I debuted on a talent show with my ex-boyfriend

01

On the third day, the instructor completed the training sessions in each class step by step.

When the final assessment is coming, all the tutors who were originally serious and demanding, just like the class teacher before the college entrance examination, have turned their usual harshness into encouragement. Leshi didn't know how Yu Fei performed in class F, but Tang Zhiyang said during dinner "The response was overwhelming", even the most ruthless Bei Jin didn't say a word, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The atmosphere on the eve of the big exam is very strong. The practice room has been sealed off as tomorrow's exam room. It is said that it is to take care of the rest time of the trainees who practiced all night these days, but the people in the dormitory are still so nervous that they will conditioned reflex when they hear the music. Hands and feet cramped, and when the music was turned off, the prelude to "My Destiny" in the dormitory next door played again, which was unbearable.

Fortunately, he lay on the bed, covered his ears with pillows, turned over twice, rolled twice, looked at Ren Fengfeng who was still nervously confirming the details with Tang Zhiyang for the fifth time, and looked at him trying to sing on the bed. During the music of dangerous movements with three small high-pitched notes, he felt that everyone in the room was about to suffer from mental illness. He slammed the bed board and shouted: "What are you doing!"

Ren Fengfeng took a stiff step forward and almost sprained his foot, and the high note in the middle of the song successfully broke. In the silence, Tang Zhiyang raised his head and looked at him, and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Zhiyang rubbed the back of Ren Fengfeng's head: "I'm too nervous."

Lucky puffed her cheeks and nodded angrily. Thinking of Le Shi's strange high-pitched notes, she felt the magic sound piercing her ears: "Le Le is too nervous!"

Ren Fengfeng wanted to cry but had no tears: "Wan Zai, aren't you afraid—I think I'm going to die soon—ah!"

"Of course I'm afraid! Otherwise, I'll do something to decompress you!" Wan Xing jumped out of bed, tied his green striped sportswear around his waist, and picked up the bluetooth speaker on the table. The speaker was connected to the whole building. The signal from the building only played the theme song in a loop. He stepped into his small white pull-back shoes two or three times, stepped on the door loudly three times, and waved his hands at a doubtful person in a dormitory. He shouted angrily: "Little ones! Let's go!"

Although Ren Fengfeng was puzzled but happy, he also shouted: "Boss! I'm coming!"

Le Shi reluctantly moved on the bed, emphasizing: "I'm not his little brother."

Tang Zhiyang teased him: "Go and have a look, you are so nervous that your tunes have gone to the southern hemisphere. I think you need to decompress even more."

"..."

02

Fortunately, I borrowed the old smart phone of the housekeeper's aunt, and asked Tang Zhiyang to hold it in his hand to record the video. Standing alone in the aisle of the second-floor dormitory, with his arms akimbo aggressively, commanded Ren Fengfeng: "Bluetooth! Areureready?"

"Ah? Oh!"

Lucky turned around, pointed to the ceiling with his right hand, and made a three-finger OK gesture. Ren Fengfeng panicked and pressed twice before turning on the speaker. At 21:[-] Beijing time, Lucky followed As the music began, they fearlessly danced to the famous theme song of "Creation Idol" in the corridor of the dormitory building.

It's embarrassment, embarrassment is about to commit cancer.

On the small screen of the mobile phone, he is wearing a green sweatshirt and a greener coat around his waist, which is as conspicuous as a rapeseed. There are many jumping movements in the dance. Fortunately, although he is short, every jump is very high. The sound of landing is loud and clear, and every movement is full of energy, lively and cute, like a small kangaroo.

His smile is very contagious, his eyes are smiling until there are almost only two slits left, and the sharp white canine teeth are exposed in his grinning mouth.

The movements are not standard, there are deformed places, the arias are irregular, and there are even out-of-key situations. In the interlude from the first part to the second part, it was originally a relatively complicated dance. He simply pulled the two sleeves of the sportswear Stepping on the point and pointing at the camera, there was an impromptu rap.

"As the old saying goes, each person has his own destiny, but I always have ten thousand reasons to make myself lucky. This kind of life will always be named after me," he opened the name tag on his clothes, revealing the two big characters "lucky" , "No matter who is the one pick, tonight weare the king of everything, are you right! Double-wind," he suddenly pointed at Ren Fengfeng, who was watching, laughing silly, "Yourteamandyoursadnesshasgone, gonewiththewind! "

Listening to his made-up lyrics in Leshi, he crossed his arms and smiled, and many onlookers who poked their heads out of the dormitory gave a round of applause, and occasionally laughed "This man is a ghost", and howled in luck "Fengfeng, Kang busy!" Urged, Ren Fengfeng also laughed loudly without idol burden, jumping into the music, flaring his teeth and claws in a daze for a while, then found the beat and continued dancing.

When he heard the music, his back felt a little feverish, and the contagious double happiness actually made him a little eager to try. He instinctively yearned for these dance steps that express freedom and happiness, as well as dances that smile brightly and enjoy the music. Or, the chorus of the second stanza "Searching in Confusion" became hoarse, and someone beside him said: "This formation is like a road show in a dormitory building."

"Me and you used to be like this."

03

He is so familiar with this voice subwoofer, Leshi turned his head and hid the excitement and longing that he inadvertently revealed, only to see Yu Fei took the phone from Tang Zhiyang, waved it in front of him, and looked at it with satisfaction. Looking at his kitten, avoiding the camera, he turned his face away, and replied very bluntly: "Don't mention it."

"You're not going?"

This Tang Zhiyang stretched out his hand to him. Fortunately, he and Ren Fengfeng had a good time. They said some messy libretto back to back and side by side. Pushed by Yu Fei, he subconsciously took a step forward, and Tang Zhiyang grabbed his wrist.

This passage happened to be the phrase that he made a mistake that day.

The first point he stepped on was a bit fluttering, and his movements were a little messy, but Tang Zhiyang embraced his shoulders, made a loving gesture towards the camera, and made a new head for him. When he was happy, he looked at Yu Fei who was holding a mobile phone on the opposite side. It is also a smile that is not a smile, compared to a heart with overlapping thumbs and index fingers.

The flustered and muddled thinking, at this moment, fell to the ground very viciously.

He was looking at him, how could it go wrong—

Zhou Wangyu walked up to Yu Fei with a basin of wet clothes, looked at the camera, then at the four trainees in the center of the crowd, and sighed: "Oh, it looks good, why didn't I know... Leshi usually has so handsome?"

"He's always been handsome. Zhou Zhou is a trainee."

04

As the saying goes, the lead singer dominates the stage, and the dancers and rap positions are good hands from setting up to lighting the stage. Leshi and Tang Zhiyang joined in, although they subconsciously gave up the center to the relatively small Wanxing and Ren Fengfeng. The different and different dances and the sound of shoes rubbing and stepping still caused a round of amazed applause from all around.

Tang Zhiyang's accurate and powerful movements are simply a replica of the demonstration video. His teaching in Class F is a replica of the famous "like a robot". The rumors of Class A spread on the first day. He "seemed to be able to perform directly on stage with such a dance", although Yu Fei was not reconciled to the typhoon that was as clean as a sword, but he was very convinced.

In the last 30 seconds, Ren Fengfeng and Wanxing expressed that they were not crazy enough to beat the rhythm of the two main dancers, they took two steps back and sat on the ground, grinning while wiping their sweat.

The remaining two showed signs of letting go of themselves. Yu Fei looked at Leshi on the screen of his mobile phone. Leshi's dance seemed soft and free at first glance, but every point and rhythm was set just right, and the link that required force He was even more explosive, and after joining in less than a minute, he broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

In the last half minute, the dance moves came to a happy ending. It was the determination to find the destiny and hold it in the hands.

Leshi and Tang Zhiyang only exchanged eyes once, and the uniform movements became the opposite mirror. The same dance performed different styles, one was accurate and powerful, and the other was free and romantic. Yu Fei's eyes couldn't help leaving the narrow The camera, like the first time, like countless times before, watched Leshi's movements.

The last part of the movement is very big, his thin bangs will be lifted up by the jumping movements, revealing a smooth and white forehead, and all the muscles are tightened the moment he lands, and even the waist and abdomen can be seen to be more clearly defined when the hem of the clothes is lifted. Lines, the rhythm of the music in the air is like a line, pulling his protruding hands, embracing his relaxed shoulders, and pulling out the energy burst of the next drumbeat.The ending action is to stretch out the hand sideways, grabbing an invisible mass of fate in the void, and tightly putting it into the heart.

In the end, turn your back, backlight, and then turn your head, reaching out to the producer in front of the camera, which means inviting the viewers to move forward together on the road ahead and create a future that belongs to each other.The fate of idols and fans has always been closely related. This may be looking forward to a certain choice, but it is more of a real feeling.

Popularity is a mirage, a bubble of nothingness, and a double-edged sword that stabs one's heart.But here, only popularity can make people stand out, stand under the spotlight, and convey gratitude and love.

05

Yu Fei felt a dull pain in his palm.

Le Shi stretched out his hand to the camera.

For a moment like this, he really wanted to go up and grab that person's hand, escape from the dormitory building, escape from the training base, there was no gossip, no intrigue, no pervasive footage, the whole world didn't know about them , the unknown teenagers performed in the crowds of the business district, dreaming illusory, innocent and naive dreams.

The next moment, cheering teenagers surrounded him and hugged him happily.

The applause and laughter of the trainees resounded through the corridor, and Le Shi's eyes were filled with surprise and emotion. His dance was free and light, but wrapped in hydrogen that could explode at any time.

Yu Fei also smiled unconsciously.

The recording on the mobile phone screen stopped at the last moment of the dance. Leshi's hand did reach out to him, looking up from a slightly upward angle. His eyes were black and white, gentle and calm, and the smile arc on his lips was refreshing and soft, revealing neat and white upper teeth List.

The heart contracts and relaxes slowly, as if a small opening is missing somewhere, and the warm feelings are overflowing like blood.

No matter how long, no matter how many times, before his thoughts could turn around and refute, the surging waves of emotions beat against his heart, almost shattering his ribs, piercing his chest, with endless echoes And deep summer wind, told him loudly: he likes him.

The sensibility is exhausted, the thoughts are running, and the echo of the tide leaves traces of shells on the beach. It is a hypothetical proposition that needs to be calculated.

The title is love.

06

Compared with the carnival the night before the re-evaluation, the re-evaluation the next morning was a little ordinary.

The re-evaluation is for the trainees in each class to complete the singing and dancing process in front of the camera.During the period, from turning on the camera to closing it after the end, I relied on my own operation. After finishing the shooting in the morning, no matter whether it was good or bad, the trainees who were relieved went back to the dormitory in twos and threes, discussing with each other to have a good time, like It's a student who just passed a big exam.

When I was evaluating Qianle, I saw Tang Zhiyang in the bathroom, and he took stomach medicine with tap water.Such an excellent and powerful person like him still gets nervous to the point of stomach pain before the scene. When he smiled and comforted his friends in Class F, and sneaked to Class B to cheer him and Wan Xing, he seemed to put all his feelings into Hidden away.

Everyone is the same.

07

The afternoon is a rare time for leisure activities, and it is also the time for returning mobile phones that everyone is looking forward to.

The 213 dormitory is very real. The moment they touched the mobile phone, a few buddies immediately turned into a dead house state wrapped in a small quilt and turned on the air conditioner to play with the mobile phone. Fortunately, they even created a useless WeChat group called "213 Perfect Debut" Combination", the group posted 10+ emoticons in less than 99 minutes, all of which are black pictures of idols produced and sold by fans.

Leshi didn't wrap up with them in the quilt and communicate dumbly, but it was the same. He and Yu Fei squatted in the corner of the door, each of them holding a mobile phone, typing crazily and heartily, and tapping on the keyboard occasionally. Putting on the earphones without saying a word.

There was silence in the WeChat group for a while, and I swiped a row of emoticons written by Wang Xing himself:

"It's a big problem."

"It's a big problem."

"It's a big problem."

Double-wind: How did this man get in here?

Koi King: How did this man get in here?

[Little Sun emoji]: This is the first time I saw Lele typing so intensely, it was actually Lele...

Double-wind: Brother @Chips!What are you doing!

Chips:?I'm chasing people.

[Little Sun emoji]: Hurry up with Yu Fei?

Chips: Begging for nothing.

Koi King: Aren't you enemies?Why is Yu Fei always clinging to you today? He didn’t go to lead singer F4 when we were having dinner, and he came here to grab the braised lion head.Are you not enemies?If you reconcile, I will almost regard him as an enemy!

Attached is a sneer expression pack of Le Shi, with the words "Want to be beaten by your brother Le?"

Double-wind: Hit him take me take me!If you have the ability to play a game, who is afraid of the imperial city PK!

[Chips] invites you to participate in a game match.

15 minute later.

Ren Fengfeng lifted the quilt angrily, and saw Yu Fei laughing while holding a Leshi mobile phone.

"You still grab his mobile phone to play! You rookie, don't think that you are very good if you win me!"

Tang Zhiyang, who was on the opposite bed, waved to Ren Fengfeng from afar and said, "Bring the phone, I'll call it back for you."

The phone flies in a parabola.

"Teacher Tang, please give me more advice!"

08

Leshi and Yu Fei changed their mobile phones inexplicably, and this person is still squandering his game points.The people who saw the dormitory in Leshi became one with each other after a while, so they had to stare at the screen of Yu Fei's unlocked phone for a while. The gesture, but the same expectation in the eyes.

Not long after the phone was turned on, there were too many digital reminders of the information to become red dots that could not be displayed.

The same is true for Weibo news.

When Leshi clicked on the information page, his pupils shrank suddenly following a string of densely packed black words.

It's all...

It's all foul language and curses.Many unbearable words and threats of violence and blood are overwhelming.

It is unknown when Yu Fei's mobile phone number was discovered or leaked.

With trembling fingers, he was just about to turn down, when Yu Fei, who was fighting fiercely beside him, found some gap, stretched out his hand and pressed the home button, and the screen turned, and it was still the clean and passionate faces of the teenagers.

09

"Don't look, there's nothing to see."

Le Shi turned to look at him with a complicated expression.Yu Fei withdrew his hands quickly, as if he was used to it, tilted the screen and muttered: "Hey, don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm big, okay, fight back." Sadness is everywhere.

"..."

"How about it! You still can't beat me!"

"Be willing to bow down, willing to bow down."

"I'm dizzy, give it another shot, and you will die!"

The game interface stopped for a long time, and Yu Fei's hand holding the horizontal screen of the phone trembled slightly.

Yu Fei turned his face sideways and smiled at him: "Okay, I'm fine."

He stretched out his hand, gently brushed away Leshi's bangs, and patted his forehead with the back of his hand.

It's a touch that's not near or far, an ambiguous relationship that's broken.

Le Shi muffled, "Don't touch me", moved a little farther to the side, then lowered his head, looking at the wallpaper setting with a tacit understanding.

Does he, like himself, often miss the past and fall into the distress of the present?

The author says:

Feifei: Damn it, it’s okay for him to let me pat his head and still be arrogant. I’m dead, and my life is complete. (?) In fact, most of them still love each other, and a little spark can relive the old days.Guess when we'll make it up (old mother tears)