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There was the sound of water inside, and after about 15 minutes, the door opened, and hot water mist came from inside the door, with the aroma of shower milk in the humidity.

Jiang Ciru, who was wearing Pikachu pajamas, appeared in front of Shi Wei. The steam steamed her skin until it was tender and red, and her almond eyes were watery, shining brightly under the light.

Shi Wei hastily lowered her head, restraining the corners of her mouth from crazily rising.

In my impression, Jiang Ciru never likes to wear heavy-colored clothes. Her attire is always light white gray, or some temperamental cool colors. Only occasionally when she is on the show, she will wear some dazzling colors.

But now she has a pair of big Pikachu smiling eyes on her chest, and her big ears are hanging behind her hat. If you look closely, there is a lightning-like tail hanging from the back of her trousers.

Such pajamas appeared on Jiang Ciru's body, which looked very nondescript.

Jiang Ciru saw that Shi Wei was holding back a smile, she pursed her lips even tighter, stepped out of the bathroom door barefoot, and walked past Shi Wei with her head held high.

"Wait." Shi Wei quickly stretched out his hand to pull her, but he didn't hold her back and held her by the tail.

Jiang Ciru's pants were suddenly pulled, she paused, and opened Shi Wei's hand with her backhand.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Ciru asked coldly.

What did she say at least three times this night? It seems that Jiang Ciru's endurance has reached its peak tonight, Shi Wei thought silently.

"This dress is a bit strange." Shi Wei controlled the corner of his mouth and said seriously.

Jiang Ciru looked down at his own tail, his face darkened a bit, turned around and walked past Shi Wei, squeezing her against the wall.

"Xiao Liu is on leave today, so I can't come to deliver the clothes." Jiang Ciru said, "Put on yours first."

Before Shi Wei could respond, Jiang Ciru found the room with Shi Wei's name on it, turned the doorknob and walked in.

Shi Wei gave up struggling and followed into the door.

Shi Wei and Pei Xing lived together in this room, and the furnishings inside also showed a trend of polarization. On the left is Pei Xing's area, with dolls and scattered dresses everywhere.

Pei Xing likes to wear some girly clothes, brightly colored and with glitter, there is not enough space in the closet, and the rest are all hung on the wall, making people dazzled.

But Shi Wei's side was completely different. The sheets and quilts were all prepared by the program group, and they were neatly folded. There was an old suitcase beside the bed, and a row of musical instruments.

Jiang Ciru frowned and looked around, then asked, "Where are your clothes?"

Shi Wei walked quickly to the closet, opened the door, and pointed to the arm-width compartment: "Here."

Jiang Ciru looked at the neatly folded small stack of fabrics inside, and was silent for a while, then walked over slowly, and checked with his fingertips.

"That's it." Jiang Ciru's brows were getting deeper and deeper, and after he finished speaking, he pulled away and left.

Shi Wei took out the shirt and looked at it, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

What Jiang Ciru chose was the dark shirt and jeans he wore in the preliminary round.

She was surprised when Jiang Ciru crossed her arms and walked around in a circle. She stared at the overcrowded dressing table for a while, and then suddenly spoke.

"Is there nothing of yours in this room?"

Shi Wei glanced back, pointed at the musical instruments, and said with a smile: "I don't have much stuff, and I only took them when I returned home."

"No clothes?" Jiang Ciru asked again.

Shi Wei's face was a little red, she closed the closet door, took the clothes and walked to the bedside to put them down, a little embarrassed: "Only these, in fact, I usually only wear training clothes, and the clothes for the competition are also prepared by the program team, and I can't wear my own clothes. arrive."

When she lowered her head to put her clothes down, she missed the gloomy look in Jiang Ciru's eyes for a moment.

"Where do you live?" Jiang Ciru suddenly asked again.

Looking at the girl in front of him who raised her eyes because of doubt, Jiang Ciru looked away and bent over to pick up the guitar on the ground.

"I've been living with Pei Xing since I came back, and I haven't had time to find a house yet." Shi Wei said softly, covering the camera with a towel, "Ms. Jiang, change your clothes."

Shi Wei walked out, and the door was gently closed.

Jiang Ciru looked around, put his fingertips on the suitcase full of wear marks, and gently stroked it.

When the fingertips slid across the side, they stayed for a long time. There was a string of engraved letters there, like someone's signature.

----

There are always very few days of rest. After a short period of joy, the day of the performance will come again.

The training time became extremely long, but a few days seemed like two months had passed, especially when the intensity of dance training was increased, the days became even more painful.

Except for Ke Xun, who seemed like a duck to water, the other three complained about the dance moves every day, wishing they could break their legs and never learn them again.

Although Wei Jingran is not as good as Ke Xun, he has also taken dance lessons before and has some dance foundation, so it is relatively easy.

At first, the bruises on Shi Wei's legs were not healed, and she didn't dare to dance too hard, so her progress was much slower than the others. Seeing that the day of the performance was approaching, she almost allocated half of her singing time to dancing. Like Wei Jingran, he practiced until the early hours of the morning every day, but still had little effect.

In particular, there is a collective forward rolling freeze-frame movement, which is even more difficult for Shi Wei who has no foundation.

"I really don't understand. We are here to compete in singing, why do we still need to learn to dance?" Pei Xing, who had practiced for a day, lay down on the ground and wailed.

"My legs are not mine anymore." Xie Nannan fell on top of her and lifted up her pants, "Look, it's swollen like a carrot."

Ke Xun on one side finished the last dance, and came to pull them with a smile: "Okay, okay, didn't you finish well today? Go back and memorize the movements again, and you will be able to do it tomorrow."

"Shi Wei." She raised her voice, "Don't practice too, you may hurt your knees if you dance for too long."

Shi Wei was already sweating profusely at this time, and the air conditioner couldn't even dry the sweat on her head. She stopped panting, and waved to Ke Xun.

Wei Jingran on the side had already completed the movements very well, and was standing and resting at this time, his toes standing on tiptoe like a swan.

Shi Wei felt a little depressed, so he turned on the music again and danced along alone.

Ke Xun and the others looked at each other, pulled each other up, walked forward silently, stood in formation, and practiced with Shi Wei.

Dinner time had already passed, and after a few more times, Shi Wei looked at Xie Nannan whose face had turned pale in the mirror, and hurriedly turned off the music.

"Go and eat quickly, you don't need to accompany me." Shi Wei forced a smile, she stretched out her hand to embrace Xie Nannan, and stroked her head, "If you faint from hunger, the performance will really be over in a few days. "

"No, I can't leave you alone." Xie Nannan whispered.

"Shi Wei, don't practice anymore, you can't go hungry for training." Pei Xing jumped up and took Shi Wei's hand, and said earnestly, "Isn't it just one movement, the big deal is that we don't want it, less is fine. it's nothing."

"What's the big deal?" Wei Jingran asked suddenly, she looked sideways, and looked at Shi Wei, "The movements we have carefully planned, if we say we give up, we will give up?"

"The ending is very important." Wei Jingran said softly, his red lips slightly curled up, "If you don't have enough strength, you can't hold back the whole team."

"Who is holding back!" Pei Xing jumped up, "Didn't we also slightly change the arrangement? She was also the one who accompanied you at the beginning!"

"Okay, okay." Ke Xun frowned and pulled Pei Xing away, and whispered, "Don't quarrel with her."

"Wei Wei, then let's go to eat first, you can finish your practice in a while, you are too tired today." Ke Xun said worriedly, she looked at Shi Wei's face, and then pulled a few people away.

Shi slightly raised his head, and met Shang Wei Jingran's gaze again, who was looking at her contemptuously.

Since the night of the hot pot, this Wei Jingran has become more and more hostile towards her.

"Your singing at the beginning is still flawed." Shi Wei suddenly said, she turned to look at herself in the mirror, "The last line is out of tune."

Wei Jingran's hand holding the bag stopped for a moment.

"I hope we all work hard and don't hold back the whole team." Shi Wei said seriously, then turned on the music and began to dance along.

"You..." Wei Jingran's face turned red, she stood for a while, then turned around and left, the door was slammed shut by the wind.

Wei Jingran was angry with success, Shi Wei felt relieved for a moment, tried to get rid of the depression in his heart, and returned to practice.

After she finished training, there was no one in the training room on the two floors, and it was pitch black outside the window. It was raining tonight, and the wind blew the trees left and right, like a precursor to a disaster movie.

Shi Wei felt her legs tremble, and every time she took a step, she had the urge to kneel on the ground, so she had to lean against the wall to calm herself down slowly.

The last movement was still not practiced well, Shi Wei was very depressed, and even his mood was low like a black cloud that was suppressed outside the window.

At the same time, in the recording room on the other side, Cheng Sihe yawned into the sky, with an average of two yawns per minute, which made him look like tears filled his eyes.

"I talk like a sister, you have directed what you should have taught today, and you have finished recording the scenes that should be recorded, why don't you go back, everyone in the program group has finished work." Cheng Sihe yawned again, and buried his chin in the in the arm.

Beside him, Jiang Ciru was sitting gracefully with his left leg on his right, shaking a glass of honey lemonade in his hand.

And on the screen in front of them is the picture of each training room.

"This little girl has really worked hard. She has practiced one movement forty times. Look, is there black and blue on this leg?" Cheng Sihe asked, pointing to the screen in the lower right corner.

Jiang Ciru glanced at it, but said nothing.

In the picture, Shi Wei seems to be able to walk at last, he is staggering against the wall, slowly picks up a change bag as big as a bucket, and turns off the light.

"Let's go." Jiang Ciru said suddenly, then got up and strode out the door.

"Why so suddenly?" Cheng Sihe was taken aback, and then ran, "Sister Ciru, wait for me!"

Shi Wei felt a little top-heavy, she hadn't eaten yet, and she didn't know if there was food in the dormitory, so Shi Wei sighed, and slowly moved her legs that seemed to be filled with lead.

There was no one in the corridor. She turned a corner with her eyelids downcast, but a pair of nude high-heeled shoes suddenly appeared in her sight. The feet in the shoes were fair and thin.

Shi slightly raised his head, his eyes widening in surprise.