As if it had been agreed in advance, the people who participated in this dance tacitly surrounded Wen Yingheng in the center, leaving no space to walk off the stage at all.

Standing on the stage, the spotlight seems to be completely biased towards himself...... Wen Yingheng suddenly understood why Yoo Jimin loved the stage so much.

Feeling that something seemed to be growing in his chest, for a moment, Wen Yingheng thought for a moment, if he also went to be a trainee at that time......

Before this thought could go any further, the dense and rhythmic prelude to "Hard Carry" began to gradually occupy Moon Young-heng's head.

Although I don't remember the choreography of "Hard Carry" very clearly, fortunately, the people around me who participated in the dance were more skilled, and Professor Wen was completely in the mood, it took about thirty or forty seconds to get used to the rhythm, and the song happened to come to Wang Jiaer's chorus.

“Hard Carry A”

"Don't worry about tomorrow, today I just have to try to lead you"

“Hard Carry A”

“let it flow let it flow now”

The reason why the men's group dance is pleasing to the eye lies in its high-intensity movement rate and sense of power, and at the same time, it has extremely high requirements for the neatness of the group, and no link can be left behind.

But in this dance session, the big screen always focuses on Wen Yingheng personally, which well covers up the fragmentation of the entire stage.

Park Eun-ji subconsciously pursed his lips in the direction of the big screen and swallowed a mouthful of saliva under Hwang Jing-hee's gaze.

Hwang Jing-hee narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Park Eun-ji with some dissatisfaction, silently swearing.

"Oh, Eun Zhi, there are nearly 30,000 people watching this live broadcast room now......" Yin Xiu turned his phone slightly to show his best friend, but someone on the barrage soon urged Yin Xiu to re-aim the camera at the big screen.

Yin Xiu grinned awkwardly, and it was hard to say anything to complain about these people.

"It is a lifelong regret that I didn't get into Seoul National University."

"Is it too late to drop out of school and repeat your studies?"

"It is proposed to change the name to the 'Seoul National University Admissions Guide'."

At this time, Kim Ji-so, who had already come to the best shooting position, glanced down at the phone screen, and the interface was a chat room with Yoo Jimin.

The girl sent a message more than half an hour ago, saying that her company was temporarily unable to come to the scene.

So Kim Jisoo took out his mobile phone, and after simply recording a video that was completely focused on Moon Young-heng, he clicked and sent it to Yoo Ji-min, with the text below: "It's a pity that you didn't come, so I recorded a video for you (grinning)"

It took nearly twenty seconds for the circle on the video thumbnail to turn, and at the moment when it was successfully sent to the other party's mobile phone, Kim Jisoo inexplicably felt a little happy.

Although there were thousands of people at the scene, she vaguely felt that she was the only one in the audience.

"They can only sit in the audience seats and watch......

Kim Jisoo shook his head, there have always been such strange ideas popping up recently, trying to squeeze such thoughts out of his head, and Kim Jisoo, who has regained his calm mind, slowly and leisurely swayed back to his first row of golden seats.

And then I found out...... His seat has long been snatched away by sharp-eyed college students.

After silently complaining in his heart about the quality of contemporary college students, Kim Jisoo scolded and walked backstage, anyway...... That perspective must be exclusive to her, isn't it?

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Compared to "Hard Carry", the choreography of the next "Love Shot" is more challenging, and as soon as its prelude sounds, Moon Young-heng instantly understands why Jisoo asked him if he had heard "Love Shot".

“Na nanana nanananana”

“Oh oh oh oh oh”

“It's the love shot”

The Killing Part in Love Shot is a seemingly slow, but fast-paced action that challenges body coordination.

Although the man on the big screen has entered the state, there is still a little restraint and calmness in his eyes, and the combination of the black suit and the fishnet can be seen in the beautiful lines doing Wave, and the core muscles of the waist exert force, driving the shoulders and hips to shake rhythmically.

If in the past, EXO's stage was like a battle-hardened special forces firing at Park Eunji's heart with fierce firepower, but Moon Young-heng was more like a cold but a little arrogant killer, who accurately hit her point with a sniper rifle in a very distant place.

At this level, at such an age, even if you make your debut right away, it's no problem, right?

"Xiu, I seem to have been shot......" Park Eun-ji pulled his best friend Yoon so's arm and whispered.

Although most of her energy was focused on the stage, Hwang Jing-hee still heard Park Eun-ji's whisper and muttered in her direction: "You don't even know if anyone has a girlfriend......

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I don't know why, Yoo Jimin dreams a lot today, and after sleeping in bed for more than two hours, the fatigue is not reduced, but the more he sleeps, the more sleepy he becomes.

In a daze, she seemed to hear the continuous vibration of her mobile phone, and reached out to the lit screen in the darkness, and after confirming that it was Kim Jisoo who sent her another message, the sleepy Yoo Jimin continued to close her eyes - why rush to reply to Kim Jiso?

As soon as she closed her eyes, there was another vibration on her phone, and the girl impatiently turned off her phone, and then fell asleep contentedly.

And Ning Yizhuo, who was also woken up by the vibration of the mobile phone, pushed Liu Zhimin's hand on her away, and glanced at the screen before the mobile phone was turned off - the person who wrote the letter, but brother-in-law?

"Ernie ......" muttered quietly, and Ning Yizhuo even gently pushed Yoo Jimin's shoulder, but the captain slept very deeply, and after humming twice dissatisfiedly, he turned his back and continued to fall asleep.

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Wen Yingheng changed back to the suit he was more accustomed to wearing backstage, with rigorous, neat and close-fitting workmanship and an idol-like face...... In Huang Jingxi's words, it is a high-end cow and lang who can't cover 1 million yen for a night to go to Tokyo.

Glaring at Huang Jingxi who was about to go home dissatisfied, Wen Yingheng then took out his mobile phone and found Liu Zhimin in the top bar of the chat, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, and he didn't know how to talk to her for a long time.

Although the two had no plans to meet today, Wen Yingheng was theoretically able to spend his time freely.

But considering that he had to temporarily go to the year-end wine party formed by the leaders of the hospital in the evening, Wen Yingheng felt that he still needed to report to Yoo Jimin.

"Xiaowen, what else are you rubbing? Let's change our clothes and go. ”

"Professor Park, I'll be here soon."

Seeing that Yoo Jimin didn't reply for a long time, Wen Yingheng had no choice but to close his mobile phone, pick up his briefcase and walk out.

As soon as I went out, I saw Kim Jisoo standing next to Professor Jung Mi-so, talking and laughing, while looking in the direction of Moon Young-heng's side.

Kim Jisoo shook the key in his hand: "Drive your car or mine?" ”

Professor Wen: "Huh......? ”