Watching the members of the High School leave, the students in the waiting room began to talk about each other.

"Eh, you say, then Yin Qingyue has no costume, what will I do later?"

"Who knows, maybe find a random outfit to wear......"

"But in this way, I guess it won't be able to achieve the desired effect, right?"

"If it's me, I'm so angry, and it will definitely affect the ...... play"

"It's so insidious, in order to win the championship, it's really all disgusting!"

"Shhh......h

Although everyone thought that their voice was very low, in fact, Zhou Yiwei could hear it clearly.

These people's discussions were like invisible slaps in the face, burning and painful.

This kind of secret guilt, and the feeling that there is nowhere to complain, is the first time that Young Master Zhou has come out of his mother's womb, and his heart is really mixed.

"Qian Wanwan!"

Zhou Yiwei burst out three words from between his teeth, and his hands were clenched tightly.

……

The seventh player on the field is Han Ziyan, who is dressed very innocently and exquisitely.

She was very clever in choosing a song "Weiwei" that matched her vocal range according to her appearance and temperament.

Although when performing the songs, there is no amazing performance that makes people shine.

But with the popularity of this song and the beautiful and romantic stage effect, it finally scored 98.5 points and temporarily ranked second.

"You can see through the big screen that after the wonderful performance of the first seven players, the ranking of the players has changed, and Zhou Yiwei, who is in first place, has won the highest score since the start of this competition!"

The host's face was filled with a smile of fascination.

"The last player on the court is under a lot of pressure, but in this competition, she can always use unexpected tricks to turn the tables that seem to have been defeated. ”

"So tonight, will she surprise again?"

The host winked mysteriously at the moving camera, "Let's wait and see." ”

Immediately after, he stretched out his hand and signaled, "Please invite the last contestant tonight - Yin Qingyue!"

As soon as the words fell, the ordinary audience under the stage suddenly erupted in warm applause, and from time to time there were screams and slogans such as "Goddess!", "Qingqing Wuyue, love you for ten thousand years" and so on.

At the same time, puffs of smoke also erupted from the smoke machines around the stage, filling the entire performance area.

Such a scene immediately attracted the attention of the audience, and the crowd of cheering and shouting was also very good at not opening their mouths and concentrating on watching the performance.

As the lights changed, a picture of a rain of guns and arrows appeared on the LED screen, staining the field with blood.

In the studio, the shouts of fighting sounded, and everyone gathered on the stage to appear on the stage.

They are staggered and moving quickly, on the stage, waving flags, swords and shadows, making the viewer feel as if they are on the battlefield, in the midst of a battle of thousands of troops.

Suddenly, there was a group of people galloping from a distance on the screen, the first one, the red cloak flying, the spear in his hand, refracting a cold light in the sun!

The man got closer and closer, and the camera on the screen on the back panned upward, and the dazzling light of the sun shone down, making it almost impossible to open his eyes.

The loud and high-pitched flute sound broke the sound of fighting, and the prelude to the song sounded.

At the same time, there is a young general in golden armor, falling from the sky!