Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Chapter 28: Seventeen

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The countdown to the performance was one day, and the trainees spent almost 24 hours in the classroom. Even the lunch and dinner are packed and brought back by two people in the group.

Worrying about losing their stomachs on the day of the performance, none of them ate too greasy for dinner. Wen Mian looked at the vegetables in his lunch box, then at the camera in the corner of the classroom, lowered his voice and made a mournful face on purpose: "The fans will see it, and they will cry again and say, my son is so miserable. You can’t even eat meat, so whatever you want, mom will buy it for you.”

Qi Xu also added very politely: "If you don't work hard today, your son will have no meat tomorrow."

Lin Ye poured cold water on the side, "Maybe this scene won't be broadcast."

Several other middle-ranked teammates sighed again and again.

Jiang Lian wasn't there at dinner time, and the remaining four members of Group A were making gags from time to time, but Yan Changfei got up and left the classroom frequently, even when he sat down, he was absent-minded.

After all, the performance is imminent, and if anyone has a problem, it will more or less affect the entire team. Qi Xu couldn't help asking Wen Mian, who shared the dormitory with the other party: "What's wrong with him?"

Wen Mian frowned and said, "His family member was hospitalized with a sudden illness, and the program team specially approved to return the phone to him so that he could keep in touch with his family."

The remaining three people who didn't know were all taken aback, and didn't know how to comfort them.

Seeing this, Wen Mian raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Yan Changfei's character is actually not very used to being comforted by others, as long as you treat him normally as usual."

People will no longer mention it.

After they finished their meal, Jiang Lian went back to the classroom with a pinch. Six people entered the small classroom to rehearse, and the trainees from other classrooms came over to inquire about the enemy's situation, and they all lay down by the door and exclaimed: "This group of dances is so well organized, but fortunately we are not in their opponent group."

The members of group B immediately retorted unconvinced: "Our group is also very well organized, our group is evenly matched with theirs."

The trainee who inquired about the situation thought he was guilty and stubborn, so he laughed without hesitation: "It's okay, your group is the strongest, let's go."

The members of group B raised their eyebrows and raised their eyes, put their arms around their necks and waists, and fought with each other.

Jiang Lian paused the music and went to close the door, then turned to the five people and said, "What he said is not wrong. In terms of the overall strength of the team, Mingrang's group is indeed comparable to ours. Let's not relax in the last night."

Cheng Chi asked, "Are you going to stay up all night tonight?"

Jiang Lian didn't answer immediately, but only looked at the five people, "Can you hold on all night?"

Lin Ye thought for a while, "I should be fine."

The remaining four also said: "No problem."

Jiang Lian nodded, "It depends on the situation."

By midnight, not a single classroom in the entire training building had its lights turned off. Another two hours later, until two or three o'clock in the morning, the footsteps of the trainees leaving were heard one after another in the corridor outside the classroom.

Class A classroom still has no group of trainees going back to the dormitory to sleep.

Hours of continuous high-intensity rehearsal made everyone exhausted, and the body seemed to be soaked in sweat.

When he stopped for a drink of water, Jiang Lian took off the video recording tablet from the stand and sat down on the floor, "Ten minutes of rest, let's watch the video."

The team members who dispersed to drink water and wipe their sweat put down their things one after another and gathered around. Yan Changfei sat down on Jiang Lian's left side, and Qi Huan and Cheng Chi sat down on Jiang Lian's right side.

Lin Ye came late and missed the best place to watch the video, so she had to kneel down on one knee behind Jiang Lian, looking up from the gap between Yan Changfei and Jiang Lian.

Wen Mian was the last to come. In the middle of the night, he was still full of energy. He threw down the towel to wipe his sweat, ran over and threw himself on Lin Ye's back, wrapped his arms around Lin Ye's neck with one hand, and put most of his body weight on his back.

Caught off guard by him, Lin Ye fell forward, her chest hit Jiang Lian's back in front of her, her chin hit Jiang Lian's shoulder, and in a hurry, she even raised her hands and hugged Jiang Lian's neck directly.

It seemed that he hugged Jiang Lian from behind unexpectedly.

Jiang Lian turned to glance at him.

Lin Ye's eyelids twitched slightly, and was about to explain, but found that the other party didn't say anything, and turned his face away again. Even pointing at the picture on the screen with his fingertips, he discussed with Yan Changfei in a normal tone.

Lin Ye was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and saw Wen Mian also joined the discussion, also with a focused look of not being aware of what he was doing. He let out a breath slowly, and simply relaxed, letting himself lie on Jiang Lian's shoulder.

Yan Changfei took the tablet from Jiang Lian's hand and paused, "This place is still a bit uneven, we can practice again."

It can be clearly seen in the screen that the problem lies with Qi Huan. Jiang Lian asked the two vocals sitting on the right: "When you danced this movement, did you realize that you were not keeping up?"

Qi Xu showed embarrassment, "I thought I just stepped on the spot."

Cheng Chi spoke for him: "Could it be a problem with the shooting angle?"

"No." Yan Changfei shook his head, "A neat dance is neat no matter what angle you look at it from."

Several people chattered, but they never heard Lin Ye speak. Jiang Lian frowned and turned his head, wanting to call Lin Ye's name. Before he could open his mouth, a slow and long breathing sound came from his ears.

Jiang Lian raised his eyebrows invisibly, but he didn't wake up the person sleeping on his shoulder. He turned his face back as usual, and said with one word: "This place, let's practice again."

But he didn't say when to practice again.

The other four people took it for granted that they were practicing after a rest, and the three sitting on the ground lay down to recover their strength. Wen Fang got up from Lin Ye's back, picked up the water glass on the window sill, and turned to ask the others: "What are you doing?" Is there anyone going to fetch water?"

The three of them who just lay down a moment ago got up from the floor again, picked up their water cups, followed Wen Mu, and walked outside the classroom.

Jiang Lian turned his head and patted the person on his shoulder to wake him up, and asked lightly, "Are you sleepy?"

Lin Ye struggled to open his eyes. He was already a little sleepy, so he subconsciously replied, "Sleepy."

Jiang Lian asked again: "Do you want to go back to sleep?"

Lin Ye said, "I want to."

Jiang Lian smiled, "Who said you can stay up all night?"

Lin Ye woke up in an instant, rubbed her eyes and said to herself while getting up from Jiang Lian's shoulders, "I just fell asleep for some reason."

Jiang Lian grabbed his wrist, pulled him back, pressed his chin, turned his face to look at him, let go and said, "Okay, go back to sleep."

Lin Ye was slightly taken aback.

At the same time, the voices of the four people who came back from receiving the water were already moving from far to near, and they could even faintly hear their gossip.

Jiang Lian got up from the floor, looked at the four people who entered the door, and said, "A bad spirit will affect our performance on the stage. Let's practice here today, and we will arrange the rest in the morning."

The four people with bright faces were also taken aback for a moment, Wen Fang was full of doubts, looked at the people beside him and thought about himself, who is not in good spirits

Anyway, the decision to go back to sleep was unanimous. The six of them decided to gather in the classroom at 6 o'clock in the morning, and went back to the dormitory back and forth.

None of the roommates came back, and the door was still locked twice. Lin Ye squinted and yawned, opened the door and entered, then closed the door with his backhand, and turned on the light by the wall. Take off your clothes and go to the bathroom to take a shower, and finally turn off the lights and go to bed.

It took about five minutes before and after.

Just before he closed his eyes and fell into a dream, he vaguely recalled that he probably forgot to do something. The only remaining sobriety did not give him time to think about what he forgot to do.

The deep drowsiness soon made him lose consciousness.

This sleep was only a few hours, but Lin Ye was always trapped in a long, cage-like dream.

In his dream, he returned to the summer when he was seventeen, the scorching hot weather, the loud and undulating chirping of cicadas, the sweat and oil stains on his clothes, and the lingering smell of grilled squid that lingered in his nose for a long time.

Lin Ye finally remembered the things that had been deliberately forgotten.

At that time, he was not the only way to go as a trainee. Not long after Brother Xing approached him, Grandma asked someone to find him a job in sales.

That person once told him swearingly that such a job does not depend on academic qualifications, but only on performance and commission. There are many cases in the company that drop out of school in junior high school and buy a house after working for one year.

Although Lin Ye couldn't continue to study, she could easily tell that among the two big cakes, the one with more credibility than earning a lot of money as a trainee was earning money on her own.

He chose to be a trainee.

Is the original purpose of joining the company really just for money? Lin Ye asked herself in her dream. In other words, the enthusiasm for dancing has finally been squandered and worn away in two years. Even he himself has completely forgotten his original aspirations when he was young.