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

After He Zishu stepped down from the stage, all the trainees continued to feel emotionally high.

They have come all the way from the beginning of the program to the present.

Having gone through countless grade evaluations, it is unpredictable from pending seats to promotion, or direct elimination.

Everyone gritted their teeth and walked over, but the game was not over yet.

As long as the curtain is not over, it is impossible to do what you want without reservation.

But today, because of the appearance of He Zishu and the others, the feeling of someone "carrying" for them was extremely strong.

Especially after He Zishu and Xia Tian played on the same stage.

Can appear in this place, and go all the way to the present, no one is without talent.

More or less, God has rewarded them with many "unobtainable" in the eyes and mouths of others.

But what they have to fight for is definitely not just talent, but also hard work.

Xia Tian worked very hard.

In many places where the "camera" can't see, he actually pondered a lot day and night.

But in this place, there are too many people who need to be taken care of by the camera, and there is nothing more for him.

Before they came, they were repeatedly instilled with a truth: as long as they work hard enough and are serious enough, they will be seen by others.

They believed it, and they did.

But when everyone is working hard enough and serious enough, their hard work and seriousness seem to be worthless.

This state of self-doubt slowly affects everyone.

Therefore, before the official announcement of the honorary mentors, the program team specially said a word to them-"The people invited this time are to give you a shot in the arm."

They didn't understand it before, but now they understand it.

It was like Xia Tian, ​​who had never been "seen" before, was seen by He Zishu.

Not only saw it, but also led him to the camera in his own way.

There is a summer here.

But it's not just one summer.

This is what the four mentors are about.

After walking around the dormitory, the atmosphere was aroused by an unannounced impromptu performance. The program team suggested that the students take their tutors to the outdoor activity area downstairs.

The students were naturally happy, and hugged the four tutors and went downstairs noisily.

The supporting facilities and venues in the living area of ​​the program group are complete and standardized, just like a small campus.

They are all boys at an age that loves to play, so the program team didn't intend to restrict their nature.

He Zishu and Lu Jinchen walked around the red playground track, walked up the steps slowly, and sat in the auditorium on one side.

The sky was just right, and it fell on the body, spreading a thin layer of warmth.

The young trainees returned to the dormitory building, changed into their sportswear, and then surrounded them.

A light blue long-sleeved sweatshirt with irregular white stripes, a very familiar color scheme and style.

He Zishu crossed his hands and stacked them on the half-person-high guardrail. He looked down, smiled, and said, "Do all sportswear look like this? I thought I saw our school uniform."

The little chickens below looked up at He Zishu: "Teacher, are your high school uniforms so fashionable?"

"It doesn't count, just the sportswear," He Zishu replied, "It's required by the school, and I have to change it in physical education."

Before the young trainees below continued to speak, Lu Jinchen in the auditorium had already stood up leisurely.

Following He Zishu, he leaned against the guardrail, looked at him sideways, and said, "Would you like to go down and play?"

He Zishu: "What are you playing?"

Lu Jin turned his gaze downwards and asked, "What do you want to play?"

Someone quickly reacted and said, "Play basketball!"

Lu Jin raised her eyes and looked at He Zishu: "Basketball, are you going?"

Before He Zishu could react, the ground exploded first.

Does Team Lu mean to play basketball with them? !

These gods descended to the earth to send warmth, and they even gave a basketball game as a gift? !

Just now, they were still regretting that they didn't have the fate of performing on the same stage in Xia Tian, ​​and in a blink of an eye, Team Lu actually said that they wanted to play basketball together? !

"Teacher! Hurry up! We have contracted this basketball court for you!"

"I'm ready!"

"That's right! The teacher is too boring just sitting around! Come down and warm up!"

He Zishu saw that these students were all excited, and didn't want to spoil the fun, so he nodded in response.

He just wanted to get up, but Lu Jinchen looked at the students and continued to ask, "Do you have any extra clothes?"

Student: "Teacher, what clothes do you want?"

Lu Jinchen pointed casually: "That's it."

"Ours? Yes! There are a lot of spares! Wait a minute, teacher, let's get them!"

The last few people in the crowd rushed out the moment Lu Jinchen asked for the same sportswear.

Boys always have a different kind of attachment to football uniforms and team uniforms, as if they were born with feelings.

Especially when the whole team wears the same clothes, once they stand on the field, the momentum wins half the battle.

But today, not only can I play with these few people, but I can also wear the same clothes. This idea is like an electric shock, and it goes around my body.

Everyone was afraid that these gods would find it troublesome, and then they would regret it, and almost sprinted at a speed of [-] meters to get the clothes.

There is an equipment room downstairs in the auditorium, which is temporarily used as a dressing room.

After changing her clothes, Lu Jinchen sat on the bench by the door and waited for He Zishu.

Actually, he doesn't want to play basketball.

The reason why he brought it up without warning was because the man said that the clothes looked like those he wore when he was studying.

So Lu Jin was deeply moved.

He wanted to see what that man looked like before he met him, without his participation.

After thinking about it, I did it.

The door of the equipment room was a bit old and was buzzing by the wind.

When He Zishu came out, he didn't wear a prison bag, leaving a little gap.

The wind inside the house and the wind outside collided in this gap, collided, and blew away again.

It tilted shut again.

The voice was a little loud, which made He Zishu startled.

Lu Jinchen just looked at He Zishu quietly.

Watching him come out full of youthful air.

Look at his soft appearance that is completely different from the stage.

Look at his extraordinarily childish little movements.

Just one look, and my heart just fell apart.

Lu Jinchen could even imagine what He Zishu looked like when he was studying.

Mostly the same as now.

Regular and gentle, the zipper of the school uniform is pulled up to the neck in an orderly manner, clean and neat.

Even with a face that is eye-catching enough.

Lu Jinchen wanted to tease this person to call him "senior".

Before the two of them had time to speak, the students who had warmed up after running two laps had already surrounded them.

Start 4D surround sound and start blowing rainbow farts all the way to the basketball court.

The students were unwilling to put He Zishu and Lu Jinchen in the same team, so they were divided into two teams according to the number of people, but the task of taking off and pulling the ball naturally fell to the two instructors.

Given served as the referee, standing between the two at the vertical center line, with a basketball in his hand.

He Zishu and Lu Jinchen were very close.

He Zishu looked at the basketball in Givenchy's hand.

But Lu Jinchen looked at He Zishu.

Given the overall situation, he coughed.

He Zishu was a little puzzled, lowered his eyes, and met Lu Jinchen's gaze.

The corner of Lu Jinshen's mouth curled up, relying on the fact that he didn't bring a radio microphone, he said extremely presumptuously, "Want it?"

He Zishu didn't speak, but blinked.

Lu Jin coaxed and lied: "I'll give it to you if you call the senior."

Given couldn't stand it anymore.

Facing Lu Jinchen's ear, there was a "beep -" and an extremely sharp whistle sounded.

Then he threw the ball up regardless of his captain's life or death.

He Zishu slightly bent his body to take off, raised his hand and missed the ball, but touched Lu Jinchen's hand first.

He subconsciously shrank back, and the kickoff fell into Lu Jinchen's hands.

The Leqing team in the auditorium has exploded.

Because there are only so many people playing, they are at the foot of the "Imperial City" after all, so they automatically gave up this spot.

The program team was afraid that they would feel unbalanced, so they specially approved their mobile phones and allowed them to take pictures in the auditorium.

But these people's minds were full of the scene just now, and they were fighting wildly in the small group.

"Why do I feel weird between ACE and Army Corps! Ah! What the hell am I thinking!"

"Did you see it? The kick-off game just now! I think Teacher Lu's angle is very strange! It doesn't seem to be touching the ball at all! It's like touching the hand deliberately!"

"Delete it, delete it! There is a picture in my mind!"

"State szd!"

"Shut up!"

"Damn, these two people are gods, why can they look so good in this kind of clothes?"

……

The score on the field kept seeing and seeing, and the offensive rhythm gradually accelerated with the ever-shrinking time.

And the Leqing trainee team didn't care about the result of the competition at all.

After all, no matter which team wins.

It was they, Le Qing, who won.

The news in the group quickly reached 99+.

At this moment, the sentence "Hurry up!!!!" quickly swiped the screen.

Several people immediately managed their expressions, and looked up as if nothing had happened.

Then I saw the score freeze on the field, neither winning nor losing, it was a coincidence that the score was even.

But the point is not here at all.

Instead, the Lu team actually dragged their lead singer out of the stadium in broad daylight and under the bright sky.

Even though he was holding his wrist through his clothes!

But rounding off is like interlocking fingers!

Everyone sat upright, staring at the two of them intently.

When the two approached the auditorium, and when they saw the situation clearly, their expressions couldn't hold back any longer.

Because they found the legendary big devil, the corners of his eyes were red and he was in a bad mood.

It was as if I had just cried.

What did they just miss?

Why can't I cry while playing basketball?

What did Teacher Lu do?

Xie Muran came out from one side with three bottles of water, looked at the juniors with indescribable expressions, and frowned: "What kind of expression is this?"

"Thank you, teacher, what's wrong with him? Why, why are you crying?"

"Did you lose the game?"

Xie Muran was passing water to Lu Jinchen through the gap in the guardrail, when he heard that, he turned his head: "Who is crying?"

The little trainees tremblingly stretched out their fingers and pointed at He Zishu.

Xie Muran came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing: "What are you thinking, sand got into your eyes."

Lu Jinshen took the water and brought him to the equipment room.

Wet a tissue and wiped He Zishu's eyes.

He Zishu raised his head, his eyes trembled slightly because of the astringency, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Because it has a little water vapor, it is extraordinarily translucent.

Lu Jin rubbed heavily, and unconsciously slowed down.

This is not really a safe position.

Even a little dangerous.

It took him a lot of effort to keep his composure.

Don't let yourself be kissed.

Lu Jin sighed heavily: "Is it cold?"

Just after sweating, the equipment room is not like the outside, there is not enough sunlight, and it has been closed for a long time, and there seem to be dust particles stirring in the air.

He Zishu nodded.

So Lu Jinchen led the people out, and went up to the auditorium through the stairs on one side.

The place where the two sat was just a few seats away from Leqing's squad.

The dialogue was word-for-word, drifting into the little trainees who were desperately stretching their ears to eavesdrop.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Put on your clothes."

"Isn't this yours?"

"Well, put it on."

"What about mine?"

"The nape of your neck is getting red from the sun. Yours doesn't have a hat, so it can't cover the sun."

"Is it red? I don't feel it."

"I see, boy, put your hat on."

Everyone: "..."

The phone in his hand finally vibrated.

Someone spoke.

The small team looked at the screen silently, and only said, "Please objectively evaluate the friendship of the fairy team members of our Leqing first day team."

There was silence in the group.

After a while, the phone beeped.

The crowd bowed their heads.

"Sorry, I can't be objective, state szd."