Rong Yuheng always felt that there was a faint threat in Wen Zewen's words, but he quickly rejected it in his heart - they had no grievances and no grudges, how could Wen Zewen target him?

Thinking of this, Rong Yuheng regained his spirits, put on the former's arm, and had a sincere attitude, "I will work hard."

"..." Wen Zewen suddenly had the illusion of bullying people.

The lights around the stage dimmed, leaving only a beam of light falling from the top of their heads and hit the two people embracing each other. Under the bright and innocent beam of light, you can even see the tiny dust floating and hovering.

They did not look at each other, both of them turned their heads in the same direction, and their chins slightly raised, as arrogant as a king patrolling the territory.

In the judges' seat, Jin Zhiyao couldn't help but lit up—

Two handsome men, so pleasing to the eye!

On the online video, the barrage was cleared for a few seconds, and everyone held their breath and waited for Wen Zewen's rare dance show.

This time there was Wen Zewen on the stage, and the backstage could no longer allow them to accompaniment themselves. As soon as the music sounded, a few beams of lights scattered from the middle to both sides.

At the same time, the two of them moved.

He closed his belly, took steps, and slid his legs. The lively and jumping background music reflected the two sharp figures on the stage. Wen Zewen's steps were very steady, his eyes were unstoppable, and he turned back his shoulders and had a calmness, and he jumped out of a sense of advancedness.

On the other hand, Rong Yuheng, after having the background music, seemed to have given wings to his dream, and his whole body floated with his soul...

His "floating" is really the physical "floating".

No matter how steady and calm Wen Zewen was, Rong Yuheng could press his arm to jump and swell on his side, and even put his legs on the latter's waist and rotate around his body.

Qiao Tan, “Hahahahahaha!!!”

Qiao Tan felt that although Wen Zewen looked serious, he was very kind-hearted and didn't throw Rong Yuheng out like this.

After a moment of silence, the barrage also seemed to have erupted:

"Hahahahahahahahahaha I'm laughing!"

"I was jealous of this contestant, but now I choose to sympathize with Wen Zefu!"

"Hahahahahaha the key is that they both dance their own, and they are drunk even if they both dance so seriously..."

"My Brother Wen has been clearing his innocence for more than 20 years and has since then he has black material/doge..."

After a song, Wen Zefeng held Rong Yuheng's back waist, and the latter fell obediently and pointed one leg high above!

The pose was set for three seconds, and the performance ended. Wen Zewen raised his palm and Rong Yuheng took advantage of the force to support him. The two stood there, their chests fluctuated slightly, and they both breathed a little.

Rong Yuheng's breathing was mainly exhausted. He rotated, jumped, and surrounded the human body, which consumed too much physical strength.

Wen Zewen is different, he is mainly clamped.

Rong Yuheng's legs were pinched against his waist and turned around. If he hadn't had his physical strength, he would have lost his breathing at this time.

Song Tang was the first to applaud, "Excellent..." He couldn't help laughing after he said that, and then he restrained his expression with a reserved look, "Thank you, Teacher Wen, and thank you, contestant No. 13, Rong Yuheng. Please step down and rest."

Wen Zewen nodded, and was about to take a step when he saw the young man beside him bowing to him, his eyes full of admiration.

"Teacher Wen is very physically strong, and he is really excited to dance!"

Qiao Tan was not worried about the big deal when he saw the fun and joked, "Teacher Wen is no older than you children, but he just became famous earlier."

Jin Zhiyao was inexplicably connoted by the phrase "good physical strength" and smiled alone with his lips pursed.

The scene shot just happened to scan her, and the barrage was filled with joy:

"Sister Jin's smile is my smile now."

"It seems that more than I think the saying "good physical strength" is bad. This player is really funny tmd..."

However, neither party noticed anything. After Rong Yuheng stepped down, he returned to the hall where he had been waiting. As soon as he came out, almost half of the contestants in the hall turned their attention to him.

Zou Yi ran over with a shocked look on his hat, "You...you and the actor jumped into a tango!"

Rong Yuheng took the hat and thanked him, and asked again, "How do you know?"

"After you go up, I will turn on my phone to watch the live broadcast. Damn... you are really awesome."

Rong Yuheng received the praise and reciprocated his favor, "Fortunately, you are awesome to grab the ground with your head."

Zou Yi reluctantly resisted his complaints about the former's words, shook his head and explained, "This is not the same awesome, I am technical, you are..." He searched the words in his mind.

“Destructive.”

“………”

After confirming that he passed the primary election, there was no need for Rong Yuheng to stay here and wait for the result. After saying goodbye to Zou Yi, he returned to his temporary residence - the villa of his dog friend Lu Mingxuan.

Lu Mingxuan was waiting at the gate early. When he saw Rong Yuheng shouting, he rushed up and saw a thunder hammer.

"Damn, you can actually dance tango! You dare to dance tango! You dare to dance tango with Wen Zeju!"

Rong Yuheng looked at Lu Mingxuan helplessly and beat him wildly, as if he was tolerating a mentally retarded person.

After the latter had vented enough, the two calmed down and communicated within the human category.

Lu Mingxuan led Rong Yuheng into the house, "When did you learn tango? My friend hasn't seen you perform for us in so many years."

Rong Yuheng was silent for two seconds, "Why should I perform such a thing for you?"

"……Too."

Rong Yuheng took off his shirt as he entered the living room. His beautiful shoulder blades shook twice, and the exposed back was smooth and flexible.

"It's too hot, I'll take a shower first."

"You go, I ordered takeout, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Don't be too dry, I'm thirsty."

"become."

After a while, Rong Yuheng took a shower and changed his clothes. The two of them had taken out for takeout together. Lu Mingxuan collapsed on the sofa and searched for information on auditions.

"You are really lucky. You happened to meet Wen Zewen who came to deliver his phone and danced Duanwu with him. Now it's spread on Weibo."

Rong Yuheng's expression was shy, but his eyes were filled with shamelessness, "It's okay, it's all right."

Lu Mingxuan closed his eyes hard, not wanting to see his face, "You haven't said when you learned tango and can sing bel canto."

"When I was studying abroad, I was taught in music classes." Rong Yuheng felt tired when he talked about this. "I am really a Buddha. Our school is too strict. It is impossible to get rid of professional courses or elective courses. I chose Tango and Bel Canto because I was unpopular and thought I could skip classes."

"Little idiot, it's easy to escape if there are many popular classes."

Rong Yuheng drooped his head and wiped his tears, complaining, "I'm still too simple..."

After passing the first test, a text message was sent to notify you the next day.

In the second round of assessment, all contestants who passed the preliminary round must participate in a two-month training camp, and will continue to be eliminated and selected during the training camp.

"At least you don't have to worry about accommodation." Rong Yuheng turned his head and said to Lu Mingxuan, "I will set off for City C in three days, and the next time I meet is two months later."

Lu Mingxuan came over to see the information, "Isn't two months a total time?"

Rong Yuheng felt that Lu Mingxuan really didn't understand him. He wasted his friends' years, but he was not willing to give up even such a little confidence. He was really stingy.

"I'm not eliminated."

"Rong Yuheng." Lu Mingxuan suddenly shouted seriously.

Rong Yuheng looked up at him, "Hmm?"

"Wen Zefu's arm strength is very good, right?"

"What?"

"A tango will make you float to this day."

“…”

Rong Yuheng felt tired and didn't love her. Not only did this grandson not believe in himself, but also made personal attacks. He was too lazy to explain, so he turned around to pack his luggage and prepared to go to the training camp in a few days.

After the first primary election, Rong Yuheng had a small wave of fans who were attracted by him online.

After all, an artist with high appearance and funny appearance is really a treasure in the entertainment industry, not to mention that he is brave enough to dare to slid the movie emperor's waist.

"You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers." Lu Mingxuan couldn't stand the loneliness. Rong Yuheng ignored him. He could make a whispering voice alone, "You dare to be on the same stage as Wen Zewen, and aren't you afraid of being torn apart by his fans?"

Rong Yuheng sighed, "This is a society ruled by law."

At most, it's just a verbal criticism.

As Lu Mingxuan said, the power of the fan club should not be underestimated with top traffic like Wen Zewen.

However, unexpectedly, Wen Zewen was forced to open business this time. Except for some people who whispered "Will you take advantage of our Brother Wen's popularity on the 13th?", the other fans' reactions were unexpectedly good, and some even publicly thanked Rong Yuheng.

"If it weren't for this brother, I would never have seen the beautiful scene of our brother dancing to tango in my life."

"Although Brother Feng didn't tilt his butt, I imagined that scene. I was laughed, thank you."

"There is no need for conspiracy theory. Most of the auditions were conducted, and many people began to feel aesthetically tired. At this time, there was a burst of light. Teacher Qiao proposed to the same stage to adjust the atmosphere."

Then some people from several major fan groups spoke up for reminding them.

"Don't attack amateur players! We must maintain the status of a high-quality fan club in the entertainment industry. If the other party does not make any mistakes, don't lead the rhythm, otherwise it will be a slander for Brother Feng."

"It's right. The little brother on No. 13 is quite cute. We can praise it and scold it, so as not to others say that we are small."
To be continued...