Bamboo horse falling from the sky

They have practiced this program many times before, so it is very fast.After the end, Bai Chumu helped the juniors dig out some details of the movements, and the pure dance program was completed.

After all the dances were arranged, everyone came to the vocal music classroom to practice singing.

Although Bai Chumu said that it didn't hurt, after dancing for a long time, he couldn't take it anymore, so he found a corner seat and sat down as soon as he entered the vocal music classroom.

Ling Tongqian followed and sat beside Bai Chumu, rubbing his waist where no one could see.

"Easy." Ling Tongqian didn't control the strength well at first, and Bai Chumu gasped in pain.

"Sorry." Ling Tongqian hastily lightened his hand.

"Now we practice according to the order of the program. For the first song, come, brothers, take the microphone," the vocal teacher sent the microphone down, "Xiaobai, Qian'er, what are you doing sitting in the corner? Come a little ahead. "

Bai Chumu sighed, pulled Ling Tongqian forward two rows and sat down, picked up the microphone and prepared to sing along with the accompaniment.

It was already one in the morning when all the program rehearsals were over.Everyone was very sleepy and tired. In the blink of an eye, Lu Huai fell asleep lying on the table.

The other juniors wanted to wake up the elder brother, Song Xingyu made a "shh" movement, stopped the juniors in time, then walked over frankly in front of everyone, picked up Lu Huai, let him continue to sleep on his back .

"What are you doing, Song Xingyu?" Tang Tang didn't quite understand the youngest's behavior.

"He's already asleep, so don't wake him up, I'll recite him." Song Xingyu recited Lu Huai out of the classroom in front of everyone.

"Song Xingyu still looks good as an older brother." The vocal music teacher said with relief.

"Usually by our side, he is like a kindergarten kid, making a fuss." Ling Tongqian couldn't hold back, and accurately complained about the youngest.

"Is he interested in Lu Huai?" Bai Chumu rolled his eyes and suddenly realized this question. Curiosity drove him to whisper in Ling Tongqian's ear.

"Did you know?" Ling Tongqian asked back.

"Then how did you know?" Bai Chumu became even more puzzled when he heard Ling Tongqian's words. He was so smart that he didn't see it, so how did Ling Tongqian see it?

"Our youngest, the way he looks at Lu Huai is not irrelevant to the way I look at you, it can only be said to be exactly the same." Ling Tongqian said in a joking tone.

"Ah, this..." Bai Chumu was speechless, he shouldn't have asked this question too much.

"Does the waist still hurt that much?" Ling Tongqian didn't want to discuss the gossip between Song Xingyu and Lu Huai too much, so he turned his head and started to care about Bai Chumu's waist injury.

"Fortunately, it's better than before." Bai Chumu rubbed his waist lightly. After sitting and resting for so long, the pain really didn't hurt that much.

"Let's go, let's go home." Everyone had already left the classroom one after another and went downstairs. Seeing that Bai Chumu and Ling Tongqian were still chatting with gusto, Chen Ziheng ran over and dragged them both up from their chairs .

Chen Ziheng's movements were too sudden, Bai Chumu accidentally pulled his waist when he was pulled up, the pain made him almost cry out.

Ling Tongqian broke Chen Ziheng's hand and rescued Bai Chumu.

"Isn't it? You'll be jealous if I pull Xiaobai." Chen Ziheng didn't know what was going on, he just thought that Ling Tongqian didn't want to hold hands with Bai Chumu intimately.

"I..." Bai Chumu choked on Chen Ziheng's words.

"Yes." Ling Tongqian admitted directly and generously.

Chen Ziheng opened his mouth wide and was shocked. What he said just now was just a joke, but Ling Tongqian did not expect Ling Tongqian to admit it. So, is there really something between him and Bai Chumu?

Ling Tongqian walked out with his arms around Bai Chumu's shoulders, leaving the elder brother alone in surprise.

While in the car, Bai Chumu felt sleepy, leaning his head against Ling Tongqian and closing his eyes.

Ling Tongqian was afraid that his back would be uncomfortable, so he hugged him and let him lie on his lap, and kept rubbing his head with his other hand, as if he was petting a small animal.

"I'm home." The car drove to the downstairs of the dormitory, and Ling Tongqian gently woke Bai Chumu up.

"Hmm..." Bai Chumu opened his eyes in a daze, sat up on Ling Tongqian's lap, and stretched, "Are you home?"

"That's right, get out of the car, go back to take a shower and sleep, it's too late." Ling Tongqian patted Bai Chumu's head.

When Bai Chumu got out of the car, he saw Song Xingyu walking towards the dormitory with Lu Huai on his back. He teased the youngest, "Yo, don't you want to let go?"

"Crazy." Being exposed, Song Xingyu scolded Bai Chumu angrily, and also gave him a fierce look, as if a dog had been invaded by the enemy.

"Hey, you're still attacking me." Bai Chumu looked at Song Xingyu's back and pointed.

"Kid, don't talk to him." Ling Tongqian comforted, telling Bai Chumu not to care about like a child.

After returning to the dormitory and taking a shower, Bai Chumu wanted to change the medicine again, but was stumped by himself. The place where the medicine needed to be applied was on the lower back, and he couldn't see it.

When Ling Tongqian came out of the bathroom, he saw Bai Chumu holding a bottle of ointment with a depressed face. He walked over, took the bottle of ointment and said, "Get down."

"What?" Bai Chumu tilted his head, his reaction was a little slow.

"I'll give you medicine." Ling Tongqian sometimes really doesn't understand what's in Bai Chumu's little head, why is he so clueless?

"Oh," Bai Chumu obediently lay down on the bed, raised his clothes, exposed his waist, and looked back at Ling Tongqian, "Then be gentle."

"Okay." Ling Tongqian stared at the thin and white waist exposed to his sight, couldn't help swallowing, and the roots of his ears turned red.

"Hurry up, make a quick decision, I'm sleepy." Bai Chumu closed his eyes, looking as if death was at home.

"Where are the swabs?"

"Why do you want that thing?"

"Otherwise how can I give you medicine?"

"Get started directly."

"..." Ling Tong was speechless, and then struggled silently in his heart, telling himself that this was just a medicine for Bai Chumu, don't think too much about it.He closed and opened his eyes again, unscrewed the cap of the ointment bottle, poured some of the viscous ointment into his palm, covered the heat with his hands, and pressed it on Bai Chumu's lower back.

"I'll go, can't you tell me before you strike?" Bai Chumu's head was thrown back by Ling Tongqian's palm, and his entire upper body showed an arc.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Ling Tongqian admitted his mistake quickly, but all his attention was focused on rubbing Bai Chumu's waist with medicine.

Bai Chumu has been sensitive and afraid of pain since he was a child. Ling Tongqian screamed for pain when his technique was harsh, but he felt itchy and hid everywhere if it was mild.

"Don't make trouble, be quiet." Ling Tongqian raised one foot and pressed his knee on Bai Chumu's flopping legs, helping him stick two plasters.

"Are you ready?" Bai Chumu felt that Ling Tongqian had stopped, and turned to ask.

"No." Ling Tongqian's voice became hoarse at some point, and he leaned over to approach Bai Chumu, but perfectly avoided pressing on his injured waist.

"Playing a hooligan, you?" If Bai Chumu didn't know what Ling Tongqian's behavior was, then he would be really stupid.

"Can't you?" Ling Tongqian gently pressed his lips to Bai Chumu's ear as he spoke.

"No!" Bai Chumu tilted his head, and distanced himself from Ling Tongqian.

"I'm still going to be a hooligan today." Ling Tongqian was provoked by Bai Chumu, and his hand went down the river, reaching into the clothes of the person below him, touching the smooth skin all the way up.

"Hmm..." If it weren't for Ling Tongqian's pressure on him, Bai Chumu would have jumped up, his face turned red instantly, and his hands unconsciously grabbed the quilt.

Ling Tongqian was almost done molesting, so she stopped, got up from Bai Chumu, and let the frightened little rabbit go.

"Ling...Tongqian." Panting heavily, Bai Chumu turned around carefully, looking at Ling Tongqian's eyes that were sparkling, obviously he couldn't stand being teased just now.

"I'm here." Ling Tongqian met Bai Chumu's soft eyes, and leaned over again, but this time he only rubbed Bai Chumu's hair, as if it was a moderate comfort.

"Don't go." Bai Chumu raised his hand to hook Ling Tongqian's neck, pressing him onto her body.

Bai Chumu's throwing himself into his arms was beyond Ling Tong's expectation. When a normal man couldn't bear the initiative of facing the person he likes, he quickly put his hand on Bai Chumu's ear, afraid Putting your own weight on the opponent's body will hurt the opponent's waist again.

"Be careful of your waist." Ling Tongqian reminded Bai Chumu.

"I don't care." Bai Chumu acted like a baby, and the arms around Ling Tongqian's neck became tighter and tighter.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going, baby, let go first," Ling Tongqian coaxed him to get up slowly, let Bai Chumu lie down, and then he went to bed and lay down beside him, "Can I sleep like this? "

"Well, go to sleep, good night." Bai Chumu rested his head on Ling Tongqian's arm in satisfaction, and buried his head in his arms.

"Good night, little rabbit." The temperature of the air conditioner was a little low, Ling Tongqian pulled up the quilt to cover Bai Chumu's shoulders.

"Get up!" Early in the morning, it was Sister Jia's roar, and of course, there was the long-lost sound of beating pots and pans.

Even though every room in the dormitory building is well soundproofed, the teenagers couldn't stand Sister Jia's torture.

The two oldest brothers were the first to be woken up. Chen Ziheng and He Qiuyao got up from the bed as usual, first turned on the stereo to play the song of Song Xingyu's single cycle, and then walked out of the room expressionlessly to call the other two. Brothers in the next room get up.

Everyone knew that there was going to be a rehearsal today, so they didn't dare to stay in bed. As soon as the brothers called, they got up.Well, Chen Ziheng and He Qiuyao's wake-up service went very smoothly today.

"Children, after breakfast, we'll go to the rehearsal." Sister Jia set breakfast on the table and called the seven teenagers over to eat.

"Why is there milk?" Song Xingyu didn't have any appetite when he just woke up, but when he saw the pure milk on the table, Song Xingyu lost his appetite even more.

"Drink milk to grow taller, ancestor." Sister Jia inserted the straw and stuffed the milk into the hands of Song Xingyu who was trying to escape.

"I'm 1.8 meters tall!" Song Xingyu said disgustedly, but he still drank the milk honestly.

"Don't make noise, your six elder brothers who are 1.8 meters tall also drink milk, and you can't avoid it." Sister Jia didn't want to hear the kid yelling early in the morning, so she forced him to shut up.

Song Xingyu's six elder brothers gloated over the youngest being scolded while having breakfast, and held back their laughter, which was their greatest respect for the youngest.

Even though Song Xingyu has grown taller than his brothers now, he will still be like a child when he is wronged, seeking comfort from his brothers pitifully. The six brothers are his most steadfast backing, although sometimes the brothers are unreliable .

After a simple breakfast, Sister Jia and Brother Qing sent the children to the venue of the concert, and stuffed them into the backstage lounge for the makeup teachers to do styling for them.