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Good night's sleep!

The next morning, Wang Bao woke up to the alarm on his mobile phone, and although he didn't want to get up, he still forced himself to get up and wash.

Ten minutes later, after washing up and taking care of personal hygiene, he went downstairs to the dining room for breakfast. When he arrived at the restaurant, he found that everyone else was already in the restaurant except for Yue Peng.

After he finished the meal, he said hello to everyone, sat down at the table of Mao Superstar, and began to eat breakfast with a sigh. When he was about to finish eating, Yue Peng swayed down.

Looking at Yue Peng, who was holding a large plate of meat buns, Wang Bao really admired his appetite. Because there are twenty buns on that plate, although it is not a very big bun, Wang Bao estimates that he will be full after eating seven or eight at most.

"In today's group recording session, don't play what you promised me yesterday, but choose my group. ”

Yue Peng sat beside Wang Bao with a bun, and then whispered in Wang Bao's ear.

"Don't worry, you can't forget it!" Wang Bao also whispered in his ear.

When Yue Peng heard Wang Bao's answer, he smiled proudly, picked up a bun with satisfaction, swallowed it in one bite, and chewed it deliciously.

"What are you two talking about? Sneaky appearance, it's not a good thing at first glance!" She saw Yue Peng and Wang Bao muttering, as if they were discussing something, as a host, she instinctively felt that there was something wrong with them, and they must not have discussed anything good, so she asked.

Wang Bao and Yue Peng listened to the questions one by one, glanced at each other, and then Yue Peng's little eyes narrowed, glanced at her cheaply, and said proudly: "Hehe, Miss Yiyi, you really guessed right, we just didn't discuss anything good, but we can't tell what is bad!"

Wang Bao also looked at Yiyi at this time, and didn't stop letting out a weird laugh, and the laughter of Yiyi was a little hairy, she rubbed the goosebumps on her arms with her hands, and then got up: "Wow...... I can't stand you two anymore, let's go!"

Seeing that they were disgusted and left, the two smiled relatively deliberately and slapped their hands back.

Mao Juxing, who had been sitting on the side and eating silently, wiped his mouth with a napkin at this time, and said to Wang Bao and the two of them gently: "Is it really good for the two brothers to be like this? I have heard everything you said, if you don't give me enough hush money, I may accidentally say something to Sister Yiyi." ”

If this thing is anime, the lenses on Mao Superstar's eyes will definitely flash a white light at this time, accompanied by a "ding" sound. Then there will be a demonic laugh in the voiceover, and a small red devil with a fork will appear above his head, laughing arrogantly.

Although there was no such thing in reality, Wang Bao and Yue Peng still saw the smile on the corner of his mouth and a demonic gaze flashing in his eyes.

In the somewhat dull gaze of the two people, Mao Juxing put down the napkin that wiped his mouth, stood up and straightened his non-existent tie, and then walked out of the restaurant leisurely.

"Hey ......"

"This kid can do it!"

The two of them were tricked by Mao Juxing, and it took a while for them to react, and they all let out a sigh.

Seeing that the time was almost up, both of them sped up the speed of eating, and Wang Bao was about to finish eating, so he ate quickly, and then put down the chopsticks. But he didn't expect Yue Peng to eat super fast, almost as long as he put chopsticks. More than 20 buns, he ate them one by one, and ate them quickly, and finally because he was in a hurry, he choked a little, so he picked up the table and drank a cup of tea.

"Ah...... Have you eaten enough, let's go too!" Yue Peng turned his head to ask Wang Bao, and then saw Wang Bao nodding, so he beckoned him to go to the TV station together.

The two of them were already the last to finish eating, and the others had already finished eating and went to the TV station, so the two of them accelerated their pace.

It didn't take long to come to the studio hall where they recorded yesterday, so everyone was in their own places, waiting for the show to start recording.

Today is the second part of the official recording, and the team selection grouping, yesterday's trial recording and the official recording of the first link have been completed.

After the on-site director announced the start of recording, the scene notes came up to play the board: "The second part of "Infinite Song Season", select people and group them, start now!"

"Smack!"

With the sound of the scene note, Mr. Zhang Gang walked up from the backstage in the opening music.

"Balabala...... Hello everyone, I'm Zhang Gang, a song and song student, and welcome to see the Litchi Terrace Infinite Song Season!" Zhang Gang stood in the center of the stage, started a oral broadcast, and then shouted the slogan of the song season.

"Fortunately, yesterday we have announced five singer-songwriters, they are our old friend Xue Qianqian, the powerful singer-songwriter Li Hao, the only goddess Yu Wenwen, our superstar Mao superstar, and the new ballad little prince Wang Bao, everyone welcomes them!"

Zhang Gang read the words written on the hand card, but the words were really embarrassing, and he was embarrassed after reading them.

"What kind of ghost word is this? Can you use dim sum in the editorial team, what era are these words, and you still use them on such a fashionable program as ours? You are not embarrassed to write it, I am embarrassed to read it. ”

After Zhang Gang finished reading the words, he threw the hand card on the ground in disgust, and then caught the writer edited by the program team and kept talking.

At this time, Wang Bao also had a flash of inspiration, and stood up loudly in support of Zhang Gang: "That's it, what kind of words are these? What the hell is the new ballad little prince? Are we a fairy tale show? I'm singing rock 'n' roll, okay?"

Saying that, he also made a few rock gestures, and rock guitar movements, with today's Liu Ding leather coat, it was really cool, and there was no meaning of the little prince at all.

"That's it! Look at Xiaobao, there is a little prince there, this is a bad boy at all!" After Zhang Gang heard Wang Bao finish speaking, he looked at it, did I say it correctly.

But when Wang Bao heard Zhang Gang say that he was a bad boy, the handsome poss couldn't be put on anymore, and he collapsed in one fell swoop. He was in charge of the chair in front of him and turned his back to Zhang Gang and asked, "Teacher Zhang, why are you a bad boy?" When I went to school, I was an excellent student representative, and I was synonymous with a good child, okay?"

The conversation between the two made the people at the scene laugh, especially when Wang Bao said that he was an outstanding student representative, Xue Qianqian beside him was about to laugh like crazy.

"Is it so funny? Brother, brother, big brother, don't laugh, it's scary, I'm afraid you'll pull it over. Close!" Wang Bao was responsible for laughing and quickly sucking Xue Qianqian, shaking one hand in front of his face, and then made a gesture of grabbing and closing.

Xue Qianqian is worthy of being a representative of exaggerated acting skills, he cooperated with Wang Bao's movements, and when he grabbed a fist, he immediately suppressed his smile and returned to his seriousness.

"That's enough for the two of you! It's officially open, listen to me announce the rules of the grouping now. Zhang Gang scolded Wang Baoxue Qianqian with a smile, and then began to read the grouping rules on the hand card in a serious manner.

"The rules of the group are as follows: first of all, the trainees are selected on a try, and each of us comes out of the backstage and chooses one of the five houses on the stage. When the time comes, there will be a few prompts from each singer-songwriter on the door screen of the five houses for all of us to choose. After choosing, press the button in front of the door, the door opens, and the trainees enter to communicate with the singer-songwriter inside. ”

"The purpose of this is to impress the five singer-songwriters so that we can prepare for the selection of our fellow singer-songwriters when the singer-songwriters are chosen. ”

"The second step is to really choose the time, where we singer-songwriters step up and go to the center of the stage, with our backs to the trainees. For ten seconds, the trainee has to choose the singer-songwriter who can stand behind him. If there is only one person, the pair will be successful. If there are more than two, the final choice is made by the singer-songwriter. When the final pairing is successful, our other singer-songwriters can choose to blow up the lights and compete for the trainees of their hearts. At this time, it is time for us trainees to choose singer-songwriters. ”

"Have you understood the rules for selecting people to be group......ed? I don't explain it, so let's start the group selection process now. ”

In fact, these rules and so on were sent to everyone yesterday, and basically no one didn't understand them. But for the sake of the effect of the show, some people still have to shout and shout, expressing their dissatisfaction with Zhang Gang's unprofessional and unreliable introduction of rules.

"What kind of host is this, director, director, I ask to change the host, and I am highly recommended to be this host!" Mu Yi Xiaodi is worthy of being a comedian, and he is good at seizing every opportunity to steal the scene and be funny, so he was the first to jump out and shout loudly.

"It's just that it's so unprofessional, and from the perspective of a professional host, I strongly ask to say the grouping rules again. One by one, he shouted after him.

"What is this? Teacher Zhang, I don't need to be in junior high school, I don't have much reading, don't fool me, do you dare to explain the grouping rules again?" Song Baobao called Zhang Gang at the top of his voice, but Zhang Gang had already gone backstage and didn't give him a chance at all.

Several other people also shouted and didn't understand, Mr. Zhang Gang's explanation is not as clear as the editor's hand card, Balabala......

When the show was almost over, everyone got up and got ready. When the trainees arrived, the five singer-songwriters waited in the room where the door had been opened on the stage.

Wait until now the director starts counting the seconds, three-two-one, start, go!

Mu Yi Xiaodi was the first to come out of the backstage and came to the center of the stage, and he saw a few prompts on the screens of the doors of the five rooms. But none of these prompts can accurately tell who is in the room. So he picked a room that looked similar and felt that it should suit him, walked forward, and decisively pressed the button in front of the door.

When the button is pressed, background music plays, and the door to the room slowly opens from top to bottom. After the door was completely opened, Mu Yi Xiaodi saw the singer-songwriter inside, he screamed, and lay on the ground.

"I'm a mother!"

"How are you?"