After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

After everyone watched the teaching video of the theme song together, Lu Zhicheng continued: "Accompanied by the theme song assessment, there will be the second class division and the first round of elimination. I hope everyone can take this assessment seriously."

Hearing the word "elimination", there was an explosion in the contestants' seats.

Song Wenxing probed to look around, and most of the people showed worried expressions.

Chi Qiao, who was in the same row as them, still had an indifferent expression, while Zhuo Yixiao, who was sitting at the other end, folded his arms, looking nonchalant.

Sure enough, a person with strength has confidence, unlike Yin Jun next to him, who folded his hands and recited "Amitabha" for a while, and made the cross on his chest for a while.

After explaining the rules of the first session, Lu Zhicheng gave a few more general precautions, and then announced the classes that each tutor is responsible for teaching:

Lu Zhicheng leads Class A, Tu Bai leads Class B, Li Yingying leads Class C, and Luo Yuan leads Class Z.

"I'm so envious of Class B." Song Wenxing watched eagerly as the trainees of Class B gathered towards Tubai.

Yin Jun snorted.

Although he didn't speak, Song Wenxing knew that he also wanted to go to Tubai's class.

"I really want to be taught to dance by Lu PD." Lan Xiaoying who didn't know when came over was envious. His first round rating was C.

Hearing Lu Zhicheng's name, Song Wenxing couldn't help but quietly searched for Lu Zhicheng's figure with his eyes.

He quickly found Lu Zhicheng among the turbulent heads.

This time the man didn't look over, because he was already surrounded by the trainees of Class A like stars, and his slender figure made him the most conspicuous one in the crowd.

Lu Zhicheng put his hands in the pockets of his coat, and answered everyone's questions with a smile, with a casual and friendly posture.

Song Wenxing looked at him silently for a while, then turned his head back, feeling a little lost suddenly.

Afterwards, the trainees went to different classrooms with their instructors according to their respective classes.

Although Song Wenxing is not very good at dancing, when Luo Yuan breaks down the movements, he imitates and learns from them.

And when Luo Yuan stopped, he also practiced repeatedly by himself earnestly, without any slack.

Yin Jun is suffering, his foundation is worse than Song Wenxing, but fortunately he is quite smart, if he can keep up with Luo Yuan, he should try his best to follow, and if he can't keep up, he can ask Song Wenxing next to him for help.

The class lasted until the evening, and the trainees were finally relieved and flocked to the cafeteria one after another.

Mentors generally don't stay here to eat, because they have to catch up with the next schedule immediately after recording the program, so the program team simply replaces it with meal subsidies and counts it into their remuneration.

Everyone ate like a hungry tiger, even Yin Jun, who was still disgusted with the food at noon, gobbled it up.

Song Wenxing's eating was rather reserved. Halfway through eating, he noticed Chi Qiao who was sitting alone at the edge of the crowd.

Chi Qiao worked hard to eat the food on the plate, and quickly emptied all the food.

He got up to get the second job, came back to sit down, continued to bury his head in hard work, stood up again after a while, and went to get the third job...

"Is he not going to hold on?" Song Wenxing, who had witnessed the whole process, held the spoon in his hand, stunned, and even forgot to eat his own meal.

"They practice better than us and consume more energy than us. It's normal to eat more." Yin Jun ate in a hurry without raising his head.

"That's right..." Song Wenxing thought for a while, and stuffed the food from the spoon into his mouth.

After dinner, Song Wenxing and Yin Jun continued to practice in the classroom.

The instructors have already left work, and they can only learn by themselves following the teaching videos.

Not long after, other trainees came back one after another.

It is really annoying to memorize the lyrics and the movements at the same time. Some trainees who really can't learn it pretend to practice for a while, and make excuses to go back to the dormitory to sleep early.

Song Wenxing and Yin Jun practiced until nine o'clock in the evening, and all the food in their stomachs had been digested, and they were growling with hunger.

"Brother Jun, let's go buy something to eat." Song Wenxing, who was sitting on the wooden floor, rubbed his stomach and suggested.

"Okay." Yin Jun, who was lying on his lap, replied weakly.

The two supported each other to stand up and went to the convenience store on the first floor together.

There were quite a few people in the convenience store. Everyone came down to buy supper. Seeing them, many people came over to say hello.

Song Wenxing and Yin Jun each packed a cup of oden and planned to take it back to the classroom to eat.

When they passed the public drinking water equipment at the corner of the corridor, they saw Chi Qiao who was receiving water.

The public drinking water equipment is directly connected to the water pipe, and the boiled water has a strong bleach and powdery smell. Song Wenxing and Yin Jun don't drink it, and would rather go directly to the convenience store to buy boxes of mineral water.

"Hi, Chi Qiao." Song Wenxing waved to Chi Qiao.

Hearing the sound, Chi Qiao raised her head, smiled at them, and looked at the packing bag in Song Wenxing's hand: "Going to buy supper?"

"That's right, the physical exertion is too fast, and I'm so hungry." Song Wenxing and Yin Jun had already stopped in front of Chi Qiao, and Song Wenxing asked casually, "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you buy something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, I ate a lot for dinner." Chi Qiao noticed that the water had filled the thermos, he reached out and turned on the tap, "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold in a while."

"Then bye." Song Wenxing smiled at him with his face up.

"See you in the dormitory." Chi Qiao smiled.

After walking for a while, Song Wenxing looked back, and happened to see Chi Qiao standing next to the drinking water equipment, drinking water with his neck up.

Chi Qiao quickly drank a large glass of water, but did not leave immediately, but bent down to take another glass.

"What's wrong?" Yin Jun asked next to him.

"It's nothing." Song Wenxing turned around and shook his head.

At three o'clock in the morning, Chi Qiao, who was the last to leave the classroom, returned to the dormitory.

The three roommates were already fast asleep. In order not to disturb them, Chi Qiao didn't even turn on the lights.He lightly and quickly finished washing in the dark, and climbed onto the bed.

Chi Qiao was hungry and tired, and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

But not long after falling asleep, Chi Qiao woke up from hunger.

He opened his eyes in a daze, stared at the dark ceiling for a while, and was thinking about whether to get out of bed to drink some water, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the darkness.

what sound?

Chi Qiao was startled, and immediately sat up.

After his eyes got used to the darkness, Chi Qiao saw a sneaky figure crouching in a corner with his back facing him, as if he was looking for something, and that rustling sound came from here.

"What are you doing?" Chi Qiao lowered his voice and asked calmly.

Suddenly, when someone spoke, the slender figure froze suddenly, and then slowly turned around.

With the faint light from the street lamp outside the window, Chi Qiao finally saw clearly that it was Song Wenxing with a chicken leg in his mouth.

Chi Qiao: "..."

"Woke you up?" Song Wenxing took the roasted chicken leg out of his mouth, held the chicken leg with one hand, and scratched his head with the other hand, his face was full of embarrassment, "Do you want to eat?"

Chi Qiao: "...Thank you, no need, I'm not hungry."

As soon as the words fell, Chi Qiao heard a series of "gurgling" sounds suddenly coming from her stomach.

Chi Qiao felt that since the foot artist video was discovered, he had once again socially died in front of Song Wenxing.

He tried his best to maintain a calm face, but in his heart he was praying crazily that Song Wenxing would pretend not to hear.

However, how could Song Wenxing fulfill Chi Qiao's wish.

He listened carefully, and laughed outright, "Oh, fairy, your stomach growls so loudly!"

Chi Qiao: "..."

The author has something to say: Song Wenxing: Listen to the sound of the sea crying~

Chi Qiao: ……Let me go.

Social death: similar to "public execution", embarrassing in public, so embarrassing to face others.