Bamboo horse falling from the sky

"Song Xingyu, don't forget about our bet." After class at night, Bai Chumu went to the bathroom, and ran into his juniors who were going downstairs to go home. When he saw Lu Huai, he suddenly remembered what happened, so he went back to practice. The room grabbed Song Xingyu to remind him.

"Understood, I'm going to stay on the fourth floor tomorrow, okay," Song Xingyu was not very happy every time he thought of this, he rolled his eyes at Bai Chumu and walked away, complaining as he walked, " It’s so annoying to be reminded every day.”

Bai Chumu doesn't care so much, he just wants to wait and see Song Xingyu's good show tomorrow.

"Xiao Yu is going to be impatient with you." Ling Tongqian said looking at Song Xingyu's angry back.

"Who told him to bet with me?" Bai Chumu snorted, feeling that Song Xingyu was overestimating his capabilities.

"You, can't you be a good brother?" Ling Tongqian flicked Bai Chumu's forehead lightly.

"I also want to be a good brother, but look at the three of you," Bai Chumu pointed to the three younger brothers Ling Tongqian, Tang Tang and Song Xingyu, a little desperate, "Do you three guys treat me as a brother?" ?”

"I can't help it, I can only blame you for not looking like my brother." Ling Tongqian clenched his fist and covered his mouth and laughed a few times, thinking that Bai Chumu's angry look was really cute.

Bai Chumu hit the guy next to him, "What do you know? I'm young!"

"Yes, yes, you are right." Ling Tongqian accepted it as soon as he saw it, and seeing that Teacher Xiaobai was about to get angry, he quickly echoed his words.

"Hmph!" Bai Chumu turned his head, not wanting to talk to Ling Tongqian anymore.

One night passed, and finally it was the day when Song Xingyu fulfilled his bet.

Those who should come will come, and you can't hide. Song Xingyu comforted himself so much that he went up to the fourth floor as soon as the juniors were in class in the morning.

Thanks to Brother Qing's dance class today, Bai Chumu helped to explain Song Xingyu's situation to Brother Qing, and Brother Qing also found it amusing, so he left him alone and went with the child.

The juniors on the fourth floor were getting ready for dance class and were doing warm-up exercises seriously. When they heard footsteps approaching the door, everyone thought it was the dance teacher. When they looked up, they saw Song Xingyu.

"Hello, Senior Brother." Everyone was a little nervous for no reason when they saw that Senior Brother was coming, but they still greeted him politely.

"Hello, juniors." Although Song Xingyu was reluctant to stay on the fourth floor all day, he was still very happy to see more than a dozen juniors. someone.

Lu Huai happened to meet Song Xingyu's eyes, and immediately avoided it within three seconds, whether it was because of shyness or other reasons.

"It's really interesting." Song Xingyu said in a very low voice, and then walked towards Lu Huai who was avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Master...Senior brother." Seeing that Song Xingyu was about to stick to him, Lu Huai stepped back step by step until his entire back was against the wall.

"Are you afraid of me?" Song Xingyu put a hand on Lu Huai's ear, looking straight into the flustered eyes of the little junior.

"No." Lu Huai turned his head to avoid Song Xingyu's gaze, and swallowed nervously.

More than a dozen other children were shocked when they saw the most dignified elder brother among them in the past being cornered by their senior brother. None of them knew what happened between Lu Huai and Senior Brother Song. Faced with this situation, they Talking is not, it seems not good not to say something.

"Well, well?" At this moment, a brisk and lively voice came from the door of the practice room.

The children looked towards the door, and sure enough, it was the senior they were most familiar with—Bai Chumu, "Brother Xiaobai!"

When Bai Chumu heard the helpless voices of his juniors, he knew that Song Xingyu must be trying to die again.He hurried over and pulled Song Xingyu away, "What are you doing? Are you here to bully Junior Brother?"

"Who said I bullied Junior Brother?" Song Xingyu pointed at Lu Huai with his chin, "Ask, did I bully him?"

"No...no." Lu Huai spoke in a low voice, even if Song Xingyu really didn't bully him, it sounded like that.

"Speak well." Song Xingyu couldn't bear to listen, and lightly squeezed Lu Huai's shoulder to make him stand still.

"Senior Brother Song didn't bully me." Lu Huai tried to calm his tone and said it again.

"It's fine if you don't have one. If he bullies you, remember to tell me." After Bai Chumu finished speaking, he left in peace. He came up to see if Song Xingyu was on the fourth floor.

At this moment in the dance practice room on the third floor, Brother Qing was letting the teenagers start dancing, but found that besides Song Xingyu, there was one person missing, "Is there another person? Who is missing? Xiaobai!"

"Xiaobai..." The other five people didn't know where Bai Chumu went, and they disappeared in a flash.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Bai Chumu came back just in time.

"Dancing practice, where have you been?" Ling Tongqian approached Bai Chumu and asked.

"I'll go to the fourth floor to see if Song Xingyu is there."

"No running around!" Brother Qing pointed at Bai Chumu pretending to be serious.

"Okay Brother Qing." Bai Chumu smiled sweetly at Brother Qing.

Brother Qing couldn't stand Bai Chumu's tricks, he was serious in just three seconds before he broke down, and then changed into a relaxed tone and said: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble anymore, let's start dancing quickly. "

"Okay Brother Qing." The brothers imitated Bai Chumu's words very tacitly, and ML's group soul always appeared in strange places.

The teenagers ushered in the autumn through training, working and studying day after day. Although the weather in Xiamen is not too cold all year round, there are always unusual times.

On Ling Tongqian's birthday, the company originally wanted to arrange an outdoor birthday party for the child, but due to a sudden heavy rain, the venue had to be changed to at home.

At this time, Xiamen is at the junction of summer and autumn. The weather is hot and cold, and it is useless to look at the weather forecast. It is confusing and the most likely to make people sick.

For example, Bai Chumu, an unlucky child, did not escape the fate of being prone to colds in different seasons.He was in dance class that day, and he sneezed countless times throughout the morning.

"Xiaobai has a cold, right?" Brother Qing asked concerned.

"Probably not." Bai Chumu was actually not sure if he had a cold.

"Nothing? You just have a cold." Ling Tongqian focused on Bai Chumu this morning. This guy sneezed more than a dozen times. Could it be that he has a cold?

"I think I'm pretty good." Bai Chumu insisted.

Ling Tongqian had nothing to say, so he had to shut up and continue dancing.

"Pay attention to your health, Xiaobai, it's not good to be sick." Brother Qing knew that Bai Chumu loved to be brave, so he didn't say anything more after saying this.

"Okay, I got it, thank you Brother Qing." Bai Chumu stared at himself in the mirror, dancing non-stop.

The teenagers had been dancing all morning, and they were already dripping with sweat, and most of their T-shirts were soaked with sweat.Brothers and brothers took a shower and changed their clothes in time after class, except for Bai Chumu.

When Bai Chumu was dancing, he danced wildly, and when he stopped, he didn't bother to move. He lay on the sofa in the lounge and played with his mobile phone. Everyone else came out of the shower, but he was still moaning.

"Xiaobai, hurry up and take a shower, and then change your clothes." Worried that Bai Chumu was ill, Ling Tongqian forcibly pulled him up from the sofa and pushed him all the way into the bathroom.

"Oh, don't rush me." Bai Chumu reluctantly put down the phone, and after seeing Ling Tongqian's serious eyes, he resigned himself to his fate and took the initiative to close the bathroom door.

Hearing the footsteps gradually going away outside the door, Bai Chumu suddenly remembered something, and shouted outside: "Ling Tongqian, help me get my clothes."

"You..." Ling Tongqian shook his head helplessly, "Okay."

He opened Bai Chumu's locker in the lounge, took out a set of clean clothes from it, then went back to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Your clothes."

Without saying a word, Bai Chumu opened a crack in the door of the bathroom, poked out half of his head, stretched out a wet hand to take the clothes from Ling Tongqian's hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

From Ling Tongqian's perspective, he could vaguely see Bai Chumu's accidentally exposed shoulders. He blushed, lowered his head, hummed vaguely, turned around and wanted to escape from this place.

In the next second, he heard Bai Chumu say again: "Ling Tongqian, what...you didn't give me my underwear...underwear."

"Ah?" After hearing this, Ling Tongqian blushed even more. Fortunately, he was not facing Bai Chumu, otherwise he really wanted to find a crack in the ground and forget it.

"Help me a little more." Bai Chumu was also a little embarrassed, and begged embarrassingly.

"Okay." Ling Tongqian strode away immediately after she finished her response.

He found a pair of black shorts in Bai Chumu's locker, and Ling Tongqian quickly blocked them with his coat. He just strode towards the bathroom, and met Chen Ziheng head-on on the way.

"Oh, Qian'er, in such a hurry—" Before Chen Ziheng finished speaking, Ling Tongqian whizzed past him.

"Are you in a hurry to reincarnate..." Chen Ziheng stared blankly at the direction where Ling Tongqian disappeared, speechless.

Ling Tongqian came to the bathroom door, looked left and right, and then knocked on the bathroom door after confirming that there was no one around.

A crack in the door opened, Bai Chumu didn't even show his face this time, he just stretched out a hand tremblingly, exploring in the air, but found nothing.

Ling Tongqian, who was still feeling embarrassed at first, saw Bai Chumu's cute little hands, laughed out loud, and then put the things in his hands into his hands, "here."

"Thank you." Bai Chumuqing coughed twice, and quickly withdrew his hand after getting the things and closed the door.

Before Ling Tong could finish his words, he moved closer and knocked on the door twice. Just as he was about to speak, Bai Chumu opened the door a little bit from the inside, and when he was about to ask what this guy was going to do again, the two happened to meet look.

Bai Chumu's eyes were damp with moisture, and his bangs were also dripping with water, making him look extremely soft.

The atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, Ling Tongqian was stunned for a moment, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a while.