The young man read his lines expressionlessly, but his dark eyes seemed a little serious because he couldn't see any emotion, which made many female teachers blush.
Yu Chu couldn't bear it when he faced it at close range.
He is good-looking, and his voice is so nice, when he looks down, he is earnest with a little warmth.
Is this a melodrama? !
Yu Chu almost thought it was a confession.
But in this case, it is obviously not a confession, so she still can't take the initiative to get closer.
Seeing that the boys behind were almost whistling and booing, Yu Chu met the other's gaze and looked away, "I forgot the next words."
The sitcom wasn't finished yet, but after hearing her words, Yun Huai took a step back with a blank expression.
He turned back to his place.
Yu Chu also returned to her seat, and the female teachers around her looked at her enviously.
After the party is intense training.
The dances they learn are all handsome and sexy. Among them, there are one or two lines of lyrics, and everyone naturally gave them to Yun Huai, who has the best voice.
But Mr. Yun refused: "I don't sing."
The boys were a little surprised and said: "Brother Yun, you have such a good voice, why don't you sing?"
"I don't like it." The boy turned his head and said coldly. The eyes are like an abyss, and like a clear pool under the moonlit night.
The special sound quality is even more pleasing to the ear.
The boys persuaded again: "We mainly learn dancing, and singing only has one or two lines."
Yun Huai was unmoved: "I won't sing."
Others couldn't help feeling worried, holding the lyrics a little helplessly, "Why don't we ask the teacher."
"Teachers don't teach singing."
"But we only have one teacher."
"..."
While arguing, the paper was suddenly pulled away gently by a clean and white hand.
Yun Huai glanced at the lyrics with lowered eyes, and looked at the boys expressionlessly: "You guys practice, I'll ask."
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
Someone tentatively asked: "Then... do you sing?"
"Try." The boy said nothing.
Yu Chu was practicing dancing alone in another practice room. When he saw him coming over with a piece of paper, he stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked, "What's wrong?"
The original owner had to practice for several hours every day, and she also kept this habit.
Yun Huai glanced at the sweat on her forehead, and handed her the paper, "Teacher, I can't."
Seeing the lyrics, Yu Chu raised his eyebrows, "Sure enough, I'll leave the singing part to you. There are only two lines, which are easy to learn. Follow me."
The other party nodded, looked at her lips, and obediently followed the pronunciation.
His voice is indeed special, and the casual syllables also have a lazy and sexy meaning. If you listen to him singing with headphones, half of your bones may be crisped immediately.
but…
Yu Chu frowned slightly, and said, "This place doesn't feel right, this word, it should be sexy. This dance is a sexy dance."
She encouraged the boy to try again with her eyes.
Yun Huai paused, then opened his lips and made a sound.
There is no soul.
Yu Chu couldn't help laughing, reached out and patted his shoulder, "It's sexy, not pinyin."
The boy looked at her expressionlessly.
"Listen to me." Yu Chu pointed to his lips and taught a syllable, "Actually, this sound should sound like panting... low panting, right? Tired from running or going up the stairs, that kind of sound."
She said, squinting her eyes.
Using Yunhuai's voice to make this wheezing sound... the effect should be better than normal.
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Another chapter is very late, everyone go to bed first, good night!