Jiang Zhilin carried a few bags of boxed lunches in his hands, humming a song and turning into the door of the dance name training room.

"It's time to eat, the revolution is still unsuccessful, comrades still need to work hard, come and ......"

The movements in his hands kept stopping, and his mouth was not idle for a moment and chattered: "Sheng Zihan, I said, that hand goes back and forth so fast, won't you tremble when you're hungry?" There are also ballet dancers, look at your thin arms and legs, come and supplement some nutrition; Captain, Captain~Please take a seat~I'll pour you~Pour you a cup of tea~~........."

Zhao Yanwu looked at Jiang Da Loudspeaker with disdain, and whispered to Zheng Xianya beside her: "Is he really a man?" ”

Zheng Xianya looked over there for a long time and shook her head solemnly.

Deng Siling sighed and came over to pat the shoulders of the two: "It's scary to think about it." ”

The three exchanged glances and came to the dinner table. Jiang Zhilin stretched out his hand and uncovered the lids of several people's lunch boxes one by one, and introduced: "You have all the dishes you ordered, this is the fried celery that Sister Xianya wanted, the cold fungus that Sister Yanwu wanted, and the captain ordered this... What's it called, fried shiitake mushrooms with rape, and this ......"

"This eloquence... Being a gaffer is really a burying talent. A gentle Sheng Zihan expressed his heart, took a mouthful of fish-flavored shredded meat and put it in his mouth. After Jiang Zhilin finished the introduction, he took a chopstick of his own sauerkraut fish and ate it happily.

"............" Several dancers who were forced to strictly control their weight silently moved their eyes back to the vegetarian dish in front of them and moved their chopsticks.

"The national competition... It seems to be coming soon. "I don't know who opened his mouth.

"There are still four and a half months left in the lunar year's national competition, so it's early, so I can't think about it first." Zhao Yanwu buried her head in the rice bowl and replied.

"We don't participate, but we should understand the competition system." Deng Siling said, "Buy a ticket to go and see it, right?" ”

"Wow......" A few young people were surprised together, "We still have a program for team outings!" ”

While eating, a rapid phone rang. Everyone rummaged for a while, and it turned out to be Zheng Xianya's phone.

"Hey, hey." Zheng Xianya connected.

"Sister Zheng, let the captain answer the phone." Qi Xuanying's voice did not fluctuate from the other end.

"This is Deng Siling, what's the matter?" Deng Siling clamped the phone between her cheek and shoulder and continued to eat.

"Captain, are you free in the afternoon?"

Deng Siling swallowed a mouthful of food in his mouth, "Yes." ”

"At six o'clock, on the rooftop, I have something to tell you."

"Okay." Deng Siling didn't think about it, "Have you eaten?" ”

“…… Bean paste buns. ”

“…… Understand. ”

Putting down the phone, Deng Siling pursed her lips, "Can the bean paste bun keep him alive......

Zhao Yanwu nodded heavily: "Maybe high-achieving students don't need ordinary people's nutrients. ”

"yes, that's not a real deal."

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At the end of the day's training, the fiery sunset fell behind the tall buildings, outlining the clear outline of the reinforced concrete, and the dazzling golden light shot from the other end of the city, burning half of the sky. The wind on the rooftop is not very windy, but it is cool. In such a wind, Deng Siling brushed aside his slightly messy sideburns and looked at the city in the colorful glow. A few years ago, she came to this bustling city with the retired Tao Lan, met Zhao Yanwu, and went from strangers to acquaintances, and then began to cooperate and began to form a dance troupe...... Most of the best years of her life have been spent in this city, which is her second home.

A hello pulls her back to reality from the past.

"Captain."

She turned around and saw Qi Xuanying closing the door to the stairwell. "Come on, what's the matter, so mysterious with your captain?"

Deng Siling smiled, chose the most direct way to open the topic, and found that a trace of sadness seemed to pass through Qi Xuanying's eyes.

"Captain," Qi Xuanying's face sank like water, and he looked directly into Deng Siling's eyes, "The training room is going to be demolished." ”