Bamboo horse falling from the sky

Recently, ML is preparing a new MV. In order not to hold back his brothers, Song Xingyu plans to finish his busy work for the next few days before fulfilling his bet with Bai Chumu.

In the vocal music class, the vocal music teacher asked seven people to sing the new song several times to see if there were any subtle problems in the middle. To put it bluntly, it was to find the bones in the eggs.

"Xiao Heng, Xiao Ze, Tang Tang, the three of you are the lead singers. When singing this song, you must set the key correctly." The vocal teacher urged.

The three Gedan nodded, cleared their throats again, and planned to do it again.

After carefully listening to the three songs sung by the children, the vocal music teacher applauded with satisfaction, "Very good, just keep it like this."

"Good teacher." Chen Ziheng pulled his two younger brothers back to stand in the line.

"Xiao Qian, Xiao Yu, let me listen to your rap." The vocal teacher said again.

Ling Tongqian and Song Xingyu stood up. The vocal teacher adjusted the music to the rap part of the two of them. The two listened carefully to the beat of the music. First, Ling Tongqian's part. There's nothing wrong with rapping.

"I've always been very satisfied with Xiaoqian's rap, and Xiaoyu's rap is also good, but Xiaoqian's is a little better in comparison, Xiaoyu, you must continue to learn from your brother Xiaoqian." The vocal teacher said seriously review.

"Okay." Song Xingyu would never play around like he usually does in private when it's time to study. He listened carefully to his teacher's advice and secretly made up his mind to spend more time on rap.

In fact, at the beginning, the company positioned Song Xingyu as a dancer, but later the vocal teacher found that the child had a natural charisma, just like a rapper, so he let him dance as a rapper.

Although Song Xingyu is young and loves to play, he has never disappointed anyone. He is earnestly completing every task assigned by the teacher.

After class, Song Xingyu pulled Ling Tongqian to keep him from leaving, insisting that Ling Tongqian teach him how to rap.

Ling Tongqian didn't leave, so naturally Bai Chumu wouldn't leave either. He sat in the corner of the classroom and sang his part of the lyrics over and over again.

Bai Chumu is the dancer, so the vocal part of the group song is generally not very heavy. After singing more than ten times, he stopped to drink tea to moisten his throat, and then turned his attention to the two rappers. side.

Ling Tongqian was leading Song Xingyu to practice rapping, from biting words to speeding up his speech, from beat to rhythm, Ling Tongqian patiently led the youngest to sing down over and over again.

Song Xingyu also worked very hard. Under the guidance of his brother, he sang some of the rap lyrics much better than when he was in class just now.

From Bai Chumu's point of view, one can only see Ling Tongqian's sharp side face, and his eyes are sharp and aggressive when singing rap, as if the person he is staring at is about to be eaten by him in the next second Same.

But at this very moment, the face that looks so depressing, but the skin has been too white, Bai Chumu even wondered if this guy was sick.

"Ling Tongqian." Bai Chumu called out involuntarily.

"Ah?" Ling Tongqian, who was rapping well, was interrupted by Bai Chumu's call, and the coldness on his face faded instantly, and he turned back to the gentle and familiar warm man. He turned his head slightly, and talked with Bai Chumu Eyes met, "what's the matter?"

"It's okay, you...you should pay attention to rest and keep singing to your throat." Bai Chumu paused in the middle of speaking, glanced at Song Xingyu, and quickly changed his words.

"Okay." Ling Tongqian nodded with a smile, and really didn't continue singing.

"Brother Qian'er, why do you listen to Brother Xiaobai so much?" Song Xingyu really couldn't understand why Ling Tongqian listened to Bai Chumu in everything, and he never said anything when Xiaobai said one thing.

"Is there? No." Ling Tongqian was also a little puzzled when he heard Song Xingyu's words. How could he listen to Bai Chumu for everything?

"If you want, if he doesn't listen to me, will he listen to you?" Bai Chumu leaned his head on the sofa, and said the most embarrassing things to the youngest in a lazy voice.

"What's wrong with me, can't you just listen to me?" Song Xingyu refused to accept, and began to argue with Bai Chumu.

"Hey," Bai Chumu sneered, and continued, "It's okay to listen to you, I'm afraid you two will tear down the company."

Song Xingyu walked over and stared at Bai Chumu condescendingly: "Who do you look down on?"

"I'm looking down on you." Seeing that Song Xingyu, a tall man, had pushed himself in front of him, Bai Chumu didn't bother to move.

This kind of situation has been seen many times, Ling Tongqian didn't want to worry about it anymore, he just sat on the chair, far away from them, and then started to watch the show.

"Brother Qian'er, can you take care of him?" Song Xingyu had nothing to do with Bai Chumu, and turned around angrily to ask Ling Tongqian for help.

"He's the elder brother, what do you want me to do with him?" Ling Tongqian almost jumped up from his chair as if he had heard something inaudible.

"That's right, have you made a mistake? I'm the elder brother, and I'm the only one who cares about you." Bai Chumu said aggressively.

"I'm going to do justice for myself today!" Song Xingyu raised his head and took a deep breath. After saying this, he bent down and hugged Bai Chumu horizontally.

"What are you doing? Put me down!" Bai Chumu's body was suspended in the air, and he seriously lost his sense of security. He was so scared that he grabbed Song Xingyu's collar and yelled.

"I let you bully me every day!" Song Xingyu hugged Bai Chumu and walked around the classroom again and again, his wild laughter echoed throughout the classroom.

"Song Xingyu!" Ling Tongqian suddenly lowered his voice and called Song Xingyu by name.

Song Xingyu stopped for a moment, and looked at Ling Tongqian with some puzzlement.Bai Chumu's heart also tightened suddenly, he could tell that Ling Tongqian was angry.

Ling Tongqian closed his eyes and tried not to let himself erupt. In the next second, he strode out of the classroom without looking back. The innocent door was closed by him forcefully, making a loud noise.

The two people who were still in the classroom were startled by the sound of the door closing. When they came back to their senses, Song Xingyu put Bai Chumu down carefully, "Brother Qian'er, this is..."

Thinking that Song Xingyu didn't know, Bai Chumu answered, "I'm angry."

"No, it's more like he's jealous." Song Xingyu shook his head, his tone inexplicably firm.

"What?" Bai Chumu frowned, looking at Song Xingyu in disbelief, thinking that the child was farting.

"Really, I've seen it before. Brother Qian'er is jealous." Song Xingyu's tone didn't have the slightest hint of a joke.

"Where did you see it?" Bai Chumu really didn't understand why Song Xingyu knew so many strange things at such a young age.

"In the TV series, those male leads are jealous just like Brother Qian'er just now!" Song Xingyu became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Are you sick?" Bai Chumu was so angry that he asked Song Xingyu a question in a declarative tone.After scolding the youngest, he walked out of the classroom with his trouser pockets in his pockets.

"You're the only one who is sick!" Song Xingyu whispered towards the door.

Ling Tongqian was practicing dance in the practice room next door, and Bai Chumu knew who was in there by listening to the music coming from inside. He opened the door and walked in, leaned on the mirror and sat down facing Ling Tongqian, staring straight at him. People who are dancing.

With such a big person sitting in front of him, Ling Tongqian could try his best to ignore Bai Chumu at first, but within the time of a dance, he couldn't stand being stared at.

"Don't look at me." Ling Tongqian stopped and panted to warn Bai Chumu.

"Why, don't people watch the dancing?" Bai Chumu teased deliberately.

Ling Tongqian stood on the spot without saying a word, with his head lowered, his bangs covering his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you angry?" Actually, Bai Chumu wanted to ask Ling Tongqian if he was jealous.

"No." Ling Tongqian stubbornly walked to the speaker, played the music again, and continued dancing.He doesn't want to talk to Bai Chumu for the time being. This guy looks like he doesn't know anything, which will only make him more angry.

Bai Chumu clicked his tongue lightly, since Ling Tongqian didn't want to talk, then he didn't ask any more.Ling Tongqian wanted to continue dancing, so he just sat here and watched him.

Ling Tongqian was angry at first, and his heart was also very chaotic. Almost every time he danced, he made wrong movements.As usual, Bai Chumu couldn't stand it long ago and wanted to help correct it, but he just doesn't care now, he wants to see how long Ling Tongqian will be stubborn.

Just as Bai Chumu finished thinking this way, something happened to Ling Tongqian. He accidentally fell down while turning his waist.

"Ling Tongqian!" Bai Chumu flew to Ling Tongqian's side almost instantly, "Where did you fall?"

"Knee." Ling Tongqian said painfully.

Fortunately, Ling Tongqian was wearing loose sweatpants today, and Bai Chumu easily pulled up his trouser legs.Ling Tongqian's knee was scratched and bloodshot. Although it was only a slight injury, Bai Chumu still felt a little distressed.

"I'm fine, it's just a scratch." Seeing Bai Chumu's expression getting uglier, Ling Tongqian couldn't help comforting her.

"That's it? Doesn't it hurt if the skin is scratched?" Bai Chumu glared at Ling Tongqian, and lightly touched the edge of Ling Tongqian's knee with his finger.

Bai Chumu stretched out his hand suddenly, Ling Tongqian couldn't hold back, he gritted his teeth and gasped, "Hiss!"

"Sorry, sorry." Seeing Ling Tongqian's strong reaction, Bai Chumu quickly stopped, "Don't move, just wait here."

After speaking, he ran out of the practice room, went to the dance teacher and asked for iodine and cotton swabs.

"What?" Ling Tongqian glanced at the thing in Bai Chumu's hand, vaguely feeling something was wrong.

"It's for you to disinfect." Bai Chumu walked up to Ling Tongqian and squatted down, opened the bottle cap of iodine, dipped a cotton swab in a little iodine, and stretched it over the injured knee with very gentle movements.

Even though Ling Tongqian was a man of 185, he still closed his eyes tightly in fear when faced with iodine.

The imaginary stinging pain did not come as it should, and only Bai Chumu said "Okay", which ended the whole process of applying the medicine.

"So afraid of pain?" Bai Chumu looked at Ling Tongqian's expression, smiled lightly and packed up his things.

"I didn't." Ling Tongqian opened his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed to be seen through.

Bai Chumu didn't care whether this guy had it or not, he continued, "You're afraid of pain, so protect yourself and don't get hurt all the time."

"What about you? You hurt your own waist too." When Ling Tongqian said this, his eyes glanced at Bai Chumu's waist.