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Without the mobile phone, they could only count silently for 3 minutes. After confirming that there was no movement, Zhong Jiamu poked open the door with his index finger and poked his head out.

All was quiet, and there was no one else but them.

Xi Xingjin got out of the cabinet first, then gave Zhong Jiamu a hand, and pulled him up together.

They looked out of the classroom door together, and the moonlight left a shallow shadow on the ground, as if they were going to hollow out.

Xi Xingjin was so courageous, he took two steps forward and looked at the stairs, but there was still no one there.

In an instant, the two were ecstatic in their hearts. They tried their best not to make a sound, and went down the stairs until they reached the first floor.

At this moment, Zhong Jiamu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the next moment the headlights suddenly turned on, and the bright white light was directed at them.

As soon as Xi Xingjin grabbed Zhong Jiamu's hand and took it into his arms, the palm of his hand left a shadow on Zhong Jiamu's eyelids.

The old man was holding a loudspeaker, and his voice was continuously amplified by the loudspeaker, "You are already surrounded, don't make unnecessary struggles! Hurry up and catch them!"

Zhong Jiamu laughed, and he pulled Xi Xingjin's clothes, "Xingxing, he told you not to struggle anymore."

Xi Xingjin looked down at Zhong Jiamu, and smiled, "Brother Mu, then shall I pull you on the back together?"

Xi Xingjin explained to people, "I'm really sorry, I'm a fan of Zhong Jiamu, and I sneaked in because I really wanted to see him."

The headlights were borrowed from the equipment team by the old man, and at the same time, the director got the idols that two fans boldly turned in to find him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as one of the fans opened his mouth, everyone realized something was wrong.

The old man can't tell, and Director Lu can't tell?

When Xi Xingjin opened his mouth, Director Lu was a little bit dumbfounded, and asked the people in the equipment team to quickly dim the lights.

Seeing that the light was no longer so dazzling, Xi Xingjin let go of his hand, revealing Zhong Jiamu's face.

Director Lu was about to ask how they were caught at the fence, but Zhong Jiamu said, "I'm sorry to disturb everyone at night, and I came here to meet Ah Wen."

At that moment, Xi Xingjin was stunned.

Because they were too far away from the others, they didn't hear Zhong Jiamu's words clearly, but they roughly understood that he seemed to be apologizing.

Zhong Jiamu didn't notice it at all, and raised his hands to show his respect to the old man, "Sorry, sorry, you've worked hard, Grandpa, I won't dare to do it again next time."

If I had identified the wrong person just now, maybe everyone would believe this.

Obviously these two people are here to participate in the variety show, everyone has a dormitory, and there is no limit to the dormitory, so why sneak into the corner for a tryst?

Zhong Liu felt that his face was going to be completely humiliated, so he directly pulled Zhong Jiamu over, gave him a slap, and gnashed his teeth next to his ear and said: "If you want to go out at night, don't know call me, you are so embarrassing now No shame!"

"Brother, I have to find you for everything, what a waste of talent," Zhong Jiamu begged for mercy, "Just once tonight, I promise not to do it again next time."

Zhong Liu personally accompanied them and took them into the dormitory. After Zhong Jiamu returned to the dormitory, he found that Yu Dong seemed to be still in a state of depression.

Yu Dong's nature is not bad. After so many years without fire, everyone would be anxious.

This variety show was originally a collection of street goods, and everyone had the fluke mentality of what if it became popular, and at the same time, some people made a fortune by the way.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at Yu Dong, pretending not to care and said: "This dormitory allocation is probably only temporary. Tomorrow, the dormitory will definitely be assigned differently according to the courses selected."

Yu Dong glanced at Zhong Jiamu, lowered his eyes and said, "Zhong Jiamu is sorry."

"It doesn't matter if you forgive me or not. Anyway, I was overwhelmed by the idea of ​​wanting to be angry before. It's my own fault that we can't be friends."

Working hard in the entertainment circle, who doesn't want to be popular?

Zhong Jiamu thought, after all, people have called him daddy so many times in the past two days, so at least he has to give others directions.

So he replied: "Yu Dong, you don't need to please anyone, you don't need to make any connections, you can still be popular. You have this strength."

When Yu Dong heard the praise, his eyes lit up a little, but then they disappeared in the darkness, "I have been making movies and TV for so many years, if I really have the ability, it will be popular long ago."

He lowered his head and reviewed himself, "I just don't have talent, and I don't work hard enough, but I just want to drag the edge of this circle, and I want to hang around in it like a shameless face."

"Actually, I should have changed careers a long time ago. No matter what I do, it is better than begging others to come here with a faceless face and no dignity."

When Yu Dong said this, his breath trembled.

It was as if reason was constantly pouring cold water on him, trying to wake him up.

Don't hold on anymore, it's useless, can you see the future if you continue like this?

But there is always this inexhaustible fire in his heart, as long as he finds that there seems to be a slight semblance, this fire can burn his reason to ashes in one breath.

Some people will not die if they don't hit the south wall, but they have the heart to break through when they hit the south wall.

Zhong Jiamu put his hand on the back of Yu Dong's, "What will start tomorrow is a variety show, not an acting."

"You don't need to set yourself up as an actor," Zhong Jiamu said, "You believe that you have a charismatic personality. I believe that you can act with your true colors. No one can compare to you."

Yu Dong raised his head to meet Zhong Jiamu's gaze, and saw his eyes with a hint of a smile.

At that moment he wanted to back down again.

Like a guinea pig who has been tortured by failure over and over again, even if the door of the iron cage is opened, he doesn't dare to go half a step further.

Zhong Jiamu took his hand, "Trust me once, this place you love doesn't need relationships, but strength to prove it."

Even if she was deceived by herself, she still encouraged herself gently and firmly.

Yu Dong felt that he could be regarded as being cheated by Zhong Jiamu again.

After this time, it's a big deal to start all over again.

On the second day, as expected, there was going to be a regrouping, this time Zhong Jiamu took the initiative to ask to be grouped with Xi Xingjin.

Although Zhong Liu was surprised, he still agreed to Zhong Jiamu's request.

On the first day of the music class, the vocal teacher asked everyone to run to the playground, singing while running.

The nickname is: "Even if the variety show is over, I still have to teach everyone the correct way to practice."

After running for an hour, everyone was already sweating profusely, so they quickly took a shower and went to class again.

As a salted fish, Zhong Jiamu's physical strength was not good enough, and more than half of it was spent running. During the vocal class, his head would nod from time to time like a chicken pecking at rice.

Xi Xingjin sat next to Zhong Jiamu, he moved the chair quietly to Zhong Jiamu's side, and then rested his head on his shoulder.

There were not many people in the classroom, and the vocal teacher saw Zhong Jiamu who was dozing off at a glance. Xi Xingjin made a begging gesture to the vocal teacher. The teacher who was about to get off the podium to wake Zhong Jiamu finally pretended not to see it.

Just after a theory class, Zhong Jiamu also woke up. He seemed to hear the sound of a bell ringing in a daze, and instantly felt that his vitality had recovered, and he raised his hand and stretched.

Just before the vocal teacher left, she happened to stand on the podium and asked, "Student Zhong Jiamu, did the hypnosis class I took just now feel good?"

Zhong Jiamu was taken aback for a moment, only to realize later that he and Xi Xingjin's chairs were already next to each other, and he seemed to have fallen asleep leaning on Xi Xingjin's shoulder just now.

He got up, apologized quickly, and was about to do a self-criticism, but saw the vocal music teacher waved at him helplessly, "Sit down, sit down, and let the person next to you give you a lecture later."

Then the vocal teacher gave them two hours to keep understanding the beat and rhythm. The shoes stepped on the ground, forming different and harmonious rhythms in the classroom.

This is completely different from painting. Zhong Jiamu learned it stumblingly, but fortunately Xi Xingjin taught it patiently.

It takes three days to make a song, and it has to be sung, which means that the vocal teacher has to teach all the lessons in one day.

For people who are already singers or who can play musical instruments, these things are pediatrics. For a newcomer like Zhong Jiamu, it is simply impossible to reach the sky from scratch.

So the director changed the plan before. For pure newcomers, they can find a song to imitate the style, and write a new song to complete the goal.

But Zhong Jiamu lacks too much, and he is a questionable baby who likes to ask questions if he is not paying attention. Today can be said to have tortured Xi Xingjin to the point of exhaustion.

Finally at night, Xi Xingjin was completely exhausted at this time. After returning to the dormitory, he didn't even take off his clothes, and just fell on the bed by himself, ready to take a nap.

Zhong Jiamu could be said to have had enough sleep in the afternoon, and he was not sleepy at all at this time.

She leisurely scrolled through Weibo, and then clicked into Xi Xingjin's super chat.

Xi Xingjin's previous appearance won him a group of diehard fans.As long as there is a game with him, as long as the group of diehard fans can go, they all follow.

In the latest official super chat, it shows a video of Xi Xingjin accompanying technicians to inspect motorcycles.

Xi Xingjin will participate in the GP race tomorrow, so everyone is very nervous. The comments below are all emoticons with hands sticking together, please.

Zhong Jiamu was wondering before, if Xi Xingjin is still participating in competitions abroad, then who is Xi Xingjin who lives in the same dormitory with him now?

This Xi Xingjin didn't have the slightest hostility towards him, and even helped him everywhere.

At that moment, Zhong Jiamu couldn't help but think of someone.

There has been no news of He Wen until now.

At this time on the other bed, Xi Xingjin was fast asleep, this was the best time for Zhong Jiamu to check whether his face had been tampered with.

Zhong Jiamu held the phone and hesitated for a long time.

He finally walked towards Xi Xingjin, carefully observing whether he was really asleep or pretending to be asleep in front of him.

After confirming that Xi Xingjin was breathing steadily, he slowly stretched out his hand and touched the back of Xi Xingjin's ear.