[Idol trainee] please pick me up

There was a riot of soldiers and horses in the corridor, and people in every classroom poked their heads out to ask what was going on.

"Someone fainted and hit the iron corner of the pole. I heard that there was blood on the head, so I called Bu Fan over to help." The students in Class C next to them made exaggerated gestures at them.

"We're all back in our practice room. Is this a time for you to watch the excitement?" Park Jiaxi walked in front and cleared the way, and the trainees pushed each other back to their classrooms.

The program team did not consider that there would be students who would be traumatized to such a degree and did not provide emergency ambulance in time, so they had to call the mighty and majestic Bu Fan from Class B to carry him to the infirmary for treatment. Zhu Zhengting followed the 192 long legs and held the down jackets of three people while trotting all the way while wiping sweat with the back of his hands, the exposed palms were covered with blood.

Before Pu Yuzhen saw who Bu Fan was carrying, the door was closed.

"This kind of thing happened on the first day..." Someone sighed.

"Is it because I haven't had a good rest since yesterday?"

"Then what about the next training, do you want to retire?"

A group of people were sighing, and the instructor in charge of the next class had already opened the door, and the entire classroom fell silent instantly.As the mentor of this year, Tian Jungkook has not completely faded away from the youthful feeling of a teenager. If it is not for the distinctive clothes, few people would recognize him as a mentor at first sight.

"Ms. Jiaxi was supposed to be in charge of teaching the dance class of Class D, but she is still dealing with the problems there, so I will take this class." With his curved eyebrows and soft facial lines, he is very It is difficult to give people the sense of oppression that tutor Jiaxi seems to be born with.

Does this class look like it's going to be easy?

Everyone was secretly happy in their hearts.

But once he started dancing, even his eyes changed.

Because the movements are simple and easy to learn, it stands to reason that there is really nothing to teach, but Tian Jungkook is not satisfied, and can even be said to be very angry.

"If the muscles in the waist are not exerted at all in this movement, it will look too lazy."

"Elbows should be raised a little higher, neither too high nor too low, and the best look is at the same level as the shoulders."

"Don't poke your neck forward all the time, and slightly retract your jaw, otherwise it will be ugly when you shoot straight."

The young man put on a straight face, and even went to a corner of the practice room to disassemble the microphone stand - using it to correct everyone's improper movements when the trainees were dancing.

To put it bluntly, if the trainees can't notice the problem of balance, he will help each of them find it one by one, doing his duty like an old lady.Coupled with the serious appearance of walking around the entire practice room with the microphone stand behind the back during group training, people can't help but think of his image as a policeman in Dope-it's kind of like that.

Pu Yuzhen silently made up his mind while sweating profusely.

"I hope everyone will be more serious. If you are downgraded to class F when you re-rate, you will not be noticed by the producers at all. Even so, is it okay? Isn't the idea of ​​everyone coming to this program to debut?"

"Yes!" The teenagers responded with military voices, but what they actually thought in their hearts was: Yes, Sir Tian!

"Senior Tian Jungkook is really strict..." After class, more than 20 big boys groaned and collapsed in sweat. Only a few of them were still standing in front of the mirror to study their movements.

"Wait for free practice, do you want to go and see the injured one?" Pu Yuzhen also wanted to change his sweater when passing by the dormitory, and it was a little uncomfortable to stick to his body with sweat.

"You don't know who is hurting, but what can you tell me with your Chinese level? Get up and jump." Qin Zimo expressed disdain for his Chinese level, and then tried to pull the squatting man on the ground like a potato. Pu Yuzhen pulled up and continued dancing, Pu Yuzhen quickly grabbed Huang Shuhao with his sharp eyes, and Huang Shuhao instinctively grabbed Zhou Rui, so Qin Zimo pulled a large bunch of potatoes with great strength.

The teenagers looked at each other, laughed together and continued training.

The time to concentrate on practicing didn't seem to last long. Another chaos in the corridor distracted the teenagers. A few gossiping teenagers brought back the latest news—the one who fell in the morning returned.

"Wow, isn't it, you have to continue training after falling like this? It's really hard work."

"I heard that it was sent for gastric lavage. It's not just as simple as falling down, maybe I ate something wrong."

"Is everyone in class A working hard like this... Then if we don't practice, we will definitely fall to F."

"It's still Cai Xukun who has the best grades. He performed so well and suddenly came out like this. It's hard to say later."

Pu Yuzhen was distracted listening to the gossip, and while frightened, he made several wrong jumps, causing Huang Shuhao, who followed suit behind him, to jump wrong together, so they had to stop together.

He was covering his head in confusion and surprise—Cai Xukun?Passed out in dance class?Still injured?Also gastric lavage?

This 202 script seemed to be heading in a direction that he hadn't expected or even understood.

"What's the matter, do you want to rest for a while?" Zhou Rui thoughtfully brought the iced mineral water——then directly hit the bottle on Pu Yuzhen's forehead.

Pu Yuzhen watched the mineral water bottle warmed by his body dripping water drops in front of his eyes, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then started to beat infinitely faster.

He remembered that when he passed by Cai Xukun in the morning, someone was talking to him. He probably looked like a staff member. He didn't remember the appearance and clothing, but he still remembered the voice clearly, even though it was far away. It was cheerful and sweet. She said: "Kunkun, I'm your Korean fan. Here's a bottle of drink for you. I hope you will keep working hard in the future!"

Pu Yuzhen's hands and feet were cold, and he suddenly remembered what Justin said yesterday.

"Didn't anyone tell you that you can't eat food from fans?"

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry that today I ate Dexter's meal for two and walked around for a while, so the update is late OTZ

I'm sorry I abused Kunkun... Actually, I want to write a sweet article

But he'll be back on his feet in two chapters!

I don’t know if you still remember TVXQ’s anti fan incident, they just thought that this group couldn’t afford the current traffic, so they sent Zheng Yunhao a drink with super glue in a prank mentality, which caused Zheng Yunhao to be arrested after drinking the drink. Sent to the hospital for emergency treatment...