Chapter 32: The big final exam!

This is a very important day.

It might even be a landmark day in this season of Red and Blue Signals.

Everyone on the show had this premonition.

In addition to the group of staff who went to the center of the dance, the rest of the people early in the morning, all the cameras in the red and blue hut are turned on, a whole wall of the monitor screen, all the guests are collected in it.

Unlike the usual love series that is recorded first and then broadcast, "Red and Blue Signal" adopts the mode of recording and broadcasting at the same time, which is very challenging for the program team because you can't guess what the ending will be, you don't know who will be paired up with whom at the end, and there is no way to choose the footage according to the overall situation, and make the story splicing and editing.

This requires them to have a pair of eyes of fire, to be able to catch the subtle feelings shown by each guest, their every look, every word, every action, every interaction, and to try not to miss any subtle but potentially crucial shot.

Especially today in this stormy time.

The guests didn't disappoint, giving them a big surprise early in the morning.

Because today there were four people flooding into the kitchen at once to make breakfast.

They are respectively:

Di Xingchen.

Yan Zhi.

Tuan Yihua.

Wen Nuo.

Yan Zhi has a good reason for being in the kitchen today.

He just learned how to make sandwiches from Di Xingchen yesterday, so naturally he wants to learn from the past today.

I don't know if he really didn't learn it or he was pretending, he forgot everything he learned yesterday and had to ask Di Xingchen about it from time to time.

There were already enough people cooking in the kitchen, Huo Cheng couldn't stick his nose into it, so he watched from across the center island.

"Is it okay to fry to this extent, Star?" Yan Zhi asked again.

Without waiting for Di Xingchen's reply, Huo Cheng laughed and said, "I think Yan Zhi should not cook, you are not good at it, I have learned it, but you haven't learned it yet."

Di Xingchen glances into the pot and says, "OK."

Yan Zhi then served the eggs, the wooden spatula he used, was a bit blunt, he shoveled himself several times in a row, but couldn't get the eggs out of the pot, Huo Cheng then let out a light laugh.

He is a kind smile, just think Yan Zhi as a famous all over the Internet gaming god, that hands are even blown up to the sky, but I did not expect to come to the kitchen, this hands look so stupid.

But Yan Zhi doesn't think it's a good-natured laugh.

"I'll do it." Tuan Yihua said.

"I can." Yan Zhi said.

Tuan Yihua then lowered his hand, turned to Di Xingchen, moved to his side, and said, "Smells sweet, what did you add to the pot?"

"I added some honey." Di Xingchen said with a smile.

Although no one noticed what he was thinking, Tuan Yihua was ashamed of himself.

He had the ambivalence of pressing on, wanting to strike, but feeling ashamed to be seen by others.

He didn't do much more than stand by Di Xingchen's side and occasionally help out.

Wen Nuo is almost entirely a smaller Di Xingchen, quietly washing, scrubbing, and cleaning the operating table all the time.

The sound of the door opening came from outside, Huo Cheng peeked over, "Castor, you're back."

Pei Xu enters sweating profusely and nods under her breath.

Everyone in the kitchen looked toward him.

Di Xingchen says, "You were out earlier today, how far did you run?"

Pei Xu was already out the door when he first got up.

"Ran an extra half hour today."

Yan Zhi asked in surprise, "You're up at six?"

Pei Xu nodded once and headed towards the living room. Di Xingchen let out a soft laugh when she saw his soaked back.

This dude has so much spirit.

Running so hard is to release the energy that you have nowhere to vent.

Pei Xu slept late yesterday, with a lot on her mind, tossing and turning, and she fell asleep at almost two o'clock, only to wake up at less than six o'clock.

He this person has always been regular, early to bed and early to rise, I did not expect that now the more you sleep later and later, but in turn, the more you wake up earlier and earlier.

After waking up he did not intend to get up at first, the genius just dawn, time is still early, he would have liked to squint a little more, who knows then lie a while, suddenly can not stop thinking Di Xingchen.

Literally thinking about him the moment I closed my eyes, and the first thought I had when I opened them, was him.

It's not miss thinking, it's simply thinking about the person.

The thought that he was going to dance today, the thought that everyone was going to see him dance today, he cared about even more than just these people in the Red and Blue Lodge, but also the thousands of internet users.

Thinking about it made the man more and more awake, it was a feeling he could hardly describe, it wasn't annoyance to say annoyance, it wasn't lust to say lust, it was as if you had to grab something in your hand and grab it hard, or you had to get up and run as hard as you could.

It's a force, a vicious force in the body.

He got up then and went for a run, this time farther than any other, sweating profusely, his blood rushing, and he ran to the reef where the pontoon boat hill stretched out toward the sea, and watched the waves lapping against the rocks, and the turquoise-blue sea as far as the eye could see.

He was surprisingly despondent at that moment.

When you like someone and you don't get it, it turns out that the undertone of that liking is disappointment.

Di Xingchen made today's breakfast very hearty because she couldn't cook at night.

"Prepare to eat." Di Xingchen shouted.

Huo Cheng went over to help serve the food, and Wen Nuo ran upstairs to call Hu Ying and Lin Qingning.

Hu Ying actually got up long ago, he and Tuan Yihua got up almost at the same time, but as soon as he went downstairs and saw Tuan Yihua going to the kitchen to help Di Xingchen, he came back upstairs himself, just to give the two of them a little bit more private space.

He squeezed the pink bunny at the foot of his bed and silently gave a nod to his assisting self!

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that not long after he went upstairs, Huo Cheng Yan Zhi and the others all ran to the kitchen to join in the fun.

"Where is Pei Xu, not back yet?" Hu Ying asked as soon as she came downstairs.

"He's back, probably in the shower." Tuan Yihua said.

Tuan Yihua seems a little different today, a lot more proactive.

We all head for the table, and Lin Qingning is the first to sit down.

He took the center seat on the right.

"Take note of the way we are seated today." Guo Bing will command the crowd.

The crew cuts a panoramic shot to the big screen.

Hu Ying was a step behind this time, waiting to see Yihua and the others.

Tuan Yihua, on the other hand, kept her bowl in her hand and waited for Di Xingchen to leave with her.

Also staying at the kitchen was Yan Zhi, also carrying something in his hand.

With no reason to stand and wait, Huo Cheng took the lead and sat in the center on the left, face to face with Lin Qingning, but exactly one person apart.

"They're both so good at picking." The staff said, "The center is a safe spot, so you can make sure you have people to your left, right, and across from you! This also increases one's chances of sitting with one's favorite person!"

Wen Nuo was still seated at the window seat on the right.

The three of them, Yan Zhi and Di Xingchen, and Tuan Yihua, came to the table, and Di Xingchen took the seat on the far left, next to Huo Cheng.

"Look at the corners of Huo's mouth, tsk tsk tsk."

On the big screen, Huo Cheng gave an insane grin.

Then a more dramatic scene occurred when Tuan Yihua, half a step ahead of Yan Zhi, slowly pulled out the chair opposite Di Xingchen.

The camera didn't catch Yan Zhi's face, but saw him sitting silently between Lin Qingning and Tuan Yihua.

Opposite Huo Cheng.

Huo Cheng The corners of his mouth grinned again for a moment, then his eyes skimmed over Tuan Yihua, and he slowly restrained his smile again, lowering his head to take a sip from his glass of water.

Hu Ying sat next to Huo Cheng.

Screenwriter Liu couldn't help but sigh, "Hu Ying can be so smart."

This left window seat was reserved for Pei Xu.

Hu Ying sits in the middle of Huo Cheng and Pei Xu's two attacks, diagonally opposite Yan Zhi, ensuring that he maximizes his own interests, seemingly passive, but in fact very active.

Thus, the left side is Di Xingchen, Huo Cheng, Hu Ying, Pei Xu in that order.

On the right are, in order, Duan Yihua, Yan Zhi, Lin Qingning, Wen Nuo.

"It's a bit stormy!" Guo Bing said excitedly.

The Love Comprehensive Eating piece really lives up to its reputation as a detail-filled fixer-upper.

At breakfast, because of the rendezvous in the evening, Di Xingchen said to the others, "I may not be able to come back to cook dinner tonight, so you can eat out and come back."

He said looking to Yan Zhi and Huo Cheng they, "It would be best if you guys didn't cook."

Too dangerous.

Huo Cheng said, "Don't worry about us, just concentrate on your business."

Hu Ying deliberately asked, "What are you up to?"

Tuan Yihua immediately coughed.

Hu Ying laughed as she sipped her water.

I didn't expect Di Xingchen to just say, "I have a big final exam performance tonight, and I guess it's going to be after nine when it's over."

Because the program group asked them to keep it a secret, Di Xingchen said so, Hu Ying was afraid that the surprise would be leaked in advance, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"Does the pot at home need to be rebought." Hu Ying changed the topic and asked.

Di Xingchen said, "I'll go buy it tomorrow, I'm basically on vacation starting tomorrow, I have a lot of free time."

"Are you going to the grocery store? Come along then." Tuan Yihua said.

Hu Ying immediately looked at Yihua.

Tuan Yihua looked over at Di Xingchen and said, "I happen to be going to the grocery store to get something too."

Hu Ying then looked towards Di Xingchen, a mysterious smile appearing at the corner of her lips.

Looks like his assist last night worked.

Tuan Yihua is on the move!

His heart raced, but he seemed to be happy for Di Xingchen, but also a little disappointed.

It's only human to be lost when your best friend falls in love and you spend less time with him.

Hu Ying wanted to.

Yan Zhi and Huo Cheng have even more mixed feelings.

Yan Zhi thought, and as expected, one by one, they are going to start acting!

Yihua's status among the eight of them is actually similar to Lin Qingning's, belonging to the kind with a less strong presence and a more moderate character.

But he's the one who got Di Xingchen's heartwarming text, so he's actually dangerous.

For him and Huo Cheng, there are now three enemies!

Just then, Pei Xu, who had finished her shower, came over and sat down at the table.

We all went out one by one with our own thoughts.

It's been a long day, both for the show and for the network.

Huo Cheng is not discouraged, he continues to learn how to cook in his free time today.

He's a man with a natural drive, not afraid of hardship or failure.

Yan Zhi went to the florist and ordered a bouquet of pink stars.

He thinks Di Xingchen seems to prefer pink.

The Salon Stage at Central Dance has performances almost every week and is open to the outside world, but the most grandiose of the year are these two final performances in July and January.

It wasn't even six o'clock, and the auditorium, which is usually under-seated, was already packed.

The center of the first row of the audience, but there were eight empty seats.

Xiao Zhou opened a milk tea store next to the Chinese dance, seven o'clock, it is the time of many people, milk tea store outside the long line. The crowd suddenly issued a gasp, Xiao Zhou turned his head and saw a row of luxury cars parked one after another outside the door of the dance.

"Wow, Rolls Royce Phantom, gotta be close to ten million dollars this car, holy shit."

"Maybach, Porsche, Audi, Lamborghini, Ferrari! One, two, three, four, five, six ...... What is our school doing, organizing a luxury car exhibition?"

"All the latest models from the past two years eh."

The program's staff nervously asked Guo Bing, "Are we being too high-profile like this?"

Guo Bing said, "Our main focus this season is not the luxury romance, so many top rich second-generation, not luxury up to the audience?"

Boys see the luxury car did not not heart, many people have picked up a cell phone to shoot, with the car all stopped after, one after another people from the luxury car out.

The girls next to them gasped as soon as those people got off the bus in the hazy night under the golden streetlights.

Because the ones who came down from the limousine were all big handsome men with long legs, white skin, as well as extraordinarily rich at a glance!

Webcast pop-ups dominate the screen: [My Sixth Brother!

"Ms. Hu is so beautiful!

[Holy shit Pei Xu is so handsome today too, I can forgive his stink face.]

[Is the tallest one Huo Cheng? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

[My gosh, each one is so good looking, right? I can do it all!

Wen Nuo glanced toward the crowd of onlookers and bounded nervously. Hu Ying took him by the shoulders and walked inside, following the camera like carrying a camera close behind them.

Their group of seven, plus their respective followers and other crew members, totaling nearly twenty people, walked together toward the salon stage of the center dance.

The path leading to the saloon stage was a little darker, and Yan Zhi pursed his lips, looking more grave.

After tonight, I really don't know how many more love interests he's going to have to add to the list.

In the future, Huo Cheng really won't be a big deal. The scariest thing may be these few on the red side.

He looked towards Hu Ying, tonight everyone was dressed slightly more formally than usual, Hu Ying wore a loose thin suit, but underneath were suit shorts, revealing her fair and long calves. Duan Yihua is an exception to the norm, usually like to wear formal shirts of people, today but wearing a sweater, wearing a baseball cap, looks like an instant youthful a lot.

Huo Cheng was quite excited, craning his head to survey the campus of the Chinese dance and said, "Are we there yet? Their school is so big."

"Your University of A also has the nerve to say that other people's schools are big." Hu Ying spat, "Don't all your schools have to ride bicycles to class?"

Huo Cheng smiled at that.

He wore a white shirt today, usually such a brown person, but today he looked a little more noble, I can see that there is a well-dressed.

Everyone dresses somewhere between formal and casual, with just the right amount of emphasis.

Only Tuan Yihua's uncharacteristic behavior reveals his inner secrets.

It wasn't a good day, a little overcast, and the night seemed to carry a fog, and as the saloon stage got closer, the sound of music from inside came through the night.

"Did you guys hear what song they played?" Hu Ying paused for a moment, then looked at Wen Nuo and the others.

The crowd leaned in to listen, and they heard the night wind send ethereal singing, singing:

[I pray for a transparent heart, and eyes that weep.]

"The Brightest Star in the Night Sky!" Wen Nuo shouts.

Hu Ying smiled and said, "This is too fitting. Is it the program's ghost or the school's, it's practically tailor-made for Star."

Escape Plan's clear and loud vocals echoed around the salon stage, the song was amazing, the tune and lyrics weren't sentimental, but every time one heard it in the dark of the night, they were inexplicably despondent and moved.

There are no stars in the sky tonight, but there is one on the ground, and it's still the brightest one.

This wasn't Di Xingchen's first time participating in the final performance, but he felt that this year he was taken extra seriously.

Not only give him make-up is their hospital super famous teacher, his dance clothes are changed a new set, backstage mess a large group of people, their school leaders actually came to inspect, but also specially run over to encourage him.

Di Xingchen guessed what was going on.

I guess the program is coming to shoot material today.

The person in charge of their dance was Mr. Zou from their institution, who said to Di Xingchen, "Don't be nervous, just play normally at the level you usually rehearse at."

The people from the program said they hoped they wouldn't tell Di Xingchen so that he wouldn't be too nervous and it would affect his performance. However, Mr. Zou feels that this is a rare opportunity for Di Xingchen.

Their dance academy graduates so many students every year, and except for two or three lucky ones who can dance their way to success, most of them will be in obscurity. To be on the TV station, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so you can't miss it.

So she hinted to Di Xingchen and said, "If you behave yourself tonight, the road will be smooth from here on out."

Di Xingchen nodded his head and twisted his head to look at the mirror next to him, in the mirror, he was in a white robe, covered with a thin, cicada-like red gauze, the golden mask was hanging on his neck, he was in a hanbok but did not wear a wig set, his black, soft hair, his fair and compact face, modern and ancient charm all rolled into one, the only thing that hooked the corners of his eyes in red, his inked eyebrows were raised, and he looked at it diagonally, seducing the whole world.

There was a sudden commotion from the boisterous audience, and everyone looked toward the entrance to see a slew of handsome men come in accompanied by a camera.

"What ah what ah?"

"Red and Blue Signal", my sister just tweeted me that they're coming to our school to record, I thought it was a joke! Look, Yan Zhi! The one wearing glasses, he's my boyfriend's idol! No, no, no, I have to call my boyfriend to come over."

But it was too late, for as Yan Zhi and the others entered, a large group of students had already come after them, crowding the already full auditorium and filling the aisles.

The live feed, however, shifted to the stage at that moment, which was empty and lit only by a single headlight, the curtains glowing with a warm golden light.

Bouncer:

[Why are you pointing the camera at the stage?]

[I want to see handsome men!

[It's not going to be live-streamed for us to see the show today, is it?]

[Who plays, and the guests will be on stage?]

Di Xingchen, he didn't show his face in the live broadcast, he's a student of Chinese dance.

[Although Di Xingchen is really good, I'd rather watch Yan Zhi and the others!

[That's right, what's so great about dancing? We're watching a romance variety show, not a spring festival!]

At that moment, the live screen suddenly split into eight images, the stage is still the largest image, occupying two-thirds of the entire screen, the remaining seven small images of the camera were aimed at Pei Xu and other seven guests.

"Director you're also too good at screwing up!" The staff couldn't help but pat their asses.

Guo Bing said proudly, "Who wants to see a stage play in a romance series? What's more important than the performance is of course the other guests' every expression! You guys keep an eye on me, mark out any good shots, and cut them all into the main movie later!"

Wen Nuo licked his lips, glanced back toward the audience, and said, "That's a lot of people."

Huo Cheng sniffed and also looked back, not knowing why, he was actually a little nervous, his palms were sweating.

Pei Xu, who has always been the most indifferent, on the contrary, showed the most shadowy, he leaned towards the back of the chair, two big hands stretched out and clasped, and so on and so forth.

"It's almost time." Lin Qingning whispered.

He glanced toward the camera across the room, coughed softly, and sat up straight.

The light in the audience suddenly dimmed, leaving only a beam of light on the stage, and then there was a man and a woman, two student hosts of the Chinese dance came on stage, and what did they all say, Huo Cheng They could no longer listen, and their eyes were looking toward the entrance of the stage.

They had all seen the program beforehand, and Di Xingchen's classical dance performance was scheduled to open first.

"Look, there's the star!" Wen Nuo suddenly whispered excitedly.

All seven of them looked toward the entrance of the stage, only to see a group of boys and girls wearing Chinese costumes boarding the stage one by one, one after another into the back of the curtain, Di Xingchen in the queue, slightly hanging his head, he is the most upright one in the head, the red belt tied around his thin waist, tall, handsome and pearly starry-eyed.

Huo Cheng was dumbfounded.

Pei Xu and Yan Zhi, among others, watched with rapt attention as Di Xingchen gradually walked behind the curtain.

At this moment, they have forgotten everything, only Di Xingchen in full makeup is in their eyes.

"The first to appear next is a dance brought to you by the Department of Classical Chinese Dance, 'The Entrance Song of the King of Lanling', welcome with applause!"

The hosts retired and the stage dimmed as the last rays of light went out.

The anticipation of the audience watching the live stream was all pumped up.

[It's coming, it's coming, it's coming!]

Di Xingchen, don't let me down!

Why do I have a feeling it's going to be good!

[Di Xingchen, mom's here, charge!]

Silence on the stage, you can even hear a slight cough. Extremely subtle seems to have a sound over, the sound is getting louder and louder, is the sound of the Xiao, the sound of the Xiao Xiao, solemn, the curtain seems to have a bunch of silhouettes floating, and then the sound of the Xiao gradually rest, more clear and transparent and bright flute sound, the curtain slowly withdrew, a group of beautiful boys emerged under the golden light, the most in the middle of a male dancer dressed in hanbok with his back to the audience, stood in a solemn, tall, strong and thin waist.

[Wow, this is Di Xingchen, right? I love this outfit!]

The pop-ups were few and far between, and everyone held their breath.

As if from a very deep place came the sound of the lute, "when", and then "when when when" three times, and then the dense sound of the lute fell, Di Xingchen in the dense sound of the lute slowly stretched out his arms, and then only heard the drums! With a "dong" sound, he spun around, his skirt flew into an arc, and before his body could be stabilized, there was another "dong" sound from the drum, and a few quick spins, followed by a gentle side flip, landing firmly on the ground, light and airy, and smooth and comfortable.

"Fuck!"

[Beautiful Unri Maebashi Bridge!

"Dance of the Immortals!

[The guests are all staring in disbelief hahaha, look at Wen Nuo and Huo Cheng!

Huo Cheng on the screen, his mouth hanging open.

Wen Nuo's little face was about to turn red with excitement.

Di Xingchen's dance movements are severe, valiant, wide open, people move with their hands, clothes float with people, the flexibility of the body, the lightness of movement, as if gravity has lost control of him, the body is soft and powerful, like a shocking, like a swimming dragon!

"The prim and fearless cloaked man with a beautiful voice and face, the King of Lanling."

[Who dares to say Di Xingchen is not offensive enough!]

[This strength, this flexibility, this superb body control!]

[He's physically so beautiful too, positive male beauty!

[Ah ah ah ah, this turns around and kills me!]

[His skirt dances!

[Is this bounce humanly possible?]

[This trembling body, I'm dead!!!]

Lying down, undulating, swaying, he jumped on everyone's heart, he jumped out of a million airs, he made everyone's heart surge.

The climax of the passage, he tumbled and fell, his body like a snake, twisting back up, his hair was messy, a leap, robes flying, rustling, he jumped on the palms of the surrounding dancers, the other party threw into the air with force, it was a backflip to the ground, the body did not stop, three consecutive revolutions, and then three consecutive clouds before the bridge, and finally the body seems to be completely out of control, as if it is about to pounce on the arms of the dance partner, but the long sleeve was swung, "rustling" sound, as if the entire body was brought back by the sleeve, stalled in mid-air. Dance partner's arms, but a wave of the long sleeve, "rustling" sound, as if the entire body were that sleeve brought back, stalled in mid-air.

All was silent in the moment, only his heaving chest, and reddened ears.

As the high-pitched female voice chants, Di Xingchen pushes her mask upward, revealing a flushed face, and the pop-ups are painting the screen so hard you can barely see it.

[So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful!

[I'm really dead ！！！！]

As the dance drew to a close, Di Xingchen's body leaned down, his sleeves falling away to reveal his thin white arms, as long as they were, and as beautiful as his fingers were, the golden light shone on his fluttering, thin robe, coloring it gold as well.

In the lingering and moving opera, Di Xingchen slightly smile, slightly gasping, eyes seem to have tears, reach out to wipe down the mask on the head, to cover the beautiful face, just as he moves a moment, "dong" a drum sound, the beam of light on his body instantly turned bright red, he was all like fire red clothes, seems to be to burn up.

On the big screen, an ancient painting of a red-robed Lanling King emerges.

At this moment, the stage and the ancient paintings are mirrored and become one.

[Fuck!

I'm uneducated, so I've got no idea what I'm talking about.

[Goosebumps all over his body. It's amazing!

Even Pei Xu and Yan Zhi, who had seen a bit of rehearsal on and off, were shocked.

Wen Nuo was directly excited and in tears.

Huo Cheng and Hu Ying, amongst others, were stupefied.

"There's there's there's there's there's there's there's there's there's there's there's." The staff said.

"Now that's really something." Screenwriter Liu said.