The top idol is not a substitute

Yan Xuan looked coldly at Song Xiangsi who was trying to split her fork, wanting to see how long she could last.

Ying Lian, who was going to go to Song Xiangsi, was stumbled by Song Zhi.

After a while, Ying Lian couldn't stand it any longer, and said to Yan Xuan: "A girl troupe dances casually, just memorize the movements. Who can stand pulling the ligaments like this? Look at Teacher Song's forehead. All sweating."

Yan Xuan had seen it a long time ago, she just wanted to see when Song Xiangsi knew she had given up.

It was Song Xiangsi who insisted on bothering her, is she to be blamed now?

Not getting a reply from Yan Xuan, Ying Lian said again: "Xiao Xuan, a ligament strain is not a trivial matter, and there will be a program to be recorded in a few days."

Yan Xuan was tired of hearing this, she smiled and asked Ying Lian, "Does your heart hurt?"

When Ying Lian met her eyes, alarm bells rang out in her heart: "It's not because I feel distressed, but because I think everyone is a team."

"is this OK?"

Suddenly, Song Xiangsi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.

Yan Xuan heard the reputation, and seeing that she really did it, she was taken aback for a moment.

Adults who don't have any dancing skills do the splits, just think about how painful it is.

Song Xiangsi didn't hear the conversation between them, and she kept looking at Yan Xuan after that, and she wouldn't get up without her consent.

Yan Xuan silently looked at Song Xiangsi who was full of forbearance, suddenly she couldn't understand her.

Is it because you feel uncomfortable because you feel dumped and lose face?Or do you want to lack a substitute like before, and want to trick her back to continue playing?

Thinking of this, Yan Xuan's heart was full of irony.

If this is the case, then Song Xiangsi can only be disappointed.

This time she will only get it back with interest.

"okay."

Yan Xuan made a faint sound.

Song Xiangsi slowly retracted her legs, sat on the ground and rubbed her thighs, then stood up.

The figure is still a little unstable.

Yan Xuan was close, but she didn't help her, but looked at her lost in thought.

It took a long time to say: "Let's start."

Afterwards, Yan Xuan did not make things difficult for Song Xiangsi anymore, but stood in front of Song Xiangsi and Song Zhi with Ying Lian on the left and right, and danced to the theme song to the rhythm, asking them to follow suit.

Although Song Xiangsi has no foundation in dancing, she has a good memory and a sense of rhythm, and she can remember the movements at each node.

It was Yan Xuan who vaguely realized that maybe Song Xiangsi was lying to her before.

She clamored and wanted to learn girl group dance, but she couldn't learn it no matter how many times she taught. She always forgot the movements and wanted to kiss and hug at every turn.

It turned out to be fake.

In the past, Song Xiangsi was indeed pretending. At that time, they got together less and separated more, and finally had time to spend together, so she had no choice but to cultivate their relationship in the name of learning to dance.

One day passed quickly, because of the exchange of Song Xiangsi and Song Zhi, the person who was more distressed now became Ying Lian.

All day long, she was thinking about how to make Song Zhi remember the movements.

Because Song Zhi witnessed Yan Xuan's "cruelty" with his own eyes, he was unwilling to let Yan Xuan teach her again.

Ying Lian had no choice but to accept this job.

In the evening, the four of them stayed in the dance practice room this time.

Although Yan Xuan agreed to teach Song Xiangsi, she would ask Song Xiangsi to stretch her ligaments every time she resumed dancing practice.

From straight horses to low waists, Yan Xuan asked for everything that could be imagined.

Song Xiangsi also unexpectedly agreed.

Every time she watched Song Xiangsi stand up with sweat on her head, Yan Xuan didn't feel much pleasure in her heart, instead she became more and more suspicious of what she was doing.

Perhaps considering the effect of the program, the program group finally gave them the script and asked them to perform along with the script.

Qian Jin is still keeping his promise, and has not violated the original agreement.

In the script, she and Song Xiangsi had almost no personal contact with each other.

They are much more harmonious in the camera, and after leaving the camera, they will continue to practice in the same way as before.

At the end of the fourth day, Yan Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tomorrow, I will take the students from Class A to participate in the activity, so I will thank you."

Yan Xuan said to Lian.

Ying Lian nodded in response, and praised Song Xiangsi by the way: "Ms. Song is very smart, I don't need to bother at all."

Yan Xuan raised her eyebrows, thinking that Ying Lian seemed to like Song Xiangsi a lot, and this liking was more of respect.

But think about it, after all, with a false name, it is inevitable that some people will be deceived.

Wasn't she before.

It was night when they left the practice room.

Ying Lian glanced at the starry sky, then suddenly turned her head to Song Xiangsi and said, "Mr. Song, do you have an album called "Venus"?"

Song Xiangsi hummed.

Ying Lian said again: "My niece likes you very much. After knowing that I recorded a show with you, please ask me to ask you for an autographed album. Can you..."

I didn't say anything later, but everyone understood the meaning.

It's nothing more than wanting a signed album.

In fact, Ying Lian wanted to say this a long time ago, but because Song Xiangsi had always been lukewarm towards her before, she refrained from saying it.

In the past few days, because of practicing the theme song, she and Song Xiangsi gradually warmed up.

Although he only took the initiative to talk to her, most of the content was related to Yan Xuan.

such as:

"Give this to Xiaoxuan, please."

"Did you see Xiaoxuan on the road?"

There are also irrelevant ones, such as:

"The dance studio next door seems to be bigger."

"Teacher Song Zhi just said that he wanted to go to the dance practice room next door."

Song Xiangsi understood and nodded, "Okay, I'll give it to you later."

Because they didn't want to be next to Song Xiangsi, Ying Lian and Song Xiangsi were in the middle of the group of four, and she and Song Zhi walked on both sides of the road.

"Where are you going, Xiaoxuan?"

Seeing that she was about to arrive at the dormitory, Yan Xuan took another route.

The way to the street outside.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to have supper, you go back first."

After speaking, Yan Xuan walked out without looking back.

Ying Lian froze for a moment, then paused in her footsteps, it's already midnight, do you still want supper?

While she was in a daze, Song Xiangsi at the side took the initiative to follow behind Yan Xuan.

"Are you hungry? Let's go together?" Ying Lian said to Song Zhi who was on the side.

Song Zhi shook his head: "I'm not hungry, I'm sleepy, I don't want to go."

Upon hearing this, Ying Lian said, "Okay, then I'll go with them."

"Hey..." Song Zhi frowned and stopped her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry." Ying Lian glanced at the backs of the two who had already walked away, and just about to stop them, she heard Song Zhi say again:

"You haven't seen it yet? Song Xiangsi is deliberately looking for an opportunity to get close to Yan Xuan."

Ying Lian was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Song Zhi: "Didn't you see it? These two days Song Xiangsi frantically suggested that we change the dance studio, didn't he just want to be alone with Yan Xuan?"

"Is there?" Ying Lian thought about it for a while, and began to question whether she and Song Zhi were in the same time and space, why couldn't she remember that she was hinted at?

——The dance studio next door seems to be bigger.

——Teacher Song Zhi just said that he wanted to go to the dance practice room next door.

Ying Lian: "..."

It turned out to be the case.

She said why Song Xiangsi talked to her for no reason.

It's a pity she didn't understand a word.

Thinking of this, Ying Lian suddenly lost his mind, looked at the two people who had gone away and muttered to himself: "But didn't they break up?"

Song Zhi scratched his head, feeling that the question of Ying Lian was a bit silly, but he still told her: "We can get back together after breaking up. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Song Xiangsi is asking for peace."

Ying Lian sighed, and decided to go back to the dormitory with Song Zhi.

While walking, he asked: "Then do you think Xiaoxuan still likes Teacher Song?"

Song Zhi touched his chin and said deeply, "It's hard to say."

"It's hard to say."

"You probably don't like it. Look at Yan Xuan's ruthless hands. How can you be so ruthless to someone you like?"

"Of course not, then I probably don't like it."

"But why do you care so much?"

As soon as he walked to the elevator, Song Zhi suddenly stopped and made a sound in doubt.

"My niece is a fan of Teacher Song, not only asked me to sign the album, but also asked me to find out about her and Xiaoxuan." Ying Lian was also a little helpless.

Song Zhi: "..."

"Your niece has a bright future. By the way, how old is she?"

"Ten years old."

"..."

On the other side, after Song Xiangsi caught up with Yan Xuan, she followed her and asked:

"What do you want to eat?"

Yan Xuan glanced at the person walking beside her, but did not answer.

"There is a barbecue restaurant in front of it, which is very good, do you want to eat it?"

"..."

"What about grilled fish? Or hot pot?"

"..."

“There is also a store in front of Sichuan cuisine and Cantonese cuisine.”

"..."

Song Xiangsi's voice was gentle and slow, just as gentle as before.

In the past, the most frequent sentence she answered was:

——Song Song I can eat whatever I want.

Walking in front of the busy city, Yan Xuan suddenly stopped, looked at Song Xiangsi at the side, and said in a slightly impatient voice:

"Is it annoying? When did you talk so much? I can choose what I want to eat. Why do I have to choose from the choices you give me?"

Only then did Song Xiangsi realize that Yan Xuan seemed to be in a bad mood.

After a few seconds of silence, he pursed his lips and said warmly, "Sorry, I won't talk anymore, don't be angry."

Yan Xuan ignored Song Xiangsi and walked towards the downtown area.

Even though it is already early in the morning, this area is still lively, and most of the snack bars and other stores are still open.

Yan Xuan had never been here before, so she didn't know that the streets here in the early morning would be so lively.

The entrance of the downtown area is a shop similar to the decoration of a boutique, and a girl is watching the shop at the door.

There was only a girl in it.

Yan Xuan wore a hoodie and sweater today, she put on the hat and walked to the store.

"Don't come."

Even though Yan Xuan didn't turn her head to talk to her, Song Xiangsi knew that the words were meant for her.

So he stopped and didn't go in.

Yan Xuan lowered her head to choose from the shelves, and took a hat and a mask.

When I was about to check out, I paused.

Gritting his teeth, he took another hat and mask from the shelf.

When checking out, although Yan Xuan tried her best to lower her head, the girl at the cash register still took a few extra glances at her.

Yan Xuan breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the settlement.

After going out, he threw the hat and mask to Song Xiangsi.

"Put it on."

She can't be driven away, and Song Xiangsi can't let Song Xiangsi hold her back and let others find out.

Song Xiangsi hummed, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

This is also the meaning of allowing her to follow.