The CP of the strong group is the sweetest [Entertainment]

"Sign your name here."

"The ID number is signed here."

"Then take the ink pad and stamp it..."

"Come here, here is the napkin, wipe off the ink pad on your hands."

Staring at Yuan Xiao signing the paper contract, the boss literally reminded Yuan Xiao to do it step by step, for fear that he would have to do it all over again if he made a wrong step.

Fortunately, Yuan Xiao was very upbeat, until he took the napkin, there was no problem at all in the signing process, and the contract was signed smoothly.

In addition to the one returned to the program party, one copy of the contract is kept on file in the company, and the other is for myself.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Xiao put this extremely difficult contract on his knees.

Turning his head, Cheng Feng was still looking through the contract and supplementary contract without haste.

Yuan Xiao waited quietly for Cheng Feng, but Zhang Zhengfan was a little anxious.

"Cheng Feng...Actually, you really don't need to look too carefully. These terms and conditions have been reviewed by the legal department. Our company can't do entertainment, and it's fine to do legal affairs."

What is there to be proud of.

Yuan Xiao couldn't laugh or cry.

But what Zhang Zhengfan said was the truth. Qiyao Entertainment showed no signs of making a big splash in the entertainment industry, but the legal affairs were really extraordinary.

While speaking, Cheng Feng's fingers had turned over the last page.

With the contract clearly in his chest, Cheng Feng just drew a pen and tapped the tip of the pen on the piece of paper.

It wasn't until this time that Yuan Xiao sat upright, swallowed, and pretended to be calm and tilted his head towards Cheng Feng.

Zhang Zhengfan was much more exaggerated than Yuan Xiao, he simply put his hands on the armrest and was about to stand up and look at Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng remained indifferent, his pen tip landed steadily on the paper, the font matched his name, showing his sharp arrogance.

Then, there is the ID number.

Cheng Feng's finger touched the red ink pad, and his thumb landed on the junction of his name and ID number.

Three in a row, this red mark sealed Cheng Feng's signature, and the legal effect of the three contracts officially came into effect when he left the last finger print.

Pulling out a napkin from Zhang Zhengfan's desk, Cheng Feng took the contract and stood up, not intending to stay.

"Let's go." Cheng Feng said to Yuan Xiao.

"Okay." Yuan Xiao also grabbed his contract and followed Cheng Feng, "Goodbye, boss."

"Goodbye."

Zhang Zhengfan didn't care whether the two of them exchanged greetings with him, thank you for cultivation, I will work hard, and receiving two contracts is enough for him to smile.

Grabbing the four overlapping contracts on the table, he piled them all together on the table, he quickly summoned He Xi, and Zhang Zhengfan arranged for express mail to send the contracts away.

"Tell me, will our company soar into the sky and embark on the broad road?"

"The boss of the meeting." He Xi was very cooperative, "Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng will definitely become popular, and our company will definitely become popular."

Complimentingly waving at the secretary, Zhang Zhengfan paced to the window, picked up the purple clay cup, and admired the almost non-existent scenery outside the window.

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On the other side, Yuan Xiao held his contract and followed Cheng Feng step by step, until the practice room, he was still smiling.

After so long, he finally waited for an opportunity to show himself and realize his dream.

Following Cheng Feng into the practice room, the two of them changed into a pair of special shoes, Cheng Feng turned on the light, and the dim practice room was brightened up instantly, and the floor was radiant.

Walking to the side of the stereo, Cheng Feng took out the USB flash drive from his pocket, plugged it into the stereo, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Let's jump." Cheng Feng said to Yuan Xiao who was standing at the door.

Yuan Xiao woke up like a dream, and looked at Cheng Feng blankly.

"Jump...jump what?"

"Recently, the dance taught by the teacher has been done in one dance." Cheng Feng said concisely.

Suddenly let yourself dance?Yuan Xiao had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't question Cheng Feng.

Putting the contract on the shelf at the entrance, Yuan Xiao walked over, stood in the middle of the dance room, looked at himself in the mirror, and took a breath.

"Have you started yet?"

"It's started." Cheng Feng nodded, "I'll play the music when you're ready."

Yuan Xiao looked at himself in the mirror, and didn't know what it means to be ready and what it means to be unready.

Pulling down the sweater, Yuan Xiao made an "OK" gesture, and Cheng Feng pressed the play button on the stereo.

The impactful music rushed out of the honeycomb of the sound amplifier in an instant, Yuan Xiao was caught off guard, and the first few movements were horrible.

Cheng Feng was expressionless and watched noncommittally.

But fortunately, he quickly found his rhythm again.

In the middle part of the music, the tempo can already be stepped on, and at the end of the part, the strength of the movement has also come out.

But that's all.

There is no beauty, no accuracy of movement, none of these exist.

After the last beat, Yuan Xiao stood on the spot panting, looking at Cheng Feng who was sitting on the ground.

Cheng Feng's palm covered his lips with his backhand when he was halfway through the jump. He turned off the stereo with his other hand, and seemed to be thinking about how he should evaluate Yuan Xiao.

"No."

Finally, Cheng Feng said bluntly.

Yuan Xiao smiled awkwardly.

He also knew that he couldn't do it. His strengths were not in dancing, but he was told so directly...

Still pretty sad.

"With this level of dance, there is no possibility of getting No. 2." Cheng Feng said.

... No. 2?

"No.2?" Yuan Xiao touched his ears, suspecting that he heard it wrong, "What No.2?"

"No.2 of the show."

"...The program? But...Didn't Zhang Zhengfan say that the program team only promised us [-] to [-] people?"

The agreement is very clear, the condition is that they fire CP, the reward is to invite them to the show, and the further reward is thirteen to seventeen.

Never said No.2?

"It was never said that it couldn't be No.1 and No.2."

Cheng Feng stretched out his hand, and took the contract and supplementary contract that had been put aside.

"Inside the contract..." Yuan Xiao also read the contract, fast but careful, "It says in the contract that if we fire CP, we can guarantee thirteen to seventeen..."

Cheng Feng: "But the contract doesn't say that we can't compete for a higher ranking through our own efforts."

A thick stack of paper pages flew with his movements.

Yuan Xiao didn't care to look at the paper, all he saw was Cheng Feng's confident expression.

"Yes." Yuan Xiao nodded involuntarily, "The contract doesn't say so, of course we can compete for a higher ranking!"

"Correct."

"This is a program voted by the audience. As long as we capture the hearts of the audience, everything is possible!"

Yuan Xiao's eyes were shining, if he wasn't unfamiliar with Cheng Feng, he would definitely give him a hug!

Why has it never occurred to him that he doesn't necessarily have to be imprisoned in the ranking area locked by the shady, but can go further, further? !

The room was well lit, Yuan Xiao's bright eyes could be seen clearly by Cheng Feng, and his usual cold expression suddenly softened and became a little gentler.

"So, do you want to work hard?" Cheng Feng asked.

"Yes! Of course!"

Cheng Feng put his finger on the switch of the sound system, and he said to Yuan Xiao: "Then do it again and dance seriously."

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If you have a goal in mind, you will not be able to move.

If Yuan Xiao only did 90.00% of his efforts in the dance last time, then this time he did [-]% of his efforts.

He first silently recalled the movements, then stood in front of the mirror, reviewed it by himself, and then asked Cheng Feng to play the music, dance with all his strength at the highest level.

This time, Yuan Xiao stepped on the beat right from the beginning, even if the music suddenly started, there was no panic, and there were very few mistakes in his movements.

When the music stopped and the dance ended, Yuan Xiao was sweating profusely.

however……

"No." Cheng Feng still commented.

Lowering his head to support his knees, Yuan Xiao panted heavily, using this posture to ease his embarrassment.

This time he had tried his best, but no... still no.

"I... danced very badly." Yuan Xiao lowered his head, hid his expression in this movement, and showed a wry smile, "But I will try my best..."

"It's not a matter of hard work." Cheng Feng said coldly.

Yuan Xiao's heart seemed to be hit by cold rain, and his head was buried even lower.

He hummed lightly, but he didn't think Cheng Feng heard it.

The next moment, he felt a light pressure on the top of his head, which seemed to be a silent comfort.

Yuan Xiao looked up in surprise, only to see that Cheng Feng had already stood beside him, stretching his tendons slightly in front of the mirror.

"Or, it's not just a matter of hard work." Cheng Feng stretched his big arm to the left, and did two high leg raises, "It's a problem with the way of exerting force."

After finishing the warm-up exercise, Cheng Feng walked behind Yuan Xiao, and naturally put both hands on Yuan Xiao's waist.

"Now, do the waist twist."

Yuan Xiao didn't hear Cheng Feng's request, his waistline suddenly tightened, his whole body tensed up, and his teeth bit his lower lip.

Cheng Feng felt Yuan Xiao's unnaturalness.

He looked up, first saw Yuan Xiao's powdered ear tips, and then looked into the mirror, Yuan Xiao's entire face, down to his neck, was all powdered into one piece.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Feng asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay..." Yuan Xiao's voice became a little softer, "That...can you not touch my waist?"

"Because...itches..."

The last sentence seemed like some kind of compensation, just to make his gaffe less obvious.

Cheng Feng quickly let go of his hand, tilted his head, and coughed lightly.

"Sorry." Cheng Feng said.

Yuan Xiao shook his head.

The two heads turned sideways in two directions. After a while, Yuan Xiao finally recovered the original skin color, and Cheng Feng raised his hand again.

Looking at his hands, Cheng Feng hesitated.

"Can you hold your hips?"

"Okay, hip is fine..."

After another strange silence, Cheng Feng finally made up his mind, put his hands on Yuan Xiao's crotch, and began to correct his movements.

"It's better to do the waist twisting first." Cheng Feng said, "We don't do anything else today, first correct your way of exerting force."

Yuan Xiao nodded, and started practicing as Cheng Feng said.

At first, he was a little embarrassed, but Cheng Feng's teaching skills were as good as his dancing skills, gradually, Yuan Xiao got involved.

After a day of exhausting training, Yuan Xiao can feel his progress even though he is a layman in dancing.

After returning to the dormitory, Yuan Xiao took a shower and fell asleep, but Cheng Feng turned on the computer and sent an email to a person named "David".

Cheng Feng sent only a short sentence, but immediately replied with a long list.

[Hey, buddy, you can't be like this. You haven't contacted me for so long, and whenever you contact me, you just ask someone for help!Of course, I happen to have this resource on my side, with a cool pas de deux, but you have to say "Let me help you" before I send it to you. 】

【Please help me. 】

The other side seemed to be intoxicated with Cheng Feng's reply, and soon, the music was sent.

Cheng Feng listened to it, clicked download, ignored David's subsequent emails, and turned off the computer.

After returning to the bathroom for a brief wash, Cheng Feng went to bed and quickly fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, Yuan Xiao had already prepared breakfast and put it on the table, and he was wearing sportswear and sweatpants.

"Woke up so early?" Cheng Feng looked at the steaming porridge on the table.

"Yes, you can only go out for a morning run when you wake up early." Yuan Xiao said.

"..." Cheng Feng was slightly surprised, "Aren't you in pain?"

As a person who has danced for many years and taught others to dance for a living, Cheng Feng knew very well that according to his method yesterday, Yuan Xiao would definitely be sore today.

Not to mention, Yuan Xiao was really useless from practice last night, and was brought back by him half-supporting and half-carrying.

He was prepared to practice only half a day today.

A trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes again, Cheng Feng thought for a while, and finally pointed to the breakfast on the table.

"Let's have breakfast." Cheng Feng said.

"I haven't run yet..." Yuan Xiao replied, "It's not good to eat before exercising."

"I won't run today." Cheng Feng said.

"but……"

From a few days ago, Yuan Xiao realized that his own shortcomings were not limited to dancing movements.

No one can keep up with his physical fitness and physical fitness.

Of course, Yuan Xiao will not be disheartened because of this, but since he is aware of the problem, he must work harder today than yesterday.

"Eat." Cheng Feng said succinctly, "I will regulate the intensity of my training. Improvement is not counterproductive."

Yuan Xiao stood by the bed for a while, and finally listened obediently to Cheng Feng's words, sat down, grabbed a bun and chewed slowly.

The slender eyelashes are hanging under the eyes, and the appearance of eating buns with small bites makes people feel a little soft-hearted.

Cheng Feng looked away, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, the porridge was a little hot and steaming.

"If." Cheng Feng stared at the porridge and said.

Yuan Xiao raised his head instantly, the bun was still in his hand, his lips were shiny.

"If you can pass my assessment on Christmas, I will give you a present."

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Although Cheng Feng didn't say what the gift was, Yuan Xiao was looking forward to it if he had one.

In the days that followed, he relentlessly completed Cheng Feng's tasks, dance class, vocal music class, all classes were suspended, and he only attended Cheng Feng's small class.

The two of them basically practiced together every day, only occasionally, Cheng Feng would disappear and then come back soon.

Yuan Xiao didn't know what he was doing, and didn't ask.

But the days turned down day by day, and soon, Santa Claus rushed over with his reindeer.

On the night of December 25th, everyone in the city who was able to go out went out to celebrate this festival, only Qiyao Entertainment worked overtime.

In the training room on the fifteenth floor, the dance teacher, vocal teacher, boss, and a small group of trainees occupied the seats in front of the mirror.

Cheng Feng guarded his voice, and said to Yuan Xiao:

"The exam begins."