MTL - Raiders Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]-Chapter 108 Jinjiang Literature City 108

Chu Qianze, as the first, has the right to select candidates, but he himself is A-level, considering the average performance level, he cannot choose players of the same level. So this time, everyone is in different groups.

After the rehearsal, Chu Qianze walked out of the practice room, went directly to the opposite room, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door was opened, he rushed to the door to say hello, said. "Have you practiced?"

Rong Jinghe opened the door, "Almost."

"Then I'll wait for you here?" Chu Qianze turned his back against the door frame next to him.

"No, I'll let them practice on their own, just wait a bit." Rong Jinghe turned his head and prepared to explain the situation to the team members.

"Brother Jing, we all know, hurry back." One person said.

"Yes, Brother Jing, we can train by ourselves later, you should also pay attention to rest."

"Hmmm, rest is important. Save your energy and save it for the performance."

Hearing this, Rong Jinghe paused for a moment as he pulled the door: "Then I'll go first, come on."

"Go go go."

Picking up his satchel, he walked outside and closed the door. Standing in front of Chu Qianze, "It's all right now."

"Then let's go." Chu Qianze took the lead and walked outside.

Rong Jinghe took a few steps to keep up, "Actually, I can do it by myself."

"Seriously?"

Chu Qianze glanced at the man's state, gave an assessment, tilted his head and said, "Dancing again today?"

"Hmm..." For some reason, Rong Jinghe felt a little guilty. "Because someone's actions were wrong, I'll demonstrate a little."

"Be careful, I believe you know what you know." Chu Qianze said.

As far as this person can walk, he can cause a back injury. Dancing is very dangerous. If something happens accidentally, the show will not continue to participate.

Rong Jinghe raised his eyes to observe the expressions of the people next to him, but could not draw any conclusions.

"I'm careful, I'll pay attention next time."

"Your division of labor is arranged?" Chu Qianze didn't bother about it, and changed the topic.

"Yes, this time I will be in charge of the vocal part and minimize the dance moves." Seeing that he came to the bedroom, Rong Jinghe opened the door and let the other party go in first.

Chu Qianze was not polite, walked directly into the room, and sat down at his seat.

Hong and Ye Lunyuan are still rehearsing, so there are only two of them. "You go take a shower first, I'll see what the instructions say."

After a while, Rong Jinghe came out of the bathroom and asked, "Start now?"

Chu Qianze: "Yeah, finish it early, how do you want to get here?"

"The bottom is not very convenient, why don't you go up, please." Rong Jinghe put the essence water on the table.

"Alright, you don't mind if I go to your bed." Chu Qianze said.

"I don't dislike it." Saying that, Rong Jinghe climbed up from the handrail next to him and swung the bed curtain up, making sure that it wouldn't block anyone.

"Come up."

"You put the box on first,"

Chu Qianze lifted the box in his hand, and after Rong Jinghe took it up, he stepped on the crossbar and climbed the net.

"Be careful, don't fall." Rong Jinghe reminded.

Although they are all on the bunk now, but after all, the direction is different, and the other party is probably not used to it.

"You underestimate me too." Chu Qianze climbed up from the escalator, turned and nestled inside.

Chu Qianze saw that the other party's legs were bent, and in order to make room for himself, he also held the big box in his arms, he couldn't help but laugh: "This place is quite big, it's okay to come over."

"It's fine."

The distance between the two is too close, Rong Jinghe couldn't hold back and gave way to the side, but there was no place left.

Seeing this man sitting still, Chu Qianze said: "You lie down first, otherwise how do you cup?"

After speaking, bring the box that contains the stuff.

There is not much space for the single bed. In order to make room for people, Chu Qianze leaned on the railing next to him and stood up.

Wait for the person to lie down, then squat next to him: "Put up the clothes."

Rong Jinghe took off his shirt, his back line is very smooth, and his muscles are very well-proportioned due to dance practice.

It is very suitable for cupping.

Seeing that the other party is lying down, Chu Qianze said: "According to the above, I will scrape it with essential oil first, and then cup it for you."

In response, Rong Jinghe stopped moving.

time."

"I don't have a watch." Rong Jinghe said.

"It's a coincidence, I didn't bring it either." Chu Qianze sat next to him with his legs bent, raised his hand and scratched his hair.

"I'm too lazy to climb down, let's do the math and let go when it's almost time."

Rong Jinghe lay on the pillow and responded in a low voice.

The atmosphere is so good now that I can't help but relax.

"I wrote another word recently." He changed the subject.

"Huh? What's it like."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Chu Qianze asked casually, resting his elbow on the railing next to him.

"I don't remember the specifics. The book is under the pillow, with 23 pages, you can read it for yourself." Probably because he is in a very comfortable state now, Rong Jinghe is a little sleepy.

"Then I'll take it directly." Chu Qianze thought it was funny, but he moved to Rong Jinghe's side, wanting to take the notebook.

Because of this person's sudden approach, the sleepy worm that just emerged shrank back, and Rong Jinghe opened one eye: "It's the pillow at my feet."

Yes, he put a pillow at the head of the bed.

"You use the notebook to stand up?" Chu Qianze sat back, lifted the pillow, and laid the notebook on it.

"It was put there by the way last night, it's not usually like this." Rong Jinghe buried his head again and said vaguely: "32 pages, you can read it yourself."

"How many pages?"

Chu Qianze said and opened the book.

"Hmm...what." Rong Jinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyelids were fighting.

Drowsiness is this.

"Forget it, I'll find it myself." Chu Qianze opened the book at will, and the result went directly to page 23.

It is not the same as the overall style, and there is a shallow crease next to it.

This doesn't seem to be lyrics, it's more like an essay or something, and it seems to be me?

The text is not long, and the moment you glance at it, it will be recorded directly. While the relevant information is reflected in the brain, the brain processes the information.

[He is so dazzling, I want him to fly into the sky and out of the world. ]

His eyes swept across this line of words, Chu Qianze glanced at the person next to him, and couldn't help but smirk. Seeing that the man seemed to be asleep, he didn't speak, but turned to the back page.

Here are the lyrics that Rong Jinghe said, about everyone being a trainee, training for public performances, and working hard to prove themselves and show the best performance to everyone. Indeed, as the other party said, there are still areas that need to be refined, but the basic emotions are already there.

Chu Qianze sat against the wall, holding the book in his hand, and read it again.

The house is very quiet, only the sound of people's shallow breathing.

The words fell, and found that the bedroom was empty, and couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Where are the people? Where have they gone." Frightened by this voice, Rong Jinghe almost jumped up in shock, but was caught by Chu Qianze held it down in time.

Chu Qianze stuck his head out and said angrily, "People are here. What's your name?

Hong walked over, folded his arms, raised his head and said, "Why are you in Brother Jing's bed, be careful I tell Brother Jing!"

"It's a coincidence, your brother Jing is here too." Chu Qianze raised his eyebrows.

"You two are single men, it's okay to be alone in one room, but you're still on the same bed?!" Hong's eyebrows shifted upward, the lines on his forehead were clearly visible, his expression deteriorated, he laughed twice: "I'm coming too!"

Speaking, grab the bar and climb.

"Wait, look over there first." Chu Qianze pointed his finger to the left.

"What?" Hong looked in the direction and saw nothing.

"Help me see what time it is." Chu Qianze said.

Hong Oh snorted, walked over and glanced, and said the time.

"Fifteen minutes must have passed, I unplugged these."

Chu Qianze said, pulled one of them down, and poked on it. "This purple is very powerful."

Rong Jinghe shivered and couldn't help laughing: "Don't poke, it's itchy."

"In this way," Chu Qianze expressed understanding, and directly took down the rest, and finally poked it.

Rong Jinghe bent into a group and shuddered with laughter: "Did you do it on purpose?"

He kicked him sideways.

Hong stood below, feeling that he was being ignored, and said unwillingly: "So fun? I want to cup too!"

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Qianze asked Hong, raising his hand to block the attack of the person next to him.

No.

Hong pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up: "My neck hurts so badly recently, please unplug it for me."

"So,"

Seeing this man's small expression in his eyes, Chu Qianze really lost his temper, and after packing the box, he handed it to the other party: "Well, then."

Is this for me?

Hong took the things, saw the two walking down, and then watched them sit in their seats.

What's next? How about cupping for me?

"Hey, thank you Brother Chu!" Hong came to his chair and sat upright like a student in class.

"It's done, don't move. Call me in fifteen minutes." Chu Qianze clapped his hands, saw Rong Jinghe staring at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Have you just finished reading the lyrics?" Rong Jinghe asked tentatively.

He suddenly remembered that there were other things written in his notebook.

"I read it, looking forward to the full version." Chu Qianze said.

The expression is natural and the manner is calm, no different from usual.

I didn't see it...and yes, the whole content is so coincidental.

Rong Jinghe said lightly, "Well, I'll show you when it's written."

When Ye Lunjuan came back, he saw Hong carrying seven or eight jars on his neck, and the old grandfather was sitting on the chair while playing with his mobile phone, but holding the cupping instructions in his hand.

"You are this?" Ye Lunjue felt puzzled.

"What about cupping, there are just a few more, do you want to try it?" Chu Qianze asked.

So, the next day, several people appeared in the practice room with several cupping marks on their bodies.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Tsujiko 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Akai; 10 bottles of Lu Xingci; 5 bottles of maniac and Dinghe