The Best Actor and the Non-Captive Canary

Look how soft this waist is,

look how long those legs are,

Look how well this dances,

It's just that the person next to him doing radio gymnastics is a bit of an eyesore.

The makeup artist glanced at Yan Qiujing's phone while helping Yan Qiujing put on his makeup, and thought: Oh, this actor Yan is indeed a fan of Yuan Ling's CP.

Yan Qiujing's brows became tighter and tighter, and the make-up artist hurriedly said, "Brother Jing, relax a bit, your forehead is covered with powder!"

Yan Qiujing stared at the two people on the screen, feeling extremely sad.

Is it necessary to learn how to dance? !

"I didn't ask you to straighten your back." Standing behind Yuan Lai, Ling Mu spread out his palms and pressed on his lower back, saying, "Use your strength here."

He looked at the awkward and stiff Yuan Lai in the mirror and corrected him: "The movement of opening the hand here should be a little sharper... 呵——" Ling Mu's ribs were hit hard by his violently opening arm behind him, and for a moment Somewhat annoyed.

He backed away a few steps to let Yuan Lai practice by himself, rubbed his hurt ribs and went to the corner to get a bottle of water, unscrewed it and took a sip.

The corner of the wall was facing a camera, and Yan Qiujing forgot to be angry when he saw Ling Mu's face getting closer and closer on the screen, and his eyes were unconsciously stained with a smile.

But soon he frowned again.

The make-up artist looked at the rich facial expressions of the film king Yan and his heart collapsed: "Brother Jing, give me another 2 minutes! I'll be ready soon!"

The makeup artist nimbly finished applying makeup on his face, and then he was relieved and left the dressing room.

"Report to the boss, today's task has been completed!" Xiaolin raised her phone to Yan Qiujing, and quickly swipe her finger across a screenshot in the group.

Yan Qiujing didn't look up, but kept staring at Ling Mu, complaining, "Xiao Lin, do you think Xiao Mu has lost weight?"

Xiaolin hurriedly came over to take a look, and said speechlessly, "Brother Jing, my sister-in-law has only been here for a week today, even if it is a weight loss concentration camp, the effect is not so good."

Yan Qiujing covered his heart and said with great heartache: "My baby must eat and sleep well every day. You can see that the dark circles under the eyes are so heavy!"

Xiaolin squinted her eyes and observed carefully for a long time before she could see a faint bruise under her sister-in-law's eyes... Thanks to the ultra-high-definition camera, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to spot the 'such heavy' dark circles .

Ling Mu really didn't sleep well last night.He was already sensitive to light at night, and the faint red light from the camera facing him at the head of the bed made him very uncomfortable. After tossing and turning for half a night, he finally fell asleep. Ling Mu, who was sleeping on the upper bunk, woke up under the direct light of the overhead light and couldn't fall asleep again.

Ling Mu pressed his aching temple, and continued to practice.

"What?!" Fang Lin took off the mask on her face, and said angrily at the phone: "Do you know how many fucking cameras are live broadcasting in real time? You want me to deliver eye masks to Ling Mu?!"

Yan Qiujing said bitterly: "Can't you use your brain? It's fine if everyone can't give it away? I asked someone to buy a hundred sets and sent them to the program group. Just send them in your name. "

"...Yan Qiujing, I really owe you."

In the evening, Fang Lin resigned to her fate and took a few assistants to the dormitory to distribute blindfolds and earplugs from door to door. She forced a hypocritical and considerate face and smirked at them: "So many people living together will definitely affect each other to some extent. Just pay attention to rest."

"Thank you Fang PD! PD, you are so kind to us, so touched! You are simply an angel!..."

Fang Lin was covered in goosebumps from the embarrassment, but the smile on her face was still very professional. She seemed to be very embarrassed by the words of a few young men, so she hurriedly said, "Just as long as you like it, take care of yourself."

Fang Lin took the last box from the assistant and handed it to Ling Mu who was sitting by the bed. She smiled and encouraged, "Come on."

When he took the box, he felt that the weight was wrong. He was a little puzzled, but he didn't show it.After nodding and saying "thank you" softly, he didn't speak again. Instead, he made the other people in the dormitory unspeakably flattering, and the expressions of several people were not very good-looking for a while.

Fang Lin took a meaningful look at Ling Mu, and quickly said to them with her usual expression: "You have to practice hard, now there are many people who are watching your every move all the time, don't let people who like you down ..." When she said this, she happened to look around and look at Ling Mu, Ling Mu almost instantly understood her voice-over, glanced at the box in her hand in surprise, and then looked at Fang Lin in disbelief.Fang Lin smiled at him and said to them, "I'm leaving first, you guys should rest early."

After Fang Lin left, Ling Mu used his back to avoid the camera and opened the box to take a look. Sure enough, there was a mobile phone under the blindfold.He stuffed the phone into his pocket without a trace and got up and got out of bed.

The other five people in the dormitory have consciously assigned the bathing order, and Ling Mu is not counted.There is only one bathroom in each dormitory, and it will take at least two hours for five people to take a shower, so he put on a coat and went out to the training building.

There will be a reassessment tomorrow night, and Ling Mu still wants to practice singing again.

... and want to give him a call.

Ling Mu turned into the bathroom on the second floor and locked the door. He just turned on the phone and a call came in. When he picked up, he heard the other side laughing: "This time, I really put a camera on you. I'll look at it. I called you when you went to the bathroom."

In fact, Yan Qiujing has to go out for filming every now and then, and it often happens that he leaves for a month or two. The two of them have been together for so many years and have long been accustomed to such a separation between the two places.But in the past, no matter how far the two people were apart, they would keep in touch every day. This is the first time that they haven't talked on the phone for a week.

As soon as Ling Mu heard his voice, he suddenly thought that what he was thinking was wrong, and the grievance that he had been suppressing deep in his heart came out all at once, he suppressed the soreness in his nose, and opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say anything Come.

"Baby, I almost want to kill you." Yan Qiujing's low sigh was passed into Ling Mu's ear through the receiver attached to his ear, and the tears that Ling Mu restrained for a long time slipped out of his eyes.

Ling Mu cleared his throat for a while, and when he spoke, his voice sounded normal: "I miss you very much too... Are you wrapping up tomorrow?"

The voice on the other side paused for a moment, then quickly smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm finally leaving this shitty place. Baby, you did a great job on the show. Show me all the dances in the first episode." It's..."

"..." The sourness in Ling Mu's nose was quickly withdrawn: "...do you have something serious to say?"

Yan Qiujing immediately stopped laughing and said, "Yes."

Hearing Yan Qiujing's sudden serious tone, he couldn't help but startled: "What?"

Yan Qiujing said in a low voice: "Let's try that split-horse posture some other day."

"...I'm dead." He said speechlessly.

"I was wrong!" Yan Qiujing yelled hurriedly, and then said in a panic: "Don't hang up, don't hang up, don't hang up!"

Ling Mu laughed silently, and said as if deliberately bullying him: "I'm going to practice singing."

Yan Qiujing really hummed and said wronged: "I'll go later, it's hard to talk to you..." As he spoke, he accidentally glanced at the tablet, and saw from the live broadcast that he was still in the dance room of the training building. Yuan Lai, who was practicing dancing, suddenly became more aggrieved: "Do you want to abandon me and find another man?"

Ling Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What man are you looking for?"

Yan Qiujing hummed unhappily: "You two have been on the trending searches for a day."

Ling Mu said speechlessly: "Thanks to you."

"..." Yan Qiujing became unreasonable all of a sudden, and laughed dryly twice and said in a low voice: "Ahaha, you already know... Don't you have a mobile phone... Then what, I'm a slippery hand! I'm so fucking mad that I'm dying of rage What are you doing with the cp of the two of you...don't be angry!" The voice became lower and lower.

Ling Mu said, "I'm not angry, did you canvass for my vote?"

Yan Qiujing said with a guilty conscience: "...It's also slippery..."

"...Are you a loach?" Ling Mu was completely speechless.

Because there was a live broadcast outside, Ling Mu couldn't stay in the bathroom all the time. The two chatted for nearly half an hour before Yan Qiujing reluctantly hung up the phone.

Before hanging up, he reluctantly said to Ling Mu: "That Yuan is doing radio gymnastics in the 207 dance room."

Do radio gymnastics in the dance room in the middle of the night?

Ling Mu hesitated and walked towards 207.When he saw Yuan Lai practicing the theme song dance in front of the mirror through the glass, he couldn't help laughing.

Yan Qiujing, that poisonous tongue monster.

Although he wanted to find a quiet training room to practice singing, he pushed the door open and went in.That jealous jar suddenly told him Yuan Lai's location so kindly, probably because he could see that he was excluded by his roommates and was afraid that he would be alone.

He didn't want Yan Qiujing to worry either.

Ling Mu sat in the corner and put on the earphones, Yuan Lai turned down the music in the dance room, the two of them didn't say hello to each other, they practiced their own.

When Ling Mu couldn't stand it, he would help Yuan Lai give some pointers,

When Yuan Lai couldn't listen anymore, he helped Ling Mu correct his pronunciation.

After Yan Qiujing hung up the phone, he lay on the bed in a daze for a while, feeling a little uncomfortable.

I miss you too.

Normally Ling Mu wouldn't say that.

He would say, me too.I miss you as well.

But the word very has never been used.

"Hello, Xiaolin? Help me book a flight back home tomorrow night. Well, I won't go to the wrap-up banquet. I'll go see him."