Chapter 2211
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The music began to play.
This was an extremely moving piece of music.
An Lin also began to perform a stir-frying dance with his frying pan amidst the music.
His smooth dance movements, his indescribable charisma, and his flashing frying pan all lit up the eyes of the golden teachers.
An Lin's frying pan danced as if there was an exceptional delicacy within it, but it wasn't for anyone to eat. This greatly whetted the appetites of the golden teachers, and they couldn't help but admire An Lin's beautiful dance. It could be said that this was a double whammy of adoration and disdain, and all of the golden teachers were extremely elated.
Suddenly, An Lin tossed his frying pan into the air.
The style of the music suddenly changed!
"Because you smell too good!"
"Because you smell too good!"
An Lin began to sing and dance.
All of the golden teachers felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and they were all rooted to the spot.
What the hell?!
"Because you smell too good ~ ~ Beeli beeli ~ ~ Plop ~ ~"
"Because you smell too good ~ ~ Beeli beeli ~ ~ Plop ~ ~"
An Lin began to perform an extremely seductive dance.
All of the golden teachers were dumbstruck for a moment before finally comprehending the beauty of An Lin's dance.
"This voice … This melody … This is a true cooking dance!" A male True Demon Tribe cultivator with a demonic horn on his head exclaimed in shock.
"Because you smell too good, and because you smell too good, perhaps the frying pan he just threw away was a chicken. Because you smell too good, he couldn't bear to part with you, so he could only throw it away … There's some kind of dao realm philosophy behind this … "a golden teacher murmured to himself.
"I don't know why, but I was immediately intoxicated by Liu Dabao's singing and dancing. I even felt hungry. This is definitely an exceptional dance!" A Light Wing Clan female exclaimed with excitement in her eyes.
"Because you smell too good ~ Beeli beeli ~ ~ Plop ~ ~ Plop!"
An Lin's dance stopped at the end of the music, and he struck another pose.
After a brief silence, all of the golden teachers stood up and applauded An Lin.
Clap clap clap!
"Amazing! Wonderful! "
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a refreshing dance."
"Our Red Ink Workshop has picked up a treasure this time."
"Passed with full marks!"
"Passed with full marks."
"Passed with full marks …"
…
All the ace instructors gave him the highest evaluation.
"Liu Dabao, you can train while you work. There will be a special stage for you tonight. I hope you can train well."
"Thank you, instructors," An Lin replied politely.
"Liu Dabao, what are your dreams?" Daphne from the Light Wing Clan asked.
"My dream is to become the star of Red Ink Workshop as soon as possible," An Lin said honestly.
All the mentors exclaimed in surprise.
"What a great dream."
"You'll definitely be the star of the show in the near future."
An Lin listened to his tutor's words with a smile on his face.
Of course he knew it was in the near future, because it was tonight!
He wanted to conquer the audience through his cooking dance.
An Lin's debut assessment was over. When he walked out, Ying Bao was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped when she found out that there was a special stage for him on his first night.
"Brother Dabao, you're so amazing. The mentors think so highly of you?"
"Haha, do you remember what I said before? Tonight. "A faint smile appeared on An Lin's face as he looked at the dumbstruck woman before him.
Ying Bao heard An Lin's words and took a deep breath.
Could it be … that Liu Dabao was serious?
No, even if he was so highly regarded by the mentors, it was impossible for him to become the star of the show in one night. The star of the show was not a nobody. Not only were they talented, but they also had countless hardcore fans. It was impossible to surpass them in terms of spending, not to mention spending twice as much …
An Lin was led by the mentors into a beautiful training room.
There were a few handsome and beautiful trainees training inside.
"Let me introduce you. This is Liu Dabao. I hope you can get along well with him," Daphne said with a smile.
The training room was filled with enthusiastic cheers.
Daphne smiled gently at An Lin and said, "There are no flaws in your dance. Repeat it in the afternoon and try to perform well on the exclusive stage tonight."
"Exclusive stage?"
"Oh my god, this trainee just came in and already has an exclusive stage?"
"That's amazing. How did he do it?"
All the trainees looked at An Lin enviously as if they wanted to see something special from An Lin.
After Daphne left, a group of handsome guys and girls swarmed over.
"Liu Dabao, are you really a trainee? Why are you so amazing? "
"I'm Lin Mei, the singer."
"I'm Li Bufan, the Mistress Killer."
"What song are you going to perform tonight?"
"Are you really a newcomer? Are you a top performer from another place? "
One question after another was thrown at An Lin, yet An Lin didn't seem annoyed at all. He patiently answered the trainees' questions, appearing extremely amiable and approachable. This also earned him a good impression from the trainees and the nameplates.
Trainees were creatures who rarely or never performed.
The top performers were creatures who often performed and had a certain reputation in Red Ink Workshop.
The top performers were naturally the pillars of Red Ink Workshop. They were the kind of people who had hundreds of followers wherever they went.
There were only 19 top performers in the entire Red Ink Workshop. It was up to them whether they wanted to perform or not, so sometimes there would be no top performer for a whole day.
The top performers had their own training room, so An Lin could not see them.
But An Lin knew that those top performers were his real opponents. He hoped that there would be a top performer who wanted to perform tonight. Otherwise, he would not have a chance to be a top performer.
Spending more than twice as many votes as the top performer. This difficulty … Tsk, tsk, tsk …
An Lin suddenly became a little excited.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way."
"Brother Jin is coming!"
The crowd was forcibly pushed aside by a few people.
An extremely strong and handsome man with a beard walked over slowly with a Soul Smoke in his mouth. He was surrounded by a few equally good-looking brand-name men.
"Are you the trainee who got an exclusive performance as soon as he joined Red Ink Workshop?" The man who was called Brother Jin looked down at An Lin and said with a sneer, "You're just a pretty boy. What can you do?"
In the face of this man's sarcasm, the warm and friendly trainees did not dare to speak up for An Lin. Obviously, they were afraid of Brother Jin.
At this time, a girl who looked pure but had a proud face next to Brother Jin crossed her arms in front of her chest and said with a smile, "You're Liu Dabao, right? Why don't you greet him? "
"Jin Feihong is the top performer in Red Ink Workshop. He is very interested in you and wants to recruit you as his follower."
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