Bamboo horse falling from the sky

Everyone knew that Ling Tongqian was gone, but no one knew why he left, and no one knew why Bai Chumu celebrated his birthday this time. It was like a different person, and since then, Ling Tongqian has been treated more and more. Not a word.

Fenghe is very kind to the children who are trainees, and he is also very strict.Once Ling Tongqian left, the company would not allow the children to have any contact with him at all, and they were not allowed to mention this person too much during the filming process. , The children who practiced together seemed to have evaporated overnight.

After the night passed, Bai Chumu, who used to love to laugh and make trouble, suddenly stopped making trouble, and he didn't smile as brightly in front of the camera as before.

Also, in the past two years, the seven teenagers who practiced together, ate together, and walked home together at night suddenly turned into six, not to mention their parties, and even those fans who followed them day and night. It was difficult to accept this fact for a while.

Today is the weekend. According to the company's regulations, the children can go back to the dormitory to rest earlier than usual on weekend nights. The other five packed up their things and prepared to go back after practicing the last dance. Only Bai Chumu was still in the practice room. Continue to practice dancing tiredly.

"Xiaobai, I'm going back." Chen Ziheng went to the bathroom, then went back to the practice room to pack his things. He threw the water cup into his backpack, put the strap of the backpack on his shoulder, and looked back at Bai Chumu who was still dancing.

"Well, you guys go first, I'll go back later." Bai Chumu responded to Chen Ziheng, but his eyes kept staring at himself in the mirror, and his body movements didn't stop.

"Let's go together, it's somewhat unsafe for you to go back alone at night." Chen Ziheng persuaded again, even though he knew he couldn't persuade the serious Bai Chumu.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it myself." Bai Chumu finally shifted his gaze to Chen Ziheng, "I don't think my dance moves are up to standard, and I need to practice more. Brother Heng, you should go back and rest first. "

Chen Ziheng was a little helpless about Bai Chumu's excuse for not going home.

Bai Chumu himself had been learning to dance before he entered Fenghe, and he continued to practice dance every day for more than two years after entering Fenghe.Among the trainees of this generation, he is relatively young, but no matter what type of dance the dance teacher teaches, he will always be the first to master all the dance moves among many trainees.

Bai Chumu is a well-known dancer of their generation of trainees. How could the dance moves of a genius dancer be substandard? If his dance moves can be said to be substandard, then the dances of these trainees can be regarded as what is it

He just wants to use every minute and every second of himself, so that he can be so busy that he can't think about those miscellaneous annoying things.

Chen Ziheng saw through it and told him not to go back too late, so he went downstairs and took the other brothers back together.

After the friends left, Bai Chumu continued to practice without changing his expression.

It was midsummer at this time, even if the air conditioner was turned on in the room, it could not stop the sweat from soaking the boy's T-shirt.But the boy didn't stop for a moment, the sweat on his forehead and the wet bangs proved his hard work.

His eyes were looking at himself in the mirror from the beginning to the end, the unwilling eyes were his examination of himself, and it was his puzzlement and anger at Ling Tongqian's leaving without reason.

Beixin Road in the evening, the sky is dim, and the afterglow of the setting sun hangs so casually and frantically on the boundary line between the sea and the blue sky. The dusk at the seaside of Xiamen is particularly amazing. An impressionist painting.

Five teenagers carried their schoolbags and walked in twos and threes on Beixin Road. The blue sky and the sea were on the left, and the mountains and green trees were on the right. Black hair and bangs.

At this time, the clear sky did not match their complicated mood very well. The recent sending away of Ling Tongqian had dealt a heavy blow to them, and it would probably take a long time for them to recover.

"Brother Heng, is Brother Xiaobai really all right in the company by himself?" Tang Tang was a little worried about Bai Chumu who was left alone in the company.

"Don't worry, Xiaobai just wants to be alone for a while." Chen Ziheng rubbed Tang Tang's little head to comfort him.

He Qiuyao looked around and made sure that there were no cameras around, and no bastard was following him, then he said, "Qian'er has been gone for a month, and Xiaobai is still like this, I really don't know what to do. "

Chen Ziheng sighed: "I can't help it, Xiaobai and Xiaoqian have the best relationship, and Xiaoqian is gone, can he not be sad?"

"It's true to say that, but it's not good to continue with Xiaobai's current state," He Qiuyao thought for a while, and then continued, "Xiaobai practices more and eats less in the company every day, and takes less rest. , the body will not be able to bear it sooner or later."

"We know his character best. He usually looks carefree and likes to joke. Once he gets serious, he is more stubborn than anyone else. No one can persuade him." As the eldest brother among them, Chen Ziheng has nothing to do with Bai Chumu's matter. method.

"Who said that no one can persuade Xiaobai?" Liu Chengze's words caught everyone's attention. When the other four people looked at him, he continued, "Qian'er can persuade Xiaobai."

As soon as Liu Chengze said these words, everyone was silent for a long time.That's right, in the past, if there was something that everyone couldn't convince Bai Chumu, it would always be Ling Tongqian, and as long as he said a few words, Bai Chumu would obey.

"Hey, it's impossible for Qian'er to come back again, maybe only time can convince Xiaobai." Chen Ziheng crossed his hands and held the back of his head, and the sea breeze blowing away more than half of his originally complicated mood.

The things they can't solve and the unacceptable reality now may really only be solved by time, and only after a long period of time can they accept it with pleasure.

They are still young and have a long way to go, what will happen tomorrow even the sea in Xiamen can't predict, all they can do is live today, every day in a down-to-earth manner.

In the dance practice room on the third floor of Fenghe, Bai Chumu continued to practice for more than three hours alone. Seeing the sky outside the window darken little by little, he seemed to block the outside world and immerse himself in the dance .

He didn't stop until the dance teacher in the practice room next door got off work, passed by the practice room where Bai Chumu was, and heard the faint music coming from inside. Bai Chumu was forcibly stopped by the dance teacher who broke in suddenly. , sitting down on the wooden floor.

"Xiaobai, what's the matter with you? Why didn't you go home with the other brothers and younger brothers today?" The dance teacher glanced at Bai Chumu who was sitting on the ground panting from overwork, even though it was already this month. I don't know how many times I found out that he worked overtime by himself and stayed in the company to practice dance, but the dance teacher was still a little angry at his behavior of not caring about his body.

"Teacher, I..." Bai Chumu was a little numb to the questions that the dance teacher would ask every day. He had used all kinds of reasons, and he really couldn't figure out how to tell the teachers.

"No excuses today, right?" Seeing Bai Chumu's speechless look, the dance teacher couldn't help but startled.

"Teacher, I'll be back in a while. I'll take care of myself. Don't worry." Bai Chumu had no choice but to persuade the teacher.

"Don't practice, don't practice, hurry up, you go back now." The dance teacher turned off the speaker, drove Bai Chumu out of the practice room with his schoolbag, and didn't allow him to continue dancing.

As a child, Bai Chumu couldn't hold back two or three dance teachers. Under their fierce eyes, he took the elevator downstairs, left the company and walked towards the dormitory.

With his bag on his back, he put on the earphones and played the first song in the playlist. The music went straight to his ears from the earphones, and the sound of cars on Beixin Road and the voices of other passers-by disappeared instantly.The sea breeze at night blew away the boy's bangs and the fatigue of the day, but it couldn't blow away the anger and sadness in his heart.

A month later, he still couldn't figure out why Ling Tongqian was sent away. This parting without even a reason, even without seeing him for the last time, was really a blow to him as a child.

Summer turns to autumn, and autumn in Xiamen is actually no different from summer, and the temperature only drops a few degrees. The teenagers have long been accustomed to the temperature of the seaside, and it was not until winter came that they felt a little bit of cold.

Half a year later, the anger in Bai Chumu's heart finally dissipated. He probably looked away and realized that some people are just passers-by in life and can only walk a short distance with him.Some people may really only be suitable to live in the memories and regrets of their youth.