I Struggled To Survive In the Girl Group

"Rain over the sky, have you heard of it?"

The light and shadow in front of him swayed suddenly, and then the lyrics in his hand were pulled out by a well-defined hand.

Wen Ling maintained the original movement, paused for half a second, then picked up another lyrics scattered on the smooth wooden floor of the practice room, and brushed the dust on it with his fingers.

"what is that?"

Wen Ling's voice is very similar to her name, like Lingling spring water, pleasant to the ear.

She leaned her back against the wall, her eyes fell on the paper, and she didn't seem to care about the topic.

"Yu Tingbai and An Qing's CP names."

Yi Zhuo bent down and sat beside her, stretched out her long legs at will, and the curved metal earrings collided and jingled.

Wen Ling thought for a moment, and then suddenly made a "uh" sound. The signature pen circled around his fingertips and continued to write and draw on the lyrics.

Yi Zhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at her for a few seconds.

She found that no matter what, in Wen Ling's hands, it will add a bit of elegance.

Yi Zhuo retracted his gaze, raised his head slightly, leaned against the wall, and spoke to himself.

"When I sent out my phone last time, I heard from my friend that since the episode of Wugong Stage aired, the two of them have suddenly become popular in CP, and their super talk ranking is closely followed by You and Yu Tingbai's 'white wind chimes'."

"The stage of "Bloodthirsty Forest" itself is not bad. The problem is that the arm-wrestling part of the battle between their groups is very popular and attracts a large number of CP fans. This wave of operations can really..."

The signature pen did not stop, crossed out a few marks, and wrote a new line.

Yi Zhuo finally couldn't hold his breath, raised his hand, and took out the pen from the person next to him.

"Are you listening to me?"

Wen Ling was not annoyed, looked up at her and smiled gently: "I'm listening."

Yi Zhuo wondered, "You don't care at all?"

In the early stage of the draft, Wen Ling and Yu Tingbai cooperated twice, and the response was very good. "White Wind Chime" has also become the most popular CP of this talent show.

But from the beginning of the fourth public, by chance, the two of them were never divided into a group again, and their relationship became weaker. An Qing's sudden intervention will obviously bring a lot of threat to the "white wind chimes".

Wen Ling pondered for a moment, and was ambiguous.

"Practice the stage first, and talk about the rest later."

Yi Zhuo was still thinking about the meaning of this sentence, and Wen Ling had already stuffed the marked lyrics into her hand. The fingertips inadvertently brushed against her palm, bringing a soft touch.

"I changed your part, try it."

Yi Zhuo took the lyrics, glanced at the slightly faded wrist guard on Wen Ling's slender wrist, and gave a light meal.

The draft of this era has largely become a game for the rich. The trainees in the training camp are richer than each other, and luxury goods can be seen everywhere. Yi Zhuo often laughs at himself, saying that he belongs to the poor class here. And Wen Ling looked even poorer than her.

But it shouldn't.

Wen Ling's parents are both the deans of famous colleges and universities. She comes from a wealthy family, has a good conversation, and has a refined temperament. At first glance, she looks like a wealthy girl with good tutoring. But Wen Ling didn't have any famous brand from head to toe. She didn't seem to have any material desires, and she didn't like shopping. All food and clothing expenses were very simple.

The moist eyes are always calm, and only when they are immersed in the music will they bloom with a faint brilliance.

Weird.

Yi Zhuo shook his head, lowered his eyes and studied the lyrics.

***

"You go back first, I'll practice later."

After Yu Tingbai said this, he stood up and walked to the center of the empty practice room to stand still. She was sweating a lot, and a few strands of long hair were sticking wetly around her neck. Under the bright light, her face looked pale.

"I think it's fine, let's go back together."

An Qing pursed her lips and opened her mouth carefully. She hugged her knees and sat on the round ottoman in the corner, looking like a tiny one.

It was already twelve o'clock now, and there were only the two of them left in the practice room. Tomorrow night will be the finals. This afternoon, each group had a high-intensity rehearsal. The physical exertion was severe. Most of the trainees chose to go back to rest early to recharge their energy for tomorrow.

"not enough."

Yu Tingbai didn't look at her, and practiced alone in front of the mirror.

It is a pleasure to watch Yu Tingbai dance. Every movement, whether it is strength, angle or rhythm, is just right, like a flawless work of art.

She was still in the C position in the finals, and the difficulty and intensity of the dance were unmatched by other people's parts. And Yu Tingbai is a person who pursues the ultimate, so she must make more efforts to achieve the line in her heart.

An Qing was helpless, didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Yu Tingbai had lost a lot of weight to the naked eye during this period of time, and the loose sweater had become more empty, giving the illusion that it would collapse when the wind blows.

The person in front of the mirror jumped a few more times, and the clock on the wall gradually pointed to a point.

An Qing rested her chin on her knees, her whole body drowsy. She half-closed her eyes and watched the slender figure swirl lightly in the center of the practice room, with smooth and graceful curves.

Just before she was about to lose consciousness, the figure suddenly stopped.

Are you finally going back?

An lightly rubbed her eyes, gradually woke up, stood up straight and stretched.

However, the situation didn't seem to be very good, and Yu Tingbai slowly stopped, holding his forehead, shaking uncontrollably twice. Then she seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, like a thin puppet with a broken thread, smashing heavily to the ground.

An Qing's eyes widened suddenly, before her brain had time to think, her body responded first. She jumped forward sharply, reaching out to catch her a second before the opponent touched the ground.

But no matter how good her motor nerves are, in a state of exhaustion, she can't steadily support an adult who is temporarily incapacitated.

The impact was oncoming, An Qing's legs softened, and she was brought down to the ground together. She was crushed under her body, and Yu Tingbai's forehead was knocked on her chin, causing her to snort.

An Qing was very fortunate that when she was dozing off just now, she put a thick down jacket on her body, making her a perfect meat pad, so that she would not be injured.

"Yu Tingbai, are you okay? Are you tired?"

An Qing reached out and patted the person in his arms, and then quickly realized something was wrong.

Yu Tingbai closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face became paler.

What's happening here?

"I'll call someone, don't worry."

An Qing suddenly panicked, she placed Yu Tingbai on the floor carefully, and wanted to ask for help when she got up.

There was a pulling force behind her, and a thin hand grabbed the corner of her clothes.

An Qing was startled and turned to look behind her. I saw Yu Tingbai's lips moved slightly, struggling to spit out one or two vague syllables.

What are you talking about?

An Qing hurriedly leaned in to listen carefully.

Yu Tingbai let go of her, raised his hand to the soft stool where the coat was placed, and repeated it in a low voice.

"pocket."

An Qingyi knew it, walked over quickly, and took out the contents of Yu Tingbai's coat pocket.

It was a small jar of ordinary candy with a little glossy metal casing.

She suddenly realized something.

Is it, hypoglycemia?

An Qing opened the lid and poured it into her palm, only to find that it was empty.

Yu Tingbai looked at the empty jar, and his face suddenly became ugly.

However, the next second, she saw An Qing reached out and took out her pocket, took out a few colorful candies wrapped in cellophane, and carefully held them in front of her.

"Is this possible?"

Seeing the affirmative look in the other's eyes, An Qing quickly peeled off the candy wrapper and put a piece of candy into her mouth.

The candy turned around on the tip of the tongue, and the sweet taste quickly spread throughout the mouth.

Sweeter than anything she's ever eaten.

There was a sound of fabric rubbing in her ears, and then the back of her neck was gently lifted and placed on a soft spot.

When he realized that his head was resting on An Qing's thigh, Yu Tingbai unconsciously stiffened for a moment. She raised her eyes to meet those worried aqua blue eyes.

An Qing looked over and brought a bottle of unscrewed water to her lips.

The uncomfortable feeling was getting stronger, but I didn't have the strength to move my body. Yu Tingbai folded his fingers, and finally chose to take a sip.

The melting speed of the candy gradually accelerated, Yu Tingbai closed his eyes and concentrated on eating the candy, and the intense discomfort was quickly relieved.

There seemed to be something in her heart that melted along with this candy.

"Is it better?"

An Qing's voice was like a soft feather, gently brushing her ears.

Yu Tingbai responded and struggled to get up, but was held down by the other party.

"Lie down for a while, and I'll help you go back to rest."

Tomorrow is the final, and the recording schedule is from morning to night, a full day. So Yu Tingbai had to rest tonight, even if she still wanted to practice, An Qing would put her back.

Fortunately, Yu Tingbai chose to compromise, she lay quietly for a moment, and suddenly spoke.

"Why do you have sugar?"

During the time they were training together, An Qing had never eaten candy. The moment An Qing took out the candy, something was about to come out of her heart, but in the end she couldn't hold back and asked.

An Qing was stunned, as if she didn't expect that she would ask this. She was silent for a few seconds and answered truthfully.

"Last time at the convenience store, didn't you buy candy?"

She pursed her lips and said softly.

"I thought you liked it, so I packed a few with you."

Perhaps the light was too harsh, making her eyes a little sore.

Yu Tingbai closed his eyes and gathered those fragile emotions into his eyes.

A picture suddenly appeared in her mind uncontrollably.

It was the night after training a few days ago, the moon was sparse and the tree shadows swayed.

An Qing walked beside her, humming a small tune intermittently.

When I turned it high, it broke in the middle of the song, which was very abrupt in the silent night.

It made her in a bad mood laugh softly.

An Qing cleared her throat embarrassedly and defended in a low voice.

"Laughing, female stars also make mistakes."

She thought of something again and came over with a smile.

"You are too tight, just smile more."

The water-blue eyes were sparkling, with a strange warmth that enveloped her little by little.

An Qing didn't understand her heavy concerns, her fatigue and gloom, but she still stubbornly stayed by her side. And when she couldn't hold it anymore, she reached out and caught her.

Although she is reluctant to admit it, she has been thinking about a problem more and more frequently recently.

If I had met An Qing earlier, life might not have been so bitter and long.

She walked a long way by herself, and she wanted a place to rest.

"Do not be sad."

As if sensing her low mood, a soft hand touched her forehead. The tone is very light, as if coaxing a child.

"I will give you a lot of candy in the future."

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