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After the second episode of "Youth Idol" was broadcast, a certain topic suddenly became a hot search.

#Qi Yu is not like a C position#

The reason for this topic is that in the broadcast program, everyone found that Qi Yu was told by several teachers that he was not like a C position during practice.

Most of the audience don't understand vocal music and dance at all, and they can't see good or bad. If the instructor says that the players are good, they are good. If the instructor says that the players are not good, they are poor.

Several teachers now say that Qi Yu is not like a C position. Doesn't that mean that Qi Yu is not worthy of this C position?

Hurry up and let Xian go!

Originally, Qi Yu had a lot of gossip, but as soon as this topic came up, many people who eat melons remembered what happened to Qi Yu before and began to complain.

[This Qi Yu used to like to bully his teammates to steal the spotlight in the team, hasn't changed now? 】

[I thought he was getting better, but I didn't expect it to be the same. The teacher said that he is not worthy of being a C position. 】

[Fortunately, I didn't vote for him, so it's still a round trip! 】

In fact, there are two ways to understand the sentence "You are not like C".

Another way to understand it is literally, your position is too peripheral, and it doesn't look like the position that the center position should have from a choreographic perspective.

Just like Xiao Ling in the 7-one period, nominally the C position of the group, the actual dance only has two movements at the beginning and the end, and at other times it is all about running around the field.

The teachers said that Qi Yu was not like a C, maybe he was just expressing his dance position in a realistic way, after editing and guidance, the teacher felt that his dancing was too bad to be a C.

All the contestants had their mobile phones taken away. Of course, Qi Yu didn't know that he had been cut like this.

Now he is thinking about the previous example of Xiao Ling being the C position and being able to turn around with the least number of shots. If Xiao Ling can do it, then he can definitely do it too!

Hard work will never be in vain.

……

In the room, Xiao Ling was taking a bath. The warm water washed his skin, allowing him to gradually regain consciousness from the powerless sinking.

It might also be because knowing that Xue Wenshu was in the room made him feel a lot more at ease.

Xue Wenshu sat on a chair, casually flipped through Xiao Ling's script, and silently traced the handwriting with his fingertips to a line of words [Ji's family is on fire].

Xue Wenshu's hands stopped... Today, we filmed a fire scene, no wonder Xiao Ling's condition is not right.

Xue Wenshu heard the sound of water in the bathroom gradually stop, got up, walked to the door, and knocked on the door.

After a while, Xiao Ling's voice came: "Come in."

Xue Wenshu pushed open the door, Xiao Ling had already put on his pajamas, but his hair was wet on his face, and the water dripped down his neckline.

Xiao Ling's face was flushed with heat, but his expression was still a little pale, which made people feel affectionate.

Xiao Ling asked: "Is there something wrong, teacher?"

Xue Wenshu picked up the hair dryer: "Let me blow your hair for you."

Xue Wenshu even combed his hair when he was a child, which is nothing.

Xiao Ling nodded: "Okay."

Xue Wenshu was a head taller than Xiao Ling, so he started blowing from the tip of his hair smoothly, from bottom to top, carefully blowing bit by bit.

Xiao Ling's hair was very thick and dense, and it was not easy to dry it. Xue Wenshu was very patient.

Xiao Ling looked at the teacher's concentration in the mirror, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I remembered when I was young, it was Teacher who combed my hair for a while."

Xue Wenshu's voice slowly rang in his ears: "...It was the last days of Empress Chen, right?"

Xiao Ling's face froze.

The last days of Fengning Palace were full of crying, as if the sky was dark, no one cares about him, and the little prince doesn't want others to care about him, he wants to sit quietly alone, on the stone steps.

Xue Wenshu's voice was still soft: "Do you still remember those days? How much do you remember?"

Xiao Ling's heart was touched for a moment, and great fear and pain were about to erode his body. Xiao Ling's heart immediately set up a protective barrier, and the water mist diffused to isolate him from his perception of memories.

Xiao Ling's expression returned to the usual flat look.

Xiao Ling nodded: "I remember everything, I remember every last day of my mother, including the night she left me."

It is a well-known fact that Empress Chen died of illness.

And "facts" actually have another form of existence, which is the existence that cannot be known by everyone.

Empress Chen was actually burned to death.

Maybe it was because she was too sick and wanted to end her life, maybe it was really just an accident that no one wanted to happen. The fire in Fengning Palace burned all night, the screams of the palace people, accompanied by the burnt beams The pungent smell after that made the young Xiao Ling almost unable to breathe.

The figure of Empress Chen dancing in the fire lingered tightly in Xiao Ling's heart like a spell.

Xue Wenshu dried Xiao Ling's hair, and stroked it gently with his fingers: "...Are you still afraid of fire?"

"I thought I wasn't afraid anymore..." Xiao Ling replied softly, "But when I saw the fire, I couldn't help myself..."

"Fear is a normal emotion. Everyone has something to fear. Don't suppress your emotions..."

The two people in the mirror seemed to be getting smaller. The little prince hugged the young Xue Wenshu tightly and cried in pain: "I'm so scared... Mother... Mother..."

The young Xue Wenshu looked at Fengning Palace full of broken walls, and secretly swore in his heart: From now on, he will protect His Highness the Crown Prince, he will do his best to protect His Highness the Crown Prince, and never let His Highness live in fear of his life being threatened. bingo.

From that day on, Xiao Ling began to be afraid of fire, and to this day, the scene of fire created by the crew still arouses his fear.

"It's okay, I'm here." Xue Wenshu's voice hit Xiao Ling's heart like a bell, "Teacher is always by your side."

Xue Wenshu stayed with the crew for a few days, and Xiao Ling's mood improved a lot. When Xue Wen left the crew, Xiao Ling still felt a little bit reluctant.

Probably in this world, the only person who can really make him feel at ease is this person in front of him.

Xiao Ling: "Teacher... Will you come to the film crew again?"

Xue Wenshu raised his eyebrows, and said in a frivolous tone: "What? Have you started to miss your teacher before you left? Didn't we see you every day, like every three..."

"Not at all, you can leave quickly." Xiao Ling's tone changed immediately, and he hurriedly issued an order to evict the guest.

After Xue Wenshu drove away, Xiao Ling's expression gradually relaxed, and he chuckled a few times.