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Chapter 30
After returning to the dormitory, Lin Qingyi lay on the bed, still thinking about the conclusion he had just come to.
Suddenly, she smiled silently.
Lin Qingyi felt that he must have become stupid from staying up late.
Her mind was definitely not clear yet, and the most urgent thing now was to sleep. She dived into the quilt, hoping to fall asleep quickly by reducing the oxygen.
But she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she listened to Ning Cong'an's breathing.
The other person's steady breathing was like a fire lighting up her heart, burning it fiercely.
Lin Qingyi felt like she couldn't breathe. She pulled back the quilt and thought angrily that the anger ignited by Ning Cong'an almost burned away her last bit of sanity.
It was not until the second half of the night that Lin Qingyi finally fell into a deep sleep. Not for any other reason, but because she really couldn't bear it any longer.
If she didn't sleep, she was afraid that she would die suddenly in the dormitory when she woke up the next day.
When Lin Qingyi woke up the next day, he felt a terrible headache.
After returning to the dormitory last night, the program team asked them to get up early in the morning and gather on the first floor of the dormitory.
Lin Qingyi felt that after the third performance, he felt even more tired than before.
As soon as she climbed out of bed, she saw Ning Cong'an with a red nose and a pile of tissues in his hand. It was obvious that he had a cold.
The other person kept sitting in his seat blowing his nose, and his whole body looked as wilted as a cabbage hit by frost.
Lin Qingyi frowned as he saw this. He boiled some water before washing up and found some cold medicine in his medicine box.
After washing up, I saw that the other person was still sitting in his seat, not moving at all. I thought he must not have brought any cold medicine.
Lin Qingyi walked over and said, "I have some cold medicine here, take some to relieve the pain."
She then gave the medicine to Ning Cong'an. After seeing him accept it and open it, she brought him some hot water, focusing on providing excellent service.
Ning Cong'an must have been very ill. After saying thank you, he no longer had that aloof attitude as usual. Seeing that the medicine had cooled down, he drank it directly.
Lin Qingyi looked at the other person's pale face and felt a little distressed, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at the other person's lips.
After drinking the medicine, the originally dry lips were stained with a little water color.
When Lin Qingyi realized what was happening, she just wanted to slap herself twice. She thought she might have a cold, so she turned around and made herself a cup of tea.
Take some Chinese patent medicine to regulate your body.
After packing up, everyone dragged their sleepy and tired bodies to the first floor of the dormitory.
Now, the final performance has ended, and as everyone relaxes, all the previous fatigue comes back.
Lin Qingyi looked around and saw that few people had good looks on their faces.
Except for the mentors.
Maybe they were used to it, or maybe it was about to end, the mentors looked even better than usual, which was in stark contrast to them.
Seeing their exhausted expressions, Zhou Binglu smiled and said, "I know you're tired after relaxing now, but don't think it's all over."
"Now, release the next mission."
Zhou Binglu said the cruelest words with the calmest expression. After hearing what she said, there was only wailing at the scene.
Seeing that they were about to mutate into zombies, the instructors standing in front of them all laughed.
Zhou Binglu cleared her throat and said, "This is truly the last mission. Everyone, cheer up and cherish the last moments."
"Before the final rankings are announced, everyone still needs to learn their debut song in the last three days. This is the last stage, and everyone needs to dance to it regardless of whether they debut or not."
Anyone who has watched a talent show knows that this is an old tradition. The seven people who are going to debut will dance, and a group of people who haven't debuted will stand next to them and dance with them.
Lin Qingyi was quite happy to hear that. Finally, he could stand on the stage again. Although Lin Qingyi, who had never watched any variety show, did not understand the reason at all.
In the last three days, everyone still needs to study hard.
Hearing this, the members couldn't help but sigh again.
But everyone soon cheered up. Maybe they could be one of the seven debut spots? Learning this dance, just pretending to be a contestant about to debut, it's okay to fool yourself.
With this in mind, everyone took their last breath, had lunch, and went to the dance studio to start practicing.
By drawing lots, everyone was divided into two teams and went to their respective dance studios to practice.
Because there were few people, Lin Qingyi and Ning Congan were together again.
But if the probability is higher with fewer people, why can't she and Tan Xiaoran get a share?
This time, she was assigned to the same group as He Minju.
As soon as we entered the practice room, the screen lit up. This time, everyone was learning separately, so some people kept looking at the screen while others started to dance slowly along with the screen.
The default speed is now 0.5x, so it is easier to follow and jump.
Basically, everyone standing here will have no problem learning, except...
Lin Qingyi glanced at Ning Cong'an who was standing beside him.
I saw the other person staring at the screen motionlessly, with no sign of movement at all. Not only did he not move, he was also coughing softly.
Lin Qingyi quietly shifted his gaze and began to study on his own.
By the evening, Ning Cong'an had only completed the first move, while Lin Qingyi could basically complete the first half.
Looking at Ning Cong'an's progress, although the three days were not as rushed as the first stage, it was not easy either.
When they were about to go back to rest, Lin Qing saw that she was not planning to leave, so she hesitated for a while. After all the members had left, she walked towards Ning Cong'an.
"Let me help you."
With just one statement, there was no need for them to ask each other anything more. The singing after the dance was naturally the other way around, with Ning Cong'an teaching her.
After practicing for a while, the two decided to go back and wash up before coming back. Lin Qingyi washed up first, made a packet of cold medicine for Ning Cong'an and put it on the table. Then he decided to go to the dance studio to wait for Ning Cong'an and learn a little more.
When Ning Cong'an came out and saw that Lin Qingyi was not in the dormitory, he roughly knew that he should be in the dance studio.
She saw a cup of cold medicine on her desk. It must have been freshly brewed and was still steaming. The cup was also her own.
Although no one said it and no note was left, she could guess with her fingers that no one would treat her like this except Lin Qingyi.
After she finished her medicine and washed the cup, she went out to the dance studio.
When she reached the door of the dance studio, she heard voices coming from inside.
The voice was very familiar, it came from Lin Qingyi.
But there was another voice, she didn't know who it was.
Ning Cong stood quietly at the door. She couldn't hear the voices clearly and could only watch what was happening inside through the small glass window.
Inside are Lin Qingyi and He Minju.
After Lin Qingyi prepared some cold medicine for Ning Cong'an and placed it on her desk, He Minju walked in right after he stepped into the dance studio.
Seeing that the other party was still practicing here at this time, the two started chatting.
Later in the conversation, He Minju happened to have trouble dancing a certain part and wanted Lin Qingyi to help her adjust it.
So Ning Cong'an saw Lin Qing putting one hand on the other person's arm.
Ning Cong'an frowned slightly, then pushed the door open and went in.
When the two people inside saw her coming, they greeted her with a smile.
After Lin Qingyi helped the other party adjust, he let go of her hand and said to her with a smile: "Let's continue."
Lin Qingyi walked over and continued to teach Ning Cong'an the first half of the dance.
But Ning Cong'an was always a little absent-minded and in a low mood. He seemed to have no energy when talking to her.
When Lin Qing saw this, he thought that she might have a cold and was not in good spirits, so he decided to teach her for a while longer. He pretended to be sleepy and took Ning Cong'an back home to rest early.
She didn't say anything, but continued to teach the other person. After one o'clock, Lin Qingyi deliberately yawned. Seeing that she was a little sleepy, the other person immediately suggested going back to rest.
Lin Qingyi nodded while yawning. She was really a little sleepy. Over the past two months, she, who almost never stayed up late, had been tortured to the point that she could only stay up until after one o'clock.
She picked up her things, said goodbye to He Minju, and walked back to the dormitory shoulder to shoulder with Ning Cong'an.
But the other party seemed to be in a low mood.
Lin Qingyi was a little confused, thinking that the other party's illness was not just due to a cold. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Ning Cong'an, are you unhappy?"
Ning Cong'an didn't answer her, but asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Because..." Lin Qingyi originally wanted to say that the expression was not right, but the other party usually did not have any expression. She thought about it for a long time and found that the other party was basically no different from usual, but she just felt that Ning Cong'an was unhappy.
She thought about it for a long time but nothing happened. Ning Cong'an wanted to take the initiative to explain, but Lin Qingyi spoke first and said, "This is my intuition. My intuition is very accurate."
"My intuition tells me that you are just unhappy."
Lin Qingyi said, turning to look at her.
The corridor was dimly lit, with only some emergency lights, but Ning Cong'an could still see that the other person's eyes were bright, containing some emotions that were rarely seen in normal times.
Ning Cong'anxin seemed to pause for a moment, and she heard a voice speaking in her ear.
So cute, so cute.
Her eyes uncontrollably fell on Lin Qingyi's soft lips.
The light was dim, and Lin Qing couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, so naturally he didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking.
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Lin Qingyi was a little confused. After thinking for a while, he decided to speak and comforted him, "Are you unhappy because of the slow progress of practice? It's okay. I will probably have practiced everything by tomorrow morning. Then I will teach you."
"By the way, you have to teach me to sing too."
"Or are you feeling unwell because of a cold? Why not take another packet of cold medicine tomorrow morning? I brought plenty with me."
Ning Cong'an has basically never been sad about the progress of her dance. Even if Lin Qingyi didn't teach her, she would still stay up for several nights to learn the dance.
This minor cold was not a big deal to her, it was just a headache at most.
But after hearing Lin Qingyi mumbling like this, Ning Cong'an still curled his lips.
How can you be so cute?
She opened her mouth and wanted to say a lot, but in the end she just said it lightly.
good.
There are some things she can't say yet.
Wait a little longer.
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