Self-cultivation of professional idols

After the training, Ling Xiao was absent-minded, and even Quan Hejun persuaded him to go back to the dormitory to rest.

"Ling Xiao, if you don't feel well, you don't need to hold on."

Ling Xiao nodded casually: "Then I'll go back first."

In fact, he didn't go back to his own dormitory, but took a few more steps and came to the Guanlan dormitory.

"Is Guanlan back?" Ling Xiao asked with his head.

Roommate: "Are you looking for Guanlan? He didn't come back."

Are you still training?

Ling Xiao turned back to the practice room again, and searched one by one, finally found Guanlan and his three team members in a small practice room at the farthest corner.

Ling Xiao didn't rush in, but stood by the door and listened to the movement inside.

"Brother Guanlan, isn't the training just over?"

Guanlan: "Everyone has seen the rehearsal of the dance group just now. Although they are in different categories, the outstanding people are still practicing so hard. Are we doing better than them?"

Little Carotou stopped talking.

Then the piano music flowed out bit by bit from the crack in the door, and intermittent singing came out.

Ling Xiao listened quietly outside the door.

It turned out that I also gave him a sense of urgency.Ling Xiao thought to himself.

However, Guanlan didn't think so at all.

I said that if you want to catch up with Ling Xiao, you have to work hard.

There is never a shortage of outstanding people around Ling Xiao.

But how can such a gloomy self compare to Wu Dan who is so in tune with Ling Xiao?

I really am still far behind.

"So... let's stop here today. Everyone go back and have a good rest, and continue tomorrow."

When Xiaoluotou heard it, he immediately ran out like a child, but bumped into a person head-on.

"Who is it?" Xiao Zhuo rubbed his nose and took a closer look: "Ling, Ling Xiao?"

Guanlan, who was cleaning up the piano in the practice room, was also taken aback: Isn't Ling Xiao training?How come here...

"Well, I'll wait for Guanlan." Ling Xiao said without hesitation.

Guanlan heard it, and began to dawdle in the practice room again, refusing to come out.

"What are you doing again? Do you want me to pick you up?"

The three people who were gradually walking away vaguely heard what Ling Xiao said, and someone whispered: "It turns out that Xiaolan is the real one."

The other two couldn't help nodding when they heard the words.

Guanlan walked slowly to Ling Xiao's side: "Why are you here?"

"I heard someone singing beautifully, so I found it by following the sound." Ling Xiao didn't even blush when he said this.

But Guanlan blushed with shame.

"I heard that the program team will hold another event tonight." Ling Xiao changed the subject.

"what activity?"

"I only heard that it was competitive."

Everyone thought a lot, guessed and guessed in various games, but they didn't expect it to be...

basketball game.

The program team divided the trainees into two groups. Guanlan sat with his team members at first, but kept searching for Ling Xiao in the crowd.

Ling Xiao sat not far from him, but they were not in the same group. After meeting his gaze, he made a mouth shape to Guanlan:

come.

Guanlan betrayed almost without hesitation.

There was not much room for Guanlan to sit, so he could only bend his legs and keep bumping his knees against Ling Xiao.

Just like my cat.Ling Xiao thought for no reason.

Ling Xiao vaguely circled an area with his arms, and turned to stare at him: "Can you play basketball?"

Guanlan shook his head.

"Coincidentally, then I won't either." Ling Xiao stretched out one leg and said casually.

Guanlan frowned and listened, not knowing why he had to lie.

"You look... It doesn't look like you don't know how to do it." Guanlan thought for a long time before saying this.

Ling Xiao looked at him, and suddenly leaned close to Guanlan's ear: "I'm so concerned, what will I do?"

Guanlan was afraid that if he continued to speak, there would be a risk of making Ling Xiao suspicious, so he stopped talking.

"Who is coming oneonone?"

Many basketball fans are eager to try.

He raised his head and looked at the boys jumping around in the middle of the field, feeling a little envious for a while.

The second year of high school was going to hold a class basketball game. As the only liberal arts class in the grade, it almost couldn't pull out a decent team.

During a certain physical education class, Ling Xiao found a certain kid who was reading in the library.

"Are you reading again?"

Before he could answer, Ling Xiao continued on his own: "We are one player behind in the basketball game, or..."

"Don't go."

Ling Xiao didn't expect him to refuse so simply, everything he wanted to say was blocked at once: "Why?"

"I can't play basketball."

will hold you back.

"It's okay, Brother Bao teaches Baohui."

"But..." Ling Xiao didn't give him time to refuse, and immediately took his hand: "Let's go, brother will take you to practice first."

But Ling Xiao didn't expect that this person turned out to be a sports idiot.

"Oh my God, you can use the same hands and feet no matter how hard you run."

Chu Xie blushed at what he said, and was so angry that he threw the ball at Ling Xiao's side, turned around and left.

"Hey, are you still angry with me?" Ling Xiao ran in front of him, facing him and walked backwards: "At that time, you don't have to do anything on the field, just be a background board, and let the brothers do the rest. Come."

So there was a very magical scene in the basketball game that year.

Others always rushed to grab the basketball when they saw it, but Chu Xie just hid when he saw the basketball, perfectly completing the task of "background board" that Ling Xiao said.

For a long time afterward, he was the material for jokes and conversations in the grades.

Whenever Ling Xiao heard something mocking him, he would grab that person by the collar viciously, hold him down and ask him to apologize to Chu Xie.

When he came back to his senses, their team had lost several rounds in a row, but Ling Xiao seemed indifferent.

Guanlan couldn't help poking him: "We're going to lose."

Ling Xiao nodded: "Yes, I'm about to lose."

"Then why don't you go?"

Ling Xiao finally showed his fox tail: "You go with me, and I will go."

Guanlan looked surprised: "I really can't."

"It doesn't matter if you don't, just watch me from the side."

The other trainees in the same group were also urging him: "Guanlan, you can go with Ling Xiao, our snack pack depends on you!!"

Guanlan finally agreed to play with Ling Xiao. The moment he stood up, his calf cramped.

After Guanlan walked a few steps, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and he tried his best not to let others see it, and limped behind Ling Xiao.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao suddenly turned around and squatted down, holding the ankle of his cramped foot.

"Can you still go?" Ling Xiao raised his eyes and asked him.

Obviously only being held by the ankle, but as if being pinched by the throat, Guanlan nodded slightly.

Ling Xiao got up and pulled Guanlan behind him: "Look at me from the side."

After a while, Guanlan heard Ling Xiao's voice sounded again, with a hint of teasing: "Kids should drink more milk when they go back."

His eyes widened slightly, and only then did he realize that Ling Xiao was laughing at his leg cramps.

"Where's your teammate?" asked the person opposite.

Ling Xiao rolled up his sleeves: "I think I can do it alone."

The trainees on Ling Xiao's side suddenly became enthusiastic, and began to applaud or taunt the other party, but the other party was not to be outdone, and laughed twice, pretending to be gloomy: "Do you know who you are talking to?"

The PD blows the whistle and the game begins.

Even if it was a one-on-two, Ling Xiao didn't lose the wind at all, defended impeccably, and scored several goals very easily.

The other side seems to be a little anxious, because this round is about the final ownership of the snack gift package.

Although Guanlan was on the field, he was always very clear about his identity as a "spectator", and stayed quietly to watch the game.

Suddenly, a basketball flew over Ling Xiao's head towards him.

He was about to escape, but was frozen in place by Ling Xiao's voice.

Ling Xiao looked at the arc thrown by the basketball, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously turned around and shouted: "Chu Xie, stay away!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ling Xiao was stunned, why did he treat him as...

"Crack!" The basketball landed at Guanlan's feet.

Guanlan's heart also trembled suddenly with the sound of the ball hitting the ground and then bouncing.

Two opponents: I don't know why the atmosphere here is suddenly weird.

Guanlan lowered his head, picked up the ball that rolled aside without saying a word, then limped and handed it back to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao saw that his expression was the same as usual, and the entanglement in his heart seemed to be twisted even tighter: "I called the wrong person just now."

Guanlan: "I know."

Ling Xiao's side finally won.

The big-hearted trainees quickly passed over this insignificant episode, and surrounded Ling Xiao to let him choose snacks first.

Ling Xiao casually took a bag of potato chips and wanted to leave. Turning around and looking around, the child didn't know where he went.

It is estimated that he went somewhere to get angry with himself.After coming down a few times, Ling Xiao felt that he had figured out the child's temper.

I don't know when a strawberry jelly appeared on the piano.

Then a head gradually emerged from the back.

Guanlan stopped, looking suspiciously at Ling Xiao who was smiling at him.

"Your reward."

Putting the jelly into his trouser pocket, Guanlan pursed his lips and forced himself not to look at him, with a stiff tone, as if jumping out one word at a time: "I want to practice."

"He... is a bit like you, I'm sorry." Ling Xiao's words were endless, but he knew that Guanlan would understand.

Guanlan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her head even lower, tears almost fell down.

Ling Xiao turned around suddenly, leaning his back against the piano: "Actually, I envy him very much."

Guanlan suddenly raised his head, his eyes slightly startled.

"I envy him that he can do whatever he wants."

I don't know what I remembered, Ling Xiao's eyes gradually turned cold again.

"He's free."

Guanlan wanted to say that was not the case. If he had been free, he would not have left back then.

He wanted to rush up and grab Ling Xiao's clothes and shout at him, but he couldn't.

He desperately suppressed his emotions, and pressed an abrupt syllable on the keys with his trembling fingertips.

He wanted to say, Ling Xiao, do you know that you are the one who is envied.

The author has something to say:

This is the result of [-] days...I know I'm guilty of QAQ and I will update it properly.