The top idol is not a substitute GL MTL

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 【ah? ]

[I see that's how it's done in the videos? 】

As if worried that Yan Xuan would not believe her words, Xunmu also attached several videos after posting this message.

Full of cat videos.

One is cuter than the other.

After Yan Xuan clicked into the video, her eyes never left.

Sure enough, cloud sucking cats is the happiest thing.

You don't have to be afraid of being scratched by a cat, and you don't have to worry about raising a cat badly.

After a while, after watching all the videos, Yan Xuan quit the video.

At this time, Xunmu sent her another message on the chat interface.

[I learned from them, they are more dogs. 】

Yan Xuan thinks that Xunmu is quite cute, and she said this as if she was suing.

But looking back at the content of the video, what she said seems to be true.

One of the videos she remembers most is that a girl is working, and there is a puppet cat lying on the desk. She takes out the cat teaser and teases the cat perfunctorily, and then retracts the teaser before the cat reacts. Great.

Looking at the puppet cat's eyes from bewilderment to mourning, Yan Xuan can even feel the cat's inner monologue——

thank you for taking the time to perfunctory.

In such a comparison, Xunmu is not bad.

After Xunmu sent so many messages, Yan Xuan had no reason not to reply, so she briefly commented on the video.

The other party responded quickly, and when Yan Xuan came to her senses, some new videos appeared on the screen.

Subconsciously, Yan Xuan clicked in again.

As she expected, it was full of all kinds of cat videos, and her heart melted.

The wind at night suddenly became colder, and a gust of wind blew past, Yan Xuan reacted a little.

She seems to be in a better mood.

Before coming to the rooftop, I was a little depressed, but now I am cured by Maomao.

Looking at it this way, it seems that she should also thank Xunmu.

Yan Xuan flipped through the previous chat records, and forwarded all the lyrics, music and explanations sent by Xunmu to Zhou Xiang for her to have a look.

After reposting, Yan Xuan saw Xunmu talking about her orange cat, so she casually asked:

【Does the cat have a name? ]

Xunmu: [It's called citrus, a small citrus. ]

[ nice to hear. 】

Yan Xuan prefers oranges among the types of fruits, and the image of this cat fits the name very well.

So I have a better impression of cats.

Afterwards, Xunmu changed the topic to the new song, and the two chatted for a few words before giving up.

At this moment, Yan Xuan's mood was almost better, so she got off the rooftop and returned to the box.

The hot air in the box was in contrast to the cold wind on the roof.

As soon as she entered the box, Yan Xuan was dragged by the students to play games.

It wasn't until late at night that everyone left.

In the morning of the next day, the program group assigned the team members for the second performance, and the students selected according to the popularity of the off-site voting.

The top eight most popular players can select teammates to form a team, and then choose songs.

Since the four players who have been promoted have not yet decided the winner, this selection is risky. If they are eliminated in the selection a day later, the team that chooses them will have one less person.

It's bad for them.

The students also knew this truth, so at the end of the selection, there were only four people who were temporarily promoted.

The last four groups selected had no choice but to accept one of them.

After allocating, start selecting songs.

In the afternoon, after instructing the students' dance moves, Yan Xuan sat down on the mat in the dance practice room.

I was bored listening to the instructions of other instructors.

Suddenly, Yan Xuan's phone rang.

It's Ji Yao's call.

Yesterday Ji Yao told her in advance that he would come to her today, so he probably guessed that Ji Yao had already arrived at the door at this moment.

So as soon as I got on the phone, I whispered to them: "I'll go out for a while."

I didn't tell anyone specifically, but just explained casually.

Without waiting for other instructors to respond, Yan Xuan left the door.

Before going out, she was still answering the words of Ji Yao on the opposite side -

"I'll come out soon."

"Wait for me there."

Song Xiangsi looked at Yan Xuan's back when she left, and remembered the name she heard on the rooftop last night.

Her instincts are always right.

It must be Ji Yao who can make Yan Xuan go out to pick her up.

The love at the age of seventeen was the most unforgettable for her.

Song Xiangsi lowered her eyes and twitched the corners of her mouth.

A little dazed.

Every contact between Yan Xuan and Ji Yao will deepen the possibility of the two being together.

But she can't seem to do anything.

When Yan Xuan arrived at the gate, she saw Ji Yao chatting with the security guard.

Seeing her, he smiled and waved to her.

The smile is much brighter than when we met again.

Indistinctly, he has the appearance of his youth.

But when she met Ji Yao's eyes, Yan Xuan knew that Ji Yao was no longer the girl she was when she was young.

I don't know what she has experienced in these years that made her eyes less bright and clear.

Yan Xuan didn't believe that people said that one can see a person's character and state through their eyes.

Later, after several years in the entertainment industry, she witnessed many changes.

Some people's eyes were pure and innocent when they first entered the circle, but after staying in Vanity Fair for a long time, they were also blinded by greed, and their eyes were no longer as clean as when they first met.

So, how valuable it is to meet a sincere person.

Once Yan Xuan also considered herself lucky.

"Xiaoxuan." Ji Yao walked up to Yan Xuan and called her.

Yan Xuan smiled and asked, "Why do you have the time to come and play today?"

Ji Yao shook his head and said seriously, "I don't want to come to play, I miss you, so I came to see you.

" One sound, I didn't expect Ji Yao to say that he missed her.

She remembered that Ji Yao was quite taciturn when they first met again, and it was only a few days, why did Ji Yao suddenly change his temper again?

"I was too busy with work a while ago, so I was not in a good mood, and I didn't expect to meet you again. I was a little worried about inferiority, so I kept silent." It seemed that she knew what

Yan Xuan was thinking . , Ji Yao took the initiative to explain.

Yan Xuan sensitively grasped a key word from her words.

"Inferiority?"

She didn't quite understand why Ji Yao would say such words.

"Well," Ji Yao smiled lightly, looked at her and said seriously, "Because the person I like is so good, but I have nothing and am not ready, so I couldn't help feeling inferior when I first met you." Yan Xuan was

stunned I froze for a moment.

the person I like?

The last time she heard these two words from Ji Yao's mouth was the evening self-study on the eve of graduation from the third year of high school.

When he was in school, Ji Yao told her that he liked her many times. The first time he heard Ji Yao's confession was on the school radio.

After that, I heard that she was severely punished by the dean.

But in her heart, these things are already in the past, and sometimes she thinks about it because it is a memory of her high school.

She does not deny that she has ever been moved, but it is only once.

The reason why she was able to use her previous feelings as a shield with peace of mind was only because she thought Ji Yao had let go.

After that phone call, in her opinion, there would be no other possibilities for the two of them.

The seventeen-year-old heartbeat only stayed at the seventeen-year-old.

After being dazed for a moment, Yan Xuan replied in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

"Don't reject me just yet." Ji Yao's voice tinged with coquetry.

Yan Xuan was silent for a few seconds, and then replied: "Sorry, I'm not suitable for dealing with relationship problems now."

Yan Xuan who returned to the dance studio was a little silent.

She remembered Ji Yao's words before leaving—

"It's okay, I can wait."

"I'm going to start chasing you, please don't treat me as a friend forever." Yan Xuan

sighed, she suddenly liked the first meeting It was time for the taciturn Ji Yao.

She only has friendship with Ji Yao now.

Otherwise, don't contact me.

This thought flashed through Yan Xuan's mind.

I feel a little cruel again.

Looking back, she didn't understand why she could be so cold and heartless in high school.

Now she can't.

"Teacher Yan Xuan, do you think this student is not good? Why did you suddenly sigh?" Song Zhi asked suddenly.

Yan Xuan came back to look at the students who were singing and dancing in front of them.

Shaking his head: "She dances pretty well, but I'm just not in a good mood."

"Not in a good mood? What's the matter?"

Song Zhi's questioning didn't get an answer.

The whispered conversation between the two reached Song Xiangsi's ears.

She glanced at Yan Xuan next to her, but saw her resting her chin in her hand, staring at the students in a daze.

what happened?

Are you unhappy meeting Ji Yao?

Before Song Xiangsi could figure out how to comfort her, she heard a commotion outside the door.

Everyone in the dance studio looked out the window.

"Happy birthday, Teacher Song Zhi!"

A group of students came in from outside the door, headed by Guzheng, and she held a birthday cake in her hand.

It says happy birthday to Mr. Song Zhi.

Next to them was the filming director.

Before coming, Gu Zhengzheng told the follow-up filming director what they were going to do, and the following filming director felt that this section could be cut into the tidbits, so they followed them together and filmed all the way.

"Mr. Song Zhi, is your birthday?" Ying Lian asked in surprise.

Yan Xuan was also surprised. Logically speaking, the program team would have prepared for this kind of thing in advance, but there was no movement at all.

"Is it my birthday?" Song Zhi scratched his head, and then remembered, "It seems to be my birthday in the Gregorian calendar."

Song Zhi has always only celebrated the lunar calendar birthday, and even the information on Baidu Encyclopedia is written in the lunar calendar.

I don't know how these children know about his birthday in the Gregorian calendar.

However, he couldn't let down the hearts of the students.

So he smiled and nodded: "Thank you, thank you."

The person next to him moved a table and placed it in the middle of the dance practice room.

Gu Zhengzheng put the cake on top and said, "Happy birthday, teacher, let's blow out the candles and make a wish."

The cake was not too big or too small, it seemed to be only about thirty sizes, not enough for so many people.

I don't know how they got this cake in this closed environment.

"Teacher Yan Xuan, this is a gift that fans want to give you." Song Zhi who was at the side was dumbfounded when Gu Zheng Zheng said this.

Isn't it his birthday?

Guzheng handed Yan Xuan a beautiful little bag, and he didn't know what was in it.

After that, Guzheng gave a bag to several other instructors, saying that it was all the students' wishes.

"Teacher, hurry up and cut the cake. If we don't eat it, you can eat it."

Seeing the students so happy, Song Zhi couldn't refuse their kindness.

It's even worse to tell them that the director may talk to them tomorrow.

Song Zhi didn't have the habit of making wishes, so he just divided the cake into pieces and gave each person a piece as much as possible.

"Teacher Yan Xuan, why don't you eat?" Ying Lian asked suddenly.

Yan Xuan looked at the cake in her hand, and faintly felt that something was wrong, but she didn't know why.

Song Xiangsi took a bite of the cake, stopped suddenly, and hurriedly said: "Don't..."

But before she finished speaking, Yan Xuan had already bitten the cake, it tasted like mango.

A wave of nausea welled up in my heart.

Whether it was on purpose or not, Ying Lian opened the gift bag in her hand, took out a box of mangoes, and even handed it to her with a smile for her to taste.

From between the lips and teeth to the surrounding is full of rich mango flavor.

Yan Xuan couldn't bear it anymore and ran out of the dance practice room.