Your cps are together

Chapter 33

Standing in the dance practice room, Wen Ning looked at a group of people over there in a daze. He didn't realize that several cameras were facing his face.

The program is afraid that there will be no gimmicks, so the people in the program group are quiet.

The people over there also seemed to realize that they had said something wrong, so they could only add: "Wen Ning can't keep up, too? He is quite persevering, and he didn't cry. You can learn from him."

The crying person probably realized that this was an opportunity, and said while sobbing: "He has Jiang Heng belt..."

The people in the same group were speechless.

Some people bring it, don't you have no one?We are all dead?Don't you want a group to perform well?

Wen Ning was about to speak, but Jiang Heng suddenly shouted: "Solve the conflicts in your group by yourself, don't involve people in our group, who said Wen Ning can't keep up? If Wen Ning can't keep up, I will They won't let him go back to the dormitory on time."

Jiang Heng spoke very bluntly: "If you have time to watch others, why not practice hard by yourself, Wen Ning is not crying."

Wen Ning answered, "I don't cry much."

At least not crying in front of outsiders.

The people over there were silent for a few seconds, seeming a little embarrassed.

"We just comforted him, we didn't think about..."

This time, without waiting for Jiang Heng to speak, Wen Ning said in a serious tone: "If he wants to cry, let him cry. If you have time to cry, you don't have time to train. The opportunity you finally got is just wasted. If you don't work hard now, There will be more opportunities to cry in the future."

The sobbing person suddenly said: "Of course you don't worry about anything, Jiang Heng and the others will practice with you..."

He hesitated to speak, as if a person who has benefited is accusing a person who has not.

Wen Ning: "Then I have to move myself. I can't sit on the ground and cry. When I'm on the show, no one cares how much I cry. They only care about my performance on stage."

Wen Ning felt very boring, he didn't like to be a tool for others to perform, so he concluded: "You cry."

Everyone: "..."

Wen Ning: "Anyway, I didn't shed tears, and I didn't waste training time."

Zheng He carefully tugged Wen Ning's clothes to make Wen Ning pay attention to the camera.

Wen Ning turned his head and said, "Then let's continue practicing."

Wen Ning turned around, not paying attention to the person opposite.

Unexpectedly, not only did the opponent not practice, but he cried even worse, as if he was being bullied by Wen Ning.

The opponent's team members are at a loss, this SB doesn't train to steal the spotlight, they still have to train, is it better to cry the most when debuting?

Jiang Heng walked up to Wen Ning and whispered, "You shouldn't have said anything just now, I'll just say it."

Wen Ning said indifferently: "If you mention me, then I have to say, I can't wait for you to defend me."

Wen Ning raised his arms and showed Jiang Heng his biceps: "I'm a man anyway!"

Jiang Heng couldn't help laughing: "It's better not to use your accent, really, it's not suitable."

Bai Mu and Zheng He were already out of breath from laughing: "Xiao Ning, where did you learn your Huayin?"

Wen Ning knew that they had no malicious intentions, so he could only mutter in a low voice: "...Is it so substandard?"

Jiang Heng: "Come on, don't look at others, let's continue practicing."

The other four people were frightened just now, and they took their seats after hearing Jiang Heng's words.

The people in the whole dance studio heard the words on both sides just now. Many of them haven't practiced yet, but they are watching to see if the crying side has finished crying.

Wen Ning quickly put this matter behind him. He thought it was fair competition, and he could act if he wanted to. After all, there are only a few people who can put down their face and cry, but acting is their own business, dragging others into the water Not so good.

During dance practice, Wen Ning had no other distractions. He repeated the basic movements over and over again, and only after he booked a seat would he connect these decomposed movements.

"It's time for lunch." Jiang Heng went to get water, "Go eat first, rest for half an hour before practicing."

Everyone in the group had no objections. They put on their coats and were going to the cafeteria together.

People in other groups were still practicing, they were delayed and had to find ways to make up for it.

Wen Ning picked up his coat and was about to leave the dance studio when he heard someone calling his name behind him.

"Wen Ning! Wait!"

Wen Ning turned his head and found that the person who called him was the player with dyed blue hair who was crying non-stop just now. Wen Ning glanced at his name tag——Lu Zhebo from Class C.

Lu Zhebo caught up, and he stood in front of Wen Ning, all the cameras in the dance studio were facing them.

The players also looked over.

Without waiting for Wen Ning to speak, Lu Zhebo bowed to Wen Ning first, and then said earnestly: "I'm sorry, although I didn't mention you first, but I am also responsible for it. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have ..."

Wen Ning: "Then tell your team members not to mention my name."

Lu Zhebo's earnest expression was a little stiff.

Wen Ning: "Well, I heard you apologize, is there anything else? If not, I'm going to eat."

Lu Zhebo took a deep breath: "I didn't cry on purpose just now, I just felt that I couldn't keep up with them, I thought we would have a common language..."

Wen Ning: "No."

Wen Ning: "I didn't cry, wait until I cry, then you can say that you have a common language with me."

Wen Ning was really hungry. After practicing all morning, the bowl of noodles he ate in the morning had already been digested. Before he left, he glanced at Lu Zhebo: "Goodbye."

Lu Zhebo just watched Wen Ning and his team members leave the dance practice room.

The camera also moved away.

He took a deep breath, and when his team members came over, he lowered his head and whispered, "Wen Ning is still angry."

Team member: "It's just that I said something wrong, so what?"

"I didn't expect him to be so stingy. Let's avoid him in the future."

"It's a matter of one sentence, who knows that he is so angry."

……

On the way to the cafeteria, a player from class F in the same group approached Wen Ning. He was a little nervous: "You were used by him."

Wen Ning: "Really?"

The other party nodded: "It doesn't matter whether you have reason or not, as long as he apologizes, it's your fault if you don't forgive him."

He seems to understand the truth of this: "There was a similar one last season."

Bai Mu stretched his neck and said, "It was the same last time. I deliberately made myself look like I had conflicts with another contestant, and I cried at every turn. I was wronged. He has a lot of fans. I think he is serious and kind. How can others fight?" He didn't care about his face, but the one he provoked was said to be bullying and self-righteous."

"The audience likes players with strong abilities, but they also like players who are pitiful and make people want to protect themselves."

"They will feel that only they can protect the weak."

"Just to take advantage of the sympathy of the audience." Bai Mu rolled his eyes, "I think he has caught you."

Wen Ning: "... Isn't he tired?"

The members of Class F looked at a loss.

Wen Ning sighed: "Such a person, even if they make their debut, they won't be able to go far."

People can't pretend to be weak for a lifetime, and the sympathy of the audience can't be consumed again and again. There are so many idols, wouldn't it be better to change to someone who is easier to catch up and has better business ability?

Member of Class F: "...Don't worry, the one who was targeted last season didn't make his debut in the end."

Wen Ning: "I don't care, as long as I perform well on stage, it doesn't matter if I debut or not."

Because there is no camera at this time, what Wen Ning said is the truth in the eyes of others.

After the team members were shocked, they gave Wen Ning a thumbs up.

As long as Wen Ning performs well on stage, Lu Huansheng will not think his stage is ugly. If he really wants to debut and have fans, he will not come to the competition at all.

For other contestants, participating is a shortcut, but for Wen Ning, participating is a long way.

Jiang Heng stood beside Wen Ning and said, "Next time he comes to see you, I'll tell him, don't talk, he won't come if you hit a wall a few times."

Wen Ning shook his head: "Then what if he's after you? Next time he comes over, I'll explain it to him."

Jiang Heng looked at Wen Ning with complicated eyes: "You don't have to..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zheng He next to him. Zheng He said, "There is braised pork in the cafeteria today!"

"There is also tamales, Brother Heng, don't you like tamales the most?"

Jiang Heng: "..."

Forget it, Zheng He can only think about eating.

After they had lunch, they went directly to the dance practice room, and practiced after half an hour of rest, but this half hour couldn't be wasted, so they sat around and discussed their respective positions.

Zheng He: "Let's vote for the C position!"

"I vote for Brother Heng!"

Jiang Heng suddenly said: "Wait until I finish speaking before voting. I am more inclined to let Wen Ning stand. It is not because I have a good relationship with him, nor is it because he is from the same company, but because his temperament is the most suitable for this song."

"I stand in C position, that is, the old cucumber with green paint."

The team members burst into laughter with a "puchi".

Zheng He could not close his mouth from ear to ear: "No, no, brother Heng, you are still young, at most you are half-old cucumber with green paint."

Jiang Heng glanced at Zheng He: "Don't be silly."

"And it's the C position, it's just the first few seconds of freezing." Jiang Heng, "Everyone has a time when they are in the C position."

"For a few seconds of freezing, I think it's best to let Wen Ning come, what do you think?"

Zheng He: "I have no objection to this either."

Bai Mu was not convinced: "Am I not young enough? I was born with a baby face."

Wen Ning: "Bai Mu looks pretty..."

Jiang Heng smiled and said, "Then you hum the opening part?"

Bai Mu retracted his head: "I can't do this."

He knew how bad he was, and when Wen Ning didn't come, the dwarves picked him up, and he really sang well, but since Wen Ning, he has been compared to the mud.

Wen Ning: "Actually, I..."

Jiang Heng restrained his smile: "This is a fair vote. You can drink water if you don't canvass for yourself."

Wen Ning: "..."

Wen Ning touched his cheek: "I don't know if I can do it, but if you think I can do it, we can try it a few times first. If it doesn't work, we can change people. Anyway, there are only a few movements that are different from before."

After all, for the first official performance, Lu Huansheng will come, and Wen Ning wants to perform well.

Everyone else is fine.

The movements of the three F classes are not yet proficient, and they know that they cannot stand in the C position, and the voice of the class B is not good.

Wen Ning couldn't keep up with the rhythm when he danced before, but as long as he danced, no one would care about his rhythm, but this time Wen Ning put all his body and mind into it, and he beat himself to the beat in his heart. Nothing went wrong.

Finally, let him stand in the C position.

"Xiao Ning is the material to perform on stage." Zheng He drank his saliva and said enviously, "Excellent performance ability."

Bai Mu: "The expression management is also good. I found that Zheng He's expression will start to be ferocious as long as his movements are bigger, as if he wants to eat people."

Zheng He was taken aback, he touched his face: "Really? Why don't I know?"

Jiang Heng smiled at the side: "When you dance, look in the mirror more, don't keep your eyes blank."

Zheng He: "...Am I blind? I'm short-sighted! There is no distinction between humans and animals 20 meters away."

Jiang Heng looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Are you quite proud?"

Zheng He waved his hands again and again: "If you don't feel complacent or complacent, I will change it and I will change it. I will pay attention to it later."

Wen Ning was sitting next to him, he always felt that someone was watching him, but only occasionally, he looked around but couldn't find anyone watching him, he could only think that he had an illusion.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Ziqing came over. The tutor said he was a tutor, but in fact he didn't care too much. He just went into the dance room to say a few words, and then he flattered the trainees. After a delay of more than half an hour, he left.

Han Ziqing came over this time and brought them drinks.

"Lemonade, please replenish the electrolyte solution." Han Ziqing said with a smile.

The assistant behind him asked the contestants to get lemonade. The contestants thanked each other and went to get a bottle each.

After everyone took it, Han Ziqing asked: "How is everyone practicing? Is there anything difficult?"

The contestants looked at each other, it didn't seem good not to mention it, but if they mentioned it, it seemed that their professional ability was not very good.

"Mr. Han." Lu Zhebo suddenly raised his hand, and more and more people came out, "I can't practice the transfer movement well."

He looked distressed: "I have practiced many times, but I still haven't practiced well."

Han Ziqing should have done his homework, at least he has practiced this dance. After asking carefully, he took off his coat and put it aside.

When he took off his clothes, the contestants all boisterously boasted.

"Teacher Han is really in good shape."

"Teacher Han is so handsome!"

Han Ziqing smiled and said: "Don't flatter me, flattering doesn't necessarily lead to good grades, okay, just sit and watch."

The contestants sat on the floor, but Wen Ning put his jacket under it first. Anyway, the jacket was also dirty. There is a washing machine in the dormitory, so you can change it by yourself.

Wen Ning sat down after padded up, then looked up at Han Ziqing with the others.

After all, Han Ziqing is from a boy group. Since he dared to present a demonstration, he must be good. His dancing style is not like that of a human. The others look soft, but their movements are very powerful.

It's just a bit exaggerated, like eager to express themselves, trainees with a little background can see it, but they can't tell the truth, they all have to blow rainbow farts.

After the dance, Han Ziqing asked Lu Zhebo: "How is it? Do you understand?"

Lu Zhebo nodded again and again: "See it clearly. I couldn't understand it at all before, but I understood it as soon as Teacher Han jumped."

Han Ziqing smiled, and seemed to have no feelings for this flattery.

The assistant gave Han Ziqing a look, and Han Ziqing said gently: "Then you guys continue to practice, I will come again in the evening to see the overall effect of each group, and then I can ask questions again. "

Trainees: "Thank you Teacher Han, Teacher Han has worked hard."

Han Ziqing: "By the way, Lu Zhebo and Wen Ning will come with me."

Wen Ning stood up, but he didn't ask why—after all, Lu Zhebo was also called, and he knew why without thinking.

The two of them followed Han Ziqing to the corridor outside the dance practice room. The camera was facing them. Han Ziqing seemed to have a good temper, and said softly, "Did you have a conflict this morning?"

Lu Zhebo rushed to say: "There was no conflict, but I was a little frustrated in the morning because I couldn't keep up. When my team members comforted me, I accidentally mentioned Wen Ning. Wen Ning was a little angry, but I have already talked to him too modestly." .”

Lu Zhebo also glanced at Wen Ning: "Right?"

Han Ziqing looked at Wen Ning.

Wen Ning: "He did apologize."

Han Ziqing sighed: "You are all on my side. Maybe you will be teammates next time. You don't have to choose the team yourself. Sometimes you will draw lots. The relationship between you is the best."

"Wen Ning, you should also be a little bit more pregnant. Since Lu Zhebo has said too much to you, you should properly respond to his apology."

Wen Ning looked at Han Ziqing, and he asked seriously: "He didn't mention me. If he has a clear conscience, he doesn't have to apologize to me. Whether I accept it or respond to it has nothing to do with him."

Han Ziqing: "..."

staff member:"……"

What kind of stubbornness is this?

Wen Ning: "Just don't involve me in the conflicts within their own group. Be careful next time."

Lu Zhebo said aggrievedly from the side: "I will definitely let them pay attention next time."

Wen Ning nodded, satisfied with the answer, and then asked Han Ziqing: "Mr. Han, can I go back and continue practicing?"

Han Ziqing's eyes were complicated, and he suddenly said seriously, "Wen Ning, tell Lu Zhebo well that your attitude is inappropriate."

Wen Ning blinked his big innocent eyes: "Where is it inappropriate?"

Han Ziqing: "He is sincerely apologizing to you, whether you accept it or not, you have to give him a correct sentence."

Lu Zhebo's eyes were a little red, like a child who has been bullied, finally waiting for an adult to make decisions for him, and finally he couldn't hold back his grievances.

Wen Ning stood there.

He felt that if he didn't forgive, he was the one who suffered.

Why did the last show have this kind of kindergarten-level intrigue?

Although Wen Ning has not experienced it himself, he has seen it in various film and television dramas, especially the TV series where the mistress bullies the wife.

Sure enough, the moves are never old, as long as they are useful.

So Wen Ning said righteously: "I don't accept it."

It doesn't matter that he is not married, and he doesn't rob men from Lu Zhebo.

Han Ziqing was really speechless now.

He said with some headache: "Then how can you forgive him?"

Lu Zhebo also looked at Wen Ning pitifully.

Wen Ning: "Why do I have to forgive him? Can't we just stay in the same place? I'm here to participate in the show, not to make people apologize to me. I just want to spend all my time on dancing. Is it important not to forgive him?"

But Wen Ning still said to Han Ziqing very politely: "Mr. Han, I have gone back to training. It has been delayed for a long time. Thank you for your hard work."

There was nothing Han Ziqing could do. He was not a serious character, and he couldn't force the two to shake hands to make peace, otherwise his character would collapse.

So he could only pursed his lips and said: "Then you go in first, you go back and think about it, I will come over tonight."

Wen Ning didn't want to bother anymore, he bent slightly: "I'll go in first."

After he walked into the dance practice room, he found that Lu Zhebo did not follow him in, but was talking to Han Ziqing instead.

For some reason, Wen Ning suddenly felt a sticky nausea.

Just like what the team members said, Lv Zhebo is using him and is planning to use him for a long time.

It feels bad.

As soon as Wen Ning came in, the trainees looked at him.

When he returned to the team, Zheng He and the others quickly asked him what happened.

Wen Ning: "Lv Zhebo apologized to me, and Teacher Han asked me to respond to his apology."

Jiang Heng frowned: "Then what did you say?"

Zheng He sneered at the side: "What else can I say? What can I do if I don't forgive after suffering from this dumb loss? Forgiving is not because Wen Ning is reasonable, it is because he is a bully."

Everyone else looked helpless.

This kind of thing depends on whoever seizes the opportunity first, and whoever pretends to be pitiful first wins.

A crying child has milk.

Wen Ning looked calm: "I say no forgiveness."

Zheng He: "Look, I'll just say... what?"

Wen Ning: "I said no forgiveness. If he didn't do anything to hurt me, why did he apologize? And why does he need my forgiveness?"

The expressions of the team members are all the same magic.

Wen Ning: "Anyway, that's the truth. As for what they think, I don't care."

Zheng He: "...Now I don't even know whether to give you a thumbs-up or not."

The members of class F whispered: "Then the edited, wouldn't it be..."

Bai Mu also said: "He just wants to step on you to climb up, how disgusting."

Wen Ning: "Stop talking, let's continue practicing."

To be an idol, you don't have to have great professional skills, but you must be able to be truly liked. Wen Ning really doesn't like Lu Zhebo very much.

Generally speaking, he is still very accurate in judging people. Most of the people he doesn't like are not doing well.

When he was studying, some people deliberately approached him, trying to gain benefits from him.

There are countless such people, and Wen Ning does not reject all of them—he must learn to deal with people, and people are independent individuals, there are good and bad, but the boundaries between good and bad are not clear, he needs his own To distinguish what kind of people he can approach.

But anyone he doesn't like can't blend into the crowd.

Such people's ambitions and desires are too obvious, and no one wants to be friends with them.

Just like Lv Zhebo glanced at.

They can do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

They have no friends, only exploits and competitors.

Such a person, unless he can disguise better, or has a very high IQ.

Otherwise, the general end is not very good.