First up is Group A.

Meng Muyue and others wore sexy black short skirts, enchanting and charming, standing on the stage and introducing themselves one by one.

At this time, there was a sudden hoarse sound from the audience.

"Mu Yue, don't be discouraged, it's your victory that no one can snatch away."

The show will not be broadcast until after the performance, and many fans still think that the last PK had an inside story, and Meng Muyue's group would lose, and they were indignant.

The camera pans to the judges' bench.

Moderator: "Both groups are highly anticipated, I wonder which group of mentors is more optimistic?" ”

The vocal and dance instructors stood aside, and then it was Fu Ziyu's turn.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he hesitated.

Although Su Jin's performance in the first two days was outstanding, Meng Muyue's group quickly regained the gap.

Fu Ziyu thought about it and gave an ambiguous answer: "It's comparable." ”

The host nodded, looking inquiringly at the silent man on the side.

Seeing that he didn't react, Fu Ziyu reminded softly: "Uncle......"

Fu Li suddenly came back to his senses and replied absentmindedly: "Just look at it." ”

The host smiled and gestured secretly.

The next second.

The lights are shining and the melodious music is gradually becoming clear......

Meng Muyue sang and danced well, and after a round of performances, she could hardly find any fault.

The atmosphere reached its peak tonight, and the screams came and went.

For everyone's fierce reaction, Meng Muyue and others were very satisfied.

When she stepped down, she deliberately glanced at Su Jin, her eyebrows wrapped in a bit of cold arrogance, and a light smile that didn't mean it.

Next, it was finally Group B, which was also the last stage of the night.

The little girls wore bewitching red dresses, wrapping their delicate figures, lining their skin more and more snow-white as jade.

Su Jin stood in the middle, surrounded by shining light, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Every move exudes a touching beauty.

The familiar music sounded faintly, and on the stage, everyone danced to the melody, and the movements had already been engraved in their bones.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

However, the unexpected happened.

Ning Nianyu opened his mouth and opened his mouth for the first sentence, but found that there was no sound in his ears, and he could only hear a faint accompaniment.

My heart chuckled, and even my singing voice trembled slightly.

At this time, a cold female voice sounded in her ears, softly, and sang with her.

As soon as Ning Nianyu raised his head, he met a pair of dark eyes, calm and calm.

The beating heart calmed down instantly, and he continued to sing.

Seeing that Su Jin directly removed the ear back, the others also followed suit.

Thanks to the repetition of the training over the course of seven days, they were able to sing and dance without any mistakes without a clear accompaniment.

Until near the end.

Two cannons rang out, releasing dry ice, and the stage became foggy, like a fairyland.

Red satin fell from the sky, and a petite body flashed like a shadow, and in the blink of an eye, it jumped into the air.

Su Jin clutched the red silk tightly with one hand, his soft body hung above, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

The head is slightly tilted, the eyelids are lowered, and the corners of the lips are hooked with a ruffian arc.

There is a domineering spirit that looks down on the audience.

At this point, the music stops abruptly.

There was silence all around, and everyone seemed to have forgotten their reactions, still immersed in the shock of that moment just now.

A few seconds passed.

"Ahh

"I can't do it anymore, my heart is beating so fast."

"This is the Queen, the real Queen!"