A little gloom flashed in the cloudy black eyes, combined with the marks left by the years around the corners of the eyes, as well as a few scars on the cheeks, the face looked particularly hideous and terrifying under the dim light, and there was no appearance of a kind old man before.

But in an instant, when the circulating lights and cameras hit him in the face, his face was already replaced with a warm and gentle smile in due time, and he smiled at the camera, just like a real teacher who hopes that his apprentice will be good and is proud of him, without any flaws.

But if you look closely, there is still a bit of hidden jealousy and ruthlessness in the depths of your eyes, intertwined into thick black ink, slowly surging in the depths of your eyes, and the fists hidden under your sleeves are subconsciously clenched.

……

In the end, Wen Hao's results came out, and as expected, he was directly promoted. Several judges gave a good score, and the black judge gave a high score of nine points, and finally removed the highest and lowest scores, and took the average score to calculate the final score: 8.6 points.

This score can be said to be too much higher than the previous score of 7 points, and even when it is considered a high score at 7.5, it is far ahead of other players.

The audience also exploded when they heard such a score, and they were either admired, shocked, or a little unconvinced. Fang Junqing's Xinghe club is smiling, after all, he is a person from his own club, and Wen Hao's high score is also to fight for them face.

"Haha, Wen Hao is good, really fight for our club! With your score now, not to mention the players of other miscellaneous clubs, I'm afraid that we and the other brothers are not as good as you, and those in the Qingyun and Chenyang clubs may not be as tall as you. ”

A young man who looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old with dirty braids, stepped on the steps with one foot, greeted Wen Hao, who was stepping off the stage, slapped his hands sideways, and said with a smile.

Wen Hao's eyes became a little stronger when he heard this, and he tried his best to suppress it under his eyes, but he still couldn't hide his show off and pride, and he directly revealed it unabashedly.

was about to blow a few words along with the flattering words, but when he saw Fang Junqing smiling, as if looking at him very kindly, his pupils shrank, and the bottom of his eyes was almost undetectably stained with a little fear. He closed his mouth and stood respectfully beside Fang Junqing.

The kind of respect that naturally flows to the point of being weird, not so much respectful as well-behaved. Yes, it is well-behaved, just like the kind of pet that is well-behaved and flattering after being reprimanded by the owner.

After standing still, he pulled the corners of his stiff mouth, with a calm and modest look on his face, his eyes seemed to unconsciously glance at Fang Junqing, who was still smiling beside him, and the depths of his eyes were unconsciously mixed with some cautious flattery.

At the man's indifference, he said:

"No, I'm still far away, I don't know about the others, just my master can completely hang me. ”

Hearing this, the dark and vicious look like a hyena in Fang Junqing's eyes faded a little, and the kind smile on his face became a little more sincere.

"Haha, look at my head, I forgot that Brother Fang also participated this time. Since Brother Fang is out of the horse, it must be a piece of hanging, and our shrimp are just going through the motions with us......"

The dreadlocked young man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled awkwardly, Fang Junqing is a bigwig-level figure in Xinghe, and he still thinks that he can't be offended in Xinghe, so he touched his head and hurriedly complimented him. Under the dim light, he didn't pay special attention to it, but he didn't notice Wen Hao's abnormality.

……

Because Lu Chan was about to appear, he also stood by the stage of the competition venue and waited, not far from a few people.

Because he has always paid special attention to these two people, the scene just now was completely taken into his eyes. Looking sideways, there was a bright light in the dark pupils, as if a beast had seen something extremely happy, and a bit of banter and playfulness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The cold thin lips were slightly hooked, and the way these two people got along was not as harmonious as it seemed on the surface. Interesting, is this kind of relationship? He seemed to have guessed a little bit what Shentu Mingliang wanted to do.

That seems to be a good thing to watch. As for saving people or reminding the two of them or something, I'm sorry he didn't think about it at all, because he didn't have such emotional senses at all now.

In a sense, he even wanted to actively participate in it, and the mutated nerve tentacles in his mind were like the chant of a kraken, entwining his emotional intellect, flexible but bewitching, inducing him to get closer to the stimulation and blood, as if then he could enter the land of bliss.

He is now using the emotions and reason of two lifetimes to restrain himself from harming the people around him, or those who have good intentions towards him, but this is already the limit.

……

"Player 30 is invited to play. ”

As the sound of the radio sounded, Fang Junqing on the thirtieth got up and prepared to play.

Wen Hao also stood up and took the coat that Fang Junqing had taken off. looked at Fang Junqing with a look of admiration and said, "Come on, master, go on the field and crush them!" Wen Hao Danfeng's eyes flashed with a little light, and his eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

Fang Junqing didn't mean to be modest, he smiled and nodded. He walked up to the stage under the compliments and blessings of Xinghe everyone.

But he didn't see it, the moment he turned around, the momentary distortion on Wen Hao's face, and the resentment and resentment that flashed in his eyes, mixed with some disdain and good show......

……

Fang Junqing is old enough to be old enough and a big name, and the cheers from the audience when he got up on stage were particularly spectacular, with applause and whistles.

Many veteran and big-name industry bigwigs stood up when they heard that Fang Junqing was on the field, compared with the new generation who paid attention to Wen Hao, there were more veterans in the industry who paid attention to Fang Junqing, and they stood up and hugged their arms in anticipation and prepared to watch.

The referees were also shocked by the sudden tsunami-like cheers and raised some interest.

"Wow, it seems that you are very popular! Is it because of your strength? I'm looking forward to it!" was still the black referee, who seemed to be very interested in Fang Junqing, and joked with a smile.

"Let's start with the dance. ”

"Haha, there's personality, I like it. Come on, look forward to your performance!" Under Fang Junqing's seemingly low-key, but in fact, high-profile sworn confidence in his strength, several referees were even more expectant, after all, the strength that dared to say so was not bad.

The music sounded, a very classic and retro popping soundtrack, and the moment the melody first started, several judges raised their eyebrows in unison. The classic soundtrack that has been imitated and has never been surpassed by the former king is very familiar as a world-class master of hip-hop.

With the melody of the classic movements, Fang Junqing's body first danced into the music with a small amount of movement, and the standard to the textbook template of boogaloostyle, pop, ave, and rolling rhythms are all in place.

But looking at it, several referees gradually frowned, and the black referee's expression was even more impatient.

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