The Vicious Supporting Role Only Wants to Debut as Center

At this moment, the people sitting on the three chairs are Lu Nanyun, Wei Yichen, and Feng Yan, all of whom are outstanding in Class A.

The audience remained silent for nearly six seconds, and then there was deafening applause.

The expressions of the three of them were different. Feng Yan was shocked and his pupils quaked, and his hands hurt by applauding; Wei Yichen was calm, but his eyes remained on Ji Zeyu; and Lu Nanyun was shocked and confused, and he seemed to be unable to believe it on stage. The dazzling boy is Ji Zeyu.

The players in the backstage have already fried the pot.

"I'm going... Am I dreaming?!"

"Ji Zeyu has improved too much."

"Wow, this group is too strong."

Chen He was stunned for a long time. After the director team reminded him, he walked to Ji Zeyu and the others like a dream, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Your performance is so wonderful, especially Ji Zeyu. I didn't expect you to have such a big show. potential!"

Ji Zeyu's chest was up and down silently, and his breath was still steady: "Thank you Chen PD for the compliment."

The instructors of the judges are very clear about the strength of each player, except for Nan Lin, everyone else's evaluation is "Ji Zeyu's progress is amazing", and they also praised the cohesion of this group.

The audience in the audience was also talking about it.

"Damn, I used to scold Ji Zeyu because he was in Class B, and now I think he can enter Class A."

"This group is too strong, especially Ji Zeyu."

"It's silly to show me..."

Tang Zhen's group stepped onto the stage, two groups of contestants stood on both sides of the stage, and the audience started voting. Although Tang Zhen kept smiling, his smile was obviously weakened.

The players in Group A collectively thought in their hearts: Is it reasonable for the aircraft carrier to fly the entire field? !

However, there was still a smile of approval on his face.

The audience picked up the voting machine and gave their choice.

Ji Zeyu became nervous inexplicably.

Bo Shengjie was young and sweating on his forehead. He stood beside Ji Zeyu, grabbed his wrist involuntarily, and whispered: "Captain, I'm so nervous..."

Ji Zeyu patted Bai Shengjie on the shoulder and was about to comfort him. Qi Aodong's voice came from beside him: "Captain, I am also nervous." There was a little tremor in his voice.

Ji Zeyu hurriedly turned his head to comfort him: "Don't be nervous, we have done our best..."

Qi Aodong approached Ji Zeyu without a trace, and gave a soft "um".

After a while, Chen He began to announce the results: "The counting of the votes of the two groups of "LookAtMeNow" is over. The winning group is—"

The audience held their breath, Ji Zeyu clenched his fingers unconsciously.

"Congratulations to Group B!"

As Chen He's voice fell, the screen behind Ji Zeyu and the others lit up, and six posters appeared on the screen, and the boy in the middle looked handsome and dazzling.

Ji Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief and finally smiled. The teammates screamed out of joy. Wan Taki directly hugged Ji Zeyu and shouted: "Damn, we really won!"

Three days ago, they thought that there was no hope for this performance, and the joy at this moment became more intense and precious.

Every team member in Group B understood that this was Ji Zeyu’s contribution, and they gave him a high-five to congratulate him, and Ji Zeyu’s hands hurt.

The members of Group A smiled and applauded for them.

Chen He took the hand card and continued, "Next, I will announce the students who have liked the most in this round..."

Almost all the audience held their breath in their hearts. Ji Zeyu's performance was not lost to anyone on the throne, and his votes determined who the king would like to be praised tonight.

"He is from Group B..." Chen He curled his lips, and slowly said the answer, "Ji, Ze, Yu! And his votes are—"

Ji Zeyu's fans felt that they were too nervous to breathe.

The three on the throne looked at Ji Zeyu at the same time.

The players in the background stared at the screen with wide eyes.

"One thousand and four hundred..." Chen He said the number one by one, "Sixty-seven votes! Congratulations to Ji Zeyu for winning the highest praise king tonight!"

The audience burst into applause and cheers.

The players in the background also began to applaud collectively.

"It's too strong, it's really a fight from the gods!"

"It's so enjoyable to watch tonight!"

"Ji Zeyu is a good cow..."

Ji Zicheng in the audience listened to the cheers of the audience, and there was also a dreamlike trance-when his younger brother became the king of the stage and gained so many people's love, it was incredible.

Ji Mingyun screamed along with the fans: "Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, always number one!" Crazy than female fans.

Jiang Li secretly wiped the corners of her eyes while pressing the shutter.

In this world, there is nothing more moving star-chasers than seeing your idols shine with your own eyes.

The camera followed Ji Zeyu all the way to the throne. The three of them took the initiative to stand up, Feng Yan stepped forward and gave Ji Zeyu a hug, and sincerely admired in his ear: "You are so handsome in dancing."

Ji Zeyu was stunned.

He originally wanted to sit on the throne obediently. Feng Yan's move meant that he had to interact with the remaining two people, otherwise he would be used by black fans after the broadcast.

The other two obviously thought the same.

Wei Yichen curled his lips, stepped forward and hugged Ji Zeyu gently, and said softly, "Congratulations." The tone was sincere.

Lu Nanyun stepped forward after hesitating for a moment. He just wanted to stretch out his hand, but Ji Zeyu took the initiative to hug him. The movements were very light and fast, and there was hardly any substantial contact.

Afterwards, Ji Zeyu stepped back without a trace, with the corners of his lips raised slightly, and sat happily on the gold-rimmed red velvet chair.

Lu Nanyun's eyes dimmed slightly, and he could clearly perceive the opponent's dodge against him.

According to Lu Nanyun's understanding of Ji Zeyu, isn't this kind of physical contact what he has always dreamed of? Now he doesn't cherish this opportunity?

Is he still trying to get rid of it?

Watching the interaction between the two of them, Wei Yichen's eyes flashed with unknown emotions.

The program group took a group photo of the three of them. Ji Zeyu sat on the highest seat in the middle, with a nice sitting posture.

The physique of the two people next to him is stronger than that of Ji Zeyu. He sat obediently on a red velvet chair, looking like a little prince protected by two knights, noble, handsome and elegant.

Of course, Ji Zeyu didn't want to be a prince, nor did he want to have any contact with these two people. After the photo was taken, he immediately jumped out of his chair and returned to his teammate.

"Why don't you sit for a while?" Qi Aodong asked him with a smile.

"A bit hard." Ji Zeyu lied casually, "butt hurts."

Seeing that the first place is gone, the remaining two also got up from their chairs.

Wei Yichen glanced at Lu Nanyun with a deep gaze, and suddenly said, "He seems to be avoiding you."

Lu Nanyun's back stiffened.

"Why, he is not interested in you anymore?" Wei Yichen said with a smile.

After Lu Nanyun was silent for a moment, he asked, "When did you start to care about these things?"

"If Ji Zeyu doesn't like you, of course I will feel very happy." Wei Yichen said slowly.

Lu Nanyun was stunned, unable to understand the meaning of Wei Yichen's words.

Wei Yichen continued: "After all, that guy always troubles me because of you, doesn't he?" The tone was a little subtle.

After speaking, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he left calmly.

Lu Nanyun stared at him from behind for a long time, and then followed him blankly.

After the performance, Ji Zeyu met the excited sister Yun in the background.

Sister Yun rushed up to hug him and shouted joyfully: "Oh my God, I can't believe it now, you actually did both Lu Nanyun and Wei Yichen."

"...You speak carefully." Ji Zeyu always thinks her words are weird.

Qi Aodong said obediently on the side: "Sister Yun, am I not good?"

Sister Yun was stunned, hurriedly let go of Ji Zeyu, and gave Qi Aodong a hug, "They are all great, Aodong is very eye-catching today."

The other three C trainees of Star Entertainment also came to congratulate Ji Zeyu. They were originally dissatisfied with Ji Zeyu, but tonight they were convinced of Ji Zeyu's "Like King".

On the way back, Sister Yun told Ji Zeyu that his second brother and sister had bought him a red velvet chair set with diamonds, saying that they bought him to commemorate the king of praise.

Ji Zeyu didn't know the truth, and was moved by this affection.

The first performance came to an end. Fans who left the stadium repo on various online platforms. Almost everyone mentioned Ji Zeyu's unexpected performance, which dampened the appetite of netizens for a while.

"It's a lie, can Ji Zeyu praise the king?"

"How much progress is, I actually started to look forward to it."

Although Ji Zeyu could not see the comments on the Internet, he also clearly felt that the eyes of people around him had changed.

In the early morning, Ji Zeyu was lying on the bed, feeling that his identity as a cannon fodder had changed.

He no longer has to worry about being splashed with sulfuric acid.

With this joy, Ji Zeyu fell asleep.

However, this joy has not been maintained for one day. In the evening of the next day, a thunderbolt from the blue sky hit Ji Zeyu's head directly—

The second episode of "Star Way Shines" was broadcast, which is the second half of the preliminary rating, and the content of the theme song assessment.

The theme song assessment... was done by Ji Zeyu in the original book.

Everyone heard that Ji Zeyu had praised the king last night, thinking that he was a dark horse of the counterattack, and rushed to watch the second issue happily, and then collectively became angry.

"Fuck, I don't know if I thought Ji Zeyu was dancing."

"Who said he made a lot of progress last night, that's all?"

"Like the king?! He can only get it by casting a new tire!"

Just half an hour after the video was online, Ji Zeyu’s name rushed to the hot search, and by the way brought Xiao Huai from Class F.

Xiao Huai is a trainee of Xunhua Entertainment. He is a mixed-race. He looks quite advanced and works very hard at ordinary times, but he has a very poor foundation. He was assigned to Class D in the initial rating.

When the theme song was assessed, Xiao Huai was standing next to Ji Zeyu. After seeing Ji Zeyu confidently jumping around, he was unskilled, and he was directly driven off the track. After the theme song was assessed, he was dropped to Class F.

As a result, the anger of netizens rose to the next level.

"I'm really speechless, Xiao Huai has worked hard anyway, I have no problem going to Class F, but why should Ji Zeyu stay in Class B?!"

"Prince Xingyu is really amazing, how much money did you bring into the group?"

"Xiao Huai is too miserable, the little half-blood prince was dragged down by waste."

Public opinion continued to ferment, more violent than when the first episode was broadcast, and Xingyu Entertainment had to start public relations for Ji Zeyu.

Ji Zeyu learned about this from the staff, and then saw Sister Yun in the evening.

Unlike Ji Zeyu's imagination, Sister Yun was very calm, even with a smile on her face. She took Ji Zeyu to the corner.

Ji Zeyu whispered: "Sister Yun, I'm fine..."

"I'm not here to comfort you." Sister Yun curled up the corners of her flaming red lips in a cheerful tone, "I have never considered you a real artist before—forgive me for saying that, but now, I have to say that you are a future. Infinite entertainers."

Ji Zeyu was stunned.

"You should know about the Internet," Sister Yun continued, "but you don't need to look back, you still have a lot to do now." The tone was confident.

She is the top agent of Xingyu Entertainment and even the entire entertainment industry.

But Ji Zeyu realized this fact now.

"No matter how badly you are being hacked right now, as long as you do what I said..." Sister Yun smiled and continued in Ji Zeyu's surprised eyes: "I promise you will be red, the top-level red."

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2020-07-0502:30:27~2020-07-0602:20:18~

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