Chapter 24

Subsequently, Ji Zeyu said in detail his requirements for clothing.

After that, the group leader showed surprised eyes and repeatedly refused: "no, how can it be in time? The stage effect of the kind of clothing you said is really first-class, but it's too troublesome to find a sponsor."

Just at this time, the group leader's telephone rang, and he connected in doubt.

A moment later.

"What, m.y. is going to sponsor us for free?" The group leader was shocked and said, "is it m.y, the luxury brand founded by Ji Mingyun, a fashion elder sister? Are you sure you heard me right?"

People only know that Ji Zeyu is backed by Xingyu company, but they don't know what relatives Ji Zeyu has, because Ji's family protects his privacy very well.

So, when we heard this news, we were all shocked - you know, it's a big brand in the fashion industry. All the clothes have to be reserved, and now they are sponsored for free? How could it be!

After the group leader hung up the phone, he looked at Ji Zeyu, with more careful speculation in his eyes. He seemed to guess something, but he was not sure.

"The dress is the original size, plus what I call the elements." Ji Zeyu looked at the group leader and said, "it's hard for you."

"No hard work, no hard work..." the group leader said, his attitude became more respectful. To cooperate with m.y. is the dream of many fashion designers!

After solving the clothing problem, Ji Zeyu borrowed a mobile phone to call her sister and said thank you to her.

Ji Mingyun had just finished the meeting, and he laughed with a pleasant voice: "silly Yubao, what's the thank you for. You're ready for the public performance. My second brother and I didn't get tickets, but your elder brother will come to see you. He's much stricter than me and my second brother. You have to perform well. "

Ji Zeyu after the call, can't help but hook up lips. He had never experienced this kind of experience in his last life. It was really cool to be covered by his family.

After solving the problem of clothing, Ji Zeyu went back to the practice room, pondered over the score for a while, and finally decided to change Xiao Huai's part of the lyrics to rap.

Obviously, this is a risky decision, because Xiao Huai may not be able to master rap very well. However, with his hoarse voice, it was really the best decision.

Ji Zeyu and his teammates said the decision, the team-mates collective silence for a minute, and then nodded in agreement.

After that, Ji Zeyu also talked about the change of clothes.

Compared with the previous change, teammates obviously prefer this one and are curious about it.

"Wow, do you really want to wear that?"

"That's exciting, isn't it?"

"I think the stage effect will be great. Is this a secret weapon?"

With Ji Zeyu's efforts, the atmosphere of the team, which was originally negative and desperate, has improved. Everyone has regained their confidence in the public performance and started the final training one after another.

Xiao Huai came back late at night.

Ji Zeyu stayed in the dance room for a long time and changed the lyrics to a big head. When Xiao Huai came back, Ji Zeyu just finished changing the lyrics. He handed them to him and said, "I'm going to change your part into rap. In a hoarse voice, it's less difficult to complete rap than singing. What do you think? "

Xiao Huai was stunned. He didn't expect that Ji Zeyu was still trying to save the stage so late. Suddenly, a warm current surged into his heart. He reached out and hugged him and said, "Captain, thank you..."

Later, Xiao Huai browsed the lyrics modified by Ji Zeyu, which not only conforms to the original meaning of the words, but also suits rap better.

Xiao Huai put away the lyrics, deep brown eyes seriously looking at Ji Zeyu, slowly said: "don't worry, Captain, I will seriously practice rap."

Since Ji Zeyu has paid so much for him, he must fulfill the expectation given by Ji Zeyu.

Ji Zeyu was relieved and showed a tired smile. He said to Xiao Huai, "take a rest in the evening and get up tomorrow morning to practice. You can do it."

Xiao Huai nodded hard, with a touch of self-confidence in his eyes, which was different from his usual.

The members of singing group B have a strong feeling in their hearts at the moment. Everyone is thinking about the design on the stage before going to bed. Xiao Huai recites the words late into the night and is familiar with the rhythm and drumming again and again.

However, the other players in the program group are not optimistic about them.

Originally Xiao Huai strength is not good, and because of illness to get hoarse, and sing as a group strength is strong, jizeyu what they win?

Eight hours before the opening of the public show.

Lu Nanyun and his teammates are in the dance room for the last line dance. During the break, he is still practicing.

Several teammates sat on the ground and talked about group B singing.

"Ah, what do you say about Ji Zeyu this time? I don't think he can be as lucky as last time. "

"What can Xiao Huai do if he is a laggard?"

"There should be no suspense about the singing competition in the evening..."

Lu Nanyun, who is practicing dancing, suddenly stops.

He turned around, cold eyes fell on those people, word by word said: "you have the chance to win?"

The dance group is so strong that no one dares to say these four words, and the team-mates shake their heads one after another.

"Then why do you still have time to gossip?" Lu Nan Yun's tone was so cold that he didn't have any emotion. "Get up and continue to practice."

People are frightened by Lu Nanyun's piercing cold at the bottom of their eyes. They quickly get up from the ground and dare not talk more about Ji Zeyu.

Just they all feel very puzzled in their hearts - Lu Nanyun was still fine a few minutes ago, why was he suddenly unhappy?

On the other side.

The door of group B's training room is closed. No one knows what kind of state they are now.

Some people think that they are trying to save, some people think that they have given up, and others are waiting for the public performance with the mentality of watching a good play.

Four hours later, the equipment was tested at the public performance site, and the players took buses to the stadium one after another.

On the buildings along the way, there are posters of "shining stars" everywhere, and the city is full of youthful atmosphere because of these posters.

Fans came to the scene early to wait, and YingYuan set up cards to be transported out of the venue in batches, which was more spectacular than the last time.

Jiang Li has become a well-known figure in Ji Zeyu's fan circle. She helps to work in the support association, and her busy figure can be seen everywhere. She didn't feel tired at all, and even a little excited. She was thinking about what kind of surprise Ji Zeyu would bring to the premiere.

At this time, a black luxury car slowly stopped at the side of the road, a tall and straight man from the car down. He was dressed in black casual clothes, handsome, unsmiling face, full of strangers do not close to the atmosphere.

Under the gaze of the surrounding eyes, the tall man walked to Ji Zeyu's aid booth with a cold face.

Jiang Li's eyes widened, and she felt that this scene seemed familiar.

But different from the two handsome beauties in the last public performance, this man is more powerful. Even if he is the president, Jiang Li will not have the slightest doubt.

Can such people pursue stars? And chasing Xiaoji?

The man stopped in front of the stall and looked at the aid carefully. His voice was low and sexy: "excuse me, how can I sell these?"

The people in the support club were stunned by his questions.

The man's eyes were suddenly attracted by a transparent fan, on which Ji Zeyu, with a cartoon version, was holding out his hand to pick up the volleyball in a panic with a black and gold hairband. He was obviously unable to catch it, and his expression was pathetic.

There was a slight laugh.

Jiang Li slowly widens her eyes. It takes her a long time to identify it, and finally confirms that it's a man's sneer, which is a bit like sarcasm, and a bit like... Doting?

Jiang Li suspected that she had heard wrong.

"How much is this fan?" The man asked politely, with a pleasant tone, and his cold features were much softer at the moment.

"Ah, no money, free exchange by ticket!" The girl beside Jiang Li said in a panic. Obviously, she is also the first time to meet such a handsome and temperament with fans.

"Can you change all these?" The man looked at the other supplies.

The support group nodded busily.

The man held out his hand, picked out several different styles of AIDS with his slender fingers, and held a lot of them in his arms. He hesitated for a moment, and finally took away one of the hoops.

Then, he said thanks to the support group and walked into the stadium with a calm face.

"Oh, my God, it's like the kind of boss who doesn't talk too much."

"He's so handsome, and he's a little like Xiao Yu..."

There was a lot of discussion. No one could think that this man was Ji Zeyu's brother.

In the dressing room backstage.

The singing group is in the same dressing room. The members of group A and group B sit in two rows with different expressions.

Feng Yan just sat next to Ji Zeyu. He drank water in the gap of his make-up. He turned to Ji Zeyu and asked anxiously, "is your group OK?"

Feng Yan was amazed by Ji Zeyu at his first public performance. He admired his strength in his heart, and asked this sentence out of concern for him. After all, he is a person who sympathizes with the strong and doesn't want Ji Zeyu to be seriously influenced by Xiao Huai.

"Very good." Ji Zeyu closed his eyes, feeling the makeup artist's brush on his face, "I think I can win."

Feng Yan was stunned. Ji Zeyu's tone is so understated that he can't tell if it's a joke.

Finally, Feng Yan smiles and says to Ji Zeyu, "I look forward to your performance." But obviously, he doesn't think that Ji Zeyu's group's performance can be wonderful.

The rest of the group a thought the same. They were all in the winning position, with confident smiles on their faces.

Half an hour later, the public performance officially opened.

As the first group of players on stage, Feng Yan and others must go to the waiting area soon after the opening.

Before leaving the dressing room, Ji Zeyu suddenly stops Feng Yan quietly.

Feng Yan is slightly a Zheng, see to shout the youth of his name.

Ji Zeyu has finished his make-up. Today, he is wearing a simple white shirt and black shorts. The button is buttoned up to the top, covering most of his neck. His face looks more and more white, his eyes are pure and clean, and he doesn't seem to be aggressive.

Today is... Pure route? It's a little too simple to wear.

The next second, Ji Zeyu stood up, hook up the corner of the lip, Chong Fengyan smile: "look forward to your performance." He returned Feng Yan's words to him intact.

"Thank you." Feng Yan stopped and followed his teammates to the stage. At this moment, he suddenly felt that Ji Zeyu's clear appearance hid some other things, but he didn't have time to think about it.

Ten minutes later, the show begins.

As an opening performance, singing group A is really brilliant. The theme of their group's creation is "burning dream", the lyrics are full of youthful blood atmosphere, and the song is also a style with a strong sense of rhythm, which makes the audience feel high all of a sudden.

The contestants who watched the competition in the backstage viewing hall were also amazed by the singing of group A. Under the leadership of Feng Yan, all members of this group performed excellently, even exceeding everyone's expectations.

After the performance of group A, the whole audience cheered for it. Ji Zefeng sat in the audience and resisted the impulse to cover his ears.

Almost all the audience think that this group's performance is perfect, and group B can't surpass it no matter how wonderful it is, not to mention Xiao Huai, who is a tug of oil.

Group a went to the viewing hall after the performance, and other contestants gave warm applause and cheers, praising them for a good start for the second round of public performance.

Then the atmosphere eased down, and everyone sat back in their seats, staring closely at the screen.

Singing group B, led by Ji Zeyu, slowly stepped onto the stage.

Different from what everyone expected, everyone in group B had a confident smile on his face, and his pure white shirt looked clean and sunny.

The light hit five teenagers.

Feng Yan looked at the middle of the tall boy, suddenly realized what, suddenly stare big eyes.

At this moment, his original impregnable self-confidence was easily disintegrated.

He suddenly understood that Ji Zeyu said "I think I can win" is not a joke.

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The day after tomorrow (Friday)

Thank you for casting the overlord ticket or irrigating nutrient solution for me from 01:05:06, July 21, 2020 to 02:16:37, July 22, 2020~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 14 in shallow summer; 1 for suci wine;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigating nutrient solution: Su CI wine, 5 bottles of Xin; Daoyou, please stay for one bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!