Chapter 165 When the Hot Violence is in Progress

"Your body is too stiff," Bo Qin lowered his eyes unmoved, and the hand that was pressing Shen Zhi's leg did not move at all.

Shen Zhi's physical condition is not good enough. If he wants to dance like the fourth public dance, he needs to stretch enough.

Shen Zhi clutched the thin quilt tightly with his forearms, breathing heavily to calm the trembling in his body.

What bullshit, what bullshit is Boqin talking about.

What grown man has a delicate and soft body? He is a man of strong bones, but his legs were almost broken by the thin quilt.

It doesn't matter if you don't dance the fourth male dance, but it's okay to dance some tough guy dance.

Beads of sweat oozed from Shen Zhi's bright and wet forehead. For a moment, Shen Zhi even felt that Bo Qin was using the ten most cruel tortures of the Qing Dynasty on him.

Shen Zhi took a deep breath and tried to suppress the stinging pain from the stretching of his muscles, but it was no use.

Tears fell from Shen Zhi's eyes, and the hand around his waist was like an iron clamp that was difficult to shake.

"I don't want you to teach me anymore!" Shen Zhi cried out in shame, resisting the thin quilt that was controlling him from behind.

How did the program crew arrange it? Shen Zhi had already begun to doubt whether he could survive tomorrow after letting the vicious and cruel Bo Qin teach him to dance.

But Shen Zhi didn't know that those beautiful eyes filled with mist had no intimidation at all when glaring at people. The suffocating heat was emitted from her pink cheeks, making her angry little face even more beautiful.

The corners of Shen Zhi's eyes were moist, with a charming blush, and her slender, fair and delicate neck kept trembling under her eyelids covered by the thin quilt.

The tight waistline was bent into an incredible arc, and the program crew's camera honestly recorded this scene.

Shen Zhi had no idea that his pain and sweat would become a promotional point for the next episode of the Star Chasing Show. He endured it in agony, waiting for Bo Quilt to let him go.

"Two more minutes," the thin quilt calmly pronounced Shen Zhi's fate.

Shen Zhi's struggle and resistance were of no use. His strength was insignificant to Bo Qin. His tough attitude and domineering posture were all ineffective against Bo Qin.

Shen Zhi couldn't bear even two seconds, let alone two minutes. The pain was so severe that his mind went blank and he was repenting madly and uncontrollably. He swore that if Bo Qin let him go, he would turn over a new leaf and become a new man.

"Boqin," Shen Zhi cried out in a trembling voice, trying to arouse his sympathy. "Brother Boqin, please, take a rest for a while, okay?"

If the hard approach doesn’t work, Shen Zhi will try the soft approach.

Shen Zhi is so good at acting coquettishly. When he softens his voice and looks at you eagerly, your heart will unconditionally raise the white flag and surrender.

The hand that was pinching Shen Zhi's waist loosened its consciousness. This weak signal was the best start for Shen Zhi. Shen Zhi's eyes lit up and transparent tears fell from his shallow eye sockets.

Shen Zhi didn't care about his tears at all. He wiped them away casually with the back of his hand and hugged Bo Qin's arms with all his strength. His soft and slightly cool face pressed tightly against Bo Qin's tightly stretched arms. He threw nice words at him without paying, "Brother Bo Qin, you are the best. Just take a rest for a while. Please."

Bo Qin pursed her lips, loosened the palm that was pressing on Shen Zhi's legs, and pulled the arm that was stained with Shen Zhi's tears out of Shen Zhi's arms.

Without support, Shen Zhi fell forward limply like a fish without bones.

Bo Qin quickly supported Shen Zhi's shoulders.

Shen Zhi's eyes went dark due to the pain. He turned his face and ruthlessly knocked away the hand that was placed on his shoulder to support him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry about it. I can do it myself."

A dog is thinner than a quilt, a bastard is thinner than a quilt.

One day, he will...

Shen Zhi's eyes were empty, and he tried to mobilize all his strength again without giving up. He must...

Shen Zhi still didn't get up. He sadly discovered that his legs were stretched too much by the thin quilt and he couldn't stand up on his own.

Fuck, the thin quilt belongs to his master!

Shen Zhi took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. He just pushed the thin quilt aside and said something outrageous. It doesn't matter. He can just pretend nothing happened even if he is shameless.

"Brother Boqin, my legs hurt, can you help me up?" Shen Zhi seemed to have no idea what embarrassment was. He tilted his head and looked at the thin quilt behind him with red eyes. The tip of his nose was also red, as if it was painted with a layer of intoxicating rouge.

Shen Zhi turned around and grabbed Bo Qinkong's hand that was hanging by his legs. He tilted his head back and said pitifully, "Brother Bo Qin, please help me."

With her eyes half closed, she just looked at Shen Zhi quietly, watching his expression change from annoyance to weakness in an instant, watching him push her away coldly because she hurt him and now pursing his soft red lips and acting coquettishly because he needed her help.

How could there be such a person in the world? He changes his mind faster than turning the pages of a book. To him, interests and benefits are like nutrients that sustain life, and he can fight for them even if it means he gets hurt.

I don't understand Boqin and I have never seen it before.

He had no doubt that if there was another person who could help Shen Zhi standing here, Shen Zhi would try to please him with an even sweeter smile.

Bo Qin's eyes trembled slightly, and she held the soft and warm hand that reached into her palm, "Don't call me that."

He didn't need Shen Zhi's deliberate and artificial flattery.

The corners of Shen Zhi's lips curled up slightly in a smile. He deserved to be controlled by him because he was as shameless as Bo Qin.

So what if he said some cold words just now? He will change his mind if you coax him.

"Okay, Brother Boqin," Shen Zhi replied happily.

He spoke as if he would be obedient and stop doing it if Boqin didn't like it. He was not Boqin's little pet who would obediently wait for his master's orders.

Shen Zhi was waiting with a smile for the thin quilt to pull him up, but he was caught off guard and lifted up by the waist.

"Wen Zhao, you're not with Guan Yanyue, why are you here?" Shen Zhi was half-hugged by Wen Zhao and pulled up from the ground. He looked at Wen Zhao who suddenly appeared in front of him in surprise.

Wen Zhao smiled mysteriously at Shen Zhi, but did not answer Shen Zhi's question. He turned to Bo Qin and said jokingly, "This kid is like a piece of steel. No matter how you torture him, he won't soften. Don't worry too much about him."

Wen Zhao finished speaking and looked down at Shen Zhi, who was grimacing in pain, "How about I teach you? I promise I'll be more kind and gentle than Bo Qin."

Just because Shen Zhi didn't want Bo Qin to teach him didn't mean he was willing to choose Wen Zhao, who was famous and had a lot of gossip.

Shen Zhi frowned in thought when his numb legs were suddenly hit maliciously by someone. Shen Zhi instantly collapsed in Wen Zhao's arms.

Shen Zhi tightened his grip, not realizing that his hands were still holding onto the quilt. He immediately threw away the weight in his hands and grabbed Wen Zhao's hair, "Wen Zhao, my Lord, are you looking for death?"

Wen Zhao's face twisted for a moment, and he carefully rescued his hair from the ruthless hands of Shen Zhi. He held Shen Zhi with a playful smile and put his finger on his lips, "Hey, hey, there are cameras here. Don't you want to keep your sunny and cheerful personality?"

Shen Zhi fell silent upon hearing this and glared at Wen Zhao fiercely.

"Get me out of here first," Shen Zhishi couldn't hold on any longer and his legs were shaking even when he was standing.

Wen Zhao gestured, "Take you away?"

Shen Zhi rolled his eyes. What was the point of carrying him away? "Just hold him."

Shen Zhi put his arm around Wen Zhao's neck and urged him in a low voice: "Hurry up."

Wen Zhao followed Shen Zhi closely and said, "Men should not say fast."

Shen Zhi: ...It seems like you have a mouth, right?

Wen Zhao took Shen Zhi back to the dormitory and mentioned it again: "Master Shen, you should start a relationship with me. That sissy Guan Yanyue wants to kill me."

Guan Yanyue's dancing is not worse than Shen Zhi's, but she can't stand his little tricks.

Wen Zhao taught him to dance. Guan Yanyue looked at the camera and rushed into Wen Zhao's arms, making close contact with him from time to time, and then accidentally falling to the ground and hugging him.

Wen Zhao's bones were almost broken apart by Guan Yanyue.

"I'll think about it," Shen Zhi said vaguely to Wen Zhao. Wen Zhao successfully brought him back to the dormitory. Wen Zhao's role in Shen Zhi was gone, so Shen Zhi naturally wouldn't have a good face towards Wen Zhao.

Wen Zhao finished his rambling, and listening to Shen Zhiming's obviously indifferent tone, he exclaimed: "Master Shen, no matter how many times, I will always reshape my worldview because of your ruthlessness of turning against me."

Shen Zhi was lying in the pile of dolls, tilting his head and saying to Wen Zhao with a fake smile, "It's good that you know."

Wen Zhao: ...Sure enough, he shouldn't have any impossible expectations of Shen Zhi's conscience.

Shen Zhi waited until Wen Zhao returned to his battle with Guan Yanyue in disgrace before receiving a call from Zhou Yu.

"Brother Zhou, what's the matter?" Shen Zhi answered the phone curiously. He didn't expect why Zhou Yu wanted to talk to him at this time.

Zhou Yu got straight to the point and asked, "How was your day? What did you learn from Bo Qin?"

Could Shen Zhineng say that his legs were crushed by the thin quilt and he had to escape back to the dormitory to survive?

Shen Zhi's suspicious silence made Zhou Yu's heart beat fast, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and said, "Shen Zhi, I spent a lot of effort to stuff you into the thin quilt, don't tell me that you didn't learn anything."

"No," Shen Zhi hasn't figured it out yet. Is it not a coincidence that he and the thin quilt are a pair?

"Brother Zhou, how did you do it?" Shen Zhi was once again deeply shocked by Zhou Yu's ability.

Zhou Yu wanted to get into the screen and poke Shen Zhi's head. "It goes without saying that Wen Zhao Company asked him to help Guan Yanyue. I have a small handle on Song Jianning, your second-ranked one, so he doesn't need to mention it. These two are good at singing and dancing, but their dancing skills are not outstanding and they can't help you."

"Boqin knows him inside out. His dancing skills are among the best. It's more than enough for me to teach you. Shen Zhi, you should learn well. I don't want to see your zombie dance at the Fourth Public." Zhou Yu added ruthlessly, "Neither do your fans."

Bo Qin's dancing was indeed very good. Even though Shen Zhi was a layman, he could clearly see that the dancing level of all the Star Chasing Show trainees was not on the same level as Bo Qin.

Shen Zhi was surprised: "Can a thin quilt agree to this?"

It's true that he always secretly squeezes Boqin, but Boqin is not stupid. Can he do it for free labor?

If this is true, Shen Zhi suggested that Bo Qin go to a neurology department.

Zhou Yu knew what Shen Zhi was thinking, and said quietly: "If you come to it, you should thank yourself."

Shen Zhi became a little famous in the circle for singing for Bo Qin at the fan meeting. Zhou Yu used this to control Bo Qin and asked Bo Qin to teach Shen Zhi to dance as a way to repay the favor.

Shen Zhi listened silently and felt like beating himself to death.

“You can hate Bo Qin, you can also turn your face to Bo Qin, but without him, your dancing will be hopeless, and if your dancing is hopeless, you can’t make your debut, and if you can’t make your debut, just think about the fans who get up early and stay up late every day to punch in for you to add data to your popularity, and just have some nerve,” Zhou Yu knew Shen Zhi’s weaknesses too well, and with just a few words he hit Shen Zhi’s soft spot.

Shen Zhi held his breath and said, "I know."

"From now on, Boqin is my ancestor. If he tells me to go east, I will never go west. If he tells me to play with a dog, I will never touch a chicken. Is that okay?" Shen Zhi swore to Zhou Yu on the other end of the phone.

Zhou Yu hung up the phone with satisfaction.

If Shen Zhi could get along well with Bo Qin, Shen Zhi would never receive Zhou Yu's call in the dormitory.

Zhou Yu knew Shen Zhi very well. Since he received his call, it meant that Shen Zhi had unilaterally broken up with Bo Qin. So Zhou Yu spoke in a stern tone and told Shen Zhi some shocking news, forcing Shen Zhi to come back.

Shen Zhi would definitely cherish this opportunity that he had asked for. Zhou Yu didn't believe that Shen Zhi couldn't learn that crappy dance.

Zhou Yu stroked his chin, guessing that Shen Zhi should be wrapped in a thin quilt and asking for peace now.

As it turned out, Shen Zhi really had the nerve to approach Bo Qin again.

Shen Zhi reflected on his mistakes painfully and looked at Bo Qin. He said he did it but Bo Qin didn't even look at him.

After practicing dancing again, Bo Qin ignored Shen Zhi who was offering her water and took a towel to wipe the sweat dripping from her neck. She said indifferently, "What do you want me to do? Don't you want Wen Zhao to teach you?"