My boy group debuted to go bankrupt

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"Hiss—" Ye Nanzhong covered his head and got out of the quilt cover. There were still a few strands of white cotton wool floating on his clothes. He blushed and stared at Chu Yunyu angrily, "Stop laughing."

"Cough, I didn't laugh, poof." Chu Yunyu's adjusted expression cracked when he saw Ye Nanzhong, and he couldn't help but stepped forward, "Let me help you."

As Chu Yunyu said, he pulled out the messy quilt, pinched a corner of the quilt cover with one hand, and pushed the corner of the quilt in with the other hand, explaining with a smile, "Put the four corners in first, and then grab the Flick both, zip it up again—you see, it's done."

Ye Nanzhong looked at the messy quilt in his hands miraculously, and once it was in Chu Yunyu's hands, he was subdued. With unconcealable surprise in his eyes, he grabbed the quilt and felt it twice.

Seeing his serious appearance, Chu Yunyu couldn't help laughing out loud, "You can spread the quilt quickly if you do what I do, there's no need to get in."

Ye Nanzhong, who instantly remembered what he did just now: "..."

This really can't be blamed on him, after all, the Ye family has a big business. Although Ye Nanzhong lives on campus, Ye Beiqing will send a nanny to the school during the holidays. For dirty clothes and quilts, Ye Nanzhong has washed his underwear. Other tasks have never been done.

This time I did it for the first time, and I was caught.

He blushed and turned his head, thinking it was a little funny, he couldn't hold back a "pop", and finally met the camera teacher who was sneaking up to the door without making a sound.

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

Camera teacher: "..."

In the camera, the young man was stunned for a second, then opened his eyes wide, his pupils enlarged due to shock, his expression gradually cracked, and then gradually became expressionless and indifferent.

Ye Nan calmly closed the bedroom door with a loud bang.

[Hee hee hee, the host, in fact, since you came in, he has been hiding in the corner and taking pictures without leaving. 】

Ye Nanzhong's bed was facing the door, and he had been exposed to the camera since he entered here, that is to say, the scene of him pouting his buttocks making the bed was recorded, and it will appear on the Internet in the future.

And he had a hunch that no matter what he said this time, the director team would never be able to delete this paragraph, and if Ying Cheng knew, it would be absolutely impossible to cut this paragraph.

Ye Nanzhong's expression completely cracked.

Chu Yunyu endured and endured, seeing the unpredictable expression on the face of his new roommate, finally couldn't help but covered his mouth and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

It wasn't until the time for the training camp that Ye Nanzhong reluctantly followed Chu Yunyu to the first floor.

There is a very empty hall on the first floor. People from six classes are gathered here. The team has not been formed yet. Lu Ying doesn't get along well with Class A. She can only mix with the rich second-generations of Class F, and they get along again. Without getting into the topic, seeing Ye Nanzhong come in, I was so excited that I almost cried, and I was the first to throw myself into his arms.

"Brother Xiaoye!"

"Yeah." Ye Nan patted him on the head, and introduced Chu Yunyu and the two of them.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ying couldn't play with the people of Class A, and got mixed up with Chu Yunyu after a few words, and began to talk about Brother Xiaoyun.

Chen Chuang beckoned to Ye Nan again, "You're here, have you eaten yet?"

Ye Nan nodded his head.

Xu Jingcheng searched for a signal with his mobile phone, and finally sat down against the wall in a slump, grumbling, "What kind of crappy place is this? Let's just let it be a crappy room, let's just let it sleep for six people, and the signal can't even be full."

"That's right, chatting with a penguin is one click after another, that guy in Yingcheng is really cheating!"

"Is Yingcheng short of money? Why can't there be one room for each person? There are only a hundred people, and a hotel is only tens of thousands."

"Hey, maybe this is a capitalist, oppressing people."

The rich second-generation who have never experienced hardship collectively complained, just like children watching a football game and asking their father, why do you want to fight for a ball?It's fine for one person to send one no, and it's not expensive.

Papa Ye was very tired and didn't bother to explain.

After the host, Sister Wen arrived, the team was organized according to the class. First, they were asked to elect the class leader. The other classes were noisy, and only Class F pushed Ye Nan out of the class very tacitly.

Six people went up to draw the songs for the first assessment. There were three songs in total. The two classes learned together. branch.

Everyone in Class F: "..." For a moment, I didn't know whether to say that his luck was good or bad.

The song "NANANA" has a slow rhythm and is very suitable for novices to learn. However, this noob does not refer to the rich second generation in class F who only know how to eat, drink and have fun.

Class A is also in the front, and the crooked people in Class F are driving the dance teacher crazy.

"Dancing, dancing, strength in your hands and feet, throwing it out, I'm not asking you to do radio gymnastics!!!" The teacher's voice was hoarse and sharp, and even the dance studio next door could hear it.

Ye Nanzhong, Chu Yunyu and Xu Jingcheng were the only three in class F who could watch.

Ye Nanzhong is because of his personality, since he is here, he will naturally go all out; Chu Yunyu has a good background, this dance is like playing house for him; and Xu Jingcheng is because he likes it.

He has been learning hip-hop since the third year of junior high school. Later, when he was in the second year of high school, his family refused to let him learn because they were afraid that it would affect his studies. He never thought that he could continue to learn dance by doing a favor for his friends. He was filled with happiness.

Class A has learned one-third of this dance, and Class F's overall progress is still in the first measure. The key is that the first measure is still not very good.

The dance teacher frowned and asked Class A to disband and take a break before walking towards Class F.

The people in Class F saw that Class A was resting, and thought they could also rest. They immediately sat down, led by Chen Chuang, only Ye Nanzhong and the others were still standing.

He looked at the teacher's unkind expression, and exchanged glances with Chu Yunyu, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Xu Jingcheng danced most vigorously, and only realized when the music stopped. He turned his head to see that the people behind him were all sitting down, looking around blankly.

Before he could say "what's the matter", he was shocked back by the roar of the dance teacher: "Stand up!"

"What?" Everyone in Class F looked at him blankly.

The dance teacher's expression darkened, "Stand up and continue dancing."

"Why? Didn't they rest? Why do we continue to dance?" Someone asked dissatisfied.

"Because you are poor!" the dance teacher said again, "Stand up!"

Ye Nanzhong frowned slightly and glanced at Chen Chuang. Chen Chuang squinted his eyes and let out a "tsk" and took the lead to stand up. The group of rich second generations who were about to refute followed suit, and the rest of Class F saw everyone standing , and didn't dare to be the first bird again.

The music played over and over again, repeating the movements of the first section. The dance teacher still said "jump", but his voice became deeper and his face became more and more ugly.

Ye Nanzhong didn't know how many times he repeated it. The movement of swinging his arms was no longer as powerful as before. When he stopped, his limbs ached. These movements seemed simple, but repeating them again and again took a lot of physical strength.

He has good physical strength and can persist for ten times. Xu Jingcheng was a hip-hop dancer, and the more he danced, the more calm he became. However, Chu Yunyu's face was pale, sweat was pouring down, and his legs were swinging when he stood.

But Ye Nan raised his head, the jumping of class F in the mirror was getting worse and worse, everyone was angry and deliberately didn't do the movements, and the more this happened, the more the teacher let them jump.

Finally repeating again and again, Chu Yunyu couldn't hold back and fell to the ground.

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