After the rebirth, I became the top class again

The painful physical training was finally over, and the team members arrived one after another. Lu Yige first led a few people through the exercises twice, and then brought Wen Songdan out to teach alone.

Lu Yige in front did the movements, and Wen Song followed suit softly behind.

The young man has a tall and straight figure, and the simple movements are easy and casual, but his handsomeness cannot be concealed.

He deliberately slowed down his movements, staring closely at the people behind him through the mirror while doing it. Wen Song was stared at and embarrassed to paddle too obviously, so he could only follow suit one by one.

In fact, Lu Yige just felt puzzled. The people in front of him obviously didn't have a standard in their movements, but they had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He couldn't describe it. He could only say that he was very "gentle and Song". The atmosphere of his dancing was unique. Let Lu Yige continue to wonder.

During the intermission, the team members wanted to go out to buy water, and asked them if they wanted any, Wen Song, who was on horseback, habitually said to Ankang in an affectionate tone: "Baby Kang, help me get a bottle of yogurt, I want the red one. "

Ankang nodded: "Okay, where's Xiaolu?"

Hearing this intimate address, the person in front inexplicably lowered his face and said: "Thank you, no need."

"Oh, okay, let's go then."

Several people went out together, and there were only two people left in the training room, which suddenly became much more empty.

Wen Song squeezed his sore thigh and said, "Let's take a break too, aren't you tired?"

It's not that he's being lazy. After practicing physical fitness and dancing all morning, he doesn't have time to catch his breath. Now he's physically and mentally exhausted.

Boiled eagles can't be boiled like this!

He admitted that this young man's physical strength is really good.

Lu Yige, who was still holding his face in front of him, turned around and said, "Okay, then I'll take a break, you continue." He really walked a few steps and sat on the windowsill to rest.

Wen Song: "???" Is this a human being?

Wen Song, who just wanted to rest, didn't notice Lu Yige's little emotions at all. Of course, even if he noticed, he couldn't understand the boy's little thoughts.

In the face of this behavior, he could only play tricks, so he chose to urinate: "Oh, my stomach hurts, I have to go to the bathroom." He ran out the door without giving the other party a chance to react.

Seeing the sound of running out the door, Lu Yige was stunned for a moment, and instantly became more angry.

Wen Song, who was out of the house, was secretly proud that he couldn't cure you, little brother.

Just as he was debating whether to really go to the toilet, Wen Song was attracted by the familiar sound of music in the training room next door. The team training here was Mi Tian's group. Coincidentally, Mi Tian's group chose The song happened to be performed by Wen Song last time.

Hearing this familiar and powerful rhythm, Wen Song felt a little ready to move. He couldn't help but walk towards the door next door. Through the glass door, he had a panoramic view of the training room. In addition to the familiar dance, he also saw a few familiar faces. The scenes of sweating with them came to mind, and Wen Song felt a little sour.

The team members here are all comrades-in-arms of Wen Song who fought side by side. They have worked hard to pursue their dreams together, but this time, they are still there, but Wen Song is absent.

Just as he was caught in an unforgettable memory, Mi Tian at the door saw him, walked a few steps closer and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Wen?"

Returning to his senses, Wen Song smiled: "No, just pass by, let's enjoy it."

Mi Tian also smiled: "Then come in and have a look." Then he opened the door for him.

Wen Song entered the door unceremoniously, and everyone who was practicing in the room greeted him when they saw him.

"Wen Song, isn't your song very simple? How are you practicing?"

Wen Songhui: "Simple is for you, we are still remembering the movements."

Mi Tian on the side raised his eyebrows and said, "Is Lu Yige not good enough? Tell him if it's really not good and I can help him."

Wen Song wanted to raise his hands and feet to support: "I think it's better to just change it."

Compared with Lu Yige, he still likes Mi Tian more. This kid is not only good-looking but also has a good personality. He is willing to let him teach Wen Song and get up early every day.

"Have vision," Mi Tian playfully gave Wen Songbi a thumbs up, and couldn't help complaining, "Your song was tailor-made for me, but he insisted on snatching it from me, insisting on... .”

The knock on the door interrupted Mi Tian's righteous indignation, he turned his head and saw the person standing outside the door with a dark face, the low air pressure on the person outside the door could not be blocked even through a layer of glass.

The wide-eyed Mi Tian immediately shut his mouth.

Wen Song, who was caught being lazy, put away his smile.

In the next second, Lu Yige opened the door and said, "Wen Song, go back to practice."

Wen Song, who hadn't finished chatting yet, pursed his lips, blinked at Mi Tian and said, "I'm leaving first, you guys keep going."

Under the menacing gaze of his team leader, Mi Tian said, "Bye, you too."

Then Wen Song followed Lu Yige out the door like a primary school student who did something wrong, but he felt wronged in his heart, he just wanted to take a rest, what did he do wrong?

The person in front of him stopped suddenly, Wen Song staggered and almost bumped into him, he raised his head and was about to say something to him, but he was facing Shang Lu Yige's stormy face.

"Do you think it's better to change?" Lu Yige said calmly, but he was actually trying to suppress his emotions.

Seeing the way Wen Song looked at Mi Tian just now, he understood everything. He knew early on that this person would always be like this. His eyes couldn't stay for anyone, but he was still about to explode. Where did he go? Can't compare to Mi Tian?But he didn't seem to have any position to be angry, which made him even more irritable.

Although Lu Yige's tone was not too emotional, Wen Song somehow felt a chill down his back.

At this moment, he regretted his hilarity so much, he could only think hard and said: "I was just joking, just, Mi Tian is so cute, right?" He looked up to find approval in Lu Yige's eyes, " So I just wanted to tease him, I didn't really want to change, really."

However, Lu Yige's complexion didn't improve much, and even worse, he stared at Wen Song and said the cruelest words in a calm tone: "Practice more tonight, don't sleep if you can't remember the movements."

Wen Song: "??? No, brother!"

At this time, after buying water at the stairway, Feng Afu heard a tailed voice: "What, practice more?"

"Extra practice? When?"

Lu Yige walked into the door of their training room and said loudly: "If you can't finish memorizing the movements today, you can practice more tonight."

Huo Dong hurried into the room: "I only remembered half of it, I have to work harder."

Feng Afu: "Me too!"

No one wants to practice more.

Wen Song, who felt that he had caused trouble, took his yogurt and handed it to the person leaning against the window sill, and said softly, "Don't be angry, I'm just talking casually, can I apologize to you?"

Although what he said was indeed sincere in a certain way, he didn't mean to deny Lu Yige's strength, so he didn't want to hit the kid because of it, and make him think that he didn't do well.

So in order to protect his young heart, Wen Song felt that he should be coaxed.

This gentle tone made Lu Yige's eyelids tremble slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

Wen Song continued to hand it over and said, "This yogurt is very delicious. Really, there are fruit pieces in it, white peach flavor, do you want it?"

The person in front of him looked cautious and sincerely repentant, and Lu Yige couldn't hold back his face.

But he still didn't move, this person was obviously coaxing him like a child, he was not a child.

Wen Song, who secretly lamented that children are so difficult to coax, directly removed the straw and plugged it in, and handed it to Lu Yige's mouth: "Hey, how are you? Have a taste, brother?"

This action made Lu Yige froze, his eyes touched the white hand on the dark red bottle, he grabbed the bottle and put it on the window sill, then walked to the practice mirror and said: "Stop talking nonsense, Keep practicing."

Wen Song breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Okay!"

However, the extra training in the evening failed to materialize, because Wen Song was temporarily called to record the preparation in the afternoon.

Together with the training, there are also various derivative recordings and preparations for the program. The derivatives are mainly to film dormitory life and do some team building, etc. The preparations are to do some interviews with the students individually and then edit them into the feature film. Stranded on the island, but they are busy and colorful.

In the preparation room, the staff took the manuscript and asked questions: "What do you think of the performance of the FF group?"

The words turned around a few times, but Wen Song decided to speak better.

Because he remembered that there was a student in their class who was famous for his poisonous tongue and was well received by netizens... so he should follow the crowd.

Wen Songmiao, who is very familiar with all kinds of speech skills, became a fan, boasting a lot about the scene: "It's great, I admire it, it's the goal of my efforts..."

"What was your first reaction when you were selected by Lu Yige? Why did you refuse?"

Wen Song: "Surprised, puzzled, why did you refuse? Because I don't deserve it." He nodded and confirmed.

"How did it feel on the first day of training?"

Wen Song: "I want to go home."

What he said is the truth.

The PD was a little dissatisfied with this answer, and euphemistically expressed the hope that he could cue the captain.

So Wen Song dutifully exaggerated Lu Yige.

"My feeling on the first day of training is that Mr. Xiaolu is simply amazing. I would like to thank Mr. Xiaolu for selecting me into the "One Day" group, allowing me to experience his super professional ability and teaching ability at close range. Then Mr. Xiaolu is really good. He's super handsome, and he's even more handsome when he dances..." After complimenting for 2 minutes, the staff finally expressed his satisfaction and said that he could leave work.

Speaking of dry mouth, Wen Song got up and left the preparation room.

As a result, as soon as he closed the door of the preparation room, he was startled by the person leaning against the wall at the door.

The boy was wearing a black and white training suit, with one shoulder lightly leaning against the wall, his head slightly lowered, looking a little obedient, I don't know how long he has been standing here.

"What are you doing here?" Wen Song asked in surprise, probably because he just praised him against his will, and at the same time he felt guilty that the child seemed to be more pleasing to the eye.

He thought of something again and said: "You don't know that you want to arrest me to go back to practice more?" This person can't be so crazy, right?

Lu Yige looked up at him, stood up straight, stretched out a hand and knocked on the door of the preparation room, and said, "I'm here to prepare."

Wen Song suddenly realized, and curled the corners of his mouth in a little embarrassment: "Then, then you record slowly, and I will go first."

"Wait." Lu Yige said again.

"Huh?" Wen Song turned around.

Lu Yige suddenly looked away and looked to the other side, and said awkwardly: "The yogurt is pretty good, buy me another bottle."

Wen Song almost laughed out loud, but he held back for the sake of the children's face, he cleared his throat and said seriously: "Okay, no problem, as much as you want."

The person in front of the speaking room had already entered the preparation room with red ears.

Wen Song laughed unabashedly, this awkward child seems a little cute.