Lu Xi was stunned for a few seconds when he saw He Junchao's smile in the mirror.

But then, he heard the movement from outside the door.

Because he was followed by paparazzi for a long time in the past, out of an instinctive self-protection mentality, he raised his elbows and pounded them backwards.

He Junchao forgot where he was, and the touch of his palm also distracted his attention. He was caught off guard by Lu Xi's chest.

He coughed, staggered back two steps, covering the hit area.

The whole scene looked like a bully teased a good boy and was beaten up by a fat man, and the Damon at the door was petrified.

Lu Xi turned his head and found that it was him before he relaxed.

"Damn, I'll just make a joke when you've made such a ruthless move, is that as for it?" He Junchao couldn't help but say angrily.

Lu Xi lowered his face and looked at him and said, "It hurts a lot?"

"Of course it hurts!" He Junchao rubbed his chest and said.

"It hurts so that you can remember that jokes are not casual." Lu Xi said coldly.

He grabbed the sweat towel and water bottle on the ground, and walked around Damon and left.

He Jun was so angry that his hands trembled, pointing at his leaving figure and said, "Didn't I just push him? He dared to hit me? He actually hit his mentor!"

Daimon: "..." I thought to myself what a tiger and wolf word is this, what are you talking about, my little ancestor!

The next morning, Lu Xi arrived at the practice room as usual at 6 o'clock.

Wu Chenghuan asked him to help stretch, and he walked over to help him stretch.

The teammate next to him said, "We are going to be stocked again today. I heard that He PDF has gone to Beijing, and Teacher Song is not here either."

"Aren't he still here last night? He rushed to Beijing overnight?" Wu Chenghuan was sweating profusely, but his ears were still standing tall.

Lu Xi frowned casually and said, "How do you know he was still there last night?"

Wu Chenghuan was quite surprised when he heard him ask. Lu Xi basically didn't participate in their gossip discussion, and this was the first time he spoke.

"Listen to what the next class said, he came out of the practice room very late yesterday." Wu Chenghuan said, "By the way, you didn't go back to the dormitory yesterday at almost twelve o'clock, didn't you see him?"

Lu Xi accidentally used his legs to stretch out his legs.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After a while, Qiao Songnian came with a bun in her mouth.

He entered the door, and the staff followed in and hurriedly said, "I'll inform you that the first rehearsal will be held this afternoon."

The bun in Qiao Songnian's mouth stuck into his throat, choking him so that he rolled his eyes.

"I'm going to go! Rehearsal this afternoon?!" Others said in horror.

Lu Xi's face also changed.

Wu Chenghuan screamed: "No! I haven't been able to pick my movements yet! I'm going to go on stage now?"

Everyone wailed, quickly put away their lazy hearts, stood up and practiced quickly.

Lu Xi didn't talk any more throughout the morning, and he looked a little worried when he was having dinner.

But everyone was like him, so they didn't attract other people's attention.

Among them, the only one who is not nervous is probably Qiao Songnian.

In his words, if you give up your jar, you won’t be afraid of wearing shoes with barefoot.

At 1:00 pm, all trainees gathered in the studio.

But the luck of the misfortune is that only Hailing and Hope are present, and the other two strictest ones are not there.

The atmosphere at the scene was very compact, everyone was temporarily notified, and everyone was panicked on their faces.

Hailing picked up the microphone and everyone thought she wanted to comfort everyone, but she said: "It's like this when you debut in the future. You keep rushing to various announcements, and even putting on makeup can only be done in the car. Don't think that surprise attacks are bad. If you can't even afford this accident, how can you become an idol in the future?"

The trainees all calmed down.

The field controller called the name of the program one by one in front, and the two teams took turns to perform.

Wu Chenghuan was walking around in the background, muttering: "What happened after this action? Who should I exchange positions with?"

"When you are nervous, can you stop counting beats, so that I can count as well."

"My throat is not good, I'm not good at all!"

Qiao Songnian said: "Don't be so nervous, it's not the stage, what are you afraid of? Learn to learn from my brother Lu..."

He turned his head and saw some sweat oozing from Lu Xi's forehead. He suddenly felt speechless and said, "...I didn't say anything."

A head appeared in the field control: "Next group, "Badguy."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Several people were going crazy.

Wu Chenghuan said quickly: "Teacher Lu, if I step on your foot later, please forgive me!"

"Yeah." Lu Xi responded absent-mindedly, as if he was out of touch with their world, and he didn't hear clearly what he was saying.

Everyone stepped onto the stage.

The bright light hit the face, and there were a lot of trainees standing below.

It's not a formal stage with audiences, but it's a stage.

As long as it is a stage, Lu Xi will feel unrelieved of fear.

Hailing and Hope sat in the front, watching the performance on the stage through the camera, and whispered from time to time.

The five people on the stage stood up separately. Lu Xi lowered his head and slowly closed his hands that were hanging beside him.

The suffocation slowly surged into my heart again, as if I was gradually sinking into the bottom of the water and about to drown.

The shaking lifting platform is so white that it is dazzlingly lights and noisy sounds.

He closed his eyes and exhaled.

At this moment, Qiao Songnian suddenly heard a roar in his ear: "Be careful—"

The moment Lu Xi opened his eyes, the light that had just hung high hit in an instant.

With a loud bang, the headlight hit a person with a thunderous bang, and the whole stage trembled.

The surroundings suddenly went crazy, and all the staff rushed up shouting.

In an instant, Lu Xi was dizzy and had only one thought in his mind.

——His stage has a curse.

here we go again.

After shooting a promotional video, He Junchao went to the shade to rest for a while.

He was wearing a vest and beach pants, a hat and sunglasses on his head, and was almost burnt in the scorching sun.

Seeing that he was so hot, Damon went to the convenience store next to him to buy some ice packs.

The photographer next to him held his cell phone and said, "Oh my God, Jun Chao, something happened to you guys."

"What?" He Junchao said inexplicably.

The photographer read the news and said: "The headlights in the studio suddenly fell and injured a trainee. Can the trainees participate in the "Badguy" stage? Can we still meet us as promised?"

He Junchao suddenly raised his head, "What did you say? Which stage?"

The photographer said: "It says "Badguy" on it. Have you heard this song too... Alas, Junchao? Why are you doing?"

He Junchao threw his hat on the table and said without looking back: "Tell me and Damon, I'll go back in advance if I have an urgent need."

"No, we haven't finished the shooting yet!" The photographer was stunned.

He Junchao ran all the way outside the shooting site and called a car casually.

The driver said, "Hello, where are you going?"

He Jun pressed his cell phone without raising his head: "Huairou."

Driver: "…Huai Rou?"

He Junchao said irritably: "I'll give you double the money, please hurry up, thank you."

He called Lu Xi's cell phone for a long time and it was turned off. Then he remembered that his cell phone was withdrawn.

The driver looked him carefully from the rearview mirror and said, "I see you look a little like a star, what's that name..."

He Junchao called the director directly, and it took a long time to pick it up.

"Hey, Jun Chao?" Director Zhong gasped, as if running.

He Junchao hurriedly said, "Director Zhong, what's wrong? Why did the lights in the studio fall? Who did it hit?"

"Damn it, the lighting engineer didn't check it in advance. Xiao Zhao told him the blockade news!" Director Zhong was almost crazy when he heard it, "I have to deal with a lot of things here, so I'll contact you later."

He Junchao was about to speak, but he hung up there.

He cursed softly, and then called Hailing.
To be continued...