Chapter 17 Bet, kick the iron plate!(1/2)
Class F training room.
Lou Shuyun saw Jiang Nan coming and lay back crookedly.
I just felt that all the muscles in my body were sore.
"I'm dying. I've only been at the base for a few days, and I feel like my appetite has doubled. Not even an hour after I finished eating, I'm hungry again."
Jiang Nan pushed the packaged dessert in front of her and said, "Try it."
"Holy shit, where did this dessert come from?"
Lou Shuyun's eyes went straight, he swallowed twice, he couldn't wait to take two mouthfuls with a spoon and put them into his mouth, with tears in his eyes.
"This is too delicious."
Jiang Nan said lazily: "I got it from Liang Jingzhi."
With a "pop" sound, the dessert in Lou Shuyun's mouth fell directly.
His pure black and white eyes widened slightly.
"What? Why did the good Actor Liang suddenly give you dessert?"
Jiang Nan chewed a piece of candy in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile, "Maybe it's a thank you gift."
Lou Shuyun: "?"
Jiang Nan tapped his fingers on his knees nonchalantly.
The tone was slightly elongated, "He was diagnosed with dry fever and reminded to go to the hospital."
Lou Shuyun: "???"
Dry fever?
What the hell.
Jiang Nan yawned lazily.
Stand up.
One leg was slightly bent, "Okay, I'll go back to the dormitory and take a shower first."
"Jiang Jiang, if you don't practice any more, there will be an exam tomorrow." Lou Shuyun also stood up and pursed his lips.
She said two days ago that she wanted to teach Jiang Nan, but Jiang Nan said no, he already knew it.
But these days, she didn't see Jiang Nan skipping either.
Jiang Nan is good at everything, but he likes to brag, which makes him really sad.
"No practice, I'm sleepy." Jiang Nan waved his hand towards Lou Shuyun, and his figure quickly disappeared into the training room.
***
One o'clock in the morning.
Jiang Nan heard the door ring softly and reflexively opened her eyes.
In the night, the girl's eyes were full of vigilance.
When he saw Lou Shuyun, he quickly suppressed his emotions.
Jiang Nan yawned, with a few red bloodshot eyes.
His voice became hoarse due to sleepiness, "Why did you come back so late?"
When Lou Shuyun heard the sound, his heart trembled, and he felt a little guilty when he realized it, "Did I wake you up?"
Jiang murmured "It's okay" and soon listened to the sound of water running from the bathroom and closed his eyes again.
Fifteen minutes later, Lou Shuyun walked out quietly again.
There are still thirteen hours left before the assessment.
It is said that after the theme song is rated, there will be a theme song stage performance show, which is also their first stage in Idol 101. They will be positioned according to the rating.
Class A will occupy the best position.
The people in Class F can only be reduced to backgrounds, and they don’t even have a single lens.
If there are too few shots, it will directly affect the popularity.
The audience voting will naturally vary a lot.
Therefore, even though it is already one o'clock in the morning, all the training rooms are still brightly lit.
Lou Shuyun took a bath and felt much more awake.
The training room was too crowded and now even more noisy, so she simply found an open space downstairs.
Sing and practice at the same time.
I forgot a lot of dance moves in the middle, so I could only pick them up haphazardly.
As soon as I picked up the action, I forgot my vocal range when I sang.
In a hurry.
"Ouch, who do I think this is?"
Suddenly, there was the sound of slow footsteps.
His voice was harsh and full of wind, "It turns out to be my good sister Lou Shuyun."
Lou Shuyun stopped dancing and looked at Lou Xingmeng, whose facial features were somewhat similar to his own, without saying a word.
Lou Xingmeng has a somewhat narrow face and a somewhat mean demeanor. He is wearing the pink uniform of Class A, and his arrogance cannot be concealed in every move he makes.
younger sister?
Lou Shuyun only felt disgusted.
The child born from her father's affair was actually one year older than her.
How ironic.
Lou Xingmeng's wrists hung naturally.
He walked closer to Lou Shuyun step by step, bumped half of her body, and smiled frivolously,
"What talent do you have that you don't know about? There will be an assessment tomorrow. No matter how good you are at your level, you will still be in Class F."
"Talent cannot determine everything." Lou Shuyun's eyes were filled with coldness, he gritted his teeth stubbornly, and looked at Lou Xingmeng for a moment.
"If you don't rely on talent to produce the theme song for three days, how can you rely on some bullshit hard work?"
Lou Xingmeng laughed sarcastically.
"If I were you, I would just give up to avoid embarrassment."
Lou Shuyun's fingertips turned white when pinched, and his eyes turned a little red, "Although my talent is not as good as yours, I will one day surpass you."
Lou Xingmeng burst out laughing.
He raised his head slightly and spoke in a condescending tone.
"Don't wait for one day. If you are not convinced, the rating of the theme song assessment will be higher than mine."
Lou Shuyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips and said nothing.
"OK."
A lazy voice suddenly sounded.
Jiang Nan held his hands in his pockets and approached slowly, with one leg bent.
His stance was as lazy as ever.
Looking up is an extremely eye-catching face.
"What's the point of just talking? Let's make a bet."
"Jiang Jiang, aren't you sleeping? Why are you here all of a sudden?" Lou Shuyun was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly and lowered his voice to introduce Jiang Nan, "This is Lou Xingmeng, from Class A."
Jiang Nan glanced at Lou Xingmeng's name sticker out of the corner of his eye.
He squinted his eyes.
It turned out to be her.
"Sure enough, you can make friends with the same people. You can bet."
Lou Xingmeng glanced at Jiang Nan, flicked her nails, and smiled coldly.
"If Lou Shuyun gets an A in the assessment for the theme song, I will kneel down and apologize. If she doesn't get an A, she will quit the show and get out of there as far as she can."
Lou Shuyun looked at Jiang Nan, and then at Lou Xingmeng, supported his waist, and shouted forcefully, "Just bet, no one is afraid of whom!"
You cannot lose the battle if you lose.
Jiang Nan's hand rubbed the back of his neck.
The ends of the upturned eyes are a bit cold, and the black eyes are bottomless.
To be continued...