Chapter 1120: Do you have to be so sensational?



"And I just want to know, was this discussed by the production team and the X-Men, or was it something the production team came up with on the spur of the moment? I fucking love this segment!"

"One person wrote a letter in blood begging the production team to arrange another one. I don't have much expectation for the show, I just want to know how the X-Men will use the costume if there is another dance!"

"You don't understand this, right? If you take off the coat, you can also take off the T-shirt. Who told you that she was only wearing a T-shirt? Maybe once the white T-shirt is taken off, there are seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple T-shirts hidden underneath. In short, there is nothing my sister can't do, as long as you can't think of it!"

The live broadcast room was filled with barrages of comments.

As the stage darkened, the music was the first to catch the eye.

“…

Run, proud young man, with firm belief in your young heart.

Burn, proud blood,

I want to sing the song of struggle again.

..."

It was no longer a rhythm that set the whole place on fire. Instead, to the soothing music, each of the 20 young men was dancing with a focused look on their faces.

It's as if they are not dancing, but chasing their dreams.

“…

The world is so big, I always want to fly, even if I am covered with scars, I will never regret it.

No one cheers, but still looking forward to it.

The rainbow after the rain is so wonderful.

Success and failure are not measured by results. Setbacks and hardships will only make me stronger.

..."

"Director, the ratings have exceeded 4!"

"Director, the number of people online in the live broadcast room has exceeded 500 million."

Shangguan Yan could hear the director and editor's exclamations, but he seemed not to hear them. All he could see were the 20 teenagers dancing to the music on the field.

And the live audience under the stage.

Judging from Shangguan Yan’s professionalism, this dance is very good both in terms of choreography and performance.

Shangguan Yan couldn't help but look towards Ye Wan who was sitting in the tutor's seat.

Can that girl guess what people are thinking?

If he hadn't planned and directed this show, he would have suspected that there was a script just based on this dance.

In fact, a few minutes ago, he had never thought of arranging any benefits after the show.

How did Ye Wan foresee this and have the X-men rehearse such a dance? Not to mention the stage effects, just this passionate and lyrical music can make many people cry, right?

Not to mention, this dance was performed by 20 members of the team that netizens called the eliminated team and the death team after their counterattack.

The killing power that directly hits people's hearts is simply doubled!

Sure enough, some girls in the audience had already started wiping their tears.

“Lens, lens…”

As Shangguan Yan grabbed the microphone, the extremely sensitive cameraman had already pointed the camera at the audience.

On the TV screen, the girls with tears in their eyes, the boys with determined eyes, and the teenagers still dancing on the stage, presented a picture with strong visual conflict.

"Wow, wow, wow...I'm almost crying!"

"Isn't this a script? No way? If this is a tear gas bomb arranged by the production team, I'm really going to curse!"

"If anyone tells me again that they are the eliminated team or the death team, don't blame me for getting angry with him! Damn, this is so tearful! No, I'm not crying, I just have sand in my eyes!"

"Wow... I cried so loudly. What are you doing, production team? This is a variety show, not a family search program. Do you have to be so sentimental? Wuuwuwu..."

"I see. The production team must have thought that my eyes were too tired from watching the three-hour show, so they made me cry to cleanse my eyes! @production team, thank you and your family!"

"Sister Wan..."

When Mu Yanze's voice called her, Ye Wan turned around with tears in her eyes, and saw Mu Yanze looking at her with bright eyes, "Does your studio still sign newcomers? The kind that brings their own popularity and traffic."

???

The tears that were about to burst out were successfully scared back.

(End of this chapter)


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