Early the next morning, Wan Biqing looked around for people who hadn't seen Lou Jinhuan, thinking that she had gone to the practice room early in the morning, but when she entered the practice room, she found someone lying on the ground.
"Huanhuan?!"
Wan Biqing thought she had fainted and rushed over to her screaming.
Lou Jinhuan was awakened by her and slowly opened his eyes, "What's wrong?"
"Why are you here? Don't tell me you fainted from exhaustion here last night."
Wan Biqing looked at her worriedly.
Lou Jinhuan turned around and looked around, sat up and stretched his neck, "No, I watched too late last night. I was afraid that I would disturb you when I went back, so I just stayed here."
In fact, half of the reason was that she was too tired to stand up after the last dance, so she simply lay down to rest, and fell asleep while lying down.
"Hurry up and take a shower and eat. There will be activities later."
Lou Jinhuan was sleepy and confused: "What activity?"
"The chat activity is where everyone sits together and chats about the recent training and expectations for the second male. It is a spin-off program. It is cut out separately and broadcast first to warm up the main film."
Lou Jinhuan was half-understood, but pretended to be calm, "Okay, I'll go back and clean up first."
…
At ten o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered in the lounge on time. When Lou Jinhuan entered, he received a lot of condolences.
"How is your group training? Is Senior Brother Ning's dance difficult?"
"I heard that Senior Brother Ning is personally guiding you. Doesn't it feel exciting? Is Senior Brother Ning so gentle in private?"
"Does the sword dance look good? Have you learned it? How did Senior Brother Ning teach it?"
Lou Jinhuan was surrounded in the middle, listening to their chatter, and suddenly realized: caring is fake, but asking about Ning Ji is real.
It seems that Ning Ji is really popular!
[Host, you know nothing about top-notch power. 】
Lou Jinhuan sat upright with an expressionless face, turning a deaf ear to the surrounding inquiries.
[I will also work hard to become a top player. 】
[Do you know what top-notch is? 】001 is deeply suspicious.
Sure enough, Lou Jinhuan shook his head: "I don't understand, but I want to be like Ning Ji." 】
[Hey, I felt a little sad when I heard Lou Lou’s words]
[Why doesn’t Ning Ji show up? As a male protagonist, how can his presence be so weak? 】
[You shouldn’t be coming today, right? It’s nothing special. A busy guy like him would probably only come when his presence is needed]
Everyone in the live broadcast room was looking forward to it, but Lou Jinhuan was very calm.
Seeing that she didn't speak, the person who looked eager just now sat back boredly.
"What are you doing? Is there anything you can't say?"
"You may be feeling proud in your heart. How many people dream of being mentored by Senior Brother Ning."
"It's good to know. We got what you couldn't ask for, so why don't we keep a low profile? Lest we get noticed by the sour chicken."
Wan Biqing walked past them with two bottles of water. She rolled her eyes rudely as she passed by the Yin and Yang people. Although she was a little prejudiced against Lou Jinhuan before, after getting along with her for the past few days, she found that Lou Jinhuan Huan is really tenacious, so he can't listen to these words.
Those people did not expect that Wan Biqing would stand beside Lou Jinhuan, her face turning blue and white.
Lou Jinhuan also raised his eyebrows in surprise. Wan Biqing sat down next to her and put water into her hand, "Why don't you refute? If you don't say anything, they will treat you as a weakling." Persimmon, you will only get worse next time."
"Thank you." Lou Jinhuan opened the water and took a sip. After swallowing it, he said, "There's nothing to argue about. It's just cheap words."
She has seen too many people, and she really doesn't care about them with just a few indifferent and sour words.
"That's right. No matter how upset they are, they won't have the chance to have close contact with Senior Brother Ning."
Wan Biqing laughed.
"I don't know which instructor is hosting today. In order, it should be Senior Zheng, right? He is very nice, so today should be relatively relaxed."
She put her chin in her hands and looked toward the door.
Lou Jinhuan nodded, but still held a secret expectation in his heart.
At half past ten, the door opened, and everyone immediately fell silent and waited eagerly.
A corner of gray-blue wide-leg jeans was exposed, followed by a pair of white casual shoes.
Everyone looked away in disappointment, knowing that Senior Brother Ning would not come.
"Hello, friends, I am the host of the chat today, Zheng Zhuifeng."
Zheng Zhuifeng wore a white hooded sweatshirt on his upper body. He looked much younger. He walked in with a microphone and stood in front. He glanced at everyone and joked: "No one applauded, are you so disappointed?"
"Drum, let's drum!"
Wan Biqing clapped her hands, and others followed suit, but the applause was sparse.
"Forget it, your clapping is too depressing, I'd better go back."
Zheng Zhuifeng said and walked out.
Everyone was stunned, "Is he really gone?"
Lou Jinhuan squinted her eyes, and she seemed to see someone outside the door.
The next moment, a slender and tall figure appeared at the door.
He smiled and pushed up his glasses, "Can you please give me some face and applaud him again to invite him back?"
The lingering sound of his voice is irresistible.
The rest room was quiet for a moment, and then a burst of cheers suddenly broke out. This time the applause was so thunderous that it could be heard from a distance.
Zheng Zhuifeng laughed and shook his head behind the door. It's really irritating that people are more popular than others, but there are some people that you can't even envy, they are so angry.
Ning Ji turned her head and gave him a look, and then Zheng Zhuifeng walked in.
"Hey, that's pretty much it." Zheng Zhuifeng laughed, "Let me introduce you again. The host of this chat is me, Zheng Zhuifeng, and your favorite senior brother Ning, Ning Ji——"
Ning Ji stood in the middle and gave a gentlemanly salute, "Hello everyone."
Today he is also wearing a sweatshirt and jeans, a light blue sweatshirt with light blue jeans, pure white casual shoes, and even his glasses have been replaced with black-framed ones. He looks fair and elegant, like a male college student.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Lou Jinhuan always felt that he glanced at her when he stood up.
When Lou Jinhuan went to see it, he had already sat down with Zheng Zhuifeng.
"Half of the seven-day training period has passed, and there are still three days left before the second performance. As the saying goes, a combination of work and rest is more effective. We will not train today and just relax."
"The progress bar is halfway through. How are you doing on the show? Have you mastered it?" Zheng Zhuifeng looked at the girls leisurely.
Wan Biqing sighed quietly.
Zheng Zhuifeng immediately looked at her: "I heard Bi Qing sigh, why, didn't you learn it? Wasn't it taught by Senior Brother Ning himself?"
He cueed Ning Ji, who raised the microphone and turned her head to look at Wan Biqing and Lou Jinhuan: "Yeah, what does sighing mean?"
"Because it's too difficult! I don't remember all the moves now." Wan Biqing said resentfully.
"Is it difficult?" Ning Ji looked at Lou Jinhuan who was silent and asked with a smile: "Does Jinhuan feel the same way?"
The word "Jinhuan" was spoken so tenderly and affectionately by him. Lou Jinhuan's ears warmed up and he couldn't help but think of Yan Ruqing.
"It's quite difficult." She said honestly in front of everyone.
Ning Ji raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when she saw Lou Jinhuan looking up, focused and serious, "But I like it very much."
There are too many more. I don’t have time to check for typos. I’ll look back at them later.
