shining you

He memorized while studying, and by noon, his fighting spirit was still very high, and he basically memorized everything.

While jumping, the door was opened a crack, and Mu Fuyang came: "It's time for dinner, what do you want to eat?"

Shen Chen raised his hand, shook his waist, shook his head, still concentrating on his heartbeat: "Listen to you."

Mu Fuyang left quickly, and after about 20 minutes, he walked in with a cardboard box: "I ordered mixed rice according to my taste."

Shen Chen nodded: "No problem, I'm not picky."

The two sat on the ground and ate. The dance room was very soundproof, but if the sound was turned on too loudly, the house would not be completely silent.

Someone was still practicing dancing during the meal, and there was a little noise outside at the moment. Shen Chen danced for a long time and was very tired.But Mu Fuyang's meals are not at the same frequency as him, he is as delicate as a big girl embroidering, picking and choosing slowly.

Shen Chen couldn't help looking up at him, watching Mu Fuyang pick out the uneaten dishes from the lunch box while eating.

Shredded green peppers, purple cabbage, onion rings...

The takeaway rice has a lot of side dishes and very little meat.

Shen Chen saw that he was full from the breakfast for three people, and he picked more and more, and put them on the transparent lid, piled up like a hill.

For a moment, he almost suspected that he ordered the meal.

He couldn't help pointing at the lid of the box: "You don't eat these dishes?"

Mu Fuyang nodded of course.

Shen Chen asked again: "Then why do you call this mixed rice?"

Mu Fuyang especially emphasized: "The sweet shrimp inside is very fresh. Although the fried chicken is only a few pieces, it is relatively crispy. It is perfect without so many mayonnaise. Understand?"

"Uh..." Shen Chen didn't understand.

He didn't want to waste time saying these meaningless things to Mu Fuyang.

He wanted him to see his dance.

After eating and resting for a while, I stood up, took off the outer shirt, and reopened the MV wearing only a tight-fitting shirt.

Yu Chenxi was agitated, Shen Chen was comparing the MV while looking at the mirror, beat himself, twisted his waist, stretched his hips, raised his hands, leaned back, and opened his arms...

Just as he was feeling better, Mu Fuyang's voice suddenly couldn't hold back: "Take a rest first, it doesn't feel right."

Shen Chen said blankly: "How does it feel? Can you be more specific."

Mu Fuyang propped his chin and thought for a while: "Feelings are just feelings, what do you want me to say about things that cannot be visualized."

"..."

Yu Chenxi's singing and dancing are not bad, and the typhoon is quite unique, he doesn't think it's like it, and he deliberately avoids it, making it extremely difficult to correct it.

But Mu Fuyang was not satisfied.

Going back and forth like this, it will be six o'clock in a blink of an eye, but the effect is still not good.

Shen Chen was a little anxious.

Mu Fuyang was leaning on the chair, but finally sat cross-legged on the ground. Shen Chen twisted his waist for the hundreds of times, and was about to push out his hips.

He stood up suddenly and walked over, patted Shen Chen's thigh, made a loud "snap!", and said impatiently: "Just this place, push it out, it's clean."

Before Shen Chen realized where it was and how cleanly it was, Mu Fuyang's crotch directly touched his waist and pushed outward.

This was not expected by Shen Chen at all. After being hit by him like this, his hips flew out, but his whole body also flew out.

Shen Chen staggered two steps, turned his head away, and brushed the hair on his forehead: "..."

Mu Fuyang didn't seem to notice his awkwardness at all, and immediately switched to Ling another action.

"Here, slide, raise your arms, and push your chest. When you push, come back when you go out. Don't lift your chin." He demonstrated, pointing to his chest.

Shen Chen did it again, and swore that it was absolutely as he asked, but he still shook his head, as if dissatisfied: "This is too stiff."

"..."

Mu Fuyang hung the corner of his mouth: "Between stiffness and morning light, can you find a balance?"

Shen Chen didn't speak, Mu Fuyang stared at him, shrugged his shoulders, turned around and did it again: "Why don't you understand the essentials of such a simple movement? Your comprehension is too low."

"..."

Obviously, Mu Fuyang became serious.

But Shen Chen felt that what he said had no constructive effect, and he was a little distracted when he could leave, so he just forcibly focused his attention on Mu Fuyang.

"As for where you put your gaze, you can go wherever you want, but look for more seats, don't deliberately look handsome and don't look for seats, you know?"

Shen Chen pursed his lips slightly, not knowing at all in his heart, but said on his mouth: "Got it."

Mu Fuyang glanced at him silently, made two sliding steps in succession, slid directly to the edge of the chair, took out a towel from his backpack, and threw it at Shen Chen, covering his lowered head and Face.

"Okay, you can rest and think about it yourself, we will practice again tomorrow."

At night, Shen Chen's legs and waist hurt. In hot weather, others use cold water to shower, but he still uses hot water. After washing, he looks like a cooked prawn. His whole body is red, stiff and bent, and his back is straight. Can't get up.

For the final exam next week, the teacher of harmony and acoustics is a famous catcher, and the general history of Western music is a huge volume for art students.

This is not the key point, the key point is that Song Yuhan is still in charge, so the study atmosphere in the dormitory is strong for a long time.

Shen Chen climbed onto the bed two or three times, leaned on the head of the bed, flipped through the book, and threw it at his feet after finishing it.

But it feels like the pillow is still resting.

So I stretched out my hand to model it, and it turned out to be a book of "Money and Banking"...

Shen Chen was so happy these two days that he completely forgot about his plan to transfer to another department.

Now staring at the five big characters on the book, pause, Mamma Mia.

He opened the title page, stared at the page with no content for a while, then closed it again after thinking about it, and threw it at the end of the bed.

Forget it, it's just a matter of not passing the exam, and I'm going to make my debut anyway, so I won't transfer.

The distracted fat man below picked up the water from the water dispenser, distractedly saw him throwing the book, and teased him: "You are strong, you are also a star, you are also a music student in a prestigious school, and you are studying "Money and Banking Studies" leisurely while the scumbags are struggling to review. ", you are ever-changing, and you are about to catch up with Hannah Montana."

"..." Shen Chen rolled over from the bed, as if to throw "Money and Banking" directly on the fat man's head.

The fat man knelt down with his head in his arms: "Brother, the little one made a mistake, the little one made a mistake, and the little one shouldn't repay grievances with kindness."

"It's almost there."

While talking, the phone rang.

Shen Chen got off the bed and sat on the chair. It was Shen's mother.

Shen's mother asked over there: "How is the exam review?"

Shen Chen didn't want to affect his roommate, so he climbed down and went out to the aisle: "Oh, don't worry, you still don't believe my memory."

Shen's mother knew that Shen Chen was good at studying, but she was also very concerned: "You have to do well in the exam, and if you don't rank in the top [-]% of your age, you won't be allowed to transfer."

He thought about his words and knocked on the wall with his hands: "Mom, I have signed the contract. If I transfer to the School of Economics, I will have to take the freshman classes in my sophomore year. I can't take care of it."

Shen's mother disagreed: "Why can't you take care of it? Those who can do more work. If you have activities, you can ask for leave. Many celebrities can take care of both school and acting career. Natalie Portman, Gao Yuanyuan, don't they all go to college at the same time , while being a star?"

Shen Chen Lei was tender inside and out, and explained patiently but hard: "The nature of my work is different. He is an actor, and I am an idol."

Shen Ma sighed: "Wait a minute, I can't tell you, I'll ask your second aunt to tell you."

Shen Chen: "..."

Wait, please don't! !

Before it was too late, someone changed on the opposite side, and the voice soared loudly, as if the kettle was about to be filled, making a high-pitched and bright sound, resounding in Shen Chen's ears——

"Shen Chen, be obedient! You also know that you are an idol! I don't understand that you dyed your hair with colorful hair, danced some weird dances, and sang strange songs. What are you trying to do? Idols eat youth , you know? That so-and-so’s son, ah, was sent to Korea to learn to be an idol, we all laughed at him at the time, he made his debut, it’s over, he came back with a jumping injury, and now he’s at home, he can’t even do a serious job No."

Shen Chen responded immediately: "Yes, yes, I know, I know, jokes, jokes, no no."

Second Aunt Shen Chen finally announced: "Hurry up and review."

"Second Aunt, I understand, you should go to bed early." After hanging up the phone, Shen Chen felt tired.

The next day, Shen Chen showed up on time at 09:30 in the morning, and by the time Mu Fuyang arrived, he had already finished warming up.

Mu Fuyang changed into another black T-shirt and gray drawstring sweatpants. He looked very heat-absorbing while carrying the big bag.

Shen Chen couldn't help raising his face to look at him.

It cannot be denied that this is really an idol.

is handsome.

80.00% of the question of whether people look good in clothes depends on their face and figure.

Mu Fuyang's face is unparalleled in the world, handsome with personality, and has two long legs, even if he is dressed as the second uncle at the entrance of the village, he will not look ugly.

Just as Shen Chen was giving this same-sex unbiased compliment, he cast a glance at Shen Chen: "Did you think about it when you went back yesterday?"

Shen Chen woke up instantly: "Uh..."

After answering the phone yesterday and laying back on the bed, he had seriously thought about it for about ten minutes, but he didn't feel that he understood Mu Fuyang's request so well.

Mu Fuyang snorted, opened the paper bag, and expressed dissatisfaction while eating breakfast: "Aren't you a top student in University A?"

"..."

He took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun: "Do the math, you dance, I'll take a look first."

Here it is again, the top student of University A seems to have a grudge against him.

One side feeds the other side with water and soil, and returns me the steamed stuffed bun with big A.

This practice is practiced from morning to noon, and from noon to almost afternoon.

Mu Fuyang's impatience was beyond words, and he could only say that he was forcibly holding his temper: "You still don't understand what I mean. Every movement of yours is too rigid. When you are not like him, it seems that you can't jump."

"I..." Shen Chen was about to answer when the phone rang.

He went to the bag and took out his mobile phone. It was the fat man who called, "Chenchen, please help! Why did my computer screen go black all of a sudden?"

Shen Chen apologized and turned back to Mu Fuyang and said, "Give me a few minutes." Then he went to the base of the wall to give the fat man a remote guide. After guiding for a long time, the fat man still couldn't do it. He was afraid that Mu Fuyang would be impatient, so he Said: "I'll fix it for you when I come back tonight."

The fat man was miserable and distressed: "My essay for the public election."

"You take my notebook and write."

"Thank you Brother Chen, Brother Chen is so kind."

When Shen Chen turned his head, Mu Fuyang was a little impatient for waiting.

From now on, Shen Chen felt that he should express his thoughts, but he was a little daunted by his expression.

But holding back doesn't solve the problem.

Shen Chen opened his mouth and said boldly: "I don't know what kind of feeling you are talking about. I haven't imitated Yu Chenxi now. It may be that you always have a shadow of Yu Chenxi in your heart, so you think I look like him. .”

Mu Fuyang was startled: "..."

Usually he has a good temper and hardly gets angry with anyone, but now he can't hold back anymore.

Why is there a shadow of Yu Chenxi in my heart?This kid was sent to make things difficult for him.

He opened his mouth, but told himself not to get angry.

Especially not with the general knowledge of children.

I am four years older than him, what kind of concept, he is a brat, hold back.

So he took out Zhang Baibai and said, "Go, I'm thirsty, and I guess you're thirsty too. I'm tired of drinking the drinks in the practice room. Go to the milk tea shop on the first floor to buy some fruit green tea."

Shen Chen froze for a moment, didn't take the money, and left by himself.

Sitting there, Mu Fuyang's eyes darkened, and his face also darkened.

He felt that he wanted to lose his temper, but he couldn't lose his temper with Shen Chen.

When Shen Chen came back, Mu Fuyang was sitting on a chair, and Shen Chen fawned over him to hand over the fruit green tea.

I don't know if it was his illusion, Mu Fuyang sent him away just now to give each other a time to calm down, but now he seems to be in a worse mood.

Mu Fuyang took a sip and lazily said: "You should rest for a while."

Shen Chen sat on the ground drinking a drink.

Mu Fuyang stared at the top of his head. After staring for a while, he saw him turning over. Shen Chen turned to face the mirror while pressing the play button.

Mu Fuyang said: "Can you dance flash dance?"

"of course."

"Dance their "Remembering Your Loved One" dance, and I'll see how you dance other people's dances."

He switched the TV to the flashing song, and Shen Chen immediately jumped up.

Mu Fuyang only watched a few sections, and suddenly sneered: "Stop."

Shen Chen didn't react: "..."

After he finished speaking, he strode to the door, opened the door, took a deep breath and turned back: "There is still a week at most, and the song has to be recorded starting from the weekend, and the harmony of all three songs has to be re-recorded. You just let it fly, don't do it. Say it early, pull it down."

Hearing this, Shen Chen was stunned, what are you doing.

What's the meaning?Where did he let go?

Immediately, he frowned, his cheeks bulged left and right, and just as he opened his mouth and said, "Why did I let go?", the door of the dance studio was already closed.

Why?gone?This person also slammed the door?

The more Shen Chen thought about it, the more angry he became, and he walked over and opened the door, Mu Fuyang's figure was already far away, half of him was covered by the huge bag.

Shen Chen yelled at his back: "You slammed the door, do you pay for it?"

As expected, the back figure stopped, and turned his face, expressionless.

"..."

"..."

The two of them silently stared at Chuzi, Shen Chen raised his chin, and Mu Fuyang raised his weapon-like bag...

Shen Chen was so frightened that he quickly retreated to the dance studio.

I have no weapons for playing hard, I'm scared.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xifeng for giving me the mine, hehe~ Don’t need to give it, it’s fine~