It turns out that I am a heartthrob who came out of the comics.

Sun Siyu was a little surprised, but also a little flattered.

Mo Tingbai is notoriously cold-faced, she and Cheng Mulin are best friends, and Cheng Mulin complained to her privately and filmed a scene together for almost a month, except for the scene, the conversation with Mo Tingbai did not exceed three sentences Mo Tingbai's reply did not exceed three words.

Such a high-cold person actually took the initiative to teach them how to dance. Is this because the sun is coming out from the west, or is it because today's calendar is suitable for everything.

Sun Siyu looked up at the cameras in the corner. Could it be that he wanted to create a warm man who is eager to help others?

But it's not necessary for Mo Tingbai, and he doesn't seem like a person who bothers to do this kind of kung fu.

Although there were hundreds of thousands of question marks in my heart, Sun Siyu happily agreed: "Is it really possible? That's an honor!"

Mo Tingbai looked at Sun Siyu's expression and carefully analyzed it. It didn't look like he was acting happy. Could it be that Sun Siyu didn't like Sinan?Is this guy still wishful thinking?

Heh, Miss Sun Siyu, do you have any vision?

……

Meng Huashi of Sun Siyu's group has been a fan of Mo Tingbai since his debut. Of course, like countless ordinary fans, he just supports idol TV dramas and listens to idol songs. Although he is in the circle, he has not done anything beyond the rules things.

I am afraid that others will talk about the popularity, so I seldom mention Mo Tingbai on my social accounts, likes and so on are all trumpets.

When I found out that Sinan was participating in the show as a contestant this time, I originally wanted to ask him to ask for the idol's phone number or something, but the two of them were never assigned to the same group, and they usually couldn't talk to each other. Meng Huashi can't do this kind of thing even if he asks for it.

So she kept waiting for the opportunity, but she didn't expect to let Mo Tingbai come to kick the hall. It just so happened that she also passed the resurrection vote and came back together at the same time.

When Meng Huashi saw Mo Tingbai in the background, she almost fainted from excitement. At this moment, Mo Tingbai was actually teaching them how to dance.

Sure enough, as long as people work hard to live, they can encounter anything in their lifetime.

"Dance this eight beat again." Mo Ting Bai Leng said coldly, "Meng Huashi, you made a mistake."

The idol knows her name!

Meng Huashi was about to faint again.

"Sorry." Meng Huashi tried her best to focus on the dance instead of Mo Tingbai's face that looked better the closer she got.

"How is your side?" Sinan trotted over from the other half of the rehearsal room, with sweat dripping from his forehead and the tip of his nose, shining under the light, "Do you need my help?"

Mo Tingbai is definitely a good singer and dancer, but he is definitely not a good teacher. Maybe all the people he has come into contact with are people with excellent understanding and talent, so he unconsciously uses his own standards to demand others. Tutorial Quick and strict, for beginners like them, they are simply nightmare-level strict teachers.

But the program team won't help them hire a dance teacher. If they do, they won't be able to start learning until tomorrow at least. Today's time will be wasted.

And although Mo Tingbai's teaching is strict, but I have to say that many words hit the nail on the head. For example, when it comes to the force of a certain movement, Mo Tingbai can quickly find out where their mistakes are and how to correct them. .

So although he was temporarily unable to adapt to his strictness, Sun Siyu still felt very grateful to Mo Tingbai for taking the time to teach them.

"Teacher Mo taught very carefully, we have gone through the movements once." Sun Siyu smiled at Yanyan.

Si Nan was surprised and said, "Is it so fast? We only finished the part before the chorus."

Mo Tingbai snorted coldly: "It's as slow as you, the day lily is cold."

As he spoke, he stared at a certain part of Sinan's face and frowned suddenly, then took out a tissue from his pocket, opened it, and stretched the tissue to Sinan's face, "I've only danced for a few minutes, and the sweat started to break out." Be like this."

Sinan naturally let Mo Tingbai's hand hold a tissue on his forehead, and finally raised his hand to take it and wiped the rest of the place, "I just sweat easily."

Mo Tingbai: "I didn't see you sweating so easily when you were a trainee before. Why are you living longer and returning to life?"

Sinan stuck out his tongue: "This shows that the metabolism is better than before."

They interacted like no one else, and the contestants beside them felt that they were a little redundant. The flashing red camera also said: You still don’t take our existence seriously, so don’t be afraid that we will edit this clip. Send it out as a peachy teaser?

Sun Siyu looked at this scene, showing a big auntie smile: "The relationship in your team is better than the rumors."

"Here comes the fried chicken." A man in an orange jacket who looked like a delivery guy with something in his hand pushed the door in.

"Little Brother Du?" Sinan asked in surprise.

It was Du Yan, He Shenjian's assistant.

"Why are you here? He Shenjian didn't—"

Before Sinan could finish speaking, He Shenjian, who was following Du Yan, came in with another two packs of takeaway boxes.

All the artists who usually eat candy in order to look good in front of the camera have to be stared at by their managers. When they saw the delicious and golden fried chicken, their eyes went straight. Anyway, it was He Shenjian who gave it to them, and they wouldn’t blame them for eating it. You can't become a big fat man after a meal.

A group of people rushed over, thanking each person with a box of fried chicken.

He Shenjian left a box and handed it to Sinan: "Sweet and spicy, specially reserved for you."

Si Nan grinned, took He Shenjian's gloves and stuffed a piece of chicken leg into his mouth: "Are you done filming?"

"Well, today's play is over." He Shenjian said, and handed Sinan another cup of milk tea.

Seeing Sinan eating deliciously, He Shenjian was as satisfied as if he was the one who ate, "I heard that the dance you got this time is still very complicated, do you need my help?"

It was only then that Si Nan remembered that He Shen saw that it was Wu Dan.

He doesn't usually show it too much, but Sinan always forgets about it.

"It's okay." Sinan chewed a mouthful of fried chicken and drank milk tea, the pearls burst into his mouth, his face was full of gluttony, "It's actually not complicated, it's just that some big movements are fast, I'm okay, For the few of them, it may be more difficult, and I am considering whether to adapt it here."

He Shenjian thought for a while and said: "Indeed, although it may not be able to achieve the stage effect of the original version if it is simplified, it is better than the lack of overall perception caused by a mistake."

"That's right." Sinan nodded, "And highlights can be added at any time, and simple movements can also look good."

He Shen looked at Si Nan with a smile: "It seems that this variety show has made you grow a lot—eat slowly and don't choke."

While He Shenjian was quietly enjoying this rare few minutes, a shadow suddenly appeared beside him, pressing on him under the slanting light of the light.

He raised his head slightly and saw Mo Tingbai standing behind him indifferently.

"Are you here to visit the class too?" He Shenjian smiled faintly, "I bought fried chicken, do you want to eat it together?"

Mo Tingbai sneered: "Don't you know? The toxicity of a fried chicken is equivalent to 60 cigarettes. This kind of junk food that is harmful to the body is not beneficial to the body. Only people who can't think about it will eat it."

The overwhelmed Simon: "..."

He Shenjian wasn't angry, he just said, "If you don't eat it, I'll take the leftovers back to Ace."

"Whatever you want." Mo Tingbai said, "And you'd better go back early, while the fried chicken is still hot."

He Shenjian smiled slightly: "Don't worry, there is a microwave oven at home. Aren't you going?"

"Me?" Mo Tingbai smiled smugly, "There's nothing he can do if I leave."

Mo Tingbai pointed to Simon.

Si Nan, who was concentrating on eating fried chicken, said again: "..."

He took a big sip of the pearl milk tea, chewed the pearls and said, "I thought you would know if you were part of the same crew, don't listen to Bai to kick the hall."

"Kicking the stadium?" He Shenjian's smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal, "This round of kicking the stadium?"

Sinan nodded, "The gymnastics match is also a resurrection match. Look, Shen Shaolin and the others are back."

He Shenjian looked in the direction Si Nan pointed, and sure enough, Shen Shaolin was holding Qi Feng's shoulders and gnawing fried chicken boldly.

Before he could look away, Mo Tingbai said softly, "And I'm on the same team as Sinan."

He Shenjian felt that his breathing was stagnant for a moment. He looked at Sinan to ask for confirmation, and Sinan nodded: "It was randomly drawn, and it was drawn right away. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

He Shenjian didn't laugh along with Sinan, but paused and said, "Then the players who kicked the gym will be replaced by one of you?"

Before Sinan could answer, Mo Tingbai said, "Just get the first place." His tone was full of confidence, "Our group will definitely be the first."

Hearing this, the cameraman and the director trembled three times.

This brother is really not afraid of editing.

"Then I wish you success." He Shenjian said with a gentle smile.

After staying in the rehearsal room for a while, after watching the rehearsal of the Xia Sinan group, He Shenjian went to the rehearsal room of another group.

After he left, Mo Tingbai walked up to Si Nan, leaned into his ear and whispered, "He Shen sees you often, too?"

Sinan thought for a while and said, "I come here occasionally, and every time I come, I bring some food, so the contestants like him very much."

Mo Tingbai gave a "tss" indifferently: "Next time I will bring you delicious food too, so don't eat his."

Then he said: "We formed this dance, don't you want to simplify it, I can teach you, and I can also choreograph."

This is beyond Si Nan's cognition.

"We can discuss it together." Sinan said, thinking about Mo Tingbai's question just now, he asked him again: "You come here to rehearse, can the crew be busy?"

Mo Tingbai waved his hands impatiently: "I can spare a few hours every day, and I also—"

He didn't say a word, and ended the topic by himself: "In short, I can take care of both, and the director also supports me to come here."

On the other side, the others also returned to rehearsal after eating fried chicken and milk tea. Mo Tingbai frowned slightly as he watched Sun Siyu dancing clumsily, and asked Sinan in a low voice, "Do you want to exchange with me to teach Sun Siyu?"

Si Nan thought, is it because he doesn't want to teach?Maybe it's because I don't like it that deeply.

He said: "If you are tired, I can teach them, and you can learn our dance by the way."

Mo Tingbai's face became ugly: "Do you really want to trade with me?"

"If you want to trade with me, then I'll trade with you." Si Nanxin said, didn't you propose it yourself.

Mo Tingbai took a deep breath: "This is not a question of whether I want to trade with you, but a question of whether you want to trade with me!"

Si Nan looked innocent: "I can do it."

"I can't do anything!" Mo Tingbai said.

Simon: "...then change it."

If you want to change it, just say it, why is the voice so loud.Sinan thought aggrievedly.

Mo Tingbai sneered, sure enough.

"Then I will help you." Mo Tingbai pushed Sinan in front of Sun Siyu, "I wish you a smooth cooperation."

Sun Siyu was still digesting the course taught by teacher Mo Tingbai, and suddenly she was replaced by another teacher. She looked at Sinan in a daze: "What's going on?"

Is it because they are too slow to learn?But now it's only been learned for less than an hour. Wow, I finished the movements in an hour, which shouldn't be too slow for beginners.

Si Nan replied casually: "It's okay, don't listen to him, he's a little tired, so go over there to rest for a while, and I'll take over from him to teach you."

Sun Siyu didn't mind who came to teach, and Sinan's personality was more than a hundred times gentler than Mo Tingbai's, so she was very happy, but it was inconvenient to show it too obviously, so she said, "Then trouble Teacher Sinan."

"Just call me Sinan." Sinan said with a smile.

Mo Tingbai watched from not far away, and repeated Sinan's words sourly: "Just call me Sinan...heh."

He was rehearsing his side of the dance while slandering, and someone called his name while he was dancing.

"Listen, I didn't expect you to come over."

Mo Tingbai turned his head to look, and Chang Minling appeared behind him holding a piece of paper.

He said angrily, "Should I still notify you when I come?"

Chang Minling's smile remained undiminished, and she said in a low voice, "I'm just pleasantly surprised. I didn't expect to see you here."

Mo Tingbai turned his head back again, practiced his movements in front of the mirror, took a peek at Sinan who was teaching Sun Siyu how to dance, and continued to slander.

After a few minutes, he found that Chang Minling was still standing behind him.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Tingbai frowned and looked at him in the mirror.

Chang Minling took a half step forward with a little surprise: "I heard that you taught Sun Siyu's group a dance just now."

"So." Mo Tingbai said coldly.

Chang Minling looked at him expectantly: "We also want to add a little dance to our group's songs, but no one in our group will..."

Mo Tingbai glanced at her lightly, and didn't even look at Chang Minling in the mirror, "None of my business."

Chang Minling originally had the idea that Mo Tingbai would not reject him in front of the camera, but unexpectedly, he got such a closed door, and his face turned red immediately.

He blinked his eyes very quickly to cover up his embarrassment, feeling his throat was dry, he squeezed out a dry smile and said, "If you have time, can you come over and teach us?"

Mo Tingbai replied without thinking, "No time."

At this time, Xu Huai and Qi Feng, who had been watching for a long time, came over: "Mr. Listen, we have been doing something wrong all the time, can you teach us?"

"En." Mo Tingbai responded and went to guide Xu Huai and Qi Feng's movements, ignoring Chang Minling next to him.

Chang Minling gritted her teeth and stood by the side awkwardly watching for 2 minutes before leaving. When she left, she greeted a few people. Xu Huai and Qi Feng responded politely, but Mo Tingbai didn't turn her head.

……

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when the rehearsal ended, Mo Tingbai was driving, and Sinan sat in the co-pilot and looked out the window.

The playlist was still the same as last time. Sufjan Stevens sang "the first time that you kiss me" with a gentle and magnetic voice. The wind poured in from the window on Sinan's side, blowing the music to the street on one side, and the heating in the car was on.

Si Nan suddenly asked: "Mo Tingbai, tell me, how can you prove that you have existed in this world?"

Mo Tingbai tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. He looked ahead, looked at Sinan in the corner of his eye, and said casually, "If someone in this world remembers you, then you have truly existed."

"Then as an artist, can he exist longer than others?"

"uncertain."

"Why?" Sinan looked away from the window and looked at him.

In the landscape receding like a shadow, Mo Tingbai's voice was cold and clear, "It only counts if you want this person to be remembered by the person you want this person to remember."

"Then who do you want to remember?" Sinan asked him.

The air-conditioning outside the window and the heating inside the car alternate with each other, one ebbs and another.

Mo Tingbai was silent for a long time.

He asked Simon back, "What about you?"

Simon also fell silent.

Mo Tingbai asked him: "If you could only remember one person, would you choose me or...Sun Siyu."

"Why do you ask such a question?" Sinan was confused.

Sun Siyu?

Mo Tingbai said: "You answer me first."

Simon said, "Of course it's you."

The corners of Mo Tingbai's lips raised, and he didn't hide his pleasure.

"I choose you too," he said.

……

Before Sigong, the "In the Name of Sound" program team organized a sports meeting. Mo Tingbai originally had a scene that day. At the end, the sports meeting was probably over, but when he heard that there were two people with three legs to tie In order to schedule an intimate competition, the originally estimated 6-hour filming was compressed into 4 hours. Luckily, I didn’t miss it when I rushed over. The next project was two people with three legs.

But what he didn't expect was that this competition was not divided into groups, Sinan was assigned to be in the same group as Qi Feng, and he actually got Sun Siyu.

During the race, he didn't expect that although Sun Siyu didn't look tall, he was not weak in his feet, and because he was anxious to overtake Si Nan and Qi Feng who were running first at the time, the two stumbled at different paces fell down.

It was still him.

Sun Siyu stood there with a frightened face, trying to help but dared not.

Later, when this episode was broadcast, it was made into a collection of ghosts and animals by netizens, and Mo Tingbai fell for half a month on major social platforms.

……

The days of rehearsals used to be normal for them, but recently they picked it up again, which has a special flavor. Occasionally, Ace and Qin Xuan would come to visit the class, bring some small gifts, and teach the players pronunciation and other things by the way.

Although most professional singers don't need to teach them, Qin Xuan's unique secrets of singing for three hours without getting tired still amazed many people.

After a few days, the monologue became an "off-court guest" of "In the Name of Voice", and became the most popular guest recognized by the contestants with a high degree of favorability.

It was already the middle of the twelfth lunar month when Sigong arrived. During the rehearsal, Qin Xuan brought some throat-moisturizing herbs grown by his friends and distributed them to each contestant, wishing them a smooth performance.

At the end of the rehearsal, Chang Minling stopped Mo Tingbai from the audience.

Originally, no matter what Chang Minling wanted to say, Mo Tingbai didn't want to talk to him, but he mentioned "Sinan", and Mo Tingbai followed him to listen to him.

"Tell me something quickly." Mo Tingbai said impatiently. He followed Chang Minling to the bathroom and regretted it. What can Chang Minling say about Sinan? What Chang Minling knows but he doesn't know Yes, if there is, it must be something he made up.

"Don't you think Sinan is a little strange?" Chang Minling asked him mysteriously.

Mo Tingbai already wanted to leave, so he said coldly, "I think you are the strangest one."

Chang Minling ignored the hostility in his words, and said, "Sinan didn't sweat so much when he was a trainee before, did he? Now he starts sweating after practicing for a while."

Mo Tingbai said: "Whether you sweat or not is none of your business, do you care too much?"

Chang Minling said again: "I'm really worried about Sinan."

Mo Tingbai "cut" without any concealment.

Chang Minling: "Besides, Sinan was used to holding the mic with his right hand before, but now he often alternates his left and right hands, and when he sings, he will unconsciously use his left hand."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Mo Tingbai looked at Chang Minling.

Chang Minling said with concern: "I think Sinan may be sick, given his health condition..."

"You mean you want him to withdraw from the competition, right?" Mo Tingbai's eyes showed disgust, "First of all, if you really care, then you should tell Sinan these things. Secondly, you observe him so carefully. , what's your intention?"

Chang Minling was a little panicked: "I really just care about him, but I was afraid that he would misunderstand that I had other intentions, so I came here to talk to you."

"You should know in your heart whether you have other intentions." Mo Tingbai said, "I advise you to practice your own songs well and don't hold back your group. You are not carrying your own destiny."

After finishing speaking, Mo Tingbai opened the bathroom door and left, leaving Chang Minling alone, looking at himself in the mirror with a gradually grim expression, he said to himself: "I will definitely find a way to make you disgusted by everyone."

Back in the rehearsal room, Mo Tingbai approached Sinan, "After participating in this performance, go to the hospital for a physical examination."

Si Nan didn't understand, so he asked, "Why?"

"Why not. I will go with you to contribute to the national medical cause." Mo Tingbai said.

Sinan didn't understand how doing a physical examination could contribute to the national medical cause, but he thought it would be no problem to do it once, so he agreed.

He nodded, and Mo Tingbai continued, "Sorry, I've been ignoring your changes." What made him feel guilty was that he paid less attention to Sinan than Chang Minling.

Sinan said briskly, "I'll take care of you from now on."