The Villain Just Wants to be a Salted Fish

The enthusiastic cheers on the scene reached its peak at this moment, and fans began to shout and revel, and the waves of cheer directly overwhelmed the background music.

It wasn't until a soft "hush" sounded that the audience held on to their excitement, their emotions, and stared at the center of the stage intently.

The audience was quiet, only a glazed light flashed across, and five figures with hazy outlines. The mist ignited by the dry ice rose slowly, and their figures were even more ethereal.

Suddenly, a red figure rushed out from the back. The boy smiled charmingly. He stood still for a second, without giving the audience a moment to mesmerize him, he supported himself up on the spot and jumped up in the air. After a perfect backflip, he landed steadily.

The lights of the whole audience lit up, and the music suddenly sounded. The other four teammates immediately followed, and the uniform dance instantly ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

The audience at the scene failed to suppress the screams in their throats, and accompanied by the sound of music resounding across the stage——

"Damn! That backflip just now was so awesome!"

"Gosh, Ye Zexi's opening act is too handsome!"

"Damn! Ye Zexi's dance is so strong, I thought he would only do house dance!"

"Handsome! Cool! Backflips are really hard! But house dancing is not easy either!"

Some fans have been in fandom for a long time, and some are just starting to be in a fandom.

The action of a backflip is quite unfamiliar yet familiar to them, they were quite unclear of what great about a backflip. But when they saw it with their own eyes, they had to admit the shock and burst that moment brought.

The music was more exciting and loud, the dance on the stage was smooth, and the atmosphere of the scene had reached its climax.

All the audience couldn't help but follow the rhythm and waved the banner in their hands.

The burning stage was unfolding before their eyes.

It could be said that the most difficult thing to look away from was the red figure---Ye Zexi.

It was clearly a dance of five people, but the four people around him were not so outstanding, and the eyes of the audience could only follow him.

He is like a king walking through the crowd, he is proud, he is intoxicated.

Every jump, every stretch of arms, is full of agility.

He raised his arms and waved, and the audience shouted and screamed.

He smiled confidently, and the fans went crazy about it.

The applause continued, and the shouts continued.

A five-person team dance, led by Ye Zexi alone.　　

In the live chat, someone suddenly sighed:

"This dance gives me the feeling that Ye Zexi is the main lead, and the rest are dancers."

It was quickly received:

"Same! I want to watch other people, but I can't help but keep my eyes on him! So handsome!"

People who shared the same idea were not only the audience.

Even Tang Jing on the stage thought so.

Ye Zexi's position is not forward, not C, and every time he is either on the edge or in the corner.

But despite this, people will still look at him involuntarily.

When they stood closeby, Tang Jing could see it now.

The laziness that Ye Zexi had while off stage had disappeared the moment he was on stage, instead he had this relaxed and comfortable expression, and a strong and powerful dance.

Occasionally, when he looked back, Tang Jing could still see the light in Ye Zexi's apricot eyes, and the small moles under his eyes became stunning with every move.

Ye Zexi is a confident and strong opponent.

When he is not serious, they can only see Ye Zexi's laziness and coziness.

But once he gets serious, everything around him would be diminished.

Includes Tang Jing.

A huge panic quickly engulfed him, and when he lost his senses, Tang Jing's footsteps slipped, and he was about to fall straight down.

Ye Zexi suddenly jumped up, one arm caught Tang Jing's slightly slippery body.

"Be careful, I will push you up, make sure to keep your expression in check."

Ye Zexi's voice was low, with a hint of magnetism.

But Tang Jing was already panicking, his rhythm was interrupted by himself.

Although Ye Zexi did save the field, Tang Jing did not respond to him with a perfect cooperation.

"Just now...was that a mistake?" Qu Xiao whispered.

"It should be, Ye Zexi reacted very quickly." Shan Zeyu nodded, so the audience didn't see it.

Yuan Ming frowned and shook his head: "Still haven't adjusted it yet."

At this time, other teammates on the stage also noticed that Tang Jing had just made a mistake.

Tang Jing's movements were no longer smooth, and the smile on his face was somewhat reluctant. Even with several dance moves, he delayed them by half a beat.

Not good.

Everyone slowly passed this thought.

At this time, the audience also noticed something wrong.

"What's the matter with Tang Jing? How come his moves are slower by half a beat?"

"Why do I feel that he is watching other people's movements and following them, is he forgetting his dance moves?"

"That supporting move that he and Ye Zexi did just now, why do I feel that it is a bit like Tang Jing made a mistake and Ye Zexi came to the rescue?"

Tang Jing's mind completely went blank right now on stage. He had practiced two full-nights on these dance moves. After that unexpected mistake, he had now forgotten everything.

What to do?

There will be more than ten seconds of his solo next. Right now he can watch other people and follow their movements, but in the next segment, no one will accompany him in his solo.

Panic engulfed Tang Jing, and a dense layer of cold sweat formed on his forehead.

Soon, it will be his turn in ten seconds!

What will he do?

The next time they changed positions, Ye Zexi moved to the front of Tang Jing without warning.

The moment he turned sideways, he lowered the volume: "Look at me."1

Tang Jing was surprised.

When he looked up, Ye Zexi was already standing in front of him.