Male God is Chasing My Brother Chapter 8:

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The afternoon training is still a dance class. An Xumo has been with a new dance teacher and is currently practicing solo dance. His understanding is very good, coordination and sense of rhythm are very good, coupled with a practical and hard-working attitude, only a few days after turning around, let the new teacher give the same evaluation as before.

An Xumo signed with Jindian for less than a year, and his age is actually not the youngest among many trainees. But in terms of progress and results, he is undoubtedly one of the best among thousands of trainees. The rest of the outstanding players who are close to his level are all those who have been signed for three or four years and have been appointed as the captain of the new team. Only An Xumo has been made by Tang Tang because he has made too fast progress and has exceeded the running speed of the team. Picked up alone.

Dancing and vocal music require long hours of hard practice, and many days and nights of sweat accumulate behind the easy display. For artists, hard work is also an essential skill. Since Jindian began to expand the market for the younger generation, thousands of people have come to Jindian to sign up for trainees every week. The appearance conditions are only the first step in the selection process. The truly cruel and decisive elimination is done silently in daily training.

The trainees of this classic usually need to go through six courses, but every time after the first course is over, less than 10% of the people who are willing to persist are left.

Those who can stay for the end have undergone rigorous training that no one can imagine. But like many fields, on the road of dance and vocal music, diligence can only raise the lower limit. What really determines the upper limit is the talent that cannot be changed by manpower.

An Xumo’s hard work is beyond doubt, but most of the evaluations he has received are due to his talent.

An Xu Mo is like a pearl. The clam shell has not faded at this time, but the discerning person has already seen the light on him.

The practice areas of Jindian are clustered together, and several dance studios are also on the same floor. An Xu Mo thanked the teacher, and after a brief shower, he left the dance studio while thinking about what to eat at night. There were other trainees who had finished the course in the corridor. An Xumo was walking alone, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly shook. He reached out and found it was his personal mobile phone.

An Xumo was taken aback by the name on the screen, and he couldn't help but stop. After rubbing his palms on his pants twice, An Xu Mo raised his hand and carefully opened the call.

"Hello...?"

Before the voice from the other side could be heard, An Xumo was suddenly hit by the power coming from behind. He staggered so that he could hold the door on the side so that he did not fall. An Xumo turned his head in surprise, but a few people behind him pushed him directly into the room next to him.

"Um...!"

With a "touch", An Xu Mo slammed onto the wooden floor, and he was dull with pain|snorted, the mobile phone in his hand also slipped out and landed half a meter away from him.

"Hey, why did our superstar fall? He walked so carelessly."

An apparently mocking voice sounded, An Xu Mo, who was sitting up with his arms supported, looked up: "...Lu Yingtu?"

There were seven people who followed in, and the last one closed the door of this idle dance studio backhand. An Xumo glanced around and found that these people were all trainees who were waiting for Han Ming in the hall that day, and their expressions had not restrained. Looking at this posture, it was clear that they were unkind.

Lu Yingtu "haha" smiled: "Unexpectedly, the big star still remembers my name, I'm really flattered."

An Xumo is a little unclear, so: "Something?"

Lu Yingtu sneered and sneered: "What kind of pretense, Bai Lianhua is quite similar. Tell me about you, what kind of dance do you still practice, can you just go to the acting?"

Someone behind him echoed: "That's it, it's okay to **** it once. The benefits of two consecutive times will be accounted for, and they always look innocent. You also use this trick in front of Han Ming?"

Standing next to him was the brown-haired boy before. He clapped his hands: "It's done, don't talk nonsense with him, just give it a beat and let it go."

The few people standing behind heard this and immediately pulled out a few arm-length clubs from under the cushion in the corner. They obviously had been planning for a long time, and the location and tools had been prepared. An Xumo wanted to stand up from the ground, but Lu Yingtu put his foot on his chest. The friction between his body and the wooden floor made a harsh sound, which made him even more frightened.

But this kind of movement can be said to be pleasing to the other seven people in the house. Each of them took a club and directly surrounded An Xu Mo in the middle.

Lu Yingtu had already taken the lead in raising the club. When the thick|long club was about to fall, there was a loud noise in the house.

"Who?!"

Several people who were startled hurriedly looked around, but no one else was in the dance room. They looked around nervously before someone shouted, "There!"

I saw that the phone that fell not far away was still lit, and the screen showed a bright conversation. When he was just thrown out, the PA button that was touched unintentionally allowed the sound of the room to be completely contained in the phone, and a low male voice was also amplified and passed.

"Who are you?"

The sound in the amplifying state is inevitably distorted. The nearest brown-haired boy bent over and picked up the phone, and he saw the word "Brother" displayed on the screen.

An Xumo’s situation is also well-known among the trainees. Before, the trainees had closed practice in the camp in the suburbs. Because of the remoteness, every time they finally came to the holiday, everyone else had their parents and friends. Come and pick it up. Only An Xu Mo himself, no one has ever picked him up.

He doesn't even go home, he just stays in the camp and spends the entire vacation alone.

In this case, no one would believe how much Anxemo's family cares about him. As for this brother who didn't know where he came from, there is no threat to them. How capable is a trainee's relatives, if this person is good, An Xu Mo shouldn't have been a trainee here.

Lu Yingtu laughed, slowed down and said to the phone in the hand of the brown-haired boy: "This big brother, we, are Xiao An's good friends. Isn't this just for exchanging feelings? You don't have to Worry about it, ah."

Several other people laughed and echoed intentionally: "That's it."

"Communicate your feelings~"

Their laughter didn't stop. An Xu Mo, who had been unresponsive, suddenly jumped from his kneeling position. He charged up and punched Lu Yingtu in the face. on!

"Ah!!!"

Lu Yingtu was caught off guard, and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. He was so angry that he clutched his swollen face, and shouted with gnashing teeth: "You he|Mom still dare to beat me?! I can't kill him. You! Come on, beat him up!"

The startled people reacted to Lu Yingtu's yelling, and quickly raised their clubs again. An Xu Mo was originally thin, did not eat enough after a day of tiredness, and was not strong enough to fight. The punch he just made was only successful when he was unprepared. At this time, surrounded by six or seven people his age, he had no power to fight back.

The ball stick with the cracking sound hit the thin back hard, An Xu Mo snorted in pain, and was about to gritted his teeth to swallow the pain, but heard a loud noise not far away .

This time it was not the sound from the mobile phone loudspeaker. The door of the dance studio was pushed open. The person standing at the door saw the situation in the room clearly and shouted sharply: "What are you doing!"

The seven people with clubs in their hands panicked when they saw the person who came: "Chen, Sister Chen..."

Standing at the door was Chen Li, the agent who was in charge of their 11 trainees. Unlike Tang Tang, Chen Li's temperament is notoriously hot, and she brought people who have not yet debuted, and her trainees were very afraid of her. Even Lu Yingtu, who are used to sweet flattery, dare not speak loudly in front of Chen Li.

Chen Li, in a capable professional dress, stepped on high heels and walked into the dance studio. The sound of "Da" and "Da" footsteps made the faces of several people whiter and whiter. What made them even more frightened was that Chen Li was behind There is another person, he also walked in, the tall figure is very familiar--

It turned out to be Han Ming, whom they were talking about just now!

"Don't give me the stick!" Chen Li yelled in hate. After the seven people retreated into a row tremblingly, they let go of the right hand covering the phone, and said in a very quick and gentle tone: " Hey, Director Xin, I have come here, hey, yes, yes, you can rest assured, I will take this matter seriously."

Several trainees had not reacted to the shock of seeing Han Ming, they were once again frightened by Chen Li's uncharacteristic respectful tone. After they reacted to what Chen Li said, they even stood still. Unstable.

Director Xin, Xin, how many director surnames are there in Jindian?

They are still holding the last glimmer of fantasy, but Chen Li has already said to that side: "Director Xin, I have to trouble you and Brother Zhou for a good word, I will definitely..."

She didn’t finish her words, there seemed to be a change of people over there, Chen Li’s tone immediately became more respectful: "Brother Zhou, hey, are you with Director Xin? Yes, I’m Chen Li, you Don’t worry, I will deal with it properly..."

Except for Chen Li's voice, there was no movement in the room. The seven trainees looked earthy and looked at Chen Li, who nodded in disbelief. Han Ming at the door also followed in. He walked to An Xu Mo who was sitting on his knees and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Are you all right?"