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Chapter 8

He Junchao looked at him without any hesitation, Lu Xi's expression was a little complicated.

Everyone next to him thought he was guiding Lu Xi, and Teacher VJ could see this scene from his perspective, which scared him to tremble his hands.

"Eat more, you're too thin." After He Junchao said this in Lu Xi's ear, he took his hand down.

Lu Xi didn't know if his last sentence was also a mockery. Before he could say anything, He Junchao pointed to the side and said, "You go there, I'll demonstrate it in full."

He returned to his usual appearance. Lu Xi glanced at him and walked to Qiao Songnian.

He Junchao raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the audio teacher started playing music.

When he started dancing, the trainees present really knew what a set of dance could be split into two styles.

When I danced Lu Xi, I had a strong sense of rhythm. When I was doing waves, I even felt a little enchanting.

In the music in the first half of the music, He Junchao's movements are very casual, giving people a feeling of leisure and laziness.

His limbs seemed relaxed, but the clamping part was full of force. He occasionally gave the audience a look that was pulling the sky, and he squeezed everyone's little hearts in minutes.

Qi Nan sighed softly: "I am worthy of being a 'heart sniper', which girl can withstand it."

Lu Xi raised his eyebrows at him in confusion, and he whispered: "This is given by He pd's fans..."

Before he could finish his words, He Junchao made a move to lift the hem of his clothes. As the shirt was pulled up, eight well-proportioned abdominal muscles were exposed. The vest line was hidden under the belt, and the whole picture was erotic and exciting.

"Ahhhhh--" the trainees yelled.

"I'm going to bend!" A boy covered his eyes and made everyone laugh.

Amid the screams of the crowd, He Junchao let go of his hand and put down his clothes slowly. At the same time, his eyes were also in line with this movement and made a seductive look.

Although he was facing everyone, Lu Xi had the illusion that he was caught by his eyes.

At the end of the song, the trainees yelled and applauded.

"He pd, I am your number one fan!" said the boy who covered his eyes just now.

He Junchao panted and said, "Don't flatter, practice quickly. If Teacher Song hadn't had anything to do, I would have had some rest today."

The boy said, "Thank you for your hard work, I will bow to you on behalf of the producers."

He bent over mischievously, and shook the dreadlocks on his head twice, and everyone laughed.

He Junchao sneered and shook his head, and said to Lu Xi: "You can basically jump, take them."

After saying that, he walked to the corner to pick up a bottle of water to drink.

Everyone dispersed and chatted in a low voice from time to time.

Qiao Songnian said enviously: "Brother, PDF is so nice to you. He is giving advice and praising you."

Lu Xi said: "When did he praise me?"

"Is it just to ask you to lead everyone, but I'm just giving you the highest affirmation." Qiao Songnian whispered, "Look at those who peek at you, maybe I'm so jealous."

Lu Xi raised his head and saw a few people gathered to look at him. When he saw him looking over, he immediately went to practice.

He glanced at the corner inadvertently, but he happened to meet He Junchao's exploration of the sight.

He found himself peeking at him, and He Junchao was not panicked at all. He slowly looked away and chatted with the VJ teacher next to him.

In the next half hour, as long as Lu Xi accidentally saw He Junchao, he would always meet his eyes.

He Junchao didn't look at him deliberately, but just glanced at him for a while, and drank a bottle of water. Finally, he licked his lips with unfulfilled feelings.

Lu Xi felt a little cold all over her body.

After a while, He Junchao's agent, Damon, came, waved at the door, and called him away.

As soon as the tutor left, the trainees became unscrupulous in their speech.

Dreadlocks imitated He Junchao in an exaggerated manner and made the move to lift his clothes, "How do I remember, it turned out that there was no such move?" he said in confusion.

The person next to him smiled and pushed him, "This is a pd improvisation. Come on, do you, do you have eight pack abdominal muscles? You dare to flirt."

The dreadlocks said, "I'm just seven pieces less than him. Is there anything wrong?"

Qiao Songnian touched his four abdominal muscles and said complacently: "Then we are about the same as him."

Everyone around looked at them curiously. After practicing together for an afternoon, they finally became familiar with each other.

The guy with dreadlocks was named Wu Chenghuan, who was a personal trainee rapper. He almost got an A on the stage of his previous first review. His rap skills were very good, so he was quickly hooked away by Qiao Songnian.

When everyone finished training, Damon directed a small assistant and came in with a box of water.

"This is the water that PDF bought for everyone." Daimon said while distributing the water.

"Thank you pd!" everyone said.

He Junchao is indeed good at being a human being. Except for the trainees, everyone present is assigned to the staff.

When Damon handed the water to Lu Xi, somehow Lu Xi felt that he seemed to have glanced at him.

"Thank you." Lu Xi said.

Damon didn't say anything, and went to the next one.

Lu Xi lowered his head and saw the trademark of this bottle of water, and suddenly became stunned.

This is a brand he often drinks.

A long time ago, he was actually a very picky person, and he had many small habits.

Two years ago, when they were filming a group variety show together, they were in the same mountain. At that time, the agent forgot to buy him this kind of water, but he refused to drink ordinary mineral water, so he didn't drink water for almost ten hours.

Later, the agent had no choice but to airlift a few boxes of water. Because of this, Qin Haoyu, the same team, said that he did it.

At that time, Lu Xi had a little trick. Although everyone in the same company thought he was easy to get along with, he was indeed very tricky in some personal habits.

Only drink one brand of bottled water. You can’t have any tendons when eating red meat. You don’t eat fish, shrimp, onions, ginger, garlic, and birds, and sweets. You don’t drink alcoholic beverages.

In short, the agents at that time thought he was the hardest to serve in the group.

Later, Lu Xi experienced an inhuman life. Only then did he realize that all obsessive-compulsive disorder was just too comfortable.

During that period, he changed all his bad habits, because those who could not even afford instant noodles were already a luxury to survive.

He hadn't drunk this brand of water for a long time, and when he held it in the palm of his hand again, he felt unreal.

He Junchao knew he was used to it, but it shouldn't be possible that he bought it for him.

Either he was also infected with his previous bad habits, or... he was too busy to burn.

Lu Xi was almost amused by the second thought. He raised his neck and drank a sip of water. The familiar and unfamiliar taste spread in his mouth, just like the past time.

He Junchao talked to the director in the lounge, and explained some publicity matters there.

He put his legs on the chair and said, "I understand, Director Wan, I have a phone call in, so I will hang up first."

Before the director could say the next sentence, he directly answered the phone call with the notes "Home".

A slight female voice came from inside: "Mr. He, are you back tonight? The lady was angry in the living room and said that you...forget your true feelings when you see the beauty."

He Junchao pinched his eyebrows impatiently and said, "Did she get sick?"

"No, I look quite normal in my spirits, but I'm a little irritable." said there.

He Junchao said: "Don't call me if you don't get sick. Tell her that I'll go back and send her Lu Xi's signature."

"Okay, Mr. He, Miss will be very happy."

After he finished calling, Damon pushed the door and came in, his chubby face was so chubby.

"How is it, I gave it to him?" He Junchao put down his cell phone and asked.

Daimon said speechlessly: "Give it, Junchao, don't be blinded. What kind of person is Lu Xi and you still need your care?"

He Junchao put his arms behind his head, leaned against the chair and looked at the ceiling, ignoring his words, "Have you found the matter that you asked me to check for me to have a result?"

"Get up and look at this," Damon also got angry and said, "If you think he has no scheming at all, you think I am a fool and deserve to say that you scolded me."

He has been with He Junchao for two years. In addition to working, the two have a deep relationship in private, so they have no fear of speaking.

He forced the lazy He Junchao to pull up the phone and stuffed him the phone.

On the screen, it is a hot topic: #Lu Xi, like#.

"What is this?" He Junchao clicked in confusion.

Damon said with a heartache: "He is using you! His phone has been collected, and he still secretly asked someone to post to do this. It seems that Lu Zhanyang's idea is. Haven't you suffered enough losses yet?"

He Junchao put down his phone and blinked: "He knows I'm following him?"

Damon: "..." He said in his heart, fuck, this man is helpless.
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