Chapter Twenty-Seven: Not True

Night is quietly falling, the stage lights have begun to flicker, and there are too many people who participate and those who do not participate in the competition, and more people who join in the fun.

Liang Xue and I sat quietly under the stage, waiting for Zhao Jun to take the stage more than ten seconds later.

Soon, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Jun appeared under the suddenly lit flash.

With his back to the audience, he wore a black hip-hop trench coat with a huge hat covering his head, and he looked like a masked man full of mystery.

The music suddenly sounded, Zhao Jun still had his back to the audience, and the song was the melody of Korean music.

I can't tell what the song is, but the rhythm is strong enough to make people dance along.

We see Zhao Jun's body and the rhythm of the music begin to move like a robot, and slowly he turns to face the audience.

Zhao Jun turned around, the brim of his hat covering half of his face, but the two dimples were still looming, as well as his sexy lips.

At this moment, the audience resounded with a scream.

The accompaniment of Zhao Jun's opening dance is an electronic sound, which mobilizes the atmosphere of the audience from the first tens of seconds.

I suddenly felt that he was really an unpredictable person, and he usually showed us the appearance of a decent son, but now he has a cynical ghost tone. What kind of potential does he have, or what kind of story does he have to have such a personality charm, which makes the gentle Jiang Yun crazy for him, and the indisputable Liang Xue obsessed with his aura.

I turned my head to look at Liang Xue beside me and pushed her hard, obviously my action frightened her, she was so fascinated by it.

Liang Xue glared at me fiercely and said, "What are you doing!" Scared the hell out of me! ”

"Do you know where Jiang Yun went? Will she also be on the scene, Zhao Jun has such a big performance, she shouldn't not come. ”

"I don't know! I should take a peek in some corner! Haven't you heard? After she returned the black umbrella to Zhao Jun for you that day, she was sullen again, as if Zhao Jun had opened it up with her, saying that there was no possibility of being together. ”

After listening to Liang Xue's words, I looked around, trying to find Jiang Yun's figure, but it was too dark and there were too many people around, and I couldn't see the people around me clearly.

I suddenly felt that Jiang Yun was too small, this was the case in the crowd, and even more so in front of Zhao Jun, she always played a weak role, a role that was crazy for love, a role that hit a stone with an egg, I felt sorry for her wishful thinking, but I couldn't do anything about it.

Zhao Jun's opening dance ended, the lights gradually dimmed, and after another burst of cheers from the audience, he finally regained some calm.

When the cheers of the audience gradually subsided, suddenly, a "Zhao Jun I love you" came from the crowd, the voice was sharp and powerful but somewhat tearing throat.

After hearing the voice, everyone turned their heads together and looked at the person who had made the voice. Vaguely, I seemed to see Jiang Yun's thin body standing in the crowd, and a little trembling.

Of course, the audience didn't care much about this "Zhao Jun, I love you". In their eyes, this is just a small uproar.

But Liang Xue and I looked at each other at this moment, and then sighed deeply at the same time. Because we know Jiang Yun too well, we pity her and feel sorry for her.

Soon, the top 10 contestants all successfully completed their dances, and I watched every contestant who stepped off the stage with red faces, all of them looking like they had unloaded their burdens, and they were relaxed from the inside out.

I nervously played with the number 15 number plate in my hand, seeing that the game would soon be my turn, followed by the Latin dance of Zhu Yang and Li Yue on the 17th.

I don't have the determination to win, but it's good for me to have the opportunity to be on stage.

I took off my coat, stretched my muscles, and prepared to go backstage.

But at this moment, the mobile phone still rang unexpectedly.

I turned on my phone, it was Fang Wenke's phone, presumably he must have wanted to cheer me on, even if he was drunk.

However, not always things go smoothly in this world.