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Xu was because of the original relationship between the two. Zhou Jinshen did not remain silent to An Xumo, but his tone was indeed quite different from the one just before the camera.

An Xumo whispered: "You look different from before."

Zhou Jinshen's voice was cold and indifferent, without any emotion: "I was at work just now."

An Xu Mo was stunned. He naturally knew the truth, but in addition to the comfortable atmosphere of life, a variety show like "Zhou Tian" also has a big selling point of "realness", although artists will choose to treat themselves The positive side is shown, but they will always show their true character. Unexpectedly, Zhou Jinshen would completely separate the inside and outside of the camera. His appearance was obviously a reality show, but it seemed like he was acting in a movie.

"Do you want to distinguish the camera from the real...?"

"Everyone has different choices." Zhou Jinshen glanced at him, "For me, work is always in front of the camera."

Someone in the distance called them back to the stone house, Zhou Jinshen turned and walked back, An Xu Mo followed him, thinking all the way.

Before the camera is always work, so skillfully show cooking skills, caringly show housework ability, these are all work.

Then I helped him spread the medicine at the beach in the morning and passed the coconut in the afternoon. Are these kindnesses expressed actively for the work in front of the camera?

My own lens experience is still too little, An Xumo thought, he still has a lot to learn. No matter what results I will have in the end, I can't trouble my brother anymore.

Back to the stone house, it was late. Yan Xiangshen and Zhang Zhiwei were going to record a placement advertisement for a dryer, and it took a while for the two people's shots. When they came back, several people made their beds one after another. Although there are two bedrooms on the second floor, most of the two rooms are connected, which can also be regarded as a large bedroom. Coupled with the same gender, the beds are allocated randomly, and they all sleep.

An Xumo didn't recognize the bed very much, and he soon fell asleep. The night was quiet, only the sound of the distant waves melodiously. This is indeed a night suitable for deep sleep, if—if no one suddenly plays deafening music on the first floor.

An Xumo, who bounced off the bed in a daze, was startled. His blanket was spread on the floor, and he could even feel the vibration from downstairs across the floor. Such a big movement quickly awakened all six people. An Xumo got up and turned on the small light by the wall. After everyone had adjusted to the dim light, he turned on the headlights in the house.

"What's the matter?" Yan Xiangshen rubbed his eyes and got out of bed and walked over, "What are you doing downstairs..."

An Xumo shook his head and signaled that he was not clear. He looked at the watch on the wall. It was only two o'clock in the morning.

I was awakened at this time, and the consciousness of several people was not so clear, but the movement from downstairs was so annoying that the group of people had to go downstairs one after another. They didn't see the culprit of the noise until they reached the first floor.

It turned out to be the young people who came to shelter from the rain during the day. This time they were not only wearing costumed folk dance clothes, but also carrying a decibel loud speaker. It was the dance music that was taught to them during the day, and the young man who started it was the first to ask: "You have to repeat the dance during the day. Otherwise, we will return the coconut we gave."

The coconuts have been wiped out with juice and flesh, so how can they go back? This is obviously the arrangement of the program group. Several resident and director groups are used to it, and Zhang Zhiwei is the director who wants to use the sponsor's pillow to hit the side. They had a fight, and in the end they had to work hard to complete this sudden task.

This dancing task can actually be regarded as an embarrassment. Let alone Zhang Zhiwei and Yan Xiangshen, who were mixed at the end of the team at the time, even Han Ming, who was a professional background, couldn’t survive more than a dozen. After an hour, I recalled all the movements of that dance. Moreover, the program team did not release water to remind them in advance. A few people just thought it was enough to finish the dance and did not deliberately remember it.

Even if you really remember that you are woken up in the middle of your sleep, it is difficult for everyone who is confused to have a clear mind in the middle of the night. Han Ming and Yi Tianming also performed a few moves together. He tried to jump again, but was quickly rejected by the leader.

Little brother said that he must jump more than 80% to pass. A few people looked at each other for a while, this test was too difficult.

This kind of link usually leaves behind, and the program team will not give a test that fails at all. Zhang Zhiwei wanted to negotiate with the leading brother and asked him to change other terms. Even if he was more demanding, he would admit it. In the middle of the night, they still wanted to go to bed quickly.

But before he could speak, he was stopped by An Xumo on the side: "Mr. Zhang...Can I try it?"

An Xumo had just been thinking about something on the spot, and there was no extra action. Several people thought that no one could jump down, so they didn't try one by one. Now seeing An Xumo actively proposed, Zhang Zhiwei said: " What's so polite about this, come and try, it's okay if you can't jump off, let's think of another way."

An Xu Mo Yiyan stood on the open space in front of a few people, everyone's eyes were focused, he took a light breath, stepped on a few beats with his right foot, and then he was adjusted down. With decibels of background music, a series of actions jumped out accurately and smoothly.

Music has an unspeakable appeal, and so does dance. The young and long boy changed from his usual introverted shyness and displayed an amazing explosive power in his coherent movements. If the usual An Xu Mo seems to have only one face that can attract attention, then he who dances is using every part and every movement to show his attraction to the full.

The camera on the side dutifully recorded this scene.

Different from Han Ming’s previous attempts, An Xumo’s display has obviously been carefully confirmed. There is no hesitation or hesitation in his actions. Although it can be seen in the eyes of insiders that he has not practiced many times, he This reality show is completely enough. After the three or four-minute dance was over, even Zhang Zhiwei recognized a few familiar movements. After the jump, An Xumo touched the side of his neck with some embarrassment: "There are a few movements that I haven't remembered, and they are not very accurate."

The leader brother was shocked by An Xumo, not to mention the other people in the house. Hearing this sentence, the little brother hurriedly said: "It's not bad, the actions are basically right. But that, this Dance requires you to jump out together."

I have remembered the action, and it’s not difficult to dance again collectively. Under An Xumo's leadership, several other people danced with him again, even if this mission was passed.

It didn't do any harm to An Xumo to jump again, and it also allowed him to take more shots. Even Yan Xiangshen, who finished the dance, boasted: "Xiao Mo has such a good memory."

After dancing, An Xu Mo recovered his usual shyness. He pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Many of the movements of this dance are adapted from folk dances. I have been in touch before. , It’s easier to remember."

Yi Tianming, whose expression is not so clear on the side, said: "I think it is familiar to Li dance, right?"

The leading little brother smiled and said: "The eight of us come from eight ethnic groups. This dance is based on the Bai dance and is adapted from the common dance movements of the other seven ethnic groups. The finale of our art troupe."

Yi Tianming's original intention was to say that An Xu Mo could jump down and it was nothing, but he was beaten on the spot by the little brother. But what the younger brother said is the truth. He said this to promote his art troupe. Naturally, Yi Tianming could not go forward to refute him.

The face of another Han Ming who didn’t jump down was not very good-looking. Although he didn’t try to rant like Yi Tianming, he was the only professional. In this session, he was undoubtedly suppressed by An Xu Mo. One end. For an artist, sincere, diligent, and emotional, the performance of the character is only secondary, and the display of ability within the professional scope is the basis for truly attracting fans. Actors rely on acting, and their idols rely on their own singing and dancing ability.

An Xumo himself humbly looked for excuses, but from this test, it directly reflected his talent and effort in dancing. As soon as the program is broadcast, everyone will know that this newcomer has learned at least eight ethnic | ethnic dances. In contrast, Han Ming felt that he had completely become a clown for contrast.

And now, Han Ming looked up at Zhou Jinshen without a trace. The man was looking at An Xumo who was talking to Yan Xiangshen. The profile of his profile was handsome and charming.

Even Zhou Jinshen, who was so dazzling, focused his attention on this unknown newcomer who had not yet made his debut.

In addition to the paper bags for clothes, Xin Zimai also gave An Xumo a clean towel. After simply cleaning the wet marks on his chest, An Xumo put on a brand new coat and trousers. These clothes seem to be casual styles, which are much more comfortable than the shirt dresses just now. Because of the size problem, the sleeves are a lot bigger on An Xumo.

When asked about his address, An Xu Mo was folding the two wet clothes. No one had taught him how to fold clothes before, so even after being alone for so long, his movements were still a bit clumsy. After listening to Xin Zimai's words, An Xumo took a break. He looked up at him incredulously: "But...I live on the top floor?"

Xin Zimai turned to start the RV: "You live in the last row of the company dormitory?"

An Xumo nodded blankly: "Yes."

Xin Zimai asked: "Then have you seen the building opposite?"

An Xumo thought for a while: "That high-rise villa?"

He lives in an eight-person room, the one with the worst conditions, so he was placed in the corner of the corner, far away from the building in front. But there is more than one community around it, separated by a fence and a driveway, and across from it is another residential area.

Xin Zimai coughed slightly: "How do you know that the villa is opposite?"

An Xumo said: "You can see the opposite from the corridor window. The roof there is an open-air garden."

Xin Zimai nodded: "Yes, do you know that your roof is also an open-air garden?"

An Xu Mo was surprised: "...Huh?"

The motorhome drove out through the side door. Because it was registered in advance, the vehicle was not blocked when it left. Xin Zimai explained as he drove: "Your building is the furthest one going in from the main entrance of the staff campus. But if you go through the avenue in the middle of the dormitory area, it will be the best location. There are twenty to thirty in total. In this real estate, the top floor is a high-rise villa, which is reserved exclusively for the high-level and entertainers."