Who will let you kiss me? [Entertainment]

In normal times, Ji Zhuo might want to tease Ling Quan a bit, but at this time he dared not, and he didn't know where his desire to survive came from.He raised his hands high, put them on both sides of his head, and made a gesture of surrender: "No, no."

Ling Quan felt strangely relieved.

After such a fuss, the two of them didn't plan to continue practicing, and went back to the dormitory to wash up and sleep.The lights were turned off at night, and everyone should have finished their chats. Ling Quan lay on the bed, suffering from insomnia again.

He thought he had calmed down, but he didn't. Just now when he came back from the practice room, everyone was doing something else, and then chatted about other things indiscriminately. At that time, he temporarily forgot about the things in the practice room.But when everything was silent, only the occasional sound of a roommate turning over, Ji Zhuo's kiss on the back of his neck suddenly became hot again.

He didn't know why he thought of it for no reason. He tried to divert his attention and think about other things, but in the end he always went around Ji Zhuo.

He finally found out that he didn't care about that ugly kiss, he cared about Ji Zhuo.

After Ling Quan came to this show, he also made a few friends one after another, but they were not the same as Ji Zhuo.

Maybe it was because Ji Zhuo was the first to approach him proactively.He has been here for a long time, except in front of the camera, he is alone all the time—or rather, before coming here, he has always been alone.

At school, because there were rumors of fights and beatings to the hospital when he entered school, and in order to work and take care of his mother, he usually left after school and never participated in group activities, so no one wanted to play with him.Sometimes after class, he would see other people playing around, laughing and slapstick, and would feel a little bit envious, but then he still felt troublesome, so he put on his school uniform and pretended to fall asleep, and when the bell rang for class, everyone returned to their seats , He woke up slowly again.

Even if he is envious, he has no intention of integrating into the group.There is no great reason, just that it is unnecessary.At the beginning, when the study committee member who was kind to him was responsible for collecting the application materials for a small competition, he deliberately omitted his share. He thought he was not selected, but later found out that his application form was not handed in at all. , When I asked the other party, the other party just faltered and said they forgot.

The girls in the class are pretty nice to him, but the girls are friendly to him, and they will be pissed off by other boys, asking if it's because Ling Quan is pretty like a girl, so he only has good relations with girls.Those boys were funny enough, they didn't dare to say this in front of him, they only dared to say it to the girls, and when he heard it, they looked like they were afraid of his fist but bluffed, saying it was just a joke.

Gradually, he felt that there was no need to blend in, and it was good to be alone, saving trouble.

After entering the company and starting to work as a trainee, the company has a strict elimination system, with monthly assessments and elimination at the bottom. Everyone is a competitor, and maybe some have become good brothers and friends, but what Ling Quan met They're all acquaintances.

He thought it would be the same for recording this show.

Then Ji Zhuo walked towards him.When he thought that Ji Zhuo was just trying to please him, Ji Zhuo didn't want anything, but helped him with his words, dragged him to run wildly at night, and went over the wall to buy candy for him.

Of course he also had other friends later, but they were all different from Ji Zhuo.

He couldn't tell what was different, but his intuition told him that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise there would be big problems.

The warmth and joy brought by others are illusory after all. If he thinks it is a solid wall and leans back with peace of mind, the illusion may disappear.It's okay if there is flat ground behind the false wall, but if you fall, it's a big deal to stand up.

What if it is an abyss?

Ling Quan turned over with the little shark in his arms, tossed and turned a few times, and then felt that he might have thought too much, and then thought that there was nothing wrong with thinking too much.

Turning over a lot, Ji Zhuo, who was sleeping on his upper bunk, got up, poked his head down, and asked him in a breathy voice: "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

Ling Quan also responded in a low voice: "No."

Ji Zhuo didn't make any more noise, and Ling Quan also planned to close his eyes and force himself to fall asleep.After a while, he felt a movement, Ji Zhuo got down from the upper bunk, bent down in front of his bed, and flicked his forehead.

He opened his eyes again, and looked at Ji Zhuo with the help of a little light from the indicator light of an unknown electrical appliance in the room.

Ji Zhuo stretched out his hand towards him, with an airpods lying in his palm.

Afraid of waking up other roommates, Ji Zhuo still whispered: "The hypnotic divine comedy that I have treasured for many years, let's listen to the song together."

Ling Quan hesitated for a moment, took the earphone from Ji Zhuo's hand, and put it in his ear. After a ding, the soothing music slowly enveloped him.

Even in the dark, Ling Quan seemed to see Ji Zhuo and smiled.

Ji Zhuo pointed to the top: "Then I went up?"

Ling Quan: "Yes."

Across a thin bed, wearing the same set of headphones, listening to the same music.

At this moment, Ling Quan thought, even if the wall behind him was a phantom, it shouldn't matter if he leaned against it lightly.

……

After playing a few songs, Ji Zhuo asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

When he got no response, he stopped the music on the player.

Putting a child to sleep is easy, as it was when I was a child, and it is still the same now.

In the past, uncles and aunts entrusted Ling Xiaoquan to his house for an afternoon nap, and the energetic little kid ran around the house, watching cartoons for a while, and playing racing cars for a while.Ji Zhuo held the child in both hands, like a big rabbit, and stuffed him into the bed, saying that his brother was going to sleep, and Doudou could only play by himself.

Doudou felt that it was boring to play alone, so he grinned and said that he would sleep too.

But he couldn't fall asleep, so my brother hummed some out-of-tune tunes. He didn't know where he heard them. Maybe they were made up by himself, or maybe they were the theme songs of TV shows adults watched. They put them together and hummed randomly.

Ling Xiaoquan chubby put his hand on Ji Zhuo, and soon fell asleep. Ji Zhuo stared at Ling Xiaoquan's chubby face, and poked it lightly, thinking that if Doudou was a little man in a cartoon , a big bubble will appear from the tip of the nose.

Of course, you can't poke him in the face while he's asleep now. When he grows up, he has a strong sense of self. If he accidentally touches it, the big rabbit will explode.

The next day will be divided into parts, and the formal practice will start after the recording.

It was previously agreed not to dance the pas de deux together, after Ling Quan chose the C position, Ji Zhuo did not want to partner with Ling Quan.He didn't want it, and neither did anyone else.

In fact, there are quite a lot of shots in this part, but it is inexplicably empty.

Ling Quan laughed at himself in front of the camera: "What's going on, don't you all want to dance with me?"

One of them didn't know whether he was too good at winking or not too good at winking, so he answered at this moment: "It's not that I don't want to dance with you, it's not suitable for us to dance with you."

Ling Quan made a frustrated face: "...Why is it inappropriate?"

The man said: "I don't feel that way, it's better for Ji Zhuo to follow you."

The rest of the people also booed: "It's still Ji Zhuo."

Ling Quan: "..."

I said I wanted to untie them, but the impression that they were inseparable was also deeply ingrained in the minds of other trainees.After going back and forth, Ji Zhuo couldn't refuse anymore, so he chose this part.

Although it is necessary to dance this pas de deux, it does not have to be open as before.Ling Quan is no longer like before, teaching Ji Zhuo to dance hand in hand when practicing, and trying to stay together when not practicing.

Basically, they are practiced separately.

However, when Ling Quan is practicing, he always has to pay attention to see the situation on Ji Zhuo's side. It's okay not to watch, but he can't help but want to talk about him.

Because Ji Zhuo still didn't let go to practice hard.

Ling Quan said he was closed, not only because he wanted to keep a proper distance, but also because he wanted to let the audience see Ji Zhuo's true level in the final stage.Ji Zhuo clearly promised well, but when it was time to practice, Ji Zhuo only moved his upper body as usual, and he omitted a lot of motions to go through the motions.

Even if he can dance well in the end, the audience must see that he is taking this matter seriously.Ling Quan thought so.

Ling Quan hasn't found the right time to say it yet, so let the tutor talk about it first.

The dance instructor is a member of the girl group with a gentle personality, not too strict, as long as she danced well before and looked harmonious overall, she would not have any criticisms.

But this time when the instructor asked everyone to go through it together, they jumped to the interlude in the middle, and the instructor called to stop.

Her tone was still gentle and gentle, but what she said was not pleasant: "Can you do this part of getting down to the ground again? It's okay if it's a group dance, but the two of you dancing alone are a bit conspicuous. It doesn't look good." So pretty."

Ling Quan didn't say anything, he couldn't have a snack with Ji Zhuo at this time, ninety-nine out of ten of the mentoring scenes would be cut into the feature film.He had no choice but to avoid suspicion, so he stretched out his hand to pull Ji Zhuo, and squeezed Ji Zhuo's palm hard.

Ji Zhuo glanced at Ling Quan, and said to the instructor: "Sorry, let's do it again."

The effect is not very good again, the instructor looks a little anxious: "Do you have any fear of this movement or something? Don't be afraid, you let go and jump. If you shrink back, the movement will not look good."

Ling Quan was also anxious, last night when they practiced by themselves, Ji Zhuo's dance was not too bad, why can't he do it now?

Ling Quan can almost imagine how miserable Ji Zhuo will be scolded after the show is broadcast.

Ji Zhuo was also created by this character before, and he couldn't dance, but Ling Quan was the one who taught him to dance over and over again, and some people might think he was useless, but the atmosphere created by the two of them was generally warm, and it was the gifted students who helped him. Underachievers, so the negative impression on others will not be too strong, and even CP fans will happily eat sugar.

But being a mentor is different.

After watching it, the audience will probably feel annoyed, thinking that this person can't teach him no matter what, and he is holding everyone back.

Ji Zhuo took a deep breath: "I'll try again."

This time when I went down, I knelt down and hit the ground. If there was no music, I would have heard a little collision with the ground, and then I used my strength to slide forward.

The expression on the instructor's face finally relaxed a little.

Ji Zhuo continued the next action, he stood up.

Ling Quan watched carefully from the side, and noticed that when he stood up, his legs were slightly trembling.

Ling Quan was not at ease. Although he hoped that he would perform well, it would not be a good thing if he got bumped. He asked, "Did the slam down just now be too violent?"

Ji Zhuo smiled and made an OK gesture: "It's not a big problem."

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