Bai Shengjie couldn't say anything about Gu Weicheng, so he simply ignored him.

"I remember that your opponents are very strong. The C position in their group is Tang Zhen, and also our class A." Gu Weicheng continued, "Tang Zhen's strength is much stronger than Ji Zeyu, and you have a low chance of winning."

Listening to Gu Weicheng's words, Bai Shengjie finally managed to build up a little confidence and was defeated again. He said bitterly: "You are so annoying, I don't even think about PK, you still mention it."

From Bai Shengjie's point of view, although Ji Zeyu showed good leadership skills today, he definitely couldn't compare to Tang Zhen on the stage, and their team's PK chances of winning are indeed not great.

Gu Weicheng shook his head and said, "Who asked you to go to Ji Zeyu's group, ask yourself for more happiness."

"Look At Me Now" is divided into group AB, Tang Zhen group is group A, Ji Zeyu group is group B, almost everyone thinks group B is cannon fodder group, even if the team members including Bai Shengjie and others are not bad, But as long as Ji Zeyu is there, it is impossible for Group B to win.

But Ji Zeyu doesn't think so.

He found a special time to observe the situation of Group A and found that their overall strength was not stronger than that of Group B. The only thing he worries about is whether his current black state will affect the audience's vote.

Tang Zhen felt funny when he saw Ji Zeyu coming to "steal his teacher", but he didn't drive people away, after all, no one would regard Ji Zeyu as an opponent. How can someone who can't dance well to the theme song dance well in such a difficult song?

Out of politeness, Tang Zhen still said to Ji Zeyu, "How is your group practicing?" During the conversation, other people's eyes also came to look at them, and they all showed a gesture of concern, but this concern was obviously a bit of schadenfreude. .

"It's okay." Ji Zeyu said, "It's about the same as you."

Tang Zhen almost laughed out loud, but he held back, after all, there were cameras all around him. He said to Ji Zeyu, "Really, then it seems that we have to work harder."

"Come on." Ji Zeyu made a cheering gesture for them.

After Ji Zeyu left, Tang Zhen pouted, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and his teammates laughed lightly. If it wasn't for the microphone still on, they really wanted to say: Ji Zeyu's face is really big.

Before the performance, Ji Zeyu devoted himself to the practice.

The "Star Trek" program group has prepared many dance studios for the contestants, and all of them are open 24 hours a day.

Every night, Ji Zeyu would find a dance room with no people, put on a peaked cap, lower the brim of his hat, immerse himself in the sound of music, and repeat the dance moves of the performance piece over and over again.

He likes to wear a hat to practice dancing, which is a habit he developed as a trainee in his previous life. Because he had no friends in the company at that time, and he was not good at communication. Wearing a peaked cap and pulling down the brim of the hat could block his face, avoid contact with other people's eyes, and give him enough sense of security.

Although Ji Zeyu mocked himself as an aircraft carrier, he mastered the dance faster than anyone in the group. It took Wan Taki and the others three days to become familiar with the complex movements, and he only needed to practice them twenty times to engrave them in his mind.

Ji Zeyu has participated in many shows that are more difficult than "The Shining Stars", and his business ability has been cultivated little by little in the corners that the show can't see, and he has not taken any shortcuts.

Twelve o'clock at night.

The lights in the dance studio went out one by one, and several students in Ji Zeyu's dance studio also left one after another.

Before leaving, someone glanced at Ji Zeyu and whispered, "Who is that person? He's still practicing even if he dances so well."

"Looking at the clothes, it's from class B... I guess it's a lot of pressure."

Fortunately, Ji Zeyu covered most of his face with the brim of his hat, otherwise the group of people would definitely drop their jaws.

half past twelve.

Lu Nanyun danced the hardest part in front of the mirror in the dance studio. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, the expression on his face relaxed.

Lu Nanyun knew that he was currently ranked second, but this didn't make him happy at all.

Since childhood, Lu Nanyun has always been a good student in the teacher's mouth and a good boy in the eyes of his neighbors. After the college entrance examination, his mother died unexpectedly. He was taken back to the Lu family, but after he was admitted to a famous university, he decided to sign with Chennan Entertainment and participate in "Star Journey" shine".

Lu Nanyun made this decision because his mother was a famous dancer, and he hoped that he could inherit the moment when his mother shined on the stage.

However, this decision is not understood by the Lu family. In addition, he is an illegitimate child. The family has a very bad attitude towards him and is almost in a state of cutting off contact.

Lu Nanyun was full of energy in his heart. He practiced frantically every day before the game. He was a blockbuster in the initial rating, and his Weibo fans soared by hundreds of thousands in one day.

However, the Lu family was not satisfied with this.

Fans screamed at Lu Nanyun's cool dancing, but few people knew how much he paid for it.

Glancing at the empty dance studio, Lu Nanyun picked up a white towel to wipe off his sweat and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

Since participating in the show, Lu Nanyun's training time has been one of the best, and every time he finishes, basically no one is practicing.

But today seems a little different.

There is a dance classroom not far away with the lights on, and there is a faint sound of music.

Lu Nanyun thought to himself that there were less than three days left until the performance, and they were still practicing so late. They were probably members of Class F. They needed to put in more effort in comparison.

When passing by the door of the dance studio, Lu Nanyun glanced inside casually, but his eyes suddenly stopped.

In the center of the dance studio, a tall and thin teenager was wearing class B clothes and a black peaked cap with a low brim, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

He swayed his body lightly with the music and blended with the rhythm. His body lines were smooth and beautiful, without any unnecessary movements. It seemed simple but very eye-catching.

Lu Nanyun's attention was attracted, and he didn't regain his senses until the end of the music. He was secretly surprised: There are people with such strong dancing skills in class B, how come he has no impression at all?