Ning Jia is still not satisfied. "There's only one... I really don't know when I can cause airport congestion like Zaihe. No matter where I go, a group of fans follow me..."

A teammate joked, "do you want to be the same as Zaihe? Well, you have to work hard. Once he started his career, his popularity is top. After all these years, his popularity has only increased but not decreased. If you want to catch up with him, it's like chasing the moon... "

Not at all.

Ning Jia hears this words, the complexion slightly some sinks down, however, the corner of the mouth still raised a smile.

"I'm just talking about it. I know myself well!" He looked at Li Zhihe, and found that he had been closed his eyes, as if resting, and had not participated in the conversation here at all.

For Li Zhuhe's neglect, the smile on Ning Jia's face is gradually exhausted. He turns his eyes and says to his teammates that he is tired and closes his eyes.

After a long time, Li Zhuhe slowly opened his eyes, thinking about Ning Jia's words.

He hummed a little, and some pictures floated in his mind.

Some people, destined to be mud can not support the wall, if it is really fire, from him completely fell into the valley is not far away.

After all, there is a saying called "Zhan tou Xing Lei". We just don't want to give the eyes to paste coffee.

Once the fire, there will be a degree of topic, at that time, some things covered up, determined to be dug out.

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The next day's selection starts in the afternoon.

When miran'er got up, he was in good shape.

Now she has moved to the dormitory, and now she lives with the last few trainees in this selection. After the confirmation of the last performers, the dormitory here is the tentative dormitory of the new women's League.

The new dormitory is much better than before. Now it's changed into a room for two, that is, she and Caiyan.

There are five rooms in the dormitory, and three people are living in the living room now.

At the end of the selection, those who have been brushed down will be moved back to the trainee dormitory.

Caiyan is not very good.

"I feel like I had a good time last night. I have a headache now. I'm worried about my state." Caiyan is so worried that she almost cries.

Mi Ran'er had no choice but to comfort her, "sister Caiyan, don't worry, you are so strong, you must be ok..."

"But what if I'm out of shape and I'm seen? Ah, I knew I wouldn't go to FM last night. " Caiyan regrets.

"It's no use for you to say that now. Let's perform well in the selection process later, sister Caiyan. I believe your ability will not be brushed down!" Mi Ran'er loosens Caiyan's muscles and bones, and whispers consolation in her ear.

Caiyan takes a long breath and tries to put her mind in order. She can't slack off before she plays. In this case, she can't perform well after a while!

A group of people rushed to the company for a rest, and then they were taken to a super large practice room.

Evaluation starts.

Miran'er's performance was better than usual, and the judges were satisfied with it.

Caiyan is a little nervous. However, she has always been the first in the dance class. As long as she can make her debut, she is the main dance of this women's group. None of the rest of these people is better than Caiyan.

Therefore, the chance of debut is probably stable.

After the evaluation, we have to wait for the next day to know the final result. After the evaluation, the teachers gave the students a holiday.

"You've been tense recently. Have a good time today. Tomorrow is the time to decide your fate. Some people will be disappointed at that time..."