The smell of sea breeze perfume filled the air. Ji Zeyu was stunned by Lu Nanyun's question. He looked at the other person's slightly dim eyes and swallowed involuntarily.
Ji Zeyu didn't know whether he was more shocked than guilty, or more guilty than shocked.
He always thought that Lu Nanyun would not take the "rejection of team invitation" to heart.
When they had barbecue together just now, Ji Zeyu became more and more convinced of this idea. He felt that he was thinking too much. How could Lu Nanyun care about such a trivial matter
But at this moment, Lu Nanyun's hurt eyes made Ji Zeyu's heart tremble.
Ji Zeyu stared blankly into the other party's deep eyes, feeling that his heart also fell into the ink-like eyes.
After a long time, Ji Zeyu controlled his guilt, took a deep breath, turned his head, looked away, and pretended to be calm: "Because you are too strong. It's unfair for the two of us to team up... It's not fair to other people."
He thought about many reasons and finally could only say this.
Lu Nanyun looked at the young man's panicked and evasive eyes, and his tone was a bit sour:
"So actually agreeing to team up with me was just a casual comment, right?"
Ji Zeyu's body stiffened slightly and he didn't know how to answer. He lowered his eyes and found it difficult to breathe.
The two faced off like this for ten seconds. Just when Ji Zeyu could no longer hold on, Lu Nanyun took a step back, creating a not too far or too close distance between the two.
Ji Zeyu's back relaxed, he licked his dry lips, and carefully raised his eyes to look at Lu Nanyun.
Lu Nanyun has returned to his usual state, his eyes as calm as ice, covering all emotions.
The air was eerily silent.
Just as Ji Zeyu was about to speak, Lu Nanyun calmly stretched out his hand, packed the barbecue bamboo sticks and bags for him, then left the balcony with the bags, his back looking calm and upright.
Ji Zeyu took a deep breath and couldn't help but said seriously to his back: "I'm sorry."
Lu Nanyun paused, but did not look back.
"I know it's wrong to do this." Ji Zeyu continued, "So, if there is an opportunity after my debut, I hope to cooperate with you."
Ji Zeyu knew that if it were any other friend, his actions would hurt the other person invisibly, so he felt guilty for Lu Nanyun in his heart.
But he kept deceiving himself: Lu Nanyun didn't care.
Just wait until it debuts.
After his debut, as long as he got rid of the fate of male supporting actor, he wouldn't have to hide from Lu Nanyun like this.
Hearing Ji Zeyu's words, Lu Nanyun said nothing.
After being silent for a while, he said in a deep voice: "It's getting late, let's go back." After that, he left without looking back.
Ji Zeyu was still wearing Lu Nanyun's shirt. He stared blankly at the other person's back, and after a while, he took steps to follow him.
The two of them were one behind the other, far apart.
When Ji Zeyu passed by other dormitories, he suddenly saw a familiar figure at the door of dormitory No. 3.
Qi Aodong held a cup of hot milk in his hand and was about to go find Ji Zeyu.
Qi Aodong walked out of the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw Lu Nanyun. A moment later, he saw Ji Zeyu behind Lu Nanyun.
"Aodong?" Ji Zeyu opened his eyes slightly, "Did you prepare milk for me again? Thank you."
After Qi Aodong was silent for a moment, he nodded and walked to Ji Zeyu. His fingers tightened slightly, and the temperature of the cup wall made his palms feel warm.
Passing the milk to Ji Zeyu, Qi Aodong asked, "Eat a lot of barbecue?" He saw that there were still some marks on the corners of Ji Zeyu's lips.
"It's quite a lot." Ji Zeyu scratched his head in embarrassment, "I feel like I have to work hard to keep fit again tomorrow." As he said that, he took the milk cup from Qi Aodong's hand.
While Ji Zeyu drank milk, he looked in the direction of Lu Nanyun with his peripheral vision and found that he had disappeared, probably back to the dormitory.
Qi Aodong noticed Ji Zeyu's gaze, but the next second, his attention was attracted by the shirt on Ji Zeyu's body.
This shirt looked a bit too big on Ji Zeyu. His frame was slender, and he looked even thinner against the shirt.
Qi Aodong seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly felt that the shirt was very dazzling, and the clear scent of perfume further confirmed this.
Watching Ji Zeyu slowly drink the milk, Qi Aodong's Adam's apple rolled. He wanted to ask who this shirt belonged to, but he hesitated for a long time but couldn't ask.
He was afraid of hearing the answer he expected.
After a while, Ji Zeyu burped a milky burp and looked at Qi Aodong with slightly troubled eyes: "Dongdong, I ate too much at night and couldn't drink a full cup." There was a hint of unconscious coquettishness in his tone. mean.
Normally Ji Zeyu would find excuses to avoid drinking milk, but this time, he didn't look like he was lying.
There was one third of the milk left in the cup. Qi Aodong stared at Ji Zeyu for a while. After a while, he reached out to take the cup back and drank all the remaining milk in one breath.
"Hey, that's what I drank..." Ji Zeyu widened his eyes slightly, "Don't you dislike it?"
"It's not the same side." Qi Aodong said calmly, "You must finish your drink next time."
Ji Zeyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll go back first, thank you."
After Ji Zeyu left, Qi Aodong felt the remaining warmth of the milk in his palms, his facial expression changed from soft to a little cold, and his eyes became dim.
He wanted to ask about the relationship between Ji Zeyu and Lu Nanyun, but he had no position.
Soon, Ji Zeyu and Lu Nanyun will become teammates, and he is just a poor guy who is stuck outside his debut position.
After Ji Zeyu returned to the dormitory, Lu Nanyun looked the same as usual. He quietly put the shirt back on Lu Nanyun's bed, whispered thank you, and then ran away to take a shower.
During the whole process, Lu Nanyun just looked at him flatly.
Ji Zeyu even suspected that the fragile Lu Nanyun on the balcony was an illusion.
After all, how could someone as proud as Lu Nanyun show the expression of an abandoned pet dog
In the days that followed, Lu Nanyun's behavior was calm and normal, and he seemed to have been relieved a long time ago. Ji Zeyu didn't have time to worry about it, because rehearsals for the finals started soon.
Ji Zeyu and Luo Ming teamed up to prepare for a double stage performance.
I thought that the cooperation between the two would be easier, at least saving a lot of time in rehearsing the formation, but things seemed to be different from what Ji Zeyu had imagined.
The singing and rap parts of the song "Healing Traces" are not difficult, and the dance part is quite simple when taken apart. Although Ji Zeyu and Luo Ming have very different personalities, they are both players who practice hard and have the same strength. Very strong, they quickly mastered their song and dance parts, and they all performed well.
However, when Ji Zeyu finished dancing and started trying to cooperate with Luo Ming, a problem occurred -
There was no tacit understanding between the two.
After watching the rehearsal of the two dancing together, the dance teacher showed a puzzled expression. She said: "You two are very good at your own parts, how come you are so... incompatible together?"
It was obviously a pas de deux full of ambiguous hormones, but Ji Zeyu and Luo Ming were like two straight men, showing no stage tension at all.
After the teacher pointed out the problem, Ji Zeyu felt a little depressed. During the break, he walked up to Luo Ming and said to him, "Stop resting. Get up and continue practicing."
"Isn't that right, Sir? Isn't it illegal to drink water?" Luo Ming's eyes widened.
"Our cooperation is so bad, how can we have time to rest." Ji Zeyu looked at him and said.
Luo Ming said helplessly: "Brother, I have only practiced for two days. How good do you want the results to be?"
"Isn't two days long?" Ji Zeyu opened his eyes slightly, "I can finish the formation with five people in two days."
Luo Ming sighed, raised his head and drank the drink. He threw the bottle aside, lifted up his dirty orange hair, tied a small knot on the back of his head, revealing his whole handsome face, and got up from the ground.
"I'm convinced." Luo Ming said as he walked towards the center of the dance room, "There are only two of us. There is no such thing as captain. You are more terrifying than the captain."
Although Luo Ming said no, he quickly got into the mood after the music started, and his eyes and body quickly found the feeling.
But…
The cooperation between the two people still doesn't work, and there is no spark in the collision.
It's like two straight guys accidentally bumping into each other in a bar and awkwardly dancing together on the dance floor.
Ji Zeyu thought helplessly, how could this happen
Ji Zeyu thought about the reason carefully. Although he had experience in pas de deux in his previous life, this was the first time he danced this kind of dance with a man.
And he's still an enemy.
The two practiced several more times, but they didn't like each other.
"Stop, stop, stop." Luo Ming frowned and called out, and said to Ji Zeyu, "This action is to ask you to put your hands on my waist. It is not asking you to deliver my baby. Why are you using so much force?"
"I used force? Why didn't you say you didn't eat?" Ji Zeyu glared at him unconvinced, "Also, don't you think the way you shook your hips just now looked like a pregnant woman? It's my fault that your posture is wrong."
The two began to smear each other like schoolchildren.
Luo Ming said unhappily: "Pregnant woman? Are you blind? It's obviously your posture that's wrong. Brother, I'm a professional, okay?"
"You're a professional. I think you might as well have a baby. Maybe you can dance better than you after landing."
"I'm sorry that I can't give birth to anyone!"
"Stop talking nonsense and keep practicing." Ji Zeyu was angry and funny when he encountered this kind of creature for the first time.
After the two trained, Ji Zeyu felt more tired than ever before. For him and a male partner to develop a sense of tacit understanding and stage tension in a pas de deux, it was simply a terrifying unknown territory. What was even more terrifying was that the two disliked each other, and all discussions without exception turned into cross talk.
"Maybe we are really not suitable for this dance." The dirty orange hair on Luo Ming's head drooped dejectedly, "How about we change it to a ballroom dance?"
"Don't say depressing words." Ji Zeyu said weakly, but in his mind he was thinking about the possibility of adapting "Healing Mark" into a ballroom dance.
"I'm going to have dinner first. I'll practice alone in the evening. I'll see you tomorrow." Luo Ming waved his hand, supported his sore waist and left, "And you really don't grab my waist next time, you I’m not afraid of being accused by my fans of eating my shit.”
"Where did I exert my strength?" Ji Zeyu realized that the two of them were about to start fighting each other again, so he ended the topic in time, "Forget it, go away, I don't want to see you now."
After his enemy left, Ji Zeyu sighed and was about to continue practicing when he saw Qi Aodong at the door.
"Do you want to eat?" Qi Aodong looked up at Ji Zeyu and seemed to have been waiting at the door for a while.
Ji Zeyu scratched his head: "I want to practice a little longer, because the rehearsal effect is not satisfactory..."
Qi Aodong walked into the dance room, looked at Ji Zeyu and said, "I just saw it, it's really not good."
Ji Zeyu was stunned for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Maybe Luo Ming and I don't get along."
"Maybe you and he are not used to this kind of dance." Qi Aodong said, "From my point of view, this song is really not suitable for you."
Ji Zeyu sighed: "There is no way, I have to continue practicing if it is not suitable..."
Qi Aodong stared at Ji Zeyu for a while, remained silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly said: "Let me help you."
Ji Zeyu looked at him blankly: "How...how can you help me?"
"Help you find the feeling." Qi Aodong walked to the center of the dance room and stood, facing the huge wall mirror, and said slowly, "In this way, you may be able to understand the secret of the pas de deux."
Ji Zeyu said gratefully: "Wow, Aodong, you are so kind..."
In fact, Ji Zeyu just wanted to try to find feelings, but was ruthlessly interrupted and destroyed by Luo Ming every time. He still doesn't know how to express the emotion of this song.
Since Qi Aodong came to help, of course he wanted it.
Ji Zeyu demonstrated the dance moves to Qi Aodong, and then said: "You don't have to dance with me completely, just practice a few important parts. Maybe I can find the feeling."
Qi Aodong gave a low "hmm" and looked at Ji Zeyu with a deep look: "I understand."
The music started, and Qi Aodong quickly entered the role. He lowered his eyes slightly, then raised his eyes to look at the wall mirror after a moment.
Qi Aodong cooperated with Ji Zeyu's movements. Although his actions were not as standard as Luo Ming's, they gave Ji Zeyu a completely different feeling.
Ji Zeyu couldn't explain why. He just felt like he was immersed in Qi Aodong's beautiful single-lidded eyes and could be brought into his world at any time.
When the dance reaches its most exciting point, Ji Zeyu needs to grab Qi Aodong's waist from behind.
This clip is very short, but Ji Zeyu never finished it well.
This time, Ji Zeyu's fingers touched Qi Aodong's slim waist, and suddenly he felt that everything seemed different.
Qi Aodong slightly arched his legs so that his height was the same as Ji Zeyu's, and then turned his head to look to his side.
Ji Zeyu could only see Qi Aodong's profile and the slightly raised corners of his eyes, but he was immersed in his eyes again.
Before they knew it, the two of them had successfully completed the dance.
Ji Zeyu couldn't believe that this was his and Qi Aodong's first rehearsal.
"It's amazing..." Ji Zeyu murmured to himself, "Is it because we have cooperated before, so there is a tacit understanding?"
"No." Qi Aodong looked at Ji Zeyu and said calmly, "It's because of the eyes."
Ji Zeyu was stunned.
Qi Aodong stood in front of Ji Zeyu, suddenly moved forward and looked directly into his eyes.
Ji Zeyu fell into those single-lidded eyes again. He only thought Qi Aodong's eyes were beautiful in the past, but now he discovered more details - his eyelashes were very long, his eyes were big, and his pupils were like ink...
"Like this," Qi Aodong's voice called Ji Zeyu out of his daze, "use your eyes to guide your partner. No matter what happens on the stage, you can only have each other in your eyes."
If Ji Zeyu's dance partner is Lu Nanyun or someone else, Qi Aodong is not willing to tell him this method.
But fortunately, his partner was Luo Ming, and there was no ambiguity between the two, so Qi Aodong said it with confidence - although he regretted it for a long time later.
"I understand." Ji Zeyu felt enlightened, "Aodong, you are so awesome. I wish I could be your teammate in the future."
Looking at Ji Zeyu's adoring and expectant eyes, Qi Aodong said nothing and walked to the door after a moment: "Let's go eat."
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From an angle that Ji Zeyu couldn't see, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
After dinner, Ji Zeyu originally wanted to take a good rest before going to the dance studio to practice, but the director's staff suddenly found him.
Ji Zeyu looked at the staff member who was holding a handheld camera and a mysterious smile on his face. He was stunned and suddenly realized something. He asked: "Could it be that... you want me to shoot a vlog?"
"Correct answer!" The staff happily handed the handheld camera into his hand, "Please finish it well."
Ji Zeyu took the camera and nodded: "No problem." It wasn't difficult for him to take pictures of daily life, as long as the vlog didn't contain clips of him and Luo Ming quarreling.
"Oh, by the way," the staff member was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and added, "We held a fan vote last week and they wanted to see you record a special piece of content."
An alarm bell rang in Ji Zeyu's mind: "Special content? What content?"
"It's not that special. It's just that too many scenes of you and your roommates were cut out, and the fans were making a fuss." The staff scratched their heads and said, "We contacted Xingyu and thought it was still necessary to let them go." As everyone knows, you actually get along well with your roommates."
In fact, it was the directing team that was scolded so badly by fans, saying that they had "cut off" Ji Zeyu's dormitory life. Some anti-fans also took the opportunity to spread rumors that Ji Zeyu didn't get along well with his roommates and was ostracized.
Therefore, the director team hoped to take this opportunity to calm down the fans' anger, but they also had to take into account the thoughts of Xingyu's president, so after discussion, the plan was approved.
"What exactly is it?" The more Ji Zeyu thought about it, the more something was wrong.
"The fans want to see you take turns saying good night to your roommates before going to bed." The staff calmly said the words that shocked Ji Zeyu, "No other requirements, you can leave after saying good night."
Originally, there were sections such as "calling roommates to wake up" and "feeding roommates snacks", but Mr. Ji rejected it, leaving only this link.
"Say... good night?" Ji Zeyu looked confused, "Why do fans want to see this?"
Staff: "Of course I want to see your daily life with your brothers."
"What's so good about this?" Ji Zeyu couldn't imagine saying good night to Lu Nanyun.
The staff member wondered: "Xiao Ji, I just want you to say good night. Can't you even say this?"
Ji Zeyu said calmly and deeply: "I'm sorry that I can't say good night."
"There's no point in apologizing. Just remember to record it. It's only for these few days." The staff member gave an encouraging look, "Come on, Ji Xiaoyu!"