Yang Fankai and Mo Qinghua took their things and walked back, without saying anything all the way, just when they were going up the stairs, Mo Qinghua walked in front of Yang Fankai, and suddenly turned around and asked Yang Fankai: "You put ...... Tell me your secret, and it's definitely a big deal if it gets out...... Let's know time...... It's not long, you ...... Just believe me? ”

Mo Qinghua always likes to look at Yang Fankai's eyes unconsciously when talking to Yang Fankai, and Yang Fankai's eyes are always that kind of clear light, the kind of light that makes people feel very comfortable to see.

"Believe." ”

Yang Fankai did not hesitate.

Mo Qinghua was a little puzzled: "Why do you believe me?" ”

Yang Fankai: "That's it...... Feel, you deserve to be believed. ”

Mo Qinghua was stunned for a second, then nodded with a smile, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Yang Fankai continued to say behind him: "I haven't known you for a long time, although I, Yang Fankai, am an idol, but ...... There are not many real friends, you have to know that the emotions of friends and fans are not the same. With you, with you through this time, these things...... Alas, I just didn't treat you as an outsider. ”

Saying that, Yang Fankai laughed again, and Mo Qinghua also smiled.

After the two of them returned to their seats, they felt like they had changed from sitting there, and they didn't grab the delicious food on the plate as before, when they were sharing the cake, Mu Tong cut a piece of it for everyone, and when he saw it, only Mo Qinghua didn't get up to take it, so he poked Yang Fankai: "What's wrong with the one next to you?" Yang Fankai smiled: "It's okay, it should be infected by some small stories hahaha." Stretched out his hand to pick up the cake: "If you don't eat the flower bones, I'll clean it for you." ”

Mo Qinghua hurriedly grabbed it: "No! ”

Everyone laughed, and sure enough, the reaction to the Mo Qinghua that was eaten was the fastest!

The next day, Mo Qinghua came to the city youth camp on time.

Sure enough, as Mo Qinghua expected, she was really assigned to Team C in the first detachment. It was the worst class, although Mo Qinghua felt a little disappointed, but when she thought that this was in the city youth camp, she hoped more than disappointed.

On the day of the camp, all the campers gathered in the AS dance studio, and in front of it was Tang SIR who presided over today's camp opening activities. I SAW TANG SIRA WALK IN FRONT OF EVERYONE AND CLEAR HIS THROAT: "EVERYONE IS A ROOKIE IN THE NEXT GENERATION, A FUTURE ELITE IN THE DANCE WORLD!" Speaking of this, all the campers responded with warm applause. TANG SIR CONTINUED: "DON'T BE CONCEITED BY THE CAMPERS OF TEAM S, AND DON'T BE INFERIOR TO THE CAMPERS OF TEAM C, ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN IN OUR YOUTH CAMP!" Now, we have one of the most important tasks overall. SAW DON SIR STRETCH OUT A FINGER TO THE DOOR, AND AT THE SAME TIME, EVERYONE SAW THE SOUND OF LEATHER SHOES AT THE DOOR. Following the sound to the door, I saw a man appear in everyone's sight. He was about thirty years old, chubby, with a back hair combed and small leather shoes, and he made a clattering sound when he walked, and his beer belly was shown in a tight suit. It makes people look very funny, and they can't help but want to laugh.

Mo Qinghua stared at this person intently, he walked with some internal characters, and Mo Qinghua laughed a little in his heart, but he still had a serious expression on the surface. Mo Qinghua heard someone next to her muttering, "Doesn't you look like a spiritual guy with a plus-size?" I saw that the people in the circle next to me all poofed, but they still didn't laugh.

The man took the microphone, spoke softly, and coughed first: "Hello dancers of the city youth camp, I am Gao Lele, the agent of the VT group of Paradise Company, and then I will introduce to you the activity arrangements of this year's city youth camp and VT group performance." ”

As soon as the words fell, the campers were like a frying pan, and some female campers seemed to be a little 'unreserved', this news was a little unprepared for everyone, it turned out that the important thing Tang SIR said just now was this.

Mo Qinghua heard what Gao Lele's agent said and looked at this Gao Lele again, although it was a little funny to look at his wearer, but I have to say that the agent who can be a VT must not be an ordinary person.

Do you want to work with VT......

Mo Qinghua's mind suddenly reflected the faces of the seven of them. The gap between idols and ordinary people, Mo Qinghua is still deeply imprinted in my heart, it turns out that being with such a shining person will really show my insignificance. Mo Qinghua smiled helplessly, not helplessly, because Gao Lele was in front of her.

I heard Gao Lele's agent continue: "Of course, this opportunity is the priority of the capable, the opportunity is in front of you, it depends on whether you can hold it." From today onwards, you have to learn, over and over again, to train the repertoire only for VT dances, and you only have a week, remember, competition is cruel, and heaven leaves the strong. ”

Ms. Shang, who was next to her, added: "And this event requires all employees to keep it confidential, if it is leaked out in advance, not only will it be permanently removed from the municipal youth camp, but the losses caused will be borne by the individual." ”

Mo Qinghua returned to Class C and immediately threw herself into intense training.

"You are Class C, but you are Class C of the Municipal Youth Camp."

The teacher with Class C is the deputy choreographer of VT, a more mature woman surnamed Zou, who showed a strong 'disdain' for the students in Class C when she substituted for class. Mo Qinghua also saw it, and also felt that her classes were relatively watery. When the assistant choreographer danced the music demonstration, Mo Qinghua felt that this dance was so familiar, and after carefully recalling the movements she had just taught, she finally remembered it - this was the dance that she and Xiao Yueer trained in VT when they were preparing for the City Arts Festival.

Mo Qinghua smiled when she thought of this.

"Why don't you practice?" I saw Dancer Zou pointing at Mo Qinghua, with a cold and sharp look in his eyes

Mo Qinghua hurriedly jumped up, but he still didn't put down the hand that dancer Zou pointed at Mo Qinghua: "You, come here!" Mo Qinghua didn't know why she took a few steps forward as requested.

"Come on, don't you like to laugh, give us a dance!" She sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at Mo Qinghua coldly.

The students who were practicing dance in Class C next to them also stopped one after another and looked at Mo Qinghua's side.

"I ...... It's not yet ripe. ”

"Why don't you practice if you're not familiar?"

"I'm practicing!" Mo Qinghua now feels that it is unreasonable

The female dancer surnamed Zou glanced at her: "If you can dance, then dance again." ”

Mo Qinghua sighed, but smiled: "Teacher Zou, you asked me to practice two more times, and I will give you a jump before class." ”

"How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen."

I didn't expect Mo Qinghua to talk to her lustfully, but the ridicule between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows did not decrease in the slightest, and she stretched out a finger and pointed at the open space in front of her: "Sure enough, it's still a child, jump, now!" ”

Mo Qinghua didn't expect her to choke when she came up, and hit her with her eyes, the gentleness on her face just now was all gone, looking at her appearance, the smile disappeared in an instant, and she saw her eyes change, and she took two steps to stand in the open space.

"Come on!" "Come on, sister!" "Don't be nervous!" I heard the other students in class C next to me cheering for Mo Qinghua, which contained both encouragement for Mo Qinghua and little hope for this seventeen-year-old girl.

Music plays. Mo Qinghua's mind immediately came up with the appearance of watching Yang Fankai dance that day.

Suddenly, I don't know why, Mo Qinghua was a little distracted, and a sentence flashed in Mo Qinghua's brain, but Mo Qinghua closed her eyes and focused her attention on dancing. I remembered Yang Fankai's dancing expression and Xiao Yue'er's emphasis on their place......

The moment Mo Qinghua raised her head, her eyes slowly transitioned to herself in the mirror. The clean wave, try to overcome the problem of snatching the shot, and Mo Qinghua uses all her memories to recall the unfamiliar dance moves.

Mo Qinghua stared at herself in the mirror, just like staring at Yang Fankai dancing that day, it was not the first time she danced in a men's group, and she preferred a neutral style of choreography in her usual dances, so Mo Qinghua showed a unique handsomeness. She was a little stuck in some places, but she just didn't want to be embarrassed in front of the choreographer surnamed Zou.

Syllable.

Ending, Mo Qinghua immediately thought of Yang Fankai's appearance when he finished his action in the C position, and slowly raised his head, feeling that Yang Fankai at that time was integrated into his body, although the action was a little green, but his sharp eyes seemed to be shining.

Everyone next to me came through selection, and when they saw Mo Qinghua's dance moves, they knew that they were newly learned, and they felt a little rusty...... However, judging from Mo Qinghua's eyes and feelings, it doesn't look like a new dance.

The choreographer surnamed Zou did not speak immediately to comment, and woke up for a long time before speaking.

"What's your name?"

"Mo Qinghua."

"Are you Class C?"

"I am."

I saw that the choreographer surnamed Zou paused for two seconds and said to Mo Qinghua: "Go back and practice hard." ”

"I see, thanks." Although Mo Qinghua didn't like this choreographer in his heart, he still showed respect and stayed for a bow.

Mo Qinghua was a little distracted, and now when she wanted to think of Yang Fankai, she thought of the story that Yang Fankai told her when she was a child yesterday, which caused Mo Qinghua to be distracted for a long time.

Including dancing just now.

Mo Qinghua shook her head and ran to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water. Looking at herself in the mirror, she suddenly felt a little confused in her heart, not knowing what she wanted in the future, but what she knew was that she wanted the opportunity to perform on the same stage with VT this time.

Mo Qinghua's heart seemed to have a voice telling her to move forward, and Mo Qinghua also calmed down and thought about what this voice was, where it came from, and what she wanted to do.

What is it?

"You deserve to be believed."