I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

What is the attitude towards the sweetheart, it is clearly an enemy!

Pei Huan moved his mouth, originally wanted to say something, but accidentally caught a glimpse of Ling Xu's seemingly upturned mouth, and followed his gaze.

Yuwen Junjie, who has always been shy, stands in the C position, exuding confidence and firmness.

"It's almost there."

Ling Xu smiled lightly, turned his gaze away and noticed Pei Huan approaching, "What are you doing, you want to make CP with me."

"..." Pei Huan looked him up and down in disgust, "I didn't notice, you have a big face."

"Fuck off." Ling Xu said: "Whoever looks like you has a face smaller than a girl's. If I didn't know you, I would really believe that you have really cut bones with all the black material from the Douban group."

Pei Huan said: "It's really sour."

Ling Xu exploded as if he was poked, "Sorry for you? My brother is eight times more handsome than you!"

Pei Huan giggled, Ling Xu has this character, bad mouth, kind and simple personality, it is impossible for him to change to cater to others.

After Pei Huan figured this out, he turned his gaze back to the trainee in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

What the hell is this jumping?

"Stop."

The loud sound stopped, and the staff and trainees looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

"Captain." Pei Huan said, "Their dance..."

Lu Zhiyi nodded, "Go and teach."

"Me?" Pei Huan pointed at himself in disbelief, "I can't, what if—"

"You can do it." Lu Zhiyi said: "It's just a basic movement, it's not difficult for you."

Pei Huan frowned, but looking at faces that were more bewildered than him, he gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll go."

Taking out the mobile phone and sundries in his pocket and throwing them on the ground, Pei Huan buckled his peaked cap back. "Show me the first verse."

……

"Don't skip the action, wave and watch me do it again."

"I dropped the shot on the far left. What can I do if I can't keep up? Just practice! Practice to death, if you practice once, it will be ten times, twenty times, or a hundred times."

All the trainees saw their jaws drop in shock.

As a "vase", Pei Huan's business ability has always been dissed, but he doesn't seem to be like this.

"Don't be in a daze, I'll lead in front, and you guys will follow."

Pei Huan faced the mirror and set his pose, and stood up to signal for the accompaniment.

The staff handed over the mobile phone, "Mr. Pei, your number."

"Thank you very much." Pei Huan paused, his breath still a little unsteady and said to Yuwen Junjie: "You come up and carry on." Then he picked up the phone.

"still working?"

A male voice with a deep voice came from the receiver, with a little reproach, "What time is it now? Can your stomach take it?"

Pei Huan felt guilty for a moment. He really forgot the time.

"I'll go eat after the last few dances, don't worry, I'm really fine."

"No." Zhu Yang said firmly.

Pei Huan scratched his hair and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Okay. I'll go now."

hang up the phone.

Pei Huan didn't go out the door, but turned around and walked back to the original position, "Let's continue."

Yuwen Junjie whispered: "You said on the phone about eating..."

"Stupid boy." Pei Huan said, "Let me ask you, is the meal more important than the stage?"

Yuwen Junjie said: "The stage."

Pei Huanruzi nodded adorably, "So, continue to practice. You can eat at any time, and the stage is not available at all times."

After taking it all over, Pei Huan watched the progress of the trainees with relief.

The phone in my pocket buzzed.

[Zhu Yang invites you to make a video call]! !

Pei Huan regained his energy in an instant, and he hung up guiltily.

popup message.

[Zhu Yang: Take it. ]

Pei Huan didn't dare to hang up, so he bit the bullet and picked it up.

The young man's wet black hair stuck to his forehead, beads of sweat oozed from his cheeks and neck, and his lips were parted.

The background is in the dance studio.

Zhu Yang raised his eyebrows lightly, "Is this called eating?"

"This..." Pei Huan glanced behind his back and whispered, "Let's talk about it when we go back. There are many people here."

"I'll give you time to go out." Zhu Yang said.

"..." Pei Huan looked at the screen innocently, blinked, but waited for a sentence: Don't be cute.

Pei Huan was discouraged and went out to close the door of the dance studio.

Zhu Yang looked at the dejected teenager in the video, with his head down and long eyelashes, and his skin under the black T-shirt was white and flawless.

"Unhappy?"

Pei Huan didn't say a word, but he could hang a bottle of oil on his mouth.

Zhu Yang lowered his voice, "If you don't eat on time, if you have stomach problems again, do you want to have a gastroscopy or drink porridge every day?"

"I know." Pei Huan raised his head, "I am a senior, and I understand how important the stage is to newcomers."

That's pretty much the only way they can make their efforts visible to the outside world.

"I just want to help them."

Zhu Yang looked at the childish boy in front of him, and said, "Idiot."

Pei Huan couldn't help being wronged, "You're stupid!"

"Remember, you will never be able to help everyone." Zhu Yang said: "The road is made by yourself. If you help this time, you will not be able to help the next time."

"But at least I helped this time." Pei Huan's eyes were firm and fiery, "I am their mentor, and I just want to give them the help I can give."

Zhu Yang didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Pei Huan suddenly felt flustered, shouldn't he talk back to Zhu Yang, after all he only cared about his body, "Actually, I'm—"

"excuse me."

A voice interrupted him suddenly. Pei Huan raised his eyes to see a man with a work badge, holding a lunch box insulated bag in his hand, and handed it to him.

"Mr. Pei, this is your lunch, please take it easy."

Pei Huan didn't pick it up, and said blankly, "Mine? When will I—" He paused in the middle of speaking, looking at the phone screen, "You did it, right?"

Zhu Yang said, "Teacher Pei, isn't he hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." As he spoke, Pei Huan reached out to take the thermal bag, thanked the other party, and then walked to the lounge.

The pace of walking was unconsciously lighter.

Pei Huan opened the lunch box.

Leaning the phone on the water glass, he ate two mouthfuls of food, obviously hungry, he ate so fast that he didn't even care about talking.

Zhu Yang curled his lips and did not interrupt him, but turned on the computer and started browsing the web.

Suddenly the sound of the door opening and footsteps came from the mobile phone, and Pei Huan, who had been eating, stopped.

"What are you doing here?"

"Teacher Pei Huan, I interrupted your meal." Yuwen Junjie looked apologetic, "I, I just want to say that I like you very much, teacher, and you will be at the performance tomorrow, right?"

Zhu Yang's hand holding the mouse stopped, and his eyes shifted from the computer to the phone screen.

The sound was unfamiliar.

Pei Huan nodded, "Are you worried about the performance? In fact, you don't have to worry. With your ability to perform normally, it's no problem to debut."

Seeing that Pei Huan was wrong, Yuwen Junjie was about to speak when he saw a voice coming from the mobile phone on the table.

"I am full?"

Pei Huan lowered his head and shook his head obediently, "No."

It's the same person on the phone as in the dance studio. How can he be so close to Mr. Pei Huan? What's the relationship between the two?

Although Yuwen Junjie was reluctant, he said, "Then I won't bother the teacher for dinner." He glanced at the phone screen when he turned around.

Stern, awe-inspiring, and extremely good-looking.

Best actor Zhu Yang! ?

When the evening was approaching, the program producer suddenly found Pei Huan, "The original host is temporarily unwell, I hope you can help host it."

Pei Huan thought it was troublesome and was just about to refuse.

"We will have a teleprompter and hand cards, and the salary of the host will be settled separately."

Pei Huan said: "No problem."

When Pei Huan got the host draft, there were too many links and awkward words, so he called Zhu Yang out of frustration.

Zhu Yang connected and said, "What color do you like?"

"Red..." Pei Huan realized, "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to know." Zhu Yang said, "Where's the pattern?"

Pei Huan said: "Baidu has the answers to these questions." And more comprehensive.

Zhu Yang paused, and opened the browser to search.

Pei Huan said: "You usually memorize so many lines, you must have some tricks, share them?"

Zhu Yang swiped the mouse, "No skills."

"Then how did you remember it?"

"Just write it down." Zhu Yang stopped swiping, and slowly narrowed his eyes to read out the content of the interview, "The ideal type is a girl with long hair and gentleness."

Pei Huan froze for a moment, then realized what he was talking about, and quickly explained, "This is a previous interview."

"Don't like it now?"

Pei Huan didn't even think about it, "The ideal type is now - Zhu Yang."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly blushed a little. After the silence, a cold and low voice came through the receiver, "Me too."

Pei Huan tightened his grip on the speech, his heart blossomed, and he resisted the urge to spin around.

Isn't it the host?

he can!Very good! !

On the day of the performance, the auditorium was full.

Snapped.

When the lights dimmed, the support lights under the stage lit up together, and the red support color was the most—it was Pei Huan's exclusive support color.

A beam of death chasing light shot down.

Pei Huan stood in the middle of the stage with a microphone in his hand. He was dressed in a black suit and had clean and pure black eyebrows.

"Hi everyone, I'm Pei Huan."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Mom Huanzai loves you!!!"

"Xiao Pei looks at the camera!!"

The powerful sound wave shook the audience, Pei Huan smiled softly, lowered his eyelashes, pulled out his hand card and glanced, and said unhurriedly: "There is such a group of people, who don't need any difficulties, will always remain innocent and passionate, and will always shine .They are our teenagers, and they keep moving forward on the road of chasing their dreams."

The fans in the audience calmed down, to be precise, they were dumbfounded.

The words are pronounced correctly, the speech is even, and the words are not stuttered, and there is a natural coldness on the body.

Ling Xu approached Lu Zhiyi in the background and said, "Xiaohuan recharged the money today? It's time to hang up."

Lu Zhiyi frowned thoughtfully.

"I feel... like a person, very familiar."

In the middle of the recording, a black figure hurriedly sneaked in from the back door, wearing long-sleeved trousers and a work card, the peaked cap was pressed extremely low, and the mask almost covered the entire face.

The director team in the audience made room for him.

The girl in the nearest VIP auditorium saw this scene and casually shared it with the girl next door, "That guy wears the same style as Zhu Yang?"

The girl glanced impatiently, "What——really, it's a pity that I can't see the face clearly." She took a picture and posted it on Weibo [Are the staff requirements so high these days? ]

Pei Huan hurried over to breathe a sigh of relief, covered in sweat, the trainee's program on stage was proceeding in an orderly manner—it seemed that nothing had happened.

A tissue appeared in front of him.

Followed by a hand, pointing at the red string bell.

Pei Huan turned his head slightly, and saw "myself" sitting on the far left of the instructor's seat, the brooch on the black suit was shining brightly, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, "Isn't it hot to wear so much?"

Pei Huan took the tissue, "I'm afraid I'll be recognized."

Who would have thought that after sleeping in the other person's body again, he whispered: "I saw your design drawings, so the questions you asked were for this."

The design drawings are their home.

"Well, first time doing this, I don't know what you like."

[The author has something to say:

No one should be watching.The update speed is very slow, and it can only be updated weekly at most until the end.In fact, I didn't expect it. Work matters take up too much time, and the new work consumes too much energy, so I really can't take care of both.

But the update is slow, and I will try my best to draw a perfect ending, and try my best to be an eggplant that does not cheat.

The next book will be published, and the manuscript will be deposited in advance, and the opening time is uncertain. 】