What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

The touch of the hand was so good that Qiao Sheng couldn't help but squeeze it hard.

"Ah! Bad guy!"

Bai Shu exclaimed and jumped off Qiao Sheng's back.

"You!"

Bai Shu's pretty face was red, and she pointed at Qiao Sheng. Qiao Sheng grabbed her finger and smiled, "Hey, it's not my fault. Who told you to jump on my back? That's the most natural reaction."

"Then you can't..." Bai Shu said shyly.

"What can't I do?" Qiao Sheng looked at Bai Shu and said narrowly.

Bai Shu stamped her feet, but didn't say it in the end.

"Is that so?"

Qiao Sheng pulled her into his arms and looked down at her.

A pair of big hands naturally covered the place just now, confirming the perfect arc again.

Bai Shu's face was red, and she lowered her head without looking at him.

After getting along for a long time, Qiao Sheng found that Bai Shu was actually a very conservative person, but not rigid.

That night in the cinema, after being suddenly attacked by Qiao Sheng and taking away each other's first kiss, the relationship between the two remained at occasional hugs and kisses.

There was no further intimacy.

Qiao Sheng had been looking for an opportunity to have a more intimate contact, and as a result, Bai Shu came to him today.

However, he did not dare to be too presumptuous, for fear of scaring the little white rabbit in his arms.

Bai Shu, who was hugged by Qiao Sheng, found that Qiao Sheng was just hugging her and did not do anything else. The warm feeling spread from her buttocks to her whole body, and she felt the temperature around her body rising quickly.

When she was about to raise her head to speak, two warm lips covered her mouth.

After a long time, the two panted and hugged each other.

Bai Shu leaned on Qiao Sheng's arms to adjust for a while, then pinched his face hard and pushed him away.

"No wonder there is a poem that says, the spring night is short and the sun rises high, and from then on the king will not attend the court early." Bai Shu pointed at Qiao Sheng and said angrily: "Evil concubine, you are ruining my heart. If you seduce me like this again and ruin my daily exercise plan, I will banish you to the cold palace!"

Looking at Bai Shu who suddenly started acting, Qiao Sheng was a little amused.

He looked up at the sky in confusion, then looked at Bai Shu and nodded, "Well, it's true that it's not dawn yet, and some people are still dreaming."

Bai Shu burst out laughing and said coquettishly, "Can't you cooperate with me?"

Qiao Sheng immediately put on a bitter face and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, as long as you don't send me to the cold palace, I will tell you the biggest secret in the harem!"

"Oh? Tell me about it."

"In fact, Rong Mama is Xia Yuhe by Daming Lake!"

"Huh?" Bai Shu looked confused: "Who is Rong Mama, who is Xia Yuhe?"

Okay, I overacted and forgot that there is no such play yet.

As a last resort, Qiao Sheng used the script method again, using this as an excuse that this is a new script he conceived.

While the two were stretching, Bai Shu asked Qiao Sheng, "What were you doing there just now?"

"Oh, I was just practicing my babbling before you came."

"What do you mean by babbling?"

"What do you mean by babbling?"

"Vocal, v, o, c, a, l, vocal."

Bai Shu looked at Qiao Sheng with an idiotic look in his eyes, "It's not summer yet, please hide your jokes and tell them to me when summer comes."

"Why?" Qiao Sheng wondered.

Wasn't his joke just now funny?

"Because it's colder that way." Bai Shu said seriously, while Qiao Sheng pretended to have goose bumps.

He was beaten again.

When Bai Shu started chasing Qiao Sheng and beating him, they also started their morning run today.

After the run, Qiao Sheng and Bai Shu were facing each other and preparing to stretch.

Bai Shu raised her eyebrows, put her feet on Qiao Sheng's legs, pulled his hand and said to him: "Qiao Sheng, it's not enough to practice singing, you also need to dance, come, I'll help you stretch your muscles."

After that, she exerted force with her hands and feet, and Qiao Sheng's screams rang out again in the empty playground after 24 hours.

. . . . . . .

When Qiao Sheng returned to the dormitory, Zhou Cong had already gotten up and was brushing his teeth.

Seeing Qiao Sheng limping in, he hurriedly asked with concern: "Brother Sheng, what's wrong, where are you hurt?"

"It's okay, I pulled my head too much when I was stretching after running."

"Really okay?" Zhou Cong looked at Qiao Sheng grinning and sat down, a little worried: "Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Qiao Sheng waved his hand: "It's okay, it happened before, just rest for two days. Don't worry about me."

Zhou Cong left obediently, but when Qiao Sheng came out after a simple shower, he saw him reappear in the dormitory, holding three buns and a bag of soy milk in his hands.

His actions once again made Qiao Sheng feel a little warm.

Today is the day for class training. The program team divided the trainees into five classes according to their different levels and taught by five instructors.

Qiao Sheng wandered around in the recording building and finally found the Class A classroom before the specified time.

Except for Qiao Sheng, the other 8 people have arrived.

In fact, if Qiao Sheng hadn't been a little lame, he could have arrived earlier.

The blame should be put on Bai Shu.

Dai Youjing looked at Qiao Sheng who came in slowly, glanced at him and then looked away.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, no instructor came in.

"Do you know which instructor will teach us today?"

A trainee asked loudly.

"I don't know." Someone answered.

The atmosphere was silent again.

Qiao Sheng was a little puzzled. Are all the 9 people in Class A i? Is there no one who is a little outgoing?

In the huge practice room, there were only the nine of them and the cameraman, which seemed very empty.

Coupled with the silent atmosphere, it seemed a little depressing.

At this time, Qiao Sheng inexplicably missed Zhou Cong.

Class C, where he was, must be very lively at this time, right?

This was indeed the case. At this time, Class C was singing the theme song in chorus under the leadership of several trainees.

The loudest one among them was Zhou Cong. He was so excited that he even danced with others in the middle of the practice room.

For a moment, the cameraman was in a dilemma, not knowing which twisting maggot to give a close-up shot.

In the dead silent Class A classroom, no one spoke.

Qiao Sheng knew that the instructor would come in for a while, and now letting all the trainees stay in the classroom was a bit like a team ice-breaking session.

This is a session for the trainees to organize themselves and get to know each other, but what Xie Haoran didn't expect was that all the trainees in Class A were silent.

Qiao Sheng didn't stand up to guide them, but sat on the ground rubbing his legs, and then looked at the eight people in front of him with interest.

If you don't speak up, you will be edited into a comparison material by Xie Haoran!

Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was too weird, Dai Youjing stood up and said, "Since the instructor hasn't come yet, why don't we practice on our own first?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

"Okay."

Many people answered, and perhaps they felt that someone was finally willing to speak up, and everyone smiled.

As for the practice content, of course it is the theme song and the accompanying dance.

At that time, the 100 trainees will also record the singing and dancing performance of the theme song together, which will be placed at the beginning of the program as the opening.

In the next three days, they will practice singing and dancing this song.

Dai Youjing just opened the dance video under the guidance of the staff, and the door of the practice room opened, and a beautiful landscape walked in.

Bai Shu.