"You are still very transparent."

When the five girls came on stage, Han Wei's eyes lit up first.

The Gothic style is too long to explain in detail. It originally belongs to the origin of the Germanic ethnic group in Western Europe. The main characteristics are towering, gloomy, weird, mysterious, horror, etc., and are widely used in various art fields such as architecture, sculpture, painting, literature, music, clothing, fonts, etc.

The Gothic style is exaggerated, asymmetric, strange, light, complex and multi-decorative, with frequent use of longitudinally extended lines as its main representative elements include black dress, bats, roses, solitary castles, crows, crosses, blood, black cats, etc.

At this moment, the five people dressed in black main color clothing. There is an essential color difference from all previous groups. Because in the previous 11 groups, none of them had black main color.

There are white or red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, but there is no pure black.

But this tone is eye-catching. But there are no elements such as bats, roses, lonely castles, crows, crosses, blood, black cats, etc., which is also a kind of compromise and change that avoids harmony.

Similar to the European doll dress, there are short skirts and round skirts.

Han Wei didn't look at her for a long time, because they hadn't changed when they went to their backstage lounge before, and Han Wei didn't stay in the girl's dressing room for too long. In addition, Han Wei hosted the show on stage, and those who didn't play were in the backstage, but they were the last one.

At this moment, he took a look and joked. Everyone laughed.

Zheng Bing complained: "Why do you say that?"

Han Wei frowned: "You forgot that they said that during the rehearsal that day, their group generally ranked low, so it's not that they are not strong enough, but that they basically have no attention."

Zheng Bing was stunned for a moment, but remembered it.

Han Wei looked at Jiang Qi: "There are 11 of you in the 12 teams. As a result, none of them asked you to perform. They didn't need to call you until the end, and you were the only one left."

Several people laughed, and Han Wei asked: "Jiang Qi. Since she is so small and transparent, will she have the confidence to catch the attention of the audience, mentor and even trainees after a while?"

Jiang Qi held the microphone: "We don't want that much. We did our best, including costumes, choreography, and cooperation. So we just want to bring the audience and the mentor the most attentive stage."

"very good."

Han Wei spoke: "Then we're looking forward to it."

Their preparation time is routinely to go back to the behind-the-scenes and pictures they practiced in daily life before the second performance stage. Because it is the last group, it can also be described in detail.

Time went back two days ago.

——

Jiang Qi's practice room.

Jiang Qi brought five sets of clothes from outside and came in.

“Wow~”

“Has it been made?”

"Come and have a look."

Luo Yitian and a few girls watched, and Jiang Qi distributed them one by one according to the label.

“It’s really good.”

“It’s pretty good~”

“It feels so touching at first glance.”

Several people were talking about it, but nothing unexpected happened. Because Jiang Qi was discussing the style with everyone, she is just a concrete one now. So while trying on the clothes, she just praised a few words casually.

But suddenly Wu Qian looked at Jiang Qi: "I have the clothes, what should I do if I wear makeup style afterwards?"

They are used to asking Jiang Qi because clothing and makeup are the same, and they will ask trainees for their opinions. If there is no opinion, the program team will decide. What is this to ensure? They can do their best to the extreme according to their own ideas.

Otherwise, if the program team is still involved, it is possible to control who is better or worse. After all, idols have a decisive impact on singing and dancing stages, clothing and makeup. Otherwise, why would netizens always joke that some idols offend the stylist series and so on?

"kindness……"

Jiang Qi pondered for a moment and looked at the few people: "Do you still remember what Mr. Han and mentor Zheng Bing came to tell us that day?"

The few people looked at each other, not knowing what she was talking about.

Jiang Qi said: "We are almost not very noticeable, and it is already the second time that the show has been on stage. The show is almost halfway or even more."

Several people were silent, Jiang Qi signaled: "I don't think we need to deliberately pursue impressive things. In addition to taking great pressure in the process, we have to beg for alms, which is a huge blow to our self-esteem."

Speaking to Yu Xing: "Then what you mean is..."

"Do the opposite."

Jiang Qi looked at the few people: "Since we are not paying attention to us personally, we must exert all our strength on the entire combination and collective stage. Our faces are all turned into the same white makeup."

Holding a black goth doll makeup: "With our pure black outfit."

Luo Yitian clenched her fists: "Let everyone pay attention to this stage and this dance! Not us personally!!!"

"That's right!!"

Several people clenched their fists together, but only Jiang Qi stretched out her palms calmly and placed them in the middle. Everyone looked at each other, let go of their fists, and pressed their palms on Jiang Qi's palms.

"come on!!!"

——

The scene came back to the second performance stage, and everyone was paying attention to the last group of stages. At this moment, five girls all came forward and walked towards the mentor.

Han Wei was confused: "Have you finished the show? In the blink of an eye."

"puff!!"

"Hahaha!!"

The trainees in the background laughed, and the mentors watched with a smile. But they were all curious.

"Please help Mr. Han."

Jiang Qi and his friends walked to Han Wei, and each of them put a thread on Han Wei's hand. The thread seemed like a thread that was a puppet, and it seemed to be still on them.

"What does this mean?"

Han Wei was puzzled, Jiang Qi and the others had already walked back and turned around: "You can control our performance in this line."

Han Wei nodded: "I mean if I throw the line away, you will stand on the stage for three minutes without moving, right?"

"Hahaha!!"

"Bars!!"

"Teacher Han Wei is just a stunt."

The trainees in the background laughed, and the five girls were embarrassed. But Jiang Qi looked at Han Wei and said calmly: "The line is in your hands, but the line composed of hard work and dreams is in our own hearts."

Han Weien said, "Jiang Qi, you are a contracted artist of Tianxiu Media. Do you also need to have a contract spirit and not be so self-centered?"

"puff!"

Everyone laughed. Han Wei suddenly shouted impatiently: "Hurry up and stop performing Moji! When are you so good at sprinkling chicken soup? Have you changed your character?!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The instructors were so happy, and the trainees in the background laughed. Li Jin looked back at the others: "I felt much more balanced in my heart in an instant."

Wu Haima and Meng Yanwan both smiled and hugged her. Anyway, the last group was all sitting casually.

Jiang Qi and others laughed, but the lights were naturally dim at this moment. Han Weibai was bored and held the rope holding the thread in his hand and watched it without moving.

The music started.

"Wow!!"

"Goosebumps!"

"Is the peak at the beginning?"

The trainees in the background were all talking, and the audience and fans were screaming.

Because at the beginning, the props and gift boxes were placed on the stage in different sizes. The five girls also showed off in the posture of holding puppets.

It instantly felt different from all other groups. Especially with their white faces, which were really like puppet makeup and a gothic black outfit, which was lit up directly.

But at this moment, Han Wei thought it was OK, so he was still standing there and watching.

“I.don't.like.your.little.games

Don't.like.your.tilted.stage

The.role.you.made.me.play.of.the.fool

No.I.don't.like.you

I.don't.like.your.perfect.crime

How.you.laugh.when.you.lie

You.sad.the.gun.was.mine

Isn't.cool

No.I.don't.like.you.ooh

But.I.got.smarter.I.got.harder.in.the.nick.of.time

Honey.I.rose.up.from.the.dead.I.do.it.all.the.time
To be continued...