Self-cultivation of professional idols

This snow came without warning, as if overnight, the world turned white.

Guanlan was the first one to get up in the dormitory. He wanted to open the window for ventilation, but was shivering from the cold outside the window.

"It's actually snowing."

A roommate, a carp, sat up straight from the bed, scratching his messy hair: "Is it snowing?"

Guanlan nodded to him.

"Oh my god? Then you are still in a daze? Let's start the snowball fight! Let's go!"

By the time Guanlan finished tidying up, many trainees had already gathered outside, and the program team also generously gave the trainees a day off, letting them play freely.

Once outside, even though Guanlan was wrapped in so many layers, it still felt very cold.

Just as he was about to retreat, Guanlan bumped into someone's back.

The man stretched out his hand to support him firmly, and whispered into his ear: "Why do you always walk without looking at the road?"

"I didn't..." Guanlan was about to argue, but suddenly realized that the person behind him was Ling Xiao.

He turned around and looked at Ling Xiao silently without saying a word.

Ever since Ling Xiao helped him record the video that day, the atmosphere between them has been a little awkward. In addition, Guanlan has been so busy with the second performance that he hasn't said a word to Ling Xiao for so long.

Ling Xiao: "Why don't you go play with them?"

Guanlan shrank her shoulders and said a word: "Cold."

Ling Xiao glanced at him secretly, and thought: Why are boys nowadays so good at acting like a baby?

Then he took off the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around Guanlan's neck.

Before Guanlan could react, her mouth was already wrapped in a scarf.

"Ling Xiao, I don't..."

"Put it on for me, don't move around all the time." Seeing that he was eager to take it off, Ling Xiao grabbed both ends and tied it behind him.

Finally be honest.Ling Xiao stared at the man's eyebrows, and the young man standing quietly looking at the snow was a moving painting.

Ling Xiao pushed his back: "Let's go, let's have a snowball fight."

Just as the two were about to join the battle, a snowball flew in the air, Ling Xiao dodged to the side, and the snowball hit Guanlan behind Ling Xiao directly, still hitting the face.

His nose turned red all of a sudden, and he stood in the middle of the field in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Ling Xiao rubbed a snowball beside him, and threw it back blankly, almost knocking the man to his knees.

The trainee wiped off the snow from his face, and said angrily, "Are you still motivated? Give me another ball."

Ling Xiao narrowly escaped, and then held Guanlan's wrist: "Your hands turned red from the cold in just a while?"

Guanlan shrank and didn't speak, secretly trying to pull his hand back, but Ling Xiao also covered the other hand, put his hand in his palm, and rubbed it carefully: "Why can't you cover it with heat... "

Ling Xiao looked down at the soft bangs on his forehead: "Go back?"

Guanlan shook his head: "I'm right here, watching you play."

Ling Xiao didn't force it anymore, and after telling him to put his hands in his pockets so that they wouldn't freeze, he immediately waved his hands and joined the battle.

At the beginning Ling Xiao clearly had the upper hand, but he couldn't stand the crowd beating him up, so Guanlan was on the sidelines to help Ling Xiao.

Being covered in Guanlan's snowball again, a certain trainee yelled at Guanlan aggrievedly: "Guanlan, why are you turning your elbows out! I'm your roommate!"

When Guanlan heard this, he pretended to act like he hadn't done anything, and spread his hands, and his roommate almost lost his temper when he saw this.

The boys were playing around in the snow, while outside the fence, the sisters stood in the snow and took pictures of them with their cold cameras.

It's not good, but it's fun too.

The boys gathered together suddenly, muttering about something, and then dispersed, each doing their own thing. The station sisters watched for a while before realizing that they were going to build a big snowman.

At this moment of relaxation, the station sisters also unloaded some of their usual burdens, and began to shout freely:

"Ling Xiao! The ball you rolled wasn't round enough!"

When Ling Xiao heard it, he really stopped and looked at the snowball carefully, and replied after a while: "I think it's quite round?"

"Guanlan! Don't always hide behind! Let mom pat you more!!"

"Xiao Zhuo! Straighten your back!! Straighten! Do you hear me!"

With the joint help of everyone, the two snowballs got bigger and bigger, and the snowman finally took shape.

Everyone added eyes and noses to the snowman, and some trainees even put a peaked cap on it.

"Can you put a scarf around it?" Guanlan tugged at the corner of Ling Xiao's clothes.

Ling Xiao nodded.

The scarf that Guanlan puts on it is the last dress of the snowman. The red scarf is very ostentatious in a plain world.

Only then did the station sisters realize that the snowman was facing them.

The trainees stood apart in twos and threes, and bowed to the girls: "You sisters, you have worked hard!"

At that time, many people burst into tears: "Love is two-way!!"

Guanlan and Ling Xiao were the last few to walk, halfway Guanlan turned around and shouted to Jiang Rou: "Go back!"

Jiang Rou kept covering her face with the camera, trying to cover up the fact that she was crying.

The friend opened her hand: "Oh, who said that tears should be saved until Guanlan's debut?"

Jiang Rou said in a rather determined tone: "Guanlan will definitely debut."

The friend has to say something to her: "I see Xuan, has he entered the top [-] real-time rankings this time?"

Jiang Rou stopped talking, and couldn't help muttering to herself for a while: "As long as he performs for the second time..."

Before he finished speaking, he sighed first.

The forum was full of howls that night.

"Come in and cry for me!! I finally realized what it means to love with a response!!!"

1L: They're so good...I'm jealous of Ms. Zhan! !

2L: But the sisters at the station are also really hard...they have to stand there to take pictures in the ice and snow, they must be frozen.

3L: Whose hat is the hat?Whose scarf is it? (I am biased in dbq)

4L: The hat looks like Song Shengle's. Does anyone have any questions?But the scarf... looks familiar...

5L: Isn't this the red scarf in the second stage of gift unlocking?Many people have the same style.

6L: See which station sister has it in the video?

7L: Okay, case solved.

8L: So who?

9L: Guanlan [Goodbye]

10L: If I remember correctly... Didn't he just get his first present two days ago?Or am I losing my memory? ? ?

11L: So... where did Guanlan's scarf come from?

12L: Ah, I really can’t guess who gave it to me at all...[Smiling]

13L: When we went out, the scarf was already around GL's neck, GL was hit by a snowball, and lx immediately hit back, and kept warming GL's hands... If this is not love? ?

13L: Fuck, kswlkswl

14L: Why is Xiaolan not a US emperor? ?What exactly is this for?

15L: Xiaolan is just a carnival of jm in our forum... Please open your eyes and see the world!The general trend has always been Xiaohe.

16L: jm look at our Xiaohe!Double dance! soulmate!Is it not good to drink?

17L: How about jm watching the clips of the practice room? qhj is the home of lx! !

Ling Xiao's group and Quan Hajun's group share a large practice room, and they can see each other's progress.

This round Ling Xiao did not run for the C position, but chose to be the captain.

During the break, Quan Hejun came over: "Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao was wiping his sweat, and he kept thinking about various dance moves: "What's the matter?"

Quan Hejun didn't speak, but his eyes fell on his badge.

Ling Xiao frowned: "What are you looking at? Believe it or not, you can still win if you're not the C position?"

Kwon Ha Joon: "Is it true that you Chinese generally call this 'trash talk'?"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows as an answer.

"You can't beat me this time, no matter in terms of song selection, staffing, or choreography, you have lost."

Ling Xiao's expression remained unchanged: "Is the trash talk over?"

Quan Hejun danced a move in front of him, which was exactly the choreography of Ling Xiao's group just now.

Ling Xiao's eyes darkened, but he didn't make a sound.

"You here...in fact, you can do this." He changed another action, which was slightly different from the previous one.

Ling Xiao nodded: "Well...it's more natural...but...you told me that?"

Quan Hajun smiled calmly: "We can guide each other and make progress together."

Ling Xiao smiled back when he heard the words.

CP fans started from these two smiles and started to make a big fuss.

What a match made in heaven, what a best rival, what a best friend, put the stalks up one by one, and never get tired of it.

18L: Damn, I was thinking, isn’t this all left over from Xiaolan’s first round of play?

19L: Don't worry, there is a Shura field in the back.

20L: Sounds interesting.

After another round of practice, Guanlan announced that everyone can go back to rest, and saw many trainees gathered outside a certain practice room.

"What are you looking at?" Guanlan found his roommate from the crowd.

The roommate looked dull: "The fairy dances!"

Guanlan looked through the gap, and in the middle of the practice room, there was a group rehearsing, and Quan Hejun in the C position had every movement with just the right strength, which was very enjoyable, worthy of the "fairy dance" commented by others.

After going through the movements, Ling Xiao gestured a few movements with his hands, and said something in his mouth, probably offering suggestions, Quan Hejun nodded repeatedly while listening.

Then the two bumped their fists, Ling Xiao's group started rehearsing, while Quan Hejun and others sat and watched.

After Ling Xiao and the others finished dancing, in the same way, the two exchanged their suggestions, and they seemed to have a good chat.

"Xiaohe is real!" Suddenly, such a sentence broke out among the trainees watching.

Everyone laughed tacitly at each other without pointing it out.But Guanlan could not understand what they were talking about in the end.

Ling Xiao glanced over the group of trainees watching from the corner of his eye, and suddenly found a familiar figure among them.

He turned his head and called out, "Guanlan?"

Guanlan uncharacteristically ignored him and slipped away from the crowd.

By the time Ling Xiao dispersed the crowd and ran out to chase him, Guanlan was long gone.