The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me Chapter 485

Chapter 485 The cat-eared teen idol vs the draft group pets the little salted fish 36

Shen Qingzhuo's voice stopped, he swallowed abruptly, and turned on the tip of his tongue and replaced it with another casual sentence.

"why you?"

"I should ask you this!" Jiang Li'an felt that once she met Shen Qingzhuo, there would be no good thing, and the other party was definitely her nemesis, "Are you a polar bear? You can sleep like this, and it's not winter yet."

Shen Qingzhuo sat up with one hand on his side, his long legs slightly bent, and his ankles thin. He raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck, and moved his fingers again. The slender skeleton made a crisp sound, and his posture was cold.

"I don't know whether it will hibernate in winter or not. If you continue, I will let you sleep forever."

Jiang Li'an felt that he was making trouble for no reason, and threatened her, staring at the cold and handsome profile of the young man, the tip of his tongue touching his teeth, really wanting to bite him off.

"One of your mentors next door went to our training room and fell asleep, delaying our precious training time. I think you should make up for your mistake and compensate us for the loss of spirit and time."

"Um?"

"Is there a problem?" Jiang Li'an was righteous.

Others think their eldest lady is really brave, dare to say anything, and make amends like crazy.

"Boo God, are you too tired to go to the wrong classroom? There should be waiting for you next door."

"It would be great if the gods could remember us."

"I'm so envious of the neighbor who said it."

"It's not wrong." The voice sounded neither light nor heavy.

The scene suddenly became a little quiet, and countless pairs of eyes looked at the boy on the chair.

Shen Qingzhuo's attitude was calm, he raised his hand to adjust the collar of his shirt, and said without raising his head: "I'm your mentor now, tell me about the current training progress when you're ready."

This kind of good thing that falls from the sky can also get them? !

"But Shishen... how could we suddenly change mentors?"

"There is no reason." Shen Qingzhuo's words were flat and cold, "You just need to prepare for your first public performance."

He stood up, restrained the tiredness at the end of his eyes, his eyes were indifferent: "Come on."

Jiang Li'an felt that sooner or later he would change beyond recognition, his brain was buzzing, and he raised his hand: "God, I have an unkind request."

"Since you know it's an unkind request, then shut up." Shen Qingzhuo's eyelashes didn't move, "Go back to the team."

Jiang Li'an wanted to say that this was her last stubbornness: "Can I apply for Tan PD to come back?"

"no."

Jiang Li'an was persistent and unyielding: "Then can I apply to go next door?"

"no."

"That……"

"Tell me one more sentence." Shen Qingzhuo sneered at her, her brows and eyes were a little cold.

Jiang Li'an can understand that he feels that his dignity is offended, but - this is a matter of life.

She took a deep breath: "Teacher, look at it, is it appropriate for you to teach a black fan? Our magnetic fields are not compatible, and it will definitely be unpleasant to get along. You should let me go.

After finished speaking, the other party did not respond immediately.

Angry?

Jiang Li'an was a little nervous.

A chuckle suddenly fell.

Shen Qingzhuo whispered: "It's quite suitable."

He looked her up and down, and said in a playful tone, "I'm quite interested in teaching black fans to reform and become a new person."

"You give up." Jiang Li'an looked like you would never want to pay such attention, "It's impossible!"

Black fans are black all their lives! !

"It will take a long time to come to Japan." Shen Qingzhuo didn't pay much attention to it, his fingertips played with the silver-white coin, tossed it in the air, and clasped it in the palm of his hand, "What are you anxious about?"

Jiang Li'an's fist became hard.

She found that Shen Qingzhuo was particularly good at raking upside down, the dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory, and he didn't say a word.

"You might as well go to sleep."

Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyes.

Jiang Li'an smiled: "What other orders do you have?"

After a long while, Shen Qingzhuo snorted lightly: "One bite of you, I'm very old?"

"I wonder if Zhuo Shen has heard a word."

"what."

"Every year is like another generation." Jiang Li'an said sincerely, "The difference in one year is bigger than the sky, and we may have a generation gap in our fate, which is not suitable for communication."

Shen Qingzhuo said with a cold face, "I'm only nine months, three, and days older than you."

This time, it was Jiang Li'an's turn to be stunned, silently counting with his fingers, adding and subtracting birthdays, it was indeed nine months.

But how did Shen Qingzhuo know her birthday? !

Thinking of the material just now, maybe I saw it by accident, this makes sense.

Shen Qingzhuo didn't think it was enough. He didn't know what to think, and suddenly said, "I'm four years younger than Tan Junxi."

"He's the old man, understand?"

Is this topic jumping too fast?

Jiang Li'an didn't understand what he was thinking at all.

In short, Shen Qingzhuo's brows and eyes widened, and he said calmly: "He is old and his body is not good, don't always bother him, come to me if you have something."

Tan Junxi, a twenty-three-year-old man with a weak body: "..."

He stood silently at the door, still maintaining the movement of knocking on the door, hesitantly: "...Zhuo God?"

Jiang Li was enlightened.

It turns out that age is a man's self-esteem.

Shen Qingzhuo started to have age anxiety when he was only nineteen years old, so preoccupied with it.

"First dance." After the episode, Shen Qingzhuo locked the door of the practice room, "Let me see."

The two groups of trainees were led by Yuan Qian and Yu Shu respectively. They recalled the actions of Shen Qingzhuo who was next to the teacher in the morning.

ten minutes later.

Shen Qingzhuo looked at the trainees with no expression, his face did not distinguish between joy and anger, and said after a long while: "I have practiced all morning, this level."

In a word, I haven't scolded anyone, I'm not ruthless, I just feel oppressive, making people bow their heads.

An oppressive atmosphere filled the air.

"There are also those who didn't even remember the dance moves, those who took a step slowly from the first beat, and those who danced square dance." Shen Qingzhuo said, "If you ask yourself according to this standard, then you are not even qualified to go on stage. ."

"Teacher, we will work hard." Someone said.

Shen Qingzhuo was noncommittal, raised his hand and ripped off two buttons of his shirt, folded the cuffs in half, and said calmly, "Follow me."

Everyone looked at the figure in the center and listened to him teaching them over and over again, picking out the details for them, and even when it came to jumping, where to look and how to face the lights.

Some people can't find the feeling, they have no sense of strength no matter how they dance, and they are crying and sad.

"Jump in front of the mirror until you feel it. If you can't do it once, do it ten times. If you can't do it ten times, do it a hundred times."

He didn't lift his eyes.

"If you can't even do the most basic exercises, what kind of trainee should you be?"

At this time, obviously no one has the heart to appreciate the beauty of the top idols, and even breathing subconsciously, for fear that the next person to be scolded will be himself.

They thought Tan Junxi was strict enough, but they didn't expect Shen Qingzhuo to be more than ten times stricter than Tan Junxi!

Under the pressure of these two people, are they still alive?

Yuan Qian was absent-minded, thinking about Director Zhang, how to tell Shen Qingzhuo.

(end of this chapter)

Chapter end

Report