When they returned to the studio at night, Chen Qianlin took the initiative to treat Charlie Xie to a meal. Xiaopang even ordered a cake with "Happy New School" written on it. Charlie Xie was so amused that he said, "I'm just going to school. Is it necessary to be so grand..."
Xiaopang said: "Everyone is reluctant to let you go. It will be hard to adapt to the fact that there is one less person when you leave."
Chi Yingying nodded in agreement: "That's right, even though you've only been in the studio for a month, I feel like we've known each other for a long time."
Charlie Xie felt a little warm in his heart. He had no relatives since he was a child. He remembered that when he was in school in his previous life, he dragged a big suitcase and sat on a hard seat on the train for more than 30 hours from the far north to the southern city. The classmates around him were sent by their parents, but he was alone. He felt indescribably uncomfortable.
Now, the school is just across the street and can be reached in ten minutes, but everyone in the studio still enthusiastically practices for him.
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