Male God is Chasing My Brother

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Chapter 8.1

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Afternoon training is a dance lesson. An XuMo has been following a new dance teacher and recently he is training for a solo dance. His understanding of the song is very good, his rhythm and coordination are excellent, and he had an earnest and diligent attitude. Only dancing for a few days, the new teacher gives him the same evaluation as Brother Li did.        

It is less than a year since An XuMo and Jin Dian signed the contract. Compared to many other trainees, he is not considered to be the youngest. But from a progress and result perspective, he is undoubtedly one of the most outstanding among the thousands of trainees. Other trainees on his level, a few Hall of Fame artists, have already signed a three, four-year contract. Compared to those who are chosen by the new team leader’s people, only An XuMo improves very fast, exceeding the team’s combined speed. Becuase of that, he was picked up by Tang Tang.                

Both dance and vocal lessons require a long grueling practice, there was countless sweat accumulated in days and nights. To artists, hard work is also an essential skill. Ever since Jin Dian started to expand the market for younger generations, every week thousands of people go to Jin Dian to enroll as trainees. The first step was to choose those that pass the appearance requirements. The elimination was really brutal, but it was all done during daily training.

Jin Dian’s trainees usually require to go through a six weeks curriculum. But after the first week, there is only less than ten percent of the trainees remaining that are willing to continue.

Those who last all the way to the end has gone through harsh training that people can’t imagine. But in many fields, such as the dance and singing path, diligence can only raise the limit. What really determines the limit is the talent that could not be changed with hard work.

An XuMo’s hard work is unquestionable. But most of these evaluations were due to his talent.

An XuMo is like a pearl. The shell hasn’t opened, but people with good eyes have seen his light.

Jin Dian’s practice rooms are next to each other, concentrated in one area. Several dance rooms are also on the same floor. An XuMo thanked the teacher. After taking a short shower, he was thinking about what to eat for dinner while leaving the dance room. There are other students who just finish the course walking in the hallways. An XuMo was walking alone then suddenly his phone in his pockets vibrated. He reached out and found out that it was his personal phone.       

An XuMo was shocked when he saw the name on the screen. He couldn’t help but stop. After rubbing his palms on his pants, An XuMo raised his hand and carefully swiped to answer the call.   

“Hello……?

The voice on the opposite side hasn’t replied yet. Then An XuMo was suddenly hit by a force behind him. He staggered. Luckily, he was holding on to the door, so he did not fall. An XuMo turned his head in surprise. Several people behind him were pushing and shoving him directly into the side room.       

“Woah……!” 

“Peng”. An XuMo fell heavily on the wooden floor. He let out a grunt. The phone slipped out of his hands, landing half a meter away from him.       

“How did our big star fell down, walking around so carelessly ah~.”

The sound of mockery rang out. Using his arms prop him up to a sitting position, An XuMo raised his head and looked over, “…….Lu YingTu?”

There were a total of seven people coming in and the last man closed the door of the unused dance room. An XuMo glanced over and found out that these people were the trainees who were waiting for Han Ming in the lobby on that day. Their expression wasn’t restrained, looking at their posture, it was very obvious they are up to no good.   

Lu YingRu laughed, “Never would I thought, the big star would remember my name~. I am really flattered.”   

An XuMo doesn’t really know what is happening, “Do you need anything?” 

Lu YingTu coldly laughed, “What are you pretending for, your act as a white lotus is very on point. Why are learning dance ah? Why don’t you go directly to acting?”      

The people behind him echoed, “That’s right. Robbing us once, forget it. But, twice in a row, your good luck is running out. Your face always has a look of innocence, in front of Han Ming, you also use this trick right?”   

The brown-haired boy from before was standing next to him, clapping his hands, “That’s enough, don’t talk nonsense to him. First, beat him. Then talk after we finish venting out anger.” 

A few people were standing behind him immediately grab out a few long bats beneath the cushions in the corner. It is obvious that they have been plotting this for a long time, the place and the tools were already prepared. An XuMo wanted to stand up, but he was kicked out of the way on the chest. The friction between his body and the wooden floor made an ear piercing sound, just listening made others feel frightened.          

But this kind of sound was pleasant to the other seven people in the room. Each of them was holding a bat and they circled An XuMo in the middle.      

Lu YingTu took the initiative to raise the bat. When the long, thick bat was about to fall, there was a sudden ‘clatter’ sound in the room.       

“Who?!”

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