Chapter 57 Xia Qingfeng's presence, An Feng wins the group's popularity
Everyone was exceptionally silent during the preparation period. An Feng knew that they were worried that the order would affect their results.
"Don't worry, we have done our best. No matter what the final result is, we have no regrets!"
Although An Feng did not use many fancy words to encourage, his firm and confident voice was enough to reassure his teammates.
As long as An Feng is here, there is nothing to worry about...
This is their common idea.
"Hello everyone! We are..." Following Jian Ruida's voice introducing their group, the seven people walked onto the stage in unison with confident steps.
At Jian Ruida's beckoning, An Feng stood beside him and calmly answered the questions Jian Ruida handed to him.
"I heard that our An Feng member has become a recognized mentor in our camp. You are personally in charge of this stage today. Do you have the confidence to take the top spot?"
An Feng smiled and nodded, "If Teacher Jian has confidence in me, I will definitely be able to take the top spot!"
Jian Ruida said with a smile: "Then I wish you success! I also hope that our audience friends will like your performance~"
"I like it! Ahhhhh..."
A group of Jian Ruida's little fans in the audience screamed and said they liked it without even hearing what was said.
The cute little fans made everyone on the stage laugh. Jian Ruida smiled and said to An Feng, "Contestant An Feng, please watch carefully. If the lights of these audience members who shouted that they liked you don't turn on, we will go and cause trouble for them. Hahaha..."
He looked in the direction of Jian Ruida's finger, intending to cooperate with Jian Ruida in interacting with his fans... but when his eyes touched a certain place, his pupils suddenly trembled.
"Xia Qingfeng!"
These three words blurted out in an instant. Fortunately, the microphone was not close to his mouth and the headset was not turned on, otherwise it would have caused trouble.
As the person closest to An Feng, Jian Ruida heard An Feng's words clearly. He paused for a moment, a little confused.
Not noticing Teacher Jian's inquiring gaze, An Feng stared blankly at the boy in the hat. He was staring at him without blinking and saw that he noticed him.
A particularly pure smile appeared on his pale face. He stood up and waved towards himself vigorously.
An Feng's eyes instantly turned red and he pursed his lips gently, as if he was about to cry in the next second.
Seeing that An Feng seemed to be about to cry, Xia Qingfeng in the audience seemed a little anxious. When he was at a loss as to what to do, a pair of large hands with distinct joints pressed down on Xia Qingfeng's shoulders.
Watching Qingfeng being pushed back down with a thud, the tears in An Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He frowned and looked sternly at the person who treated Xia Qingfeng so violently.
I saw him still wearing a long windbreaker, lazily sitting on the VIP chair over there. He was too far away and the lighting was not very good, so I couldn't see his specific appearance clearly.
I vaguely saw that he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and his hair was parted on the side...he looked a bit like a gentleman but a bad boy.
"Yiro, what's wrong with you?"
An Feng looked away at the sound of a surprised voice from the side. Fortunately, the stage preparation had already begun and the audience could not see the changes in their expressions after the lights dimmed... Otherwise, wouldn't this series of noises be a joke...
Ren Yirou suddenly lowered her head and looked at the ground beneath her feet, her body still shaking, as if she had seen something terrible.
"Yiro, get ready..." An Feng patted Ren Yirou's shoulder while they were standing in formation.
No matter what emotions you can't hold back, just wait until the end. When you are on the stage, you have to give all your emotions.
Putting away her overly volatile emotions, An Feng raised her head and stood in the middle position, welcoming the arrival of the shot of her real first stage performance.
As the lights came on, all the girls on the stage calmed down their emotions and stared at the camera in front of them with firm eyes.
The audience was shocked by the style and difficulty of the dance. They did not expect that there would be such a big contrast between the performance and the dancers themselves.
In the self-introductions just now, the other girls except An Feng were either the weak and timid Ren Yirou type, or the timid Yi Le type who could not even speak clearly.
There are huge differences in their behavior and dressing styles. In addition, apart from An Feng, who is a frequent hot search topic, the others are basically unknown... This makes the audience not have too high expectations for them.
I didn't expect that... You can't judge a book by its cover!
The neat dance moves, the heroic temperament, and the firm and murderous expression management and eyes!
Every accent of the music seemed to strike at the very tip of everyone's heart, making them tremble involuntarily.
"Ahhhhh! Queen! So cool!"
"An Feng ahhhh!"
When the last note fell, countless audience members stood up excitedly and shouted the names of the contestants who were still performing fixed moves on the stage.
Extracting the notes of your own name from the noisy voices may be the most exciting moment on stage for an idol.
As soon as she stepped off the stage, An Feng was unexpectedly hugged by someone, and then a group of girls surrounded her and hugged her.
No one spoke, and gradually, the sound of uncontrollable crying could be heard from them, and they all started crying.
An Feng couldn't help but let her tears flow out... The emotions that she had suppressed before the stage started suddenly found a breakthrough and invaded her mind all at once.
"Alright, alright, stop hugging me and go to the preparation room to watch the stage."
An Feng hurriedly pushed the crying girls hanging on him away, and couldn't wait to complete the task so that he could see Xia Qingfeng.
Watching the captain's ruthless back as he left, everyone pouted in grievance and tried to complain to their vice-captain.
"Yiro~Look at the captain..."
He didn't finish his complaint because he turned around and saw Ren Yirou who was still crying silently, and he stopped talking.
Carefully pulling the seemingly dumbfounded Ren Yirou to the preparation room, they were still sighing that the deputy captain was too emotional and actually cried for so long...
Unlike what they had imagined, Ren Yirou's mind did not contain any joy or excitement at the perfect end of the performance. Instead, she was filled with shock, guilty fear, and fear.
He... How come he is here...
This shouldn't be the case. There's no way he would come to watch this kind of show... Impossible, he must have seen it wrong.
…
"Congratulations! The Anfeng team won the first round of group matches!"
The voice of the initiator Jian Ruida came from the screen, and a burst of cheers exploded beside An Feng.
The individual votes were also rotating on the screen...
First place: An Feng
Second place: Ren Yirou
Third place: Yile
They were ranked in order, but the exact number of votes was not announced to prevent people from counting their votes in advance and affecting their viewing experience of the show.
They walked out of the preparation room comforting and encouraging each other. When they passed an intersection, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.
"sister……"
He turned his head suddenly and saw Xia Qingfeng, wearing a woolen hat, standing right in front of him. An Feng was stunned for three seconds, then rushed over before Xia Qingfeng could take a step.
Xia Qingfeng opened his arms with tears in his eyes, and had a lot to say to his sister.
"Hey!"
A cry of pain was heard, and An Feng grabbed Xia Qingfeng's ear and pulled him down.
There is no other way... He is over 1.80 meters tall, too tall, I can't reach him otherwise...
An Feng pulled off his hat and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that his head was also intact.
I was very surprised when he was lazy on the stage just now. What kind of weather is it now? Why is he wearing a woolen hat... Is he injured in the head...
Now that he saw his intact head, An Feng finally felt relieved.
“You, you, you…”
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