Seeing Michaeli put him last, Mo Yan only wanted to say one thing.
"Shady!"
"Okay, there are two small training rooms behind here. Take the keys and go cramming. Don't get kicked out."
Michaeli said as he threw two keys over. Then he waved his hand and ran to chat with the other contestants.
Michaeli just said that although he was also participating in this performance competition, he needed to control the entire process in real time.
Including the contestants backstage, many of them were personally invited by him.
Thinking about it this way, spending so much time on the three of them and bringing Mo Yan to the spotlight was already extremely benevolent.
Moreover, Mo Yan and Mark were not professional trainers who participated in performance competitions. If the performance was botched, Michaeli would definitely bear the corresponding risk.
He was the last performer. Other than saying "the main character has to be the last to go on stage", his final task was to cover up the performance.
No matter how embarrassing or failed in the middle, if the ending was amazing enough, it would attract more praise.
Of course, the premise of all this was that Michaeli had absolute confidence in his performance.
"Boss, let's go together?" Mark took the keys and wanted to run away immediately, but seeing Mo Yan standing there motionless, he could only invite him from the bottom of his heart.
He had already thought of quite a few tricks to perform, and he couldn't wait to test them out.
Mo Yan glanced at Mark and waved his hand to send him away. He wanted to see what the audience of this era would do first, so that he could "drug the opponent" later.
"Hehe, if you want to be the main character, you have to ask me, Mo Yan, if I agree!" Mo Yan smiled coldly, vowing to show Michaeli his power.
Soon, the performance competition began. As the first contestant to go on stage, he was naturally carefully selected by Michaeli.
The performance couldn't be too bad. It would be best if it could be eye-catching, so that everyone would be looking forward to the following performance.
However, it could not be too strong. Otherwise, it would be difficult to arouse the enthusiasm of the audience.
Although Michaeli looked like he was the most flirtatious person in the world, he wasn't stupid. He had carefully studied all the details that would help with the show's effect.
Because he was backstage, Mo Yan could only watch the broadcast on the big screen. The first performer was a cute girl.
With light steps, she spun and jumped, sending out her performance sprite, the long-eared rabbit!
Then, the music started. The cute girl, Paper, and the long-eared rabbit, held hands and danced the waltz of love.
The entire dance was graceful, and the girl and the pet had a tacit understanding of each other. At the same time, it also greatly displayed the charm of the long-eared rabbit.
One was cute and mischievous, while the other was sexy and enchanting. Immediately, all the men, women, and children were attracted to them, and the venue was in an uproar.
The jackrabbit's most outstanding jumping ability was displayed to its fullest potential with a fancy jump high up in the sky.
Thunderous applause!
It was just her first performance, but it had already heated up the entire venue. That petite and cute girl was indeed very good.
Michaeli looked at this scene from backstage, and an extremely proud and genuine smile appeared on his face.
Needless to say, this smile was much less flirtatious, but more charming.
Didn't you see that the trainers around him who were participating in the performance were looking at Michaeli with infatuation? It was almost as good as the brainless fans outside.
Soon, the next performer came on stage. He sent out a handsome Flame Horse, and then commanded the Flame Horse to start drilling … drilling into the fire ring?
Most importantly, the fire ring was not made by the Flame Horse itself. The trainer had already made a prop iron ring, and then the Flame Horse ignited it on the spot.
All of a sudden, the entire performance competition was lowered by several levels. You let such a handsome Flame Horse drill into the fire ring?
And drill one after another, until the end …
Accompanied by sparse applause, this trainer rode the Flame Horse with a lonely expression and left the stage bleakly.
And the audience suddenly realized that the scene of the Flame Horse jumping off the stage was the most handsome highlight of the entire performance.
Tsk, then let's give him more applause.
Clap clap clap …
One after another, Mo Yan watched four or five more performances in a row. He realized that the predecessor of this so-called gorgeous competition was really a freak of nature, and there were all kinds of performers.
There were people who brought the Nonsense Tree on stage to perform crosstalk, people who hugged tail cats to play catch games, people who did aerobics with Freak Force …
It was really an eye-opener for Mo Yan, a "person from the future". Most importantly, many of the performances were very popular, and the audience's acceptance could be said to be very tolerant.
And there were very few performances that demonstrated the abilities of fairies through the combination of various skills, but as long as they appeared, the cheers would not be low.
After all, the biggest difference between humans and fairies was not whether or not they could do aerobics, whether or not they could play tossing games, or whether or not they could perform crosstalk.
It was that fairies could learn all kinds of skills, and could have special abilities that normal people could never have.
However, after these few competitions, Mo Yan had completely seen through the logic of Michaeli's arrangement of the order of appearance.
The whole competition was basically one strong and one weak, one strong and one weak.
And Michaeli was the first from the bottom, Mark was the third from the bottom, and he, Mo Yan, was the second from the bottom!
Hehe, Mo Yan licked his lips, and a fire flashed in his eyes. It was clearly a last-minute competition, and there were no prizes, but he had ignited the fire of war!
Just you wait, stupid Michaeli!
Bang!
Mo Yan closed the door of the training room, and began to cram at the last minute!
Time passed quickly. Mark heard the cheers coming from outside from time to time, and excitedly rubbed his hands. Looking at the cute ball of artificial cells on the stage, he felt that he was already standing on the stage of victory.
"Maybe this time, I can suppress the boss?" Mark smacked his lips, suddenly feeling very hopeful.
In terms of strength, I might not be able to beat him in this lifetime, but the performance competition was different. Everyone was a newbie, and I even studied last night.
No matter how much of a genius you are, you can't make something out of nothing!
The more Mark thought about it, the more excited he became. His smile became more and more perverted, and the ball of artificial cells trembled.
It's over, this idiotic owner is going to go crazy again.
"Dong dong dong!"
The knocking on the door sounded just right. Mark wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and returned to his normal self, pretending to be calm as he opened the door.
"Contestant Mark, right? It's your turn soon, come with me to prepare!" The staff member held the name list, and hurriedly urged.
"Okay, let's go, let's go! Oh right, the contestant behind me is in the training room next door, let's call him along. "
Mark thought about it, and decided to let the boss wait with him in the aisle.
This way, the boss could see with his own eyes how he suppressed him and won more applause.
Hehehe!
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