All male gods are academic masters [boy group]

In early spring, the weather is windy and sunny, which is a good weather for painting.

Sitting in front of the desk with white ink, the brush is saturated with ink, and is finely sketched on the rice paper.

"What are you doing?"

His right hand trembled, the brush tilted, and the tip of the brush uncontrollably brought out a touch on the painting.Bai Mo put down the brush and looked at the intruder helplessly.

"Why didn't you knock on the door?"

"Tsk, we're roommates! Knock on the door to see others!" Lu Ran came over, chewing an apple, "Can you draw Chinese paintings?"

"kindness."

"Hey! Not bad! Come on, draw me a picture!"

Bai Mo put his pen and ink away, not wanting to pay attention to this neuropathy that only gave him a headache.

"If you don't help me draw, I'll sleep with you today." Lu Ran smiled brightly.

"..."

Mr. Bai had never seen such a shameless person since he was a child. He only felt that the roots of his teeth were itchy for no apparent reason, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Picking up the pen resignedly, Bai Mo commanded: "Sit there, sit down."

Lu Ran obediently put down the apple and sat upright.

If it was someone else, they must take this opportunity to let Lu Ran sit for a while longer.But Bai Mo won't.

He was serious and sincere, and really drew a picture for Lu Ran.

Lu Ran rubbed her stiff waist, looked at herself painted in white ink, her eyes couldn't help being tinged with joy, but she still pretended to be picky: "I didn't draw my charm!"

"(*￣︿￣)" You don't have such a thing.

"╮(╯▽╰)╭Hey, I can barely watch it."

"(￣_,￣)"

"In order to repay your painting, why not..."

“(“)~→”

"Why don't I draw a picture for you too!"

"...What trick are you thinking of?" Bai Mo didn't believe it.

"This time it's true." Lu Ran was rarely serious, "Wait for me."

He made a fool of himself like this, but Bai Mo really got a little interested. Seeing that Lu Ran came back with a bunch of things after a while, he couldn't help saying: "You are..."

sketch?

Sketchpad, pencil, drawing paper.

Nothing can connect with this person in front of me!

However, the person in front of him did pick up these things in an orderly manner, put the drawing board on the shelf, and then looked at him: "Sit down! This time I will draw you!"

"..."

Bai Mo posed casually, but Lu Ran began to draw seriously.

In the warm spring, the sun was just right, the young man's brows were gentle and serene, he was pondering carefully with a paintbrush, even the tear mole at the corner of his eye was less domineering.

Hey... If only he could be so quiet all the time... Bai Mo sighed silently in his heart.

After drawing for a long time, Lu Ran finally put away the brush and handed the painting to Bai Mo proudly.

"How is it? Is the painting good?"

It's really good.

The eyebrows and eyes of the people in the painting are as light as ink, and the corners of the mouth are curved in a soft arc.It seems that he is in a trance, his eyes are foggy but not foggy, slightly blurred, this gentle expression seems to be thinking of his beloved.

The brushwork is delicate, the lines are smooth, and the precise sense of space makes the people in the paintings come to life, which shows the solidity of the painters.

Looking up at Lu Ran, whose eyes were wide open and waiting for praise like a puppy, Bai Mo couldn't help laughing: "Not bad."

"o(*≧▽≦)ツ I know it! My painting skills are absolutely unprecedented! Hahaha!"

"..." Bai Mo didn't bother to deal with this idiot who was sick again, so he gave him a blank look, but carefully put the painting away.

***

Today is the official start of the trainee period, Wenci has packed up and arrived at the practice room at 07:30 in the morning.

"Why are you following here? Didn't you say you'll come back at eight o'clock sharp?" Wen Ci turned around and looked at the "little tail".

Liang Zheng looked innocent: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Eight o'clock exactly? Who?"

"..."

Trying hard to shield this brazen person, Wen Ci found a random place and sat down.

Before [-]:[-], the rest of the people also arrived one after another, obviously attaching great importance to the first training.

"Huh? One is missing?" Wen Ci glanced at them, and there were seven of them.

"He hasn't come to report yet." Chu Heng was expressionless, "The name is Su Linhuai."

Liang Zheng had greeted everyone last night, so now the only unidentified person left is "Su Linhuai".The formal training has already started, but this person has not arrived yet, everyone is very curious.

"Su Linhuai is the main composer in our group, and he is composing our first title song, so we can't come yet." The person who spoke was Lin Jizheng, who hadn't seen him for a long time, followed by Ding Hanyan, and another person he didn't know man.

"This is Ding Hanyan, the chief assistant." Lin Jizheng introduced to several people, succinctly, "This is Cheng Luqi, your vocal teacher."

The vocal music teacher is said to be in his 30s, but he has a baby face and looks like he is only in his early 20s. When they saw Wen Ci, they all looked over. He was a little embarrassed and greeted with a blushing face.

Liang Zheng saw it, and smiled playfully: "Why is the teacher blushing? Did you see that we were too handsome and got shocked?"

"Huh? No, it's not..."

"(￣^￣) Oh? That means we don't think we are handsome?"

"No, it's not..." Cheng Luqi waved his hands in a panic.

"Tsk, teacher, you are so entangled, are you handsome or not?"

"..."

Wen Ci clenched his fist slightly, squeezed his thumb hard, and decided to stay away from this psychopath.In the end, before he could take a step, he was dragged back by Liang Zheng and directly wrapped him in his arms.

Warm speech: "(___)ノ｜......"

Seeing this scene, several people who already knew Liang Zheng's nature cast sympathetic looks at Wen Ci.

Lin Jizheng smiled slightly, looking happy to see the result.

For the entertainment industry, strength alone is not enough if one wants to stand out. Gossip can play a major role in promoting it.

But as a boy group, it is very fatal to gossip with female stars, but fortunately, now that rotten girls are in power, proper selling of rotten people definitely does more good than harm for a team.

This point has been considered as early as when the group was first established, so there is an arrangement of two people in one dormitory.

Yes, this is actually what is said in the legend - the official match.

How many people know the company's arrangements.So in the face of this "official partner" in name, Wen Ci really couldn't push him away in front of his agent. It's only his fault that his own life was bad, and he got paid for this (ノへ￣、).. ....

Although he was "difficult" by the bad student Liang Zheng at the beginning, Cheng Luqi still got into the mood very quickly after the course officially started.

Different from the shyness just now, Cheng Luqi, who started to teach, seemed to be a different person. He was serious and cautious, and treated several people very strictly.

"You don't want your voice, do you?" Cheng Luqi took off his earphones and walked towards You Sheng in the audition area, "If you just yell like this, your voice will be ruined sooner or later."

You Sheng touched/patted his head with an innocent face.After all, this is the first time to receive voice training, and he didn't sing before.

After patiently explaining some common sense to You Sheng, and pointing out some of his shortcomings, Cheng Luqi turned his attention to Chu Hengwu who was next auditioning: "You have to learn from him and sing well."

Chu Hengwu responded lightly.

Seeing that Chu Hengwu was so calm, Wen Ci really admired him. This kind of person who usually doesn't even bother to talk, now wants to sing, which is really embarrassing for him.

In the anticipation of everyone's attention, Chu Heng took a step forward to put on the headset, cleared his throat, ignored everyone's different eyes, and said:

......

"This summer is coming to close. And I'm starting to figure out. I'm counting the days until you're coming back."

The cool voice, with a low and soft voice, seems to be talking to himself, or talking to the person he loves the most.

"So please don't forget to call me. Just to let me know. Just reassure me. You'redoingokay'milesawayfromme. You're doing fine without me."

In the quietest night, I miss that long-lost lover, miss, reluctance, all kinds of lingering.

......

Until the last sound slowly dissipated in the recording studio, Wen Ci still didn't recover.

He looked over and felt that Chu Heng's Wujing profile seemed to be filled with tenderness at this moment.

There is a kind of magic in this voice, which seems to guide you to approach him, let you go through this song, feel the introverted and deep tenderness under his calm appearance, and then indulge in it, unable to extricate yourself.

Although he doesn't know vocal music, he can tell that Chu Hengwu sings very well.

Cheng Luqi, who was a vocal teacher, was even more shocked.

Whether it is the sense of rhythm, rhythm, grasp of breath pauses, as well as timbre and transition, Chu Hengwu's performances are all perfect!

It can even be said that even with the most rigorous professional standards, his performance is outstanding.

However, Chu Hengwu, who was bathed in shock or admiration from his surroundings, still looked calm and relaxed. He took a step back and took off the headset, and then suddenly looked at Wen Ci.

The sudden look at each other made Wen Ci's heart tremble suddenly.

There was still tenderness in that person's eyes, which seemed to be separated by a thin layer of mist, but it was still unreservedly transmitted to his eyes.

However, this meeting was interrupted before it lasted long.

Wen Ci only felt that his eyes were dark, and a beautiful palm directly blocked his eyes and cut off his sight.

In this brief darkness, someone clung to his ear, the voice was low and sweet, with a slight twist at the end: "Wen Xiaoci, who are you looking at?"

Before he could answer, the man turned him around again, facing himself, and said with a smile, "Look at me, I'm pretty."

Warm words: "..."

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The author has something to say: the song in this chapter: summer'ssong is a very nice song~ everyone can go and listen to it~

This chapter exposes properties:

Chu Hengwu: The Sound of Nature

Liang Zheng: Perverted possessiveness (Wen Ciyu) The author said...this is just the beginning...