I, C position, counterattack

When the four tutors went there, they saw that the gym was full of people, and everyone was crowded into one room.

You can hear the shouts of "Come on safe and sound" from all the way.

Several mentors walked over there quickly, but the door was still blocked by people.

"Give it up." Hang Yujiang said directly with a sullen face.

It's a pity that the trainees in front were all focused on the treadmill, watching An Ran sweat profusely, more excited than running by themselves, they didn't notice the situation behind them at all.

"I said let it go." Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Hang Yujiang increased the volume, and there was still a trace of anger in his voice.

"Oh, didn't you see the crowds? You are late, just stand behind and take a look." The trainee didn't turn his head, and replied directly, and he didn't hear Hang Yujiang's voice.

On the other hand, another trainee felt that the voice sounded a bit like a mentor's. Looking back, he was almost scared to pee.

He quickly stretched out his fingers and touched the friends around him, signaling to the person standing behind him.

"Don't move, there are only a few minutes left for An Ran to defeat Shi Minghua." What it means to support a team by one person, I witnessed it with my own eyes today.After running for a full six hours, this physical strength is really awesome.

"Director, mentor." The trainee flicked his friend's clothes again, his eyes were winking, and he almost turned his friend's head to the back to look at it.

"The program team said that the tutors will come to teach us tomorrow, we..." The man turned his head while talking, and when he saw the four tutors blocked by him at the door, he was shocked and screamed: "Teacher , why are you here?"

With his scream, many people reacted, only a small number of trainees who were on the inside didn't hear it.

An Ran stood on the treadmill and saw relatively far away. He actually saw these mentors first when they first arrived.

But he still has a few minutes left to run here, so he can't go down at this time.

It's really bad luck, why didn't the instructors come a few minutes late.

Should he continue running now or go down?So embarrassing.

An Ran looked at the time, there should be 4 minutes left, so she decided to hold on a bit more cheekily, if she loses at this point, not to mention Xu Haozhe and the others are about to vomit blood, she can still linger for a month.

If you die, you will die, or you will be punished afterwards.

Everyone made way one by one for the instructors to pass. The gym, which was already a bit crowded, was squeezed out of a one-meter-wide path by all the trainees.

"What are you all doing? There are still nine days until the public stage, why don't you go to practice and come here to play?"

"Is that how you treat the stage? Is this what you call a dream?"

"If you all come to the game with such beliefs, you might as well retire immediately."

All the trainees were trained to bow their heads one by one.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang..." The particularly abrupt sound of running was mixed with the tutor's reprimand.

An Ran ran bravely, feeling that the eyes of the four mentors could shoot him through, like a light on his back.

Seeing that An Ran was still running, the instructors all turned ugly.

Especially Zeng Lei, An Ran is now a student in his class, and felt that this behavior was slapping him in the face.

"An Ran, what are you doing? You haven't stopped the machine yet." Zeng Lei rarely reprimanded him seriously.

"Mentor, wait a minute, I'll be fine if I run for another 3 minutes." He came down after 3 minutes, and he admitted whether he was beaten or punished.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"

An Ran stopped talking, fearing that the more she talked, the more she would make Teacher Zeng Lei angry.

"You can't get down anymore, right? Then I'll help you." Zeng Lei thought that An Ran was playing tricks to please the public again, and wanted to use this behavior to win the camera, so he stepped forward a little angrily.

Seeing this, Liu Hongbo's eyes lit up. If mentor Zeng Lei had stopped An Ran's machine at this time, even if the difference was only 1 minute, they would still lose.

Thinking about running for more than six hours, but losing in the last few minutes, and having to wash their clothes for a week, An Ran would die of anger.

Liu Hongbo has never forgotten the hatred of being beaten by An Ran in the toilet before, but he couldn't find a chance to take revenge in the program group.

Immediately, Liu Hongbo decided that he would throw all his clothes to An Ran for washing, and he could even "kindly" wash for the team members.

Shi Minghua didn't have the idea of ​​messing with An Ran like Liu Hongbo did, but he would still like to see An Ran suffer at the last moment.

The rest of the dance group was similar, although An Ran was indeed pitiful when he was pushed out in the last few minutes after running for more than six hours.

But if he wasn't pitiful, it was their turn to be pitiful.

Seeing that Zeng Lei was going to press the stop button, Xu Haozhe gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Uncle Zeng has a great position in the music industry, not to mention that these trainees dare not resist him, even the program team and several other mentors have to give him some face.

If anyone here can stop Zeng Lei, it is only him.

I don't go to hell who goes to hell.

Xu Haozhe rushed up and hugged Zeng Lei's waist, and said with snot and tears: "Teacher Zeng Lei, I miss you so much, I haven't seen you for many days, I miss me so much. Not seeing each other every day is like three autumns, I think you think like autumn leaves without the nourishment of the spring breeze and wither, like beautiful flowers without the warm sunshine..."

Zeng Lei: "..." The veins on his forehead began to throb one by one.

What is this brat howling?People who don't know think that the two of them have some kind of adultery.

Xu Haozhe actually didn't know what he was crying about, anyway, he just wanted to find a way to catch Zeng Lei's mentor and prevent him from passing by.

Zeng Lei gritted his teeth: "Let go."

Xu Haozhe tightly hugged his waist, shaking his head: "Don't let it go, I'm afraid I won't see you again."

Why don't these words sound like a confession? It's like cursing people to death.

The blue veins on Zeng Lei's forehead were already throbbing one by one, and he almost wanted to pull Xu Haozhe's ears in anger, "I'll tell you again, let go."

Xu Haozhe then shook his head: "Don't let him go, even if you beat Fang Yukai to death, I won't let him go."

Hang Yujiang frowned, he had a bad temper, he was unhappy seeing this scene a long time ago, so he walked over immediately.

Seeing this, Fang Yukai gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth: For the next week's clothes, he had to fight for the last minute.Dad bless me.

After finishing speaking, he ran over, and accidentally fell down at Hang Yujiang's feet, "Oh, who pushed me just now, it hurt me to death, I can't seem to move my legs..." As he said that, he took the opportunity to hug Hang Yujiang's foot, and it was only a while if he could hold it off for a while.

Liu Hongbo looked anxiously here, thinking in his heart to let the instructors hurry up and get rid of the two actors, and wished he could go forward to help.

"Okay, the run is over." An Ran happily pressed the stop button. He saw that the time was accurate, and it was 1 minute longer than the dance group.

Fang Yukai, who said he had a broken leg, immediately jumped up and gave Xu Haozhe a high five. The other two members of the creative team also forgot the occasion and jumped in happily.

"Win, win, we won."

The other trainees next to him wanted to jump up and celebrate like them when they saw it. An Ran was so amazing that he actually ran for more than six hours.Looking at the increasingly ugly faces of those mentors, I still held back my mood.

Seeing that Zeng Lei's face was the same color as the beard on his chin, An Ran carefully pulled Xu Haozhe and Fang Yukai away.

You two stop pulling hatred.

"You guys... come with me." Zeng Lei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he added with a low drink: "Everyone from the creative team follow me."

An Ran, Xu Haozhe and other members of the creative team hurriedly followed, each of them beating in their hearts, it's over, now the instructor is angry.

Zeng Lei took away the creative team, and several other instructors also took away all the trainees in their own group.

The practice room of the creative group.

All the people in Group 1 and Group 2 stood there in a row, with their hands behind their backs, their heads lowered, and they looked obediently listening to the reprimand.

Even Xu Haozhe, who is usually more arrogant, behaved obediently at this time, mainly because he was afraid that his being arrogant and happy for a while would bring trouble to his brother's crematorium.

Zeng Lei stood there with a hint of seriousness in his voice: "Seeing that you guys are having so much fun, you should have written all the songs for the performance, right?"

Everyone shook their heads: "No."

Zeng Lei emphasized his voice: "The song hasn't been written, and you still have the mind to play? Do you know that there are still nine days until the public performance, and other groups have ready-made songs and dances. Our group needs to compose lyrics and music by ourselves. We don’t even have songs, so where’s the dance music? Our time is much tighter than other groups, but you don’t hurry up to write songs, and you still have the heart to play? If you’re so playful, don’t compare it to a performance , Just admit defeat."

Zeng Lei really got angry as he scolded. He didn't know the specifics. He only knew that it was their creative team's first running competition, which later attracted trainees from other teams to watch.

As for why so many people watched excitedly just by running, Zeng Lei still didn't know the reason.

Xu Haozhe explained in a low voice: "If we don't play, we just can't write songs, so we go to the gym to see if there is any inspiration for running."

Zeng Lei slapped the keys of the electronic keyboard next to him hard, making a piercing voice, "How dare you argue."

The instructor's anger frightened some of the younger trainees so that their eyes turned red, and tears kept rolling in their eyes.

Zeng Lei rubbed his brows and said, "You guys from No. 2 creative team go first, and those from No. 1 creative team stay."

Creation team No. 2 also watched this matter like other trainees, and the main responsibility lies with creative team No. 1.

After there were only six people in An Ran's group left in the practice room, Zeng Lei asked, "Tell me, who proposed this competition? Whoever proposed this matter will be punished."

"it's me."

"it's me."

An Ran and Xu Haozhe spoke first at the same time.

An Ran felt that seeing Zeng Lei's violent temper now, this matter would attract everyone's attention. Seeing that in the end, most of the troubles were caused by herself, and she couldn't hurt others.

Xu Haozhe felt that he knew Zeng Lei anyway, and Zeng Lei and his brother were still good friends, so there was some kind of punishment, and he didn't want to punish himself too severely for his brother's sake.

An Ran tilted her head: "Why are you joining in the fun, I was the first to bring it up."

Xu Haozhe winked: "It's me, don't talk nonsense and take responsibility for me."

Fang Yukai felt that this was another good opportunity to flatter him, so he hurried forward and admitted: "It's me, they are both talking nonsense, I suggested it." Isn't it just punishment, he was punished by his father since he was a child Is it still less, is it less?Don't be afraid of this.

All three of them admitted that the bloodiness of the young people made the other three unwilling to let them bear it.

Especially one of them, he knew very well that he was the one who really proposed the competition to the dance group, and he never expected that things would turn out like this.

It was just a friendly match, but it turned into a situation where everyone is going to be punished. An Ran has been running for so long, how could he still have the nerve to let An Ran take the blame for him.

All three of them took a step forward and admitted together.

"it's me."

"it's me."

"it's me."

Seeing this, An Ran became a little anxious, looked sideways at those people and said, "You all go back, those trainees came to see me in the end, and I am the main responsibility for this matter."

After speaking, An Ran looked at Zeng Lei and said, "Mr. Zeng Lei, you saw it when you came. At that time, I was the only one exercising in the whole gym. I caused the whole thing."

Seeing how everyone took the initiative to take responsibility, Zeng Lei felt a little relieved in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

The chin covered with green beard clenched tightly, and he said: "Okay, since you admit it, everyone else can go back to rest and stay safely."

Xu Haozhe became anxious, and blurted out: "Uncle Zeng."

Zeng Lei stared, "Xu Haozhe, pay attention to your tone of voice. And if you dare to say one more word, An Ran's punishment will be doubled. Leave now."

The other five people were a little worried, and finally pushed and pushed out together.

Only An Ran and Zeng Lei were left in the whole practice room, An Ran stood there obediently with her head down, waiting to be punished.

Zeng Lei walked over and stood in front of him: "An Ran, do you know you made a mistake?"

An Ran: "I know I was wrong."

Zeng Lei covered his nose, "Do you know what's wrong?"

An Ran: "I know, I shouldn't take everyone to the gym for fun when the performance is about to be performed, I shouldn't be playful, I shouldn't bet with other team members."

Zeng Lei: "You...why do you smell so bad?"

Originally, he wanted to teach An Ran a few more words, but the stench from his body rushed over him, and Zeng Leishi couldn't stand it any longer.

An Ran rubbed his nose, he ran on the treadmill for more than six hours, how many times his body was drenched in sweat, can it not stink?

Probably because he felt that what he said just now was not as majestic as the instructor, Zeng Lei put his fists together and coughed lightly twice and said: "Just know that you are wrong, do a hundred push-ups, and sing our theme song while sitting."

"Okay." Without saying a word, An Ran got down on the ground and started doing push-ups, singing while doing it.

A decibel meter was placed in front of An Ran, and said: "The decibel needs to exceed 70 to be considered qualified."

An Ran: "...OK."

Zeng Lei said sternly: "I'm going out for a while now, and I'm not allowed to cheat. The cameras are recording it. If there's something that fails, I'll do it all over again."

An Ran said loudly: "Yes." The decibel meter immediately went up to more than 100.

At this time, Zeng Lei has completely transformed into a strict instructor, as if he vowed to smooth out the edges and corners of An Ran.

After opening the door and going out, he was stopped by a figure that suddenly jumped out within a few steps.

Xu Haozhe looked at Zeng Lei fiercely and said, "Mr. Zeng Lei, you are going too far."

Zeng Lei glanced at the camera brother behind him and said, "Please turn off the camera first, I have something to say to him."

Knowing Zeng Lei's status, the camera brother obediently turned off the camera first.

Zeng Lei took the lead and walked forward, "Come with me." Even if the cameraman is turned off and does not follow, there are still cameras installed everywhere in this corridor.

Xu Haozhe followed closely, he must let Uncle Zeng let An Ran go today, otherwise he will complain to his brother and ask him to pluck Uncle Zeng's leg hair.

"Uncle Zeng, you let An Ran go. If you want to punish me, punish me." As soon as he reached the safe passage without cameras, Xu Haozhe asked directly.

"You still have the nerve to intercede for him. I will leave your punishment to your brother. You said you came to the competition to prove it to everyone. Does it look like you are in the competition?"

"Why don't I look like a competition anymore? Last time I was in the C position of the theme song, and I was also ranked first in the likes last time. Isn't this my strength?"

"You lost the performance last time." Zeng Lei stabbed his knife unceremoniously.

Xu Haozhe clutched his chest, it's been so long, and he still has to be pulled out and stabbed.

"I will win next time." Xu Haozhe said very seriously: "Uncle Zeng, just let An Ran go, I just heard that you asked him to do a hundred push-ups, and you even sang while doing them, with a voice exceeding 70 decibels, are you a devil? Doesn’t your conscience hurt when you make these demands? He ran on the treadmill for more than six hours today, and his body can’t take it anymore.”

Zeng Lei was a little surprised: "More than 6 hours?"

Before, I only knew An Ran was running, but I didn't know that he ran for such a long time. I thought it was more than an hour at most.

Xu Haozhe hurriedly said: "Yeah, I got him involved in this matter, and he didn't have to run for such a long time. Brother Zeng, you just let him go." Once Xu Haozhe asks for something, he will immediately change from Uncle Zeng to Brother Zeng, it can be said that it is quite realistic.

Zeng Lei asked: "Do you know why I punished him to sing while doing push-ups?"

"Isn't it to punish him?"

Zeng Lei: "This can increase his lung capacity and help him sing and practice Qi. I want to exercise him."

Although An Ran was not a singer in the square, every time he sang, he would always feel a resemblance of him, even if his singing was hard to hear and he was tone deaf.

Zeng Lei still wanted to train him.

"Brother Zeng, when did you become so good? You still want to train him? You don't have any conspiracy, do you?" Why did Xu Haozhe feel so disbelieving, and then seemed to think of something, and said in disbelief: "Zeng Uncle, you are too shameless, I know that An Ran is good-looking, and I also know that many trainees secretly love him, but you are so much older than him, you are an old cow..."

Before Xu Haozhe finished speaking, Zeng Lei couldn't help but slapped him on the forehead, "What nonsense are you talking about, don't think that I won't dare to hit you because your brother is protecting you."

Xu Haozhe didn't dare to be presumptuous any more, stuck out his tongue and said, "I'm afraid that An Ran won't be able to hold on physically, he hasn't had dinner yet."

Zeng Lei said angrily: "You have been nagging for so long, if An Ran didn't cheat, she would have finished a hundred push-ups. I might as well step aside and let me get him something to eat."

When punishing An Ran, in addition to smelling the smell of sweat, he also heard his stomach growling. He came out to get food for An Ran.

Xu Haozhe: "Brother Zeng, you are going to get food for An Ran. Then go quickly, why are you still dawdling here?"

Zeng Lei said angrily: "If you hadn't been blocking me, I would have taken it back by now."

Xu Haozhe smiled obsequiously: "Brother Zeng, you are such a good person. Actually, I am also a little hungry, why don't you get me something to eat..."

Zeng Lei directly pushed Xu Haozhe's face aside, "Get out." He passed him and walked out of the safe passage.

Xu Haozhe was still worried about whether An Ran would be hungry at night, the cafeteria was always open at regular intervals, now that Uncle Zeng was in charge, An Ran would definitely have enough to eat.

When Xu Haozhe returned to the practice room, he saw that An Ran had finished his push-ups and rested against the wall, with one leg straightened and the other bent, with one hand on his leg, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his hair was wet.

When he saw Xu Haozhe coming in, he grinned, "You still dare to come in, aren't you afraid that Teacher Zeng Lei will punish you?"

Xu Haozhe walked over and sat down against the wall, rolled his eyes while sitting next to him, and said, "You're just stupid, what kind of hero are you? look."

An Ran smiled sweetly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were curved: "Fortunately, I'm not very tired."

The two chatted for a while, and An Ran urged Xu Haozhe to leave, "Hurry up and leave, you will be caught and punished if you stay here for a while, maybe you will get me involved, let's go. "

Xu Haozhe originally wanted to say that Zeng Lei went to get him dinner, but after thinking about it, he decided not to say it.

After a while, Zeng Lei came back, carrying two boxes of takeaway fast food in his hand, and put them on the electronic piano stand beside him.

An Ran, who was sitting on the ground resting, immediately got up and stood upright like a soldier, "Mr. Zeng Lei, I have already done [-] push-ups and singing according to your request."

"En." Zeng Lei responded casually.

In the classroom, there was always a big cameraman following him. Zeng Lei went over to check to see if An Ran had completed it seriously.

Seeing that he did standard push-ups and sang very loudly, his physical strength did not look like he had been running for more than six hours in a row in the afternoon, but his singing was still not very good, which made Zeng Lei frown.

This must be a person with no talent, to be able to sing so many times and still sing like this.

"Hey, how many times have you practiced the theme song, and you can still sing like this? You are hopeless, go away, go back quickly." Zeng Lei said with a disgusted face.

"Thank you, Teacher Zeng Lei, then I'll go back first." An Ran bent over and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, take this away and eat it." Zeng Lei picked up the takeaway with one finger and handed it over.

An Ran was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and stretched out his hand to take it, and bent down again to thank: "Thank you, Teacher Zeng Lei, you are such a good person."

Zeng Lei said angrily: "Hurry up, don't flatter me here, you want to earn a shot, this trick is useless."

An Ran smiled and said, "I'm leaving, see you tomorrow."