Li Zhien was sweating and dancing in the practice room, she had never learned to dance, her foundation was very poor, her talent was not too good, there was no way, only hard practice.

After jumping again, Li Zhien lay on the ground in the practice room, panting heavily, "I'm so tired." A few hairs stuck to his face because of sweat, and he looked at the ceiling and swallowed. Then I continued to get up and started practicing.

At noon, Li Zhien and a few trainee friends came to the cafeteria together, holding a plate, Li Zhien looked at the richer meals, his eyes smiled, as if he was not tired at all during the morning training.

The food here is very good, the price is very cheap, every time Li Zhien will eat full, I feel like I don't suffer a loss.

There was a vocal class in the afternoon, and Li Zhien's favorite class was not only to learn music, but more importantly, the male teacher who taught vocal music was very handsome.

“＼（＠￣∇￣＠）／”

If Myeong-yan knew what Lee Ji-eun was thinking now, I think he would have fainted in the toilet crying......

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At the end of the day's classes, Li Zhien returned to the dormitory and began to clean up, there were four people living in the dormitory, and the other three were all two months earlier than Li Zhien.

Li Zhien packed her clothes, brought two clothes to change, put on her guitar, walked out of the dormitory, and prepared to go home, because the school is relatively close to the company, so she usually chooses to live in the dormitory.

When I got home, I opened the rusty mailbox and took a look, there was a letter, which was relatively thick, Li Zhien happily took out the letter, and then pushed the door and walked in.

At the dinner table, Grandma Li Zhien looked at her and asked warmly: "Zhien, are you tired from practicing?" ”

Li Zhien was still like that, and said with a smile: "I'm not tired, the food in the canteen is also very good, and it's very cheap." ”

"That's fine. As he spoke, he took the dish and put it in Li Zhien's bowl.

Lee Jong-hoon looked at Lee Ji-eun, did not speak, and continued to pick up the rice in the bowl.

After eating, Lee Ji-eun returned to his room, and Lee Jong-hoon looked at her back and followed in.

Lee Ji-eun turned his head to look at Lee Jong-hoon and said suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"That...... Are you sure you're not tired from practicing?" Lee Jong-hoon said after a moment's hesitation.

Li Zhien was stunned for a moment, and then with a smile on his face: "I'm really not tired." ”

"You think I'm as easy to deceive as my grandmother? Look at your face, it used to be the size of a basin, but now it's the size of a plate. Lee Jong-hoon stared at her and said.

Lee Ji-eun gave Lee Jong-hoon a backhand: "Ah, you want to die." ”

Lee Jong-hoon covered her head and looked at her sister without speaking.

Li Zhien saw him like that, and said helplessly: "Actually, it's quite tiring, I haven't learned dance myself, and if I want to catch up with others, I can only practice hard." ”

"I don't understand why you want to be a singer. Lee Jong-hoon looked at her and asked.

"What's the reason, I just like to sing, just like music, it's always pure, without any impurities, and I always want to be a pure person, maybe that's why I like music." Lee Ji-eun looked at Lee Jong-hoon and said little by little.

Lee Jong-hoon didn't say anything in the end, turned around and went out, the bedroom door was closed, Lee Ji-eun was silent for a long time, the passage just now was said by Mr. Lime in a reply to Lee Ji-eun, Lee Ji-eun felt very reasonable, so he wrote it down, I didn't expect it to be useful so soon.

"Sample, now they will care about my sister. With that, he sat down at the table, opened the letter, and read it.

"Miss Mint

Congratulations on passing the interview, I'm very happy, really happy, I remember the last time I was so happy, it seems to be when I received the admission letter after the college entrance examination, I remember at that time, I was jumping and jumping in the room alone, almost jumping through the floor...... I just want to tell you one thing after all this, I am even happier this time than when I got my acceptance letter. ”

"Congratulations to you, you have fulfilled another wish of your own, and finally got your wish to eat meat......"

"I've written a new guitar song, and I know you've been practicing lately, but practice makes perfect, and you take the time to practice every day. ”

"In the end, you have taken the first step towards your dream, and I, who is a teacher, should give you a gift, but I am really embarrassed, because it was late at night when I saw the letter, so I was not prepared, I am really embarrassed. ”

"Good night, mint!"

After reading the letter, Li Zhien smiled and said to himself: "Really, thank you, teacher, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have passed, and I wouldn't have needed a gift or anything, besides, you have already given me the best gift." He looked at the guitar on the wall.

Lee Ji-eun took out the stave, looked at it, couldn't help it, took out the guitar and played it according to the notes, the sound of the guitar slowly came out of the room, and Lee Jong-hoon, who was sitting on the sofa, heard it and smiled on his face.

After playing the song, Li Zhien stopped, put down the guitar, and was about to write a reply, but she saw the chocolate in the envelope again.

took out the chocolate and put it on the table, looking at the plate of chocolate, Li Zhien smiled like a flower, "Enough." "Unwrap it, break open the chocolate, and put it in your mouth.

Li Zhien remembered that when she wrote a letter a few times ago, she had asked Lime why she was so good to herself and if she had any intentions.

But when she saw the reply, she decided never to ask such a question again.

After the chocolate in his mouth melted, Li Zhien took out the paper and began to write a reply.

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God knows what's going on, on such a hot day, the Sunset Red Choir in the city actually has a competition, which can make Ming Yan tired, and he went to the usual training place of the Sunset Red Choir early in the morning to help them rehearse.

The weather is very hot, and there is only one large ceiling fan in the choir, which rotates on the top, but it has basically no effect, but the noise it emits is particularly affecting people's emotions.

In the afternoon, Ming Yan finally walked out of the rehearsal room, his whole body was already soaked, and he only had one thought now, which was to go home and blow the air conditioner and drink the fat house water, but life did not allow it.

Back in the office, Ming Yan felt alive again, and the cold wind in the office was very strong.

Yu Shujun saw Ming Yan slumped in his seat, stepped forward and asked, "How is it, are aunts and uncles easy to get along with?"

Ming Yan looked at Yu Shujun: "Don't mention it, during the morning rehearsal, the two old men almost fought." ”

"That's all right, when I used to help their choir, there was an aunt in it, who was over eighty years old, and she was in a wheelchair and insisted on singing, I didn't dare to speak loudly that day, for fear that one would accidentally tell her to leave......"