Debut foil plan

Outside the window is a large expanse of lush camphor trees, and the cicadas can already be heard in the hot summer season. On a scorching afternoon, two teenagers in the house are looking at each other, asking about the joy that is most difficult to express in the obscure youth. .

Shen Zhuo supported the side of the bed with both hands, and looked up at Song Linnan who stood at the door of 201 with trembling eyes. He heard his already calm heartbeat, and after Song Linnan's inquiry, he rampaged on his chest even harder.

Shen Zhuo didn't move a single glance, fearing that if he blinked, he might miss a trace of emotion in the person in front of him, he opened his mouth, and with the tip of his tongue curled slightly, he gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

Song Linnan's upper eyelids drooped slightly, and a drop of water from the tip of his hair fell on the tip of Song Linnan's nose. At that moment, Song Linnan's eyelashes trembled slightly with the water drop.

From Shen Zhuo's perspective, it looks like a drop of salty tears.

Shen Zhuo didn't want to see Song Linnan's current appearance, even if it was just a drop of water by coincidence, his heart trembled when he saw it, he turned his eyes and asked, "Where's brother?"

Do you have someone you like?he asked.

Song Linnan's raised Danfeng eyes were long and narrow, and his slender eyelashes were raised. He looked at Shen Zhuo again, and both of them seemed to have stopped breathing.

Only Song Linnan replied: "It seems to be there now."

Everything was silent in the room, and there was a sound of a needle falling.

"What kind of person is he?" Shen Zhuo asked.

"Gentle." Song Linnan replied.

Shen Zhuo smiled, recalled the question-and-answer session a few days ago, looked over and asked, "Do you have a field you like?"

Song Linnan's lips parted and then closed again, which seemed to be an extremely difficult question for him to answer.

Shen Zhuo was almost sure that the person was him, but there was a sudden sound of the doorknob turning on the door of room 401.

Lin He'an and Yu Mo walked in from the door.

Song Linnan obviously also heard the sound of the door opening, but in the end he didn't say anything. He turned and entered the door of 201, and then there was a sound of a hair dryer operating.

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and Shen Zhuo only felt that there was a stuffiness in his chest that had nowhere to go.

Lin He'an passed through the long and thin hallway, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Shen Zhuo sitting on the bed, and cursed unconsciously: "Little bastard runs so fast! Did you hit a ghost?"

Shen Zhuo, who was interrupted, was holding his breath, and couldn't help but utter nonsense: "I've been bewitched all day long, have you never heard of the successors of socialism who don't believe in ghosts and gods?"

As soon as Lin He'an heard it, he was about to give Shen Zhuo a hard head: "The wings are hard, aren't they?"

Shen Zhuo suddenly found that Lin Hean was involved in his emotions inexplicably, and quickly changed his face to be ridiculous: "That's not true, it's all because of you, brother."

Lin He'an was in a good mood when he realized that what happened just now seemed like nothing had happened. With a big wave of his hand, he ran to the balcony to cut fruit for his brother.

Yu Mo passed by Shen Zhuo's bedside, and tentatively wanted to speak, but in the end he turned around and entered 201 without asking anything.

Until the door of 201 was completely closed, Shen Zhuo could still hear the words Song Linnan said, "It seems to be there now".

The scorching noon is always the easiest time to get drowsy. The lazy drowsiness crawled heavily on Shen Zhuo's eyelids. He faced the closed door of 201, with a slight smile on his mouth, and fell into a deep sleep hugging the corner of his quilt. .

When he woke up, Lin and Anqie's fruits were placed on his bedside. People from 401 went to the training room early, and he was the only one left.

He was not in the mood to eat the fruit, so he sat up on the bed, rubbed his curly hair twice and lifted the quilt.

When you get out of bed sideways, you are facing the door of 201.

Shen Zhuo put on his shoes and walked to the door of 201, the hand that was about to knock on the door was halfway up but stopped, the curled fingers re-clamped firmly and hung back to the side, and finally did not knock on the next door.

Shen Zhuo washed briefly, looked at the mineral water on the bedside, picked it up and looked at the bottle, thought for a while and then put it down.

He stood at the door of 201 again, summoned up the courage to knock on the door, knocked twice and said, "Brother, I'm leaving first, don't be late!"

Before waiting for an answer from inside, Shen Zhuo immediately turned around and ran to the training room.

It was just a simple greeting, without face to face, Shen Zhuo thought about Song Linnan's appearance, his heartbeat almost beat the sound of his footsteps.

Shen Zhuo pushed open the door of the training room in a good mood, but he soon stopped laughing, and instead his face was red from ears to neck.

Song Linnan had already arrived at the training room and was doing his own killing part smoothly.

Only one of Song Linnan's feet was on the ground, and the other leg was lifted upwards. With both hands on the ground, he did a push-up slowly, and then let go of one hand supporting the ground, and then stood up again after rotating with one hand.

The movements are done in one go, clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

The moment Song Linnan stood firm, the three members of their group applauded excitedly, and even Li You couldn't help admiring.

From the beginning to the end, Song Linnan never looked at him.

Seeing Shen Zhuo who came late, Li You glanced at the watch on his wrist, pointed to him at the door and said, "One minute late, come earlier next time."

Shen Zhuo's eyes were covered with disappointment, but he still didn't forget to nod in response to Li You.

Li You is not a preoccupied teacher. Seeing that they were all here, he didn't teach him any more, and directly said the task for the afternoon: "You all practice all your dances this afternoon, and tomorrow we will line up and dance as a whole."

After Li You finished speaking, he walked out, and he did not forget to remind him: "You guys practice first, I'll go and see Liu Yuan and his team."

Shen Zhuo and the others agreed, and Li You went straight out the door after hearing it.

After Song Linnan's set of movements, beads of sweat already appeared on his forehead, Shen Zhuo didn't walk in his direction, but put on his earphones and practiced alone in front of the mirror.

Halfway through the practice, Shen Zhuo realized that he was angry. He was angry that Song Linnan didn't wait for him, and didn't take the initiative to talk to him, but he thought that he didn't wait for Song Linnan, so he was discouraged again. He didn't know who to blame.

Shen Zhuo was sullen, and his dancing steps were messed up.

With a "pop", Li You's small bamboo pole hit Shen Zhuo's calf.

Shen Zhuo turned around and looked at Li You who was holding a bamboo pole, and looked at her with lovely and pitiful eyes as if changing his face, Li You's anger when he mentioned his chest disappeared most of the time.

"Ms. Li, come back so soon?" Shen Zhuo tried to change the subject with a sullen face.

Li You pretended not to mention it, and complained: "The director's team arranged a classroom without air conditioning for Liu Yuan's team, let alone me, they sweat all over when they move."

After she finished speaking, Shen Zhuo saw a few beads of sweat on the tip of Li You's nose.

Shen Zhuo thought about the 30-degree sky in his mind, the sun outside, and the training room of Liu Yuan and his group was full of seven elders, and there was no air conditioning, so he couldn't help but sigh.

The eighth floor of Liu Yuan's training room was selected by Song Linnan, why did he think he had discovered his brother's hidden attributes.

Seeing his wandering appearance, Li You changed the subject, took a bamboo pole and tapped his leg again, and said, "Don't change the subject for me, look at you, it's been two days, you were taught by Song Linnan this morning It’s hard to look like it, and it’s returned to him this afternoon?”

When Shen Zhuo heard this, he twitched the corners of his mouth with a smirk, thinking, I can still train well without mentioning this name, are you playing me sincerely?

Even though he thought so, Shen Zhuo still had a smile on his face and hurriedly admitted his mistake: "Practice this, practice this."

Shen Zhuo already had the face of a little sheep, and he was good at acting, so he assured Li You that he wouldn't bother to argue with him.

Shen Zhuo glanced at Song Linnan who was training alone through the mirror. Even though his dance steps had been perfected, he still danced repeatedly. Every rhythm of this dance seemed to be born for him, perfectly fitting, There is no slight difference.

Song Linnan attracted Shen Zhuo's gaze time and time again, making him forget to breathe.

As time passed, Shen Zhuo threw out the messy thoughts from his mind. Song Linnan was still practicing, so what right did he have to be lazy?

He stood in front of the mirror, pressed the "Start" button on the player, and the earphones slowed down a bit and the tune of "Combined" sounded. He followed Song Linnan and Li You's teachings and carefully went through his own solo dance.

Shen Zhuo tried to jump a few times, but he always got stuck at one movement. He let out a breath and sat down against the mirror weakly. The sweat on his face had already formed a line and slid down the contours of his neck to the skin under his neckline. Large slices were wet.

The hot and humid sweat made Shen Zhuo uncomfortable for a while, he took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket, and was about to open it, when a cold and familiar chill stuck to the side of his face.

Shen Zhuo raised his head reflexively and was about to call "Brother", but found that the person who came was not Song Linnan.

Han Yang saw Shen Zhuo's disappointed expression when he saw him, and then a common saying came to mind - "hot face sticks cold butt".

"I'll go, what's your expression?" Han Yang asked with raised eyebrows.

Shen Zhuo smiled dryly, took the cold water, and said, "Thank you, it's nothing, I was taken aback by the ice."

Han Yang didn't continue to ask about this trivial matter, nodded and said, "Someone is looking for you outside the door, but you didn't hear it while you were wearing earphones. I have called you several times."

Shen Zhuo frowned, he couldn't imagine who would look for him at this time, but he still agreed and said, "Thanks, I'll go right away."

Shen Zhuo put down the mineral water and walked towards the door of the training room. When he passed by Song Linnan, he looked over unconsciously. Song Linnan's beautiful brows were tightly frowned, and those pair of phoenixes on the top were as cold as a cold pool that had been frozen for thousands of years. Shen Zhuo With just one glance, the coldness brought by those eyes made him feel the coolness brought by the hot summer day.

Even the teammates who wanted to ask for advice on dance steps were persuaded by Song Linnan's eyes and the aura radiating from his body.

Shen Zhuo didn't understand Song Linnan's sudden respectful attitude, and he didn't understand why the conversation that stopped abruptly went in the opposite direction.

Shouldn't all this be going in a good direction?Why go further and further away instead?

No one can answer his question, he can only not think about it.

Shen Zhuo only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and when he came back to his senses, he had already left the training room.

In addition to Director Lin, there was a couple standing at the door, both in their 40s. The woman was well maintained and looked like a rich wife. The man was tall and thin, not rich at all, and looked dignified.

Director Lin saw Shen Zhuo coming out of the training room, and introduced: "These two are You Chi's parents. I heard that you saved him, and I came here to thank you."

As soon as Director Lin finished speaking, the woman took a step forward and gave Shen Zhuo a hug. Tears were still in the corners of her eyes when she let go of him: "Thank you, child. If it weren't for you, my Xiao Chi wouldn't know what to do."

Shen Zhuo hadn't dealt with this kind of situation yet, he touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said, "Auntie, you don't need to thank me, you should do it."

Shen Zhuo paused for a moment, then continued to ask: "How is You Chi doing now?"

When the woman heard this, Li Hua burst into tears: "Xiao Chi's fate is fatal. Fortunately, he was treated early, so it's nothing serious."

The appearance of the woman provoked her husband next to her to speak: "It's alright, alright, Xiao Chi is fine, don't cry, what does this look like!"

Although the man said so, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his wife's tears with duplicity, and continued: "Hurry up and be serious, I have a meeting to attend, so don't delay."

The woman complained for a while: "What time is it! Still thinking about a meeting! Is it important to have a son?!"

The two were arguing, but Shen Zhuo was envious of the love hidden under the quarrel, even if he said disgusting words, his hands were full of details that both cared about.

Shen Zhuo persuaded the two of them, and hurriedly interrupted the scene where they continued to sprinkle dog food, and said, "As long as You Chi is fine, uncle and aunt, I will go in first if there is nothing to do, and continue training."

Shen Zhuo was really not used to this kind of occasion, so he found a reason and wanted to run away, but Yu Chi's mother caught him again, and only heard her say: "Auntie... I want you to do me a favor."

Shen Zhuo stopped in his tracks and nodded: "You tell me, I'll try my best if I can."

When the woman heard this, she clapped her hands and boasted, "What a good boy."

Shen Zhuo: "Tell me."

"It's like this. Youchi will come back next week to continue training with you. At that time, Auntie hopes that you can change to share a dormitory with him."

The woman's words came to Shen Zhuo's ears word by word, and his first reaction was to refuse, not to mention helping Lin He'an, even Song Linnan alone.

Thinking of this, he turned his head uncontrollably, wanting to take a peek at Song Linnan through the transparent glass on the door, but he didn't want to look at Song Linnan who was opening the door when he raised his eyes.

Song Linnan pushed open the door of the training room and glanced at Shen Zhuo. The intimidating chill in his eyes was gone, replaced by a thoroughness.

Song Linnan stopped beside him, swore his sovereignty, and said, "Sorry, he won't change bed."