Qi Moyue, who had a white bath towel around his sturdy little waist, leaned sideways at the door and stretched out his bony and slender fingers to hook her: "Come here." ”

There really is nothing in the dream.

Song Ziyan looked at himself and walked straight towards Qi Moyue.

It's still the kind with a shy red on his face, and he takes small steps.

Song Ziyan knew that he was dreaming, so he struggled slightly.

Do you want to wake yourself up or not?

Think about it.

Or decided to obediently continue dreaming.

First, after waking up, what if you can't sleep again?

This second point, hey, hey, hey.

Isn't the beauty of a white prostitute fragrant?

Why do you have to get along with yourself?

She promised to only look at the billions of dots in her dreams, and she would never move her hands and feet.

Then, the dream went out of control.

Song Ziyan watched himself kiss and hug Qi Moyue, and his hand touched his body carelessly.

Then the index finger reached between the bath towel and his sturdy waist, hooking him to the place where Yueyue said everyone.

And Qi Moyue did not refuse or welcome, and followed Song Ziyan with a charming expression......

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"Sister, it's time to get up!"

When Song Ziyan was dreaming, he was woken up by Luo Yuepao.

Looking at Luo Yue's big eyes, her eyes were still rolling smartly, as if she was asked something.

Song Ziyan felt weak in his heart, thinking of the dream he had last night, his face turned red when he brushed it, as if he had two burning clouds on his face.

"You, what are you looking at me for?"

Song Ziyan pushed Luo Yue: "Get up, get up, I'm going to get up!" ”

"No, sister, why are you nervous?"

Luo Yue smiled evilly and crawled beside Song Ziyan's bed: "Sister, are you dreaming?" ”

Song Ziyan glanced at Luo Yue and chose to ignore her.

In this case, after communicating with Luo Yue, she is generally the one who falls into the pit, and she still thinks that she is very smart, but she is really not as good as Xiao Yueyue in love and love these ethereal and ubiquitous things.

"Sister, did you dream of your Momo?"

Luo Yue followed Song Ziyan into the bathroom, leaned on the door frame, and talked to Song Ziyan frantically, just wanting to find a ripe melon in this vast melon field!

"Sister, did you dream of dating Mr. Qi?"

Song Ziyan remained silent and continued to wash.

"Sister, did you dream of kissing Mr. Qi?"

Song Ziyan continued to remain silent and ignored Luo Yue.

Song Ziyan firmly believed that in this case, as long as she was silent, Luo Yue would be speechless.

Luo Yue didn't care about Song Ziyan and ignored her, and continued to make bold guesses to herself: "Sister, did you dream that you were fighting in bed?" ”

Song Ziyan, who was brushing his teeth, was stunned by the movement of his hand, randomly put down the toothbrush and rinsed his mouth with water, turned around and pushed Luo Yue out.

"You go away, you! I want to have it every day! Roll on! ”

Although Luo Yue was pushed out by Song Ziyan, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise: "Sister, you are annoyed and angry!" ”

"I just wanted to wash up! You're so noisy! ”

Song Ziyan pushed Luo Yue out: "You can't talk to me until I agree today!" ”

Luo Yue said pretentiously: "Hmph, sure enough, love will disappear!" ”

Song Ziyan gently pushed the door that Luo Yue was resisting, poked his head out and complained: "I think you have been with the surname Pei for a long time, and you dare to fight with me!" ”

"Also, my love for you hasn't disappeared, it's just ......"

Before Song Ziyan finished speaking, Luo Yue hurriedly replied: "Double the transfer to Mr. Qi!" ”

Song Ziyan bared his teeth and said fiercely: "You dead child, what's the matter, do you want to fight with me?" ”

"I won't fight with you, you can fight with your Momo!"

"Also, sister, that's not how a pretty face is used!"

Luo Yue stuck out her tongue and ran away.

Song Ziyan held his forehead, resisted his desire to win, and gave up and continued to compete with Luo Yue.

Life is still the same as usual, get up, practice, eat, practice, eat, practice again, sleep, get up in an infinite loop.

A month later.

Zhang Yaxi couldn't stand it a little.

In addition to physical training, two songs and two dances practiced every day from morning to night, and this practice was almost two months.

After class one night, Zhang Yaxi did not participate in the later exercises, and ran to the corner to sit alone, pinched a bottle of water in his hand, and buried his head in his knees silently.

When Song Ziyan was watching his movements through the mirror, he saw Zhang Yaxi in the corner, so he moved over silently and sat down next to her.

Zhang Yaxi seemed to feel that someone was next to her, and the anxiety and grievances in her heart suddenly came to her heart, and she couldn't help but sobbed softly.

Song Ziyan stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Yaxi's back gently.

Luo Yue and Jiang still heard the sound and walked over, and the four of them formed a small circle.

Except for Luo Yue, Zhang Yaxi is the youngest, Luo Yue belongs to the kind that doesn't cry often and can't hold back when she cries, while Zhang Yaxi belongs to the type who cries from time to time, and it's okay to cry for a while.

"What's wrong with Yaya?"

Jiang still touched Zhang Yaxi's head: "What's wrong with our little crying bag?" ”

"I didn't, I didn't, I ......"

Zhang Yaxi, who was crying a lot, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears that were still shining on his face: "I just feel so tormented!" ”

Song Ziyan hugged Zhang Yaxi and comforted him softly: "It's good to get through it, are we insisting on persevering?" ”

"Sister, it's been four years, it's really hard!"

Zhang Yaxi seemed to have grown up in Song Ziyan's arms, hugging her and crying: "Day and night, without a clear goal, even if you have practiced the debut track now?" ”

Zhang Yaxi raised his head and took the tissue handed by Luo Yue, opened his nose fiercely, and continued to choke up: "The company has not announced until now, whether we can succeed in the end, and we have to practice day and night like this, my mother is not very satisfied with me now." ”

The emotional Zhang Yaxi spoke upside down, but Luo Yue and Jiang, who were listening next to him, still had wet eyes.

It's really hard to get through a day without light.

No one knows if they can really get through it.

If you come out of it, you will succeed, but if you can't get out, you will face more than just failure.

They have been trainees at YYBF since they were children, and they have formed a unique look under the practice system of YYBF.

Many of the trainees who came here at a young age did not receive normal cultural courses, and they didn't feel anything about staying at the base for interpersonal interactions, but once they were eliminated from the base, they were several laps behind others in the long-distance running race.

Most of them need to start over, whether it's learning or something else.

In the past, trainees were not allowed to use mobile phones, and everyone was isolated from the world, and after being eliminated and leaving the company, they felt like they were separated from the world.

Later, YYBF became the first company where trainees could use mobile phones, and even though there were many mobile phone terms of use, it was far better than it used to be.