Surprised by Jin Ze's personal ability, Qi Ziyuan's mood did not feel relaxed because of this, but his worried mood took over.

Qi Ziyuan can say with certainty that with Jin Ze's singing and creative ability, as long as he doesn't make any low-level mistakes, he can easily advance in the battle of the promotion round, not to mention the extra points in appearance.

Worry is worried about his personality, the other party's character may offend many people, it is conceivable that these enthusiastic children will definitely come to Jin Ze to call brothers and sisters after this competition, trying to warm up the relationship, and the same promotion players will inevitably have a little pride of their own, if at this time because Jin Ze ignores people and misunderstands him 'playing big names and pretending to be cool and cold', further gang up to isolate him, and it will be troublesome to set Jin Ze in some things.

It's not to maliciously speculate on others, but to take precautions, this draft is not the first time Qi Ziyuan has participated in it, isolation and suppression will occur every time, without exception, he has seen too many such things, and he doesn't want this kind of thing to happen to Jin Ze.

Qi Ziyuan in the audience has already begun to think about countermeasures, and Dong Ge and the other two mentors on the stage have issued very high evaluations, and Jin Ze has undoubtedly become the tenth player to directly advance.

There's nothing left to do after the promotion, all you need to do is wait silently in the background, waiting for the recording to end and participate in a group appearance.

Watching the other party bow and leave, Qi Ziyuan didn't rush to the backstage to find him, sat in his position and changed his posture, he was ready to insist on watching the second round of the game, choosing the same song to compete can better see the gap between each other, maybe he can also find the good seedlings missed in the first round.

The host returned to the stage at this time, holding the hand card and skillfully reciting a string of thanks, "I believe that the contestants are somewhat tired after the first round of competition, let our contestants take a break backstage first, and then, let's set aside the stage to welcome our warm-up celebrities who are airborne tonight————"

The audience began to boil faintly, and a strange tune sounded melodiously, like a moan from the depths of hell, and those who listened to it got goosebumps but couldn't help but be attracted to it.

In an instant, a name was engraved in the heads of all the audience - Luo Ziwen.

"Let us greet our airborne guests with warm cheers, Luo Zi - Wen ——!" The host was also full of energy, holding the microphone and raising his head and shouting.

"Ziwen! Azusa! Azusa! ”

The shouting was better than when the host was warming up the competition before, and the shouting shook Qi Ziyuan's ears with a "buzzing" sound, and his head was even more chaotic.

Born with an urge to escape from here, Qi Ziyuan wanted to get up, and just stood up tremblingly, but he was accidentally hit by the arm waved by the excited girl on the side, and his body shook twice and fell back into the seat, and when he wanted to get up and leave, it was already too late.

"Shhhh

The big screen that was originally closed suddenly appeared on the picture, it was a man with an evil face, some baby-faced appearance made people can't guess his age, he looked extremely immature, his fingers touched his lips, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing sharp teeth on both sides, and the tip of his red tongue licked his lips, "Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

As soon as the picture on the big screen turned, it was pitch black, and the red petals of the demon Ye fell one after another, and then the red petals began to fall in the center of the stage, and the audience instantly fell silent.

The buzz of the stage elevator sounded, holding up a figure dressed in black and slowly coming up, with his back to everyone under the stage, a black pointed demon tail falling behind his low-waisted black pants, a pair of huge demon wings behind his back, and a pair of pointed demon horns stuck on his head, completely restoring the appearance in the picture, like Mr. Demon who suddenly came out of the big screen.

Holding his breath, this 'demon' Luo Ziwen held a microphone and sang softly to the rhythm of the music.

is different from that slightly immature appearance, Luo Ziwen's pronunciation and pronunciation are as soft as whispering in people's ears, with a sense of temptation, and the ears of those who listen to it are a little itchy.

After all, he has been professionally trained and taught, he knows very well how to firmly grasp the hearts of the audience, every move is just right, and the tail and wings tremble slightly when he turns around, which makes people feel that he is really the incarnation of the devil.

Qi Ziyuan felt his heart beating wildly, it was not because of excitement or joy, but a feeling of being on the verge of suffocation, and he couldn't bear it.

The cat bent over and whispered to the people around her, "Sorry, excuse me," as she slipped past the empty seats in front of the first row.

The people on the stage were still singing, and every word sounded like an invisible spell in his ears, restrained him, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Seeing that he was about to walk to the door, Qi Ziyuan's bending forward movement suddenly stopped, and he suddenly shuddered.

I don't know if it was because of his nervous emotions at the moment that he hallucinated, but at the moment just now, he felt a gaze, a gaze cast from the stage, firmly locked on him.

It was not clear whether the other party had seen him Qi Ziyuan or not, but even if he didn't look back, he could be sure from the direction of the voice, and the other party must have turned his head to look over here.

Burying his head lower, the cat's waist left faster, and he had no intention of looking back, giving him fear of a real confrontation with the other party.

Praying that the other party would not recognize him in the dim light, Qi Ziyuan ran out of the studio hall, only to feel that his previous sight had disappeared.

The boulder that was pressed in his heart finally landed, straightened up and took a deep breath, Qi Ziyuan did not go to the lounge to see Jin Ze, but walked towards the bathroom, wanting to find an unmanned cubicle to calm down.

Coincidentally, when he pushed the door in, he was pretending to be full with Jin Ze.

"Ah...... Jin Ze, you're here too...... Coincidentally...... "His head was still immersed in just now, and Qi Ziyuan said a strange greeting that he didn't even know what it was.

Jin Ze's reaction to this was to frown, look at him like a fool, and directly reach out and try to probe his forehead.

Realizing what the other party wanted to do, Qi Ziyuan directly retreated and dodged and stretched out his hand to block his face, but was grabbed by the other party with his other hand, and he was directly imprisoned and unable to move.

The palm that reached out finally landed on his forehead.

Jin Ze stretched out his hand to measure his forehead, and compared the temperature of his forehead, "Normal." ”

"I don't have a fever." His cheeks began to flush and become hot because of this intimate contact, Qi Ziyuan broke free twice but didn't break free, and coughed awkwardly, "Jin Ze, you let go of me first." ”

The other party continued to stare at his face as if he didn't hear it, and after a moment, the hand touching his forehead began to slide, touching his cheek.

"It's hot." Jin Ze bluntly expressed his feelings.

"Let go of me, Jin Ze."

Jin Ze's hands were very cold, and they were very comfortable on his cheeks, but they didn't have any ice to stop the heat, but instead made his cheeks even hotter.

If this kind of intimate contact continues, Qi Ziyuan even has to wonder if his facial capillaries will rupture and blood will splatter on the spot.

"It's really hot." didn't know at all that he was the culprit who caused Qi Ziyuan's facial congestion, and Jin Ze was still there to evaluate himself.

"It's just that it's too hot." His face did not change, and his heart did not beat.

Cast him a suspicious look, Jin Ze finally let go, the cold touch disappeared, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the other party's hand continued to go down, directly pinched the thin sweater he put on his body, and gently pulled, "It's hot?" ”

"Maybe it's too much heating here." Qi Ziyuan, who was exposed, pretended to be calm, and pretended to reach out and fan his cheek.

Finally completely freed from the other party's pull, Qi Ziyuan stepped back and distanced himself from him, "I'll go first to make it easier, Jin Ze, go back to the lounge quickly." With that, he ran towards the cubicle.

Close the door, lock it, and sit on the toilet seat.

Qi Ziyuan didn't want to be on the tuba, the only reason why he came to the cubicle was that he didn't know how to face Jin Ze at this time, and he needed to find an independent space to calm down.

Bending over, holding his hot cheeks with both hands, and listening to the movement outside, after a long time, he heard the sound of "clicking" the door closing, presumably Jin Ze had left.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he continued to meditate for a while, and the heat on Qi Ziyuan's face faded little by little.

Regaining his calm, Qi Ziyuan got up from the toilet lid, symbolically pressed the flush button, pushed the door and walked out, and when he looked up, he actually saw the person who should have left the bathroom again.

"Jin, Jin Ze?" Footsteps stopped, half of the body leaned out and shrank back a little, and the door panel of the compartment that had only been pushed open half of it didn't continue to be pushed open, if it wasn't for reason telling him to calm down, he might have retracted into the compartment again in the next second, "Why are you still there......"

"Waiting for you." Jin Ze replied calmly.

He did hear the sound of the door opening and closing just now, otherwise he wouldn't have run out, it couldn't be that Jin Ze was deliberately opening and closing the door to lure him out, right? No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like someone who would do that.

"Let's go?" Jin Ze saw that he didn't reply for a long time, so he asked again.

Seeing the other party's appearance, he was determined to wait for him to leave together, Qi Ziyuan simply pushed open the remaining door panel and walked out, there was nothing to be pretentious, "Let's go." ”

Reaching out to pull the door, before he touched the doorknob, the door was pushed open from the outside, if it wasn't for Jin Ze's quick eyes to protect him, the door that was pushed open might have collided with him straight.

In a hurry just now, Jin Ze grabbed his shoulders and took him away, and at this time he was still in that posture, looking down at him, silently asking if he was injured.

"I'm fine, thank you." Shake your head and break free from the other person's embrace.

Looking at the door, the person who pushed the door earlier had also entered, and was staring at him, "Ziyuan, I finally found you." ”