221? Scrapped his fingers

"Classmate Leng, I'm sorry for you."

"Senior Leng, my treble area is not very stable, you should pay more attention to it."

……

Everyone smiled and thanked him, feeling the trusting gaze of everyone, and pursed their thin lips coldly.

"You don't have to be so polite, and ...... Just call me by name. ”

Jun Qing stood next to him, hearing his words, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Leng Mo classmate, doesn't it seem that he is so indifferent!

Then, rehearsals began.

After Jun Qing's careful choreography, all the programs of everyone have been reasonably connected in one place, and the connecting part in the middle has also been adapted.

Sitting in silence in the audience, he listened carefully and recorded the mistakes and shortcomings of everyone.

At the same time, I was also watching how other people handled the treble and how they handled the tail...... From time to time, he showed a thoughtful attitude.

When Jun Qing was waiting on the side of the stage, he was still quietly observing him.

took the cold and honest look in his eyes, and his eyes were dyed with a little approval.

Jun Qing deliberately gave him this job, not only for him to record, but also for him to learn.

After a complete rehearsal, everyone gathered around Leng Mo, he pointed out the problems just now to everyone one by one, and when it was Jun Qing's turn, Leng Mo shook his head lightly: "You have no problem." ”

"What about you?" Jun chuckled and asked, "Is there a problem?" ”

"I ......," Leng Mo looked at the crowd, "I'm not as good as you guys sing." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, the president will teach you."

"Yes, a week ago, we weren't as good as we are now, as long as you practice hard, you can definitely do it."

……

The crowd comforted him.

"Starting next Monday, every afternoon, I will open a small stove for you, as long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to catch up with everyone's progress." Jun Qing raised his left hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, "I made an appointment for dinner in the evening, and today's rehearsal will be here first." ”

"President, can we practice again?"

"Yes, you go and get busy with yours, we'll practice by ourselves."

"Then ......" Leng Mo also took the initiative to speak, "I will also stay and help everyone practice." ”

"Okay, then you can rest for a while and continue, and call me at any time if you have any questions."

Bidding farewell to everyone, Jun Qing returned to the dormitory to take a simple shower, changed into clothes to go out, and drove to the Shengtang Hall.

Today, Mu Jinbai came back from participating in a film exhibition abroad and specially called her to have dinner with Dilin.

In order to avoid causing trouble to Jun Qing, he made an appointment for dinner at the Shengtang Guild Hall, which is a private guild hall and has more privacy than ordinary restaurants.

Because it was a weekend, there were not many parking spaces in the underground parking lot, and Junqing finally found a parking space in the corner.

Parking the car, she stepped out of the door with her bag and headed for the elevator.

As soon as they walked near the elevator, several young people staggered out of the elevator.

Seeing Jun Qing, one of them whistled exaggeratedly.

"Little sister, do you want to go play together?"

Several people were all drunk, and Jun Qing was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he bypassed a few people to leave.

A boy reached out to pull her, Jun frowned lightly, shook the other party's palm away, and his tone turned cold.

"Respect yourself, a few of you."

The man in the blue T-shirt stood in front of her with a squint.

"Yo, you're quite temperamental, my brother likes you like this."

Jun's eyebrows were raised, her eyes were already stained with coldness, and as soon as the bastard reached over, she would nullify his fingers.

"Stop!".

A roar of rage shook the eardrums.