Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 481 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Group’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 32
Jiang Li'an felt that he was about to be torn in two, and he couldn't choose which one to choose.

In the end, I angrily chose the one that seemed to be the easiest.

Yuan Qian turned her head to look at Jiang Li'an, who was surrounded in the middle, and thought of how she was threatened yesterday...so cold that she shivered all over.

She gritted her teeth and chose the song that Yu Shu chose in the previous life - the song with the best response.

After the song selection session is over, the day's training officially begins.

Jiang Li'an's group of nine people was discussing the captain and c position. The one who chose the same song as them was Yuan Qian's group, and then the two groups would compete on stage.

Their team c has booked the same person, and Yu Shu is the best in their group or even 100 people, and no one has any objections.

Jiang Li'an yawned beside him and almost fell asleep several times.

Yu Shu kept a calm face, thought for two seconds, and said to Jiang Li'an: "The song you chose is the most difficult among the six."

Jiang Li'an reacted for two seconds: "...?"

have been deceived.

"But don't worry, we will work hard to teach you well."

"It's not necessary."

As for the group that fought against them, the c position was between Yuan Qian and Yuan Shilan.

No matter what Yuan Shilan thought in her heart, she took the initiative to give up the c position: "Let's give it to my sister, I believe my sister will lead us to do well."

Yuan Qian did not refuse, she was obviously very confident in her abilities: "You can trust me!"

Their first class in the morning is dance class.

The dance instructor is Tan Junxi, who is responsible for teaching them this song.

The huge practice room is divided into two groups, and the relationship between opponents is somewhat delicate.

Lu Chi was rather disappointed, and whispered to Jiang Li'an: "The Zhuo God is teaching them how to dance next door! I'm going to be so jealous, why isn't our teacher the Zhuo God?"

Jiang Li'an sat cross-legged on the ground: "Isn't Tan Junxi a human being?"

"It's not the same." Lu Chi shook his head, "Zuoshen is NO.1 in my heart!"

Great.

Black fans have no common language with her.

Tan Junxi's dance is very good, and he was very patient when teaching them. When passing by Jiang Li'an, he said to her in a gentle voice, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Li'an raised his head and met those extremely deep eyes. His pupils were much darker than ordinary people's. They were purely bewitching, inexplicably more charming in his coldness.

"Not very good." Jiang Li'an said truthfully.

"What's wrong?" Tan Junxi stopped beside her. From the perspective of others, it seemed that he was teaching her to dance. No one heard the conversation between the two.

The eldest lady was confident: "I haven't slept enough!"

Tan Junxi smiled: "It seems that the work and rest time is difficult for you, so go to bed earlier next time."

"I can't sleep if I go to bed early." Jiang Li'an said lazily.

Tan Junxi looked at her.

Yuan Qian stood beside them practicing dancing, looked at them expressionlessly, and slowly clenched her hands.

During the intermission, Lu Chi looked suspiciously at Tan Junxi who was leaving, and then at Jiang Li'an: "Li Xiao'an."

"Ok?"

"Do you feel that talking about pd is kind of good for you?"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Li'an didn't even move his eyelids, he was used to it and didn't care. There are many people who are kind to her, and it doesn't matter if one more or one less.

Lu Chi can't say it, it's special, it's not that special, but he just feels that the magnetic field is different: "I think too much..."

Tan Junxi's requirements were very strict. After dancing, he was sweating all over. Lu Chi followed Jiang Li'an's example and suddenly cheered up: "Li Xiao'an, let's go!!"

"What?"

"Look at the Zhuo God!"

"I do not."

Jiang Li'an was abruptly dragged by her to the door next door, which shows that the power of chasing stars is powerful, and can make a weak woman who can't even unscrew the bottle cap pick up a person.

The next door was crowded with trainees, all of them were looking in, as expected - they were looking at Shen Qingzhuo.

This posture.

Alas.

"You'd better let me go."

"No! How can we miss Zhuo Shen!"

With his own strength, Lu Chi led Jiang Li'an to the door of the practice room. The door was closed and locked from the inside, and he could only see the appearance of the practice room through the inlaid glass window.

In the chaos, Jiang Li'an accidentally knocked her forehead against the glass window. She gasped in pain, raised her hand to cover her head, and almost burst into tears.

Surrounded by suppressed and excited voices.

"I am dead!!"

"The Zhuo God's dance is so explosive, this one just jumped into my heart!"

"I fuck this waist..."

"Why not Zhuo! God! Teach! Me!"

Listening to what they said, Jiang Li'an couldn't help but look over, is it so exciting?

The training room is large and bright, with a whole floor-to-ceiling window. The sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning passes through the cascading branches and falls in from the outside, casting mottled light and shadow on the smoky gray floor of the training room. Reflect light.

Nearly 20 trainees are practicing dance, wearing the same training clothes, all girls around [-] years old, full of vigor, sweating profusely.

And the slender figure in front of them casually half leaned on the table, with long legs propped up on the ground, with stern and flamboyant lines, looking at the dancers indifferently, correcting their movements from time to time, very strict.

"The action is not in place."

"I don't see what you're expressing."

"The first one in the third row from the right, when the explosive power should be collected!"

The voice was cold and low, echoing in the huge practice room, like the sound of a cello.

Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the table, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, unscrewed the cap of the bottle loosely with his fingers, raised his head and put it in his mouth, the color of his thin lips became a little more attractive, and the arc of his Adam's apple swallowed and rolled Sexy, white shirt, lazy and abstinent, people dare not think about it too much.

Many trainees even forgot their dancing postures and secretly went to see him.

"Click."

He frowned at these trainees, screwed on the bottle cap, threw the mineral water on the table casually, wiped the remaining water on his thin lips with his slender fingertips, took two steps forward, and danced for them just now action.

Shoulders, waist, legs, lazy outlines, white shirts in the sun, subtle friction sounds, the sound of stepping on the floor, every dance movement contains a strong control, from the first second, grasped all people's sight.

Cold but seductive.

Hormones just exploded!
"do you understand?"

The trainees came back to their senses from the astonishment, as if waking up from a dream, they blushed and looked at the young idol at the front: "Ming, I see."

Wherever he stands, that is the stage.

It is called "the God effect" by fans.

"Go ahead if you understand it, do you still need me to say?"

"Oh, oh oh."

Time passed by every minute and every second, Shen Qingzhuo looked at their movements, still dissatisfied, the frown became tighter and tighter, the air was filled with low pressure, and when encountering trainees who made mistakes one after another, they scolded them ruthlessly. The girl was about to cry with red eyes, but he was not moved at all.

"Come again."

The people outside were looking through the windows, all wishing to stretch their necks and poke their heads in, admiring the beauty of the boy idol.

(End of this chapter)