I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

Lu Zhaomian stopped breathing for a moment.

This sentence sounds strange.

It can't be blamed on Lu Zhaomian thinking too much, after all, he just heard He Simeng explain the meaning of cp.

"Do you know what cp means?" Lu Zhaomian couldn't help asking.

Zhuang Zhi tapped lightly on the table.

Lu Zhaomian immediately lowered her head and stuffed a mouthful of rice, and found that the tacit understanding between herself and Zhuang Zhi was somewhat inexplicable.

"know."

After Lu Zhaomian finished chewing the rice, Zhuang Zhicai answered lazily.

That's right, I heard that Zhuang Zhi has been in the industry for several years, so he must know these things.

"It's fake, you don't have to take it seriously." Zhuang Zhi added.

Lu Zhaomian stopped chewing for two seconds before continuing, and swallowed dryly with her head down.

The air suddenly quieted down.

Lu Zhaomian sensed something was wrong, and looked up, only to realize that Zhuang Zhi was looking at her motionless.

Lu Zhaomian mobilized the tacit understanding between herself and Zhuang Zhi, guessing that Zhuang Zhi was waiting for her answer, racked her brains for a long time before holding back a few words: "Yes, they are all fake."

As soon as the voice fell, the air suddenly became quieter.

Zhuang Zhi looked at Lu Zhaomian for a while before speaking.

"I mean you and Li Han's cp fake."

"Ah?" Lu Zhaomian was a little confused by this, "What?"

Zhuang Zhi seemed a little irritable, frowning, not knowing what psychological struggle he was doing.

The practice schedule was tight, and before Lu Zhaomian could wait for Zhuang Zhi's answer, the broadcast informed the trainees to go to the training room for training.

Zhuang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, supported the table and stood up, with a hoarse voice, "You go first, I'll put the tableware."

"No need." Lu Zhaomian said hastily, "I'll go by myself."

Zhuang Zhi moved the dinner plate to his side first, then raised his eyelids and gave Lu Zhaomian a look.

"Oh."

Lu Zhaomian stopped and replied honestly.

When Lu Zhaomian rushed to the training room, the dance teacher had already arrived.

The two groups of trainees of "Violent" are of good level, and the dance teacher finished the whole dance for them in one day.

"Practice first, I'll go to another group to see." The dance teacher saw that they had already jumped down completely, and pointed at the ceiling and said.

After the dance teacher left, Lu Zhaomian took her team along a few times. Seeing that everyone was tired, she gestured for everyone to rest for a while.

"Brother Lu, here, water." Li Han picked up a bottle of water from the ground, leaned over to Lu Zhaomian, and handed it to him.

Lu Zhaomian glanced at him, bent down to get her own water, a beautiful and smooth waist line was outlined under the pink sweater during the movement.

"No, I have it, thank you." Lu Zhaomian shook the bottle in front of Li Han.

His sweat-soaked face was too pretty.

Li Han's expression changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Didn't Director Zhou tell you?"

Lu Zhaomian froze for a moment, glanced around Li Han suspiciously, and slightly twitched her brows, understanding what he meant.

"said."

Li Han breathed a sigh of relief, and moved forward again, "Then you..."

"But I refused."

Li Han's movement of approaching suddenly stopped, and he couldn't believe that Lu Zhaomian would refuse this beneficial and harmless matter.

Unwilling to give up, Li Han stretched out his hand to reach Lu Zhaomian's cuff, but just as he stretched out his hand, a cold voice came into his ears.

"Lu Zhaomian."

Lu Zhaomian looked sideways, just avoiding Li Han's outstretched hand, and Li Han also looked in the direction of the voice.

Standing under the light, Zhuang Zhi's skin was dazzlingly white, and his partial eyes seemed to be dyed with ink, they were completely black.

Zhuang Zhi's expression was not very good, Li Han suddenly met Zhuang Zhi's gaze, he was frightened, and couldn't help trembling slightly.

Li Han's hand was still frozen in the air, and from the corner of his eye, Zhuang Zhi glanced at his hand lightly, with a mocking arc drawn from the corner of his mouth.

Li Han felt that he had been slapped hard, his whole face was burning, and he withdrew his hand in a bit of embarrassment.

"squeak"

The dance teacher rescued Li Han from this embarrassing situation.

The trainees stood up immediately after the dance teacher came in.

The dance teacher had a good impression of them, and he was a little more close to them in his words.

"Don't worry, that group didn't even divide their parts, and they don't know what they were doing this morning." The dance teacher complained.

The people present were all good people, knowing what to say and what not to say in front of the camera, they just smiled and didn't go along with it.

The dance teacher also realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed the subject, "Then let's practice a few more times."

The trainees also went downhill along the donkey and returned to their original positions one after another.

The dance teacher left after teaching for three hours in the afternoon, and let the trainees practice by themselves.

Zhuang Zhi seemed to be busy, so he left after staying for a while, leaving the rest of the group looking at each other.

The team members muttered a few words together, and their impressions of Zhuang Zhi were somewhat complicated.

Say Zhuang Zhi is not good, he gave them all the highlights of the whole dance; say him well, he seems to pay no attention to them at all, they even have reason to suspect that Zhuang Zhi didn't remember their names at all .

"Forget it, let's start practicing, I haven't memorized the movements, don't think about these things." A team member woke up the others.

Also.

Players look across the training room.

That was Lu Zhaomian's team.

That group has completely followed the dance moves. The teenagers' movements are natural and smooth, and their expressions are enthusiastic and high-spirited. This is the confidence given to them by their familiarity with the dance moves.

The contestants looked at it for a while, calmed down their mood in silence, and devoted themselves to training.

It was getting late, and the staff secretly turned on all the lights in the training room.

The broadcast outside the training room rang, and the trainees also went out to the cafeteria to have dinner one after another.

Lu Zhaomian and Mo Tingxing stayed in the training room waiting for He Simeng.

Li Han didn't come to pester Lu Zhaomian this time, he glanced at him vaguely before turning around and leaving the door.

Lu Zhaomian was baffled by his look, her heart skipped a beat twice, her intuition was not quite right.

He Simeng didn't make them wait too long this time, and rushed in with his mobile phone in two or three steps.

"Hey, Xiaolu, I just browsed your chat and found that we both have cp." He Simeng held up his mobile phone and stood in front of Lu Zhaomian, letting Lu Zhaomian look at the huge words on the screen.

——Lu Zhaomian & He Simeng

Mo Tingxing leaned over to take a look, wondering, "The show has only aired for one episode, why did you get you together?"

"Hey, what's the matter, there are people who smashed Xiaolu to blow the air." He Simeng waved his hands indifferently, "Don't use Xiaolu's face to waste it."

He Simeng is also a person who loves surfing the Internet, so he naturally knows Lu Zhaomian's name outside.

——The first gourd in the camp.

After all, he is a melon, and he is still a peerless good melon visible to the naked eye. How could show fans let him go? Even if they don't pull it now, they might pull it in the future.

He Si dreamed that he saw Lu Zhaomian's long CP under the CP super chat, patted Lu Zhaomian's shoulder with some distress, and sighed: "Silly boy, you are also to blame for your hard work."

Lu Zhaomian: "???"

Mo Tingxing looked at Lu Zhaomian's ignorant eyes, couldn't help but knocked He Simeng on the head, and warned: "Okay, don't spoil the child."

Lu Zhaomian's expression became even more confused.

"Hey, let's go eat first." Mo Tingxing quickly changed the subject, seemed to remember something, and asked He Simeng, "Why are you so fast this time?" Don't you usually have to invite him in person?

"Hey." He Simeng pursed her lips, "Isn't it because I don't know how to practice? I don't even have a good part."

"You haven't divided your parts yet?" Lu Zhaomian was stunned, she didn't expect that the group the dance teacher mentioned was He Simeng's group.

"Don't mention it." He Simeng swiped his phone twice with his head down, "Today is out of action, let's see how we arrange tomorrow."

Lu Zhaomian and Mo Tingxing looked at each other, and they both saw worry in each other's eyes.

"Don't worry about it, I can take care of it." He Si dreamed that the expressions of the two of them were a little heavy, and he couldn't help laughing.

Lu Zhaomian thought for a while, but was still not at ease, "If you need anything, just come to me."

"Brother! You are so kind!" He Simeng rushed forward with a face full of emotion.

Mo Tingxing seemed to have anticipated something, and gave Lu Zhaomian a sympathetic look.

Lu Zhaomian keenly caught Mo Tingxing's eyes, and looked back wonderingly.

Mo Tingxing didn't speak, but smiled meaningfully.

Not long after, Lu Zhaomian understood the meaning of that smile.

He Simeng was also very clingy to him before, but not to the extent he is now. He followed him every step of the way, and asked for his warmth behind him. Mo Tingxing couldn't stand the thoughtfulness of his behavior, so he couldn't help complaining: "You should be released to deal with Li Han. After all, only magic can defeat magic."

As the "lord of suffering", Lu Zhaomian was devastated, and when he found that he couldn't handle He Simeng, he decided to go to Mo Tingxing.

Mo Tingxing was very experienced in dealing with He Simeng, he led Lu Zhaomian out calmly, closed the door as if nothing had happened, and locked He Simeng directly.

Lu Zhaomian was silent and looked at the closed door, the word "admiration" was almost engraved on her forehead.

He Simeng knocked on the door desperately, and said hoarsely: "I just came to watch the show with you, what are you doing?"

Hearing the word "program", Lu Zhaomian realized that today is the broadcast time of the second episode of "Let's Get Together".

The program group is not so generous, allowing them to watch every episode, showing them the first episode is already doing their best.

Besides, the trainees are all fighting Yigong and training hard, and the program team doesn't want to waste their time.

"Hey, don't you want to watch it?" He Simeng knocked on the door, his tone a little frightened, "Only I have a mobile phone, please beg me."

Lu Zhaomian looked at Mo Tingxing.

Mo Ting shook his head, indicating that he was not interested.

Lu Zhaomian was a little bit moved. Last week was the first episode of Chu Stage, and this week is the next episode.

Zhuang Zhi's performance and the battle of the two of them are in the next issue.

Lu Zhaomian blinked, and said to Mo Tingxing, "I want to go and have a look."

"Where are you looking?" Mo Tingxing wondered.

"I'm going to find Zhuang Zhi." Lu Zhaomian pointed to the corridor, "Let's go first."

Mo Tingxing silently looked at the back of Lu Zhaomian leaving, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

He Simeng was still struggling fearlessly, knowing that Mo Tingxing would not soften his heart, so he resolutely put his hope on Lu Zhaomian, "Brother, brother, please open the door, I promise I won't pester you anymore."

Mo Tingxing got a headache from being quarreled by He Simeng, so he said coldly, "Stop shouting, he's gone."

"Ah?" He Simeng paused, then subconsciously asked, "Where did you go?"

Mo Tingxing sneered.

"I went to find Zhuang Zhi."

The author has something to say:

Xiaozhuang: The cp between you and xx is fake.

Xiaolu:?

Xiaozhuang: But it’s true with me.