Chunjuan felt very awkward when she walked in catwalk at first, because she had to keep twisting her hips, but twisting her hips so blatantly in front of Ling Yufeng made Chunjuan feel very shy, but when she saw that Ling Yufeng didn't care about this, she retracted her heart and slowly learned to walk in catwalks.

It took more than an hour for Chunjuan to walk a little catwalk, but if you want to walk the catwalk, it is still a lot worse. When he was practicing, Xiao Lin came back, and saw Chunjuan twisting and walking with a catwalk, running over with a fresh face, and said with a smile: "Juan, you are becoming more and more woman, I am a little unaccustomed to it." ”

Chunjuan glanced at Xiao Lin, ignored him, and continued to walk with a catwalk, Xiao Lin continued: "Boss, the latest news, tomorrow's judges are Ding Cheng and Du Yunping. ”

When Ling Yufeng heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning, it would be difficult to handle these two people, could it be that there was no outsider in the judges this time? Chunjuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she heard Du Yunping's name, she was distracted, and accidentally twisted her foot, her body was crooked, and she fell to the ground.

Xiao Lin hurriedly went over to help Chunjuan and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Chunjuan rubbed her sprained ankle, there was a pain, tears were about to come out, and Xiao Lin's distressed tears were about to flow out.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I sprained my foot." Chunjuan endured the pain and said.

Ling Yufeng immediately ordered Xiao Lin to carry Chunjuan on his back and sent Chunjuan to the hospital, not to joke at this time.

Fortunately, it was only a slight sprain, and the doctor touched some medicine and told him to rest for a day, and the next day it would be better.

Now Chunjuan couldn't practice catwalking anymore, so she had to go home and lie down to rest, Ling Yufeng didn't force it anymore, thinking that now she could only take one step at a time.

It wasn't until the next day that Chunjuan felt that her ankle was better and she could get out of bed and walk, but fortunately, the rematch started in the evening, so she could practice walking catwalks. Xiao Lin felt a little sorry for Chunjuan, and said: "Otherwise, you don't want to participate in the beauty contest, I see that you are injured and feel uncomfortable." ”

Chunjuan rarely listened to Xiaolin's words of concern, her heart warmed, she was very happy, and said: "I'm fine, you can rest assured, it's just that I sprained my foot, and now it's much better, you look at me, I can walk very slippery." Saying that, Chunjuan walked with a catwalk, although there was still a little pain in her ankle, but it basically didn't affect her walking.

Xiao Lin saw that Chunjuan was so persistent, so he didn't say anything more, but he still felt very sorry for Chunjuan in his heart, so he kept helping Chunjuan to practice catwalks, and Chunjuan didn't push Xiaolin away, just hold on.

It's rare to see him care so much about himself, and Chunjuan is all used.

In the afternoon, Xiao Lin received a notice to prepare for the rematch in the evening, he said goodbye to Chunjuan and left, and Chunjuan can move freely, so there is no need for Xiao Lin to continue to accompany him.

After preparing for a while, he followed Ling Yufeng to the Celebrity International Club, and many beauties walked into the hall one after another, and most of them carried various boxes, and at a glance, they knew that they were boxes for musical instruments, it seemed that these were talented women.

Only Chunjuan came empty-handed, and when she walked past these talented women, Chunjuan felt more and more ashamed.

Ling Yufeng encouraged Chunjuan and kept cheering Chunjuan on.

Anne was already waiting for them, and when she saw Chunjuan, she led Chunjuan into the candidate hall and asked Ling Yufeng to wait outside first, after all, the candidate hall was full of beautiful women, and he was not suitable for a man to enter.

"Chunjuan, what talent have you prepared?" Anne saw Chunjuan empty-handed and thought Chunjuan was going to sing. He continued to ask her, "What song are you going to sing?" ”

"I can't sing." Chunjuan shook her head and said it very frankly.

Anne was stunned for a moment, she didn't sing, what kind of talent did she perform. Looking at Chunjuan and waiting for Chunjuan to speak, Chunjuan paused for a while before saying, "I want to walk the catwalk." ”

"Catwalk?" Anne didn't expect Chunjuan to choose this talent show, but since Chunjuan had chosen, Anne couldn't say anything, so she still asked, "Have you chosen the music for the catwalk?" ”

"Huh? Do you want music? Chunjuan was stunned for a moment, she had never participated in such a competition before, so she had no experience at all, and Ling Yufeng was also the first time she had encountered such a thing, and she was also a layman, so she didn't think of this idea.

Anne is a veteran, and she often participates in various activities organized internally in heaven and earth, so she is very familiar with this aspect, and finds that Chunjuan is not prepared, she comforts: "It's okay, I'll prepare music for you, and you can keep up with the rhythm of the music when the time comes." ”

Chunjuan had no choice but to nod at this time.

"Thank you, Sister Anne."

Anne smiled, told Chunjuan, and went to the sound office to communicate with the sound controller.

When he came back, he brought Xiao Fang over and said, "Let Xiao Fang put on makeup for you first, and it depends on your performance when you play." ”

After Anne said this, Chunjuan suddenly began to get nervous, there was no tension before, but now it was all full of brains, and she couldn't even speak, so she could only let Xiaofang put on makeup for her.

At half past seven in the evening, the semi-finals started on time, the semi-finals were different from the auditions, the auditions were just in a small shed, which was equivalent to a one-on-one interview, and the semi-finals had an audience, it was in a multimedia hall on the fifth floor, and there were a hundred spectators sitting on the spot, and Ling Yufeng was sitting in it.

Chunjuan is the twelfth, the twelfth contestant, and the contestants in front of her have already shown their talents on the stage.

There are singing, violin, and dancing, basically every contestant has a unique skill, and they also won bursts of applause from the audience. Chunjuan watched the performances of those talented women backstage, and her heart became more and more nervous. When she came on stage for a while, she didn't have any talent, so she just walked a few steps on the stage, isn't it a shame.

Thinking of this, Chunjuan's face flushed, and her heart began to retreat a little. However, Anne has been standing by Chunjuan's side to support and encourage her, and Chunjuan's heart has calmed down a little.

The eyes fell on the stage again, and it was already the eighth contestant, No. 8 was very tall, and very thin, and his skin was also very white, not to mention his appearance, which belonged to Shanghaojia.

I saw her walk to the center of the stage, politely humble herself to the judges and the audience, and after introducing herself, she walked to the three-legged piano on the stage, and the talent show of the number eight was a solo piano.

After sitting down, he raised his hands and put them on the keys very softly, and the sound of the piano was playing.

Chunjuan's favorite piano song is the wedding in her dreams, as soon as No. 8 plays this tune, Chunjuan immediately revels in it, if only she could play this tune too. Chunjuan thinks this every time she hears about the wedding in her dreams, but unfortunately, she hasn't had such good conditions since she was a child.

No one in her village has a piano, not even an electronic piano, after all, in the rural family, such things with a strong artistic atmosphere are basically extinct, and the most important thing in the minds of rural people is a few acres and a few cents of land in the field.

Chunjuan grew up in the field since she was a child, and followed the adults to sow seeds, harvest or something, most of these crops Chunjuan will do, she remembers most clearly that when there was no harvesting machine in the village, every household would take a sickle to work in the field during the harvest season, and this work was done for a day. I feel tired at times, but I always feel fulfilled.

Suddenly, Chunjuan was a little nostalgic for the days of doing crop work, and her eyes also fantasized about the crops in her countryside with the stage, as if at this moment she could see that everyone in the village was busy working in the fields, but now there was no land at all in Longcheng, except for a few acres of land in the far suburbs, and she basically never saw the crops again in other places.

At this moment, a dream wedding actually made Chunjuan's thoughts drift to the village, and after playing the piano, Chunjuan returned to reality from her thoughts, and she also felt that she was really drunk. But to be honest, the wedding of the dream played on the eighth does feel very good, but I don't know if it is suitable for the stage of this beauty pageant.

Chunjuan paid attention to the reaction of the judges, Ding Cheng looked blank, as if he didn't feel the song just now, maybe Ding Cheng is not very good at music, Chunjuan thought in her heart.

Du Yunping seemed very engaged, as if he knew music very well, but his eyes betrayed him nakedly, because his eyes were fixed on No. 8's chest, and after looking at it for a while, he moved his gaze to No. 8's ass, and then his throat moved, obviously drowning a mouthful of saliva.

For Du Yunping's performance, Chunjuan seems to take this for granted, if he doesn't look at anything, then he is not the lustful Du Yunping.

No. 8 stood in the center of the stage, waiting for the judges to judge, Ding Cheng didn't speak, just tilted his head and looked at Du Yunping, as if signaling Du Yunping to make an evaluation, but Du Yunping's eyes hadn't moved away from No. 8's body, and it was estimated that his thoughts were still lingering with No. 8, so he didn't speak.

The scene suddenly quieted down, the judges didn't speak, of course the contestants were even more difficult to take the initiative to speak, the semi-finals were not hosted, only the staff worked part-time as supervisors, Xiaolin was next to the judges, and the atmosphere of this quiet occasion suddenly became embarrassing.

Xiao Lin leaned behind Ding Cheng and said softly, "It's time to talk about the evaluation." ”

Ding Cheng heard Xiaolin's reminder, and glanced at Du Yunping again, Du Yunping was still in YY, glanced at him disdainfully, expressed his contempt for him, and then coughed lightly twice before saying: "This song is really good, but it's a little simple, do you have any other talent shows?" ”