After forming and taking their positions, they had their first instructor-led session.

Dance instructor Wendy was not satisfied with the rehearsal results.

"You don't feel like a team yet, and you are just a mess." Wendi Deng said with regret on her face.

The instructor's serious voice was colder than the cold wind blowing from the air outlet, and the expressions of several people standing in a row were different.

"Of course," Wendy changed the topic, "It's beyond my imagination to reach this level in just a few days. I believe you can do better."

After finishing the evaluation, the teacher corrected them a few more actions and said some precautions. Finally, thinking it was over, she even pointed out Wen Song and praised them.

"From your performance, I can see that your potential is endless, and your soul can dance. I am looking forward to seeing your performance next time."

Deng Wendi praised Wen Song so much that he was terrified. He didn't know how she saw her potential, and even involved her soul. Wen Song almost went out of her body. She couldn't see anything, right?

The more he thought about it, the colder his back became. He looked at himself in the mirror, and he was sure that what he showed was not even half of his true level. He had no idea what his problem was, and Wen Song was puzzled.

"Ahhhh!" Feng Afu screamed like a pig butcher, "Brother, lighten up, lighten up."

Huo Dong is stern and selfless, and his subordinates are unambiguous: "You can't do this, you have to rub it to feel comfortable."

"I don't want to, I don't want to feel comfortable brother, help!"

He Yi, who entered the door with water, was full of black lines: "You guys keep a low profile, you can hear Ah Fu's screams from downstairs, think it's a restricted-level scene."

Wang Hongyu: "Who knows how embarrassing my brother is."

Huo Dong took the drink and opened it: "This baby is too bad, come on, it's our Ah Song."

Wen Song consciously stretched his legs: "You can step on my calves twice."

"Okay." Huo Dong said and went straight to his feet.

"Ah!" Wen Song, who was stepped on the sore spot, screamed unexpectedly.

The door of the training room was pushed open. Lu Yige, who was the first to enter the door, looked unhappy when he saw the scene in the room. Mi Tian followed behind him and said, "Don't you want your legs? You can find someone to step on or a lighter one." ah."

It is possible for such a big man to accidentally step on his calf bones.

Huo Dong scratched his head in embarrassment: "I've put in some effort, that's what I do professionally."

Wen Song crossed his legs and got up: "It's okay, Brother Huo is a professional." He asked Mi Tian again, "How are you doing?"

Mi Tian shrugged: "We haven't even finished our formation yet," he said while rushing towards Lu Yige, "In the end, we will be dragged by someone to do coolies."

Lu Yige directly walked to the side to give way to the venue, and said: "Today, I hired a foreign teacher for everyone. Mi Tian is better at this style. Everyone mainly learns expression management and body language."

Several people cheered enthusiastically, sweeping away the shadow of being hit in the tutor's class: "Thank you, Teacher Mi."

Mi Tian raised his chin and waved his hands: "Everyone, you're welcome, it's all credited to Lu Yige's account."

"Hahahahaha."

"Then I'll dance with you first," Mi Tian waved at Lu Yige, "Teacher field control, music."

The road controller took a look at the increasingly embarrassing person, didn't bother with him, and silently clicked to play the BGM.

Wen Song dragged his tired body and sat up from the ground, staring at the person in the middle.

Mi Tian is really suitable for this style of music, and his beautiful face with a little baby fat looks like honey, and his bouncing figure has a cute filter. The most powerful thing is that his dance is very Emotional contagion, just looking at him Wen Song couldn't help but smile along with him, this kid is so lovable.

After one dance, the "One Day" group was quickly conquered by the new teacher.

"That's great, Resby."

"How can it be so sweet, the concubine can't do it."

"I want to retire."

Mi Tian said, "It's not that exaggerated, actually..." His words were interrupted by a knock on the door.

A few eager heads appeared at the door.

"I heard that there are foreign teachers here, can you come to take a class?" The one who spoke was Li Sining from the downstairs group, holding a GoPro in his hand, and said, "By the way, complete a small interview task."

The program team will also arrange interviews between the students to enhance their relationship and at the same time make it easier to spend time in the key nodes of the feature film.

"Yes." Mi Tian nodded in agreement.

Wen Songsheng has no face to love.

Because of Li Sining's appearance, his popularity among the students is very good.

There is no reason at all to refuse this request.

Several people at the door quickly entered and stood in line.

Mi Tian's lecture continued, and there were several types of smiles, showing teeth without showing teeth, and blinking without blinking, Wen Song sighed secretly, it is really rare to be able to reach this level at such a young age without the slightest stage fright.

"Everyone, don't just listen to it," Mi Tian said, "Do it with me, come on, and laugh."

Everyone immediately grinned.

Wen Song raised the corner of his mouth in the mirror, trying to wink, but when he saw the end of his eyes, he thought of something, and was a little lost for a while.

Someone approached from the side: "Excuse me, classmate Ah Song, a husband is coming soon, are you nervous?" Li Sining held up a bottle of water as a microphone for interviews, and the familiar aura on him brought Wen Song back to his senses.

Wen Song blinked and subconsciously opened up a little distance, and said: "I don't need a camera, you can interview others."

"You may not be able to use it, so you can just talk about it." Li Sining asked the question just now again,

Wen Song had no choice but to reply perfunctorily: "It's okay."

"Then do you like this new teacher?" Li Sining continued.

When it comes to the new teacher, Wen Song naturally wants to boast: "I like it very much, Teacher Mi is very professional."

Seeing that Wen Song finally said a few more words, Li Sining continued his efforts: "How does it compare to Teacher Xiaolu?"

Wen Song's forehead twitched. Did this person provoke trouble on purpose?

"The two naturally have their own excellence."

Li Sining laughed out loud, and lightly tapped his shoulder: "You are so official."

Wen Song laughed back angrily, this man is really funny, if he didn't say that, who did he want to offend?

This mocking smile made Li Sining embarrassed for a moment, so he changed the subject with a smile, but the appearance of the two of them was not intimacy in the eyes of outsiders.

Especially Lu Yige, who was listening on the sidelines, stared at the two of them like a cloudy sky, dark and oppressive, but hard to see clearly.

Lu Yige didn't know what was wrong with him. The turbulent emotions in the practice room a few nights ago came back again. The corner of Wen Song's raised mouth was like a sharp bone spur, which not only hurt his eyes, Even the palms of his hands were sweating, and his intuition told him that he was restless and afraid.

This strange emotion made him extremely anxious, not only because he meddled in his own business and didn't want to see Wen Song being used, what's more, the two were just talking and communicating normally now, and he just subconsciously didn't want to see them together picture.

He didn't want history to repeat itself, he wanted Wen Song's side, and there would never be Li Sining.

This thought made Lu Yige tremble, no, to be more precise, he didn't want to see anyone by Wen Song's side.

Something was wrong, Lu Yige turned around and looked out the window, he took a deep breath, his current state was very wrong.

The sycamore trees outside the window swayed and rustled in the breeze, and Mi Tian's lecture continued: "If you feel your face is stiff, you can do oral exercises every day."

Someone asked: "How long does it take to have an effect?"

Mi Tian glanced at Lu Yige's back by the window, smiled and said, "Two or three times is usually enough, but as our captain needs more than ten times a day."

The students laughed, but the person by the window didn't seem to hear it, and the slightly arched back propped by the window remained motionless.

Wen Song also laughed out loud, he found that Mi Tian should be the most daring person in the Alpha regiment to dance on the captain's head.

"Then let's bring it into the dance and practice it now," Mi Tian said and made a movement. "The opening is very important. It's best to be eye-catching, just like the opening of singing is as important." He said a Raising his eyes, the sweet atmosphere immediately lingered all over his body.

There was a howl of wolves in the team.

"Oh, no, I can't do it."

"What a shame, my God."

"Sorry, I feel so greasy."

Mi Tian nodded his chin and thought for a moment: "Well, now you guys practice one-on-one, and you won't feel embarrassed if you practice too much."

The students began to look for the practice object with howling. Wen Song was bending down and counting heads from the other side, and the person next to him had already turned his body sideways.

"Should we be in a group?" Li Sining said, along with a newly learned grin.

Wen Song lost his mind for a moment, Li Sining's face was really beautiful, especially when he smiled, it was like thick ink smudged on rice paper, a drop of water breaking the calm lake, bright and vivid.

The voices of his teammates around made Wen Song regain his sanity, and he deeply despised his nympho. He really couldn't get close to Li Sining. Now Li Sining is like a poppy to him. swamp.

"A Song?" Li Sining called him again.

"Oh," Wen Song said, his eyes applauded around the practice room, then settled on Lu Yige by the independent window, and said in his mouth, "I'll go to Xiaolu for advice on oral exercises."

Talking without giving the other party a chance to speak, he walked to the window, raised the mineral water bottle in his hand and said imitatively: "May I ask Mr. Xiaolu to teach you the skills and secrets of oral exercises?"

The sound that suddenly appeared at close range caused the people by the window to skip a beat. Lu Yige turned his head and faced the person who was looking at him with his head tilted. With a blunt voice: "You don't need it." There was no stiffness in the smile just now.

The person who was still holding the GoPro looked at the two talking, and secretly grabbed the mineral water bottle in his hand. Why is it Lu Yige again?

Originally, in terms of the popularity of the FF group, their group members were the best candidates for the popularity, but Li Sining was very self-aware of his own strength, and was afraid of being stalked by fans, so he settled for the second best.

But now, Li Sining became more and more obnoxious to the team leader. Apart from his professional ability, how could he compare to his own charm?

Hearing the reply, the smile on the corner of Wen Song's mouth froze, and then he raised his arm and made a scissors hand: "Look at me."

Lu Yige turned his head indifferently, and showed him the standard eight teeth, plus a death wink, compared to the scissorhands.

Lu Yige: "..."

Wen Song suppressed his laughter desperately, he could already imagine the scene where Lu Yige vomited blood in his heart.

But in reality, Lu Yige only felt that a certain part of his heart had collapsed, and a trickle of water was swaying.

This silly look was actually kind of cute in his eyes.

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