Qiu Jianlun was silent for a while when he met Wen Zewen's eyes, and finally turned his head away, "I won't disturb you."

Wen Zewen nodded at him, picked up Rong Yuheng and walked out.

As soon as I walked to the door, I suddenly heard Qiu Jianlun's meaningful voice floating lightly from behind, "Young Master Rong has quite a few brothers on the way."

Rong Yuheng, “…”

Qiu Jianlun, the old dog, bit him before leaving!

Wen Zewen's steps stopped slightly, but he didn't stop, so he took Rong Yuheng out of the door.

After the two of them were standing side by side in the corridor, Wen Zefeng then glanced at the former with a deep look, "Are you brothers on the road?"

Rong Yuheng lowered his head shyly, pretending to be stupid and stuttering his hands.

Wen Zewen could see that this person is an ostrich attribute. When he encounters a problem he doesn't want to face, he will stick his head in the sand and stick his head in the sand, but he doesn't know how high his butt is outside.

It's just a need to clean up.

Rong Yuheng didn't speak, and Wen Zewen stopped asking questions. Instead, the former could not resist the silence and opened his little mouth that was about to move.

"Teacher Wen, why are you here?"

Wen Zewen said, "Just arrived, I met Zhou Shubai. He asked me to come to the lounge to take a look."

Rong Yuheng nodded.

It seems that Zhou Shubai only realized that he had been deceived after being taken out. Fortunately, he was not too stupid and knew to ask for help from the outside world to support his weak egg peeling machine.

"Thank you, Teacher Wen."

Wen Zewen said "Yes", "There is still class in the afternoon, you can go back to the dormitory to rest."

"I'll go to the program team to get some medicine first, and I just hit my shoulder." The main reason was that I ran away Qiu Jianlun and used too much force, probably because I was blue.

Rong Yuheng said this sentence lightly, but Wen Zefeng was stunned for a moment, turned to look at his shoulder, "Where is it hurt?"

Rong Yuheng then nodded his shoulder, "It hurts so much here." He said, looking at the former, and slightly raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled, "Would you like to help me with some medicine?"

boom--!

Wen Zewen's mind was stunned for a moment.

His heart suddenly pounded wildly, and his throat rolled and his eyes turned away, and he could hardly control the ups and downs of his chest.

Trying to calm down, he was about to say "all is OK" when he heard Rong Yuheng's cheerful and lively laughter like a bunch of hamsters eating food slip from his mouth, "Kokokoko... I'm kidding!"

Wen Zewen, “…”

Grass.

Rong Yuheng went to the program team to get the medicine, wiped it himself and returned to the dormitory. The whole process was smooth and smooth, and even a little bit of space was left for Wen Zewen.

As soon as I returned to the dormitory, my roommates rushed over and said, "Are you okay? What's the matter!"

...For a moment, Rong Yuheng thought he was a reporter who had returned from the battlefield.

Zhou Shubai's eyes were particularly guilty, and he was rarely stubborn. "I'm sorry, it's all bad for me. Is there anything you have to do?"

Rong Yuheng rubbed his head, "You have nothing wrong with you, I have nothing to do."

"Then my brother--"

"He asks me to take good care of you."

Zhou Shubai obviously didn't believe it, but Rong Yuheng felt like he had locked his mouth and didn't want to say anything, so he had to give up.

"Then I'll treat you to Georgian cuisine..."

Rong Yuheng choked on his chest and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, thank you, thank you..."

Most of the lunch break has passed, and a few of them have to go out to class after a short rest.

Rong Yuheng happened to learn dance in the afternoon. Since Wen Zewen came today, it means that he was the one who gave Ke Ting's class.

As soon as I walked into the classroom, I saw Wen Zewen.

Not far away, Rong Yuheng greeted him enthusiastically, "Hello, Teacher Wen!"

Wen Zewen glanced at him expressionlessly.

Rong Yuheng did not notice the former's little emotion, and just thought he was used to being cold, so he turned around and played with the students after saying hello.

Wen Zewen, who originally wanted Rong Yuheng to bloom flowers to coax him, "..."

As soon as Huang Jianing stepped into the classroom, he saw Wen Zewen's face cold and steeped like a layer of ice. He paused under his feet. Then he followed the latter's gaze and locked in Rong Yuheng, who was as happy as a little idiot in the crowd in almost a second.

"..." Okay, the source of all evil has been found.

Huang Jianing was a little afraid of Wen Zewen, so he hurriedly ran over and pulled Rong Yuheng out of the crowd, pulled him aside and asked quietly, "Did you offend Teacher Wen?"

Rong Yuheng was stunned by the question, "No." Wen Zewen came to salvage him kindly at noon.

Huang Jianing, “Oh, that may be because I’m overthinking.”

Rong Yuheng deeply agreed, "Yeah, you just thought too much!"

“…”

The students chatted for a while, and the class started when the time came.

Although Wen Zewen is a big shot in the film and television industry, he has won several dance awards since his childhood star. Later, he has not put down his dance in the entertainment industry. In terms of professionalism, he is not inferior to Ke Ting.

As usual, he taught some movements and techniques first, and then picked a few students to show off. Then he asked the students to practice independently, and he was responsible for correcting and guiding.

Huang Jianing helped Rong Yuheng practice together. He knew that the latter's foundation was worse, but for some reason it seemed particularly difficult today.

"Yu Heng, what's wrong with you? The movements on your hands were not in place at all."

Rong Yuheng didn't want to tell the story of his injury, so he just shook his head, "I haven't had a good rest, and I'm in a bad state."

Huang Jianing held his shoulder seriously, "How can that be? The second round will be right away, cheer up!" He said as he opened a distance, shook his hand and demonstrated himself, "Did you see it? You have to use force on your arms, otherwise it will be soft and not good-looking."

Rong Yuheng was in tears. Huang Jianing taught so seriously, and he was embarrassed to refuse again!

Just as he was about to raise his hand slowly, Wen Zewen called out,

"Huang Jianing, come here and have a jump and I'll take a look."

"Oh!" Huang Jianing turned his head and responded, and then told Rong Yuheng, "I'll go there first, you can practice hard by yourself!"

Rong Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief when he was running away from his back, and looked at Wen Zewen again, as if he had a look at him.

Regardless of whether the former was intentional or not, Rong Yuheng bloomed a flower to Wen Zewen through the noisy crowd to show his gratitude.

Wen Zewen, who had been separated by a distance, almost couldn't hold back his expression—

If you plant flowers and flowers, you will not bloom, and if you plant willows and willows, you will become shade!

...

Due to a shoulder injury, Rong Yuheng was basically paddling in the next time. He or she danced a few small-scale house dances with admiration. It seemed like a barrier was drawn around him, and all poisons were not invaded.

The students next to them couldn't help but jumped halfway, and stopped one after another to admire Rong Yuheng's home dance.

"Hahahaha, what's this? It's quite cute?"

Rong Yuheng has long limbs and distinct bones. Even when dancing at home, his movements are clean and neat, not feminine, and he has a youthful refreshing feeling inside.

He danced and said, "Jacky Dance, come together!"

Everyone, "No, no, no, no..."

Rong Yuheng felt deeply regretful, "You don't dance with me, then forget it, I'll pull Brother Yi next time, he's willing to dance with me in everything."

Everyone imagined the scene of Zou Yi dancing with such a strong figure, and couldn't help laughing like a steam unit.

"Puffufufufufufu...!"

The excitement here finally attracted Wen Zewen's attention. He happened to be a little itchy in his heart. He took the opportunity to come over when he saw the movement, "What are you doing?"

Seeing this, the students gave up a gap for Wen Zewen. Rong Yuheng twisted halfway and saw Wen Zewen, but he didn't stop. Instead, he asked him with a gaze, "Teacher Wen, do you know what this is?"

Wen Zewen said, "I heard it, the home dance."

Rong Yuheng, "What do you think?"

Wen Zewen, "What's the matter?"

Rong Yuheng asked, "Is it cute?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the students around him were suddenly excited and burst into laughter. Everyone took advantage of the crowds and plucked up their courage to ask Wen Zewen.

"Teacher Wen, do you think it's cute?"

"Teacher Wen, isn't Xiaorong cute?"

Huang Jianing also mingled in as a happy repeater, and he really admired Rong Yuheng.

He felt that Rong Yuheng dared to make trouble with Wen Zewen like this, and he pulled fur on the tiger's head all day long, but the tiger looked very comfortable with being pulled.

Wen Zewen was a little helpless in the sound of coaxing. Since Rong Yuheng hit the cute and funny points, he seemed to relax his bottom line for the former.

Cute is really cute.
To be continued...