"Plagiarism dog!"

"The dregs of human character!"

"Get out of here and give an explanation!"

......

The corridor was not as well soundproofed as the room, and the scolding and noise from the audience were all transmitted here without any scolding.

The contestants' questions were covered by loud scolding.

Everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the stage. Then his eyes subconsciously moved to Xiang Yang's face.

It's noisy, damn it, that pessimistic and uncomfortable mood is surging up again. The crying child in my head started crying again, and the hoarse whispers were really ugly. Shut up!

Well, my tone is a little too heavy. I mean, you're a little quieter.

The heart was curled up with the words of serious injury, so uncomfortable. It hurts so much that it's hard to breathe.

This physical condition is so bad that even a little bit of mood swings will be affected.

Xiang Yang had a lot of messy things flashing in his mind at this moment, but there was no expression on his face.

But even this kind of expression, there is no expression, but it makes people feel an indescribable discomfort.

The curves of his body, his small movements, and his micro-expressions can make him say nothing, but everyone present can clearly feel his emotions.

Yun Xiangyang's empathy seems to have become stronger.

The teacher of the program team and the four contestants secretly thought at the same time.

Only then did they realize that Yun Xiangyang's entire temperament seemed to have undergone a lot of changes. His roommate felt it clearly......

Yun Xiangyang's previous silence and previous optimism and cheerfulness are gone. Yun Xiangyang, who was standing in front of him at this time, was obviously still the same appearance as before, but his already attractive temperament was endowed with extraordinary charm in a smile. The whole body is like an eye-catching magnet, as long as he stands, it firmly attracts the attention of the people around him.

"Yun Xiangyang gives an explanation!"

"Yun Xiangyang apologizes!"

......

The echo in the corridor continued, and Xiang Yang glanced in the direction of the stage not far away, half-hiding the gloom in his eyes and the chaotic emotions in the depths of his eyes. And the slender fingers that stepped forward casually led to the door of the recording studio.

When he looked at everyone, the corners of his mouth hooked up a casual hob meat like he didn't care.

Under the background sound of scolding, he chuckled and said: "It seems that everyone welcomes me quite well~"

There was a hint of self-deprecation in his tone, but everyone couldn't hate him. Their first reaction was astonishment, and the voice of Yun Xiangyang ......

"Yun Xiangyang, your throat ......"

"It's burned. ”

"Then you can ......"

"I can sing. ”

Obviously, the sound is like the squeak of a worn and worn bellows, and it is extremely difficult to spit out every word. But all with incomparably firm and sonorous conviction.

The staff pursed their lips when they heard this, and they couldn't bear to continue to ask.

It was really too difficult for Yun Xiangyang's current voice to be spit out, and he was afraid that if he asked again, Yun Xiangyang's voice was completely lost.

But there is indeed a special situation, the director of the program group told him in private, and his words were vague, but the general meaning was to try his best to get stuck in the clouds...... If you can, it's best not to play.

Staff member Xiao Cheng looked at Xiang Yang's pale and almost transparent face that could see blood vessels, and a moment of struggle flashed in his eyes, but thinking about his bonus, he still gritted his teeth and said.

"We understand your eagerness to play, but we're sorry, it may not work. The program team has not received the score of the repertoire you sang, and if you don't hand in the repertoire an hour before you go on stage according to the rules, our program team will default to your withdrawal from the competition......"

Before the staff could finish speaking, and the other four players were relieved by the lack of a strong opponent.

"Buzz~~~"

A message chime came from the staff's mobile phone tucked in the file bag.

The staff subconsciously looked at it...... The message from the band soundtrack teacher above means that Yun Xiangyang's score has been approved, and they are already familiar with it.

The staff glanced at the phone, then at Yun Xiangyang, who was standing lazily against the wall, and raised his eyebrows. I reported it two hours ago? This card is really accurate......

Xiang Yang relied on the strength of his bones to support his entire body, which was so weak that he could barely stand up, and leaned on his guitar to prop himself up from the wall. smiled and snapped his fingers in front of the female staff, smiled and asked with his mouth: Is it okay now?

Looking at the close face, the pale and thin lips opened and closed, and the eyes could clearly see the chapped texture on the lip flap, and the female staff's face and ear tips suddenly turned red.

Who can bear this 10,000-point beauty crit? A beautiful man from the art department who is sick and weak but strong, with a good face and temperament, looks at you with a melancholy, dangerous but doting smile, and asks who can withstand this!

The female staff member in her early twenties sniffed, as if restraining the nosebleed that was about to flow out. took a step back, avoided Xiang Yang's eyes, and pretended not to care and brushed the mask on his face up.

"No, no problem...... Let's go. ”

No problem, the director didn't give the order to die, no. Even if the worst thing is to deduct money, she spent a lot of money on love and producer Li Zeyan. This deducted salary should be used as a beautiful man to laugh and earn!

It's so good, it's really good, why didn't I find Yun Xiangyang so good-looking before!

Four other players: ......

Hey, let's look at it, hetui, this blatant preference!

......

"Three mentors are invited to sit in the guest seats. ”

The lights of the stage in the recording hall are turned on, and the searchlights laid at a height of dozens of meters illuminate the entire venue as if everything is very clear during the day.

Listen to the non-stop voices coming from the studio all the way.

At first, Xiang Yang wanted to stop the lively and noisy sounds like stews in his head, but then he gave up this unrealistic idea and followed those sounds.

As soon as the outside world sounds quieted down, the auditory hallucinations should have disappeared.

Xiang Yang's eyes were irritable and shallow smiling from time to time, carrying a broken wooden guitar, and following several other contestants to the direction of the stage.

The other four people have been avoiding suspicion and alienating him intentionally or unintentionally since he was caught in the plagiarism incident. Now that the five of them were walking together, the other four all quickened their pace, intentionally or unintentionally, and distanced themselves from him. Xiang Yang didn't care, dragging the guitar and walking slowly behind a few people.

Before stepping up the steps to the stage, Xiang Yang's idle gaze paused for a moment as he swept to the mentor's seat.

His gaze lingered for a few seconds on a rock 'n' roll uncle in his forties, with short tin foil perm hair and leather clothes and leather pants. After a while, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

More than ten years have passed, and this guy's aesthetic has really not changed at all, and he still likes to hang a bunch of dog chains on his body.