chatter [entertainment]

I didn't think about it again.

If Pan Yue knew that Qiao Yufan thought so, he might cry down the company building.

This time, Pan Yue was really wronged. Brother Tian would suddenly call them to train and confiscate the mobile phone, mainly because the little assistant said casually, "It's useless to change the password. The mobile phone is still in their hands. If they want to, they can do it at any time." can be changed back.”

The more Brother Tian thought about it, the more he panicked, he simply called them to come to the training, and then took away their mobile phones, once and for all.

At this moment, Brother Tian was sitting dignifiedly on the pony tie at the door, with his legs spread out, his arms crossed his chest, and in his hand was a plastic bag brought back from shopping in the supermarket, which contained five of their mobile phones.

The music was still playing loudly, and even though they were wearing thin T-shirts, they were sweating all over. Occasionally, beads of sweat fell out with their movements, splashed on the floor, and were crushed by someone's footsteps.

Wu Fuyang was tied with Xiaojiu, and the black sleeveless T-shirt on his body was soaked in sweat from time to time, sticking to his body, drawing out his neat muscle lines, and then being torn apart with his movements.

He gritted his teeth just as he was struggling with himself, ignoring the protests of exhausted physical strength and sore muscles in his body.

Shell's hair was almost soaked, and sweat ran down the broken hair on his forehead, and occasionally seeped in from the corners of his eyes, irritating his eyes.He asked Wu Fuyang to borrow a scrunchie to tie up the hair on the top of his head, and put a sweatband on his forehead.He is not a professional dancer. Apart from learning modern dance with Wu Fuyang for a while when he was a child, he has no other experience.But fortunately, Wu Fuyang has learned Sanda for a long time, and his physical condition is good, and he himself is naturally soft, and his ligaments can be stretched relatively open.This makes them not too strenuous when dancing.

Qiao Yufan stood in the C position and had to keep his full attention. Those shadows that were usually out of tune disappeared, and only the wholehearted devotion to the dance remained.His family is from the art circle, and he has learned everything, so he has learned a lot since elementary school, and he can do a little bit of everything. He can be regarded as an all-round player in the group.

Peng Wei is the only one in the group who has danced since elementary school, and has danced for at least ten years.He is the fastest to learn every time, and in comparison, he will be much easier.But he has a good temper, will not be complacent, and is not sloppy in learning fast.

Pan Yue studied music before, and the only dance that he has come into contact with so far is radio gymnastics.This made it very difficult for him to dance every time he came across it, but he couldn't escape the dance in the concert.Therefore, he is the most strenuous one in the group, and he needs to expend more energy than others to reach the same level as others.Fortunately, Peng Wei lived with him and often took him to dance, and occasionally went back to the room to help him correct his movements.

Thanks to Wu Fuyang's trumpet, several people rested for a long time, and now they are in better condition, dancing more and more devotedly.

There is only one week left before the concert, they have been preparing for a long time, and now they are not learning new things every day, they are just training their muscle memory.They need to be precise in every movement, so that their bodies can remember to prevent accidents on the spot.

This training lasted until seven o'clock in the evening. After a simple dinner, several people went to the karaoke room again.

"I really want to eat the ribs you made..." Xie Er dragged his voice, his whole body hung on Wu Fuyang.He only took a few steps occasionally, almost Wu Fuyang was leading him.

There was a threshold at the corner, Wu Fuyang put his hand on his waist, lifted him up a little, and let go only after passing the threshold.

Pan Yue watched sourly from behind, then turned his head to look at the captain who was carrying a bag of unknown objects, and then at Peng Wei who was strutting forward in the leisurely courtyard beside him, and was about to jump on him when he was not prepared.

Peng Wei avoided him expressionlessly, and raised his hand to press his head, pushing him away.

"Don't beat me up."

With his indifferent eyes and his stubble sticking to his scalp, he was particularly difficult to mess with.

Pan Yue clicked his tongue, raised his hand to brush his hair, and said disdainfully: "What are you crazy about, my father will go to shave his head tomorrow, he's even more fierce than you."

Peng Wei ignored him, and Qiao Yufan took up the conversation beside him: "Let's not talk about whether you can be crazy than Da Peng, believe it or not, you just finished shaving, Brother Tian can kill you and shave all your hair."

Before Pan Yue could react, Peng Wei smiled beside him, showing off his neat and white teeth, all of a sudden diluting the fierceness and alienation just now.

"hahahahahahahahaha."

Qiao Yufan realized what he had just said when he heard him laughing. He hurriedly made a gesture of swearing, and said while laughing, "I didn't mean it."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Pan Yue: ...

A group of things that are not human.

In the karaoke room, Shell threw himself into the sofa as soon as he passed by, staring at the ceiling hopelessly.Wu Fuyang came over and pushed his legs aside, and sat down beside his legs.

As soon as he sat down, Xie Er stretched out his hand and slapped him twice on the side of the head, and at the same time hit Wu Fuyang's leg with his leg.

"Yangyang, sit here."

Wu Fuyang knew from his eyes that he wanted to pillow his thigh, so he said, "I'll start practicing right away, you won't be able to lie down for long."

That being said, he still stood up and sat where he had photographed, letting him rest on his lap.

"How many seconds can I lie down for?" Shell squinted his eyes half-closed, with a lazy voice.After a while, he opened his eyes as if remembering something, and said dissatisfiedly, "You haven't promised me yet."

Wu Fuyang leaned on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and looked at him, asking inexplicably, "What?"

"Oh, ribs, I said just now that I wanted to eat your ribs, but you didn't agree to me." Shell said, reaching up to pat his head dishonestly.

Wu Fuyang held his wrist to prevent him from taking a picture of himself, then dropped his hand and placed it on him, but he did not let go.

The usual phrase "Is it useful for me to promise or not?" He didn't say it today. He squeezed Shell's wrist slightly with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Promise you."

Only then was Xie Er satisfied, with a smile on his lips, he patted Wu Fuyang's hand pinching his wrist with his other hand.

Brother Tian saw this scene as soon as he came in. He unconsciously shook his hand holding the phone, and then turned his head to see Pan Yue leaning on Qiao Yufan's shoulder, with his legs curled up on Peng Wei's thighs, and felt that he was being fanned by CP Crazy, nervous.

This is what straight men should be like.

"Okay, let me talk about something." Brother Tian walked to the sofa, clamped the phone between his arms and his body, and clapped his hands vigorously twice.

"Today is November 11rd. In order to avoid Double Eleven, our concert will start at 3:11 pm on November 9th and end at [-]:[-] pm, a total of three hours. There are still five days left. In order to ensure the best For performance status, let’s adjust our work and rest these days. We must ensure eight hours of sleep every day. I will keep the mobile phone for you, and leave the sleep to me. Don’t think about staying up late to cultivate immortals. There are also skin care issues, I know the skin care for you It’s useless for you to use the product, but pay attention to it these days. If you really don’t want to apply it, you can apply a mask. In short, take care of your face. Although we rely on our strength to make money, we can’t be shameless as a star, so remember it all. .”

Seeing that they all nodded, Brother Tian waved to Qiao Yufan.

Then a group of people watched him take out two huge military thermal water bottles from the big bag that he had been carrying just now, and there was a "duang" when he put them on the table.

"What's this?" Shel turned his face sideways, staring at the kettle, his body motionless, but he asked curiously.

Pan Yue was much more straightforward. He surrounded him directly and stared at him eagerly, "Chicken soup?"

Qiao Yufan unscrewed one of them, and instantly a bitter taste filled the air.Qiao Yufan was the first to bear the brunt, his face immediately changed, he put down the lid and took two steps back.

The lid of the cup was turned twice, and when it was about to fall, Pan Yue stretched out his hand to support him, then his face changed drastically, and he jumped back a step.

"What the hell?! It's so bitter!"

Peng Bo got a little closer, and he couldn't bear the pain at the moment, so he simply covered his mouth and nose with the sleeve of his coat, and cursed in a muffled voice.

Xie Er and Wu Fuyang also heard it, and they frowned. Wu Fuyang raised his hand and put his finger knuckles under his nose. Xie Er turned around and buried his face in Wu Fuyang's abdomen.

Wu Fuyang's body froze, he was only wearing a sleeveless T-shirt for dancing, and Xie Er's breath was almost against the skin of his abdomen.Instinctively, he reached out and pulled Shell's face out of his arms, then put his hand over his nose and mouth.

Shell was pulled by him and smelled the smell again, his brows were tightly frowned, and then he gave him a fierce look.

Wu Fuyang paused for a moment, then said slowly: "The clothes are covered with sweat, quite dirty."

Xie Er raised his hand and covered it outside Wu Fuyang's hand, strengthening himself by a layer.Wu Fuyang's palms were very hot. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the feeling of his face buried in Wu Fuyang's abdomen at that moment, which was warm and elastic.

There was no smell of sweat, only the smell of his usual laundry detergent, with the heat of his body, belatedly smudged Shell's cheeks.Xie Er unconsciously pursed his lower lip, and the smell of Wu Fuyang's hand sanitizer was in his nostrils again. This smell and temperature that he was accustomed to on weekdays completely burned his face red.

Wu Fuyang looked down and saw his flushed cheeks, thinking that he was being held back too hard, he quickly raised his hand to let go. "Can't you breathe? Why is your face so red?"

Shell didn't wait for him to lift up, and the hand on his hand pressed down hard, and at the same time the other hand pressed down to prevent him from moving.only then