Debut foil plan

In the hot summer, the weather looks like the face of a pretty woman.The rain came as soon as it was said, crackling on the transparent glass.

Even though the rain took away most of the heat from the sun, the hot atmosphere of the practice in the room still caused beads of sweat to appear on Shen Zhuo's forehead, and finally dripped on the floor along the contours of his face.

It's just a few simple movements. Under the guidance of the dance teacher, I have to do it no less than ten times before finding the correct balance point.

Li You looked at Shen Zhuo's uncoordinated dancing posture, sighed bitterly, and lifted Shen Zhuo's arm with the teaching rod, and adjusted it to a suitable position.

Song Linnan recorded the dance very fast, followed the video twice, and then memorized his movements almost, which aroused Shen Zhuo's envy for a while.

Although the other three people were not as perverted as Song Linnan, they stumbled and memorized their dance steps under the guidance of the teacher, leaving only Shen Zhuo's movements on the video.

Seeing that Shen Zhuo couldn't solve the problem in a short time, Li You simply asked them to rest for 10 minutes and resume class later.

Shen Zhuo was discouraged and rested against the wall, Song Linnan took a bottle of ice water and put it on Shen Zhuo's side face, he sat up straight in a jerk, and stood up again when he saw Song Linnan.

Shen Zhuo expressed his doubts with wide-eyed eyes. Shen Zhuo could see the faint smile hidden in the corner of Song Linnan's mouth, and handed the ice water into his hand, opened a bottle for himself and drank a couple of sips.

Song Linnan screwed on the bottle cap and said to him, "Take a drink and come out with me."

After Song Linnan finished speaking, he went out to wait for him. Shen Zhuo quickly drank a couple of sips, screwed on the bottle cap and put it aside, followed.

Walking out of the door of the training room, Shen Zhuo frowned at the heat coming from the corridor.

And Song Linnan was leaning against the wall at the door with his pockets in his pockets.

White and green campus-style walls, paired with blue and white simple training clothes, Song Linnan's hair on his forehead was wet with sweat from dancing, the rain outside the corridor was dripping, and the noise from the training room was picked up. With Shen Zhuo's senses, even the temperature in the corridor became a bit cooler, and Song Linnan was the only one he could look directly at.

The sound of "cracking" rain pulled back his thoughts, he realized that he was absent-minded, and coughed to ease the atmosphere between the two of them: "Cough...what's the matter, brother?"

Song Linnan's lips were thin, and they were pinched into a slightly curved arc when they were closed. He only heard him gently open his lips and asked, "Have you not written it down yet?"

It turned out that Song Linnan was checking his homework, and now Shen Zhuo looked more like a child who had made a mistake, lowering his head and shaking his head, his voice was as soft as a puppy's humming: "Well, not yet."

Song Linnan looked at Shen Zhuo who was shaking his head in front of him, his fluffy and curly hair was slightly raised, he couldn't hold back, put his hand on it, and then rubbed it twice.

Shen Zhuo froze in place for a moment, he could feel Song Linnan's fingers passing through his hair, the fingertips were slightly bent and gently touched the roots, he could even see the gentle tenderness in Song Linnan's eyes.

He was immersed in those eyes wrapped in tenderness, and he had no doubt that he would not take a step back when a heavy stone fell in the next second.

Accompanied by Song Linnan's movements, Shen Zhuo could clearly hear the normally lazy heart beating vigorously in his chest, as if it would jump out of his throat in the next second and tell him—look, your heart is beating.

Song Linnan quickly retracted his hand and put it in his pocket again. The tenderness in his eyes faded away, and he could no longer see the emotion just now, and he returned to his usual indifferent appearance. The action dissipated for half a minute.

Song Linnan asked again: "Do you remember that song?"

Before Shen Zhuo recovered from the beating heartbeat, he realized that there was a sentence passing by his ear. He raised his eyes and recalled the meaning of that sentence, nodded and replied: "Besides the lyrics, there are some Unfamiliar."

He hasn't started learning the singing part yet, if other people ask, Shen Zhuo will definitely deny it, but facing Song Linnan, he can't panic and can only answer truthfully.

He could see a glimmer of approval flashing in Song Linnan's eyes looking at him. Song Linnan's eyes are usually hard to see any emotions, so Shen Zhuo can catch any other emotions when he crosses them, and his heart is also Because of this point of praise became exhilarating.

Song Linnan answered softly "Yes", and the drooping eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow on the lower eyelid: "Then hum it again."

Shen Zhuo didn't understand Song Linnan's intentions, but he still obeyed. He recalled the tune and hummed the rhythm of "He" from his nasal cavity. From time to time, he added a few words of the lyrics he remembered, and hummed to the climax. Zhuo gradually sang with emotion.

Shen Zhuo didn't use his voice to sing. What he didn't know was that the simple nasal humming had already made Song Linnan admire him.

When Shen Zhuo finished the final note, Song Linnan's eyelashes trembled, and he asked, "Do you know what this song wants to express?"

Shen Zhuo nodded, and replied: "The country breaks the mountains and rivers, defends the family and the country."

Song Linnan glanced at Shen Zhuo and continued: "You have conveyed the emotion of the song, but not the dance."

Shen Zhuo frowned and thought about Song Linnan's words. He can express his feelings with songs, and he has always done so, but how to express them in dance is a big problem for a novice like him who is in contact with dance.

Song Linnan obviously also saw Shen Zhuo's question, and continued to analyze the meaning of "Combination" for him: "The country is ruined and the family is destroyed. What is the mood of the person who chooses the battlefield?"

Shen Zhuo lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, then replied, "Will death be your home?"

Song Linnan nodded in affirmation of his answer, and then said: "You can dance like this for a while."

"What?" Shen Zhuo didn't understand Song Linnan's words for a while, and asked unconsciously.

Song Linnan, who was about to go back to the dance studio, was stopped again by Shen Zhuo's question, turned sideways and said to him, "Dance with the emotion of seeing death as home."

Shen Zhuo realized that he was talking too much, and quickly agreed a few times to show that he heard it.

Seeing that he understood, Song Linnan didn't say anything more, pushed open the door and entered the practice room, followed by Shen Zhuo.

Just 10 minutes later, Liu Yuan's group in the training room was chatting enthusiastically about dance moves, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time, the atmosphere was very lively.

Li You controlled the end and calmed down Liu Yuan's group, and then started the second half of the class.

Li You spent most of the first half of the class teaching Shen Zhuo's group, so the focus of the second half of the class was shifted to Liu Yuan's group, and the teaching tasks on Shen Zhuo's side naturally fell to Song Linnan, who had the best grade.

Song Linnan stood in front of them with his back to the mirror, let Han Yang and the three of them go through it first, pointed out a few mistakes in details, and then it was Shen Zhuo's turn.

Facing Song Linnan, Shen Zhuo became tense involuntarily, just like a candidate facing an examiner, Shen Zhuo took a few deep breaths to relax himself, and tried to recall the movements that Li You had taught him many times in his mind.

However, his first movement of raising his foot was not in place. Don't shake his foot a few times and almost fell down. It was Song Linnan who stretched out his hand to help him stabilize himself.

Liu Yuan has been observing Shen Zhuo in private, seeing him almost falling down, he couldn't help laughing, lest others would not notice Shen Zhuo's ugly appearance.

Although Shen Zhuo said that facing Song Linnan, he was always cowardly from the bottom of his heart, but Liu Yuan, who can only move his mouth, could still beat ten of them one at a time. In addition, Liu Yuan still didn't know how to restrain himself from provocation again and again, so he wanted to punch him again. Hit up.

He did the same, turned around and walked towards Liu Yuan, but the next second he was caught by a hand with cold fingertips.

Shen Zhuo recovered his senses and looked at the owner of the hand. Song Linnan did not let go of his hand, and raised his eyes to glance at the cameras in every corner of the training room.

Although Song Linnan only said "training", his tone was soft, obviously meant to appease him, as if he was comforting a cat that was about to explode.

The scene of Song Linnan's hand rubbing his head in the corridor suddenly appeared in Shen Zhuo's mind, and he felt hot at the base of his ears. He didn't know what to do for a while, opened his mouth, and answered Song Linnan in a stuttering manner: "Okay... good."

Although he agreed to Song Linnan, under the blessing of his heartbeat and nervousness, he really couldn't dance under Song Linnan's gaze. Now he just felt that he needed to calm down, so he talked to Song Linnan and went straight to the bathroom.

There is a mirror no less than the size of the training room above the sink where the men's bathroom turns to wash their hands. Shen Zhuo looked up from the mirror and saw himself whose ears were dyed red.

He didn't care about the makeup on his face, he unscrewed the water pipe, wet his hands, and patted his face twice, and he quickly pulled most of his sanity back from the ice.

The cold water made him think of Song Linnan covering his side face with ice water, and the scene after scene was overlapping with Song Linnan's smiling scene. At some point, Song Linnan was everywhere in his time.

Shen Zhuo paused in the bathroom for a while before regaining his composure, but every time he recalled the beating heart in the corridor, he could still feel every collision clearly.

Shen Zhuo adjusted his mentality and returned to the practice room. As soon as he took a step, Liu Yuan's laughter came again accompanied by sarcasm.

Han Yang was adjusting the music rhythm of the player near the door. Hearing Liu Yuan's ridicule, he looked up at Shen Zhuo who entered the door, and immediately took out a pack of tissues from his bag and handed it to Shen Zhuo: "Wipe it quickly, you What did you go for?"

After listening to Han Yang's words, Shen Zhuo looked in the mirror in the training room, only to realize that the makeup on his face had already faded because he had applied two handfuls of water and rubbed it twice for some reason, and even some liquid foundation was mixed with clear water His chin brushed against the collar of his training suit.

Shen Zhuo didn't care much about his appearance, thanked Han Yang, dipped a tissue in the makeup remover, and simply wiped off the makeup.

Without foundation sticking to his face thickly, Shen Zhuo suddenly felt refreshed. At this time, he had already calmed down, walked up to Song Linnan, stretched his hands and feet, and shouted: "Brother, continue."

Song Linnan had his head down and listened to his excerpts of music with headphones on, only to look up at the person coming when he heard Shen Zhuo calling him.

What caught his eyes was a clean face, without any extra protrusions or depressions on the contours of the face. The eyes that were originally energetic after removing the makeup at the end of the eyes became clearer, and the bright lipstick was wiped off. The lip color gave Shen Zhuo a lot of youthful air.

Song Linnan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and took off the earphones, the thin bangs on his forehead blocked his fluctuating eyes, and replied softly: "Okay."