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The theme song of this season is called "The Most Dazzling You". Simple, but singing while dancing is a great test for a singer.

Except for Xiao Yihuan, the other four members of Yu Jing's group have certain dance skills. It took them half a day to master all the basic movements, and the details need to be practiced repeatedly to strengthen muscle memory.However, as a weakness in the team, Xiao Yihuan was always unable to keep up with everyone's pace. In order not to delay other team members, Yu Jing could only teach her one-on-one.

Xiao Yihuan looked squeamish, but in her heart she was unwilling to admit defeat. Seeing others learn so quickly, she felt unwilling. From the beginning she resisted Lajin, and at the end she took the initiative to pull Yu Jing to "torture" herself. That desperate posture Seeing Yu Jing was both gratified and sad.

One is a capable dancer who can be seen at a glance, and the other is a dancer who is easy to learn. This strong contrast makes the interaction between Yu Jing and Xiao Yihuan more interesting. Every time the camera cuts to them, the playing in the live broadcast room The scrolling speed of the screen was several times faster as if the accelerator was pressed. Everyone said that "metaphor" was too easy to knock.

The freshly baked "Yiyi" CP fans have grown rapidly in just one day, and the two masters still don't know anything about it.

The instructor is only responsible for assigning tasks and guidance to them. As for how to practice and how long to practice, trainees can arrange freely.Xiao Yihuan's dancing foundation is too poor, so she has to put in more effort than others. She is practicing dancing when others are resting, and she is also practicing dancing when others are eating.

As Xiao Yihuan's dance teacher, Yu Jing was not idle either, teaching her to accompany her hand in hand, the two of them never stopped for a moment except eating and drinking.

Night came quietly.

After practicing for a day, trainees left the training room one after another.

Yu Jing looked at Xiao Yihuan, who was so tired that she could barely lift her arms, but was still trying to correct her movements in front of the mirror, and felt sorry for her, and asked, "Why don't you just practice here today?"

Xiao Yihuan competed with herself, shook her head, gritted her teeth and said, "I can't remember this action, I must remember it!" After a pause, she turned her head to look over, "If you are tired, go back first , I’ll practice on my own.”

This kind of intensive training was nothing to Yu Jing, she didn't feel tired, thinking that she might have to wait in line with two other roommates to take a shower when she went back, so she simply stayed and continued to practice with Xiao Yihuan.

A team member couldn't stand it any longer, greeted them and was about to leave. When the door of the practice room was opened, cheers and screams poured in, and the people inside were stunned at the same time.

"It seems to be next door, what are they calling?" a team member asked.

The team member who was about to leave hurriedly ran to the next door to check, and came back after a while, and said enviously: "Mr. Chen Chen is well, he came to deliver supper for everyone at night."

"Supper?" Another team member stopped practicing and said excitedly, "Then we should have it too?"

As soon as the voice fell, there were footsteps approaching.

Six pairs of eyes looked over in unison.

Two people were walking towards this practice room, and the ones walking in front were the program staff with work badges.The person behind was slender and tall, her skin glowed white under the lamp, her water-colored dress outlined her charming figure, her long hair was fluttering, and she had a charming temperament, which immediately caught everyone's attention.

Yu Jing, who was instructing Xiao Yihuan's movements, stopped and looked straight at the door of the practice room.

"...Teacher Mingzhu!" The team member who walked to the door was the first to call out that name, and found himself blocking the door, and hurriedly stepped aside, half surprised and half panicked, looking at the approaching Mingzhu, " Old, teacher, you are also here to give us supper, right?!"

"Yeah." Ming Zhu nodded slightly, with a gentle tone: "Everyone has worked hard, the cafeteria made a supper, I will send some to everyone."

Others also gathered around.

The six of them wore uniform T-shirts of the same color, all wore ponytails, and were all about the same size, but Mingzhu still found Yu Jing at a glance and looked at her unabashedly.

Yu Jing greeted her step by step, feeling that her eyes were hot and fixed on her body, mixed with some incomprehensible emotions, which made people's heart skip a beat.

Could it be that there is something dirty on his face?

Yu Jing hurriedly looked in the mirror, and found nothing unusual on her face except sweat, then turned back and met Mingzhu's eyes.

——What's the matter, sister?

The camera was filming, so of course Yu Jing couldn't really ask Mingzhu, suppressing the doubts in her heart, she raised her face and said with a smile: "It's so good, there is also a supper, thank you, Teacher Mingzhu."

Mingzhu stared at her with a hesitant expression.

Xiao Yihuan's eyes lit up when she heard that there was something to eat, and the dance practice was instantly forgotten. She squeezed to the side of Yu Jing, stared at the packing box in the staff's hand, and swallowed greedily. Looking at Mingzhu: "Miss Mingzhu, you are so kind, what's there to eat?"

After asking this sentence, there was no immediate response.

Xiao Yihuan sensed something was wrong, and suddenly raised her head, and found that Ming Zhu was sullenly looking at herself with strange eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

I don't know if I'm thinking too much, but from Ming Zhu's eyes, Xiao Yihuan vaguely smelled something bad.

But why, didn't they have a good relationship when recording programs together before?

Did she say anything wrong?

Or is it because of the wrong name?

Xiao Yihuan racked her brains and thought for a long time, but could only think of the address, changed her words embarrassingly, and asked again: "Mr. Mingzhu, what delicious food did you bring us?"

Mingzhu looked at her for a few more seconds, glanced at her, and looked at Yu Jing next to her, his expression softened, and said: "There are small noodles, wontons, dumplings, and porridge. It depends on what you like to eat."

The team members scrambled to tell what they wanted to eat, and the staff brought them one by one.

Yu Jing opened her mouth, and before she could say anything, a box of Little Chaos was stuffed in her hand.

That's right, she just wanted Little Chaos.

Just wondering how this staff member knew her taste so well, Yu Jing's eyes wandered up that slender hand that was too beautiful, and she saw clearly that the person who stuffed her wonton was a bright candle, and she knew it.

"Thank you, Teacher Mingzhu." Yu Jing said with a smile.

"..."

At such a close distance, Mingzhu even smelled the pheromone smell from her body due to exercise, and the faint strawberry milk fragrance penetrated her nose and nose, sweet and greasy.

People want to be in front of their eyes, but they can't hug them if they want to hug them.

It also depends on others knocking her and other people's CP.

Ming Zhu regretted coming here as a tutor.

The slender eyelashes covered the tumbling and struggling emotions in his eyes. Ming Zhu moved his fingers slightly, resisting the urge to hug her, and tried to calm his tone: "You're welcome."

He had to rush to give supper to other groups of students, Ming Zhu didn't stay too long, and when he turned around, he still couldn't help but look back a few more times.

Female artists generally don't dare to touch midnight snacks in order to manage their figure, but Yu Jing spent too much time practicing six nights. The midnight snacks are so delicious that no one can resist the temptation.

There was no table in the practice room, so they sat on the floor, eagerly opening the midnight snack they got.

"Jingjing, why do you have peppers in your wontons?" Xiao Yihuan also wanted wontons, but hers only had wontons with seaweed and a few scallions floating on the surface, while Yu Jing's had a little red in addition to these. Oil.

Yu Jing stared at those bright red oils for a moment.

She likes to eat wontons, and when she eats, she doesn't like to put vinegar and prefers to put some chili peppers. Except for Xiaoye who gets along with her day and night, only Mingzhu knows about this habit.

So Mingzhu specially prepared this wonton for her?

...wouldn't this be too obvious? ? ?

Thinking of the viewers who were watching the live broadcast, Yu Jing felt a little flustered, but she still pretended to be nonchalant, and met Xiao Yihuan's puzzled gaze, and said, "Maybe I'm afraid that everyone has different tastes, and there are spicy and non-spicy ones. Be spicy."

"Oh." Xiao Yihuan didn't think much about it, and looked greedily at her wonton, which was obviously more appetizing than her own, "Your ones look delicious, give me a taste."

Yu Jing smiled and handed over the bowl.

Xiao Yihuan happily scooped up the wonton in her bowl with a spoon, mixed it with the red oil soup and put it into her mouth.

"Cough—" Eating too hastily, and accidentally choking on the red oil, Xiao Yihuan covered her mouth and coughed violently.

Yu Jing's face changed slightly, she hurriedly put down the wonton in her hand, found her water glass and unscrewed it for her, seeing that she couldn't move her hands, she simply fed it to her.

Xiao Yihuan drank half a bottle of water before recovering, sticking out her tongue, tears in her eyes: "Is it so spicy?"

Yu Jing was suspicious, and also tasted a mouthful of wontons: "It's not spicy at all. You can't eat spicy food, right?"

Xiao Yihuan pouted aggrievedly: "I don't usually eat spicy food very much."

Just eating that little bit of red oil made her lips swell, Yu Jing deliberately teased her, handed over the bowl, and coaxed her: "Actually, you just ate too fast, you will be fine if you eat slowly, be serious." It’s not spicy at all, if you don’t believe me, try another one.”

"No, eat it yourself." Xiao Yihuan couldn't be fooled.

"Come on, come on, sister feed you." Yu Jing smiled like a fox, scooped up a spoon full of red oil wontons and handed them to her mouth.

"What sister, you are younger than me... um... you can't nest again!"

Every move of the two of them was recorded by the camera.

[Jingjing, wake up, Yihuan is older than you, she is the older sister! 】

[The metaphor is so sweet, my god, we can have more interactions like this in the future. 】

[Yu Jing is actually younger than Xiao Yihuan?Not to mention I really don't know, I can't see it at all. 】

[After checking, Yu Jing is more than a year younger than Xiao Yihuan, but Xiao Yihuan looks more like a younger sister 2333]

[Yu Jing does look more mature than Xiao Yihuan, maybe it has something to do with her debut earlier? It is not easy to come out to work hard at the age of 17. 】

[Does anyone think this red oil wonton is strange?I went to see other groups, and it seems that no one got the red oil wonton.Did Mingzhu give this to Yu Jing specifically for her?She didn't even say what she wanted just now, and the candle was stuffed into her hand. 】

[Fuck, it’s really, the only red oil wonton, I don’t believe that the two of them are fine! 】

[I'll just say it, Mingyu szd! 】

[The bright candle is too warm, thanks to the microscope girl for digging out the candy! 】

[What can a wonton prove?Maybe the people in the cafeteria misplaced it.Don't make up your own brain for boiled fish, the metaphorical interaction is so sweet, let's break down the metaphor with us. 】

Practice outside.

Noticing that Mingzhu hadn't moved, the staff member carrying the packing box asked cautiously, "Mr. Mingzhu, can we go?"

Ming Zhu's thoughts were interrupted, his eyes flickered slightly, covering up the complex emotions in his eyes, he withdrew his attention from the two people fighting inside, looked at the staff, and said softly, "Let's go."

The high-heeled shoes tapped the floor unhurriedly, and the tall figure looked a little lonely.

After eating supper, there was no way to continue dancing. It was getting late, and the six of them decided to end today's practice.

After turning off the lights in the practice room, Yu Jing walked out of the practice room with the team members, and saw that people from other groups also left one after another.

More and more people came out, covered with exhaustion, and slowly moved along the corridor to the stairs.

As I was walking, suddenly my eyes went dark.

"……what's the situation?"

"Who turned off the lights?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—won't it be the show crew who spoofed us?"

"Looks like there's a power outage."

Dozens of trainees were caught off guard by the sudden darkness, and the scene was once chaotic.

The staff hurriedly came out to calm the situation: "Don't panic, don't panic, it's a power outage, and the director team has already received the news to deal with it. Everyone, don't be impatient, just wait where you are, and don't run around."

It was determined that it was a power outage and not a spoof. Most people's emotions quickly stabilized, but there were also a small number of timid people who almost cried.

Xiao Yihuan was especially afraid of the dark. He groped around in the darkness with both hands. When he touched someone, he quickly hugged him: "It's so dark, Jingjing, I'm so scared."

But the man said: "You hugged me wrong, I'm Chen Xiao."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Xiao Yihuan hurriedly let go of her hand, afraid of making mistakes again, she didn't dare to touch, turned to another direction, and asked in a low voice, "Jingjing, where are you?"

"I……"

Just as Yu Jing said a word, her mouth was blocked by a cold hand.

At first, I thought it was someone's prank, but the body of the person covering her was close to her, and it was almost tightly attached to her back.

The man's warm breath touched her fragile and sensitive glands, and Yu Jing's body trembled, belatedly frightened.

This person was half a head taller than her, and judging from his body shape, he didn't look like any of the sixty trainees they advanced to, and he was probably an Alpha.

Could it be that a certain staff member wanted to take advantage of the chaos to sexually harass her? !

The more Yu Jing thought about it, the more she felt that there was such a possibility. She couldn't speak, so she bent her elbow and bumped back.

The man quickly saw through her intentions, and clasped her wrist with a cool palm.

This person is much stronger than her, definitely an Alpha!

Yu Jing's back felt cold, and she was angry and anxious. She raised her foot and was about to kick her back when the man suddenly lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against her sweaty hair.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The familiar cold fragrance invaded her nose and mouth, the man whispered softly against her ear.

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