Ji Xiunian didn't know much about death energy, but for some reason, when he saw the black energy surrounding Fan Zeng, he felt that he was in danger.

He didn't know how to express this feeling, but he repeatedly checked whether Fan Zeng felt uncomfortable.

"I'm really fine." Fan Zeng noticed Ji Xiunian's nervousness and felt a little amused. "If I felt uncomfortable, I would definitely go to the doctor immediately. Xiunian, don't worry."

"But..." Ji Xiunian still felt uneasy. He was about to persuade Fan Zeng but was interrupted by Fan Zeng.

"Okay, Xiunian, I'm really sleepy now. If you keep talking to me, I'm sure something will happen to me." Fan Zeng patted Ji Xiunian's shoulder and then went back to his room.

Ji Xiunian had no choice but to feel very complicated.

He had seen that kind of black energy on Lan Gaojie before, and Lan Gaojie died a few days later. At that time, he was still wondering if the result would be different if he had warned him in advance.

Now the person with the death energy has become Fan Zeng, and he can't just sit back and watch.

But it's already this time, and it seems inappropriate to pull the other party to talk about these things.

Fortunately, the death energy on Fan Zeng is not strong yet, so he still has a chance to race against death.

Ji Xiunian certainly hopes that he is wrong, but he has to be prepared for everything.

He was confused but didn't know who to talk to. Finally, he picked up the eighth sister on the ground and sighed, as if asking it: "Eighth sister, Brother Fan will be fine, right?" "

Meow." The eighth sister blinked at Ji Xiunian with wet eyes, and it was unknown whether she understood.

Ji Xiunian, however, touched its head, as if to encourage himself: "It will be fine."

Ji Xiunian did not sleep very well that night. He always felt something strange in his heart, as if something was going to happen.

The next morning, Ji Xiunian got up early to meet Fan Zeng, only to find that he had already gone to the studio.

The second performance was about to be recorded, and both the staff and the trainees were eager to try, not to mention Fan Zeng as the director.

"All units, get ready and confirm the camera positions. Have the lighting and sound engineers arrived? We will rehearse and walk through the scene later, and make sure the stage effect is guaranteed..."

Fan Zeng sat in front of the monitor, busy coordinating and directing the work with various departments.

Although his face was still tired, he looked much better than last night.

Seeing that he was surrounded by people, Ji Xiunian had no chance to approach him, so he could only choose to wait aside for the time being.

"Brother Nian, what are you looking at here?"

Lu Xu's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Ji Xiunian turned around and found that he was already standing next to him, and his eyes were on Fan Zeng.

Ji Xiunian had been holding it in for the whole night, and when he saw Lu Xu, he couldn't help but want to confirm with him: "Lu Xu, can you see it?"

"See what?" Lu Xu turned his head and looked at Ji Xiunian, as if waiting for his answer. Lu Xu

spoke nonchalantly, as if he was detached from the outside world.

He was obviously smiling, but he gave people the feeling that he had no emotions at the moment. His dark eyes were indifferent, and inexplicably gave people a feeling of seeing through life and death.

Ji Xiunian felt somewhat unfamiliar with Lu Xu like this. He tried hard to ignore this strange feeling and asked directly: "Can you see the death aura on Brother Fan?"

Lu Xu raised his eyebrows unconsciously, somewhat surprised that Ji Xiunian could actually see it.

Death aura is something that ordinary people are not supposed to be able to see. When he saw Lan Gaojie's death aura before, Lu Xu thought it was an exception, but he didn't expect that he could see it on Fan Zeng as well.

"Yeah, I saw it too." Lu Xu did not deny it, but just nodded slightly.

His attitude was so indifferent that Ji Xiunian was very uncomfortable. Fan Zeng was someone they knew anyway. Lu Xu knew that he might die, but he still had no expression. Is this kind of emotion really normal?

Ji Xiunian didn't know why he felt uncomfortable, but he still asked Lu Xu: "Do you have any way? Or have you heard that there is anything that can prevent death?"

Lu Xu shook his head and said in surprise: "Do you want to prevent Brother Fan from dying? This is impossible. Everyone has their own destiny, and many things can't be decided by your thoughts."

Lu Xu's expression was solemn when he spoke, and he looked serious.

Although what he said made sense, Ji Xiunian couldn't just watch the people around him leave. Maybe

Lu Xu was right, but things haven't happened yet, so we have to try, right?

"I still want to do something. Death is irreversible, but Brother Fan is still alive now." Ji Xiunian's heart became firmer with every word he said.

As long as he could save Fan Zeng, he was willing to try anything.

Ji Xiunian was always gentle, and this was the first time Lu Xu had seen him speak so decisively.

"Let's give it a try, just in case." Lu Xu didn't want to throw cold water on him, so he just smiled at him.

Ji Xiunian turned to look at Fan Zeng, and seeing that there were no people around him, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Brother Fan, can you talk to me for a few words?"

Fan Zeng was still holding the walkie-talkie in his hand, and stopped temporarily when he saw this: "What's the matter, Xiunian?"

Ji Xiunian didn't want to hide it, so he directly pulled Fan Zeng to a deserted corner and said to him: "Brother Fan, there is something I haven't told anyone, but now I want to tell you."

His expression was too serious, and Fan Zeng was stunned, then asked: "What's the matter?"

Ji Xiunian breathed a sigh of relief, as if to cheer himself up: "Lan Gaojie is dead."

"Huh?" Fan Zeng was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, and said after a while, "He just withdrew from the competition, not died, why do you suddenly say that."

In Fan Zeng's view, if Lan Gaojie was dead, it would be impossible that there was no news at all.

Although there are speculations about this on the Internet, how could a healthy person die without a sound?

Moreover, Ji Xiunian has no contact with Lan Gaojie. If something really happened to the other party, the media should know it earlier.

Ji Xiunian didn't want to talk about this matter at first, but it was easy to talk about it after he opened his mouth: "He is really dead. I have seen death in him. As for why the studio suppressed it, I don't know. I guess it was a will or something like that."

Fan Zeng still felt that this statement was too strong, but he didn't want to argue with Ji Xiunian. All he thought about was tonight's performance: "So, this is what you want to tell me?"

Ji Xiunian was silent for a moment, and then he said: "I want to tell you that I also saw the aura of death on you yesterday, so I asked if you felt uncomfortable anywhere..."

Although he didn't really believe this, Fan Zeng's heart still skipped a beat.

No one likes to hear others say that they will die, and Fan Zeng is the same: "Well, besides me and Lan Gaojie, have you seen it on other people before?"

Ji Xiunian shook his head: "No..."

"That's it." Fan Zeng's heart was a little relieved, and he couldn't help but say to him, "Let's not talk about anything else. In fact, you have no evidence whether Lan Gaojie is dead or not, right? So this may not be accurate. I have always been healthy, and this is not the first time I have done a program. I still know my physical condition."

"I know you are worried about me, that's why you are so nervous." Seeing that Ji Xiunian was about to speak, Fan Zeng sighed and gave in: "How about this, Xiunian, I will go to the hospital for a full body checkup after recording today's show, can you rest assured?"

Fan Zeng had already said so, Ji Xiunian couldn't insist on anything anymore: "Well, don't delay it after tonight."

"Don't worry, I'm more afraid of death than you." Fan Zeng put his arm around Ji Xiunian's shoulders and smiled. The two of them said a few simple words, and then he went back to work.

After the judges scanned the code to enter, the second performance officially began.

Liang Da, wearing a golden suit, walked briskly onto the stage: "Welcome everyone to the second performance of "The Birth of an Idol". The judges present here can pick up the voting devices in your hands and support your favorite contestants. As for the audience in front of the TV, they can log in to our official website to vote... Now please invite the vocal group to send out the first performance team..."

Other groups have two instructors, but the vocal group has only Yu Manman. But even if she is alone, her aura is full, and people don't feel that there is anything missing.

She is wearing a blue slim dress, and her figure is exquisite. She is beautiful, and she is like a fairy when she sits there.

Yu Manman looked back at her team, and then slowly opened her mouth and sent out the team with Xu Haoming as the captain.

As a popular contestant of BTT, Xu Haoming is already strong. Everyone thought he had a strong dancing skill before, but they didn't expect his singing skill to improve so much this time.

The first group chose Yu Manman's song. It was originally a somewhat cold and high-level female voice, but after Xu Haoming sang it, it became a bit wilder.

The five people on the stage were all so handsome, and their figures were very pleasing to the eye.

After the song ended, Xu Lele raised her hands and applauded: "Oh my god, this adaptation is too strong. I feel that Haoming's singing skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Wow, she is worthy of being my goddess. She sings well and is so good at teaching students."

Lu Xu couldn't help but look at Yu Manman in the instructor's seat, and felt that she was really talented.

After the vocal group, it was the dance group, and each program was wonderful.

Lu Xu's mind was not on the program, but he would go to see Fan Zeng and Ji Xiunian from time to time.

In just one day, the death aura on Fan Zeng became heavier.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably die tonight.

Lu Xu glanced at the audience and the trainees who were eager to go on stage, and sighed imperceptibly in his heart.

If possible, he certainly didn't want Fan Zeng to go on the road at this time.

Even if it is for others to hold on for a little longer

, it would be good. But life and death are determined by fate, and wealth is in the hands of God. He reminded Fan Zeng more than once before the death aura came out, but he still didn't listen.

It can only be said that everything is predetermined, and he can't change anything.

Lu Xu was lost in thought when Xu Lele, who was standing next to him, suddenly called him, "Brother Xu, it's our turn!"

The performance of the team sent by the songwriting group before was not very good. Gu Wen'an discussed with Ji Xiunian and decided to send their ace team.

When the judges heard Lu Xu's name from the instructor, they couldn't help but scream -

Lu Xu had performed very well before, and they didn't know how he would perform this time in the songwriting group. Just thinking about it makes people look forward to it!