Chapter 38 "I Won't Get It True"

"Don't you think we're wrong for this?" Bai Yan's nose was a little red, and his eyes widened to look at him.

The dark clouds above the studio moved very slowly, and the moonlight shifted inadvertently. Suiyi's face was abnormally pale, and she was frozen in place, unable to move. A dull and heavy pain spread from the position of the heart, making people gasp for breath. Not angry.

Bai Yan stood for a while, without getting any reply, his fingers curled up unnaturally, and pulled Sui Yi's hand.

Sui Yi woke up from the commotion, hugged the person in front of her tightly, sighed in relief, and said, "No."

"That's what you said." Bai Yan obediently put his head on Suiyi's shoulder, as if talking to himself.

"After the final, everything will be fine." Sui Yi's hand was very hard, her tone seemed to be in a mess, and she casually swore: "It will be fine, I promise."

Bai Yan seemed to have accepted his promise, and said half-consciously with a nasal voice: "Then you must remember to reply to my message."

Sui Yi's mood was as if she had made two rounds of lifts on the spot, and after a long time of lingering in her heart, she recalled that she didn't reply after Bai Yan thanked Mung Bean Soup last time.

It rained suddenly in the second half of the night, and Bai Yan was woken up by the sound of rain hitting the window. Looking at the time, it was almost five o'clock.

He touched his forehead subconsciously, and after several days of burning, it finally subsided. Bai Yan was awake in the dimly lit room, and reached out to find his mobile phone.

Sui Yi went downstairs from the rooftop and went straight to the airport, sent several messages to Bai Yan at around two o'clock, rambled, saying that he had landed, saying that the semi-final process has not yet come out, so let him pay attention to his body, and finally said that it will be soon will be back.

Bai Yan looked at the phrase "return to Qinhuangdao" and smiled unconsciously.

There is a friend request in the second column, a friend request from a person with a dog avatar: Mr. Bai, I'm Gudong.

The next second after Bai Yan passed, a message was sent from the opposite side.

[Gudong: Teacher Bai! ! ! Waking up so early? ! ! ]

[Gudong: Still haven't slept yet? ]

[Bai: Wake up, what's wrong? ]

[Gudong: Fortunately, I have your registration form, otherwise I wouldn't know your number. ]

[Gudong: I'm fired! ]

Bai Yan was a little surprised, recalled how hard Gu Dong worked in the studio, and sent a question mark incomprehensibly.

[Gudong: But it doesn't matter, I didn't want to do it. ]

[White:……]

[Gudong: I just thought I should say hi to you. ]

[Bai: I wish you all the best in the future. ]

[Gudong: Hey, thank you. ]

The name on the screen changed to being input, and Bai Yan waited for a while before receiving a new message.

[Gudong: Originally, I didn’t walk so fast, but after the competition system was decided to change, this show no longer needs outsourced screenwriters like us. It's a bit complicated. All in all, it changed from an audition to a regular song and dance performance. In addition, I was writing the character line, and there were teachers who needed to write variety shows to do the conflict line. I couldn't write well, so I left early. ]

There is no right or wrong in the long message, only that Gu Dong's attitude towards him has not changed, Bai Yan typed a few words, thought about it and deleted it.

Gudong sent a new message: "But Mr. Bai, I still like you very much, and I hope you can go further. Before I was your team, I will arrange more lines for you. It's not the script that I wrote, you also You have to talk more, otherwise the director will not give you the camera, and the tutor also likes you so much, you must do your best!"

Bai Yan calmed down in the darkness, and after a while he replied, "Okay, thank you."

The practice room was bustling after noon, and the recording process of the dance group was very similar to that of the vocal group. Bai Yan took a few sheets of paper as usual, and stood in the corner waiting for the staff to schedule.

Jane Annie arrived at the scene early and put on exaggerated makeup. When Bai Yan looked at her, she couldn't even see her facial features.

"Bai Yan?" The leader of the dance group reminded him in a low voice to move his position, indicating to him the dance demo that was buffering on the big screen.

Bai Yan glanced at Li Xiujie, smiled and turned around, facing the camera sideways.

The choreography part is a bit difficult. For Bai Yan's level, it's a little exaggerated. It's much different from the theme song.

Li Xiujie stood beside him with no expression on his face, and asked him, "Can you do this?"

Most of the dance group had familiar faces, and the semi-final group was suddenly crowded into a white banquet, and the atmosphere became a little weird.

Bai Yan paused, and said unsurely, "I'll try my best."

The girl who replaced Gu Dong stood by the door as before, watching the changes in the director's camera very intently, but her expression was dull, and she didn't seem to be resting well.

Jane Annie recorded a few interactions with the players and then left the practice room. Li Xiujie, who was standing beside her, quickly put away her smile and began to explain the standard and key points of the movements very seriously.

Bai Yan was half-understood, and followed the teaching assistant to take a seat.

"Hey—yes, come on, get up." The teaching assistant in charge of the people in the back row stared at Bai Yan in the mirror, raised his eyebrows and asked him to do it first, "Jump! Turn around!"

When Bai Yan jumped up, he glanced at the surveillance camera beside him, his heart suddenly jumped, and when he landed again, he heard a crisp movement.

There was a dull pain in the right ankle, followed by a pain that was hard to ignore, and it was uncomfortable to pierce the bones.

The movements of the other players and assistant coaches stopped. Li Xiujie stood in front of him through a few people, frowned and said, "This is not good, go back to rest first."

The teaching assistant stood on the side, smelling of perfume, and asked him in a bad tone, "Aren't you warming up?"

"...No." Bai Yan held his hands and sat on the ground.

"Okay." The assistant said in a sullen voice, "Why didn't you warm up?"

The piercing feeling on his feet became stronger and stronger, Bai Yan's face was sullen, and he was speechless in pain. Within a few minutes, the executive director next door ran to the scene.

"How could this be?" The executive director squatted beside Bai Yan, not complaining or worrying.

"I'll take him back to the dormitory to rest." Li Xiujie said calmly, leaning down and pulling Bai Yan's arm.

Bai Yan was pulled up, and the table book by his hand fell to the ground.

"Can I go?" Li Xiujie carried the person out of the practice room.

Bai Yan put his whole body weight on his left foot and walked unsteadily, so he still waved his hand and said, "Yes, yes."

The dorm area was eerily quiet, most of the canopy beds had been emptied, and it looked terribly depressing.

Li Xiujie walked with him to the door, casually looked at the surveillance camera at the entrance of the dormitory area, stopped in front of the threshold, and said, "Have a good rest."

The dormitory area was stuffy, Bai Yan rested on the bed, his ankles swollen silently.

During the period, the staff responsible for the management of the dormitory area came over and threw him a bottle of medicated oil for falls with a lukewarm attitude.

"You take a rest first, if you really can't, I'll take you to the hospital." The staff member said, "It's not convenient for the doctor to come in."

"Okay." Bai Yan nodded quickly.

The staff left without saying anything. Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the medicated oil and looked for how to use it. The usage method printed on the bottle was only half worn down, and there was a string of production dates at the bottom. He took a closer look. The shelf life has passed a year and a half.

Bai Yan twisted a few more times, and the bottle cap seemed to be stuck by the solidified liquid, so he put the things back on the simple table and lay flat with his head up.

The mood became a little chaotic again. This studio in the outer suburbs of Qinhuangdao was like a container for polymerization reactions, which gave birth to all kinds of complex thoughts.

He wanted to Suiyi a little, but he realized rationally that he shouldn't tell Suiyi about his ankle injury.

Bai Yan turned over, charged the phone, and flipped through a few pages of Sueyi's news.

An hour ago, was going to leave for Qinhuangdao's airport. was dressed in black casual clothes. The brim of the baseball cap was so low that couldn't see eyes.

The physical album originally scheduled to be released in early May was postponed for unknown reasons, and most fans seemed to have known about it and expressed their continued expectation.

Yesterday, was the third last to walk the red carpet at the ceremony. The suit on body is a long-term endorsement of a luxury brand.

Bai Yan waited for a few seconds before caching a photo of Sui Yi's whole body, a very slim white suit with a large shirt of ink petals inside.

As usual, this style of clothes makes it easy to look fancy, but when Sui Yi walks the red carpet, she hardly smiles, her eyes and mouth are flat, and she has an unexpectedly cool beauty.

Bai Yan glanced at his Adam's apple and chin, his face was a little hot, he reached out and closed Weibo, and began to shoot the relevant personnel bored.

He dug out the dialog with Asi, only to find that he hadn't heard from him for nearly a month.

[Bai: Brother! ]

[Your brother: The mortgage money has been transferred, and the dean is very good. ]

[Bai: ...Thank you. ]

Bai Yan looked at Asi's automatic reply to the same message, with an indescribable guilty conscience. As he was about to say something, Asi interrupted him again.

[Your brother: I'm busy, you have nothing to do by yourself. ]

The pain at the ankle did not improve, and Bai Yan pulled out Yuan Yuan's business card again.

[Bai: Yuanyuan, are you busy? ]

[Yuanyuan: Are you having a meeting outside, what's the matter, old white? ]

[Bai: Nothing, just a little boring. ]

[Yuanyuan: Are you not training? I read in the group that the semi-finals are next Tuesday. ]

[Bai: My foot is sprained and I can't go. ]

[Yuanyuan: Have you dealt with it? Is it serious? what did the doctor say? Wouldn't it affect the game? ]

Bai Yan watched the news for a while, and felt a little uncomfortable. The two months of recording the show seemed to freeze, and he almost forgot that the three of them were still hot most of the time.

[Bai: No problem, you are busy. ]

Bai Yan sat up, feeling a little breath in his chest, and a little fiercely pulled the medicinal oil bottle from the table again, twisting it hard twice, but did not unscrew it.

Before the sky was dark, the cirrostratus cloud was pressing down.

The teaching assistant sent the dance demo to everyone individually. Bai Yan adjusted the video to a slow speed and watched it one by one, recalling the position Li Xiujie had arranged for him, and gestured a little funny.

The condition of the ankle was not good, and halfway through, a player who was not very familiar brought him a bottle of mineral water that was freezing to his hands.

Bai Yan put it on for a while, and felt numb from the soles of the feet to the ankles.

The phone vibrated twice, and the system prompted Sui Yi to arrive at the airport ahead of schedule. He glanced at the outdoor temperature and clicked on the video.

This function was added by him himself. It was bound by Suiyi's ID card, mobile phone number and password that had not been changed in seven or eight years. He knew it was not good, but many fans would pay attention to the flight.

Blame my memory for being too good, Bai Yan explained to himself, and continued to focus on the dancer marked No. 7 on the screen.

After watching for a few seconds, the screen paused again, reminding him of new news.

[Gudong: Teacher Bai! Teacher Bai! see this! ]

Gu Dong, who left Qinhuangdao, is still very lively. He has endless things to say every day, and he chats with Bai Yan at a fixed time.

Bai Yan opened the forum link she sent, and it started with two pictures. The first picture is of Sui Yi standing in front of the flower basket given to him by the fans, and the second picture is of the vocal grass group performance knot. When Sui Yi reviews.

Followed by words that can't be drawn to the end, the first paragraph is the clip of Sui Yi blocking him in the bathroom, Bai Yan sat up alertly, and read it word by word.

Although Suiyi did stop him in the bathroom, the actual situation was far from what was described in the post. He neither blushed and confessed to the vocal instructor, nor did he accidentally slip and fall into Suiyi's arm. .

[Bai: ... what is this? ]

[Gudong: Fanwen, how is it? It looks good, right? ]

[Bai: It's ridiculous. ]

[Gudong: Are you kidding? Very sticky! This is you and Suiyi. ]

[Bai: How can there be! ]

[Gudong: Where is it not? It's you! ]

Bai Yan read a few more paragraphs in a bit of annoyance, and organized language for a long time before sending out the new news.

[Bai: Am I so... exaggerating? ]

[Gudong: Where is this exaggeration? Mr. Bai, you are also someone who has stayed on the island. Is the reality better than this one? How many times has that person and that person played by themselves every day, and I guess that person should have also hooked up with Teacher Sui, hey, there's no way, they're too popular. ]

[Bai: Really? ]

There was no sound on the other side, and after a while, the phone vibrated out of control.

[Gudong: No, Teacher Bai! ]

[Gu Dong: When I show you this, shouldn't your first reaction be to clarify that you are a straight man? ]

[Gudong: Are you really crooked? ]

[Gudong: You really

crush

With Yi? ]

[Gudong: Or you really have a leg! ]

[Gudong: I won't get it for real, right? ]

Bai Yan was stunned in the same place holding the phone, his fingers moved, but he didn't type a word. He didn't know how to answer Gu Dong's words.

Fortunately, after a while, he explained to himself: "Hey, Mr. Bai, I didn't mean that, I know you two are fine, don't be angry, isn't this just entertaining yourself, I just wrote it blindly, youIf it's wrong, I'll change it."

Bai Yan pursed his lips and said casually: "You can write whatever you want, I don't care anyway, but Sui Yi doesn't feel like this kind of cute person..."

After he replied with lingering fears, Sui Yi's message jumped out, a very cute kitten running emoji added the phrase "I'm here".

Bai Yan's hands trembled unnecessarily, and the phone fell silently on the mattress.