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

Chapter 528 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 79
Under the frosty and silent moonlight, the body of the empty Coke bottle clearly reflected the handwriting. The handwriting was like a human being, unruly, arrogant and messy under the cold appearance.

--[stay. ]
--[come on. ]
Jiang Li'an stared at these five words for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud, and couldn't stop laughing, with both legs shaking slightly, fiddling with the Coke in his hand, deliberately avoiding the place where the words remained.

Lu Chi thought that the girl would not be fooled by the blow, so he hurriedly said, "What are you laughing at?"

"That's it." Jiang Li'an said slowly, "I thought of a very funny cross talk."

"Do you still like watching cross talk?"

"I didn't like it at first."

"Like it now?"

Jiang Li'an didn't answer, and put those white and beautiful small wild flowers in a simple cup. The wild flowers seemed to be endowed with magical powers, and they didn't dry up in the slightest, but bloomed more stretchedly.

It seems to be pouring down the elegant moonlight, which is very moving against the backdrop of the Yingying water.

"Are you still out picking flowers? It's so beautiful."

It was very dark.

The south gate of the film and television base.

There are two shadows reflected on the wall.

"Does this thing really work?"

"Don't worry, the medicine is very effective!"

Yuan Shilan took the things furtively, with her heart beating like a drum, she hurried back with her head down.

No matter how aggressive Yuan Qian was, she prevented Yuan Qian from being on San Gong's stage!
As for Jiang Li'an...

The next day.

The selection of mentors has officially started, and different mentors will lead the team members to train, and finally show amazing results in the second performance.

Of course, the instructor is only responsible for the training of the trainees and will not perform on stage.

Not only is there a competitive relationship between students, but also between mentors.

The four mentors will open a voting channel in the live broadcast room of the performance, and the mentor with the highest number of votes will be selected as the best, and China Star will officially sign a contract with TA to endorse a luxury brand!

This is undoubtedly tempting, so the fans of the four tutors are also working hard, preparing to give the best gifts to their brothers and sisters.

Hua Xing is bleeding, this endorsement has a very high status in the circle, and the mentors are also very caring, and they have communicated with the trainees they are satisfied with in private.

Only that person—

He didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and he acted as if he wanted to come or not, which made people's teeth itch.

In the huge room, there are four spaces separated by curtains, which are the options of the four instructors. People outside cannot see which small room the people inside will enter.

The white curtains fluttered gently in the wind, and the whole large floor-to-ceiling windows were bright and clean. The instructors were all present, talking to the trainees with a smile, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Except for Shen Qingzhuo.

He was leaning on the chair alone, with long legs on the ground, thin ankles, and the outline was not easy to get close to. The other instructors were talking to the trainees, and he was the only one sitting there, twirling the pen between his fingers, writing something in the sketchbook , the half of the wrist bone protruding under the cuff of the shirt is cold, white and sexy.

The aura is also cold, cruel and arrogant, making people daunting.

Especially thinking of his strict training requirements, as long as he is not dead, he will practice to death, and last night he scolded Jiang Li'an to tears, the trainees were a little hesitant and hesitant for a while.

He didn't seem to care much, he still went his own way, leaned on the chair in a different position, and didn't lift his eyes.

The subtle movement made the trainee's body tense up.

Tan Junxi looked at him, smiled, looked away from the corner of his eye, spoke gently to the trainees, and patiently answered the girls' questions.

At the beginning, the music instructor was worried that there would be no one to choose Shen Qingying, but later on, there was no need to worry at all, because one after another girls approached him timidly, whispering, Zhuo Shen, I will choose you, not because I want to, but because I will.

With a beginning, the others were not so afraid, and boldly talked to Shen Qingzhuo.

"Although Zhuo Shen is very strict with you, but, but I feel that I have improved a lot these days, thank you."

"Me too, me too. Director Shen, I have watched every concert you have. I am not afraid of hard training. I want to be like you in the future!"

"Director Shen..."

The figure surrounded by the little girls didn't have any surprise or joy, the tip of the pen stopped, and then put on the cap, Jiang Li'an heard him say in a low voice.

"Measurable."

Jiang Li'an took his documents and walked behind the thick white curtain, chose one of the compartments without any hesitation, and put the documents on it.

Lu Chi asked her what she chose.

She lifted her chin and spoke a secret.

Yesterday Shen Qingzhuo scolded and cried Jiang Li'an, everyone still remembers it vividly, the atmosphere was subtle, and they didn't dare to let Jiang Li'an go to Shen Qingzhuo's side and bring her to the farthest place, for fear that the two of them would quarrel here again shelf.

All trainees have been selected.

Shen Qingzhuo straightened up, wearing only a black short sleeve on his upper body, and casually put on a pair of black trousers on his long legs, which were a little loose, with his collarbone looming, and walked out.

"Zhuo God, stay a little longer..." Music instructor Shu Linghan noticed him.

"No."

Tan Junxi reminded a few words: "Next week, we will be divided into classes according to the instructors. The team list will be officially announced at [-] o'clock on Monday morning. Classes will be held normally before then."

After everyone left the venue, the staff took out different materials from the four compartments, clamped them with clips, and walked out.

The wind is a bit strong this morning, and the weather has probably not turned around. It was cold all night last night, and it is still cold today.

The staff members were walking on the road, when a person bumped into him in a hurry, he let out a whoop, and the trainee application form in his hand fell off the floor!
"Are you okay? Sorry!"

The staff just wanted to get angry, but they saw a familiar face, the No. 1 trainee, who might become famous in the future, and shook their heads resentfully: "Be careful when you walk."

"I'm sorry." Yuan Qian knelt down to join him, and with her back to him, she quickly picked up the trainee application document marked with the word Shen Qingzhuo.

Sure enough, I saw Jiang Li'an's profile on the first page. The face in the photo was exquisite and arrogant. It looked like he had never suffered any hardships. He had peach blossom eyes and smiled brightly.

"You can do your work, don't help me pick it up." The staff member said.

"It's so embarrassing." Yuan Qian looked down at that face, her eyes darkened for a moment, she took out the thin application form, pressed it on another folder, turned around, and handed it to the frantic staff .

The staff's face eased: "Thank you."

A name was marked on the folder at the top.

—— Tan Junxi.

"Mr. Shen, this is the information of the trainees in your team." There were two knocks on the door, and Shu Linghan walked in, explaining, "I just came to see you, and I sent it here by the way, can you take a look?"

The man had just finished dancing, and with his back turned to her, he didn't respond to the voice, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Put it on the table."

"Oh." Shu Linghan put the document on the table, looked up and saw the thin and tall silhouette, his gaze paused, and he couldn't help whistling, "Zhuo God, you're quite upright."

The midsummer sun came up at eight o'clock, the sun was dazzling and white, and light spots jumped from the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling unevenly on the man with a slender body and a straight back, so that he casually picked up the hem of the black T-shirt to wipe his sweat The movements all bring out the sexy.

(End of this chapter)