The black-hearted boss has dropped his vest again

Chapter 145 You hit it yourself
"You want to go on stage naked?" Shi Shuyang asked back.

"You—" Su Jue choked, gave her a hard look, and took the clothes to change.

Xi Yanchu who was originally appreciative at the back also turned dark when he heard the words.

Hooligan nature, really is a dog can't change eating shit.

Standing up and walking over, he put his hands in his pockets, looking superior.

"Not bad, I really didn't see that you can also design clothes."

"Is this considered design?" Shi Shuyang rolled his eyes at him, "Anyone can do a good job of doing it."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand at him, and walked out without waiting for Su Jue to come out.

It's almost 09:30, and she has to change costumes and make up quickly.

Xi Yanchu looked at her back, with deep interest in those obsidian-like eyes.

This person seems to always give him unexpected surprises.

When Su Jue came out, he didn't see Shi Shuyang, his slightly calm face turned dark again in an instant.

But when Du Fen and the others saw her outfit, their eyes lit up.

When they first saw the finished product, they were not satisfied, but they did not expect the upper body effect to be so good.

Su Jue usually has a hobby of fitness, and his six-pack abs are looming, full of temptation.

The fashionable transparent material coat, coupled with his outfit and makeup, is wild and cool.

"That girl is really a genius. All this can make her think that if she didn't know that you don't know each other, she would think that her design was tailor-made for you."

Du Fen was very happy when the issue of costumes was settled, and patted Su Jue on the shoulder: "Perform well later, I like you very much."

Su Jue nodded, his eyes fell on the door, and his eyes gradually became darker.

You bumped into my hand yourself!

……

The scene is a ф-shaped stage, entering from the middle platform, and the competition area is divided into two small stages on the left and right.

Every time two groups compete against each other, the winning group will get 10 votes for each teammate in addition to the votes of the audience.

There were not many votes, but everyone stood on stage for one word - to win!

There are two tutor seats on the left and right, and the direction where your tutor sits is the position of the class competition area.

Nine fifty.

Bailang is already in the hot field, Zhuo Feiyun and Ke Donglin are sitting in the competition area on the left, and Meng Lang and Du Fen are sitting in the competition area on the right.

Even if they fought to the death in private, on the court, the few people still talked and laughed lively, and occasionally cooperated with Bailang to enliven the atmosphere.

Except for Meng Lang, who had lost a general, the other three were in a good mood.

The backstage can see the situation ahead through the big screen, the scene is very lively, screaming louder and louder.

After Bailang routinely introduced the four tutors, he also started to get down to business.

"So now our four mentors, have you decided who will appear first?"

Zhuo Feiyun immediately raised his hand and said with a smile, "I think they should let the vocal class go first."

"why?"

Bailang is dressed very trendy today, but he still hasn't abandoned his favorite pink.

Don't look at the clothes turning white, she stayed up late last night to dye her hair pink.

To use a vulgar word, that is how handsome the thief is!
So flamboyant and handsome!

Ke Donglin next to Zhuo Feiyun pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked the same question, "Yes, why did our vocal class go first?"

"There are so many people in your vocal music class, let's mix it up, shall we?"

Zhuo Feiyun spread his hands helplessly, "Their vocal class has several more teams than our dance class."

As soon as this remark came out, the scene burst into laughter.

In the second episode aired last night, the content included ranking, check-in, and class placement.

So everyone knows that after the class is divided, the number of dance classes cannot compare with the vocal class.

When Meng Lang heard the words, he also raised his hand: "I agree, our dance class will be postponed."

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