small transparent [entertainment circle]

Since Xia Ran was thrown into the trainee department, Xia Haizhou also asked about it. Every time Xia Ran answered that it was okay, but he refused to say more about it.But even if he doesn't say it, Xia Haizhou can guess that it will definitely take more time for Xia Ran, a student with zero foundation, to adapt than others.

He was not mistaken, Xia Ran would rather plant the land for a day than practice acting and dancing, which he has never been exposed to and is not good at.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

"what?"

"Boss Zheng went to visit the class again!"

"Whose class are you visiting? Is it Teacher Zhang Meihan?"

Xia Ran stretched the muscles silently by himself, and his relationship with other people in the class was very ordinary, so no one would help him stretch his legs or anything.

Those two trainees didn't lower their voices, everyone could hear, Zhang Meihan is the first sister of 'Xingxing', everyone knows that she has accepted a big-budget movie, and she has been in the group for quite some time.This movie is also one of the company's big moves this year, and a lot of money has been invested in this project.

"Of course not! What's so strange about visiting Teacher Zhang's class?"

"Then who are you talking about?"

"As for the newly signed one..."

"Oh, that..." The intern's tone was immediately disdainful and a little ambiguous, "Is it really just to visit the class? Hahaha..."

"Boss Zheng has a unique vision."

"It's quite unique haha..." He laughed twice inexplicably.

"I've seen him, he's pretty handsome, at least he's tall enough!"

Xia Ran didn't know who they were talking about, but felt that they were noisy and annoying like crows. He switched legs and pressed his upper body down with some difficulty.

An intern came and stood in front of him and said, "Shall I help you?"

He raised his head. This person is called Jiang Wu. He is only 172cm tall. Because of his good proportions, he doesn't feel short visually.

This person is from a dance class, and he has the best foundation among all of them.

"You?" Xia Ran was surprised. He had never learned dance before, his body was not flexible, and he couldn't remember the movements. The basic skills are very good, and the movement essentials can be learned as soon as they are learned.

"You get twice the result with half the effort, and you still need someone to help you."

"You don't need to practice yourself?"

"I'm done practicing, let's take a break. Come on, I'll help you." Jiang Wu knelt down to press his legs as he spoke.

Xia Ran was a little wary.

The attitude of these trainees towards him has always been lukewarm. His foundation is obviously much worse than others. He doesn't say a word when scolded, and doesn't communicate with others after class. He is almost a transparent person in class. How could a "top student" like Jiang Wu come to talk to him on his own initiative?

"Your figure has improved a lot, and your dance has also improved a lot." Jiang Wu said while pressing down on his back.

Xia Ran suspected that this person was mocking him.

"The movements are basically in place, which is very good."

Now Xia Ran is sure, this person is mocking him!

His movements are obviously much worse than others, especially when they are dancing together. The dance teacher used to call him out and criticize him by name. Seeing that he is unteachable, now he doesn’t care about him at all. He is transferred to the last row and left to fend for himself. .

Xia Ran felt a surge of anger in her heart, she shook off Jiang Wu's hand, and said, "You don't need your help!"

Jiang Wu was taken aback.

"Jiang Wu, why are you talking to him? See, you're not making fun of yourself?" one of the two interns interrupted.

Jiang Wu smiled, and said indifferently, "Then Xia Ran, practice by yourself first, and you can find me if you need it."

Xia Ran didn't respond, her back was stubborn and isolated, as if refusing all strangers to approach.

At 09:30 in the evening, Xia Ran returned to the empty dance room, changed into her training clothes, turned on the music on her mobile phone, and practiced the movements taught by the teacher during the day.

He sighed in his heart, he felt that he was so stupid, why he just couldn't remember it, others practiced twice is enough, he needed to practice ten times, twenty times or even more.

And the exact same movements are very aesthetically pleasing made by that Jiang Wu, but what I do is not good-looking, and I don't know what's wrong.

After practicing a few times, he stopped to pick up the mineral water bottle on the side. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a shadow at the door.He immediately turned his neck, but the shadow disappeared in a flash.

Xia Ran stepped forward with her long legs, and rushed out in a few steps. When she ran to the corridor, she saw a figure rushing out quickly.

"Fuck! Who is it? What are you running for?"

Xia Ran yelled twice, but didn't chase after him because he recognized the man's back.

"sneaking."

After complaining, he didn't take it too seriously, went back and practiced several times before leaving.

One day later, Xia Ran went out after going to the bathroom, and a person came in, Jiang Wu.

Seeing him, Jiang Wu was a little surprised, nodded to him, and then showed his usual friendly smile.

Xia Ran looked at him with a frown, and suddenly grabbed him when the two passed by.

He has great strength, and he often accidentally scratches people without knowing it. This is the situation right now.

When the pain came from his wrist, Jiang Wu frowned silently, but still asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Is that you?"

Jiang Wu understood what he was talking about, and his eyes flashed.

"What are you going back for?"

"I……"

"I don't care what you're doing, but don't tell anyone else that you met me, you know?" Xia Ran said in a bad tone.

"..."

"I'm talking to you, are you dumb?" Xia Ran became impatient, and her strength in her hands increased.

"Hiss—" Jiang Wu took a breath, "It hurts..."

Hearing this, Xia Ran subconsciously let go of her hand, and with a glance, she saw Jiang Wu's wrist turned red.

"Tsk, why do you cook like tofu?" He didn't apologize, but frowned.

Jiang Wu rubbed his wrist: "You are too hard."

"Did you hear what I told you just now?"

"I see, I won't tell anyone, but—"

Xia Ran was about to leave after hearing the first half of his sentence, but when the book came out, he stopped in his tracks.

"You still have but?"

"Well, I want to practice with you."

Xia Ran glanced at him insanely, "You practice ass!"

"why not?"

"You dance so well!" Xia Ran said this a little angrily.

"So I want to go to the next level. If I don't advance, I will fall back. The same goes for dancing."

"Are you so sick!"

"I'm just strict with myself." Jiang Wu said calmly, "I don't know who you got the key from. It's okay if I don't tell others. In exchange, you want me to borrow the dance studio together."

Xia Ran glared at him: "You dare to threaten me?"

"Then to put it in a better way, it's just helping each other. You let me borrow the dance studio, and I can guide your movements. It's a bit futile for you to practice alone?"

"... Whatever you want, come if you want!" Xia Ran pushed him hard and walked out.