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"Xie Li, are you okay?" Pei Jin's anxious voice was heard next to his ear, Xie Li fell to the ground, his eyeballs were shaken by the ceiling lights, and there was a glare in front of his eyes.He was lifted half of his body from the ground, passively feeling the changes in the scene in front of him, and happened to pass by a familiar, worried and panicked face.But it was only for a moment, that face disappeared from sight, replaced by Pei Jin's anxious face, "Did you fall somewhere?"

Xie Li endured the pain, rubbed his elbows, and said with a smile, "The floor is so slippery, it's all because Auntie Cleaning mopped it too clean."

At this time, Yuan Yan had done enough acting, pushed away the players around, and with a flawless expression of concern, pretended to care: "Do you want to be okay? Otherwise, let's take a rest first."

Then wiped away tears that didn't exist at all, and blamed herself weakly: "It's all my fault that I always demand too much and hurt you."

With a cute and innocent face coupled with a delicate expression, the alphas in the group felt very distressed, and couldn't help comforting him: "How can you blame this? It's because we didn't do well."

Yuan Yan sniffed his nose, his eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up the cunning that flashed past his eyes.

Xie Li didn't have time to appreciate his acting skills comparable to the movie king. He looked over the crowd and looked out——Luo Jingxiu stood up from his chair, his brows furrowed even tighter, but Xie Li couldn't see from his face. On the surface, he saw half caring, but his face was displeased, as if his original arrangement was accidentally disrupted and he was a little annoyed.The anxious and worried face that flashed past just now seemed to be Xie Li's illusion.

He was blocked by the crowd, the high chair he was sitting on just now was placed at his feet, and he didn't even take a step forward because he fell down.Luo Jingxiu was only blocked outside, but Xie Li felt that they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, a distance that he could no longer touch.

How he wished that there would be an embrace to catch him the moment he fell, or even if he fell, he would be the first person to hold him in his arms.

But the reality gave him a heavy blow. The person he wanted stood far away, watching all this with cold eyes, but he was looking forward to the hope that was already vain like a fool.

It's too late, why do things wait until they're gone to find out how precious they are?

He felt a heavy loss.

Seeing that he was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, Pei Jin shook his hand in front of him: "Can you still stand up?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Xie Li smiled at him, put his left hand on the ground, trying to stand up from the ground.Humans are not as good as heaven, his left hand is inconvenient, and his body coordination ability that he has always been proud of seems to be sealed at this time, as clumsy as a toddler.Suddenly his feet slipped, and with a bang, he fell to the ground again.

I feel like my waist is going to break.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, not even caring about the piercing pain in his right elbow.He had never been so embarrassed in his life, especially under those cold and indifferent eyes, he felt that he had nothing to hide.All the embarrassment was infinitely magnified, he raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Jingxiu, meeting the cold black pupils under his frowning brows, and quickly moved away.

Luo Jingxiu's voice came from afar, without any emotion, like a serious AI machine repeating the objective facts: "Your group's progress is too slow, if you can't practice, go to the side and stay, don't be brave , but delay the progress of others."

Xie Li lowered his head and twisted his T-shirt with his hands on both sides. He heard his voice trembling: "Sorry."

"Take a break first," everyone held their breaths and dared not intervene. Only Pei Jin supported his left arm to the wall, helped him sit down on the spot, patted his back, and motioned for him to sit down. Don't blame yourself too much, "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten lunch yet."

"Didn't everyone eat? I'm not so delicate." Xie Li forced a smile, waved his hands, and said to the team members with a smile, "Go ahead, I can help you see if there is any mistake here."

"Okay," Pei Jin asked again worriedly, "Are you really not hungry?"

Xie Li pretended to be angry and pushed him back: "Go to practice, don't make them wait too long."

Pei Jin went back worryingly, and looked back at Xie Li three times a step at a time. Seeing that there was nothing unusual on the other side, she felt relieved and joined the dance practice team.

Seeing that Xie Li was injured, Yuan Yan knew that his injury had nothing to do with his non-stop making things difficult just now, and felt that it would be better for him to run away as soon as possible. He waved to all the contestants and smiled sweetly: "I still have a neighbor The group's class is about to start, so let's go first, you should practice hard."

The contestants bid farewell to him one after another. Yuan Yan walked up to Luo Jingxiu, bent down, approached him intentionally, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Luo, I'll leave first."

Yuan Yan caught a good angle again. From Xie Li's direction, Yuan Yan and Luo Jingxiu looked like an ordinary loving couple.Although Luo Jingxiu's gaze was still on the score in front of him, he unexpectedly did not move away, as if acquiescing to Yuan Yan's approach, and responded lightly.

Xie Li's heart was so sore and unbearable, he rolled and rushed towards the internal organs, his limbs and bones filled every cell in his body.He clearly felt that his blood was becoming cold little by little, and he fell into the ice-cold Jedi.

After Yuan Yan left, Luo Jingxiu finally got down from the high chair, and the sheet music was circled into a tube and casually held in his hand.Today's Luo Jingxiu is extraordinarily scary for some reason.He wasn't angry, he just had a coffin face, which made people's legs weak in fright.He walked to the front, and the team members saw that he stood up straight for no reason, and instinctively felt that he should not be a little sloppy in front of him, and even his back was straight as if his back had been hit by an iron plate.

Luo Jingxiu was about to instruct the rest of the team, Xie Li was sitting in the corner, his ankle was still hurting, he quietly lifted his trouser leg, his fair ankle was already swollen like a baby's fist, it was hard to touch Harder, more scary to watch.He tried to move his ankle, and it hurt so badly, his bones and muscles connected to his tendons, and the pain went all the way to his thigh, as if he was about to be crippled.

He slowly rubbed his ankle, the pain was unbearable at first, and then he got used to the pain, so that he felt a kind of abnormal pleasure from the pain.While rubbing his ankle, he distracted himself from watching the team members' practice.

To be honest, the average strength of their team members is very strong, and it may also be because the knockout rounds have progressed to this point, and the strength of the remaining players will not be too bad.Their ability to digest this song is particularly strong. It took more than two days to create it, and it took only one morning to practice. Everyone has digested at least 70.00% of it, and the only difference is the running-in with teammates.

Luo Jingxiu didn't have much guidance for their performance, and was obviously satisfied with their extremely high dancing skills.Luo Jingxiu only stayed here for a while before leaving. He only repaired the score and lyrics for them, and praised them for the first time: "It's not bad, the teammate needs to be strengthened."

From the start of "Idol Cultivation" to the present, the number of times the entire training camp has been recognized by Luo Jingxiu can be counted on one hand. They exchanged glances with each other, and they both saw irrepressible joy from the bottom of each other's eyes .

Only Xie Li seemed like an outsider. Luo Jingxiu's eyes either fell on the players who were training, or on the revised score in his hand, or never fell on him, not even a single glance.