At the end of the dance, there is a movement where Ji Zeyu pulls Luo Ming's tie, showing the plot of the two arguing with each other but choosing to compromise.

Luo Ming didn't wear a tie during training, and Ji Zeyu pretended to grab a tie on his chest every time.

But this time, when Ji Zeyu stretched out his hand again and pretended to grab the tie, Luo Ming suddenly held his hand.

Luo Ming's fingers were slender and strong, with distinctly prominent knuckles, and his grip on Ji Zeyu was a bit strong.

Ji Zeyu was stunned for a while, and looked into Luo Ming's eyes subconsciously, with deep emotions in the other's eyes.

The next second, at the end of the song, Luo Ming slowly lowered his head, grabbed Ji Zeyu's hand, and approached Ji Zeyu.

In the end, their faces were almost pressed together.

Ji Zeyu couldn't tell whether Luo Ming was performing or destroying the performance for a while.

Luo Ming obviously changed the dance moves, but the moves were not abrupt, but integrated with the performance.

Ji Zeyu stared at Luo Ming's eyes, and he could see a trace of contradiction and struggle in his eyes. He seemed to be confused, and he seemed to be trying to convince himself...

"You are amazing." Ji Zeyu praised sincerely, "You have made great progress, and your eyes are completely different from before."

Luo Ming let go of Ji Zeyu's hand, took a step back, put away the emotions in his eyes, and said casually, "Don't praise me, I'm just an ordinary dance genius."

Ji Zeyu looked at Luo Ming's narcissistic appearance, was amused by him, and suddenly found that his character was quite cute.

Moreover, the cooperation between the two just now can be described as seamless. Luo Ming's performance surprised him. To have made such a big improvement in a short period of time, this really requires talent to do.

After watching the performance of the two of them, the dance teacher widened his eyes in surprise, and after a while, he remembered to applaud.

"It's wonderful." The dance teacher praised, "Your group has made great progress."

The dance teacher has to admit that Ji Zeyu and Luo Ming are the kings of the stage separately, and together they have unprecedented tension, just like two super warriors coming together, dissatisfied with each other and support each other, in the doomsday battlefield A bloody path of sympathy has been opened up.

This tension has both Ji Zeyu's efforts and Luo Ming's credit.

If Ji Zeyu is the tolerant side, then Luo Ming is the aggressor side, both are indispensable.

After listening to the teacher's compliment, Ji Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief, and his nerves that had been tense for several days finally relaxed.

"In the finals, your group's performance will definitely amaze everyone." The dance teacher gave a high evaluation.

When Ji Zeyu heard her say this, he couldn't help laughing, looking forward to the finals in his heart.

After the dance teacher left, Luo Ming stood aside and said casually, "Eighty percent of the surprise is because I'm too good-looking."

"Don't be poor," Ji Zeyu looked at Luo Ming and said to him, "Would you like to have dinner together at noon?"

Luo Ming raised his eyebrows: "Then what about your little valet?" The valet he was referring to was Qi Aodong.

"Do you mean Aodong? Of course together." Ji Zeyu said as a matter of course.

Luo Ming said, "I don't think he is happy, right?" His tone was a little strange.

"Why?" Ji Zeyu was a little confused, "It's all about the same show, what's wrong with having a meal together?"

Luo Ming didn't speak. At this moment, a figure appeared at the door.

Qi Aodong came to Ji Zeyu for dinner on time. He looked at the two people in the room, and his eyes stayed on Ji Zeyu: "Have lunch?"

"The attendant is here." Luo Ming whispered.

Ji Zeyu took Luo Ming to Qi Aodong and said to him, "Aodong, in order to celebrate the two of us finally rehearsing the dance, I want to have lunch with Luo Ming, do you mind?"

"Three people?" Qi Aodong looked at Luo Ming with no expression on his face, "If you want to be together, I have no problem."

Ji Zeyu looked at Luo Ming and said to him, "Look, I said nothing, how could Aodong mind."

Luo Ming looked at Qi Aodong and raised his lips slightly: "Hello, I'm Luo Ming. I've been listening to Xiaoyu talking about you these past few days, and I've admired your name for a long time."

When Qi Aodong heard him say "Xiaoyu", his eyes changed, but he still responded calmly: "Well, hello." He was very cold.

The three of them went to the cafeteria together. Ji Zeyu walked in the middle, acting as an active atmosphere, but the other two didn't seem to want to be friends, and behaved politely and alienatedly.

When entering the cafeteria, Ji Zeyu said to Qi Aodong, "Aodong, thanks to you for teaching me the tricks of pas de deux, otherwise we might not be able to meet each other now."

"As long as I can help you." Qi Aodong looked at Ji Zeyu and said.

Luo Ming said on the side: "It turned out that he taught you. I kept staring at me when I told you how to dance. I thought you were interested in me."

"...I suddenly don't really want to eat with you." Ji Zeyu resisted the urge to beat Luo Ming.

At the same time, Lu Nanyun, who was cooking, noticed the figure at the door.

He didn't want to disturb Ji Zeyu, but he heard a conversation between him and a man with orange hair.

"Isn't it?" Luo Ming raised his lips and teased, "You are not only staring at me, but you also eat my tofu while dancing." He lifted his clothes to reveal his thin waist: "Look at me. , there are traces of being scratched by your hands."

Ji Zeyu was speechless. He regretted it at the moment, very regretful. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't I catch you to death?"

Why can't he want to have dinner with Luo Ming?

"However, I don't despise you." Luo Ming said with a smile, not like any serious idol.

Qi Aodong, who was beside him, was already frowning, his fingers tightened slightly. He began to regret the things he taught Ji Zeyu.

After finishing the meal, Ji Zeyu sat next to Qi Aodong and complained, "Luo Ming, he usually has a bad mouth, but he's fine when he practices..."