the next day.
Xia Huanxiang woke up early on purpose, and before going out, he happened to run into Xia Xinghe returning from his morning jog.
When Xia Xinghe saw Xia Huanxiang, he was about to speak but hesitated.
Xia Huanxiang immediately became wary. Is this man going to regret it? Is it too late for her to find the sack now?
Xia Xinghe: "Going out so early?"
Xia Huanxiang remained vigilant: "Yes. It's just the right time now."
Xia Xinghe pondered silently.
Xia Xinghe still contacted Tang Qin last night, mainly asking Tang Qin how she arranged the work for Xia Huanxiang, and then went to find out about the little artist named "Baili" on her own. Unfortunately, the information was really unclear. Very few. He couldn't ask people too openly. Because of this, the unknown risk was even greater.
After being entangled in this, he regretted it and didn't want to let Xia dream of working next to a male artist. He was even considering trying to persuade Xia Huanxiang again.
But this thought only lasted until the last moment. Seeing Xia Huanhua now, Xia Xinghe couldn't help but think of what she said last night. He also knew that if the brother and sister were still entangled on this issue, the relationship between the brother and sister might really deteriorate. .
After pondering for a moment, he finally chose to compromise. When he spoke again, his tone changed significantly, "I'm not busy. I'll take you there later."
Xia Huanxiang had just chosen the color of the sack, but silently canceled it, and his tone became more friendly, "No need. I already did my homework when I came back yesterday, I can do it myself."
After a pause, he quoted what he had said before, "And you are not. To experience a life is to truly integrate into it, starting from the most basics."
Xia Xinghe: "..." I originally wanted to trick the girl, but in the end, all the blessings were given to me, and I couldn't even laugh.
Since she said so, Xia Xinghe did not force himself, nodded and watched her go out.
Alas, I don’t know why, but I didn’t feel as complicated as I did now when I sent her to study abroad. It was a sense of gap where I knew I was gradually no longer needed.
It feels uncomfortable...
Looking back at Xia Huanhua, every step seems to be taking off.
A fish is released from the gate and a bird is released from the cage, that's all.
…
Xia Huanxiang had never participated in the training and thought it would be like the class. Unexpectedly, he was watching Shang Jue's clerical staff skillfully operate the office software, mixed with some of the company's rules and regulations, and the occasional gossip.
The employee responsible for training Xia Huanxiang showed a meaningful smile when he found out that she was under Ji Min.
Looking at that smile, Xia Huanxiang really wanted to get close to him on the spot: Sister, let’s talk about fifty cents.
It's a pity that the other party can't hear her voice.
Then the other party asked her which artist she was with. Knowing that she was with Baili, the other party just said "oh" in a nonchalant manner, and then said: "Baili came to the company today too."
"Ah, really?" Xia Huanxiang's eyes lit up and he became excited, "But I don't seem to have seen him."
I thought I had to get through today and see you again tomorrow.
The staff member casually pointed to his feet: "It's in the practice room."
Xia Huanxiang wanted to ask for more information, but the slow-warming nature of her character restricted her and prevented her from continuing friendly exchanges.
However, after knowing that there was only one floor between her and Baili, Xia Huanxiang began to enter a state of obsession.
I saved too many photos of my underage last night, and today I really want to take a look at what I looked like as an adult again, but I feel like I didn’t look too closely at the first meeting yesterday.
Surprisingly, two hours later, Ji Min actually fulfilled her wish and asked her to go to the practice room on the basement floor to serve as a mobile phone stand for Baili, not to shoot videos on his mobile phone.
After taking over the job, Xia Huan planned to go to the practice room without any delay. If it weren't for the restrictions imposed by people, she could sprint towards the goal with a speed of 100 meters, spinning and jumping.
On the underground floor of Shangjue Company, apart from the wide corridor that leads to the bottom, there are practice rooms running side by side on both sides of the corridor.
The practice room on the left side of the corridor starts with the letter B, and the right side starts with the letter A, and then numbers are marked in sequence. The house numbers are all marked on the door, which is very clear.
Ji Min told Xia Huanxiang that Baili was in the A09 practice room. Xia Huanxiang followed the house number and looked for it. He glanced at the glass and wooden doors on both sides and could clearly see the usage of each practice room.
There are people in every practice room, some are boys in groups, and some are young and beautiful girls.
She didn't expect Shang Jue to have so many practice rooms. It was probably because she was moved by the scene that Xia Huanxiang had a sporadic picture of her previous days as a trainee popping up in her mind. During her half-year life as a trainee, it seemed that she was not much different from these boys and girls. There were several girls staying together every day. In addition to taking some necessary music lessons every day, she spent the rest of the time in the practice room. .
But... after being a trainee for half a year, her dancing never seemed to be very good. To put it bluntly, I always ranked last in every assessment.
Logically speaking, she should have been eliminated long ago. But the company she joined was so tolerant to her and was willing to give her a spot to participate in the talent show. The reason was simply because her face ranked positive among the trainees at the same time.
I have to say that sometimes a good-looking face is also a recognition of strength.
While thinking, practice room A09 arrived.
Before he opened the door and entered, Xia Huanxiang immediately noticed the person inside who was practicing in front of the mirror.
The floor-to-ceiling mirror is so wide, and the tall boy in the center, dressed in a simple white T-shirt and black pants, is as thin as a paper man.
A head of fluffy curly hair was all sealed under the woolen hat, and the whole head looked like a black grape, just as small as that.
From Xia Huanxiang's point of view, the people in the room looked like underage teenagers, and the dancing movements of their hands and feet completely turned into a beautiful animated picture, which attracted people's attention.
I was just about to pick two beautiful words to praise...
"Damn it, how did he get up from the ground just now?" Xia Huanxiang suspected that he had misjudged the situation. The man inside was originally lying on the ground, but then he just jumped up from the ground without using his hands. stood up.
Did he secretly learn kung fu? Or is there a rope tied to your back?
Patriot was also surprised, but he knew better and answered naturally: "A good waist means young people are good."
Xia Delusion: ⊙(・◇・)? Something seemed not right, but nothing seemed to be wrong.
Xia Huanxiang was still digesting the incredible scene just now. The people in the practice room sensed it and suddenly turned their heads to look over.
Oh, there are those familiar cold eyes again.
Once he met those eyes, Xia Huanxiang was neither shocked nor praised.
Is this the way you look at your biological father?
You have to be grateful, you have to repay the kindness!
Xia Huanxiang pushed the door open and entered immediately.
