On the stage, when Lu Xi was not going to dance, He Junchao looked at his legs reflexively.

His injury was obviously fine, and he also danced well in front of the camera during the assessment.

And, the information clearly stated that his PTSD was cured.

He Junchao's originally relieved heart was raised again. He thought that after Lu Xi clearly refused to tie up, he should have just taken his current teammate to see him.

But on the way from the backstage to the airport, when Dimon met him on a trip, he was distracted many times.

Finally, before taking off, he couldn't help but change positions with Qi Nan.

Lu Xi looked at him without blinking, and the doubts gradually dissipated, and a layer of vigilance slowly surged.

"It's nothing, I don't want to jump." His lips moved, looking for a seemingly reasonable excuse.

But no trainee is willing to give up an excellent exposure opportunity because he "don't want to jump".

Showing your face once in front of the camera will hopefully attract more part of the audience.

He Junchao knew very well that he was perfunctory and repeated.

He said coldly: "Don't want to dance? Is it because you Mr. Lu is protecting me?"

Lu Xi seemed a little annoyed and said, "Hello pd, it's here in two minutes."

He Junchao was stunned and then laughed angry by him.

He looked at Lu Xi's side face for two seconds, stood up and left.

Qi Nan was sitting in his seat restlessly, and he walked straight over and said, "Go back to your seat."

Seeing that his face was not very good, Qi Nan immediately said "yes" and quickly got up and escaped.

Seeing that he was back, Dimon next to him came over and said, "Let's continue to discuss the schedule..."

He Junchao covered his blanket on his head and said in a muffled voice: "If you are sleepy, don't bother me."

Daimon didn't know why this little ancestor was unhappy, so he had to take back his words.

After returning to the training camp, everyone was involved in the intense practice again.

As soon as they entered the practice room, Qiao Songnian rushed up and whimpered: "Brother Lu Nan Nan Xiaowu, I miss you so much!"

When Lu Xi and the others were not around, he was transferred by Song Xiwei and was extremely tragic.

Song Xiwei said that his flexibility and basic skills were not good, and even called a male teacher to help him open his melody.

So in the practice room of "Badguy", Qiao Songnian's miserable shouts often echoed, and other trainees thought that a murder was about to occur.

Lu Xi didn't know if he was motion sickness or something, but his face looked a little pale.

He found a place to put his luggage in a casual place, wiped his face and came to practice dancing.

"Brother Lu, do you want to take a break?" Qiao Songnian asked, and everyone else looked at him.

Lu Xi said lightly: "It's been a few days, hurry up."

He had long been accustomed to high-intensity practice life. When he was the busiest time, he never met for three days and three nights.

Everyone did not stop practicing for the afternoon. At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Qi Nan and Wu Chenghuan were both tired.

They were on the road all day, and when they came back, they had physical exercises, so they planned to take a break early today.

"You go back to the dormitory first, I'll come back later." Lu Xi did not stop and looked at the mirror without looking back.

Qi Nan said: "Brother Lu, then you come back early, I'll leave a door for you."

Lu Xi said: "I understand. Turn off the lights over there and don't waste electricity."

He was the only one left in the practice room and didn't need so many lights.

"Teacher Lu is really a model worker. I'm willing to give him a chance. See you later!" Wu Chenghuan turned off the lights for him.

Lu Xi waved at them and continued to look at the angle in the mirror.

He was practicing a movement repeatedly, which was a newly added continuous wave to the hip.

This set of actions seems simple, but if you want to turn it into the audience's memory point, you need to add a lot of skills.

Lu Xi tried various expressions, cold, lip-biting, abstinent, playful...

Always dissatisfied.

On the plane, He Junchao asked him why he didn't dance.

He looked at his impeccable movements in the mirror, but he remembered the numbness of his hands and feet on the stage that day.

It's not that he doesn't want to.

He was defeated by reality again and again.

Whenever he stood on the place he once loved the most, he would sincerely find that he couldn't do it.

Just as he was practicing madly, he suddenly heard a light cough coming from the side.

In the practice room in the middle of the night, the half-bright lights and abrupt sounds seemed extremely creepy.

The wind blew across the window ridge, and the only light on the top of the head shaking.

Lu Xi quickly turned his head and saw a person standing in the shadow at the door.

In the lounge, Daimon was eating spicy hot pot while browsing his cell phone.

When he saw today's hot search, his eyebrows immediately became entangled. He swallowed the meatballs in his mouth in a few bites, and slid them down with his fingers.

The topic #tide, waist-to-waist# is rising and has been reaching the second place in the hot search.

The first thing you see is Tianhua bought: #Lu Xi, Waist#.

The topic of "Hanging the Waist" comes from the latest episode that just aired.

After He Junchao asked Lu Xi to show off his dancing, he put his hand directly on his waist when he stepped forward to give him guidance.

The details that even the trainees present did not pay attention to were captured by the camera without any loss.

The program team even made a series of post-incitations and played a shot of them looking at each other three times in a loop.

The comment section exploded instantly.

@Mengliken and Hua and You: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

@Tianhua Sweetheart: Sister woc, you made my eyes arouse!

@全人妻妻妻妻妻: How many times have I said it! They are true!! The tides can really force the official to death, ah hahahahahaha!

@Buer Songsong:...I went crazy again[/picking the nose], tsk.

@无六官网: The look he looked at him, if this wasn't love[/cry]!

The first topic of hot searches is even more intense. Someone made a video called [Chu waist, slender palm light, light, high flame].

From his previous practice room direct shots to every concert, even the secret shots of "Mingxian" were included, and it was equipped with "Playwithfire".

The editing person has ulterior motives, and every frame is made with ignite and charming, and the music infinitely magnifies Lu Xi's waist.

Hot review number one—

@心小小小小小小:[/Smile] To be honest, I want to make He Junchao green. Everyone here is rubbish.

Damon almost pulled over when he saw it, and quickly called the partner: "Hey, that hot search! The hot search is quickly withdrawn!"

"What? Are you working with Tianhua or with us?! The money you gave is amazing!" Damon said angrily.

He got angry at the phone, and finally hung up unbearable and turned around to find He Junchao.

"Junchao, we can't sit and wait...Junchao?" Daimon looked at the empty sofa behind him and was stunned.

Entrance to the practice room.

He Junchao held his arms and looked at Lu Xi with a deep look in the shadow.

When he found out that it was him, Lu Xi let out a sigh and said angrily: "pd, you are like a thief at night. It's interesting to stand here and watch me dance?"

He was already a little dissatisfied with He Junchao, and his practice was not going well, so his tone was naturally not very good.

In the aisle, Daimon hurriedly looked for He Junchao one by one.

It was late at night, and he didn't dare to shout, so he took a few glances at every practice room.

We rested early today, and many practice rooms are empty and are completely deserted.

He finally saw a light on the room and walked over quickly.

He Junchao walked to the back of Luxi with a dangerous feeling in his eyes.

"I thought you didn't dance, but it turned out that you were really negligent in practicing." He said with a slight sarcastic look.

In fact, Lu Xi didn't dance badly, but he had always pursued perfection, and he knew that He Junchao was talking lies with his eyes open.

But before he could reject it, He Junchao suddenly reached out and grabbed his narrow waist and took the opportunity to slightly go to his place.

That movement was not good at teasing, and he was extremely skillful.

Lu Xi's back was pressed against his tight and warm chest, and a faint smell of men's perfume drifted into his nose.

The scorching breath approached his ears, and a low voice rang out in a very close place.

It is numb and numb, like an electric current.

"Have you not practiced for too long, and you can't even push the hips?" He Junchao arrogantly hit him from behind with a hint of malice.

Lu Xi suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the man with a smirk in the mirror.

Damon stood at the door, and his phone fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!