My idol is a celestial master

Under Yu Qiu's various explanations, Pei Yuan finally let this matter go, but he became even more curious about Yu Qiu's origin.

"You said your swordsmanship was taught to you by your master, so do you know your own mastery?"

Facing Pei Yuan's fatal question, Yu Qiu's eyes widened in an instant, and then he lowered his eyes pitifully under the other's phoenix eyes, "Cough, I don't know."

Pei Yuan: "..."

I don't know, who did you learn the swordsmanship from? Hey!

After taking a few deep breaths, Pei Yuan said seriously again: "Yu Qiu, this is not a joke. You don't even know what you have learned, so how do you know that these methods are... useful for those things?"

To put it bluntly, Yu Qiu is like a driver without a license.

You can drive, but do you know the corresponding laws and regulations?

If something goes wrong in the middle, how can others help?

Sensing the deep worry in Pei Yuan's tone, Yu Qiu quickly said with a smile on his face, "No, no. I have been learning from that cheap master for more than ten years, so I don't know if it's useful or not? You can relax, Yuanyuan, I am learning the orthodox Taoism, but my master and the Taoism have some nasty things, so I traveled around alone and taught me the Taoism. You can relax!"

His master's Taoism is indeed powerful, but he is also extremely stubborn. Until they finally died together with the ghost king, they never said a word about where they were taught, nor where they learned this set of swordsmanship. , what is the correct name.Yu Qiu also regarded his master as an idle Taoist.

Pei Yuan had no choice but to give up, and finally said seriously: "If you do any dangerous actions in the future, you must call me. You can't do it alone, you understand?"

Yu Qiu smiled sweetly, "Yeah! I know Yuanyuan is the softest and likes me the most!"

Pei Yuan's ears turned red, "...shut up, and learn the basics for me!"

Pei Yuan has been deeply influenced by American street hip-hop since he was a child. Both the dancing style and the choreography style are a bit mixed. Later, when Grandma Pei Yuan saw that he likes to dance, she specially hired a teacher to teach the basic skills of each dance type. The combination of major categories of dance is perfect.

So Pei Yuan knew that the best way to teach a person to dance was to teach him the basic skills.

One way is all things.

Yu Qiu has the ability to never forget. Pei Yuan hopes to help him lay a good foundation in these two days to meet more challenges in the future.

One is serious about teaching and the other is serious about learning.

Until after ten o'clock at night, the lights in the practice building and one practice room were on like a bright light.

"Jiang Hong, why don't we practice the theme song again?"

Zhong Quan looked at the only ray of light in the pitch-dark practice building, and carefully asked his companions who didn't perform well yesterday, so that they were brushed into class F.

"Where are you going? I want you to go!" Jiang Hong turned around impatiently to cover his red and swollen eyes.

Practicing the theme song?

What else do you practice?

He has already reached class F, what qualifications do he have to practice?

Two days later it will be the day to shoot the theme song, and the trainees of class F are not qualified to appear on the screen at all, so what if they practice well?Who can see it?Do you really think that everyone wants to go directly from class F to class A to complete the counterattack like Yu Qiu?

He, Jiang Hong, is afraid of facing the camera, but he just can't do it!

The people in the whole dormitory were eerily quiet, no one dared to fight and laugh with others at this time.Their dormitory is different from other people's dormitories. Other dormitories are mixed with four classes, but all six people in their dormitory are members of class F.

As if being deliberately forgotten, almost no one came back to their dormitory, and no one would be willing to make friends with them.

Of course, there is another reason for this.

That is, they are all individual trainees, or sent in from unknown small companies, let alone those popular players look down on them, even the group of trainees from class D will say something when they pass by their dormitory on weekdays : "Hey? Their dormitory is all from class F, so unlucky?"

Later, they suffocated on the theme song and just wanted to take off their dusty Class F practice clothes.

However, Jiang Hong made a mistake when recording the DV, and he still couldn't change out of the colorless clothes on his body. When he learned that he could not participate in the MV shooting, he even went back to the dormitory and hid on his bed crying.

The other five people were afraid of hitting him, and they all kept silent, and they didn't dare to celebrate their success.

The colorful practice uniforms formed a strong contrast with Jiang Hong's gray body. Anyone who saw it felt uncomfortable, let alone Jiang Hong.

"Jiang Hong, let me tell you, you are enough!"

The atmosphere was too oppressive, and the boy who had successfully advanced to Class C couldn't help but say: "I know you're actually a good dancer, and your singing skills are no problem at all. The problem lies in that damn mentality. But you Is it useful to give up on yourself now? It’s useless! The six people in our dormitory have all been in Class F, so what? It’s just a temporary predicament, but if you can’t overcome your fear of cameras right now, do you think you Can I still get out of Class F?"

This is a bit harsh and too straightforward.

Jiang Hong immediately exploded, "Yes, you guys can speak freely now when you are talking sarcasticly. Why haven't you ever seen me take the initiative to help me overcome my fear of the camera before? Who wouldn't know what to say in the scene? Li Xing, ask yourself, if there was no Yu Qiu in Class F back then Take us to dance together, you will be promoted from class F? You are joking!"

No matter how good-tempered everyone is, they are now cold-faced.

Zhong Quan was sent by a small company with him, and immediately said harshly: "Jiang Hong, don't go too far!"

"I went too far? Why did I go too far? Now I'm in a bad mood and I can't sleep on the bed? Did I let you control me? It's really a cat crying and a mouse fake mercy, maybe I've already started laughing in my heart!"

"Jiang Hong, you are enough!" Zhong Quan was always gentle and gentle, but now he couldn't help scolding him with a straight face: "Others are here to persuade you for your own good, and no one in this dormitory Who do you owe, why did Sister Li tell you when you came here? Don’t be glass-hearted, it’s only been a while, and you’ve started to give up on yourself? You’re still saying that kind of stupid talk!"

"You said that Yu Qiu helped us, we admit it, but if we didn't have our own sweat and effort, how could we leave Class F?"

"What you hate now is not us, not Yu Qiu, and not the other trainees." Zhong Quan said firmly: "What you hate is nothing more than the self who has worked hard and sweated, but has not gained anything! Jiang Hong!"

A few words instantly made Jiang Hong's curled up body stiff.

The next second, the quilt was lifted off, and Jiang Hong stared at Zhong Quan with a pair of goldfish eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Who told you that I hate myself? Just wait, I will definitely be able to do it in the next round." Take off this ugly gray practice uniform."

Zhong Quan said coolly: "Really? But a certain person is stiff all over the camera, unable to make any expressions or movements? It can't be done now, but it can be done directly on the scene in the next round?"

Jiang Hong: "..."

Zhong Quan pressed on step by step, "There is still time to train, and I will be your audience during these two days, and I will take pictures for you with the tablet as a camera. If you can overcome it in these two days, then I will I just apologize to you solemnly, how about taking back what I said?"

Jiang Hong: "...Come, come and come! Who is afraid of whom? Zhong Quan, let me tell you, you are doomed!"

Zhong Quan smiled slightly, "Then please?"

Jiang Hong: "Go!!!"

Seeing Jiang Hong striding out of the door, Zhong Quan showed a gratified smile. Several roommates around him saw that Jiang Hong's fighting spirit was ignited, and quickly got out of bed, changed his clothes, and followed him to cheer for Jiang Hong.

In the pitch-black training building, there was only one room that was as bright as day. Jiang Hong and the others naturally ran towards that room, wanting to see who was still practicing at such a late hour.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, the six people are all stunned.

Who else is it not Yu Qiu and Pei Yuan who are practicing dance one after the other in the practice room?

"Huh? Who's outside?"

Feeling the compelling gaze, Yu Qiu met several pairs of eyes abruptly, and then smiled and said, "Who is it? Come in if you want."

Pei Yuan stopped dancing and looked over.

The two stood side by side, one cold and one hot, one tall and one short in harmony, and the sweat on their foreheads also revealed the fact that they had practiced here for an unknown amount of time.

Jiang Hong stuck to the brown-red, cold door, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Both Yu Qiu and Pei Yuan entered Class A, and they are so strong. They practiced dancing until midnight. What right did he have to complain about his bad luck in the dormitory and still stay in Class F?How could he face the brothers in the dormitory?

They have been promoted to other classes, he should obviously congratulate them...

Tears welled up in the red and swollen eyes, Jiang Hong quickly wiped away the tears, turned around and said sincerely to them: "I'm sorry, and congratulations on leaving class F smoothly."

The five looked at each other, then smiled at each other.

Zhong Quan unscrewed the door of the practice room Shangqian, pushed and said, "Why don't you go in and thank Yu Qiu?"

Jiang Hong nodded, walked in with big strides, made a 90° salute to Yu Qiu and said, "Yu Qiu, thank you for your care these days."

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Yu Qiu quickly tugged at Pei Yuan's sleeve, dodged behind him, poked his head and said defensively: "Why do you suddenly say such a sentence? Could it be that you want to promise yourself? No, no, my whole body including the whole body The heart, from top to bottom, is my family's Yuanyuan. I warn you, don't make any fools!"

Pei Yuan: "..."

The tips of Pei Yuan's ears turned red quietly, and he held Yu Qiu's hand unconsciously with a slight force.

Jiang Hong:? ? ?

God damn is going to give her body!If he really wants to promise, he would rather promise to Zhong Quan!

Zhong Quan explained to Yu Qiu dumbfounded, and then Yu Qiu stood up straight with empathy, "Oh~ that's fine, as long as it doesn't come here. I only have Yuanyuan in my heart." As he said that, he threw himself into Pei Yuan's arms, sniffing his good smell, and smiled fiercely: "Hey, Xiao Yuanyuan is my favorite!"

Pei Yuan narrowed his dark and bright eyes, and unceremoniously pinched the nape of Yu Qiu's neck with one hand, "Puppy Yu, who do you think is younger?"

Yu Qiu: "Aww! You are not young, you are not young at all! Let go, let go, it hurts like hell!"

other people:"……"

It's damn dangerous to speak.

Can you two pay attention to the presence of other people around you?

Author's gossip: It's three o'clock~~~Little cuties MUA~