Debut foil plan

Zhou Wei explained a few words and left their training room. Before leaving, he also told the staff not to remove all the electronic pianos used for teaching, and leave them for Shen Zhuo's teaching.

Han Yang leaned against Shen Zhuo with a look of "so that's the case": "I didn't expect it, it's hidden very deep?"

Shen Zhuo smiled and sat in front of the electronic piano, skillfully pressed a few keys, and a string of tunes that completely matched "Combination" sounded in the training room, smooth and skillful.

Shen Zhuo knows how to play musical instruments. Since he learned music when he was a child, he has the talent to integrate all the musical instruments into one. For him, these musical instruments are always the same. He can make music by himself, not to mention the piano and electronic organ, which must be learned, are easy for him.

Seeing that Shen Zhuo was hiding something, Han Yang continued to ask: "Although your strength may not be as good as Yu Mo's, it is definitely not a problem to surpass Chen Changxing. No wonder Brother Lin chose you to join the team."

Han Yang only thinks that this is all of Shen Zhuo's abilities. To others, this is already a very high evaluation, surpassing the evaluation of Class A.

Shen Zhuo didn't continue to answer Han Yang's words, the discomfort caused by his illness made him instinctively cough twice, Han Yang thought it was Shen Zhuo who made him keep a low profile, and shut up cooperatively.

Seeing that Han Yang was honest, Shen Zhuo played the piano on his own.

Shen Zhuo's fingers are long and slender, just like his own person, the joints are tall and thin like a teenager, but they don't look thin, they are as clean as burnt transparent white porcelain.

The slender fingers rolled on the black and white keys, and the rhythm control was as smooth and precise as Song Linnan's control of the dance steps. When the song reached the climax, the rhythm of Shen Zhuo's performance increased significantly with the tempo, and the playing fingers flexibly tapped each key. The powerful tone made people hear the chilling atmosphere on the battlefield. Everyone in the training room stopped what they were doing for a moment and looked at Shen Zhuo, even the filming staff were no exception.

Song Linnan was still holding the lyrics in his hand, and he watched Shen Zhuo sitting on the seat where Zhou Wei sat and performing his understanding of the song on the electronic piano.He suddenly thought of the hot kiss last night, just like the feeling Shen Zhuo himself gave him, unpredictable and could not help approaching.

His young man was shining brightly in front of the piano, making Song Linnan reluctant to look away.

At the end of the song, unanimous applause came from the training room.

Han Yang was the first to open his mouth, and before letting go of his clapping hands, he said, "Ah, you are so good at playing. We train together every day. I haven't seen you practice before, have you?"

Shen Zhuo pointed to the music score standing upright, and said, "It's not here anymore."

Han Yang still didn't believe it, and continued to ask: "Can it be the same! You are too skilled!"

Shen Zhuo flipped through the sheet music and said, "You can do it even if you play a lot."

Han Yang was unwilling to let go, his face was full of disbelief, Shen Zhuo emphasized again that "practice makes perfect" to bring this matter to light.

Shen Zhuo pointed out some mistakes in the singing part to Han Yang and the other two team members, and taught some specific skills. With the guidance of other vocal teachers, the day's class was over.

Song Linnan didn't participate in the whole process, but just listened quietly, and occasionally hummed a few lines along with Shen Zhuo's piano playing. Although his voice was still deep and cold, there were slight ups and downs in emotion, and Shen Zhuo would occasionally slow down his playing. The piano played and Song Linnan kept up with the rhythm, and the two tacitly maintained this delicate balance.

During the break at noon, Shen Zhuo did not see Song Linnan in the cafeteria.

When he returned to the dormitory, a cup of warm water and two pills were placed by his bedside. He did not put them there intact like in the morning. The position that can be seen at a glance seems to say "Look, I am obediently taking medicine, you should find me and make up".

Shen Zhuo's temper comes and goes quickly, and the nature of an adolescent boy is still doing whatever he wants.

However, Shen Zhuo's small thoughts went to waste, because Song Linnan didn't go back to the dormitory all afternoon.

Shen Zhuo didn't see Song Linnan until after lunch and training until ten o'clock in the evening.

Shen Zhuo was the first one to run back to the dormitory, the dormitory was still dark, the lights were not turned on, and there was no light from 201 through the crack of the door.

Song Linnan hasn't come back yet.

Feeling a bit disappointed, he turned on the light in 401, sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking of the night before yesterday when he swore that "neither owes anything to the other", he just felt a pain in his face.

Unknowingly, Song Linnan not only infiltrated his life, but also infiltrated every pore of his body, controlling his emotions.

Shen Zhuo sighed and threw all the worn training clothes into the washing machine, pressed the timer and took the pajamas into the bathroom.

The sound of the rain in the bathroom rang in Shen Zhuo's ears, covering up all the sounds outside. The warm water slid down his hair and over his face, and finally the water outlet hole on the ground did not know where it was. where.

Shen Zhuo turned off Yusa, and the surroundings became quiet for a moment.

Shen Zhuo applied shampoo on his wet hair. The quiet environment made the sound of 401's door opening particularly obvious. Shen Zhuo's hand rubbing the top of his hair stopped slowly. He thought carefully about the time, and it wasn't Yu Mo, Lin Hean who came back. Time, footsteps are not like Zhang Ye and Zheng Yang.

He had a strong premonition that the person who came back was Song Linnan.

Shen Zhuo finished shampooing indiscriminately, turned on Yuza again to rinse off the foam on his head, but remembered a song that Song Linnan often sang wrongly during the day.

Song Linnan's control of the tone is extremely stable, not inferior to Shen Zhuo, but Song Linnan's cold style makes him even sing like music synthesized by a machine, accurate, neat, and stable, but without human emotion.

So Shen Zhuo recalled Song Linnan's personal passages, and sang while taking a shower with his eyes closed.

He deliberately raised his voice and sang it several times, hoping to give Song Linnan some enlightenment in this obscure way.

While singing, Shen Zhuo rinsed off the foam from his hair. The moment he closed Yusa, he heard the sliding door of 201 being pushed and pulled.

The towel Shen Zhuo was wiping his hair covered his slightly raised mouth, and Song Linnan heard his song.

He knew that Song Linnan could understand his intentions, so he didn't ask, and hid his little thoughts secretly.

Shen Zhuo came out from the bathroom door, 401 was still empty, and the sound of the washing machine stopped early.

He walked to the balcony, fished out the clothes from the washing machine, just hung up the clothes hangers and picked them up on the clothes rail of the balcony, when the lights on the balcony were turned off, Shen Zhuo reflexively turned his head to look at the position of the waiting switch, But a pair of hands passed through his arms and wrapped around his waist.

The dim environment made him instinctively resist approaching people. Song Linnan's unique fragrance spread into his olfactory range and made him restrain his turning trajectory. After knowing who was hugging him, his body froze in place uncontrollably, tightly Every nerve was tense, and the place where Song Linnan's skin touched was scorching hot.

Song Linnan rested his chin on his neck, breathing sideways on his face, the heartbeats of the two played against each other in the dark environment, composing a love song of a midsummer night.

Song Linnan moved slightly, the tip of his nose touched his ear, and said, "I saw the medicine and heard the song, so let's stop being angry, okay?"

Song Linnan's words had a strong nasal voice, his low voice covered his exhausted hoarseness, and he whispered in his ear like coaxing a child.

"Okay" came out of Song Linnan's mouth. The cold pampering made Shen Zhuo feel his heart tremble. This tenderness was like a poisonous poppy to him. It can be lost forever, let alone this kind of inquiry with a request.

Don't say whether he wants to answer, even if Song Linnan said to jump down from here together, he might nod as if he was bewitched.

"Okay." Shen Zhuo replied.

Shen Zhuo could feel a gust of warm wind passing by his ears after he answered, Song Linnan smiled, and the breath of his smile was like honey, which made Shen Zhuo feel sweet.

Shen Zhuo let go of his strength, leaned into Song Linnan's arms, and called out, "Brother."

Song Linnan replied lazily, "Huh?"

Shen Zhuo paused for a moment and asked, "Why did you figure it out?"

Song Linnan hugged him tightly again, and replied, "It's not that I've figured it out, it's that I'm out of control."

Shen Zhuo was obviously not satisfied with the answer, turned to look at Song Linnan, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Linnan let go of the hands around his waist, leaned against the white wall of the balcony, and pulled Shen Zhuo closer to him: "You know all about it."

The corners of Shen Zhuo's mouth rose slightly, as if he wanted to break the casserole and ask the end: "I want to listen to you."

Song Linnan looked at Shen Zhuo who looked like a little sheep in front of him, but had a fox tail, and nodded patiently and answered one by one: "Skip class to come back to see you, buy you medicine, I can't help but kiss you back."

He could hear the pampering in Song Linnan's tone clearly, and he could hear the "you" at the end of every sentence in detail. Shen Zhuo was intoxicated by Song Linnan's unique tenderness and couldn't extricate himself, nor did he want to extricate himself.

"Brother." Shen Zhuo recovered from Song Linnan's gentle emotions, and called out in the dim environment.

"Huh?" Song Linnan responded, thinking that there was something wrong with his little fox.

"Brother." Shen Zhuo called again.

Song Linnan then understood what the person in front of him meant, his smiling eyes slightly bent, his thin lips moved slightly, and he replied, "I'm here."

Even though they were in a dark environment, the two people looked at each other with dazzling stars in their eyes. Shen Zhuo looked at Song Linnan's gentle appearance, and felt that his instinctive breathing almost made him forget.

Song Linnan lowered his eyes to look at Shen Zhuo's lips, and unexpectedly kissed Shen Zhuo's lips in the next second. On the dark balcony, the two teenagers kissed in the moonlight in a youthful and confused way. tangled breathing.

This time it is not a strong revenge and plunder by any side, it is a tentative taste, it is the obscure thoughts in youth, and it is the release of the most sincere feelings of each other.