Glass [entertainment circle]

The staring time was almost only half a second.

During the brief eye contact, Deng Yuantian didn't see the slightest emotion from Cheng Nan's eyes and expression. He was not sure whether the other party heard Wu Ze's words.

Half a second later, Cheng Nan went straight to his bed and sat down, wiping the sweat from his forehead and neck with a towel, without making a sound.

The room seemed to grow duller.

After everyone was silent for a moment, Wu Ze laughed and said, "Let's go, let's have dinner together, and I'll take you to the cafeteria."

Deng Yuantian was dragged out by his arm in a daze.

The door closed, and the four stood outside looking at each other.

Tang Yan lowered his voice and said to Wu Ze: "We are all teammates, and there is no conflict, so what are you doing with your big mouth?"

Wu Ze murmured, "I don't know if he just came here, and I might not hear it. I don't mean anything else, I just complained, and I didn't say too much."

Yang Wenting said: "Forget it, he didn't say anything, he probably didn't hear it, just pay attention next time, let's go eat."

On the way, Wu Ze asked Deng Yuantian again.

Of course he didn't intend to change dormitories.

"Cheng Nan is a nice person, so we shouldn't have any problems getting along with him."

Wu Ze touched his nose with his hand, and said regretfully, "Hey, that's fine."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Don't worry about what happened just now. I don't have any big opinions on Cheng Nan. It's not that I hate him. I just think he's aloof. Don't be embarrassed. I said it anyway. , has nothing to do with you, and he won't make things difficult for you."

Deng Yuantian nodded: "Yes."

For some reason, he wasn't as worried as Wu Ze.

The two of them had been in contact for less than half a day. Cheng Nan's personality seemed weird and indifferent to others, but he felt that it was very individual and special.

Compared to Cheng Nan, the other three had more friendly personalities, especially Wu Ze, who almost never stopped talking.

Deng Yuantian went to have dinner with them, training started at 07:30, he went back to the dormitory, Cheng Nan was not there, Deng Yuantian met three people in the corridor.

When they walked outside the dance practice room, someone was already standing in front of the mirror.

Tang Yan turned around and looked at Wu Ze with a smile: "No matter how much you don't want to see Xiao Cheng, he will work harder than you."

Being compared, Wu Ze curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and retorted in a low voice: "My training tasks have been completed, and he also stays in the dance studio during non-training hours. What can I do?"

After the door was pushed open, Wu Ze also closed the conversation, lowered his head, straightened his hat and walked in.

The dance teacher was a middle-aged man with a beard, muscular arms and legs, and bright eyes.

He has accompanied four people except Deng Yuantian to train for two weeks, and he also needs to master the level of newcomers.

"I'll play a piece of music, and you can improvise a piece."

Deng Yuantian said "OK".

The dance teacher played a hip-hop accompaniment, folded his arms and stepped aside, and the rest of the people also dispersed.

Wu Ze raised the sleeves of his clothes and made a "strong" movement. Deng Yuantian smiled at him, and quickly restrained his expression. After closing his eyes and thinking for a few seconds, he tried to make a movement.

In terms of dancing, Deng Yuantian has not received any special training, but only learned some by himself in the process of creating music.Relying on his shallow understanding, he barely followed the rhythm and danced for a while.The teammates didn't say anything, they kept watching silently, while the dance teacher standing in front frowned slightly.

"Okay," he lowered his arms, bent down to press the switch button of the speaker, and turned off the half-playing music, "I probably understand, Xiao Deng, your dance is much worse than other people's."

Deng Yuantian stopped his movements, took a few breaths, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, I'm not very good at dancing."

After meeting Cheng Nan for the first time and seeing his ability, Deng Yuantian understood that there was a big gap between himself and others in this respect.

During the impromptu dance just now, he recalled Cheng Nan's movements in his mind. It seemed that it was not difficult for the other party to dance, but he tried to do it, and found that his body control and strength were much worse.

After speaking bluntly, the dance teacher still comforted: "There are still some basics, and more practice will make you dance better."

After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands: "Okay, come here, we will not do strength training tonight, I have taught three dances in the past two weeks, everyone dances once first, and then I will correct the movements one by one, new The students who came try to keep up."

Seeing the teacher looking at him, Deng Yuantian nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The three dances were all street dances, with a lively rhythm. Deng Yuantian stood at the back, his eyes almost always falling on Cheng Nan, who was the main dancer at the front.

He didn't train with other people before, and he obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm in the first round, so he could only do his best.

After more than ten minutes, the first practice was over, his back was covered with sweat, and he stood still gasping for breath.

The others were also out of breath, but the dance teacher didn't give them too much time to rest. After pointing out the problems of the four people, they asked them to correct themselves in front of the mirror, and then danced again in 10 minutes.

After a training session, everyone is very tired.

Before leaving after training, the dance teacher called Cheng Nan aside alone.

"Xiao Cheng, your dancing skills are the best among these people. I just heard from Xiao Wu and the others that you and Xiao Deng are roommates?"

"Ah."

"That's good." The dance teacher turned his neck and put on his coat. "Usually you can guide him a little bit more. They are all in a team. It's right to help each other."

Cheng Nan glanced back, the other three had already left, and Deng Yuantian was standing outside the dance practice room facing him, as if he was waiting for him.

He turned his face away and replied, "I know."

The dance teacher patted him on the shoulder to express his encouragement.

Deng Yuantian was indeed waiting for him.

Seeing himself coming out, he laughed: "Let's go together."

Cheng Nan glanced at him, the newcomer seemed to like to laugh, his eyebrows were curved, and the light in his pupils was very bright.

Cheng Nan gave a low hum, and the two walked back side by side.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, the lights in the corridor dimmed, and the posters and art paintings hanging on the walls on both sides also looked dim.

Deng Yuantian looked at the door at the end of the corridor, and asked: "You dance really well, have you been dancing for many years?"

"No, eight years."

Deng Yuantian murmured in his heart, eight years is already a long time, so humble.

"It's been so long, it's amazing." He turned his head sideways, Cheng Nan's gaze was fixed on the front, the lines of his profile were as smooth as water, and bright and dark lights danced on it, like a flowing lake.

Deng Yuantian paused, and said: "I just heard what the teacher said. Actually, I really want you to teach me how to dance, but you have already worked hard on your own training. I heard from Xiao Ze and others that you spend almost all your time practicing dance. Room, if you help me again, it should be very tiring, right?"

Cheng Nan turned his head and glanced at him, then looked forward, and said, "It's okay, it won't be more tiring than training myself."

Deng Yuantian groaned, raised his face and said with a smile: "Thank you, I will work hard."

"……Need not."

The two returned to the dormitory together.

Cheng Nan took out a set of clean clothes, turned his head and saw Deng Yuantian opened the suitcase, took out all the clothes inside, then raised his head, and the eyes of the two collided.

Deng Yuantian said, "Is there still room in the closet?"

Cheng Nan nodded: "Yes, there are two empty drawers underneath." After speaking, he turned and walked to the bathroom.

Deng Yuantian watched him enter the bathroom, and after looking away, he sorted the clothes into the closet, and at the same time glanced at Cheng Nan's.

He found that both of them liked blue and white, and the clothes were hung side by side, which was very harmonious. Then he put the underwear and socks in two empty drawers respectively.

Almost packed, he rested on the bed for a while, and then made an overseas call with his mobile phone.

After connecting, a gentle and somewhat tired female voice asked the caller's information in English.

Deng Yuantian whispered: "Mom, it's me."

There was silence for a few seconds, and then an exclamation broke out: "Baby?! Where did you go?"

Tan Xue was surprised and delighted when she received her son's call.

Before leaving, Deng Yuantian left her a note, saying that he wanted to go out and see a different world, and that he would continue to keep in touch with her after arriving in China, so that she would not have to worry about herself.

When she saw the note, Deng Yuantian had already boarded the plane to China.

Now is the No. 19 hour when the mother and son are separated. If there is no news, Tan Xue will definitely choose to call the police.

Knowing that he was safe, Tan Xue's tone still did not relax, she asked eagerly, "Are you in China now?"

"Well, I'm in an entertainment company."

Tan Xue couldn't believe it: "What?"

Deng Yuantian whispered, "I just signed a contract with this company."

Tan Xue raised her forehead and exclaimed, and said in a mournful voice, "This won't work, baby, you don't know how dangerous the outside world is, the entertainment industry is even more complicated, and your body is too easy to get hurt, promise me, come back soon."

Deng Yuantian paused, then turned his head to look out the window.

The night view of the city is gorgeous, with cars flowing like a stream and colorful lights everywhere, like a huge feast.

He shook his head and said softly: "I'm not a child anymore... You always tell me that the outside world is too dangerous, making me feel that I have never grown up, and I have always been a five or six-year-old child. But in fact, I I am already 17 years old. And my blood coagulation function is not that bad, and the doctor has said many times that I can live like a normal person without worrying too much."

Tan Xue said quietly: "No matter how you say it, you should discuss it with me before making such a decision."

Deng Yuantian said slowly: "Mom, you and I both know that if I discuss with you, I will have no chance to leave."

"...Are you blaming me? Are you? I'm worried about you and don't want you to suffer any harm. "

"I know, I love your mother, I just," he said slowly, word for word, "I just want to see the world differently, want to get more by myself. I didn't really leave, I will I often share updates on ins, and I will also send you emails and phone calls to let you know that I am safe and doing well."

Tan Xue was silent for a long time, and finally asked: "I understand, tell me which city you are in."

"City A."

After hanging up the phone, Deng Yuantian wrote a text message to Tan Xue.

Then he walked to the balcony, and the evening breeze was gentle, not only blowing the curtains, but also blowing his forehead hair.Such a night is suitable for leisure and for letting go of thoughts.

There was a "click" in the ear.

He tilted his head.

Cheng Nan stood at the door of the bathroom wearing a white vest, light gray sports cropped pants loosely covering his lower body, and his legs were slender and straight.

Water was still dripping from his hair, dripping down his jawline onto his collarbone, stagnating a little at the groove and then slipping down.

Cheng Nan looked up at him, stepped down the steps, put the changed clothes into the basin, and then walked into the dormitory.

In just an instant, the surroundings of the two of them were suddenly pitch black.

Deng Yuantian blinked in the darkness, took a tentative step forward, and bumped into a warm body.

As soon as he raised his head, something brushed across his forehead, like water weeds.

The two took a step back almost simultaneously, separating from each other.

Deng Yuantian raised his hand to fumble on the wall, touched the corner of the switch, and then went up, touched another strange finger.