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Chapter 157 The Desperate Fang Yiren
Dou Jiajia's eyes turned red in an instant, and tears flowed from crying. The surrounding players were infected, and their noses were sore, and they almost shed tears.

"Thank you, thank you for giving me this opportunity, I didn't expect to form a group during the rehearsal, so my mind is blank now, I don't know what to say, thank you, thank you..."

The expectations all along came true. Although Dou Jiajia was incoherent, she was relieved. All the pressure was let go at this moment, and the tears on her face couldn't stop flowing down, crying pear blossoms with rain.

She kept bowing to the audience seats, player seats, and mentor seats.

The instructors were also a little emotional, and Jiang Lingsu shed tears emotionally.

"Congratulations to Dou Jiajia! Please step onto the throne that belongs to you!"

Under the explanation of the host Huang Wensong, Dou Jiajia bowed step by step in the majestic music, walked the long flower road, and finally climbed to the top of the pyramid and took her own seat.

That location, shining brightly, exudes a different charm.

All the girls looked up with tears in their eyes.

Soon, No.7, No.6, and No.5 players in the group were exposed one by one.

They are Zheng Min'er, Chang Jun, and Ju Nianzhi.

Among the three, the most worthy of people's attention is Chang Jun.

You know, Chang Jun has been staying around No.10 before, but in this finals, the number of likes has achieved a temporary overtake. From the original data of about 1000 million likes, it directly rose to about 9000 million likes , is really surprising.

Even the parties were shocked.

The luck came too suddenly. Chang Jun, who was originally in the danger zone, never expected to rise to the sixth awn in the end, which caught her off guard.

Zheng Miner played steadily, and she, who has been ranked eighth, took a small step forward and got the seventh place.

As for Ju Nianzhi, he got his wish, ranked fifth, and received infinitely close to [-] million likes, only tens of thousands more likes than Chang Jun.

Finally, it is the last place in the first round list, No.4.

All eyes were on Yu Xiaoxi and Zhu Xiyu.

These two people are the brightest and most outstanding existences in the two camps of Xie Yuxun and Liao Meiyun respectively.

At the same time, the rankings of the two are also extremely close.

Third, or fourth?
Yu Xiaoxi and Zhu Xiyu looked at each other, both showing flowery smiles.

"Next, I will announce the No.4 player!"

Instructor Yan looked at the letter in her hand and read: "She has received a total of 940 likes!"

The audience burst into warm applause.

"She is good at singing and dancing. She has been in class A since the first day she entered the training camp, and she has never dropped out of the top 11!"

In the midst of everyone's attention, Yan raised her head in a whisper and said, "She is——Yu Xiaoxi."

Yu Xiaoxi was dumbfounded, she couldn't tell whether she was going to cry or laugh from the expression on her face.

It wasn't until the applause resounded throughout the audience that she came back to her senses and showed a "surprised" smile. After embracing Zhu Xiyu and others, she stood in front of the stage and kept expressing her thanks.

It's just that under this excited surface, there is a restless heart hidden.

fourth?

How could it be the fourth?

Yu Xiaoxi, who has always stayed in the third position and never fell down, perfectly interpreted the true meaning of the phrase "smiling on the face, MMP in the heart".

"You are third!"

Behind, Liao Meiyun hugged Zhu Xiyu's shoulders, took her little hand, and blinked: "Congratulations!"

Zhu Xiyu showed a shy look, "The result hasn't been announced yet, don't talk nonsense."

"We'll find out later!" Liao Meiyun comforted.

After delivering his testimonials, Yu Xiaoxi also walked the long flower road step by step and sat on the throne of the pyramid.

At the same time, the mentors also completed their tasks and returned to the mentor seat.

"Okay, the first round of group formation list is over! Next is the second round of group formation list. This list represents sweat and hard work. There are three places in it, nine to eleven, and ten One is a very special number, one step further to form a group, one step back to leave."

Chen Ke'er smiled and said: "And this list will be announced by a heavyweight guest on stage. Now, let us invite—the famous director, Zhang Yichi!"

Zhang Yichi with a big beard came to the stage. After some interaction, he picked up the envelope in his hand, opened it, and asked, "Which idea should I come from?"

"You do what you want, you do what you want!"

Huang Wensong and Chen Ke'er said hurriedly.

Zhang Yichi nodded and said: "Okay, let me announce No.11 first! She has received a total of 730 and 810 likes, and her name is—"

The girls who hadn't yet formed a group all nervously clenched their hands, and their eyes almost revealed the light of expectation.

Among the crowd, Fang Yiren kept biting her fingernails, her eyes were wide open and bloodshot.

Before today, the best ranking she ever got was No.18.

And just now, the host told her that as of six o'clock tonight, her ranking had been continuously surpassed, and she was fixed at eleventh.

So, from six o'clock to eight o'clock, in just two hours, will the ranking change?
Fang Yiren's heart was pounding and her eyes were frighteningly red.

She didn't dare to hope for a higher ranking.

Because judging from her current performance, she is either No. 11 or lost.

"Her name is Feng Qiqi!"

When Zhang Yichi said this name, Feng Qiqi and Fang Yiren fell to the ground almost at the same time.

One is surprise and the other is despair.

Everyone hurried forward to help.

"Thank you, thank you Director Zhang, thank you mentors, thank you fans who support me, thank you, thank you!"

Feng Qiqi was incoherent with excitement, and kept thanking the people present.

Fang Yiren, on the other hand, seemed to have lost her soul. After no one helped her up, she just stood there blankly.

After Feng Qiqi joined the pyramid, Zhang Yichi announced another name: "No.10, she received a total of 460 likes, and her name is Yang Ziqi."

Yang Ziqi, who has been hovering around No.11, took a deep breath, smiled, and bowed down amidst applause and screams, to express her gratitude to everyone.

So far, seven of the eleven group quotas have been issued.

The top three and No.9 are left, which have not yet been released.

And when Yang Ziqi delivered her team formation speech, almost all the contestants behind her showed the same despair as Fang Yiren.

They didn't even dare to think about the first three.

That was the battlefield where Liao Meiyun, Xie Yuxun, and Zhu Xiyu competed.

Therefore, there is only one seat left in the group.

In the end, Zhang Yichi lowered his head and read out the last place: "No.9, she received a total of 730 likes, and her name is Fang Yiren."

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