After the heartthrob is dressed as a background board

Chu Ke's fingers are slender, because of long-term dance practice, there is an obvious layer of thin calluses on the fingertips.

Ruan Xingchu looked at the lunch box in the opponent's hand, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"For me?"

Chu Ke nodded: "You wake up late in the morning, I brought you the food in the cafeteria, eat it quickly."

Ruan Xingchu moved his lower lip and nodded vigorously.

"Thank you, no one has brought food for me before."

Ruan Xingchu felt that Chu Ke was really a good person, and when he opened the lunch box and saw the chicken legs inside, he was even more moved.

"I thought you would be very popular at school." Chu Ke lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the desire to explore in his eyes.

Speaking of this, Ruan Xingchu sighed: "Really not, how can I be popular?"

Ruan Xingchu grew up without a single good friend. He always went to school, ate alone, and grew up alone.

Hearing this, Chu Ke was slightly surprised.

"There used to be a little fat guy with a white face. He stuffed me with biscuits, but then he changed schools, and no one was with me anymore."

Ruan Xingchu thought it might be because he was too useless, and everyone probably didn't want to be friends with someone who had no merits.

Coupled with Ruan Xingchu's own face blindness, he really couldn't recognize the classmates who changed around him. Every time he called the wrong classmate's name, those classmates wanted to cry to death on the spot, with a red face full of resentment Looking at himself, Ruan Xingchu felt very guilty.

Over time, he simply got used to being alone.

Chu Ke thought about it, and probably could guess some of it.

Ruan Xingchu must have been very cute when he was a child, just like the finely crafted dolls placed on the counter, everyone wanted to get close, but they were restrained by each other, which led to the fact that Ruan Xingchu had no other children around him for so long. people showed up.

This balanced situation probably lasted until the young man grew up, before being gradually discovered by more ambitious people.

Thinking of this, Chu Ke couldn't help chuckling, and patted the other person's head: "It's okay, eat, I will bring you food and teach you how to dance, don't worry."

I was a little moved at first, but Ruan Xingchu immediately calmed down when he heard that he was going to teach me how to dance.

Your inadvertent words have ruined a lot of my tenderness.

Ruan Xingchu really didn't like this kind of model where he didn't perform well in class and was pulled out to teach alone.

He wouldn't even want to come if he could.

After eating the chicken legs, Ruan Xingchu regained his strength and nodded at Chu Ke: "Okay, let's start."

Following behind Chu Ke, Ruan Xingchu gesticulated with the dance moves in a stiff posture.

Chu Ke looked at the young man's helpless hands and feet in the mirror in front of him, and danced along in a panic.

After all, he still couldn't hold back, Chu Ke smiled helplessly.

"Xiao Chu, your hands are too stiff, you can't do this."

Ruan Xingchu hastily retracted his outstretched arm, and pursed his lips in embarrassment.

Chu Ke stepped forward: "You stretch out your arms."

Ruan Xingchu obeyed obediently and stretched his arms straight forward.

Chu Ke poked Ruan Xingchu's arm, Ruan Xingchu flinched in fear of tickle, and his arm softened unconsciously.

"You poked me so itchy."

"But your arms are much softer now than before. What this song needs is softness and lightness, just like the seabird described in the song, and the posture must be beautiful."

Ruan Xingchu had a bitter face: I can't, you just kill me!

At a glance, he could read Ruan Xingchu's thoughts from Ruan Xingchu's face, and Chu Ke squeezed his arm: "You can, you are soft enough, you just need to relax."

"I'm not soft, I'm very hard!" Ruan Xingchu put on a small face, not allowing others to describe himself like that.

Chu Ke hummed with a smile, and felt the young man's slender and delicate forearm skin under the touch of his fingers. It seemed that there was no muscle at all, and it was really soft like a ball of soft cotton candy.

Although Ruan Xingchu felt a little uncomfortable being pinched by Chu Ke, his arms still began to soften with his strength.

"Very well, just this strength is fine, don't tense up."

Ruan Xingchu gave a nervous hum, and obediently withdrew his strength, but in the end, he retracted too much, and fell limply on Chu Ke's body.

The boy who looked like a puddle of water leaned gently in his arms, and Chu Ke held his waist with his hands, fixed his eyes on the round and small earlobes of the other party, and the tip of his nose burst into the other party's unique sweet fragrance.

Ruan Xingchu's body seemed to be always warm, and he didn't sweat much, but he often shed tears.

The tip of the nose was red from crying, and the already soft body seemed to melt away...

Chu Ke's eyes deepened, and his throat moved slightly before he helped him up.

"Sorry, I'll do it again."

Ruan Xingchu's learning attitude was very correct, for fear that Chu Ke would scold him and leave it for him to practice.

After gaining some experience, although the movements are not standard, but the flexible posture is already there, and because of Ruan Xingchu's unique skills, his waist is so soft that he can easily bend down.

It's just that he himself didn't dare to lower his waist, he was afraid of directly grabbing the ground with his head and bleeding from his head.

The part of the previous joint dance was finally finished, and Chu Ke continued to give Ruan Xingchu a small lesson, teaching him the part of the solo dance that everyone has.

Part B of Ruan Xingchu's lyrics selection is therefore the second person to come out to sing and dance, and there is a very rare mid-air jump in the dance posture.

Looking at the movements in the dance video, Ruan Xingchu almost died on the spot.

"It's too difficult!"

Chu Ke probably understood after watching it once, turned off the video and walked over: "Because the lyrics are relatively simple, the solo dance time is short but there is a jumping movement, which is a bit difficult to do."

"Then why don't you dance?" Ruan Xingchu thought about it and thought it was very feasible: "I can dance for you later!"

Chu Ke naturally disagreed: "I already have enough parts, you only have this one chance to stand in front, you must seize it well."

Others' solo dances are about ten seconds long, and Ruan Xingchu's is already the shortest. If it is deleted, there is really only the joint dance part left.

"But I feel like I can't do it."

Chu Ke picked up the lyrics book and thoughtfully said: "Go back and practice the joint dance with other people first. I will wait for you here at night and teach you how to dance alone."

Ruan Xingchu: Well, we still have extra lessons.

"Hey, let's do it."

After all, he was still in the program group, and Ruan Xingchu, as a background panel, naturally had no right to refuse.

He still needs to practice hard, so that he can bring out the brilliance of the protagonist.

Ruan Xingchu, who is hard-pressed, is a little skeptical now, is it because of the strict supervision of the protagonist that I, the background board in the book, was able to mix until the debut night?

And it was written on the debut night: applause for the protagonist's formation.

When I think about it, I feel that I am also quite awesome, Ruan Xingchu sighed.

Back in the big training room, Chu Ke continued to teach everyone how to dance. Ruan Xingchu still stood in his exclusive bad student position and danced with Chu Ke.

When Chu Ke was dancing, he always frowned unconsciously, his brown eyes were like a piece of cold crystal, staring at the movements of the students behind the mirror without emotion.

Every time the other people were looked at by him, they became more serious, and they didn't dare to desert at will.

When they didn't get in touch with Chu Ke before, they felt that Chu Ke was like a warm spring breeze, but in fact, this spring breeze was mixed with unmelted ice and snow in winter, and it was blown by the spring wind, which could only make people feel transparent. Feeling cold.

"Well, you practiced well, Xiaoyan's dance is still a little rusty, you can practice with Yifan."

Xiaoyan nodded, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Why don't I practice with Ruan Xingchu, our foundation is not very good, and we just happen to help each other."

Chu Ke could see the obsession with Ruan Xingchu in Xiaoyan's eyes at a glance, he snorted lightly, and his expression turned cold.

"Practice together?" Chu Ke hooked his lower lip: "What can you teach him? You can only make him worse."

Xiaoyan was humiliated in public, and his face was a little embarrassed. He glanced at Ruan Xingchu and clenched his fists, only blaming himself for his lack of strength.

"Xiaoyan dances much better than me."

After dancing for so long, Ruan Xingchu leaned against the wall with a tired face, and when he heard this, he interjected.

Xiaoyan can at least sing well, but unlike me, I'm just a complete little trash.

When Xiaoyan heard this, his darkened eyes seemed to be lit by a torch.

"I will work hard, I will teach you after I have learned it!"

Ruan Xingchu hurriedly waved his hands in a panic: "No, no, no! This is absolutely unnecessary!"

But Xiaoyan went to practice full of enthusiasm, and didn't hear Ruan Xingchu's words at all.

Chu Ke was at the side, his cold eyes became colder and colder, and he looked at Ruan Xingchu, who was pressing his face against the wall with a tired face, but he still didn't say anything.

After dinner in the evening, the students went back to the dormitory to rest, and Ruan Xingchu had to go to the practice room alone to find Chu Ke and learn the air jump.