How to trap a runaway puppy [Entertainment]

It took a while for Li Zhan to continue sending messages.

Cough, give his little milk dog a step...or I'm afraid he will die of anger.

XH: Where did you eat it?

. :in the room

XH: ...

He doesn't seem to think he did anything wrong?

This is not good, Li Zhan thought.

As a top-notch person in the entertainment industry, how could he be so unaware of avoiding suspicion?

In particular, you must avoid suspicion with people who get too close.

He decided to take the opportunity to educate the little milk dog.

XH: It's very late, how can we do this in the room.

. :ah?

Li Zhan typed patiently.

XH: Wasn't it photographed before?As soon as you returned to China, Hao Jian took you to the hot search, and you were downstairs in his house.

. : ... seems to be the case, but they don't know who I am

XH: If given the chance, it will always be discovered.

XH: You also know that late-night private meetings in hotels are a very taboo topic in the industry, right?

. :……Um

. : But he and I are both men

Li Zhan's eyes darkened.

male?

Gee.

. : The two men will be fine

Li Zhan pressed his eyebrows.

I always feel that it will take a long time for him to educate the little milk dog...

The man stood quietly in the corner, considering his words.

XH: Didn't the last hot search talk about Hao Jian communicating with a male friend late at night?

. :Seems

XH: So, you can no longer go to his room like this, there are so many fans here, what if you get blocked?

Does this work too?

Yi Bo was dumbfounded. Didn't Weiyi Town claim to have strict management and fans are very obedient, and could come to block the door?

Well, if this is the case, what are you doing, Young Master Xiao...

But even though Yi Bo thought so, he didn't dare to type it out.

I dare not say Young Master Xiao.

Li Zhan continued typing.

XH: And what if you run into other judges on this level?

XH: Like Chengjin, there are two other judges, Bu Ruicheng and Ning Rongrong.

XH: Isn't it about to fall off the horse?

Then he suddenly remembered something.

No time for Yibo to reply.

Pausing only for a second, he continued to add.

XH: If you lose your horse, you lose

. :...

lose? !

Do not!

XH: So stop going to his room in the middle of the night, huh?

Li Zhan's fingers fluttered and his mind turned quickly.

To be honest, there is no logic in connecting these few sentences together.

But enough.

After all, when you hit a snake, you hit seven inches, and when you catch a puppy, you have to grab it by the neck.

The little milk dog is very serious in his work, which can be seen from an early age.

Innocent, pure, persistent, and persistent.

And obsessed with getting things done.

It is even more obsessed with getting affirmation after doing well.

The persistent spirit of getting things done will be more magnified when it comes to winning or losing.

……

Yi Bo was speechless when he saw the message from XH.

But what the other party said was not unreasonable.

What if, what if he was discovered and lost, wouldn't he really... lose? !

If I lose, won't I feel indirectly that I'm unprofessional?

Unprofessional, how to do it!

Can't bear it.

Yi Bo became serious.

. :……Um

Well, but after agreeing, Yi Bo always felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

There is no evidence either.

It was very distressing, so Yi Bo was a little dejected, and didn't even want to jump.

Moved a few steps directly from the railing, went to the outdoor stairs and walked down a few steps, and squatted on the steps dejectedly.

Li Zhan followed quietly.

He turned the corner and saw the hairy boy's head beneath him.

In the yellow light of the night, the playful and natural curls that were originally brown were illuminated more orange-yellow.

Soft and soft, like an obedient plush animal.

...His little milk dog is so good.

In front of the camera but like a wolf.

Thinking of the contrast between the front and back of the boy's camera, Li Zhan couldn't help thinking about it.

What caused this contrast?

Is it just professionalism?

... maybe not.

His little milk dog hardly takes him seriously in life.

hardly looked up at himself.

How do you deal with other people?

For example, when facing Hao Jian?

……

he does not know.

Li Zhan looked at him holding his breath.

They are so close.

However, after Li Zhan's in-depth research, he was a little suffocated to find out...

Between him and the little milk dog, because of the long time and various inconsistent experiences... they have become the most familiar strangers to each other.

The man was tall and tall, and the warm light cast his shadow down the stairs.

As long as he took another step, at least in the distance of the shadow, the man and his puppy could be close together.

Li Zhan stretched out his hand quietly.

His skeletal palms are more beautifully set off by the light and shadow.

Instead of himself, the shadow gently rubbed the boy's naturally slightly curly hair.

Time... seemed to stand still.

The gentle moonlight shone on the two of them like soft feathers.

In Li Zhan's eyes, the cold white complexion of the boy's neck in front of him attracted his attention as if it had been sprinkled with a layer of gold powder.

Ok.

It's fine now.

Take it easy.

The best thing, there is no rush.

The two were in front of each other just now, and now they are up and down, sending WeChat messages with a distance of less than two meters.

. :All right

Is this a promise?

Li Zhan raised the corners of his eyes and must confirm again.

XH: Huh?what's ok?

. :...

. : I will pay attention later

Li Zhan was still dissatisfied after reading it.

He leads again.

XH: Keep your distance.

……

Yi Bo was so speechless, could it be that the Eldest Young Master insisted on this topic?

Or does it need to be repeated word for word?

. : Hmm, pay attention to keep your distance and do not enter the room to avoid being caught

Seeing the boy say this, Li Zhan was a little satisfied.

After a pause, he started the topic again.

Thinking that his next trip will be abroad, Li Zhan always feels that he can't let go of anything.

The two hadn't seen each other for so many years.

In fact, there was no problem, probably nothing.

But once we met and got along...

Why don't you want to let go more and more.

I always want to hold people tightly in my hands, pull them tight, press them down, and hold them firmly.

Li Zhan thought to himself, the more people live, the more they go back.

Who said that when you grow up, your thoughts will be free and easy, and you will see everything?

impossible.

XH: Any plans for these days?

. : It will take a few days to finish filming the idol guess

XH: It seems that the idol guesses, it will take a while before filming?

XH: When?

. : I heard that the fruit group has finished filming, and there are only three left, so we will shoot with seven people next time, and if there is no accident, we can finish filming in a week

XH: If you are recognized, the filming will be finished in advance?

. :...

. : that's what it means

XH: Would it be very hard to practice dancing?

. :...

. : It's not hard, it's quite simple.

Seeing that Gou Zai Zai typed commas and periods together, Li Zhan knew that he was trying to be aggressive again.

Li Zhan has watched Yi Bo's previous stages countless times over the years.

His precise control over every ounce of muscle was not developed casually.

Now the trainees on the market spend three days fishing and two days drying their nets. They don't work hard at all, they only rely on the company's people to design and package.

But not his pup.

As for dancing, Li Zhan was involved in it when he was a child.

Only after practicing, do you know that every movement needs to be repeated hundreds of times by the dancer.

And if you can achieve [-]% precise control of your muscles...

Every movement, every type of dance, talent alone is not enough to see.

Only great dancing talent plus thousands of boring repetitions.

The corners of Li Zhan's eyes drooped slightly.

XH: Are you tired?

. :...not tired

The boy sat quietly, holding his legs with his hands as if stretching his back.

Shaking back and forth.

He stared at the screen, as if remembering something.

Li Zhan waited patiently.

After a while, Yibo started typing again.

He pondered for a long time before typing on the keyboard.

. : The basics of dance have been laid down before, but now it is much easier to practice.

XH: I was very tired when I practiced before.

He was referring to when he was a trainee.

. :Well

. : It feels good to forget, after all, there is only one thing to do

. : Let’s talk about it... I’m not tired without you

XH: Huh?

Yi Bo watched the um, and suddenly realized that he had raised the topic.

Talking about Li Zhan's past.

It's too late to withdraw now! ?

It doesn't seem to work.

late.

Yibo... I feel that I can only bite the bullet and continue.

Closing your eyes is bullshit.

. : I remember you had to learn a lot of things every day when you were young.

. : Riding and fencing poems and songs in many languages?

. : there seems to be

Yi Bo fell into deep thought, counting it all, Li Zhan really has a lot of skill points...

XH sent a smiling emoji.

Then, more like a patient reminder, he supplemented Yi Bo.

XH: There are some more, modern history, world history, economics and politics, painting and dancing... about ten years old, right?Yes or no?

Speaking of this, Yi Bo was startled.

dancing.

Young master Xiao danced very well when he was a child.

Also won an award.

Why didn't you dance in the entertainment industry?

Isn't that strange.

So focused on acting?

Before he could think clearly, the man behind him who had been silently observing him slowly raised the corners of his lips after seeing the news.

He was very happy.

Puppy remembers so many things about him.

Then he remembered...they used to dance in the garden at home?

About ten years ago.

Young Master Xiao is ten years old.

It was the age when he began to enter the social circle of the capital.

Although Western dance is generally not popular in Huaguo, in a family rich in cultural heritage, children began to connect with the world at an early age.

Calligraphy, tea ceremony, Four Books and Five Classics are all necessary family skills.

And the children of the aristocratic families who are more western, all learned ballroom dancing when they were young.

Perhaps the generation of the 80s and [-]s deeply understood the advanced concepts of Chinese and Western culture, communication and integration...

If anyone's children didn't learn ballroom dancing, they couldn't keep up with the trend of the aristocratic family in the capital.

The Xiao family is the most prominent one in the Beijing circle, and since Young Master Xiao was the youngest, countless eyes inside and outside the circle have been staring at him closely.

Seeing him being outstanding, seeing him become famous, and even more wanting to see him being embarrassed.

However, Young Master Xiao has never disappointed anyone.

It doesn't matter if you are proficient in everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even the boys thought he knew the 'sissy' social dances well.

While Xiao's father and Xiao's mother were deeply relieved back then, they couldn't understand why their son was so interested in dancing.

Until one day, Mother Xiao found out...

In the garden of the backyard of his home, the young master of the Xiao family led a child who was less than two-thirds of his height to dance the waltz.

The child is fair and clear, and the color of his skin is different from the warm white of ordinary Asians.

Instead, it is more indifferent to Europeans.

His eyes were as dark blue as the deep sea, and his thin, soft chestnut hair curled up as if disobedient.

The big boy and the little boy were holding hands and pulling each other playfully.

"Shall I teach you how to dance?"

"Very simple."

"Waltz is the prince's dance."

The big boy coughed a few times like a little adult.

Very prim.

But the little boy was much younger than him, only six years old, and knew almost nothing.

Dance?

The little boy was ignorant.

I can not do it.

how to learn

"But I can't learn it."

"They all said I was stupid."

The big boy didn't quite agree after hearing this.

His little brow furrowed.

His parents told him to try everything first.

If you don't try, you won't get results.

Why did my brother say no when he came up?

No.

"How do you know if you don't try? Come, let me teach you."

Unexpectedly, the little boy bit his lip and didn't reply.

After a long time, he finally opened his mouth like a entangled baby who wanted candy but didn't dare to ask.

"I'm not good-looking, and I can't look good when I dance."

After hearing this, the little brother moved closer to the little boy.

He carefully looked at the person who was much shorter than him.

Well, big double eyelids, long eyelashes.

Longer than the girls in the class.

And his eyes are unique—or not, much like the family husky baby.

So cute!

Ten-year-old Young Master Xiao likes babies, and he also likes the younger brother in front of him.

"Nonsense, you are the cutest."

"..."

The little boy didn't answer.

Young master Xiao took it as his acquiescence.

Then he took Xiao Yibo's right hand.

"Your left hand should be on my shoulder, okay, this right hand will hold my left hand."

Cough, it's a pity that Xiao Yibo still can't tell the difference between his left and right hands.

It was only after Master Xiao taught him how to swing left and right first, that he slowly figured it out.

"is that so?"

The boy's milk sound is crisp.

Master Xiao glanced up and down at the postures of the two of them.

Ah, it seems that there is still a gap between what the teacher said.

But it's the first time after all.

very good already!

Well, the one dancing in his arms is not a girl...

Other than that, everything works fine.

But no matter what, I think little brothers are cuter than girls.

He nodded and said happily, "Yeah~"

It's a pity that although Xiao Yibo is young, at that time, he already had the "serious" and "studied carefully"... obsessive-compulsive spirit that he grew up with.

"Brother, why don't you put your hand on my shoulder."

Shouldn't they both be the same?

"...Because my brother's hand is going to be on your waist."

"why?"

"...Because the teacher taught it that way."

"...Is that so?"

Xiao Yibo blinked.

Cough, the face of Young Master Xiao on the opposite side is normal.

That's right, he was teaching his brother how to dance.

There's no point in practicing dancing by yourself.

Horseback riding, archery, painting, and even chess and chess are all played by myself.

It was not easy to have a younger brother to dance with him.

……

I have to hold on tight to this little brother so that he doesn't get away.

It's just a female step.

My younger brother won't... be angry.

The author has something to say:

To tell you the truth, the waltz is an amazing dance, and every time I do it, I feel... I'm a little...

Who didn't dream of a prince when he was young?