After the song was over, Bai Xun and the others showed an expression of confusion.
Talent is not something you get by practicing, it is something you are born with.
Natural advantages are something that others cannot obtain even after working hard for most of their lives.
Xu Jing's requirements were not too high, allowing them to practice the dance little by little using their own ideas. No matter what method they used, as long as the goal was the same, it was enough.
"Tomorrow, I hope to get first place on the quiz on 'Mulan,' otherwise we'll all go hungry together for a day."
"No way, Boss." Bai Xun made a bitter face. "Do you really have to be so strict?"
"Did the enemy give us a chance to breathe?" Xu Jing sneered. Without provoking them, he really couldn't lead this group of soldiers. "If you can't even make it to first place in Group B, what can you use to beat Group A? Is it the courage given by Liang Jingru?"
"Boss, can we have a negotiation?"
"No." Xu Jing refused directly. "Either be the best or be the best."
"Okay." Chen Tong's blood was boiling. "Let's take first place. We must surpass them."
Before Bai Xun could say anything, he was dragged away by Chen Tong through the back door, and the other two also left one after another.
Xu Jing took out a towel and wiped his sweat with his back to Mo Xiaosan.
Being covered in sweat will greatly affect your performance, but you have to endure the hardships of doing the job you do, and this is unavoidable.
"Don't catch a cold." Mo Zechuan opened the front door and looked at his flat figure boldly.
I haven't seen you for two days, and I think I've seen some muscle growth on your arms. If I don't see you for half a month, I'll see you're all muscle.
Especially the abdominal muscles, it’s exciting to think about having a perfect mermaid line.
That's more exciting than having it grow on your own body.
"Heh." Xu Jing threw the towel into his arms and said with a smile, "Third Master, you come to me again. It seems that the losses you have suffered are not enough."
Mo Zechuan rolled up his sleeves and pulled the man to a blind spot in the surveillance camera. He held his waist and slapped his round buttocks several times without hesitation with his big hands like a palm-leaf fan.
"You're a pervert." Xu Jing's eyes were red and he stared at him with tears in his eyes. Mo Zechuan didn't get angry and just let him look at him.
After their eyes met, Mo Zechuan was the first to succumb to his tears. He rubbed Xiao Zhou's head and whispered, "Admit your mistake and I'll let you go."
"It's inexplicable." Xu Jing grabbed his collar and said through gritted teeth: "Mo Xiaosan, what do you want?"
"Of course I'll fuck you in front of everyone."
Mo Zechuan glanced at the camera not far away. What a shame, he couldn't capture a close-up shot. It would have been even better if he could capture some restricted scenes, which would have made all the effort he put in to come out here worthwhile.
"You ignored everything I told you, didn't you?" Mo Zechuan bit his ear, and his low voice became the best catalyst, stimulating Xu Jing's sensitive nerves all the time.
"You, enough is enough."
"Today I'm going to face the challenge head-on." Mo Zechuan pinched his chin, kissed his Adam's apple, then hooked his arm and pressed it behind his back.
He tore his only training suit apart with the force of his teeth, and the sound of the fabric tearing could not shake his eyes. His Xiao Zhou was still disobedient, at least he had not paid attention to the matter of changing.
"You, be serious." Mo Zechuan sighed, leaving a few strawberry marks on his neck. Seeing that he still didn't react, Mo Zechuan turned his face away in dissatisfaction, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction with him. "Are you dissatisfied with my skills?"
"Heh." Xu Jing sneered, and his provocative look made Mo Zechuan furious. He was about to curse when Xu Jing blocked his lips.
He bit down hard on his lip, snatching away the breath between his teeth and breaking it in the process. Blood foam mixed with saliva filled his mouth, a taste that was both fishy and sweet. It was just like his feelings towards Xiao Zhou, a mixture of love and hate.
If Mo Zechuan hesitated, he would be defeated, and after defeat, he would forget what he was doing. After his eyes were completely occupied by lust, his hand was freed by Xu Jing, who then pinned him to the wall.
As his back slammed against the wall, Mo Zechuan felt like he was going crazy. He was being teased by someone he despised. No, that wasn't the right word. He had provoked him. This was all his own fault, no one else to blame.
"Third Master, don't provoke me." Xu Jing patted his face and bit his neck and collarbone fiercely. Wherever he kissed, he unbuttoned his clothes with his hands.
His fingers were like sliding across the keys on a piano, and every press brought a strange shock to Mo Zechuan.
He couldn't control his emotions and groaned softly. His intermittent breathing made him forget where he was and what he was doing.
I just feel my mind is empty and I don’t want anything.
The only thing she wanted was to surrender at his feet and let him tease her.
"Look." Xu Jing turned his face over. Sweat wet his forehead and nose, and even his chin was dripping with sweat, which was falling drop by drop onto the ground.
What are you looking at? He followed his gaze in confusion until he saw the camera not far from him. His eyes were filled with shock. "No."
If this gets out, his reputation will be trampled underfoot and he will be left with nothing.
What will he have left by then? He will have lost everything.
"You, let's go there." Mo Zechuan pointed to the corner and said while panting.
"No, don't you just like being watched?" Xu Jing hooked his neck and dragged him towards the door.
"You, what the hell are you going to do!" It wouldn't be what he imagined, no.
If he were seen like this by outsiders, his reputation would be ruined.
He would lose control of himself and want to kill them.
Because only in this way can his innocence and face be preserved.
"Don't you like being seen? Then show it openly." Xu Jing's hand was on the door handle. As long as he exerted force, he and Mo Zechuan would appear in the sight of others.
He was just a young boy with nothing, but he had nothing to fear.
But what about Mo Zechuan? How should he deal with it as he has a strong sense of self-esteem?
It all depends on him whether he wants to save face or swallow his pride and beg for mercy.
Xu Jing's lips curled with sarcasm as he spoke cruelly in a calm tone. "They wouldn't want to see the usually mature and steady Mr. Mo become a promiscuous nightclub duck, would they?"
"You, Zhou Jinxi, you are tired of living!" Mo Zechuan grinned, wishing he could tear him to pieces on the spot.
"Just shout as loud as you can, it's best if everyone can hear you. Let them see what kind of person Mo Zechuan is!"
Xu Jing twisted his hand lightly, and the noisy sound outside the door stimulated Mo Zechuan's nerves like a death warrant. He struggled with his hands desperately, but he was controlled by the throat with a chokehold, and it was useless.
"I, let me go."
"Apologize." Xu Jing said coldly, "If you don't apologize, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."
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