Most of the training days had passed, and all the teaching tasks for the theme song were basically completed. Next, everyone stayed in the practice room day and night, practicing the dance moves over and over again.
Another group training session ended. Cheng Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat in the corner with a cup of water, and was so tired that he didn't want to say a word.
Normally, the training intensity is quite high, and Cheng Zhi always has a spirit of not wanting to admit defeat. From the ace of a top boy group to a trainee in class F, the treatment they receive is not a little different.
It was precisely because of this that Cheng Zhi practiced hard. He practiced when others were eating and sleeping. Sometimes he didn't want to go back to the dormitory, so he just slept against the wall of the practice room.
Under such high-intensity training, Cheng Zhi felt that he had formed muscle memory for the dance and song, and even when he was dreaming at night, the melody of "Echo" was echoing in his mind.
Of course, high-intensity training also has side effects.
"Cheng Zhi, you can't go on like this. Don't ruin your body before the performance even starts." Chen You handed Cheng Zhi the energy-replenishing chocolate.
He lowered his head and looked at Cheng Zhi's originally delicate and handsome face, which was now filled with faint dark circles, making his skin look even whiter, and he didn't look as energetic as before.
"I'm fine." Cheng Zhi took the chocolate from Chen You, tore open the package and swallowed it in one gulp. After eating, he looked up at Chen You and asked.
"Anything else?"
Chen You: “…”
"I don't care! You have to go eat later! I haven't seen you go to the cafeteria many times during these days of training!"
Cheng Zhi hummed vaguely, "I will go."
He felt that his current body was very weak, with no muscle power and was stretched thin.
Cheng Zhi was a little worried that he would not be able to withstand the high-intensity training in the future. He wanted to get his body into shape and get used to the intensity as soon as possible, so he practiced so hard during this period.
Chen You sighed, thinking about how to get Cheng Zhi to the cafeteria later, and took out the chocolate from her pocket and handed it to Cheng Zhi.
"Don't be too obvious. The production team doesn't allow us to sneak in snacks..."
"Yeah, okay." Cheng Zhi agreed. He had just taken the chocolate from Chen You's hand and was about to conduct a seamless transaction when he was interrupted.
A deep and pleasant voice sounded in Cheng Zhi's head.
"Hide in the corner and give yourself a snack?"
...It's over, the transaction was caught.
Cheng Zhi looked up in the direction of the voice and saw Song Baiyi with his arms crossed, looking at the chocolate in his hand.
Chen You was timid, probably because she was caught doing something bad and felt guilty. She looked at Song Baiyi timidly and called out, "Hello, Teacher Song."
Then Chen You immediately disappeared.
Cheng Zhi was still holding the chocolate that Chen You gave him. Looking at Chen You's back as she ran away, Cheng Zhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Runs pretty fast..."
The next second, what Song Baiyi said immediately made him stop laughing.
"Confiscate the snacks, give them to me." Song Baiyi spread out his hands and motioned Cheng Zhi to put the chocolate in his hands.
Cheng Zhi shrank back and said, "Teacher Song, this is not a snack."
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi raised his eyebrows.
"What is this?"
"It's my main meal."
Song Baiyi was speechless for a moment, and stretched out his hand to Cheng Zhi again, "That should be confiscated too."
Cheng Zhi put the chocolate in Song Baiyi's hand sullenly, and finally took one away reluctantly.
Song Baiyi wanted to laugh, "You can't take even one, put it down."
Cheng Zhi didn't listen to Song Baiyi. He quickly stuffed the chocolate he had taken into his pocket and said, "Leave some room for us so that we can meet again in the future..."
"Okay, don't eat in the practice room next time."
After that, Song Baiyi opened his hand and placed the chocolate in front of Cheng Zhi and returned it to him, "Don't take chocolate as a main meal in the future, go back to training."
When it was dinner time, Cheng Zhi was dragged by Chen You to the cafeteria.
Chen You kept talking and persuading, and almost moved the canteen in front of Cheng Zhi.
"Just take two bites, just two bites! It's better than eating chocolate in the practice room anyway!"
Seeing that Shen You cared so much about him, Cheng Zhi didn't feel like refusing, so he obediently took the plate and went to the food selection area with Shen You.
Then Cheng Zhi simply picked up a few pieces of broccoli and ate two spoonfuls of rice to finish his dinner.
Chen You stared at his plate with wide eyes, "Are you crazy? If you starve to death, you and the box will weigh less than five kilograms."
Cheng Zhi swallowed the broccoli in his mouth and said, "How can it be as exaggerated as you say?"
He quickly cleared the food on his plate, wiped his mouth, told Chen You to eat slowly and not to hurt her stomach, and ran to the practice room.
Chen You looked at her watch and saw that only three minutes had passed since dinner time began:?
The training continued in the evening. Generally, everyone would practice for another four hours after dinner, and then go back to wash up and go to bed around eleven o'clock.
But Cheng Zhi was different. He usually practiced for another three hours and then went back to rest quietly at two in the morning.
Chen You automatically practiced for another hour. According to his previous routine, he would leave the practice room at twelve o'clock, leaving Cheng Zhi alone to practice until two o'clock.
Today was different from the past. As soon as twelve o'clock arrived, Chen You started to rush Cheng Zhi back.
"You had a very intense training today and didn't eat anything, you must go back and rest early!"
Cheng Zhi tried to persuade Chen You to go back after some persuasion, "I will definitely go back."
Chen You looked at the sweat on Cheng Zhi's forehead, thinking of his figure training day and night in the practice room these days, and slowly relaxed, "Okay, then remember to rest when you are tired."
Cheng Zhi watched Chen You's back disappear at the door of the practice room, then stood up and continued training.
In order to avoid disturbing other people's rest, Cheng Zhi still kept his voice down, looked at his movements in the mirror, and patiently compared the differences between his own movements and those in the video, and then made timely adjustments.
At this time, most of the trainees had run away, and Cheng Zhi looked particularly lonely as he danced alone in the practice room.
Song Baiyi, the teacher in charge of guiding Class A today, saw the last student of Class A back to the dormitory, and then checked to see if there were any students from other classes still practicing.
As luck would have it, when Song Baiyi walked past Class A, he saw that the lights in Class F were still on.
Song Baiyi walked towards Class F, intending to persuade the student who was still practicing diligently to go back and rest early.
The music was not loud, but the sound of the man dancing on the wooden floor was several degrees louder than the accompaniment. Song Baiyi listened to his footsteps and counted the beats in his mind. What surprised him was that this student's every beat landed neatly in the right place.
Song Baiyi walked quickly to the door of Class F. The door was ajar, and the gap was just enough to see the back of the person inside.
Cheng Zhi is very thin, his short sleeves are soaked with sweat, the lines of his shoulder blades and neck are particularly smooth. Sometimes when he moves with large amplitude, the corners of his clothes are lifted up, and his beautiful waistline is faintly visible under the light.
Song Baiyi's eyes darkened and he knocked on the door of Class F.
"Still training so late?"
When Cheng Zhi heard the sound, he stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked towards the source of the sound. Song Baiyi's figure entered his sight.
"Song..."
Cheng Zhi was about to say hello to Song Baiyi when his eyes began to spin and he was interrupted by a strong feeling of nausea and vomiting. He lost his balance and fell to his knees on the wooden floor of the practice room with a plop.
Song Baiyi was startled by Cheng Zhi's reaction. He strode up to Cheng Zhi and was about to bend down to help him up when someone reached out to stop him.
"No need to help, it's hypoglycemia."
Song Baiyi was stopped by him and did not make any other moves. He lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhi's slightly pale face without saying a word.
The next second, Song Baiyi watched Cheng Zhi take out a piece of chocolate from his pocket.
It looked exactly like the chocolate bars he wanted to confiscate today.
Song Baiyi couldn't help but ask, "Do you really treat this as a main meal?"
"No, Mr. Song, this time...it's snacks."
Song Baiyi almost laughed out of anger at his words.
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