Chapter 37 Explosive Kitten

【Ah ah ah ah these five people together are really killing me! They are all the girls I have been picking since the first stage!】

[I suggest that the program team don’t choose, just package these five people and send them out. Lu Ruimo will be the leader, Su Xianchen will dance, Ye Xingli will rap, Zhao Zhiyu will be the vocalist, and Feng Yasong will be the mascot and facade.]

【I think it’s cool!】

[If this is really the case, I will chase this group on horseback! 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" """"

…

In the cafeteria.

Seeing that each of them was about to sing the praises of Fengya to the sky with one sentence, Lu Ruimo hurriedly stopped: "Okay, okay, the bullshit is a bit too much~"

"Eat quickly, don't delay class in the afternoon!"

Because the conversation was so enjoyable, Feng Yasong unknowingly put aside the depression of being punished by Chen Chen for homework, and her appetite was greatly increased.

Not only did he finish the food on his own plate, but he also took away the food that other girls couldn't eat.

Not a grain of rice is wasted!

After putting the plates back into the recycling bin, several people held hands, chatted, and walked slowly toward the teaching building.

As soon as they entered the teaching building, they heard a burst of crying.

Following the sound, she saw Qin Miaomiao sitting on the steps holding her knees with her hands, crying emotionally to the staff:

"What's wrong with me? Why do every instructor deliberately target me? Even I'm already like this, but no one pays attention to me!"

"I'm younger than everyone else. I don't have time to guess their thoughts, and I don't know how to deal with people. I don't know if someone said something to the mentors..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm not in good health, and I'm also mentally ill. It's hard to control my emotions, but this shouldn't be the reason for everyone to isolate me!"

After a moment of pause, she said again: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunforget it! If you target it, just target it! Who cares about being guided by them!"

"Anyway, I don't count on them when I debut. My fans will definitely not let me be bullied by them!"

The staff members sent by the director to coax people had expressions of despair.

Even the answer was extremely perfunctory: "I know you are angry now, but please don't be angry first..."

"Yeah, yeah, you're right!"

"Yes, yes! We don't count on them!"

The big guys in Class A were amused on the spot, and they secretly asked Feng Yasong: "What's going on? If I read correctly, this girl should be from your class."

Feng Yasong sneered twice: "It's not a big deal. It's just that some people have been scolded for being mean, but they still go around telling others that they have been targeted."

Barrage.

[I slowly typed a question mark.]

[Is something wrong with Qin Miaomiao? Persecution delusion? 】

[Laughing to death, go to the hospital when you are sick. Why are you so crazy here? 】

[Are modern netizens so unscrupulous? This kind of thing actually has fans? 】

[Not only that, there are quite a few, and they even clamored to blow up Chong Jingchen’s scarf and make him pay the price! 】

[I was laughing so hard hahaha, why do you think Chong Jingchen’s surname is Chong? 】

[Feng Yasong deserves to be my Internet mouthpiece. If you can speak, please speak more! [Hold your fists]]

…

After watching the excitement for a while, Feng Yasong said goodbye to the bosses of Class A and returned to Class F alone.

Taking advantage of her lunch break, she secretly took out her phone and clicked on WeChat.

Sure enough, I saw a new friend application, and the verification information seriously said: Chongjing Chen.

The avatar is of a cat that is completely inconsistent with his own temperament, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

It also said in bold white font: Destroy it, I'm tired of it.

Ode to Fengya: "..." As expected of you.

She clicked into his WeChat Moments, wanting to take a peek into the male god's life, but she only saw one post he had posted within three days: "Every day when I wake up, I want to kill everyone equally."

It looked murderous, and it looked like it was his personal account.

Although it is shameful to sing and dance "Love Cycle" every day, it is not too bad to get the opportunity to add the male god on WeChat!

After comforting herself, Feng Yasong agreed to his friend application without hesitation.

Then he changed his note to: Explosive kitten.

…

In the afternoon there is Yihan's dance class.

After she put on energetic sportswear, she looked much more friendly.

His personality also became more lively than usual.

After briefly leading the trainees through warm-up exercises, Yihan gathered the trainees together.

First, I explained some key points of the movements to them, and then divided them into groups and asked them to take turns singing and dancing to the music.

I am responsible for figuring out the details for them.

The first one to perform was the F1 dormitory.

Feng Yasong took too long a nap during her lunch break, which made her sleepier and sleepier, and she is still not fully awake yet.

Even the energetic theme song couldn't awaken her energy. Instead, it was like a lullaby, making her sleepier and sleepier the more she listened to it.

She dragged her tired body to the center of the classroom, peeked at the movements of the people around her, and began to dance drowsily.

Unfortunately, standing on her left was Ke Lian, who had no dance background and could only follow the beat of the music.

Standing on the right is Qin Miaomiao, who skipped class all morning and learned nothing.

As a result, even if Feng Yasong wanted to dance along, he couldn't find any homework to copy.

I was too embarrassed to just stand there shaking my head like the two of them.

After all, the instructor and other trainees were staring at them intently, and it felt awkward not to move along with the music.

In order to relieve the embarrassment, Feng Yasong simply counted the beats silently in her mind and solemnly danced the second set of national middle school student radio gymnastics: "The Times is Calling."

Little did she know that while she was peeking at her teammates, they were also peeking at her.

On the left side of Ke Lian stood Yin Jiaxue, who had a good foundation in dancing, and on the right side of Qin Miaomiao stood Jiang Xinyue, who was also a dancer.

The two danced to the music so dynamically that Ke Lian and Qin Miaomiao were in a hurry and couldn't keep up even if they wanted to.

It was like two top students had their homework spread out in front of them, and they copied all the answers wrong because they couldn't understand the symbols written by the top students.

After peeking for a while, Ke Lian and Qin Miaomiao decisively gave up the idea of ​​copying the top students' homework.

Then they coincidentally set their sights on Feng Yasong, who was also a loser in dancing, but danced happily throughout the whole process.

Then the more I watched, the more I felt that Feng Yasong's movements seemed to have been engraved in their DNA. They were so simple and brainwashing that people couldn't help but want to dance with her!

Ever since, Ke Lian and Qin Miaomiao danced radio gymnastics to the rhythm of Feng Ya Song...
Chapter completed!