"That's right, I think that based on your grades, the teacher will always have additional rehearsal tasks to give you, and it is inevitable." Fu Yang's tone was unusual, as if he was just stating a fact. Only he knew in his heart that when he said this, he was jealous and even hated Zhong Buqun.

I can't help it, I don't want to work hard, but I also want to trample everyone around me...... It is easier to form a distorted mindset than to get your wish.

His resentment was hidden deep in his heart, and it was not enough for Zhong Buqun to feel it. So Zhong Buqun only responded to him in a gentle tone, "I don't have any extra tasks, it's just that after all, I'm a senior, and the difficulty of the professional class is there."

If these words are heard in the ears of others, at most they feel that Zhong Buqun's diligence is completely worthy of his high rank; However, in Fu Yang's eyes, this is not the case at all.

Fu Yang would only sense a strong sense of crisis, and didn't want Zhong Buqun to continue to practice hard, and even wished that his dancing skills would plummet, so that he could be revealed.

This kind of psychology is like a bucket of crabs that can't climb out of the bucket and regain their freedom no matter how hard they struggle, because they know that they can't get out of this deep bucket, so they simply clamp their companions with pliers, and they must pull each other to fall together in order to gain psychological balance.

"Oh? Zhong Buqun needs to practice so hard every day?" On the surface, it was half joking, but in fact, it was faintly mixed with a little yin and yang, "I'm really ashamed of being so diligent. Admire, admire."

"Where?" Zhong Buqun and Fu Yang are not familiar enough to take the initiative to mention the Qingmiao Cup, and if the other party doesn't talk about this topic, he will definitely not say it, so he uses schoolwork as a cover. Because Fu Yang is always the most well-behaved good student in his impression, before the "photo incident" broke out, he could even leave the stereotype of a "well-behaved model student" to his classmates than Zhong Buqun, so Zhong Buqun didn't particularly pay attention to whether Fu Yang's words were sarcastic, just when he had a comprehension, he had to step up his practice.

"You usually soak in the dance studio a lot, and you should pay attention to the habitual strain on your waist. We have four dormitories, which can be regarded as a representative of the professional level of the male students in the department, but we can't just focus on academics and ignore health."

Zhong Buqun persuaded him with good words, but Fu Yang's heart stinged for a while.

Habitual strains, this is not an ordinary injury, but a time bomb. Once the seizure occurs, many seemingly simple actions cannot be completed at all.

Habitual strain in the lower back may not only affect the flexibility of the lower back, but also cause the strength of the limbs to not be able to play well. For example, the lifting movement in the pas de deux is likely to be unable to be completed due to the recurrence of a back injury.

Zhong Buqun's casual concern for ordinary roommates made Fu Yang uneasy.

The matter of the back injury, because he took leave to rest in the dormitory on this ground, so it was normal for Zhong Buqun to know.

That's because he was trying to show off a newly learned skill in his blanket homework, and he didn't do it well before class, so he got it. Even if this strain has not been repeated recently, these words coming out of Zhong Buqun's mouth will make him very unhappy.

What is the greeting without words, what is the greeting without malice...... In Fu Yang's opinion, Zhong Buqun was just embarrassing him.

"No, it won't. No, when you go to the dance room again, call me if it's convenient. Maybe it's been getting cold lately, and I'm starting to get a little tired and don't practice enough." Suppressing all kinds of unhappiness in his heart, Fu Yang not only had no flaws on his face, but also took the initiative to ask Zhong Buqun to take him to the dance studio to practice.

"Of course." Promise casually to save offending people. Zhong Buqun thought like this: It's a big deal to find a time period when you don't need to train intensively with Lu Panpan and have a little free time, and symbolically take Fu Yang to the teaching building for a while.

Anyway, Fu Yang is a simple little boy who only has dance practice and studies in his head, and he is very polite, it is impossible to urge him to practice dance every day.

Zhong Buqun didn't realize that it was precisely because of his own light enemy that he would lay hidden dangers for the future.

City A Ballet.

"Brother, that's all for today's training. I've got legs now

I can't lift it." Under the high-intensity rehearsal, Bai Lu's physical strength was almost drained.

"It's fine. We've basically accomplished the goal we've set, so let's move on tomorrow." Bai Yilun will not be as accustomed to his own sister as Xiao Yuze is used to Misu, but the practice progress of the day has indeed been basically reached.

Looking at Bai Lu leaning on the bar, his whole body was already paralyzed, Bai Yilun's heart was not iron, and he wanted to count the beats twice, but now it seems that there is no need for that.

"Brother, let's go buy something to drink." Bai Lu had just gone to the locker room to change out of her sweaty dance clothes, wearing her own clothes that were a little damp, and was about to take Bai Yilun's arm and pull him away, but Bai Yilun gently brushed her hands away.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Bai Lu was puzzled.

"You're such a big person, and you're still so clingy to your brother?" Bai Yilun didn't reprimand her, but just asked softly and dotingly.

But she was not allowed to be so close to herself anymore.

Even if they are brothers and sisters, even if the action of holding hands does not belong to the category of "no sense of distance" and "sticky", Bai Yilun will mind. Because there is already a candidate for a lover in his heart that he yearns for.

Lu Panpan.

The first time they met, Lu Panpan, who surprised him with his beauty.

Such a good appearance condition is rare even among the students he accepted when he substituted for teaching in between performances just a few years after graduation.

Her body looked slender and fragile, and she could easily arouse deep love in him without any communication with him.

So that day she had a sudden stomach problem, and he did not hesitate to drape his coat over her shoulders.

In fact, if he could, he even wanted to take her into his arms.

But she took great care to keep her distance from him, and he only thanked him briefly that day, and later refused to return the coat herself—she had gone to the dry cleaners to wash her coat and then came from the same city by courier.

After careful washing, the warmth and smell of her coat had disappeared.

"Well, if you don't hold it, you won't hold it...... Brother, brother?" Bai Lu guessed that Bai Yilun was mostly because Lu Panpan was distracted, and when he thought of him, he directly started to fugue. In desperation, he had to shake his finger back and forth in front of his eyes, "Brother, what do you want?"

"Oh, I was thinking, let's go buy something to drink." Bai Yilun was glad that he still remembered what Bai Lu urged him to do, although it was very lame, but he finally covered up the thing that had just been distracted.

"I have a drink I want to drink, you can just swipe my card for me." Bai Lu winked playfully, acquiescing to Bai Yilun's "fooling".

Although their dance troupe is not as large and well-funded as the national dance troupe, the food and drinks are generally very cheap. These internal staff only need to carry a meal card with them every day, and "one card can travel all over the world". For just a few dollars, you can eat and drink to your heart's content.

This can probably be regarded as a guarantee for professional dancers, as well as a reward for their hard work.

"I want to drink this." Bai Lu picked up a bottle and was about to go to the checkout, when he suddenly found that Bai Yilun was still staring blankly at somewhere.

Bai Lu looked in the direction he was looking. Huh? That's not ......

No.

It's just a girl who looks a little like Lu Panpan. However, compared with Lu Panpan, this girl looks more immature, with a little less Lu Panpan's unique "Kaolin Flower" aura, but more childish.

"Your students?" Bai Lu poked Bai Yilun's shoulder, and was glared at by Bai Yilun.

Hmph, the shoulder does not let you poke either. Bai Lu didn't have time to continue to get angry, but instead activated his gossip radar - my brother didn't think that this girl was a little similar to the one he liked, and he was moved by compassion, so he was willing to go out of the mountain to take classes when he was so busy.

That's right, this is the time when the children are busy preparing for the training camp and preparing for the exams. Her brother is very famous for tutoring art exams in City A, and there should be many students who ask for him.

Recently, though...... In addition to his daily performances, he also has to squeeze in time to prepare for the competition, eh?! It's all like this, and I'm still holding on to the class, is there really no problem with my body?

Just because this girl looks similar to Lu Panpan, she gritted her teeth and took the student down? What is this, Pan Pan Zhiqing?

When this "Panpan Class" saw Bai Yilun and Bai Lu, he approached and greeted them very warmly, "Hello Teacher Bai."

Bai Lu followed Bai Yilun to the honorific title of teacher, and after snickering for a while, she was still very curious about the ins and outs of the master-apprentice relationship between this little girl and Bai Yilun, "Little friend, how long have you been in class? How is Teacher Bai doing to you?"

The little girl was about to open her mouth to report to Bai Yilun about her practice before returning to class, but she was interrupted by Bai Lu. Chinese Net

She opened her mouth to say something, but she still gave up and turned to look at Bai Yilun with a distressed gaze.

Teacher Bai Lu asked why is this? When exactly are classes available? Will she be there for the whole time during today's class?

Bai Yilun knew that this student was afraid of life, so he was ready to break Bai Lu away, "I still have to take a class, and I'll see you in the cafeteria after class." After that, he led the little girl backstage to a practice room dedicated to full-time actors.

The little girl and Bai Yilun left, but Bai Lu always remembered a key point that she had discovered in her observation just now - the little girl's cheeks were clearly red when she heard her question.

My brother wouldn't really pin his feelings for Lu Panpan on her, provoking this little girl who was still taking the entrance examination to reverie, right?!

If this is the case, then if the brother delays the little girl's future, who should be responsible?