The Most Popular Comedian [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 115 - Premiere

Rong Yuheng finally understood what it meant to be too much to lose, and to restrain himself.

When he was covered with a quilt at night, he was directly covered with a big head and his body was straight. Across the corridor, Huang Jianing stood on the bedside to turn off the light, and asked strangely, “Are you cold?”

Rong Yuheng’s bed was arched.

Huang Jianing, “You will suffocate like this.”

An urn sound was heard from the bed, “I have been suffocated.”

“…”

The next day was the premiere of “Cross Ocean Flower”, and the next day Rong Yuheng went to the team to ask for leave. Li Jiao only asked not to delay the performance and pay attention to safety, which can be said to be very free range.

Rong Yuheng’s plane in the afternoon followed the team for training in the morning.

In the bright dance studio, three sides are bright and clean mirrors. The six teenagers were long and sturdy, waving their arms cleanly and turning around swiftly.

The light above the head shined brightly and projected between the eyebrows and eyes of the teenagers. The white light of the shadows alternated instantly on their faces with the movement of shaking their heads. The crystal beads of sweat threw a sharp arc in the air.

Boom, heels rested on the smooth wooden floor, and the last movement fell neatly. Shan Qi stood in the C position, with white and skinny fingers pointing straight to the top of his head, and blue veins on his arms.

Sweat smashed water marks on the floor.

After three seconds, everyone relaxed.

Zou Yi directly lifted the hem of his clothes and wiped the sweat from his face, revealing a flat belly. Huang Jianing glanced enviously, but didn’t get started-sweating, he disliked it.

Rong Yuheng took off his jacket and threw it aside, turning his head to grab water by the wall behind him. Bian Chen bent over to pick up the coat he had thrown on the ground, and put it on Rong Yuheng’s back with a “crash”, “Do you want to catch a cold?”

“It’s too hot.” Rong Yuheng pulled off his coat, raised his head and slurped a few sips of water, because he drank too eagerly, a little flowed down the corners of his mouth and slid across the beautifully curved jaw line.

His physique is rather cold, and he is afraid of cold when he is not moving; but he sweats quickly when he moves, and his whole body is like a fished out of the water.

Bian Chen glanced at the water dripping from the corner of his mouth, his lips moved, “You…”

Rong Yuheng took the bottle away and turned around, “What’s wrong with me?”

Bian Chen, “You look like an emoticon bag.”

Rong Yuheng, “?”

Bian Chen, “The cat that is very popular on the Internet, the knowledge of **** has increased, and there is a drooling mouth and very dementia…”

Before he finished his words, Rong Yuheng gagged his mouth with his jacket.

“You are demented!”

Huang Jianing just came over and saw Rong Yuheng groaning, “How can you describe him that way? He is obviously that bird…”

He got stuck in the middle of talking, and turned to ask Tang Ji, “What’s the bird’s name?”

Tang Jiwen whispered his lips quietly, “Whalehead stork.”