Brother Lu Han, how do you pronounce this sentence?" Huang Zitao asked Lu Han with a book about the introduction to Korean.

"Brother Lu, come here quickly, urgent! How to do this question?" Just as Lu Han was about to approach Huang Zitao, Wu Shixun lay on the door frame and shouted loudly.

"Oh, here we come!" Lu Han responded and ran out hurriedly.

Zitao pouted and knew that your Wu Shixun was not even concerned about the room line.

Seeing Lu Han teaching with concentration beside him, the child was satisfied, and he supported his chin with both hands and looked at his brother Lu with a smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk…..." Zhang Yixing, who had been making a song for one night, came out to get some water, and saw Wu Shixun's face as if he was a girlish meal.

"Zhang Yixing, your song is ready?" Lu Han looked up.

"Not yet, just come out and get a bottle of water." By the way, you teachers and students have a deep relationship.

"Brother Yixing, teach me Korean." Huang Zitao stretched out a small claw from the room and shook the Korean introduction in his hand.

Zhang Yixing took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and threw a sorry look at Huang Zitao, "Brother, my song hasn't been finished yet, I'm not available now."

Huang Zitao was completely lost and crawled back to his upper bunk with dejected expression. "Ouch!"

"What's wrong?" Huang Zitao screamed and Lu Han rushed into the room immediately.

"I'm hitting my head." Zhang Yixing spread his hands, "I don't know how many times this week it's been." Alas, they are all children over 1.8 meters tall. It's a lot of pressure to make me a brother...

Lu Han pulled Huang Zitao from the room to the living room and gently rubbed his head.

"Crack!" The door was opened, and Wu Fan walked into the door. When he saw Lu Han holding Huang Zitao like a cub, he subconsciously glanced at Wu Shixun, and it turned out to be...

Wu Fan quickly changed his shoes and snatched Huang Zitao back from Lu Han. "What's the situation?" He turned around and blocked Wu Shixun's 'death vision'.

"It hit the ceiling and hit the big hair." Lu Han replied.

Wu Fan carefully checked Huang Zitao's head and it seemed nothing was wrong.

Huang Zitao pulled Wu Fan's clothes pitifully, "Brother Wu Fan, my brothers don't teach me Korean."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

"Brother Wu Fan, the upper floor is too close to the ceiling."

"This......" Wu Fan was speechless, "Zhang Yixing!"

Zhang Yixing slowly walked out of the room. From the moment Wu Fan entered the door, he was listening to the conversation between several people with his ears. Until Huang Zitao talked about the bed, his uneasiness began to gradually increase.

What is the problem with the bed... Wu Shixun's eyes lit up and he glanced at the three people involved coldly.

Zhang Yixing sniffed, "What did Mr. Wu tell me to do?"

"Look, Zitao is still growing up now, and his hands and legs are long, so it's so inconvenient to get on and off the bed. Otherwise, you can just change the room with him!"

The only relationship is your yellow peach tree. Although I am 21, you will deprive you of the unique opportunity to grow taller? Zhang Yixing shed tears. I have known you for three years, three years! Wu Fan, you don’t want me to grow up healthily and happily at all... …

"Xiao Zhang, you are showing your opinion!"

Express your opinion? You have to say this and how do you want me to express your opinion? Facing Huang Zitao's pitiful expression, Zhang Yixing replied angrily, "Okay!" After that, he did not forget to glance at Wu Shixun weakly.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with Wu Mingwang. His eyes were fine, his expression was fine, and he didn't say much. Zhang Yixing sighed secretly.

But no one thought about our classmates Wu Xiaoxun’s psychological activities: the same room as Brother Lu Han is the words of Brother Zhang Yixing, hahaha……

In the morning, Bai Hyun and Chanyeol entered the practice room one after another.

"Brother Junmian!" Bai Xian pounced on Jin Junmian's shoulder with a bitter look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother, you're right! Park Chanyeol's breathing sound was so loud that he slept, especially late at night, when the surroundings were quiet, do you understand that sound?" Bai Xian looked resentful.

Jin Junmian patted his back. Brother said he understood. When Dudu moved the dormitory, because the room had not been cleaned up, Chanyeol generously gave out his bed and ran over to join the shop with him. The memory of that night was unforgettable.

"I began to wonder if Chanyeol's ex-roommate was abused by him."

"What did you say? I heard it!" Park Chanyeol pouted and leaned closer to the two of them.

Wu Shixun rolled his eyes. Anyone here who is human can hear it?... Grab his backpack and look for Brother Lu Han.

"Hey, Sehun, where are you going?" Junmian asked anxiously when he saw Sehun leave with his bag on his back.

"It goes without saying that I must have gone to find Brother Lu." Kim Jong-in turned on the music and started practicing dancing.

Why is Wu Shixun sticking to Brother Lu Han so tightly!

"You're also very noisy when you sleep, humming."

"Who hummed!"

After a few seconds of silence, Bye Byung Bai-hyun and Park Chanyeol had already had arguing.

"It's you, you! He hummed like a puppy, making me unable to sleep!"

"Not I have it, your breathing is so loud!"

"I don't care about breathing when I fall asleep. Do you let me not breathe?" Chanyeol put his hips on his hips, "I know the number of humming sounds. You have to hum 40 times before going to bed."

Kim Junmian almost spit out a sip of water in her mouth. Who can save Park Chanyeol's IQ?

"Who asked you to count?"

"This is evidence!"

Bai Hyun glared at Chanyeol, I glared, I glared!

Chanyeol went up and covered Bai Xian's eyes. "The eyes are not as big as mine, why are you glaring!"

"That's because I'm a double-shuang!"

“Isn’t it single eyelids?”

Seeing two people who became harmonious because of their eyes, Kim Junmyoung covered her forehead. It seems that Park Chanyeol is not the only one who needs to be saved. It’s childish, it’s so childish!

"Hey, I have new news!" Zhang Yixing suddenly pushed open the door of the practice room.

After the practice room 1 and 3 established an alliance, the interactions between each other became much more casual.

"What?" Kim Jong-in turned off the music during the trail time.

"Today, a trainee was called to the conference room. I heard that he was also a powerful candidate to join the group."

"Are you an old trainee?" Junmian grabbed the point.

Zhang Yixing recalled, "It seems that what you should have seen is the white one with a round face."

White, round face? This is called the description of God Horse. Park Chanyeol grabbed his head.

"Ah! If that's right, it should be Brother Minshuo."

Zhang Yixing shook his head and said he didn't know each other, and Bai Xian listened carefully.

"Minsuo Brother is from the practice room No. 2 and came in 2008." Kim Junmian, who has been practicing for 6 years, knows a lot of information.

"In 2008? At the same time, why do you feel like you have never seen it before?"

"He has been in a secret training class before and was transferred back a while ago."

"It seems that Brother Yixing's news is true!" Park Chanyeol interrupted.
Chapter completed!