Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 57 The actor always wants to tease me (9)

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On the fourth day of preparation, the YL group was already proficient in the selected songs.

After all, if you practice day and night, it will be strange if you are not proficient.

On the fifth day, the director team told the trainees that a mentor would come to see the results and point out the shortcomings.

When Nan Xin heard it, she was sitting on the floor, drank some water, and didn't respond.

Because she knew it was impossible for Wen Yan to come.

Anyway, the deadline for this task is not fixed, so don't worry, the task of the top girl group will make some progress first.

But what Nan Xin was most afraid of was that it would be bad for Wen Yan to be attracted by other goblins first.

Tsk, irritable.

Nan Xin gently put the mineral water bottle on the floor, followed by the "dong dong" sound of opening the door.

She turned her head and looked over, the first step was the two straight long legs wrapped in black sweatpants, and then slowly moved up, the eyes under the pure white T-shirt and black peaked cap were clear and cold, like black The glazed balls are generally cold.

Nan Xin was stunned for a moment, why did Wen Yan come here?

Didn't it mean that Wen Yan didn't need to be responsible for teaching the trainees?
Nan Xin reacted quickly, and immediately stood up obediently after regaining consciousness, with her hands behind her back and her voice very sweet.

"Good morning, tutor."

Wen Yan glanced at her and nodded slightly.

Originally, he really didn't intend to come over to guide, but when he passed the studio, he saw the staff editing the content of the first episode, and the screen reflected Nan Xin's beautiful face when he was dancing. rabbit.

When this idea popped up in his mind, Wen Yan was also slightly taken aback.

Why did I suddenly think of this adjective...

He raised his eyes and glanced again, um... he felt that the description of the rabbit he was thinking of was quite appropriate.

But he will know later, she is not a domesticated rabbit at all, but a bold wild rabbit.

Wen Yan's heart moved slightly, and he told the director to check on the progress of the trainees' practice.

When he said this, his face was pale, which made Director Yang a little confused.

"Oh, okay, you can just go directly."

While responding to him, he was still silently muttering in his heart why he was suddenly so... um, positive?
When he still wanted to inquire about something, Wen Yan had already left.

"..."

In the practice room.

When another group of trainees stepped on the last beat, the music stopped slowly.

Wen Yan sat on the chair with a flat look in his eyes. Just sitting there, he unconsciously exuded a strong aura and pressure, which made people dare not look directly at him.

After the performance, the trainees leaned close together, tiny beads of sweat stuck to their foreheads and nose wings, their lips were pursed, and they looked at Wen Yan nervously.

Wen Yan's expression was as usual, the corners of his mouth were straight, his fingers lightly tapped the table, his thin lips kissed, and his words were also very straightforward: "The rhythm of the chorus part is a bit weak, the high note of the last line is not up, the tempo is not up to date, the dance moves I made a few wrong jumps in the middle, practice more."

Without further ado, he raised his chin slightly in the direction of Nan Xin, which meant that he was in their group.

The group of trainees just now had a bad complexion, they were pale, like Wen Yan thanked them and stepped back to watch the performance of this group.

Sure enough, YL is YL, so there is nothing to say about his strength.

The movements are neat and powerful, the beat is very accurate, and the voice is stable and almost without panting.

After reading it, Wen Yan's dark eyes suddenly lit up, the corners of his eyes slightly curved, and there was a smile that he didn't realize.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Nan Xin was breathing slowly with his head down when he suddenly felt a shadow cast in front of him.

She suddenly raised her clear and penetrating eyes, and found that Wen Yan had actually walked in front of her!
"Yan... Teacher Wen."

Staring at this identical face, Nan Xin almost blurted out Yan Yichi's name.

Fortunately, she only made a breathy sound, and she quickly changed her address.

Wen Yan's eyes flickered slightly, what did she want to call him just now?
Yan?
Is it a fan?
But she doesn't look like it.

Wen Yan had a doubt in his heart, frowned slightly, and then slowly uttered a sentence: "You didn't do a good job just now."

Nan Xin: "Which action is it?"

Wen Yan turned around and demonstrated it to her in the mirror next to her.

Then he turned his head and said, "Do it again."

Nan Xin: "..."

She just looked at her face and didn't look at her movements.

But she didn't dare to ask Wen Yan to do it again, otherwise she would definitely be scolded by some of Wen Yan's irrational fans.

Nan Xin bit the bullet and did the action again, with a slight change.

Wen Yan frowned slightly again, as if he was really a mentor teaching the students seriously.

"It's almost there, put a little more force on the arm."

Nan Xin followed his instructions and did it again.

Then she met the warm gaze from the side, she didn't know why, but felt her heart beating a little faster.

For a while, she didn't speak, and neither did Wen Yan.

After being quiet for about ten seconds, when Nan Xin scratched her cheek in embarrassment, Wen Yan said with a slight smile:

"Very good, just practice a few more times."

Nan Xin nodded, thinking that he seems to be quite gentle?

After the guidance was over, it was almost time for Wen Yan to leave.

"Goodbye, Teacher Wen." The trainees said in unison.

Wen Yan's fingertips that had just touched the doorknob paused for a moment, then turned to look at them, and finally his eyes fell on Nan Xin's face and stopped for two seconds.

"Well, practice hard."

The voice is warm and cool, a bit like the air-conditioned sparkling water in summer. It tastes like bayberry, and it feels cool and refreshing when you sip it down.

As soon as the door closed, two of the girls in the other group screamed excitedly, presumably they were fans of Wen Yan.

"Ahhh! I'm so excited, he actually came to teach us!"

"Me, me, me too!!! So handsome!"

"The voice is also nice, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhatedsesses, it's hard to see clearly without wearing contact lenses."

"Hey, that's right, I suddenly envy Nan Xin, so close, I can smell his body, and I don't know what it is."

Said it was fast at this time and that time, the girl asked Nan Xin directly with staring eyes: "Sister, does Teacher Wen smell good on him?"

Fans who went to pick him up said he smelled good, and she wanted to know how smelly he was.

Nan Xin scratched her head and coped with it: "Well, it seems to be quite fragrant."

To describe it specifically... well, the fresh mint flavor is mixed with a touch of pear fragrance.

It smells good.

The girl nodded to Nan Xin with envy and regret: "Ah, so."

After quickly ending this topic, Nan Xin practiced according to Wen Yan's teaching several times, and finally stopped when he was almost done.

The system in my brain recalled the scene just now, why do you feel that the avatar of the god in this plane is a bit weird?
(End of this chapter)