It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

Night was falling.

The corridor lights on each floor of the practice dormitory building are on.

The hour hand on the wall is unbiased, just pointing to the "12" in the center.

It was already past the curfew time, but the program team abnormally didn't turn on the lights or remind them.

It seems to have acquiesced to this blatant "violation".

"Hey, tell me, if I fold the quilt into tofu cubes tomorrow, will it look fake and contrived?"

"Forget it, the premise is not whether it's fake or not, whether it's fake or not, the premise is that you know how to do it?"

"Is there anything else that hasn't been cleaned?"

"Oh, by the way, go to the balcony and have a look at our cactus. If it's not thriving, pour some water to save it."

All kinds of voices emerged one after another, along the brightly lit corridor, sweeping all the way up and down the stairway, and couldn't pick out a place that was not noisy.

Especially Yu Luo and the others who came from Leqing.

The dormitory is like having a party, with heads moving around.

"Luo, have you met the four mentors in Leqing?" Someone leaned against the climbing pole and raised his head to ask Yu Luo who was folding clothes.

"No," Yu Luo poked his head out while pulling on the guardrail.

Then he glanced at the camera, and after confirming that it was turned off, he let go of his voice and said: "Our company's number one cash cow, the person who shakes off the gold leaf every time a small wind blows, where is our little trainee?" see you!"

"I have bumped into Mr. Shen several times, but none of these four teachers."

Yu Luo was halfway through speaking, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Qiao Jun walking slowly by the gate carrying a bucket.

That is, when he entered Le Qing at the same time as him, his mind suddenly flashed, and he quickly said: "Xiao Qiao has seen it! Quick! Pull him in!"

The people below turned their heads and started to move.

In a few seconds, an innocent passer-by passed by in a low-key manner was carried into the dormitory even with a bucket.

"Tell me quickly, where did you meet your mentor? Are all four of you there? Or is it just one?"

Qiao Jun's mouth twitched.

The person concerned is now regretting, very regretful.

Why expose the fact that you have met your mentor in front of them.

So much so that tonight, from the third floor to the seventh floor, a whole dormitory lecture tour was held.

At that moment, Qiao Jun deeply realized the true meaning of the phrase "the essence of human beings is a repeater".

He said without soul: "It's early in the morning. In the dance practice room, I only saw Mr. Xie and said, 'I'm still practicing dance at such a late hour, thanks for your hard work'. I didn't dare to go forward, and didn't have much communication."

"Be specific, be specific!"

"I want to hear the details!"

Qiao Jun was so disturbed that he took a deep breath.

Qiao Jun felt that it was an accident when he saw Xie Muran in Leqing that day.

I just learned a dance in the morning, but I didn't dance smoothly, which caused my progress to not catch up, so I had to secretly make up lessons at night.

In fact, he himself couldn't tell the time clearly, he only knew that the landmark building a street away - the flat copper chiming clock, buzzed twice.

I guess it was around 12 o'clock.

Just as he was about to turn off the music and sit down to take a breath, he looked through the mirror and saw a person leaning against the door.

When he saw who was coming, he turned around immediately in fright.

I didn't even have time to think about how long this person had been standing at the door, whether he had just arrived.

He still remembered that Xie Muran was wearing a white loose hooded sweater.

The hat was a little too big and covered it loosely, covering her hair and half of her face.

I don't know if that person is in a bad mood, or if his idol filter is too thick.

I always felt that there was a very pure sense of alienation around that person.

Or for a more appropriate, aura.

In the words of fans, it means that A is out of the sky, making people dare not approach easily.

He woke up instantly, bent over quickly, bowed, and called "Teacher".

The man responded, took off his hat, smiled, and said, "I'm still practicing dancing at such a late hour, thank you for your hard work."

Qiao Jun didn't remember what he said later.

Especially after Xie Muran pointed out a misplaced step for him.

I just feel like I exploded into a firework.

I just thought I could still dance for three days and three nights.

Qiao Jun finished speaking leisurely.

The bottom started to boil.

"Mr. Xie is still in the company so late, he should be practicing dance."

"What's the matter with the visual sense of this idol drama?"

"You didn't go up to ask for an autograph? That's Xie Muran! Chief boy group! Yimu! Thank you boss! Xiao Qiao, wake up!"

……

Early the next morning.

Before the wake-up bell rang for "Family Love", everyone had already washed up.

"Why do I have the feeling that when I was studying, when the school grades were critical, the committee came in person and the whole school was under martial law? Why am I so nervous? It's not the final, why am I so nervous? It's like I will be eliminated because the quilt is not folded properly! "

"There really are tofu cubes, don't you guys! Are you judging some life model? Then I can only get a little expert in eating."

"Come here! Stop making trouble!"

The stairs in the dormitory building are not wide, even narrow.

The sound of footsteps was amplified by the tiny space, and spread out.

Everyone held their breath.

The photographer following He Zishu walked out from the stairs ahead of He Zishu and the others.

Staring at each other with a group of trainees.

Immediately, He Zishu and the others walked out leisurely.

Today, the four of them are dressed casually, all in private clothes, all black, and no makeup.

Compared with yesterday's thugs in suits, there is a little more smoke and fire.

But left and right are so negligible.

"Why are you all standing here?" Xie Muran looked at the two lines in front of him and laughed outright.

The meaning conveyed verbally by the program group is to ask them to go to the dormitory, chat with the students, and work part-time as a "psychological mentor" before the game.

So they are not here to score, let alone inspect.

But these trainees obviously misunderstood their reason for this battle.

Xie Muran and He Zishu looked at each other, thinking that the show crew must be "playing tricks" behind their backs.

He Zishu looked at the student closest to him, and said with a smile, "What did the program team tell you?"

The man replied honestly: "It said that the tutor will go to the dormitory and check."

Given frowned: "Check what?"

The student was dumbfounded by the question, and subconsciously wanted to blurt out "check hygiene".

But after weighing it a little bit, I feel that this sentence is very sick.

Let these gods go to the dormitory to check the sanitation?

Is it something that humans can do?

But after thinking about it, it's not about checking hygiene.

Everyone stayed up until midnight last night, cleaning up at the same time, for what?

Seeing that the man didn't answer for a long time, He Zishu was afraid of frightening him, so he said, "Go back to the dormitory, let's just wander around."

"Then teacher, can I ask for an autograph first?" A student in the middle of the line suddenly raised his hand.

He Zishu nodded: "Yes."

The man trotted forward, pinched his collar, and said casually: "Sign here, sign here! Sign it in your heart!"

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

This is an age that dares to say anything, plus the four seniors who were in the mentor seat yesterday suddenly stepped down from the altar and appeared here, which is novel and exciting.

One hit the head, and the boys all let go.

It took a while to stop.

A few people randomly entered a dormitory, Xie Muran put his hand on the railing of the bunk bed, patted it, and said casually: "Are all bunk beds?"

"Well, as far as the floors are concerned, the layout of the rooms is the same, bunk beds." The little trainee nodded.

After the ups and downs just now, most of the tension was gone, so I asked: "Teacher, before you debuted, did you live together like us?"

When the company group debuts, most of them will allocate dormitories for the convenience of management.

Xie Muran: "Well, live together."

The little student asked again: "Is it the company dormitory?"

Xie Muran couldn't remember clearly either, so he tilted his head and asked Given, "Did we live there in the first place?"

He seems to have lived in Lu Jinchen's villa from the beginning, which is the current place.

Given nodded.

Xie Muran continued to reply: "I live in the captain's house, not far from the company."

Xie Muran spoke lightly, and the expressions of the young trainees behind him almost lost their expression.

Live in the captain's house.

Team Lu's family is in a situation where everyone has an AC number in mind.

Before they debuted, they lived in the dormitory, not only had to turn off the lights, but also had access control.

But the four mentors haven't made their debut yet, and they live in Dabieye.

The four of them went all the way up from the third floor.

Until I walked to the lobby on the seventh floor, I saw a circle of large objects placed in the center.

Piano, cello, guitar, and two sets of drums.

Lu Jin looked at the drum set with some interest, and said softly, "Arranged by the program team?"

"Well, we keep it on when we enter the camp, and sometimes when we are free, everyone will come to play."

"Oh, it's not the white drum set, it was brought by Xia Tian himself, and the black set is from the program group."

As soon as the man finished speaking, there was commotion in the rear right.

A boy was pulled one by one by the crowd, and pushed directly in front of He Zishu from the last position in the crowd.

He flushed all over his face.

The sound from below began to be noisy.

"Teacher, Xiaotian is your fan."

"Yes, I like you very much. Didn't Blood sing the song "Deserve It" last time? You played the drums, and he went to learn that song on purpose."

"He has played street performances before, and he plays drums very well. In his dreams, he wants to be on the same stage as you!"

The boy named "Xiamen" was coaxed until he couldn't lift his head.

He Zishu was quite impressed with this boy.

The sound is clean and unique.

But the most brilliant time is often when you are on the same stage with people.

Personal solo is always a bit hard to let go, and is even dubbed "the strongest support" by netizens.

He Zishu didn't expect that such a personality would actually play street performances.

And it was never shown on the show.

If it were another student, He Zishu might have refused.

After that, he sneaked in and picked up some drumming skills, but he was a little imaginary if he really wanted to fight.

But it happened to be him.

He Zishu sometimes sees a little bit of himself in this person.

But he has Lu Jinchen to help him.

Later, Bai Ying also wanted to give him a hand.

This person does not.

"Okay." He stabilized his mind, "Is that one all right? The others are all new at once, and I have almost forgotten them."

Xia Tian never thought that He Zishu would agree to him, so he suddenly raised his head.

The students behind him were more excited than him and shook him hard with their hands.

He muttered in a low voice: "Little Tian! Be sober!!!"

Only then did Xia Tian come back to his senses, the chick nodded frantically as if pecking rice.

Lu Jin suppressed her voice, and said in He Zishu's ear: "Want to take him?"

He Zishu nodded.

This person was a bit reluctant to let go, and everyone put the label of 'the strongest support' on him.

That kind of constant subtle influence will actually make him continue to deny himself.

He wanted to help him, to let him see himself.

He Zishu walked to the drum set and sat down.

He took the drum stick and turned it around gently in his hand, looking for the feeling.

The little students below also became excited, and someone shouted: "Teacher, did you learn to play the drum by yourself?"

He Zishu heard the words.

Suddenly, I remembered the conversation I had with Lu Jinchen in the hospital that day.

"But if others ask about it in the future, they should say that I taught it."

Almost subconsciously, He Zishu raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Jinchen.

Unexpectedly, he ran straight into Lu Jinchen's line of sight and entangled him for a while.

He Zishu lowered his head and pursed his mouth slightly: "No, someone else taught it."

Because of the phrase "others taught me", Lu Jinchen was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The trainees were at a loss.

what just happened?

Why did Lu Dui and the big devil only look at each other and then laughed?

But the program team didn't give them time to react, and the background music was already playing.

"Deserve It" is originally a fast song with a burst of rhythm, and it is recognized as a divine comedy for the atmosphere.

So as soon as the prelude sounded, everyone cheered up.

Then the trainees saw that He Zishu's expression changed.

Even not long ago, this man was still chatting with them gently.

But the music is only together, and the drumsticks are only tapped on the drum twice casually, and the whole atmosphere changes.

Even if there is no makeup, no lighting, no styling.

The devil is still the devil, the man at the top of the stage chain.

The rhythm of the music was getting stronger, he kept looking at Xia Tian on the right from the corner of his eye, and saw that the person was still a little reserved.

After thinking about it, according to my body memory, I played two flower hands.

It was the relaxed Slay feeling of the audience again, and there was a burst of screaming from below.

Seeing this, Xia Tian quickly followed He Zishu's pace.

He has played street music himself, and the rhythm and strength of drumming are excellent, so he quickly entered the state.

He Zishu smiled lightly, and gradually let go of the rhythm.

It's not that I didn't fight, but that I was dissatisfied with the fight.

An important node has not been missed, but it is already cooperating with Xia Tian.

Xia Tian's mind is full of the excitement of playing music with idols on the same stage, and the more he plays, the more he becomes more comfortable.

That state surprised all the trainees below.

They have never seen such a warm and soft summer.

Then when everyone came back to their senses, they realized that He Zishu was not just fulfilling Xia Tian's dream, but was helping Xia Tian.

It was he who took the initiative to give up the dominance of the stage.

Let it go to a small trainee.

They could even imagine that when the show airs, this piece of music alone will help Xia Tian attract many fans.

This realization made everyone's hearts a little hot.

After a long series of legato, He Zishu and Xia Tian looked at each other, and at the same time threw the drum stick high and caught it steadily.

Finally, he hit the drum hard.

"Boom -" sound.

A song ends.

There were screams and applause from below, almost breaking the roof.

The few boys who got on top didn't care about the "unhuman" Captain Lu standing in front of them, so they dared to speak up.

"Mr. Lu! Instructor He was chosen by you, right?"

"Then please evaluate the teacher's performance today!"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "Evaluate? How do you evaluate?"

"It's like how the mentor is now training with us for debut. As a mentor, you can objectively evaluate today's performance!"

Lu Jinchen shook his head lightly.

Yun Danfeng opened his mouth lightly: "I can't be objective."

The trainees below listened attentively.

It's not that you can't evaluate, it's that you can't be objective.

Lu Jinchen turned around slowly and looked at He Zishu on the stage.

Because I like him too much.

Therefore, it cannot be objective.