If I were you

It was dawn, and exo-m's dormitory was originally silent, allowing everyone to sleep soundly.However, at this moment, Wu Fan, who was sleeping in the living room, was being pulled up desperately by Zhang Yixing, who was also sleeping in the living room.

"Hmm... Xingxing..." Wu Fan squinted his eyes and muttered indistinctly: "It's only past six o'clock, don't drag me, good boy..."

Zhang Yixing was about to run away: "Wu Erfan, don't say I didn't remind you, your broken alarm clock starts to ring at six o'clock, and it rings every 5 minutes, and you press it once every time it rings. This is the time you set yourself. If you wake up If you don’t come, just change the time! If you are too lazy to change it, I will change it for you now! The alarm clock is gone, I still want to sleep! I was tired all day yesterday and I have to go to work today. You can Can't you let me sleep for a while?!"

Wu Fan paused for a while, not knowing whether he heard it or not, just when Zhang Yixing was about to smash the pillow, Wu Fan suddenly yawned, the corners of his eyes were also glistening with tears from the yawning, Wu Fan Fan tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked at Zhang Yixing, and said inarticulately: "Let me sleep for a while..."

Zhang Yixing threw the pillow down without hesitation.

"Wow..." Wu Fan's horrible voice came from under the pillow, Zhang Yixing touched Wu Fan's phone expressionlessly, unlocked and changed the alarm in one go.

"It doesn't matter, you can't afford to fall in love, anyway, it's not me who was caught by the ghost!" Zhang Yixing threw the quilt over his head in a fit of anger, and fell asleep drowsily.

An Qing, who was bored watching a movie, suddenly yelled in Wu Fan's ear as if she had exploded: "Old paper is not a ghost!!!"

Wu Fan turned over and stretched out his hand to press down the pillow covering his head. Although he couldn't completely block the magic sound from the depths of his soul, he was still very calm.Calmly looking for the true meaning of sleep.

Wu Fan woke up again because of the noise of people around him.

Wu Fan took a 180-degree look around with sleepy eyes, it turned out that everyone was rushing to the bathroom...

Wait a moment!Rush for the bathroom? !Wu Fan hurriedly got up from the sofa, only to see that Zhang Yixing, who was supposed to be lying on the other side, had disappeared, and everyone else had almost finished washing and packing their things.

Wu Fan hurriedly went to find his cell phone, only to find that it was showing [-]:[-].

Wu Fan blinked his eyes twice, then quickly rushed into the bathroom, threw Luhan out of it, who had just washed his face and hadn't had time to wipe it off, and then quickly started to wash.

Luhan silently took the towel from Zhang Yixing, rubbed his face fiercely, and then looked at Zhang Yixing expressionlessly: "What's wrong with this guy?"

Zhang Yixing looked at Luhan innocently, completely at a loss.

The corners of Lu Han's mouth twitched, it wasn't the first time the captain lost his nerve these two days, so he remained calm.

Zhang Yixing sneered in his heart, telling you not to get up!deserve it!

In the end, Wu Fan still left the big team behind. He didn't take care of his hair, so he put on a hat and rushed to the company first.

Although he got up late, he still had to express his attitude. He had to arrive at the company earlier than the others, so that he could leave early with peace of mind!

An Qing sneered at Wu Fan's actions.

"That's why I said, it's really a bad habit to stay in bed." An Qing extremely dislikes someone who, as the captain, still loves to sleep in so much.

Wu Fan explained seriously: "Sleeping is one of my hobbies."

So An Qing inexplicably remembered her high school, the period when class time was always bed time.

For Wu Fan, who is not the lead singer, the practice of the new song is relatively easy, but compared to the last mini album, he has two songs with more rap parts this time. The wolf he is practicing now can be said to be the most tangled for him. up.

Looking at the content of the lyrics, no matter the Korean part or the Chinese part, he has an urge to cry.

Sighing deeply, Wu Fan's strong heart trained because of the "ghost upper body" was fully displayed at this time.

Isn't it just a woo?It's not like he hasn't whined before, so what's he afraid of?

There is a saying that a serious man is the most handsome.

For a man who is already terribly handsome, once he gets serious, he can really kill mortals in seconds.

At this time, An Qing was within the range of being killed in seconds.

Wu Fan practiced singing in front of a mirror, so that he could also practice the expressions that should be matched to each sentence at the same time. An Qing watched Wu Fan practice in complete amazement.

This was An Qing's first experience of Wu Fan singing rap in person. Although she had seen Wu Fan's performance in a video before, she didn't associate the boy on the computer with her body at all.

But now, looking at the young man practicing seriously in the mirror, An Qing suddenly had an illusion.

This is not a practice room, this is the stage in the center of the world.

This boy exudes his own unique charm and conquers the world.

This is the so-called, born star, born focus.

At this moment, An Qing suddenly understood why this boy group had so many fans less than a year after their debut.

Like them, sometimes, it only takes a second.

Throughout the morning, Wu Fan was practicing non-stop, and the practice didn't stop until An Qing's upper body.

An Qing and other teammates greeted each other, and sneaked back to the dormitory on the grounds that their bodies had not recovered.

For the first time, An Qing didn't go to the bathroom to look in the mirror. As soon as she got back to her bedroom, she locked the door, sat on the bed, and said to Wu Fan seriously: "Wu Fan, I want to learn to sing and dance, and I want to learn to rap."

Wu Fan froze for a moment, a little dazed: "What?"

"I've thought about it." An Qing's voice was slightly low: "What if we want to be together for a long time, what should we do? You can't always go to the company in the morning, perform in the morning, and catch up in the morning." Announcement? Your body itself has that kind of memory point. There are not so many things left for me to learn. It’s like I can’t understand Korean even though I don’t know it. I just need to practice. .So, I need you to teach me. Tell me how to practice."

Wu Fan was silent for a long time, so long that An Qing thought he would not answer.But when An Qing was about to give up, she heard that slightly familiar voice: "If you want to practice, it's mainly rap and dance. Before the new album comes back, there will inevitably be other stages where you need to sing songs from the mini album. So the first thing you need to learn is the few songs in the mini album, and if you go deeper, you need to learn the skills of official speeches. Don’t forget, I am the captain.”

So in the next step, under Wu Fan's guidance, An Qing dug out a few thick books from the cabinet.

"How to be a good captain", "Seventy steps to become a captain", "How to become a captain", "Why is the captain like a father, a mother and a grandfather? ", "The Necessary Conditions to Be a Good Captain", "The Beliefs You Should Uphold as a Captain"...

An Qing pawed at the small paper box, and took out the books one by one. All the domineering images about Wu Yifan that she had imagined because she saw someone practicing before were all shattered.

Especially when she saw the last few books in the mezzanine, An Qing was completely restless.

"Ten Ways to Learn to Fly", "History of Flying Development", "Basic Sketch", "Compendium of Stick Figures", "Chinese Text Posts - Three Hundred Tang Poems", "Complete Love Letters - How to Write Love Letters"... …

Well, now it's not just as simple as a shattered image, An Qing is completely convinced that this guy is a bastard...

"Xiao Fanfan, tell me, to study how people can fly in the sky like birds... What is your purpose?" An Qing flipped through the general content of the book, feeling very helpless.

"Have you ever seen a dragon that can't fly?" Wu Fan said as a matter of course: "Just because I can't fly now doesn't mean I won't fly in the future. I just need to practice. Next time, I can show it to fans." .”

"..." An Qing sighed deeply, and then said: "This skill is too high-end, and I probably won't be able to learn it in my lifetime, so I decided that I won't learn this from you... You should work hard on your own It's..."

"I didn't expect you to learn it either." Wu Fan said contemptuously, "IQ is flawed."

An Qing began to grind her teeth, feeling extremely depressed, but in the next second, she found a way to vent.

"This kind of font..." An Qing looked at the copied words on the copybook with distaste: "It's better for you to practice more. My font is standard regular script. If I'm asked to write something, it's easy to reveal my secrets."

Wu Fan didn't care about An Qing's teasing at all, and just said calmly: "I know myself, I'm good at writing and drawing, I just need to practice, but it's you, other things are fine, and you need to practice signing. Right? In case you need to sign instead of me... Hey, my future, I really can't see hope..."

An Qing was speechless immediately: "It's obvious that your handwriting is too ugly, so can you blame me for the beautiful writing?"

"Well, I suddenly felt that I'm not narcissistic at all, really." Wu Fan came to a firm conclusion.