Fake Master Raiders Guide

The next day, early morning.

In the dance practice room, in front of a huge mirror, more than [-] trainees gathered together to practice dance, and they could see their own shadows in the mirror.

Everyone was sweating profusely, standing in a difficult posture, whoever shook it, the pointer in the teacher's hand would hit it, the beating was second, but it didn't hurt, the key was being beaten in front of so many people, it was too much It's embarrassing.

"Take it seriously—the talent show a week later will determine whether you can make your debut. It's as important as a student's college entrance examination to hone a thousand-day charge. I don't need to say more about what you should do."

"The number of places is limited. We will only select five trainees from this group of trainees. Whether you can do it or not depends on you."

The hip-hop teacher waved the small pointer in his hand, and said in a high-pitched voice as he walked, "Next, we need to change our posture and prepare to—"

"Tudud——teacher?" Someone knocked on the door suddenly, and a beautiful female assistant pushed the door open and said, "Sister Liu, please come over."

The hip-hop teacher nodded to the people outside the door, and then turned around and said, "Okay—everyone get ready, raise your legs, sideways, OK, spin! Okay, good, rest for 10 minutes!"

After finishing speaking, the hip-hop teacher turned around and walked out of the training room quickly, probably to find Sister Liu.

The tense bodies of the trainees training in the dance practice room suddenly relaxed, some could go to sit in the corner, and some simply fell to the ground and gasped for breath, losing the strength to move.

Huo Lianshan just sat there, with his hands on the ground behind his back, beads of sweat rolled down from his hair, hung on his chin, and rolled onto his training clothes.

This is his first time training, and the movements are more difficult than other trainees. After the whole morning, it all depends on perseverance.

When he was sitting on the ground, his legs were shaking, and while pressing his numb legs, he listened to the people next to him.

Except for the three newcomers, all the trainees in this dance studio have practiced for one to two years. They are all familiar with each other. A group of people gathered together to discuss the incident that the hip-hop teacher went out just now.

"If you go to Manager Liu, you should be talking about participating in the draft competition, right? Have you heard that it is the training camp, which is said to be organized by Jinyuan TV, and celebrity mentors are also invited, which is very powerful."

"I don't know who will get the quota." The small voice of discussion was mixed with the eyes of the people around him. Huo Lianshan seemed to be unable to hear it, and kept lowering his head and pressing his legs, relaxing his muscles.

If he doesn't press it again, he will definitely not be able to train in the afternoon.

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"Brother Shan." Jiang Luo was worse than him. The whole morning, the teacher was slapping his legs, so he simply lay on the ground, slowly crawled over, and then fell beside Huo Lianshan, slowly turning over and lying on his back On the ground, I complained to him: "It's too difficult, this is too difficult, my legs hurt so much."

Huo Lianshan lowered his brows and let out an expressionless "hmm".

Wen Li also came over at this time. He is soft and has practiced dancing for two years, so it is not difficult. He is in better shape than both of them. He sat next to Huo Lianshan and asked him: "Brother Shan, is Chu Qingque still busy?" ? I told my mother, and my mother said that she would cook us a delicious meal tonight, thank you Chu Qingque for introducing the company to us, and you asked him if he would come."

Last night, because Chu Qingque had something to do temporarily, Chu Qingque didn't come to the dinner they had agreed upon.

Huo Lianshan stopped rubbing his legs.

Huo Lianshan's eyebrows were drooping, and Wen Li could only see his side face. At that moment, Wen Li saw that the corners of his mouth were pursed, and his originally raised Danfeng eyes were also slightly narrowed, as if he had been poked into some secret The same thing on his mind, even the air pressure on his body dropped instantly.

Wen Li was taken aback.

After a few seconds, Huo Lianshan said hoarsely: "He's still busy, there's a chance."

Wen Li whispered "Oh".

Just at this moment, the hip-hop teacher who went out to find Sister Liu came back. As soon as the teacher came back, everyone stood up and lined up automatically to prepare for training.

The teacher first made a "pressing" gesture to make everyone quiet, and then said with a smile on his face, "Sister Liu came to see me just now, and the two of us have booked five places for the competition."

The atmosphere in the dance room became tense, and everyone's breathing slowed down.

"They are - Zhao Shun, Chen... Huo Lianshan."

The last few words came out of the dance teacher's mouth, and the trainees in the whole dance studio were startled, subconsciously looking towards the back of the trainee team.

——Huo Lianshan, the new trainee who just joined the team yesterday. He doesn't dance very well. Although his appearance is not bad, he is not crushed by the carefully selected trainees. Why did they wait for a long time? , The opportunity that has been honed for a long time was directly given to him who was airborne?

Among the crowd, the heartless Jiang Luo yelled "Wow" happily, and then looked back at Brother Shan. Wen Li frowned and said nothing.

"Okay." The dance teacher clapped his hands and said, "From this afternoon to the next week, the five of you will go to the dance practice room next door, and I will train specially. This morning's training is here. Continue in the afternoon, let's all go to eat."

The crowd was silent for a moment, no one moved, and when the dance teacher left, the people around gathered together in twos and threes, stared at Huo Lianshan with inexplicable eyes for a few seconds, and then gradually left.

Jiang Luo didn't notice anything wrong at all, he happily rushed to Huo Lianshan, opened his round eyes wide, pulled Huo Lianshan and asked, "What will the game be like?" Huo Lianshan didn't move, waiting for everyone to leave Only then did Wen Li come up, and he called out worriedly: "Brother Shan."

Huo Lianshan picked up the coat from the cabinet and replied "Yes".

"Is it Chu Qingque?" Wen Li asked again.

At the mention of these words, Huo Lianshan didn't speak.

"Then they—"

"It's okay." Huo Lianshan interrupted him and said, "Let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

Wen Li had no choice but to swallow his worries back, and followed Brother Shan sadly.

But Jiang Luo was so happy that he wanted to show off to the whole world. He didn't notice the turbulent undercurrent at all, and Wen Li sighed deeply after seeing it.

——It's full of calculations. Today is the second day of their contract. On the first day of training, Brother Shan was selected to participate in the competition. How could the trainees who haven't had a chance to play for years be reconciled?

They will have to stay in the company for a long time in the future, and I'm afraid life will be difficult.

But in an instant, Wen Li thought again, their brother Shan is not easy to bully, from the time he was stationed in the bar, to the night singing on the street, he met so many people, so many things, Huo Lianshan never let them suffer, this is Definitely the same time.

Besides, there is Chu Qingque. Although Wen Li's reaction is not as fast as Huo Lianshan's, and he doesn't know Chu Qingque's real identity, but when those people came in yesterday, they called "Young Master" and Wen Li remembered it. Now, there shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of this, Wen Li felt relieved.

But he felt that Brother Shan was in a bad mood today. They all entered such a good place to learn to dance, and a road was paved in front of Brother Shan, but he felt that Huo Lianshan was just unhappy, very unhappy. He even felt that Brother Shan When he heard that the teacher gave him a chance, he was even more unhappy.

Wen Li thought about it, and then felt that he had committed an old problem again. He was too thoughtful, and he always tended to think too much, and he couldn't figure it out after much deliberation.

Wen Li shook his head, forgetting about it for now.

At noon, after eating, the three of them went to the bathroom to take a shower one by one, fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Too tired in the morning, this short three-hour lunch break was a necessary time for them to relax their muscles. Except for Huo Lianshan, the other two fell asleep.

In the quiet dormitory, Huo Lianshan lay flat on the upper bunk with his eyes closed, but he was not asleep. He didn't know what he was thinking. At a certain moment, his hand moved and touched under the pillow.

He reached for the phone.

The outline of the phone was cold and hard, and as soon as he touched it, Huo Lianshan woke up from that half-asleep state. He withdrew his hand abruptly, as if being bitten by a snake and scorpion, his raised Danfeng eyes suddenly opened, dead He stared at the mid-air above his head for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

This time, his two hands were neatly placed in front of him, and he never touched under the pillow again.

-

In May, the weather in City B is getting hotter, cicadas and birds are singing one after another, and the sun sets through the lush branches, scorching the students sitting by the windows.

Chu Qingque was sleeping on the table, his hair was scorching hot, the teacher on the podium was talking about "this year's compulsory test center", the voice was high-pitched and clear, and the excitement seemed to want to roll up his sleeves to take the college entrance examination for them , After talking about a knowledge point, he suddenly smashed the blackboard and shouted: "Chu Qingque, get up!"

Chu Qingque was finally awakened by the tone-changing ending. He squinted his eyes and raised his head. His small porcelain-like face was flushed, and the sun shone with a honey-colored light, like a little prince in a western animation. , a beautiful mess.

He had just sat up straight when the bell for the end of get out of class rang hastily.

The classmate who was pinching the time immediately stood up and rushed out of the class without looking back. The classmate behind him came over and patted Chu Qingque on the shoulder: "Qingque, school is over!"

Chu Qingque looked out the window and saw the bright sky.

It's time for school to end now, but the summer is long and the sun is still high at this time, Chu Qingque sighed faintly, stood up slowly, and walked home.

When he got out of school, he saw Uncle Zhang's car waiting outside. As he walked over, Uncle Zhang came down and opened the car door for him. After he came in, Uncle Zhang asked him while driving, "Young Master, I see you are unhappy."

Chu Qingque stared at the books on her knees, and replied "The college entrance examination is too stressful".

In fact, Chu Qingque knew that he was not under too much pressure, but that he was afraid of seeing Father Chu.

When Father Chu was not at home, his psychological pressure was not so great, but now when he sees Father Chu, his heart twitches nervously. Look at him more, he is afraid that Father Chu suspects that he does not look like the Chu family.

Well, he was not from the Chu family.

According to Chu's father's character, if he found out, he might be torn to pieces.

Chu Qingque sighed a long time, just as his phone jumped, he took it out and saw that it was from Sister Liu.

"It's already been decided. I'll go to the competition next week. He's pretty good. With the operation of the company, he has a bright future." Sister Liu was talking about Huo Lianshan.

The tense heartstrings in Chu Qingque's heart finally relaxed a little - this was the best news he had heard in the past few days.

The car drove all the way back to Chu's house. When Chu Qingque entered the door, he saw that the tutor had arrived. He resignedly took out his book and had a sincere discussion with the tutor on the quadratic equation. He was so dizzy that the tutor left. After that, he hurriedly climbed onto the bed after washing, trying to sleep on the bed to death, stealing half a day's leisure, in this moment of beautiful dreams, to forget the difficult life of the next month.

As a result, while half asleep and half awake, Chu Qingque's cell phone rang.

He connected in a daze, and heard Wen Li's restless, hesitant and tentative voice from the other end: "Qing, Chu Qingque, do you have time? Brother Shan had an accident during training, I hurt my leg—”

In the middle of his speech, Jiang Luo snatched the mobile phone, and then there was a choked scream mixed with crying: "Qingque, brother Shan's ankle is broken, we can't pay the hospitalization fee, come here quickly!"