lin Xiyue asked Lu Min.

"I don't know. I don't understand this either."

"Duan Lingfei, do you know?" Lin Xiyue turned his head and asked.

"Perhaps they were moved by your sincerity and talent." Duan Lingfei laughed as if nothing had happened.

"Nope." Lin Xiyue also laughed. She didn't know why, but she had a feeling that everything that had just happened was related to Duan Lingfei.

"Do you know that Director Han?"

"How is this possible?" Duan Lingfei flatly denied his claim: "I'm an internationally renowned great director, how could I possibly know you?"

"Fine." Lin Xiyue thought about it himself and seemed to think that the possibility was not high. "No matter what, thank you for writing this song for me, and also thank you for encouraging me to write it earlier."

With that, she smiled sweetly. "It seems that after knowing you, my luck has started to improve."

"Is that so? "Then we can have more contact normally."