Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Soul of the Dry Rice Man

It is a very heavy task to learn both dance and singing, and every minute must be cherished in the remaining six days.

As soon as the day dawned, the melody that had been circulating for a day in my ears rang again.

Everyone woke up slowly, opened their worried eyes, went to the nearby bathroom to clean up, and returned to the practice room.

"Xiaojin, it's good that you reminded us to stretch last night, otherwise it would have been sore and painful today." Ning Nianyu rubbed his arm, his face full of joy.

Su Jin's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Come here, let's try to jump together." ”

Yesterday, everyone had roughly memorized the dance, and then, they only used to repeat the dance over and over again, making each movement to the standard, until they were familiar to the bones and the group was uniform.

Unlike everyone else, she needs to learn eight and then help the rest of the players.

Therefore, the energy consumed is also very high.

.......

In the blink of an eye, the scorching sun climbed the treetops, and it was already noon.

Everyone was so tired that they were panting, their throats seemed to be smoking, and their legs were so weak that they couldn't move.

Only the little girl was still standing in the center, her frowning brows stretched slightly, she opened her mouth, and spit out two words: "It's okay." ”

Jiang Luoling lay on the ground with a wilt, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

She was going to take back what she had said last night.

Su Jin must not be cute either!

Once you get serious, it's a devil!

After resting for a long time, seeing that everyone was gradually recovering, Su Jin's eyes lit up, and he said, "Let's ....... again."

"No more." Ning Nianyu covered her empty stomach and shouted: "I'm going to starve to death, let's go eat first." ”

Dine.

Hearing this word, Su Jincai suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and his strength was almost exhausted, and a strong sense of emptiness and hunger struck, and he protested frantically.

Dry rice people dry rice soul, isn't she coming to this show just for free meal tickets?

You can't put the cart before the horse.

"Eat!" Su Jin was full of interest, and walked out with long legs.

The other competitors followed, hurrying in the same direction.

It was lunch time, and the canteen had a lot of traffic, the noise and noise were accompanied by the ears, and the smell of food lingered on the tip of the nose, full of fireworks.

Su Jin swallowed his saliva, only to feel even more hungry, so he filled five bowls of rice in one go, as well as a plate full of miscellaneous vegetables and meat.

In the case that everyone around is only holding a small bowl of fruit and vegetable salad, it has undoubtedly become a strange sight in the Dow.

Its magnificence, along with the Ning Nianyu on the table, was also shocked.

asked with concern: "Xiaojin, are you really okay if you eat so much?" ”

Su Jin blinked, chewed the rice and swallowed it, there was still a grain of rice hanging from the corner of his delicate lips, and he licked it lightly and rolled it into his abdomen.

Immediately, he squinted his eyes in satisfaction, like two crooked crescent moons.

The voice was soft: "Is it really a lot?" ”

She wanted to get some more........

Ning Nianyu's fan filter exploded instantly, and his head shook like a rattle.

Let her eat!

Immediately, the tone of the old mother was full: "No more, no more, eat as much as you can, don't be hungry." ”

Su Jin hummed, continued to work hard, saw that the plate was about to be empty, touched his stomach that still had strength, and then stood up silently and went to get five bowls of rice.

On the way back, I suddenly noticed that there was an extra group of people at the table.

Meng Muyue glanced at her dinner plate, a trace of pity flashed in it, and sighed lightly: "Alas, you can't solve the problem by eating, don't spoil your body." ”

Su Jin: "??? ”