Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 375 We Will Eventually Form a Group! 9

"Nice dance."

The dance teacher, whose face was usually serious, finally smiled at Zhao Zhao's performance. "Finally, it doesn't feel like a robot practicing martial arts anymore," she teased, patting his head with a laugh.

Zhao Zhao's eyes sparkled as she casually wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked happily, "So, does that mean I don't have to stay to practice dancing today?"

The teacher smiled kindly, "Yes."

"Hahaha, that's awesome!" Yu Xingli, who had been paying attention to their conversation, immediately came over and easily pulled Zhao Zhao into his arms using his height advantage. "Come on, let's go eat."

"Hey, wait for me." Cheng Sui'an, who was resting on the ground, immediately got up to catch up with them, but the teacher stopped smiling and stood in front of him with a stern face.

"You? You still want to leave?"

Zhao Zhao turned her head when she heard the noise and suddenly met Cheng Sui'an's eyes, who was being scolded by the teacher. Cheng Sui'an, who had been listless, suddenly perked up and winked at Zhao Zhao.

Seeing the child's face suddenly twitch, Cheng Xiao was baffled. She raised an eyebrow and shouted, "Cheng Sui'an, are you listening?! You little lazybones!"

She poked Cheng Sui'an's forehead with exasperation, "All you think about is playing and sleeping all day. Can't you think about something professional?"

"After all this time, your dancing is still as awful as crap!!! Huh?!"

The roaring behind them continued. Yu Xingli laughed and said, "Let's go, Zhaozhao, stop looking."

"He'll probably be fine after a few scoldings, so don't worry about him."

"Mmm." Zhao Zhao smiled at him.

As they passed the vocal music classroom, they heard Chi Huai roaring from inside. Zhao Zhao peeked out and saw Zhou Zhiyan, who had been pulled over by the vocal music teacher for a lecture after his dance practice.

The intensity of it is comparable to that of a dance studio.

"Ayan has a very good foundation in dance, but her singing is terrible." So terrible that even Yu Xingli, who sings a little off-key, couldn't stand listening to her.

He pulled Zhao Zhao downstairs again, sighed, and said, "But for you, Zhao Zhao, the situation is exactly the opposite of his."

Zhao Zhao isn't good at dancing, but her singing is absolutely the most talented he's ever seen. She has a naturally good voice, and even among trainees from big companies, she would definitely not be inferior.

"You two are both geniuses who excel in only one subject." Looking down, Yu Xingli noticed Zhao Zhao's slightly red ears. His eyes softened, and his heart softened again. "Little cutie~" He patted Zhao Zhao's head instead.

Zhao Zhao is very easily embarrassed. When she looked up again, her cheeks immediately flushed red.

The boy's face was tender and cute, and his clean eyes looked especially innocent when he quietly looked at others, melting Yu Xingli's heart once again.

"Aww, my sweet baby, Daddy loves you~"

In an instant, it transformed into a groundhog and began to squeal with excitement.

Downstairs, Lan Sen, who had already finished his dance training, was helping to serve the dishes. The boy was tall and slender, wearing a simple white short-sleeved T-shirt. When he saw them coming downstairs, he turned around with the dishes and gave them a gentle smile. He looked clean and refreshing.

"Go wash your hands, dinner is almost ready."

"What are we eating today?" Yu Xingli asked with a smile as he approached the table. Lan Sen chuckled helplessly, "Of all the people here, you and Zhao Zhao are the pickiest eaters."

As he spoke, little did he know that an even pickier eater was about to arrive at Leyu.

Zhao Zhao chuckled and leaned her head over as well. Yu Xingli nudged Zhao Zhao's shoulder and said, "Almost everything on the table is your favorite food. You can eat more this time, right?"

At the age when she should be growing, Zhao Zhao only eats a little bit each time.

"Go wash your hands." Lan Sen put one arm around Zhao Zhao's shoulder and pushed Yu Xingli's lower back with the other, leading them to the kitchen, the only place on the first floor with a sink.

"Boss, I heard your talks with Xiao He have been going very smoothly lately?"

Qi Nanxing, a man of many skills, and the down-to-earth boss are tidying up the kitchen, chatting as they work.

Yu Xingli, who had just stepped into the kitchen and heard the name, stiffened slightly and quietly pricked up his ears to listen to their conversation.

Dan Le said happily, "Yes, I guess we'll have good news coming soon."

Qi Nanxing smiled and said, "That's good."

Yu Xingli was washing his hands absentmindedly when he heard the result, and his lips twitched slightly.

Oh no, it seems like something bad is about to happen.

"Zhao Zhao, how was your practice today?" Qi Nanxing teased Zhao Zhao again, and Yu Xingli came back to his senses and stepped forward.

Upon seeing him, Qi Nanxing's eyes darted around, and he cheekily brought it up in front of him again, "Speaking of which, our Little Star and Xiao He are old friends. How about it? Aren't you excited and happy to hear news about Xiao He?"

Yu Xingli's face darkened. "What am I happy about?" he said, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Zhao away.

Zhao Zhao was curious, seeing Yu Xingli's stern expression for the first time, and asked, "Who is Xiao He?"

“A trainee who used to train with me.”

Zhao Zhao asked in confusion, "Don't you like him?"

Yu Xingli shook his head, "It's not that I dislike him, it's just that this person is troublesome."

Just thinking about him gave Yu Xingli a headache, so he quickly changed the subject.

However, while the topic can be avoided, it's unavoidable to meet the same people again.

It was a beautiful, sunny morning, but Yu Xingli was unexpectedly greeted by the person who gave him the most headaches—Xiao He.

The boy, around sixteen years old, stood in the center of the first floor with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a suitcase. His fair face remained calm and expressionless when he saw his old acquaintances Yu Xingli and Cheng Sui'an again.

He was very handsome and tall, but the aloofness in his eyes gave people a feeling of keeping them at arm's length.

Cheng Sui'an couldn't keep anything to himself. The moment he saw him, his narrowed eyes widened instantly. "Holy crap! Why are you back?!" he exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost.

Xiao He glanced at him and said calmly, "Can you please stop making such a fuss? It's hurting my ears."

As he spoke, he slowly looked at Zhao Zhao, who was much shorter than him, standing beside him. Meeting Zhao Zhao's blank eyes, he looked away. "Leyu Media is starting to harm even such young kids now?"

"I really don't want to talk to you."

Cheng Sui'an was speechless. She glared at him and pulled Zhao Zhao to leave. Yu Xingli, who was always enthusiastic towards newcomers, didn't say a word. Just as they were about to go upstairs, Xiao He's cold voice came from behind them.

"and many more."

His voice hesitated slightly, but when he raised his eyes, he spoke with a tone that was neither entirely justified nor entirely defiant: "Yu Xingli, help me move my luggage."

Yu Xingli chuckled and turned his head, "Young Master, don't you have hands?"

Xiao He lowered his eyes slightly, "There's too much stuff, I can't move it."

Yu Xingli:……

He rolled his eyes, walked up to him, and was about to take his suitcase without saying a word when he saw the man turn to the side and slowly point behind him, "What you need to move are those."

Inside the van parked outside behind them, Shan Le was continuously "unloading" goods; the pile of bags and boxes all belonged to Xiao He.

"Holy crap..." Yu Xingli exclaimed incredulously, "Are you trying to work me to death?"

Xiao He remained calm and said, "I didn't ask you to move it alone," then pointed at Cheng Sui'an and said, "You go too."

The familiar tune, the familiar devil is back. Cheng Sui'an leaned on Zhao Zhao's shoulder, utterly dejected. "Zhao Zhao, why did he come back? Why did the boss bring him back again?"

Zhao Zhao patted his back and comforted him, "Don't be sad."

"Cheng Sui'an, hurry up." A certain young master urged again.

Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "You've been practicing dancing a lot lately, let me go help him."

"No!"

"Need not."

Xiao He said, "I don't bully children, Cheng Sui'an, come here quickly." He said the first sentence to Zhao Zhao, and then hurriedly urged Cheng Sui'an.

On the other side, just as Yu Xingli was about to resign himself to his fate and rolled up his sleeves, he saw Xiao He's indifferent eyes sweep over his hand.

"I'm a germaphobe, have you washed your hands?"

Yu Xingli and Cheng Suian: ...

here we go again!