After the rebirth, I became the top class again

At the end of the game session, the staff turned off the overhead light, leaving only a dim floor lamp, and started the night talk session.

The purpose of the night chat is to narrow the distance between the roommates, let them get in touch with each other and get to know each other, and with the hot field of the game, they all relax a lot.

The night talk is also in the form of a game—I have it and you don’t, so I can tell some of my experiences and share some of my opinions.

After getting in touch, Wen Song found that the FF group looked childish and laughing, but they were actually very thoughtful children, perhaps because they entered the circle to work at a very young age, their way of thinking was much better than their peers, and their ability to survive was also One by one.

"I see," Gu Xian raised his hand, "With my own power, I let us eat instant noodles for a week!"

Those who knew the inside story suddenly laughed out loud.

Mi Tian complained: "Are you embarrassed?"

"I want to make a serious clarification here," Gu Xian said solemnly, "I really didn't do it on purpose, it was the show crew who cheated people. I thought it was five bags of instant noodles, but it turned out to be five boxes."

This happened in Tuan Zong, and the five boxes of instant noodles used up their reserve funds, so they had to live a tight life.

"That's your first time recording a group drama, right?" Ran Xu, a die-hard fan, said, "It's normal to have no experience."

When it comes to this group show, the FF group has endless complaints.

"My young heart suffered a great deal."

"It's the level where even Brother Qiao was made to cry."

Qiao Xinren held his forehead, not wanting to mention that past event: "Let's change the subject."

The topic turned to Captain Lu Yige.

"It's not an exaggeration to say that I was able to survive thanks to Brother Yi."

"Hahaha, after all, he is a man who can eat as much as he wants."

"Brother Yi, I'm greedy for the soy sauce noodles, so let me show you some more when I have time."

Lu Yige seemed to be in a good mood, nodded and said, "Wait for the opportunity."

Wei Linxi strikes while the iron is hot: "Ah, I'm already hungry, how about now, Brother One?"

Lu Yige: "Then you dream faster."

Wen Song listened with a silent smile. He seemed to understand why they had so many fans. They grew up recklessly and followed the rules. They were ordinary boys and excellent idols. This is the charm of the cultivation department.

It was Wen Song's turn in the game again, and the PD on one side signaled to this side, obviously wanting to remind him of the content in the script.

Wen Songli ignored him, raised his hand and said, "I have a mother who loves fortune-telling very much."

Everyone around burst into laughter, so they really didn't.

Wen Song then emphasized his point again to the camera.

"That's the thing, so in case, I mean in case, there are a few friends who think I look good and want to vote for me, I want to say, don't, please save this vote for more needy people." Thank you everyone."

The PD next to him was dumbfounded, while the roommates on the sofa laughed together.

"Hahaha, I went to the director's place overnight and stole my phone to the point where I would vote for you."

"Hahahahaha, you can have this."

Wen Song: "You guys are enough."

The night talk ended in a cheerful atmosphere, and Wen Song was called aside by the PD at the scene to talk alone.

Wen Song's attitude was very clear, he didn't want to use this matter to stir up the show crew's popularity, and now he didn't need the popularity, so a small PD didn't dare to say anything about it, only saying that it was requested by the producer Huang.

Mentioning this producer, Wen Song frowned subconsciously. This person is a well-known old pervert in the industry, and he puts profit first. He doesn't have a good impression of this person, so he is the only one who can come up with such a bad idea.

"Tell him to tell him to find someone else."

"Then," the PD hesitated, "I'll discuss it again."

How to negotiate is not what Wen Song needs to consider.

After the daily recording in the dormitory, Wen Song clearly felt that the children of the FF regiment were getting closer to him.

Before, he was so polite to Wen Ge, but now he has developed to the point where he grabs breakfast and the bathroom with him for everything.

"Brother Wen, lend us the game console for a while." Wei Linxi and Gu Xian sat on the sofa one by one and gave Wen Song Yinqin a shoulder blow.

Wen Song was about to break the record before not giving it to him: "Have you finished your homework? Have you practiced dancing?"

"Brother Wen, please, I really want to play. I won't have a chance when Princess comes back." Wei Linxi said pitifully.

Now that Lu Yige is going out to record, he will never let Wei Linxi play.

The soft-hearted Wen Song heaved a sigh of relief: "Now, finish this round."

"Ah, brother Wen loves you so much."

"At that time, he can't expose me when he comes back. He just said that I just came back when he asked." Lu Yige asked Wen Song to continue working overtime in the practice room before recording, and he chose to run away secretly. When he came back to play the game, he didn't want to leave any hard work footage for the program crew.

Gu Xian stretched out his hand to give him a high five: "Deal!"

In this way, several people established a profound revolutionary friendship under the struggle with Lu Yige.

The window has been wrapped in night, and the teaching in the practice room is still going on.

Lu Yige sat on the floor to rest and drink water, while the bitter Wen Song was still practicing a simple dance step in front of the mirror.

"Straighten your legs a little more," Lu Yige said out loud.

Wen Song knelt on the ground and sighed, got up and continued.

Lu Yige got up and went out to the lounge to get water.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Wen Song secretly glanced at the door, and then collapsed on the ground.

The camera in the corner rotated with his movements, and Wen Song rolled to the other side, not wanting to appear on the scene.

It's good now, his figure of practicing hard every night has been recorded. He only hopes that the program crew will not cut him into the feature film, and let him work hard in a low-key and silent manner.

Hearing movement at the door, he got up and continued to practice softly.

When someone approached and saw the figure outside the glass door clearly, Wen Song couldn't help but lower his face.

"Are you still practicing?" Li Sining said as he opened the door and entered the room, "They bought supper, would you like to go down and have some?"

Wen Song shook his head: "No, thank you." During the movement, a drop of sweat slid down the side of his face to his chin. He was about to raise his hand to wipe it off, but a hand reached out faster than him.

Sensing Wen Song's surprised gaze, Li Sining closed his hands and smiled at him, his good-looking brows and eyes were full of tenderness: "It's okay, you go ahead, I'll wipe it for you."

"You..." The unspoken words were interrupted by the person who came back.

"Wen Song." Lu Yige, who entered the door with a dark face, shouted.

Wen Song avoided Li Sining's hand and continued to jump: "I'm practicing."

Li Sining on the side also helped him explain: "Yes, he has been practicing, I just helped him wipe off his sweat."

Wen Song also nodded again and again to express that that was the case.

The tacit understanding between the two is particularly dazzling, and seeing Li Sining's protective posture, Lu Yige's chest is full of emotions. At this time, he seems like an outsider, and even like a man who wants them to unite the front. enemy.

"You don't need to practice anymore," Lu Yige said with anger, "That's all for today."

Wen Song, who was pleasantly surprised: "Huh? It's so early today?"

"Yes." Lu Yige glanced at the red bottle of yogurt he just bought in his hand, and decided to drink it by himself, thinking that he wanted to leave after taking his coat, but then thought that Wen Song had just finished training and hadn't relaxed his muscles. He clicked a few times for help.

At this time, Wen Song, who was finally liberated, had already collapsed to the ground with a cheer, and Li Sining said at the right time: "Don't lie down, I will help you relax your muscles."

Lu Yige clenched the yogurt in his hand.

"Well, I'll do it myself." Wen Song immediately sat up from the ground.

Li Sining: "I often help them massage, don't worry, I have good skills."

"No..." Of course Wen Song knew his technique. Speaking of which, having worked with so many teammates, he still felt that Li Sining was the most comfortable in terms of massage relaxation techniques.

He is struggling to accept or refuse to enjoy,

The person in front of him suddenly cast a shadow.

"I'll do it." Lu Yige knelt down on one knee and pulled Wen Song's leg.

Wen Song immediately climbed up the pole: "Okay, I... um!" Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the soreness on his legs, and he subconsciously pinched Lu Yige's shoulder to beg for mercy, "Take it easy ,younger brother."

Lu Yige was angry in his heart, and his subordinates were naturally not serious, but after hearing Wen Song's pleading for forgiveness, his actions were much gentler.

"It's best to soak your feet in hot water when you go back." Lu Yige said while exerting force on his hands, Wen Song was caught off guard and let out another scream.

"Hiss, take it easy." Wen Song supported the floor and leaned back, his neck stretched into a straight line, the pain was so painful that even his jaw line was straining.

At this time, Li Sining, who was rejected again, silently clenched his fists, staring at the two with obscure eyes.

This obvious discrimination made him feel insulted like never before.

"Then, I'll go first, so don't be too late." Rationality allowed Li Sining to retain his last dignity.

Wen Song, who breathed a sigh of relief, immediately waved to him: "Goodbye, good night."

"Good night."

Lu Yige's subordinates tried again, Wen Song bit his lip and let out a muffled groan.

Just as he was dying of pain, there were two knocks on the door.

Mi Tian, ​​who has also been rehearsing until now, stuck his head in from the door: "Aren't you leaving after one block? You have to get up early to catch the plane tomorrow."

Lu Yige looked up and said, "Well, you go first."

Wen Song, who was grinning in pain, caught the key information, and his eyebrows and eyes flew up: "Do you have an announcement?"

Mi Tian replied: "No, we're going back to school to take the exam. Then I'll be leaving first, so don't be too late."

The door was closed, Wen Song looked at the middle school student in front of him and his conscience finally ached for a long time.

Obviously, he himself is still facing the double pressure of studies and competitions, but he still has to waste time practicing with him over and over again. The key point is that these exercises are all useless work performed by Wen Song...

Noticing Wen Song's gaze, Lu Yige continued to move his hands, and said amidst Wen Song's screams: "I made an agreement with Wang Hongyu, he will practice with you tomorrow."

Wen Song: "...Okay, do your best for the exam."

The condemnation of conscience made Wen Song decide to make progress faster.

On the day Lu Yige came back from the exam, Wen Song's study finally paid off, and the movements that were half-finished are now half-familiar.

In fact, according to Lu Yige's nanny-style teaching, even a donkey should learn it. Wen Song feels that he is sorry for his IQ if he can drag it until now.

After Wen Song stumbled and danced to the music, he saw the corner of Lu Yige's mouth curled up amidst the warm applause from the team members.

"Dancing well." Lu Yige said.

Wen Song smiled: "..." No way?Did he misunderstand these words?

And why do you have to smile at him so nicely? Do you think he can forget the torture he has suffered by bewitching him with his beauty?Totally impossible!

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel Bobo, Strawberry Bear, Tutu’s nutrient solution and Susu’s lovely Lei, okay?