Male God is Chasing My Brother

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Those who can stay to the end have undergone rigorous training that no one else can imagine. But as in many fields, hard work can only raise the lower limit on the road to dance and vocal music. What really decides the upper limit is the talent that cannot be changed by manpower.

An Xumo's hard work is undoubted, but most of the evaluations he got are due to his talent.

An Xumo is like a pearl. At this time, the clam shell has not faded, but the bright-eyed person has already seen the light on him.

The practice area of ​​Jindian is centralized, and several dance rooms are on the same floor. An Xumo thanked the teacher. After a brief shower, he left the dance room while thinking about what to eat at night. There were other trainees in the hallway who finished the course. An Xumo walked alone. The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly shocked. He reached out and felt that it was his own personal mobile phone.

The name on the screen made An Xumo stunned again, he could not help but stop. After tapping the palm of his hand twice on his pants, An Xumo raised his hand and carefully opened the call.

"Hey……?"

The opposite voice had not yet passed, and An Xumo was suddenly hit by the power coming from behind him. He was stunned, and he was so supportive that the door did not fall. An Xumo turned his head in surprise, but several people behind him shoved and pushed him directly into the room next to him.

"Well……!"

"Bumping", An Xumo slammed on the wooden floor, he was so dull with pain | snorted, the mobile phone in his hand also slipped out, and landed half a meter away from him.

"Well, why did our superstar fall and walk so carelessly?"

An Xumo, who was clearly ridiculed, sat up with his arm on his arm and looked up: "... Lu Yingtu?"

A total of seven people followed, and the last one closed the door of the idle dance studio backhand. An Xumo glanced and found that these people were all trainees who were waiting for Han Ming in the hall that day, and their expressions did not converge. Looking at this posture, it became clear that they had no intention.

Lu Yingtu smiled "Haha": "I didn't expect that the big star still remembered my name, I was really flattered."

An Xumo was a little unclear, so: "Something?"

Lu Yingtu sneered and sneered, "What is it? White lotus is quite like learning. You talk about you, what other dances do you practice, can you just act?"

Someone behind him echoed, "That is, even if you grab it once, you have to take advantage of it twice, and you always look innocent. Do you use this trick in front of Han Ming?"

Standing next to him was the previous brown-haired boy. He clapped his hands: "It's done, don't talk nonsense with him, let's just breathe out before we talk."

The people standing behind heard the words and immediately rolled out several arm-length clubs from under the cushions in the corner. They obviously had a long plan, and the location and tools were well prepared. An Xumo tried to stand up from the ground, but was struck by Lu Yingtu on the chest. The friction between his body and the wooden floor made a harsh noise, and it seemed even more shocking in his ears.

But this kind of movement can be called pleasant to the other seven people in the house. Each of them took a stick and surrounded An Xumo directly.

Lu Yingtu had already taken the lead in raising the stick. As the thick and long sticks were about to fall, the room suddenly made a loud noise.

"Who?!"

The frightened people hurriedly looked around, but there was no one else in the dance room. They looked around nervously, and someone cried, "There!"

I saw the phone not far away still lit, and the screen was showing a bright call. When I was just thrown out, the loudspeaker key I accidentally touched let the sound in the room be completely incorporated into the mobile phone, and a low male voice was also amplified and passed over.

"who are you?"

The sound in the amplified state is inevitably a bit distorted. The closest brown-haired boy bent over and picked up the phone, and saw the word "brother" on the screen.

An Xumo's situation is also known among trainees. Previously, trainees conducted closed exercises at the outpost in the outskirts. Because of the remote location, every time they had a hard time getting a holiday, everyone had parents and friends to come here and lively. Pick it up. Only An Xumo himself, no one ever took him.

He doesn't even go home, he just stays in the training center and spends the whole holiday alone.

In this case, no one would believe how much An Xumo's family cared about him. As for the brother who did not know where he came from, there was no threat to them. How capable a trainee's loved one is, if this person is great, An Xumo should not have been a trainee here long ago.

Lu Yingtu smiled, slowed his voice and said to the mobile phone in the hands of the brown-haired boy: "This elder brother, we, are good friends of Xiao'an. Isn't this just communicating feelings, you don't have to worry about it blindly ,what."

A few others laughed and echoed intentionally: "That's it."

"Well, how about feelings?"

Their laughter didn't stop. An Xumo, who had been unresponsive for a while, suddenly pounced from the kneeling position. He shot hard and punched Lu Yingtu's face fiercely!

"what!!"

Lu Yingtu was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a sigh of exasperation. He covered his swollen half face in anger and shouted: "You, his | Mum dare to hit me ?! Old | Zi ca n’t kill you! Give me a beat! "

The startled crowd reacted under the shouting of Lu Yingtu, and quickly raised the bat in his hand again. An Xu Mo was thin, tired for a day and did n’t have enough food. He did n’t have enough energy to fight. His first punch was also successful when he was unprepared. At this time, he was surrounded by six or seven peers, and he had no fighting power at all.

The ball with a broken sound hit the thin spine severely, An Xumo groaned, was about to grit his teeth to swallow the pain, but heard a loud noise "not far" from not far away.

This time it wasn't the sound coming from the loudspeaker of the mobile phone. The door of the dance room was pushed open. The person standing at the door saw the situation inside the room and shouted, "What are you doing!"

The seven people who still had a stick in their hands panicked at the sight of them: "Chen, Sister Chen ..."

Standing at the door was Chen Li, the agent who had been responsible for their eleven trainees. Unlike Tang Tang, Chen Li's temper is notoriously hot. In addition, all those who haven't debuted with her are intimidated by her trainees. Even Ying Yingtu, accustomed to sweet words and flattery, did not dare to speak loudly in front of Chen Li.

A capable professional dress Chen Li stepped on her high heels and walked into the dance studio. The sound of footsteps of "Da" and "Da" made the faces of several people more and more white, and what made them more frightened was that there was one person behind Chen Li , He also followed in, and his tall figure was extremely familiar—

It turned out that they were Han Ming just hanging around!

"Don't put down my stick yet!" Chen Li shouted in anger, waiting for seven people to retreat into a row, then let go of her right hand on the phone, with a gentle tone of rapid change: "Hey, Xin Director, I've been here, hey, yes, yes, rest assured, I will take this matter seriously. "

Several trainees had not yet reacted from the shock of seeing Han Ming, and were again frightened by Chen Li's unusually respectful tone. After they reacted to what Chen Li said, they even had some instability.

Director Xin, Xin, how many directors in Jindian are surnamed Xin?

They are still holding the last hint of fantasy, but Chen Li has already said to the other side: "Director Xin, you have to bother you and Brother Zhou for a word, I will definitely ..."

She didn't finish her words, there seemed to have been a change there, and Chen Li's tone became more respectful immediately: "Brother Zhou, hey, are you with Director Xin, yes, I'm Chen Li, don't worry, I will definitely handle it properly ... "

Except for Chen Li's voice, there was no movement in the room. The seven trainees looked as earthy as they could, and looked at Chen Li who nodded repeatedly. Han Ming at the door also followed, and he walked to An Xumo, who was kneeling on the ground, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Are you OK?"

Adolescent boys always have a good appetite. Half-size guys eat poor and old. They are exactly when they draw a bar. But An Xumo's hunger began at the age of seven. Ten years later, his habits have not changed.

It turned out that at Zhou's family, it was okay to say that although no one was waiting to see him, there was no shortage of food in the kitchen. An Xu Mo did not dine with the couple Zhou Yunlin, and he ate by himself, no matter how much he ate. The school also collects meals uniformly. Even if you are not full, you can go to the kitchen when you come back at night.

But when the trainees are different, each meal is fixed-point and fixed-quantity, and they are all low-calorie items, and conjoined energy drinks have to be purchased separately. An Xumo was very hungry. Everyone else thought he was discarded as a bitter gourd drink. He didn't have any leftovers every time. If he felt that the chicken breast was not delicious, he would eat it with carrots on the plate. But these were not enough. He was hungry anymore. Can only go to convenience stores to buy cheap bread buns.

An Xumo also ate compressed biscuits for a while, the cheapest original. He couldn't care about the taste, he just wanted to be full, and after a long time he drank and became angry, he changed to another option.

The closest meal was at the chaotic birthday party. An Xumo was not very sensitive to the sight of the people around him, but Zhou Jinshen was present at the time. He was also impatiently stared at by the other party. After watching it, he left the game hurriedly in advance, and An Xumo failed to eat much in the end.

But for An Xumo, the hunger that follows the shadow is something he has long been used to. He has many ways to restrain his hunger, bit his tongue, increase training to divert his attention, and quietly look at Zhou Jinshen's photos while eating.

Now Zhou Jinshen's real person is sitting opposite him. An Xumo hasn't eaten yet, he feels that his empty stomach has been well caressed | comforted.

An Xumo followed the lead waiter to the dining area. This cafeteria is luxuriously decorated, and it also covers the two-story venue. The barbecue on the second floor can be ordered for delivery, An Xumo first strolled on the first floor. The restaurant area is divided into four or five rows of long dining tables such as Japanese, French, and Chinese, and the cooking area is rich in dishes. An Xumo took it as he walked, and quickly filled the entire dining car.

The waiter helped push the dining car to the single room, and the small and delicate plates filled most of the tables. Zhou Jinshen didn't show up easily, so An Xumo chose two people to come back, but judging from the current weight, it is estimated that there are still two people left.

After the waiter left, the two began to eat quietly. Zhou Jinshen originally planned to wait to finish the meal before telling the other party to participate in the variety show, but it didn't take long for him to frown.

Zhou Jinshen didn't eat slowly. He was regarded as having a normal meal. Because of his fitness routine, he did not deliberately go on a diet. But when he was half full, An Xumo, who seemed to have thin arms and legs, had eaten twice what he had eaten, and his eating speed had not slowed down.