He Junchao didn't seem to have expected that it was him who opened the door. His eyes passed by him and searched in the room, but he did not see Lu Xi.

Qiao Songnian looked at him like a ghost. He remembered that he had heard that He Junchao had gone to Beijing not long ago, but he didn't know why he suddenly appeared.

"Where is Lu Xi?" He Junchao asked with a frown when he had no time to stare at him.

Qiao Songnian opened her mouth and before she could speak, the bathroom door next to her opened.

Lu Xi walked out while wearing short sleeves and rubbed her hair.

As soon as he came out, he saw two people huddling at the door and looked at them blankly: "pd, why are you here?"

He Junchao's eyes fell on his arm, with a blood-stained training suit on it.

His pupils suddenly tightened and he asked sternly: "Where is the injury?"

Lu Xi didn't keep up with his pace. He was obviously angry with his elbow last night, so he suddenly ran over and asked where he was injured.

Only then did Qiao Songnian realize that he had misunderstood and quickly explained: "pd, it was not Brother Lu who was injured, but our teammate Xiao Ai. Brother Lu was close to him, so he went over to help him."

When the others in the room heard the sound, they came over and greeted He Junchao. Lu Xi looked at him with doubts.

After looking at him for a while, He Junchao decided that he was not injured, he remembered to say something to others: "This is being handled by the program team. Don't be under psychological pressure, just prepare the stage with peace of mind."

Wu Chenghuan asked: "But PDF, our team has one missing person, what should we do?"

"There are not less, there are probably one more," said He Junchao. "The team performing "223's" has three brothers in it. They withdrew from the competition because of an accident at home."

"What?!" Everyone showed an incredible expression.

Qiao Songnian murmured: "I'm going, it's really a troublesome talent show."

Wu Chenghuan's expression gradually became solemn.

He Junchao glanced at Lu Xi again and said, "You must pay attention to stage safety in the future and protect yourself. Don't think too much, concentrate on practicing."

After he explained this, he turned around and left.

Qiao Songnian scratched her head and said, "So I came to our dormitory as soon as I came back. Is it just to tell us this?"

"Why did he come back suddenly?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm not very relieved after hearing about this."

Wu Chenghuan suddenly said, "Do you know who the two people coming are? They are all from Class F."

After he said this, everyone was silent.

He and Lu Xi are the only ones in their team, and the others are all dragged down.

"I don't mind the class, but they are completely unfamiliar with this song. What should I do?" Wu Chenghuan said with his forehead.

Every trainee who came to the name of the name wanted to work hard to climb up. But now it is obvious that they are in a state of extreme disadvantage.

Lu Xi patted him and said, "Xiao Wu, after those two people come, we will be responsible for one. You will also practice together. There are still four days left. No matter what, we must do our best to present the best stage to the audience."

In his words, he did not question He Junchao's decision or exclude the two people who were about to come, but he confirmed from the beginning that they would be part of the team.

Wu Chenghuan looked up at him, his eyes becoming complicated, and Lu Xi's words seemed to touch a certain point in him.

"Why, don't you have confidence? You are the C position. Can you still teach two people?" Lu Xi raised the corner of his mouth at him, with unreserved trust in him.

His calm attitude was as if he had magical powers, and he quickly calmed down everyone around him.

Wu Chenghuan looked into his eyes and said, "Teacher Lu, just say this to you. I think this will be a stage that I will never forget for my life."

Qiao Songnian stretched out her hand and smiled, "We can definitely do it, Badguys!"

However, regaining courage is one thing, and reality is another.

The next room they chose trainees for the same track, among which Meng Xinyou danced in a female step, and their progress was obviously twice as fast as this team.

With two days left before going on stage, Song Xiwei conducted a simple assessment and asked two teams of the same track to dance together.

Meng Xinyou's team cooperated tacitly and performed quite steadily.

In order to pursue visual stimulation, they did not make any changes to the female steps.

When Meng Xinyou twisted her waist towards the instructor, Song Xiwei silently covered her face.

Hailing, who was watching the fun next to her, asked her, "Are you shy again?"

Song Xiwei whispered: "No, it's eye-catching."

It was Lu Xi's turn to the group, and the six people went up and couldn't even say hello, and the movements were still inconsistent after practicing many times.

Song Xiwei shook her head repeatedly, and when they finished dancing, she commented bluntly: "You are going to go on stage like this? To be honest, I think you have to take a lot of responsibility when you dance like this."

Everyone was quiet, this was her first time criticizing Lu Xi.

She continued: "You are the best among them, so your group looks the most inconsistent. You should have the responsibility to bring them to your height."

Everyone's faces were strange. The teammates wanted to speak for Lu Xi, but they couldn't contradict the mentor. Meng Xinyou looked at him with gloating eyes.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xi did not explain, but bowed and said, "Thank you, Teacher Song, I understand."

Song Xiwei looked at him bent down ninety degrees, humble and gentle, as if she had just started a new career a few years ago, and she had no airs of being a top star at all.

She was a little surprised, but at the same time she understood why He Junchao was obsessed with this former teammate.

Lu Xi's actions reminded her of the two days ago, when she clicked on the hot searches related to him with curiosity.

He has not made any news for two years, but his fans have not decreased. A passerby asked in confusion why this is the case.

The answer below is: Because his own world is full of blood, he still takes out candy from his pocket and gives it to us. He is the most worthy of being treated gentlely in this world.

Song Xiwei didn't know what to say, so she nodded to him: "Work hard, there are less than two days left."

That night, the Sixers were at the latest to rest.

At 2:30 in the morning, everyone was collapsed and collapsed on the floor.

Wu Chenghuan wiped his sweat and said happily: "It's great, Xiao Kui, she has made great progress and she has basically no problem with her movements."

The boy who was called "Xiao Kui" by him smiled embarrassedly and said, "Teacher Lu teaches well, thank you all for your hard work."

"It's finally over. I just want to go back and take a shower and go to bed. My eyes can't open." Qiao Songnian looked up at the ceiling and gasped.

Wu Chenghuan pushed him a few times, "You're fine all night when you're eating chicken, but you're so hungry when you dance?"

A group of boys got up chatteringly, Lu Xi stood up and said, "You guys go back first, I'll wait a moment."

Qiao Songnian pulled his clothes and acted coquettishly: "Brother Lu, stop practicing, it's too late, go back with us."

Wu Chenghuan endured the disgust and pushed him away, saying, "Yes, why are you practicing if you've done this?"

Lu Xi waved his hand and said, "I am used to going to bed late. You can go back and take a shower first. Don't compete with me for the bathroom at that time."

Everyone called him for a long time but failed, so they had to go back first.

The practice room returned to quiet without a single voice.

He was the only one here. Lu Xi looked at himself in the mirror and slowly closed his eyes.

After an accident before, his shadow on the stage increased instead of reducing, as if all the previous treatments were in vain.

This can’t continue. Even if you dance well off the stage and the audience can’t see it, it’s useless.

He breathed slowly, imagining that this was a stage, not a practice room.

Bang, the simulated lights are turned on.

The dazzling light surrounded him, and in front of him was a red sea that belonged to him.

As the rustling sound came from the speaker, the feeling became more and more real.

Cold sweat gradually emerged from his palms, and his once injured leg muscles tightened and his breathing became more and more rapid.

...It's still impossible.

Just as he was trying to overcome this feeling, a low voice rang behind him.

"It's so late again, I'm afraid of life?"

Lu Xi frowned and opened his eyes, turned around and saw He Junchao, who was leaning casually against the door.

He was interrupted by the other party and was in a very unhappy mood. Moreover, he suffered his losses last night.

Just as Lu Xi was about to speak to drive people away, He Junchao looked down at his watch and said, "Three o'clock, do you remember the first time we met? It was also three o'clock in the morning."

Lu Xi was stunned. The first time they met was indeed at three o'clock, in the aisle outside Tianhua Practice Room.

At that time, he advised He Junchao not to practice too hard, and now the situation has completely reversed.

He Junchao looked at him with an expression that he had never felt serious before: "You have been going to bed late every day recently, are you worried about the stage?"

This question seems light, but in fact it is like a sharp blade to Luci.

To outsiders, he is a natural dancer, and the description of "worrying about the stage" seems to be completely incompatible with him.

If someone asks this question, it is either malicious or gossip.

Lu Xi looked at him for a while, but finally pursed his lips and nodded slowly.

He Junchao walked towards him and said, "I'll take you to a place."

Before Lu Xi could react, he grabbed his wrist and walked out the door.

He Junchao's slender knuckles were pressed against his wrist bones, and two skins that had never been touched before were like rose buds that were about to bloom in summer nights.

Carefully and shyly, he poked his head out and gently kissed the midsummer night wind.
Chapter completed!