Your cps are together

The car was driving on the suburban road, Wen Ning was leaning on the back of the chair, he was still wearing Lu Huansheng's coat, his head was turned to one side, and he was already asleep.

There were no cars in the suburbs at this time, and it was very quiet. Lu Huansheng drove steadily and did not speed up. When the car stopped outside the dormitory, Wen Ning hadn't woken up yet.

Lu Huansheng unbuckled his seat belt. Instead of waking Wen Ning up immediately, he looked at Wen Ning quietly.

Wen Ning's lips were moist and slightly raised, and his eyelashes were long and curly, like a pure white angel.

Lu Huansheng stretched out his hand involuntarily, and slowly touched Wen Ning's cheek with his fingertips. Wen Ning's skin was very delicate, and there were no pimples common to young people on his face. He had a nearly perfect face. At that time, it seemed that he was not a creation of this world. Lu Huansheng's eyes gradually became dark, and a raging storm took shape in his eyes.

His fingertips slid across Wen Ning's cheek, Wen Ning's nose, and finally touched Wen Ning's lips.

Soft, moist, slightly pouty lips.

Lu Huansheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the sound of his breathing suddenly became louder in this confined space.

The doors separate this small space from the outside world.

Lu Huansheng never knew that his willpower was so weak. He was made of steel and iron, but at this moment he suddenly became a mortal body.

If he kisses now...

He can really know how soft these lips are, and he wants to hear more of the other party's voice.

Time seems to have been pressed by the pause button.

Lu Huansheng maintained this action until he withdrew his hand.

He held onto his forehead as if he was struggling, and when he subconsciously wanted to search for the medicine bottle, he suddenly realized that he didn't bring the medicine with him.

The darkness seemed to swallow him up at once.

"Wenning..."

Wen Ning was woken up by Lu Huansheng. He was sleeping soundly, and there were red marks on his face. He raised his head in a daze, looked at Lu Huansheng who was sitting in the driver's seat, and muttered, "Uncle Lu."

Lu Huansheng pursed his lips and said expressionlessly: "We're here, go back quickly."

Wen Ning was in a daze and hadn't fully woken up yet, so he didn't notice Lu Huansheng's face at this time. He opened the car door and rubbed his eyes: "Then I'll go back first, Uncle Lu, be careful, it's too late now , if you feel sleepy, you should ask a driver to come over."

Lu Huansheng's face gradually softened, and he said softly, "I know, go back to bed early."

Wen Ning nodded, got out of the car obediently, and then shook his hand at Lu Huansheng: "Goodbye."

Lu Huansheng watched Wen Ning enter the dormitory, and it was not until Wen Ning disappeared from his vision that Lu Huansheng leaned on the back of the chair.

He could feel his own mood swings, which wasn't a good sign.

Wen Ning returned to the dormitory, the gatekeeper let him in after confirming his identity, probably because someone had greeted him in advance, the uncle didn't even ask a few more questions, and only opened him after seeing Wen Ning's face clearly Door.

The door of the dormitory cannot be locked, Wen Ning pushed the door lightly, and everyone fell asleep, and the dormitory was quiet.

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief. He took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to change. There was no hot water in the middle of the night, so he could only wash his face and feet with cold water, and then climbed into bed lightly.

It is estimated that after a day of training, everyone is tired, and they are all young people, and the quality of sleep is very good. No one was woken up by Wen Ning.

Wen Ning lay on the bed and fell asleep within 2 minutes.

The next morning, they were woken up by the alarm.

After the high-intensity training the day before, the trainees got up very hard, their hands and feet seemed to be sealed on the bed, until their stomachs screamed because of hunger.

Wen Ning had finished washing at this time.

He can always get up while everyone else is sleeping and fix himself.

Because of the voting system of the program, the first episode will start broadcasting after it is edited. Now the Internet has begun to warm up, and major portal websites have related articles and drafts.

Mentors and special guests will also make official announcements one by one.

It's just that the players can't use their mobile phones, can't surf the Internet, and can't see any related discussions.

The trainees sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for the person who had just entered to wash up before going to the bathroom.

Wen Ning is not very hungry now, he is going to find Zheng He and Jiang Heng first, and he doesn't know if they are awake.

However, as soon as Wen Ning walked out of the dormitory, he saw Jiang Heng standing with his arms folded against the wall. Jiang Heng looked very bad. He probably didn't sleep much the night before, and his eyes were dark. When he saw Wen Ning come out, he just She pursed her lips and said, "I have something I want to ask you, something I should have asked last night."

Wen Ning was taken aback: "Why is it so urgent?"

He did remember that Jiang Heng said yesterday that he had something to talk to him after returning to the dormitory, but because Zhou Zhiwen came to pick him up, the matter had to be postponed, but he didn't expect Jiang Heng to be in such a hurry.

"Then where shall we go?" Wen Ning pointed to the window at the end of the corridor.

The nearby rooms are all utility rooms, unoccupied and without cameras, so they are fairly clean.

The program group will not completely deny the players personal space and privacy.

Jiang Heng nodded, and the two walked to the window sill together.

Wen Ning leaned on the window sill and asked, "What's the matter? We have to go to training early, aren't you hungry?"

Jiang Heng lowered his head, his voice was very soft, as if he was suppressing some emotions: "You know Lu Huansheng?"

Wen Ning: "...Why do you think so?"

Jiang Heng laughed lowly: "Wen Ning, I'm not blind."

Wen Ning felt embarrassed. He touched the back of his head and whispered, "Then don't tell anyone else."

Jiang Heng raised his head and fixed his eyes on Wen Ning's. His voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed to have no energy: "What is your relationship with him?"

Wen Ning himself was also a little confused: "Well, I call him Uncle, but in fact he is not much older than me. He knows my mother. This time I entered the entertainment industry, and my mother asked Uncle Lu to take care of me."

The more Wen Ning talked, the more depressed he became - the relationship between him and Lu Huansheng was so simple that they were not even considered friends.

Wen Ning sighed: "Don't say it, lest people say that Uncle Lu is acting for his own benefit, but he didn't."

However, Jiang Heng's gaze was a little strange, and he continued to ask inquisitively: "That's it?"

Wen Ning didn't hear clearly, and asked back, "What?"

Jiang Heng withdrew his gaze, and turned his head seemingly unintentionally: "It's nothing, let's go, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

He took a step forward, and Wen Ning followed behind him and muttered: "You first promise to me that you will not tell anyone."

It is rare for Wen Ning to babble like this: "I was already causing trouble to others, but if it gets out, I will cause even more trouble..."

Jiang Heng stopped suddenly, and Wen Ning bumped into Jiang Heng's back before he had time to brake.

Jiang Heng turned his head and saw Wen Ning rubbing his nose in pain.

"I know." Jiang Heng said, "I won't say it."

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Jiang Heng, "Thank you."

Jiang Heng pursed his lips: "You're welcome."

When they arrived at the cafeteria, there were already many people in the cafeteria. Although everyone seemed to have a good relationship during the recording of the show, when they left the camera, trainees from various companies still gathered together on a company-by-company basis.

There were only a few individual trainees sitting alone, and no one spoke to them.

"Here!" Zheng He, who had already arrived at the cafeteria, waved at them.

Dinghua's trainees sat at the whole table, and breakfast and lunch were the few times they could communicate with each other.

Wen Ning and Jiang Heng went to get breakfast first, and then walked over to take their seats.

Zheng He had already eaten enough. He had a big appetite and could eat two baskets of steamed buns in the morning, but he didn't lose weight and he digested well. He was hungry again before noon.

Wen Ning only served a bowl of noodles with a poached egg on top.

After eating almost, Wen Ning put down his chopsticks, and the trainees became active.

"I have to book the position C today, right?"

"I don't know how to choose, so I recommend myself? There must be more shots in the C position."

"Our Dinghua's business level is higher than theirs. I can't be the C position in the team with Brother Heng. If I team with them, do they have the courage to grab the C position?"

"That's right, when the camera scans over, the C position pulls his hips, so it's not ashamed."

Zheng He: "Our team definitely doesn't make sense, Brother Heng is in the C position."

Wen Ning also nodded: "I have no objection."

Bai Mu: "I have no objection either."

Now that he has decided to team up with Jiang Heng, he definitely has no intention of standing in the C position.

The trainees continued to say: "I really can't stand it anymore, men can act like that, and cry when they say that."

"Is that called crying? That's called tactical tears. When he cries, there will be more scenes. Most of the audience is female. If you sympathize with him, he will get more votes and popularity."

"He's still acting like a baby, my God, I'm really convinced, he really does everything for the camera."

Wen Ning was very confused, he poked Zheng He's arm: "Who are they talking about?"

Zheng He: "Sit behind us, the fifth table from the top, the one from class C, the one with the blue hair."

Wen Ning looked over. He had good eyesight, so he found it after a closer look. He was a fair and clean boy with dark blue hair. He seemed to be talking to the people next to him, and his smile was very sweet.

Wen Ning: "He looks quite normal."

Zheng He rolled his eyes: "It's normal outside the camera, and it starts acting like a monster when the camera is facing it."

The trainees obviously have a lot of affection for him.

This is understandable. After all, most trainees still have a strong sense of shame, especially those from Dinghua. The pressure of competition is not as great as other small companies, and they are unwilling to do things that attract attention.

But for some trainees from small companies, this is the best opportunity they can get, and they may be able to soar into the sky, so they can use any moves.

When rating before, some people introduced themselves and said that they were good at learning birdsong-of course, it turned out that he was not good at it in the end.

But it is conceivable that when the program is edited, this person will definitely have more shots than others.

The trainees gossiped for a while, then packed up their dishes and went to the dance studio.

Wen Ning also went to the dance studio with Jiang Heng and Zheng He to continue practicing.

I got familiar with the basic movements yesterday, and today I will start digging out details and line dancing, and everyone's seat must be fixed.

In the morning, I dig out the details and in the afternoon, I arrange the seats.

However, there are also some teams that position first—after all, they all want to secure the C position.

"Take a rest." Zheng He said with sweat all over his head.

As soon as he said that, the other people relaxed and sat down on the ground, regardless of the camera facing them.

Wen Ning was also sweating, and his hair was wet. He went to get mineral water, and as soon as he walked over, he heard a burst of crying.

Wen Ning subconsciously followed the prestige and found that there was a group of people who hadn't practiced yet. They were probably sitting on the ground to position themselves. Now a group of people gathered together, and Wen Ning could still hear their voices.

"No one blames you, just practice slowly if you don't dance well."

"Don't cry..."

The crying man choked up and said, "I danced so badly... I dragged you down..."

He was out of breath from crying, and his teammates couldn't practice anymore, so they could only surround him to comfort him.

After all, the camera is facing them, and they can't act without "humanity".

If there is no camera, everyone must scold him, and then continue to practice their own dance.

Wen Ning only took a look, then returned to his side, Zheng He sat next to Wen Ning, taking advantage of the fact that there was no camera facing them, Zheng He whispered: "Just the one who cried, I knew he would definitely do something today. Demon."

Wen Ning is unwilling to speculate on others badly: "Maybe he really feels that he is lagging behind."

Zheng He rolled his eyes: "If he really felt that he was lagging behind, he should have stayed and practiced last night. Last night, he only recorded until twelve o'clock, and the work was over after twelve o'clock. Those who stayed and practiced at that time really didn't want to laggard."

Wen Ning: "Then should I practice for two more hours?"

Zheng He: "Hey, you are not holding back. Don't listen to their harsh words. They just don't like you because you look good and sing well. You must find your shortcomings."

The old god Zheng He was there, and he said with a very experienced look: "They don't speak sour words about Class A, they just hate us, Class C and Class F."

Only then did Wen Ning ask belatedly: "Is someone aciding me?"

Zheng He: "..." I slipped my tongue.

Zheng He quickly changed the subject: "Are you thirsty? I'll get you a bottle of water."

Wen Ning shook the mineral water in his hand.

Zheng He sighed: "It's a mediocrity not to be envied by others, and I hope more people will hate me."

Wen Ning agrees with this statement: "Yes."

Zheng He saw that Wen Ning was not angry, so he said quietly: "Anyway, stay away from those actors, whoever teams up with them, don't even think about taking more shots, they will definitely snatch them all."

Wen Ning glanced at the group of people over there again.

They haven't started practicing yet, they are still coaxing people, and everyone is coaxing with sincerity.

Wen Ning put down the water bottle and continued to practice with Zheng He and the others.

"How long will they coax?" Wen Ning asked curiously, "Can't they coax all morning?"

Bai Mu danced beside him panting: "I don't know, but it's too much trouble in the morning. Wait for another 2 minutes, and he will definitely accept it."

Wen Ning sighed with some admiration: "Are they here to act?"

I have to squeeze the time to perform, not only to practice singing and dancing, but also to act desperately for the camera.

Not easy.

Jiang Heng said with a cold face: "Don't look at others, practice hard, don't make mistakes when they are on stage, we made mistakes."

The team members who were still quietly watching the excitement all looked away.

Wen Ning was about to continue dancing.

I heard someone shouting over there: "Wen Ning didn't cry, why are you crying?"

Wen Ning: "???"

The author has something to say: Wen Ning: "??? What does it matter to me??"