The dance room is not far from the girls' dormitory, which makes it convenient for students to rehearse all night at night.

Walking on this road seems to be a glorious, but behind the spotlight is countless hard practices day and night.

In the Internet era, it seems easy to become popular, but without solid foundation, it is impossible to continue to become popular.

A bright white flag light was turned on in the dance studio, and the girl was wearing a black elastic dance uniform, jumping in front of the mirror.

Jazz dance requires a soft posture and strong muscles.

Nana tried her best in every move, her chest undulating and her cheeks were filled with unhealthy flush.

Soon, she lost her energy and fell to the ground.

Physical strength is her greatest weakness.

She has no healthy body. Even though she has improved much better through exercise and medicine in recent years, she is still far inferior to normal people.

Nana lay on her back, incandescent lamp shining above her head, and she heard the weak heart in her chest protesting wildly.

The little fist hit the ground hard—

"Damn it, why not!"

Why are you... so weak!

Nana held her knees and tears flowed down her cheeks in a daze.

She bit her lower lip tightly, preventing herself from crying.

Yes, it’s not that my mother is biased. She is not good at it. Even if she gives the opportunity to her, can she catch it?

She has no strength at all.

She is so weak, she still wants to be a person like Gu Changsheng.

Has he all... gone...

Nana kept crying and being sad, Gu Yuning's left eye kept crying in the wind, and her entire left chest was wet.

Gu Yuning has never been so embarrassed in his life.

In the dark corridor, there was a sudden movement, like the sound of a lighter igniting.

Nana quickly sat up and asked with caution: "Who is there?"

Because the corridor has no lights and only the classroom is bright, Nana can only see people standing in the corridor, but she can't see clearly what he looks like.

"You... are very noisy."

The voice is a very magnetic subwoofer.

Nana wiped her tears with her sleeves, sniffed her nose, and said, "This is a dance room. If you don't stand in the corridor, I won't make a noise."

"It's a quarrel."

He is stubborn and persistent.

Nana was a little speechless.

Gu Yuning reached out to dry the shirt on his left chest. He had just walked over and many girls looked back at him, thinking that he was so sad that he had broken up. He was crying in his sunglasses.

Nana pursed her lips and said in a muffled voice: "Then... I'm sorry."

Gu Yuning took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself. In the dark corridor, she could see the flashing spots of cigarette butts.

"School...do not allow smoking."

Nana reminds.

Gu Yuning never restrained himself and asked, "Dance, why are you crying?"

Nana stirred her sleeves and said softly, "I didn't dance well."

“It’s ugly.”

Gu Yuning also has too many actresses who can sing and dance. Anyone who can pick them out will dance better than this bean sprout.

Nana sniffed, covered her mouth with the back of her hands, and wiped her tears again.

Gu Yuning's left eye felt sore, this is the fuck...

Cry again!

"But not, there is no cure."

He immediately made up for it: "If you can't dance well, practice more, and it will always get better."

He is not good at comforting girls, but he is very good at teaching his artists...

"Your body is still soft and your movements are familiar, but you lack a little nature and your physical fitness cannot keep up."

The girl cried and said, "It won't be fine, I...I may not be suitable for this road."

Gu Yuning didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking at night, and he didn't sleep or entertain, so he actually ran to this place to guide such a poor female student with a frustrated self-confidence.

"Oh."

"You...why are you laughing at?"

Nana heard the sneering sound from him.

"Give up so easily."

He sneered: "I didn't like it much, either."

"No, what do you know!"

Of course Gu Yuning understood, and was forced to end the path of love for life... Of course he understood.

"Dance is not a problem, and only years of practice will be effective."

Nana stood up and asked, "Uncle, are you the building administrator?"

"I'm not an uncle."

He is only a few years older than her...

"Not uncle, you are... a male classmate who came here to smoke secretly?"

“…”

"No, don't cry you."

She pursed her mouth and said, "I cry... what does it have to do with you? Smoke your cigarette."

She cried, and this classmate was really in charge of it.

Gu Yuning felt a little clearer and said, "I am not an uncle or a classmate. I am a few years older than you, call me brother."

"elder brother."

"If you ask you to shout, are you brainless?"

Nana...

She couldn't get choked by him, just a little angry.

Gu Yuning extinguished the cigarette butts in his hand, looked at the bright moonlight outside the corridor, and said lightly: "I really like it is worth paying for more efforts. Loneliness, but it is definitely not tears."

Nana thought about this and seemed to be very chicken soup and very reasonable.

"Let's go, practice hard by yourself."

"Wait a moment!"

She chased out the door, and the man had left, as if he had never appeared.

It's a bit creepy.

"Are you a ghost? You're elusive."

"Are you the one who has been helping me?"

"Is my brother a god?"

Gu Yuning walked out of the building with great strides. The girl behind him was calling him both a god and a ghost. He got into the car, started the engine, and left.

Behind him, the little girl also chased after him, and he looked at the thin figure gradually disappearing into the night in the rearview mirror.

Thinking of her words "Is brother a god?", Gu Yuning's mouth slightly raised, and his mood was sweet.

It has been a long time... I haven't heard a girl calling him "Brother".

Even Gu Pingsheng, the incompetent person, called him "San'er" when he was a rule, and when he was a rule, he called him "San'er" when he was a rule.

The two words "Brother" are called out together, and the kind of sincerely being liked and welcomed is really... very good.

...

This year, the military training of freshmen at Communication University is different from other schools. The students were sent to the art troupe camp in the suburbs, where the instructors of the art troupe were trained.

The Art Troupe Camp is located in a vast forest area with beautiful environment at the foot of the North Mountain. It is surrounded by mountains and lakes, with red peach blossoms and green willows, and even the air is much fresher than in the city.

On the bus, you can see several buildings in the camp, as well as playgrounds and training grounds from afar. Many freshmen from other schools are also arranged to train here, but in different camps.
To be continued...