The CP of the strong group is the sweetest [Entertainment]

"You...don't retire?!"

Seeing Yuan Xiaobi's "OK" gesture, Yao Jiarui gently released Xie Yuzhou's hand.

The next moment, Xie Yuzhou rushed to Han Cheng's side, looking up at him nervously.

Han Cheng looked at Yuan Xiao, then turned around and nodded to Xie Yuzhou.

"I'm not retiring."

"Then... what about other things?"

"Of course I agree with other things." Smiling, Yuan Xiao walked between the two of them and raised her right hand, "Welcome to join this team!"

"thanks, thanks!"

As long as Han Cheng doesn't retire, Xie Yuzhou will gladly join any team. He squeezed Yuan Xiao's hand, and Xie Yuzhou nodded and shook it around.

The beauty Xie Yuzhou was shaking hands while winking wildly, Yuan Xiao was beaten a little bit by Wink.

Cheng Feng looked down at him, his complexion darkened slightly.

"And you, welcome too."

Finally Xie Yuzhou let go of his hand, Yuan Xiao turned to Han Cheng who was standing aside.

Compared with Xie Yuzhou's decisiveness, Han Cheng seemed to hesitate for a while before raising his hand to hold Yuan Xiao, but the grip was not so tight, it was just a touch.

"...Thank you." Han Cheng said awkwardly.

"I really want to thank Yuan Xiao!" Following Han Cheng's words, a carefree voice sounded behind everyone.

The six people turned their heads together, only to see Fang Yunhua walking towards them with smooth steps.

"Teacher Fang." Yuan Xiao said hello obediently.

"Yuan Xiao, good boy." He stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Yuan Xiao's head, ignoring Cheng Feng's darker face, Fang Yunhua looked at Han Cheng.

The latter stood there with stiff hands and feet, very unnaturally.

"Back?" Fang Yunhua asked.

"Well... I'm back." Han Cheng replied with some embarrassment.

Taking advantage of the communication between the two, the dark-faced Cheng Feng pulled Yuan Xiao to his side calmly, and Yuan Xiao's shoulder bumped into Cheng Feng's lightly, then he raised his head and gave Cheng Feng a smile.

Cheng Feng: "..."

"The child now." Holding a roll of paper in his hand and making a folding fan and shaking his head, Fang Yunhua shook his head again and again, "If you don't like it, you can withdraw from the competition. If you can withdraw from the competition, do you think you can withdraw from life?"

Fang Yunhua's paper fan was blowing in the dark wind, and he glanced at Cheng Feng intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Cheng: "..."

Cheng Feng: "..."

"But then again, by accident, you actually formed a group." Fang Yunhua raised his scroll, and clicked next to several people, "Well... four from Class A, one from Class B, and One is in class F, but the one who can make trouble the most."

Yuan Xiao: "..."

"Well, it's simply the strongest combination?"

Yuan Xiao, who is in class F but can make trouble the most, can't laugh or cry: "Anyway, there is no rule against such a combination in the last performance."

"Yes." Fang Yunhua agreed with Yuan Xiao's thoughts, "But I still have an opinion."

"What's your opinion, Teacher Fang?" Yuan Xiao asked.

"The opinion is - the strongest combination, of course, must be guided by the strongest mentor."

So... Everyone is asking questions in their hearts.

"So I declare: From now on, I, the strongest captain of the winners, will be the instructor of your strongest team!"

·

……

The six of them didn't speak, and beside them were the noisy ambient sounds of other groups, which made their small area even more silent and embarrassing.

After all, he said he was the strongest...

This is not thick-skinned enough, then I really can't tell.

Fang Yunhua's face is really thick.

The scene was so embarrassing, but he seemed to be okay, shaking his tattered scroll again.

"Anyway, you guys just have fun." Fang Yunhua said, "Now tell me what you think? Have you decided on the captain?"

"Yuan Xiao."

This time, it was Cheng Feng who rushed to answer.

After quickly and clearly citing Yuan Xiao's name, Cheng Feng resumed his cold expression, wandering indifferently outside the scene.

It seemed that he wasn't the one who said Yuan Xiao's name just now.

It seems that it is so natural that Yuan Xiao should be the captain.

Yuan Xiao: "Actually, I..."

"I agree, Yuan Xiao will be the captain."

Yuan Xiaogang was about to open his mouth to make up, but Yao Jiarui also spoke.

"Damn it, I didn't mean that I didn't want Yuan Xiao to be the captain!" Lu Fangzhi felt that he had been left behind, so he hurried to catch up, "I agree, I agree with a hundred hands."

Looking at the few friends who were eager to choose him as the captain, Yuan Xiao was very moved, but this feeling did not further evolve into arrogance, and he quickly looked at Han Cheng.

As he expected, Han Cheng's expression became not very good at the moment.

"Actually... I don't necessarily want to be the captain." Yuan Xiao said quickly, "Although I do have the experience of being the captain, but... there is another captain here. In the last game, Han Cheng led his team It's very good, Teacher Ye also praised it, didn't he?"

When Han Cheng heard Yuan Xiao's words, his expression was a little astonished.

After a while, Han Cheng waved his hand and said, "I didn't mean that."

Yuan Xiao was embarrassed: "I didn't mean that either... Well, I think that even if you are the captain, you can manage your team very well."

"Do not……"

"I also want Yuan Xiao to be the captain." At this moment, Xie Yuzhou, who had not expressed his opinion, also took a step closer to Yuan Xiao.

Han Cheng looked at Xie Yuzhou, then at Yuan Xiao, very helpless: "I really didn't mean that."

While speaking, Han Cheng wanted to lean over to Yuan Xiao and say a few words that only two people could hear.

But only after he had a momentum, Cheng Feng grabbed Yuan Xiao's shoulder and pulled back, creating a distance between the three of them.

Han Cheng: "..."

Cheng Feng: "Yuan Xiao and I have no secrets."

Yuan Xiao nodded blankly: "Yes, there is no secret."

Han Cheng: "..."

After being thrown in the face by vinegar first, and then dog food, Han Cheng wiped the sour smell from his face and lowered his voice.

Ask earnestly in a voice only three people can hear: "If you were captain, would you treat him fairly?"

he?

By the way, it should refer to Xie Yuzhou.

"Of course." Yuan Xiao also replied in a serious tone, "I assure you."

Han Cheng nodded, turned around, and raised his hand to Fang Yunhua: "I also think Yuan Xiao is the most suitable captain."

"You have the final say on your team." Fang Yunhua turned his palms and handed out a captain's sign.

Cheng Feng put it on for Yuan Xiao.

The photographer shifted the camera from Yuan Xiao's badge to the excited faces of Yao Jiarui and Lu Fangzhi beside him, and couldn't help but secretly gasp.

Mom...

If the information that the most proud artist of his family spared no effort to select Yuan Xiao as the captain was seen by those in the upper echelon of the original stone, he would be so angry that he would jump off the top floor of the original stone directly.

This is too good at playing.

Shaking his head to drive away the horrible thoughts, the photographer continued to shoot seriously.

Fang Yunhua didn't leave time for Yuan Xiao's acceptance speech, and he spoke first: "Stop talking nonsense, the captain has settled down, let's talk about your thoughts on this show first."

"Okay." Yuan Xiaocheng said with confidence, "This is Mr. Fang. If possible, we want to create original songs for the three songs this time."

"... want to be original?" Han Cheng and Xie Yuzhou were surprised at the same time.

But the rest of the people are not surprised.

"Yes." Yuan Xiaochong and Han Cheng explained, "We happen to have three dancers, and one person can be responsible for the choreography of a show."

Fang Yunhua: "I think..."

"No no no! Wait a minute! Wait a minute!!!" Xie Yuzhou didn't want Fang Yunhua to think that!He only wants to feel it!

He quickly raised his hand, Xie Yuzhou still felt that it was not enough.

He ran to Fang Yunhua and Yuan Xiao in one step, pointed at himself, and his face paled: "I think the problem is very big, the problem is really big!"

"What's the problem?" Yuan Xiao was also frightened by him.

"It's true that Wu Dan is in charge of a program by himself, but what about composing music???" Xie Yuzhou's beautiful face turned pale, "Captain, I can't write music, I really can't write music!!"

Before Yuan Xiao could answer, Xie Yuzhou hurriedly introduced himself: "I'm from the performing arts department of the company, and I graduated from Chinese opera for half a year—I don't know why the leader went crazy and put me on this show."

"I really started from scratch, and I really rely on my face to make a living!!" Xie Yuzhou almost burst into tears—is he going to go crazy with fright! ! !

What kind of lunatics did this group gather? !original? !Three more? !Does no one think it's wrong? !

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Yuan Xiao quickly gave Xie Yuzhou a compliment, "It doesn't matter if you don't write, as long as you can sing, we can solve the song."

"Captain, you can't lie..." Xie Yuzhou burst into tears.

"I'm not lying." Yuan Xiao suppressed a smile.

Xie Yuzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief at this point, he suddenly found that his foot seemed to be stepping on Fang Yunhua's foot, he retracted his foot in embarrassment, Xie Yuzhou ran to stand beside Han Cheng in desperation.

At this time, Yuan Xiao also had time to talk to Fang Yunhua, who was interrupted without saying a word.

"So, do you think it's okay?" Yuan Xiao looked at Fang Yunhua expectantly.

"Oh." Fang Yunhua drew the end of the sentence, "I think—"

"Well, what do you think?" Yuan Xiao looked at Fang Yunhua nervously.

Fang Yunhua stroked his chin in an inscrutable manner, and played a tricky way with high fives.

He looked at Yuan Xiao, then at the other five people around him, and shook his head slightly.

Yuan Xiao's heart tensed instantly. He was about to ask Fang Yunhua, but Fang Yunhua suddenly showed a smile.

"What are you doing..." Fang Yunhua said, "Are you really considering singing and dancing other people's songs?"

Yuan Xiao: "...Huh?"

"In your group, if there is a song that is not original, it would be a shame! Do you know!"

·

Now that the instructor agreed, everyone hurried into the preparation stage.

One month, three programs, this task sounds difficult at first glance.But once the division of labor continues, it doesn't seem to be a difficult task.

In the end, it was decided that there would be a total of three songs, with Yuan Xiao writing two and Yao Jiarui writing one.

The deadline is a week later, and the choreography will be handed over to three dancers.

After dividing the work, Yuan Xiao and Yao Jiarui went to write first, and the rest of them found places to practice.

With the gradual elimination of trainees, a number of practice rooms have been vacated in the photography base, and everyone can occupy them as they like.

Yao Jiarui was originally writing songs in the large practice room where they practiced dance, but he deleted and deleted a few pieces of paper all afternoon and threw them away.

In the evening, he took a pen and paper and hid somewhere.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yao Jiarui crossed out another line of notes and scratched his head in boredom.

Can't write.

Although Yuan Xiao had talked with him about the problems in his heart last time, if the psychological problems can be solved by just a few words, then there is no need for a psychiatrist in this world.

Heaving a heavy breath, Yao Jiarui put his hands under his head.

As soon as he lay down on the floor, he saw the door of his practice room pushed open a narrow gap.

Chestnut-colored hair protruded from the door.

Yao Jiarui sat up and saw Yuan Xiao who came in wearing black-rimmed glasses and a bright yellow sweater, looking warm.

"Finally found you." Yuan Xiao stepped into the practice room with the stave book of the composition in his arms, and closed the door.

"Why are you looking for me?" Yao Jiarui asked after glancing at Yuan Xiao's back, "Where's Cheng Feng? Isn't he inseparable from you?"

"Dancing next door, I came to you to write a song."

Putting the things in his hands on the floor, Yuan Xiao didn't say much, bent his knees and sat by the wall, opened the notebook and put it on his lap, Yuan Xiao began to write and draw.

Yao Jiarui looked at Yuan Xiao for a while, but the latter still ignored him, leaving him with a thin back.

The whole practice room is very soundproof and very quiet, Yao Jiarui can hear the sound of Yuan Xiao's pen tip.

Listening to the joy of creative writing, Yao Jiarui stared blankly at Yuan Xiao's back, and after a while, looked at the pile of waste paper he had thrown on the ground.

"...Hey..." Yao Jiarui sighed softly.

Yuan Xiao's voice of writing stopped.

"Are you okay?" Yuan Xiao asked.

"Average." Yao Jiarui said.

Yuan Xiao: "Do you need me to chat with you?"

"...No need." Yao Jiarui replied.

Yao Jiarui actually didn't know how to talk about his problems.

He wrote for a day, from love to family, and then jumped out of the category of small love and small love, writing about peace and the universe, and finally wrote a lot of waste paper.

On any subject, he feels that he has talked in general.

Yao Jiarui didn't know how to express this depression, and he didn't want to.

"Okay." Yuan Xiao nodded without asking.

Before the tip of the pen touched the notebook, Yuan Xiao said again: "No matter what, I will stay with you until you can write it out."

Yao Jiarui: "..."

Yao Jiarui felt that his heart seemed to be hit by something, and something flowed out.

After saying this, Yuan Xiao did not speak anymore.

He silently occupied a corner of the practice room, proving the fact that "I will really be with him" with his actions.

Yuan Xiao's songwriting process didn't seem to be very smooth, sometimes he stopped writing and went to the electronic piano to knock twice, sometimes he collapsed on the ground and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Strangely, there was one more person in the practice room, but Yao Jiarui didn't feel noisy.

Seeing Yuan Xiao's figure pacing back and forth, gradually, some memories rolled in Yao Jiarui's heart at the same time.

Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang in "Swordsman".

Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng's amazing ancient style performance.

When I was a child, I watched swords and swords in martial arts dramas, and the people in it were flying around in the sky, omnipotent...

The nib that was blocked just now finally started pouring out its ink. Yao Jiarui took a staff and placed tadpoles of different heights one after another on it.

After finishing writing on a piece of paper, he put it aside and picked up another piece of paper.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, he could only hear the music flowing in his heart, as if the music was flowing in a river and lake, flying sand and rolling stones, happy and enmity.

When the last tadpole landed on the paper, Yao Jiarui couldn't bear the fatigue anymore, grabbed his pen and fell to the ground.

The sky seems to have turned from black to white, faintly, it should be dawn.

Lying on the ground, Yao Jiarui's gaze wandered away, and he found that Yuan Xiao was indeed staying in the practice room as he promised.

Yuan Xiao was already asleep.

Holding the staff book in his hand, he leaned against the large mirror in the practice room and fell asleep peacefully.

The black-rimmed glasses slid to the tip of his nose and were about to fall down.

Just as Yao Jiarui was about to get up, he heard the door of the practice room slam.

Cheng Feng pushed open the door and poked his head in exactly the same way as Yuan Xiao.

Looking at the awake Yao Jiarui with quiet eyes, Cheng Feng handed him a down jacket.

Then, Cheng Feng walked up to Yuan Xiao, and put the down jacket on the floor. Cheng Feng took Yuan Xiao's glasses lightly, folded them, and put them away.

Then he sat down, Yuan Xiao moved his head leaning against the mirror to his arm, shook off the down jacket with one hand, and covered the two people.

His profile was pressed against the top of Yuan Xiao's head, and he closed his indifferent eyes.

Yao Jiarui grabbed the down jacket shared by Cheng Feng, and after a long time, he got up and walked to the electronic piano.

Taking the mobile phone on the piano stand, Yao Jiarui crouched down holding the down jacket, turned on the camera, and forever captured the moment when Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng were sleeping soundly.

·

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yuan Xiao was awakened by a loud knock on the door.

He opened his eyes in a daze, but before he could react, he had been roughly pulled up and stood at attention in the practice room.

Yuan Xiao: "?!"

Xie Yuzhou: "Let's go, let's go, let's go—oh my god! I'm going to miss the plane soon!!"

The author has something to say: I often feel that Yao Jiarui is bouncing back and forth between when I got knocked down and when I am really jealous of this kind of love.

So what are you doing to catch a plane?Break it down next time. (updated 3/3)