The villain's uncle really doesn't steal the family property

He Xi casually glanced at the ugly word "He Xi" written on the war letter, and calmly rubbed the war letter back to the way it was when he received it from He Sheng, and then put it in his trouser pocket.

Are all the trainees in the high-ranking area so idle?

He Xi couldn't figure it out.

"Hmph, you haven't been gone for long, at least three people have come to see you! Those who don't know may think what's wrong with us here." He Sheng sneered, remembering that He Xi just laughed at his autistic words and got angry, now he doesn't Politely, he filled up the sarcasm between his words, "Why, are you scared?"

He Xi laughed, almost thinking he heard it wrong: "Afraid?"

If you said you were afraid, you would look down on He Xi too much.

He Xi has been a C artist for so many years, and he has never been afraid of this aspect.

But at this moment, He Xi only felt that this challenge letter was extremely naive, and he didn't want to play this kind of housekeeping game with these children at all, so facing He Sheng's provocation, He Xi simply followed He Sheng's meaning She nodded and said, "Well, I'm really scared."

He Sheng:?

As a result, this operation was directly impossible for He Sheng.

If it was in the past, why wouldn't the crane blow up right away?

"You caught a cold two days ago, did you have a fever?" He Sheng couldn't figure out what He Xi was thinking now. He could only guess that He Xi was sick and stupid and couldn't go back, but on second thought, this idea was too much. Xuan Huan could only test He Xi in disbelief again, hoping that He Xi could get angry with him, "In the past three generations of my He family, there is no one as cowardly as you."

"Now there is." He Xi glanced at He Sheng indifferently, in order to prove that he was really "scared", he even nodded again and again, and calmly said: "I am really disgraced by the old He family."

He Sheng: "..."

"Let's not talk about it, you two are like brothers." After watching the play for a long time, the staff finally couldn't help interjecting.

Hearing this, He Sheng sneered, thinking he was more than a real brother, if he dared to call He Xi his brother, would he be beaten to death by his father?

He Xi also laughed it off, and stopped talking about this kind of topic with the staff, but turned on the stereo again and hummed along with the rhythm.

As the cold is getting better, the voice of Hexi is more suitable for the song "Winter" than the so-called smoky voice at the beginning. Although it is not as sexy as before, it always gives people an inexplicable alienation Feeling, but also more immersive.

Crane's breath is clearly just standing in the center of the practice room in a blue training suit, practicing singing expressionlessly, but whether it is the staff in the practice room or the trainees passing by outside the door, they will stop their eyes when they hear the singing. Standing on He Xi, they discussed with their companions with amazed expressions.

After the song was over, He Xi saw through the floor-to-ceiling mirror the burning light in He Sheng's unyielding eyes, and knew that the desire to win in He Sheng's heart had been aroused by him.

"Are you coming?" He Xi gestured the microphone in He Sheng's direction.

He Sheng got up, snatched the microphone from He Xi without hesitation, and waited for the prelude of "Winter" with a cold face and no expression.

He Xi found a corner and sat down, with He Sheng's subwoofer next to his ear.

He Sheng has a good voice, and that superior voice is hitting the ear drums of everyone at the scene. When He Sheng is singing, He Xi can even see the staff smiling gratifyingly from the corner of his eyes.

Soon, He Sheng sang to the point where he was struggling a few minutes ago, and the staff couldn't help but get nervous.

But He Sheng may have found a solution after hearing He Xi sing it once, and He Sheng broke through his bottleneck smoothly this time.

Seeing this, the staff also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, for them, He Xi just showed He Sheng once, and He Sheng was able to break through by himself. It is true that he is a genius. After this time, He Sheng has done perfectly enough.

But the staff are laymen after all, and He Sheng's performance is far from enough for He Xi.

Seeing that He Sheng had already started singing for the second time, He Xi took out the anonymous letter of challenge from his pocket, slammed it carefully, and finally aimed at He Sheng's back when He Sheng sang to the point of "horn tip". Throw it over hard.

He Sheng paused, and his voice sank for a while.

Because of this, He Sheng finally hit the point.

He Xi nodded contentedly, and was about to hear what was wrong with He Sheng, but He Sheng's subsequent singing was all stuck.

The extremely fast accompaniment continued to play, He Sheng almost missed to catch up, and he could only keep singing while stumbling after he managed to catch up.

The more He Sheng sang, the darker his complexion became, and in the end he simply ignored it. As soon as the microphone was thrown away, he picked up the ball of paper and walked angrily to He Xi's side, kicked He Xi lightly, and threw the ball of paper in He Xi's hand as well. Rest on the body.

"Can't you let me finish singing again?" He Sheng became angrier as he thought about it.

He finally found some feeling!

He Xi picked up the ball of paper and raised his head innocently, only then did he realize that any external factor could interfere with He Sheng.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

He Xi was about to explain, but before he opened his mouth, he saw He Sheng's fists clenched tightly. If it wasn't for the camera, this guy would have greeted him immediately.

Little heartless.

"Why don't you calm down first?" Of course, He Xi couldn't fight He Sheng here, so he made a place for He Sheng after thinking about it, "You can actually catch up with him immediately after you find the feeling just now."

"I know." He Sheng sat down next to He Xi irritably.

Of course he understands that He's breathing is to help him find the feeling, but the problem is that he can't stabilize.It may be the reason why he grew up together since he was a child. All actions of He Xi will affect him, and he can't control himself at all.

He Sheng was furious: "If I can connect, can I still be so angry?"

Crane breath: "..."

For a long time, this kid is angry with himself?

He Xi was speechless and choked, and he patted He Sheng casually, blowing the hair on the top of his head.

"Where are you stroking the dog?" He Sheng grabbed He Xi's wrist, so angry that he wouldn't let go.

He Xi struggled for a couple of times, seeing that He Sheng's strength was really great, and if he struggled again, it would only hurt more, so he didn't bother to move anymore, but threw the paper ball to the center of the practice room again, nodding his head as a signal, with a very soft voice, "go."

He Sheng: "..."

He Sheng understood.

This is for him to pick things up.

Crane's breath is intentional.

"Do you really think I'm a dog?" He Sheng couldn't stand the grievance, and immediately pushed He Xi aside cursingly and rode on by himself, which was bound to give He Xi a good look, "You accept fate, we have been fighting since we were young Daddy, you never beat me, this time I won’t spare you whatever you say, unless you give me a little trouble.”

He Xi was too lazy to resist, and lay lazily on the cold floor of the practice room, unable to hear clearly, "What are you driving?"

"Teach me until you come to the stage." He Sheng has never bowed his head to He Xi, and now he is a little embarrassed to ask He Xi for help, "Lin Xiasang has nothing to help me, Senior Brother Gu Xiu Busy with work and often absent..."

Now the crane breath understood.

Is this asking him to be He Sheng's third tutor?

"Let go of me first." He breathed and moved his wrist.

"You agree first." He Sheng clenched even tighter.

He sighed and smiled: "Are you begging me?"

He Sheng was unreasonable: "I didn't beg you, I was talking to you about conditions."

He Sheng: "..."

Damn kid.

He Sheng has been irritable since he was a child, and he often got into fights at school. He Xi has no idea how strong his fighting power is.

In fact, He Xi didn't mean that he was afraid of fighting with He Sheng, but he knew that if they really fought, they would lose both sides. He Xi didn't think it was necessary, and he didn't want to fight casually under the camera.

After thinking for a while, He Xi agreed to He Sheng's request, thinking that after all, he is a "nephew" and a teammate. He often gives Zhong Hanning and Song Ting'an a small treat, and it's the same for an extra He Sheng.

"Then the rest time after dinner?" He Sheng's complexion gradually improved, and he finally let go of He's breath.

"At night?" He breathed out thinking of Mo Xuchen, "Maybe not."

He Sheng immediately frowned: "Why?"

He Xi: "I promised a kid."

As soon as the words fell, He Sheng's face, which had just calmed down, darkened visibly to the naked eye.

Crane breath: "..."

Not really, really not.