[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Song Zheji frowned, and said in a bad tone, "Ji Li, be careful what you say."

Ji Li sneered, and when he passed by Mo Yihuan, he bumped him with his shoulder: "Hey, let me tell you, don't believe what he says. He's a scumbag, the kind who just dumps him after he's done playing. "

Mo Yihuan: "..."

Song Zheji showed a sullen look on his face: "Ji Li, have you said enough?"

Mo Yihuan smiled awkwardly: "Then what, you guys talk first, I'll go eat."

He hurriedly strode out of the dance practice room, and because he walked in a hurry without looking at the road, he bumped into a person as soon as he went out.

The familiar, faint scent of red sandalwood rushed into the tip of his nose, Mo Yihuan hurriedly raised his head, and looked into a pair of deep black eyes.

Mo Yihuan was stunned, his brain froze for an instant, but he still didn't sniff.Although he doesn't know why a modern person still has this retro scent, but he has to say...

The scent is still as good as ever.

Just when he was in a daze stupidly, the man in front of him frowned and pushed him away with a bad expression.

Mo Yihuan: "You..."

It was only then that Ji Yue noticed the young man's attire. He was wearing a red dress that was meandering and charming, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, charming but not colorful.Even though he has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has seen all kinds of exquisite skins, he still couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart.

Seeing the man staring straight at her, Mo Yihuan felt a little embarrassed, her face was slightly hot, and she lowered her head.Only then did Ji Yue realize his gaffe, turned his eyes away, and walked over while rubbing Mo Yihuan's shoulder.

Three days passed, and soon it was the day of the interview.

It will be his turn soon. Sitting in the backstage lounge, Mo Yihuan anxiously asked Lin Fei who was sitting next to him: "Well... I'm actually not that bad at dancing, right?"

"This is the third time you've asked me today." Lin Fei smiled: "You just have to know it yourself, don't ask me."

Mo Yihuan's nose turned ashamed, he scratched his hair embarrassingly, then possessed himself, and softly asked 520 who was squatting in his arms: "Hey, what do you think of my dancing?"

"Uh..." 520 hesitated for a while: "Actually, it's not bad, it's a bit pity!"

Mo Yihuan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

520 patted his face with his little paw: "Really, go with confidence, you are the most coquettish...ah no, the best!"

A person walked in at the door and informed Mo Yihuan that he was going to play.

Mo Yihuan walked onto the stage nervously.

There are three mentors sitting under the stage.Mo Yihuan learned from Song Zheji before that Ji Yue is good at dancing, Gu Ying is good at singing, and Zhang Yiran is good at acting.Players can choose mentors according to their areas of expertise.

The entire interview was broadcast live, with several cameras in different positions facing him, and the flashes flickered "click, click, click".Mo Yihuan's heart was beating violently because of nervousness, and she introduced herself dryly in a tense voice.

He met Ji Yue's eyes, and Ji Yue looked at him expressionlessly: "Let's start."

The music started.Mo Yihuan had never had stage experience before, so he was so nervous that he didn't even know what he was dancing, and he was completely following his body's memory.When the last one spun, the hairpin on his head flew out because of too much force.

With a "whoosh", the hairpin flew past Ji Yue's cheek.

Mo Yihuan was stunned on the spot, his mind was full of two big words: It's over.

He seemed to be... completely screwed up.

Looking at the judges sitting below, except for Ji Yue who was still expressionless, the other two mentors showed indescribable expressions.

After an awkward silence, Ji Yue slowly said, "What are you dancing on?"

Mo Yihuan: "..."

This dog man, is it necessary to be so direct? !

The man sitting next to Ji Yue laughed and said in a joking tone: "Okay, I've seen a lot of good dancers, and it's the first time I've seen someone who dances as uniquely as you."

The person who spoke should be Zhang Yiran.

Facing his comments that he didn't know whether to praise or ridicule, Mo Yihuan could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile.

The host on the side said: "Then now, I would like to ask the instructors to express their opinions. The instructor who does not want to keep this contestant can turn off the lights."

It's over, and there must be no lights.

Mo Yihuan closed his eyes nervously, and opened them half a moment later with luck.

...Wait, what's going on?

For a moment, Mo Yihuan thought he had misread it, because among the three lights in front of him, only Gu Ying's was off, while Ji Yue's and Zhang Yiran's were on.

Zhang Yiran kept the lamp, probably because Song Zheji had greeted him beforehand... But what happened to Ji Yue's lamp?

Mo Yihuan looked at Ji Yue in shock, and Zhang Yiran also looked at Ji Yue suspiciously.He knew that Ji Yue's vision had always been particularly harsh, and he had five or six interviews in the morning, and this was the first time he had left the light on.

Mo Yihuan stared at Ji Yue dumbfounded, but Ji Yue still looked at him expressionlessly.After realizing it, Mo Yihuan was overjoyed and couldn't help laughing foolishly.

... Does this mean that Ji Yue has a crush on him?

The host coughed lightly, and said, "Both mentors are willing to keep you, you can choose a mentor."

Is this still an option?Mo Yihuan did not hesitate: "I choose Ji Yue...ah no, Teacher Ji."

While secretly complaining in my heart, why do I feel that the title of Teacher Ji is weird...

Mo Yihuan went down to the backstage, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, he picked up the 520 and was devastated: "I succeeded in everything, he chose me, he chose me!"

520: "...shady."

Mo Yihuan raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

520: "Cough, cough, no, it means that you have extraordinary strength and extraordinary strength!"

We will be preparing for the second round soon.

Mo Yihuan knew it well, this competition was different from the interview, it wasn't something that could be fooled by a single meal, it was a real thing.

He sat in the dance practice room, feeling uneasy sitting face to face with Ji Yue.

After being speechless for a while, Mo Yihuan coughed lightly and asked cautiously: "Well, I want to ask, am I really a bad dancer?"

Ji Yue: "Very bad."

Mo Yihuan blinked and blurted out: "Then why did you keep me?"

Ji Yue didn't answer him, but said in a deep voice: "Mo Yihuan, there is still half a month before the competition. You don't have basic skills, so you should hurry up and practice hard during this time. I will find time to guide you personally."

Mo Yihuan nodded obediently: "Oh..."

"I'll give you a video first. You can practice according to the above dance," Ji Yue said, "I'll give you three days. When you finish practicing, come to me and show me the dance."

The man's thin lips moved, but Mo Yihuan didn't listen to what he said. He just stared at Ji Yue's side face stupidly, while feeling in his heart, this man is really good-looking, there is no dead angle in 360 degrees. kind……

Thinking of this, Mo Yihuan's Adam's apple twitched, and he swallowed.

Ji Yue frowned slightly: "Mo Yihuan, are you listening?"

Mo Yihuan hurried back to his senses: "I'm here! I'm listening!"

Ji Yue stood up: "If there's no problem, I'll leave first. If you have any questions, you can ask me anytime."

"Oh……"

Mo Yihuan reluctantly watched Ji Yue's back disappear outside the door.

That night, Mo Yihuan found that his name appeared on the hot search list.

#idol trainee Mo Yihuan collapses the whole section#

Mo Yihuan: "???"

He clicked on the hot search, and suddenly found that his beautiful and moving dance had been intercepted into various animations and emoticons. There were tens of thousands of comments below. The basic style of painting is as follows:

Ahhh, this face is really beautiful!I love it!

It's really beautiful, I'm not as beautiful as a man, I'm ashamed of you?

After jumping like this, why did my brother choose him?

There is one thing to say, Yan can still play, and the rest is fine. My younger brother in elementary school can dance radio exercises more fluently than him.

Where is 1?

Wait, no one wants to talk about that hairpin, I suspect it was murder.

Am I the only one who thinks Ji Yue has a problem with his eyes?Sisters are more happy with CP, do you want to knock it up?

Is there something wrong with the cp guy?Thank you for taking my brother away.

……

Mo Yihuan browsed through the past one by one, feeling a little complicated.

Song Zheji also called to comfort him: "Don't pay too much attention to what those people say, if there is a topic, there will be heat, and if there is heat, it is a good thing."

Mo Yihuan: "...It's okay, I really don't care."

In fact, he is more interested in those who want to smack cp than those fancy remarks that black him.With a narrow mind, Mo Yihuan built a small account and created a "Yuehuan Chaohua".

520 on the side: "Brother, you still know how to play."

For the next two days, Ji Yue didn't show up again, and Mo Yihuan knew that he might be busy making an announcement.He practiced obediently according to the street dance in the video, practicing very hard, thinking that he must dance so that Ji Yue can boast of himself.

On the third day, Ji Yue asked Mo Yihuan to meet in the dance studio.

Mo Yihuan practiced dancing very late the day before, so he accidentally got up late. When he hurried over, Ji Yue was already there waiting for him.

"Sorry, sorry I'm late..."

Ji Yue looked at the guilty and uneasy look of the young man in front of him, but he didn't say anything to blame, but said helplessly: "It's okay, you can dance."

Mo Yihuan danced along with the music, and he felt that his dance was actually pretty good this time, at least much better than last time.

Ji Yue frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Mo Yihuan asked cautiously: "Um... am I not good at dancing?"

Ji Yue said: "The movement of pressing the cross in the second section, you can dance it again for me to see.

Mo Yihuan danced again as promised.

Ji Yue said, "No."

Mo Yihuan lowered his voice again: "...Is that so?"

"wrong."

Ji Yue stood up with an impatient look on his face.