All male gods are academic masters [boy group]

Chapter 16

The shooting of the MV cannot be completed overnight. Liang Zheng and Wen Ci nervously filmed for a whole day, and only a few scattered scenes were shot, and the next day will be over.

The two of them, who had been tired all day, had completely turned into useless meows. Once they entered the room, they wished they could just lie on the ground.

Wen Ci was naturally just thinking about it, he wouldn't do it.

But Liang Zheng was different. With a flick of his shoes, he took two steps and fell down on the soft sofa and began to lie down.

Wen Ci neatly arranged the shoes that the two had taken off and put them in the shoe cabinet, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully before coming to the side of the "corpse" on the sofa, and said disgustedly: "If you don't take off your coat, you can't take it off." Lying on the sofa?"

Liang Zheng hugged the pillow on the sofa and rolled, "I'm tired! So tired, so tired!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly sat up, grabbed Wen Ci's arm, and said while shaking: "Wen Xiaoci, are you tired?"

Wen Ci said unhappily: "I'm tired!"

After finishing speaking, he tried to pull his arm out of this man's hand as soon as he exerted force, but unexpectedly, this man's strength was really strong, and he was still pulled firmly after struggling for a long time.

Wen Ci said helplessly: "What are you doing?"

Liang Zheng shook his head: "Why not!"

Wen Ci: "... let go!"

Liang Zheng's fine peach eyes were almost lost by laughter: "Let me tug for a while! I won't be tired after tugging for a while!"

Warm words: "..."

Wen Xiaoci had never seen such a shameless person like Liang Xiaozheng, seeing that he couldn't break free, he simply sat down beside Liang Zheng, and by the way, raised his hand to the teapot on the table to pour himself a cup of tea.

In the end, the tea was not finished, and the teapot was robbed halfway!

Wen Ci was so angry that his teeth itch: "Want to die?"

Liang Zheng smiled "Maitreya Buddha": "I don't want to."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly let go of Wen Ci's hand and got up from the sofa.

"Haven't you heard of 'tea cold hurts the body'?"

Liang Zheng walked into the kitchen and poured out all the cold tea in the teapot, poured another cup of warm water, and put it on the tea coaster in front of Wen Ci.

"What's more, drinking tea at night will affect sleep!" He squatted down, stretched out his hand and pushed the warm water with the coaster towards Wen Ci.

Wen Ci took the water glass and took a sip silently.

When he raised his eyes, Liang Zheng was still looking at him "wistfully". Under the warm lamp, his eyes full of sparkling light were extraordinarily soft, like two beautiful jade stones.

Unable to hold back, Wen Ci reached out and patted Liang Zheng's head like a big dog.

Liang Zheng gritted his teeth: "Are you petting a dog?!"

After speaking, he raised his hand as if he wanted to knock Wen Ci's hand away, but after reaching out, he paused in mid-air, and finally softened into a light pat.

Wen Ci withdrew his hand and handed over the water glass: "You drink some too."

Liang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then took the water glass overjoyed, and took a sip from the place where Wen Ci had sipped: "It's delicious!"

After he finished drinking, he went to see Wen Ci's reaction, thinking that the other party would give him another annoyed stare or something.

However, Wen Ci just smiled gently, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior at all.

Liang Zheng blinked his eyes twice, feeling a little lost in his heart for no reason.

"Okay!" Wen Ci stood up and clapped his hands lightly, "Go to sleep, I have to rush to shoot tomorrow morning!"

"Oh." Liang Zheng reluctantly agreed, seeing Wen Ci really wanted to turn around without hesitation, and said eagerly, "Wait!"

Wen Ci turned around inexplicably, but saw the other party's eyes roll, and suddenly spread his arms, and said brightly: "Kiss, hug and hold high! If you don't hug, you can't go to sleep!"

Wen Ci: "...Get out!"

Liang Xiaozheng, who had been hurt twice by the same person in a short period of time, finally showed his aggrieved face, and walked towards his room step by step.

Wen Ci thought it was funny, and when he turned around, he secretly bent his lips, but unexpectedly, he felt the gust of wind behind him after walking a few steps, and he was hugged from behind!

Wen Ci was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to make a "life and death statement" with the person behind him.

But people who did bad things naturally ran extremely fast, and Liang Xiaozheng rushed to his door in an instant, stood still, turned around, and looked calmly: "Young man, what are you doing? Why don't you go to sleep? Looking at me with murderous eyes?"

Wen Ci took a step back, picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it over!

The pillow brushed past Liang Zheng's hair without touching him at all, but he still exaggeratedly covered his chest and knelt down on one knee, looking in unbearable pain.

Wen Ci: "...Is this because I cultivated my internal strength? Did you get shocked when I hugged the pillow?"

Liang Zheng nodded violently, and waved his hand with difficulty: "Young man is so handsome! But now you hurt me, you still have to be responsible!"

"Oh?" Wen Ci raised his lips and smiled softly, "How do you think I'm responsible?"

Seeing him laughing like this, Liang Zheng felt chills down his back, but he still held on and said, "This...uh, why don't you think about adding the kissing scene back?"

"Okay!"

Wen Ci slowly approached Liang Zheng, quickly bent over and extended his palm, turning the man on his side and pushing him onto the thick cushion in the room behind him.

Liang Zheng was caught off guard by the push, struggled for a while but didn't get up, and watched Wen Xiaoci close the door.

Outside the house, a gentle voice came slowly: "Young man, I think your mind is not right, which is not conducive to cultivation! I will punish you to shut yourself up and think about your mistakes, and reflect on yourself! Don't thank me too much!"

Liang Zheng said "you", but the following words were hidden in the unbearable laughter.

Wen Ci, who was standing outside Liang Zheng's door, couldn't help covering his stomach and laughing at the sound.

In front of Wen Ci, the doorplate engraved with the word "Liang Zheng" swayed slightly.

And behind this door, the sound of that person's laughter fell in his ears.

Just thinking about it, I also know that the peach blossom eyes of that person must be full of water and beautiful now.

Wen Ci secretly said in his heart——

It seems good to have an extra roommate!

But it would be even better if he could take medicine and receive treatment on time! ! !

***

It's nearly ten o'clock, and it's a good time to go to bed!

However, apart from Wen Xiaoci and Liang Xiaozheng who are not diligent "bad boys", there are still good hardworking boys!

In the dance room, the lights were bright, and Zhou Zhou, who taught himself to be diligent, was stunned.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Zhou Zhou looked at Su Linhuai who was still practicing movements in front of the mirror in the dance room, and asked doubtfully.

Su Linhuai turned around when he heard the words, and smiled softly: "There are a few movements I don't know, come and practice."

What he said was vague, but Zhou Zhou understood the meaning.

Although this person has just returned to the team, he can tell that he is a strong person.

But Su Linhuai is very intelligent in all aspects, but he is only a little less talented in dancing.

In fact, it's not that I'm not good at dancing, it's just that my progress is slower compared to others.But this person obviously couldn't accept that he was left behind, so he secretly came to practice while everyone was resting.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Su Linhuai was also surprised to see Zhou Zhou who appeared suddenly, "Are you here to practice dancing too?" Come so late?

"Ah."

Zhou Zhou has a habit of going over what he learned today before going to bed. As a result, when he took the dance class today, he found that he couldn't remember a few movements clearly.

He is not a person who likes to put off tasks until tomorrow, so as soon as he finds a problem, he puts on his clothes and comes to the dance studio.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was not the only one who would come to dance practice so late.

The two of them didn't talk much, and after greeting each other, they each practiced their own.

After a while, Zhou Zhou suddenly looked at Su Linhuai in the mirror and stopped.

Su Linhuai was taken aback by him, and he also stood still and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhou thought for a while, then suddenly pointed at Su Linhuai's arm: "Not high enough."

Su Linhuai thought for a while, then swayed back to the action just now, and raised his arm a little: "Is this so?"

"Yeah." Zhou Zhou was satisfied now, and nodded.

However, he seemed to be no longer ready to practice, but asked Su Linhuai for advice: "If you don't mind, let me take a look for you."

Zhou Zhou's dancing talent is the best, of course Su Linhuai knows it.

But neither of them has a personality that likes to make friends, so naturally there is very little intersection.Although Su Linhuai wanted to ask for advice, he still didn't know how to ask.

Now that the other party has offered to offer guidance, of course he will not let go of this opportunity, and immediately nodded: "Okay! Thank you very much!"

In the mirror, the lamp is warm.

A young man is handsome and gentle, spinning gracefully under the light.

A young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes has a soft expression in the night.

Su Linhuai turned around again, and stopped neatly at the end action.

Zhou Zhou clapped his hands appreciatively: "It's not bad this time."

Su Linhuai picked up the handkerchief he had put aside and wiped his sweat, and Chen Ken thanked him sincerely: "Sure enough, I need someone to guide me to make progress faster."

Zhou Zhou shook his head: "You are very talented, but sometimes you are too impatient." He said frankly, and he was not afraid that the people in front of him would be angry because of his words.

Su Linhuai was indeed not angry. Instead, he considered Zhou Zhou's words carefully, and nodded in agreement: "You are right. I know I can't be in a hurry, but I am still very anxious."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhou Zhou: "You dance so well, don't you like dancing very much?"

Zhou Zhou thought for a while: "No, it may be because I have practiced martial arts before, so I have a little foundation."

"But I don't think it's just about the movements, but..." Su Linhuai said carefully, "It's about the emotions. When you dance, it's like you've merged with the music, and I'm just imitating the movements. .”

Zhou Zhou smiled: "Maybe it's because I respect dance more."

"respect?"

"The person who created this music, and the person who made up the whole dance based on this music, always has something to express in it." Zhou Zhou's eyes were full of reverence, "Isn't this relationship amazing? So If you just imitate the movements, how can you be worthy of their enthusiasm for every movement and every note?"

Su Linhuai stared at Zhou Zhou for a while, then suddenly smiled: "You are right, thank you."

Every piece of knowledge in this world will eventually be expressed through some kind of medium, but when these things are created, they are indeed the creator's painstaking effort.

If you don't respect this feeling first, how can you understand its deep meaning?