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Qiu Jianlun met Wen Zerong's eyes, and was silent for a while, and finally turned away, "I won't disturb you."

Wen Zezhen nodded to him, picked up Rong Yuheng and walked out.

As soon as he walked to the door, he suddenly heard Qiu Jianlun's meaningful voice from behind, "Master Rong has quite a few brothers on the road."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

Qiu Jianlun, an old dog, even bit him before he left!

Wen Zezhen's footsteps faltered slightly, but he didn't stop, and only walked out the door with Rong Yuheng.

After the two lined up side by side in the corridor, Wen Zezhen cast a heavy glance at the former, "A brother on the road again?"

Rong Yuheng lowered her head shyly, pretending to be stupid and bewildered.

Wen Zecheng could tell that this person was an ostrich. Whenever he encountered a problem that he didn't want to face, he would stick his head in the sand without knowing how high his butt was sticking out.

Just need to clean up.

Rong Yuheng didn't speak, and Wen Zecheng didn't ask any more questions.On the contrary, the former couldn't bear Jing Jing and opened his small mouth ready to move,

"Mr. Wen, why are you here?"

Wen Zecheng said, "Just arrived, I met Zhou Shubai, and he asked me to come to the lounge to take a look."

Rong Yuheng nodded.

It seemed that Zhou Shubai realized that he had been cheated only after he was taken out. Fortunately, he was not too stupid, knowing to ask for help to support his weak egg peeling machine.

"Thank you, Teacher Wen."

Wen Zezheng said "hmm", "There are still classes in the afternoon, so go back to the dormitory and rest for a while."

"I'll go to the program team to get some medicine first, and I bumped my shoulder just now." The main reason was that he pushed Qiu Jianlun away with too much force, so he probably died.

Rong Yuheng said this lightly, but Wen Zerong was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his shoulder, "Where is the injury?"

Rong Yuheng nodded his shoulder, "It hurts so much here." He turned his head and looked at the former, smiling slightly with his peach blossom eyes, "How about Mr. Wen, please wipe it off for me." medicine?"

boom--!

Wen Zecheng's mind went blank for a moment.

His heart beat violently, his throat rolled away and he looked away, almost unable to hold back the heaving of his chest.

Trying to calm down, he was about to say "anything is fine", when he heard Rong Yuheng's cheerful and lively laughter like a hamster eating food, "Ke Ke Ke Ke Ke... I'm joking!"

Wen Zecheng, "..."

Grass.

Rong Yuheng went to the program team to get the medicine, wiped it by herself and went back to the dormitory.The whole process was seamless and seamless, not even a single gap was left for Wen Zeleng.

As soon as I returned to the dormitory, my roommates rushed over and surrounded me, "Are you all right, what's the matter!"

... For a moment, Rong Yuheng thought he was a reporter who had returned from the war.

Zhou Shubai's eyes were particularly guilty, and it was rare that he didn't speak hard, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Is there anything wrong with you?"

Rong Yuheng rubbed his head, "You have nothing wrong, and I have nothing wrong."

"Then my brother—"

"He asked me to take good care of you."

Zhou Shubai obviously didn't believe it, but Rong Yuheng's mouth seemed to be locked, and he didn't want to say anything, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Then I'll treat you to Georgian food..."

Rong Yuheng's chest choked, and he waved his hands again and again, "No, no, thank you..."

Most of the lunch break has passed, and several people will go out to class after a short rest.

It happened that Rong Yuheng was learning dance in the afternoon, and since Wen Zerong came today, it meant that Ke Ting's class was taken by him.

As soon as he walked into the classroom, he saw Wen Zecheng.

The two were not far apart, Rong Yuheng greeted enthusiastically, "Hello, Mr. Wen!"

Wen Zecheng glanced at him expressionlessly.

Rong Yuheng didn't notice the former's little emotions, he just thought he was used to being indifferent, and after saying hello, he turned around and played with the students.

Wen Zecheng, who originally wanted Rong Yuheng to bloom a flower to coax him, "..."

As soon as Huang Jianing stepped into the classroom, he saw Wen Zezheng's face was as cold as ice, and his feet were stiff.Then he followed the gaze of the latter - almost a second locked on Rong Yuheng who was happy like a little idiot in the crowd.

"..." Well, the source of all evil has been found.

Huang Jianing was a little afraid of Wen Zecheng, so he hurried over to pull Rong Yuheng out of the crowd, pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "Did you offend Teacher Wen?"

Rong Yuheng was taken aback by the question, "No." Wen Zecheng kindly ran over to salvage him at noon.

Huang Jianing, "Oh, maybe I'm thinking too much."

Rong Yuheng thought it was right, "Yeah, you just think too much!"

"..."

The students chatted for a while, and the class started when the time came.

Although Wen Zecheng is a big name in the film and television industry, he has won several dance awards since he was a child star, and he has not given up dancing since he was engaged in the performing arts industry. In terms of professionalism, he is no worse than Ke Ting.

As usual, he first taught some movements and skills, and then selected a few students to demonstrate, and then let the students practice independently, and he was responsible for correcting and guiding.

Huang Jianing pulled Rong Yuheng to practice together. He knew that the latter's foundation was weaker, but for some reason he seemed to be struggling today.

"Yuheng, what's wrong with you? The movements of your hands are not in place at all."

Rong Yuheng didn't want to announce his injury, so he just shook his head, "I haven't rested well, I'm not in good shape."

Huang Jianing held his shoulder seriously, "How about that, the second round will be up soon, cheer up!" He said, pulling away a little distance, throwing away his hands to demonstrate, "Did you see, the big arm You have to use force, otherwise it will be soft and ugly."

Rong Yuheng wanted to cry, but Huang Jianing taught so seriously, he was too embarrassed to refuse!

Just as she was about to raise her hand dawdly, Wen Zecheng called out,

"Huang Jianing, come and dance a section and let me see."

"Oh!" Huang Jianing turned his head in response, and told Rong Yuheng, "I'll go there first, you should practice hard!"

Rong Yuheng looked at his back running away "pattaptat" and heaved a sigh of relief, then looked at Wen Zecheng, as if he was looking at him.

Regardless of whether the former was intentional or not, Rong Yuheng opened a flower to Wen Zecheng through the noisy crowd to express his gratitude.

After a distance, Wen Zeleng almost lost his expression——

Intentionally planting flowers will not bloom, inadvertently planting willows and willows!

……

Due to the injury on his shoulder, Rong Yuheng basically spent the rest of the time paddling, or he just danced a few small house dances in a self-admired way. .

A few students next to them couldn't bear it in the middle of the dance, and they stopped one after another to appreciate Rong Yuheng's house dance.

"Hahahaha what is this, it's quite cute?"

Rong Yuheng has slender limbs and well-defined bones. Even in the house dance, his movements are clean and agile, without looking feminine, and there is a sense of youthful freshness in it.

While dancing, he said, "House dance, let's come together!"

Everyone, "No, no, no, no..."

Rong Yuheng felt deeply sorry, "If you don't dance with me, forget it, next time I will be with brother La Yi, he will dance with me for anything."

Everyone imagined the picture of Zou Yi's muscular body dancing house dance, and they couldn't hold back their laughter like a steam engine.

"Poffurfurfur...!"

The bustle here finally caught Wen Zecheng's attention, and it just so happened that he felt a little itchy in his heart, so he took the opportunity to come over when he saw the movement, "What are you doing?"

When the students saw this, they made room for Wen Zerong. Rong Yuheng turned halfway and saw Wen Zerong, but he didn't stop. Instead, he asked him with joy, "Teacher Wen, do you know what this is?"

Wen Zecheng said, "I heard that, Zhai Wu."

Rong Yuheng, "Then what do you think?"

Wen Zecheng, "How about what?"

Rong Yuheng asked, "Is it cute?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding students immediately became excited, and a burst of laughter erupted collectively. Taking advantage of the large crowd, everyone dared to press Wen Zecheng,

"Mr. Wen, do you think it's cute?"

"Mr. Wen, isn't Xiao Rong cute!"

Huang Jianing also mixed in as a happy repeater, he really admired Rong Yuheng.

He felt that Rong Yuheng was the only one who dared to make a fuss with Wen Zerong like this, plucking the hair on the tiger's head all day long, but the tiger still looked very comfortable being plucked.

Wen Zezhen was a little bit at a loss amidst the uproar, ever since being poked by Rong Yuheng for being cute and funny, he seemed to have relaxed his bottom line towards the former.

Cute is really cute.

Wen Zecheng thought.

Rong Yuheng was still asking, "Mr. Wen, why don't you speak, Mr. Wen?"

The faces of the students who watched the scene were sour - they were all boys in their early twenties, full of energy, and loved to gossip and stimulate.After being suppressed for too long during this period, I suddenly found a reason to play around, and suddenly I felt a surge of excitement, the adrenaline soared, and my heart was pounding, and I couldn't press it down.

Due to the situation, Wen Zecheng glanced at Rong Yuheng.As the latter danced happily, the wide hem of his clothes was raised high, revealing his flexible waist, which stretched upwards in white and tender, and a beautiful arc was drawn from the side of the waist.

His eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips, "It's okay."

Rong Yuheng's disappointment was overwhelming, but his face was extremely thick.He asked unwillingly, "Is it just okay?"

Wen Zecheng's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out the words of compensation,

"...That's a little bit better than okay."

Everyone was silent for a second, then.

"Ehhh!!!?"

"Hey!! What did Teacher Wen just say!"

shit.

Wen Zecheng reacted.

He raised his eyes hastily, just when the hands of the clock on the classroom wall reached the end of get out of class time, he suddenly looked serious, and said stiffly, "get out of class is over."

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the classroom.

From behind came the cordial calls of the students,

"Hey, is it embarrassing for Mr. Wen to praise others?"

"Mr. Wen, don't go, explain clearly how much more is more!"

Without turning his head, Wen Zezhen stepped out of the classroom and closed the door with his backhand, blocking the roar of laughter behind him with a "bang".

He was the only one in the corridor, and he walked quickly towards the stairs, the wind brought by him swept across his face, and his face felt a little burning belatedly——

What did I just say.

That sentence sounded like coaxing him!