Peninsula: Who taught him to make that connection?!

Chapter 8: Jiang Tang touched my waist?!

The trial training group disbanded in the evening.

Jiang Tang was so hungry that his stomach was practically touching his back.

He bought two seaweed rice balls at the convenience store downstairs and was just about to find a place to eat when a pitiful voice suddenly reached his ears.

—Let's do it again.

Just once.

—If things are still like this tomorrow, will the teacher think I'm not suitable to stay here?

Jiang Tang paused in his steps.

He followed the sound and finally found Kim Tae-yeon in a small practice room at the end of the corridor.

The light was only half on.

She practiced her daytime dance alone inside.

His movements became increasingly erratic, his breathing became more rapid, and when he turned around, his ankle visibly twisted.

Jiang Tang was a little nervous and immediately pushed the door open and went inside.

"stop."

Kim Tae-yeon was initially taken aback.

Upon seeing that it was Jiang Tang, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly put on a stern face again.

"What are you doing here? This is the A-team practice room."

Jiang Tang gathered the rice balls in his hand, leaned against the door, and deliberately looked her up and down.

"Oh my, so our Jin9000 is giving people attitude now?"

He chuckled, drawing out his words, "You're improving quickly! Practice for another two days, and you'll be looking down on people, won't you?"

Kim Tae-yeon's ears turned red instantly.

She wanted to pretend she didn't understand, but he said "Gold 9000" so naturally that it made them seem like they were very familiar with each other.

She pursed her lips, her cheeks burning, and could only glare at him with a forced smile.

"You really deserve a beating!"

As soon as she said it, she realized it lacked impact, so she added an even fiercer glare.

"Also, don't call me that."

Jiang Tang nodded immediately, his expression sincere.

"Okay, 9000 gold."

"Jiang Tang!"

She finally couldn't help but raise her voice, her voice a mixture of embarrassment and barely concealed awkwardness.

After shouting, I realized the practice room was too quiet, and my voice sounded even more distinct.

Kim Tae-yeon turned her face away, and only looked at him again after two seconds.

"What exactly do you want?"

"I was passing by when I saw someone struggling against the floor."

Jiang Tang handed over the rice ball.

Kim Tae-yeon looked away.

"I'm not hungry."

The next second, her stomach growled.

The practice room was silent for two seconds.

Jiang Tang suddenly realized.

"Looks like the floor is hungry."

Kim Tae-yeon blushed instantly.

She glared at Jiang Tang, but in the end, she took the rice ball and sat on the floor to eat it in small bites.

Jiang Tang also sat down to eat with them.

After finishing her meal, Kim Tae-yeon seemed to feel that she couldn't have eaten for nothing, so she immediately stood up.

"I'll practice it one more time."

She danced very seriously, but she kept making mistakes. After a while, she became like a deflated doll.

Jiang Tang looked around and suddenly stood up.

"I'll give it a try."

Kim Tae-yeon looked at him with suspicion.

"You know this dance?"

"Won't."

"Then what are you going to try?"

Jiang Tang stretched his limbs and casually said:

"Try it and see why I can't."

The first time, he danced very slowly, and didn't even notice when he almost missed a beat.

Kim Tae-yeon couldn't help but laugh.

"I thought you were really good, but it turns out you're not that great after all."

Jiang Tang stared at himself in the mirror and roughly sorted out his thoughts.

It's not that we were slow.

Instead, the focus shifted half a beat too early.

The second time, he lowered his shoulders and slowed his pace by half a beat, and his movements became much smoother.

Kim Tae-yeon's smile slowly faded.

On the third time, Jiang Tang stopped at the point where he turned around before the chorus and suddenly spoke:

"It's not that you're slow-moving."

Kim Tae-yeon was stunned.

Jiang Tang pointed to her reflection in the mirror.

"It's your shoulders that are tense first. When your shoulders are tense, your waist becomes stiff, and your steps naturally slow down."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped her shoulder with his fingertip.

Through the fabric of her practice short-sleeved shirt, Kim Tae-yeon didn't feel anything was wrong.

But the next second, Jiang Tang's fingertips landed on her waist, where the hem of her dress had rolled up slightly from dancing, revealing a small section of her snow-white skin.

That slight touch felt like it was electrified.

Kim Tae-yeon felt a tingling sensation and her cheeks flushed instantly.

She glanced quickly at Jiang Tang, only to find him intently looking in the mirror, his expression serious and devoid of any other intentions.

"Kim Tae-yeon, what are you thinking about?!"

Kim Tae-yeon cleared her mind and began to immerse herself in Kang Tang's guidance.

Her dance teacher also mentioned during the day that she was slow.

But no one told her why she was slow.

Now Jiang Tang has broken down the dance moves for her again, and at a very slow pace, so even if she's incredibly clumsy, she can learn them.

"Don't think about skipping over it."

"First, let your waist adapt to the rhythm of your shoulders."

Kim Tae-yeon copied him and did it again.

It's still slow.

But it's much better than before.

The second time, it was a little better; the undulations of her waist were particularly eye-catching.

On the third try, she finally kept up with all the beats and even danced quite well.

Jiang Tang's eyes were filled with a smile.

"Looks like the floor has lost a lovely opponent tonight."

When the music stopped, Kim Tae-yeon stood there, stunned, as if she couldn't believe that she had actually jumped over it.

Jiang Tang walked up to her and smiled.

"I've discovered it, it's not that you're incapable."

Kim Tae-yeon looked down at her feet and whispered:

"What is that?"

Jiang Tang's lips curled up.

"I'm very capable."

Kim Tae-yeon looked up at him.

Her eyes were very soft.

In that instant, the tension that had been building up inside her all day seemed to be gently released.

[The pressure on linked objects has decreased.]

She began to believe that you could see her.

[Current progress of replacing the White Moonlight: 5%]

Before leaving the practice room, Kim Tae-yeon suddenly stopped.

"Jiang Tang".

"Um?"

"Don't tell anyone what happened today."

Jiang Tang looked puzzled.

"Are you saying your stomach is growling, or that you secretly did extra practice and almost fell?"

Kim Tae-yeon's eyes widened in surprise.

Jiang Tang immediately changed his tune.

"Ah, I have amnesia. I have never seen such a lovely girl as you before."

"Aren't you ashamed to say that?"

Kim Tae-yeon gave a shy hum, then happily hugged the lyric book and quickly left.

Jiang Tang watched her figure disappear down the corridor and smiled slightly.

He was about to turn off the light when he suddenly noticed a silvery-white light in the distance.

Like a bright, clear moon.

There can't possibly be a moon in SM.

Jiang Tang paused for a moment, then took two steps forward.

A white light flashed gently.

He then realized that it was the light reflected from the security camera in the corner of the wall.

Meanwhile, in the monitoring room...

Practice rooms, corridors, stairwells, vocal studios... more than a dozen screens were lit up at the same time.

Han Zhengxun was standing next to Yu Yongzhen, reporting on the situation of the trainees in the trial training group.

"Several people couldn't take it anymore and quit today, and I think there will be even more people who can't handle the pressure in the future."

Yu Yongzhen did not respond immediately.

His gaze swept across several screens, finally settling on the practice room in the corner.

In the video, Jiang Tang is dancing in front of a mirror.

Han Zhengxun followed his gaze and looked over.

After seeing the boy in the picture clearly, his tone became a little indifferent.

"Jiang Tang?"

He paused for a moment, as if considering his words, but in the end he spoke very directly.

"This child... doesn't seem like someone who can stay."

Yu Yongzhen turned his head and glanced at him.

Han Zhengxun continued, "His conditions aren't the worst, but he doesn't have anything particularly outstanding either. His singing is okay, and he's good-looking, but his dance foundation is too poor. He was clearly struggling to keep up in class today."

As he spoke, he reached out and tapped the screen.

In the video, Jiang Tang was trying out the action for the first time. He was a beat slow in step and his shoulder didn't hit the mark properly.

Han Zhengxun seemed to have finally found evidence.

"Look, he can't even keep the beat right on this basic move."

"Trainees can't survive on intelligence alone, especially with the intensity of SM Entertainment. Kids like him, who are good at improvisation, may seem promising at first, but they easily show their insecurity later on."

Yu Yongzhen frowned, about to speak.

Jiang Tang had already started the second round, but the smooth dance moves made Yu Yongzhen fall silent for a moment.

On the third time, Yu Yongzhen stared at the screen, and his expression finally changed.

"Jiang Tang learned so quickly?"

He leaned forward a little, as if afraid of missing any detail in the scene.

The monitoring room suddenly fell silent.

Han Zhengxun's words, "It's easy to expose your weakness," still seem to resonate.

A moment later, Yu Yongzhen turned his head and looked at Han Zhengxun with a strange expression.

Han Zhengxun's heart suddenly sank.

Then, Yu Yongzhen raised his finger and pointed at the screen, but his voice sounded like a slap.

"So this is what you meant by... nothing special?"

Han Zhengxun's face was ashen, extremely ugly.