[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

On the fifth day of Yuuri Katsuki's dance troupe training, Yang threw a tantrum at him and Victor.

"Why listless?" she yelled angrily, with her hands on her hips, people who knew her well - JJ and Kenjiro, before she took her first breath and said "I want to say something, Victor and Yuuri, come here" Time to hide out of sight. "Excuse me," she poked Yuuri's chest with her index finger, which was painted with bright red nail polish, "are you playing the orphan Anne? No? Then why don't you show some energy?" Yuuri was trained by her He didn't dare to move, for fear of angering her further.

Victor yawned, and he thrust his body between the two of them, blocking Yang's finger. "Don't say that," he said, "We—we're—ah…" He hit again. He was yawning, seriously drowsy, and there were several bunches of hair on the back of his head ridiculously standing up, as if he had leaned his head on a hard plate overnight. "We've tried hard—haven't we, Yuuri?"

"I'm sorry," Yuuri said quickly, trying to hold back his yawn, his eyes widening, "I would—I would—ah—" He still couldn't hold back a yawn, and Yang glared at them angrily Two, like a seventh-grade English teacher who saw a student write "Kemingway" instead of "Hemingway"—she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"JJ!" she screamed, "Come—say something! You—what the hell are you doing behind the curtains?"

JJ's attempt to blend in with the curtains failed, his face appeared behind the curtains trembling, and his hands were still clung to the curtains unwilling to give up.

"Hey - darling - what's the wind blowing today, your face - it's so pretty..."

Yang looked even angrier, and JJ scowled and said sternly, "This is outrageous, friends, it's outrageous! Yuuri, you and I can understand, but Victor? You're a teacher! What did you two do last night—no, wait, don't tell me. It's too personal."

Both Yuuri and Viktor were full of helplessness, if they hadn't yawned and hindered their speech, they would definitely give the most resolute rebuttal.But because they couldn't talk, they just kept yawning and wiping the tears from the corners of their eyes, so Chris had to answer instead: "They watch "Star Wars" from five o'clock until seven o'clock, when I When I went to call them, they were watching The Empire Strikes Back - I'll correct that," he added, "Victor was watching The Empire Strikes Back, and Yuuri was pretending to be Yoda."

"I didn't—" Yuuri snapped back, "I just wrapped the sheet over me to keep me warm."

"Yeah, keep warm," Chris said, "I'm sure those two emergency flashlights weren't meant to pretend to be lightsabers either. How old are you?"

Yuuri wanted to say something more, but Yang did.

"Just for that?" she growled. "Just for Star Wars?"

As soon as the words came out, Yuuri and JJ yelled at her at the same time.

"Oh woman!" JJ said, "Watch your attitude, you're disrespecting one of the most incomparable masterpieces in the history of cinema - it's okay, I know you didn't mean it, don't do it next time."

But Yang didn't appreciate it.

"Star Wars is dumb," she said dryly. "I personally prefer Star Trek."

"Thank you!" Victor said loudly, "That's what I said too." JJ and Yuuri were even more astonished, the inner world that was about to go crazy could be read from their faces, the four of them looked at each other, feeling that the other was wrong rationale.

"Uh, is that important?" Chris chimed in. "Isn't it just a movie?"

The four people who were staring fiercely at each other gasped at the same time.

"Don't say you think "Star Trek" is just a movie!" Yang said sharply.

"That's right," JJ sarcastically said, "Nobody cares about the Star Trek movies—Leonard Nimoy is kind of a character, Zachary Kunto is pure hot eyes—why have bangs?"

"Put it back," Yang said viciously, looking ready to pounce on JJ and scratch JJ's face at any time, and Yuuri hurriedly and cautiously took a step in her direction - if she wanted to attack, he could grab her from this angle.

"I say no," JJ said. "Star Trek?—not even good. You think it's good because you refuse to accept the real masterpiece."

"Oh, I refuse?" Yang said, "There is only one reason for my rejection, that is, it is stupid——Victor, say something for me!"

For a moment, three pairs of eyes focused on Viktor, shining like a row of searchlights - Yuuri was among them, looking vaguely expectant - Viktor hated disappointing Yuuri, but this was the only thing, refuting Yuuri, and watching His furious defense of Star Wars seemed hilarious to him.

"Well, I just saw the second one," Victor said, "if you ask me—there's a lot of nonsense in this movie."

JJ and Yuuri's hair is standing on end, Victor pretends not to see, he continues, "Well, there's one thing I don't understand: the Ewoks*."

JJ's face was livid, "Is there something wrong with them?"

Viktor had to fight like hell to keep from laughing, the look on Yuuri's face was so cute.

"It's—it's a bear," Victor said sincerely. "I mean, what's the point of a bear being in a movie if it's not even cute?"

"To show diversity," Yuuri says, and JJ nods in support and thumps him on the chest, knocking Yuuri back two steps, and the two of them suddenly form a life-and-death alliance. "And who said Ewoks aren't cute?"

The two of them looked at Victor angrily, like two ducklings who came home and found their nest trampled down, quacking.

"Ewok isn't cute, so what else do you think is cute?" JJ asked, "Your heart is dead."

Victor didn't answer, at this moment, he thought Yuuri standing in front of him was the cutest, he laughed.When he smiled, Yuuri seemed to be infected, even though his eyes were still wide open, the corners of his mouth also turned up, and the two of them looked at each other, entering a state of silly joy that no one could understand.Chris groaned.

"Okay, let's all agree that 'The Simpsons' is the real classic, okay? Kenjiro, what do you think?"

Kenjiro, who had been huddling in the corner and pretending that he didn't exist, was shocked when he was suddenly called.He raised his head blankly, "Uh——I like "Gundam OO"." He whispered.

The four arguing people stop and stare at him, and they look at each other, and this time, even Young and JJ smile.

"God, we're so old..." Yang moaned, "I can't believe it..."

"Represent yourself," JJ said, "I think I'm young, like a teenager."

"You go to bed at 70 o'clock every night and get up at five o'clock in the morning to hang out in the hotel. Your bladder is at least [-] years old."

JJ's face flushed.

"That's exercising!" he said loudly, then turned around and walked hurriedly outside the door, "I'm leaving! I don't have time to waste with you, brother is the leading actor."

He walked away proudly.

"Okay," Viktor said, "Looks like I should go too - practice hard." He finished, brushing Yuuri's hair, and was stopped by Yang when he walked to the door.

"Tell JJ that Yuuri will also participate in the group rehearsal from this afternoon, in the big rehearsal room." She urged, Yuuri raised his head suddenly, he was still immersed in the joy of bickering with Victor, and was suddenly awakened, they Their eyes met in mid-air, and Yuuri suddenly realized that it had been—five days had passed, and there were only two days left before his performance.

"I will," Victor says, his eyes on Yuuri, and he smiles.As if drawing strength from this smile, Yuuri immediately shook off the psychological burden and smiled back at Victor.

There are still two days.

This afternoon's group rehearsal turned out surprisingly well, as if some kind of intimate bond had been established because of "Star Wars", Yuuri found that he and JJ were becoming in tune, like a cog finally being put into the right place Position, he felt that he was no longer the one who made "creaking" noises and stood out because he didn't fit in the group. He began to truly "belong" to the group and became more and more comfortable in his position.

All this was so happy and beautiful that in the blink of an eye, the sky went dark, and he was already sitting in the car with sore body, and Chris sat in the driver's seat.Although he has left the rehearsal room, his heart seems to be still there, still dizzy and fluctuating from the high-speed spinning and running and jumping.

Victor was standing there talking to Yang.

"What's the plan for tonight?" She asked, because the rehearsal went well and she was in a great mood. "It's still early, let's have a drink together?"

"No." Victor shook his head, with a smug expression on his face, he announced happily: "We plan to finish watching the rest of "Star Wars"—hell, there are seven of them! I can't believe they've made it to this point." Still shooting this stuff."

"Hey!" Yuuri yells, unable to help but pay attention to every word Viktor says despite his exhaustion.Victor heard his protest and winked at Yang.

"I Googled it," he said mysteriously, his voice low enough that Yuuri couldn't hear, "There are 27 goofy scenes, and I'm going to point them out to him one by one."

"Oh——" Yang covered her chest and made a sweet voice on purpose. She rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "It's so romantic, he's so lucky to have you."

Victor smirked at her, snapped his fingers, and opened the co-pilot's door.

"Good night, Liz," he said. "Have a good night—it's not easy being up at five in the morning and following JJ."

Before Yang had an attack, he quickly got into the car, Chris started the car without him urging him a second time, and quickly drove out of Yang's attack range.

There are still two days.