Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 370 We Will Eventually Form a Group! 4

After dinner, Shan Le sent several dance videos to the trainees, ostensibly to let them practice.

Zhao Zhao had never learned to dance before. In the dance studio, her limbs were as stiff as iron. Similarly, Cheng Sui'an was also trying to tame her limbs. Among the three, only Yu Xingli could dance somewhat properly while watching the video.

Outside the door, Shan Le and Qi Nanxing were secretly observing from behind.

"Wow, Zhao Zhao's body is too tough, no wonder he's called the Iron Boy, hahaha..." Qi Nanxing laughed and then glanced at Shan Le, successfully shutting his mouth. But as he watched, he couldn't help but chime in, "Tsk, what's wrong with Cheng Sui'an jumping like that? Is this lazy boy slacking off again?"

He nudged Shan Le with his elbow and said, "You should give him a talking-to later."

"Sigh." Shan Le was speechless. She sighed uncomfortably and slowly left. Not long after, Qi Nanxing also left.

Given the company's current situation, neither the boss nor the employees believe the company can last long, nor do they expect the trainees here to debut as a group. The only thing that keeps them sticking to their posts is their sense of responsibility.

"Zhaozhao, I think it would be better if you positioned your hands like this."

Without a teacher, Yu Xingli, who knew a little about dancing, became the teacher. After instructing Zhao Zhao on her movements, he went to check on Cheng Sui'an, who was slacking off again. He put his hands on his hips and glared at him irritably, "You joined the company two days earlier than me, and look at the mess you've made of dancing."

"No slacking off, get up!"

He pulled Cheng Sui'an up, then turned back to Zhao Zhao and personally corrected his hand movements. Back and forth like this, the oldest brother patiently taught the two three dance moves for an hour.

"My God, I'm exhausted." Cheng Sui'an lay down on the ground, covered in sweat, and was about to fall asleep when Yu Xingli came over to pull him away again. He quickly begged for mercy, "Little Xingli, do you want to kill me with exhaustion?"

"I'm not training anymore, I need to rest."

Yu Xingli was sweating just as much as him, but seeing that he was indeed very tired, he didn't say anything more and let him go.

On the other side, Zhao Zhao was slowly practicing his dance, but judging from his posture, it looked more like he was practicing martial arts.

As for Zhao Zhao, she still needs to be taught by a professional dance teacher; Yu Xingli really can't teach her.

Continuing to practice will be a waste of time.

"Zhao Zhao, you should take a break too." He patted Zhao Zhao's shoulder from behind, which startled him as he was focused on practicing his dance. Yu Xingli subconsciously smiled, but then forced the smile back, "Sorry."

Zhao Zhao looked so frightened, she really resembled a pitiful rabbit.

Zhao Zhao waved her hand and casually sat down on the ground. Cheng Sui'an on the other side was already lying down and would probably fall asleep in a little while.

Yu Xingli was too lazy to call him anymore. He sat next to Zhao Zhao, smiling brightly at him as if he were never tired. "What does Zhao Zhao think of our company? Do you like our company?"

He was there to find out what was going on, determined to keep this lovely boy for the boss.

"It's alright," Zhao Zhao replied, though it was unclear whether she genuinely felt fine or was just being perfunctory.

So Yu Xingli subtly changed the subject, "Are you getting used to everything at the company? Do you miss home?" Logically speaking, a young and introverted child like this is very dependent on his family.

However, Zhao Zhao's reply was different from what he expected: "I don't miss home. I think the company is great." It's more cozy than home.

Zhao Zhao is just introverted, not mentally challenged. Some things are easy to see, and it's obvious whether someone is good to her or not.

Yu Xingli's eyes were somewhat dazed, and he thought of his family. He couldn't help but ask softly, "Why?"

He stopped smiling, but Zhao Zhao still liked to see him smile. Staring at his face, which seemed to suddenly look lost, she said seriously, "Father doesn't care about me, doesn't care if I get sick, doesn't care if I leave home, and doesn't care if I suffer injustice in a strange company."

Upon hearing these words, tears suddenly welled up in Yu Xingli's eyes. Zhao Zhao paused, then whispered, "Did I...did I say something that upset you?"

"I...I..." Before she could finish her apology, Yu Xingli gently pulled her into his arms and patted her shoulder. "It's okay, I just think we're a bit alike."

That's why all the other trainees left, but he's still here.

Yu Xingli is now certain that Zhao Zhao won't leave easily, so the boss can probably rest assured.

......

Yu Xingli took special care of Zhao Zhao because of their shared family experiences. He had been caught in the rain himself, so he wanted to hold an umbrella for the young and innocent Zhao Zhao.

He hoped that during Zhaozhao's short time here, she could truly experience the warmth that she didn't have at home.

Because no one understands better than him the loneliness and helplessness of staring blankly at a wall alone.

When they went to sleep that night, Cheng Sui'an, who shared the bed with Yu Xingli, kicked off the covers and woke him up.

Yu Xingli habitually raised his hand in the air and gestured twice to slap his face. He then angrily covered him with the blanket and got up to go to the bathroom.

As a result, as soon as I opened the door, I ran into Zhao Zhao, who was wandering around in the corridor.

Surprised, Yu Xingli stepped forward and called out in a low voice, "Zhaozhao, what are you doing?"

"I want to drink water." But the water dispenser is only on the first floor, and Zhao Zhao lives on the fourth floor. The hallway is too dark, and the green light of the emergency exit looks particularly scary in the dark. Zhao Zhao tried several times but could not go down.

"Holy crap, let's go, let's go, poor little bunny." Yu Xingli's fatherly love overflowed, and he quickly led him downstairs. Damn Leyu Media, did they go bankrupt just by installing one more water dispenser?

Yu Xingli gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Zhao drinking water, thinking that he must have a good talk with the boss about the water dispenser tomorrow.

After escorting Zhao Zhao back to her room, he cheerfully said goodnight and returned to his own room. He then gritted his teeth and covered the fast-sleeping Cheng Sui'an with a blanket before finally falling asleep himself.

[Host, can't sleep? How about 002 tells you a story?]

002 really enjoyed teasing the shrunk and adorable Zhao Zhao. She deliberately teased him in a high-pitched voice, and sure enough, Zhao Zhao refused, saying, "I'm not a child, I don't need you to tell me stories."

I guess it's because she practiced a weird dance for an hour and a half tonight, which is why Zhao Zhao is still so energetic.

He lay quietly in bed, lost in thought, when 002 suddenly said, "Zhao Zhao, if you can't sleep, you can play games. Staying up all night playing games is the best!"

Zhao Zhao: ......

He sighed and said, "I think it's 1208 now."

The system exploded, [Zhaozhao, I am now your commander! You can't think about any other unauthorized commanders!]

One sentence easily broke his defenses. Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "Then stop arguing. I won't think about him."

The system reluctantly replied, "Okay."

Zhao Zhao's eyes brightened slightly; he seemed to have grasped the method to cure this system.