Bamboo horse falling from the sky

The teenagers practiced harder in the last month, staying in the company every day from early to dark, even late at night, they dare not relax, they must maintain the best condition.

Ling Tongqian is the one who stays up most often. Most of the time when his brothers and sisters go home to rest, he still continues to practice in the company.He only has one month, and Mr. Zhang won this month for him, so he must use the shortest time to prove his strength.

Every time Ling Tongqian worked overtime, Bai Chumu would stay with him, without exception.Teacher Xiaobai also wants to do his best to help Ling Tongqian improve.

"Xiaobai, why don't you rest for a while." Considering Bai Chumu's back injury, Ling Tongqian was worried that his back injury would recur again, and didn't want him to be overworked.

"I'm not tired." Bai Chumu smiled, thinking that Ling Tongqian was afraid that he would be tired.

"I'm worried about your back injury." Ling Tongqian said helplessly, and forcibly pulled Bai Chumu to sit on the cushion beside him, and then continued to practice dancing by himself.

"Oh, it's okay. My back injury is not serious." Bai Chumu didn't want Ling Tongqian to worry too much, so he waved his hands pretending to be relaxed.

Teacher Xiaobai was stubborn, Ling Tongqian couldn't talk to him, so he shook his head, smiled, and didn't speak again.

After practicing this dance, Ling Tongqian stopped his movements, but the speaker was still playing the song just now in a loop. He walked over slowly and turned off the music. Only he and Bai Chumu stayed The whole practice room fell silent in an instant.

Ling Tongqian glanced at the time on the phone, it was only ten o'clock in the evening, "Xiaobai, let's go to the recording studio."

"Give me a hand." Bai Chumu had rested enough, but was too lazy to move. He stretched out one hand and waited for the other to pull him up.

"Okay." Ling Tongqian walked forward with a trailing voice, grabbed Bai Chumu's white and thin hand, pulled him up from the ground, and then put him on Xiaobai's shoulder.

In the recording studio at ten o'clock in the evening, the arranger teacher was still sitting in front of the equipment and turning the chair, making final fine-tuning for the children's debut song.

"Good evening, teacher." Ling Tongqian and Bai Chumu greeted the arranger teacher.

"Good evening," the arranger teacher subconsciously waved to the two of them, and then realized that something was wrong, "So why haven't you gone back to rest?"

"It's still early, teacher, aren't you off work too?" Bai Chumu said and sat next to the arranger teacher.

Ling Tongqian took the white paper and pen from the table, and sat beside Bai Chumu.

"We are different. I am old, and you are still young. You need to sleep more and rest more, so that you can grow taller." The arranger teacher said earnestly.

"We are all 1.8 meters." Ling Tongqian stood up proudly to show off his outstanding height.

"Xiaobai is 1.8 meters too?" The arranger teacher looked up and down the sitting Bai Chumu. This child is so petite and small that he doesn't look like he is 1.8 meters.

"I'm exactly 180! Isn't 180 1.8 meters?" Bai Chumu was so angry that he stood up like Ling Tongqian, proving that he was really 1.8 meters tall.

"Okay, 1.8 meters, 1.8 meters, don't get excited." The arranger teacher was very good at coaxing the children. As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Chumu sat down contentedly.

"It's okay Xiaobai, we can still grow taller." Ling Tongqian patted Bai Chumu's thin shoulders to comfort him.

"Hmph." Bai Chumu turned his head to look at Ling Tongqian, who was obviously taller than him by half a head, and didn't want to talk much.

After being shut down, Ling Tongqian didn't dare to provoke Teacher Xiaobai who was not very tempered anymore, so he just shut up, lowered his head, and started writing his rap lyrics.

Ling Tongqian's position in Fenghe is to be in charge of rap and dance. He has been like this since he was a child, so his position has not changed since he came back, and he still focuses on rap and dance.

Bai Chumu also calmed down, and couldn't bear to disturb Ling rapper who was writing lyrics seriously.

The entire recording studio was so quiet that only the sound of the arranger teacher typing on the keyboard could be clearly heard.

Not long after, the arranger teacher also got off work. He got up and stretched and yawned, "I'm off work, you guys should go back early, it's a bit unsafe at night."

"Okay, goodbye, teacher." Bai Chumu cheered up and said goodbye to the arranger teacher with a smile.

"Goodbye, teacher." Ling Tong didn't raise his head, he just opened his mouth out of politeness, and then continued to focus on his lyrics.

Bai Chumu glanced at the paper that Ling Tongqian was pressing down with half of his hand. After more than half an hour, the original white and clean A4 paper was covered with densely packed words, each word was written by Ling Tongqian. And write out the results.

In fact, Bai Chumu is also very interested in rap, but he has no talent in this area. After trying it before, he gave up and concentrated on his dancing.Seeing Ling Tongqian's obsession with rap now, he was really aroused a little interest in rap again.He was thinking, if their Ling Da rapper taught him, would there be some gains?

The clear handwriting on the A4 paper gradually became blurred as Bai Chumu's thoughts drifted away. He watched Ling Tongqian let himself go.

Maybe because he noticed the gaze from the left, Ling Tongqian raised his head and looked in Bai Chumu's direction, only to find that Xiaobai was in a daze, with a silly and cute expression.

He likes Xiaobai's expression very much. Taking advantage of people not paying attention, he took out his mobile phone and quickly took a picture. He snapped his fingers in front of him, "Xiaobai."

"Ah, what's the matter?" Bai Chumu came to his senses and looked at Ling Tongqian innocently, "Are you going home?"

"Not yet, wait a minute, are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while."

"A little bit, then I'll take a few minutes to sleep. Remember to wake me up when you're good." Bai Chumu didn't feel sleepy at first, but after Ling Tongqian said this, he immediately started to feel sleepy, so he walked to the sofa and lay down on the sofa. I closed my eyes on the sofa.

About half an hour later, Ling Tongqian finished writing and revising today's part of the lyrics. He got up and saw Bai Chumu huddled on the small sofa. This sofa should only be small. Bai can completely sleep alone.

He walked over and rubbed Xiaobai's fluffy hair, and called softly: "Xiaobai, wake up, you're home."

"Well, good." Because he was not sleeping on his own bed, Bai Chumu slept very lightly, and woke up as soon as Ling Tongqian called him.

"Let's go back and sleep again." Ling Tongqian pulled Bai Chumu up from the sofa and took him out of the company.

In the middle of the night, Beixin Road was still full of traffic and brightly lit. The two teenagers walked side by side on the way home.Bai Chumu was so sleepy that he kept yawning all the way.

"Are you sleepy? Do you want me to carry you?" Ling Tongqian looked at Bai Chumu's drowsy look, feeling a little distressed.

"Okay." After speaking, Bai Chumu stopped and walked around behind Ling Tongqian.

Ling Tongqian bent down, stretched out his hands to hook Bai Chumu's two thin legs, and put him on his back, carrying him easily.Xiaobai is very thin and light, and Ling Tongqian has no pressure on his back.

The two teenagers walked back all the way, the waves beat against the rocks and the beach rhythmically, and occasionally the cries of seagulls could be heard above the sea.A full moon hangs on the horizon, the moonlight is transparent, and the starry sky above the boy's head is bright.Ling Tongqian walked steadily step by step, not like rushing home, but like a walk after dinner.

Bai Chumu tilted her head, leaned on Ling Tongqian's right shoulder, and soon fell asleep.

With the boy on his back, Ling Tongqian suddenly thought of many things on this clear and beautiful night. Fortunately, the grievances he suffered in the past three years were not in vain.Xiamen is not just a city, not just his hometown, but also his dream.