Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 772 Sports Students vs. Dance Students 6
In the dimness, a boy was standing under a tree with a black shoulder bag on his back, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Quietly looking in the direction of the center, he didn't lower his eyes until the dance was over, turned and left.

This dance quickly became popular on the Internet, almost reaching the number one spot on Weibo's hot search list, and it was circulated in various university forums.

The night is bright and bright, the moon is bright and full of stars, meteors are falling from the dome, the leaves are rustling by the lake, and the wind is rustling. The girl is dancing in the middle of the bonfire. It is classical and grand. .

Sealed as a god.

[Good guy, this jump gives priority to the right to choose a spouse for four years! 】

[I declare that the dancers are winning this time! 】

[The highest score in the Art Entrance Examination is awesome! 】

[But she is really good-looking, the atmosphere is amazing, she is as graceful as a frightened queen, as graceful as a dragon swimming, I finally understand why the ancient emperors liked to watch fairies dance. 】

[Binda first-year art student, single, brothers can rush! ! 】

The trending search was still the same, and the Binda Forum became popular in an instant. Some people found a video of Guan Yuenan dancing during military training three years ago for comparison.

[One is more charming and the other is more graceful. To be honest, I feel that the latter has completely surpassed the former this time. I am a dancer, and the strength is really not casual. 】

Guan Yuenan naturally also saw this video, and the younger sisters were all comforting her, her smile remained unchanged: "Everyone, take a fresh picture, and no one will remember it in a few days. The new students really like to show off."

The little sister hurriedly said: "The senior said that Nannan dances beautifully, but I don't know how this freshman can compare to you."

Speaking of Pei Xuyan, Guan Yuenan's face was sweet, and she sprayed rose-flavored perfume in her hair, her collarbone glowing: "He just likes watching dances."

Boys' dormitory.

The dark curtains were half drawn, blocking out half of the light.

Pei Xuyan just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, wiped her hair with a towel, her upper body was naked, and she was only wearing gray sweatpants. edge.

He casually put on a loose and casual T-shirt, lay on the gaming chair, grabbed the black over-ear headphones on the table, his black hair was messy, and turned on the computer.

The light in the dormitory was a bit dim, and the light from the screen hit the side of his tall nose, his profile was vague.

Tang Chenmao came back with the rice and saw this scene, he threw the rice on the table angrily: "Master! Your rice!"

"Thank you." Pei Xuyan spoke up, staring at the computer screen, with slender fingers resting on the game keyboard, and they were able to do a job with ease.

"Outside the bonfire party, so many beauties don't go out to see, but stay in the dormitory to play games, you are really ascetic."

Tang Chenmao scrolled through the school forum, and could faintly hear screams from downstairs, and suddenly came across a certain video: "Fuck, this waist!"

He pulled up the chair, sat down next to Pei Xuyan, and pointed his mobile phone in front of Pei Xuyan: "It's the one who said you were not a good guy that day. It's a coincidence that I met you twice. You dance really well."

Pei Xuyan said impatiently: "Take it away and play games."

"Look, it's really good." Tang Chenmao's voice was ambiguous, and he said a few nasty words, "The waist is so flexible that I think it can be done in any posture."

The extremely rhythmic knocking sound of the mechanical keyboard echoed.

Pei Xuyan never took his eyes off the screen, and his body was still smeared with moisture. In the dim dormitory, under the light and shadow of the game, there was a kind of depression and laziness, with a sneer on his thin lips.

"Who the hell can't say it, go after it if you have the ability, don't bother me here."

There was deafening carnival sound outside, and they were isolated from the window, and two people in the boys' dormitory were talking.

"Don't you like dancers?" Tang Chenmao resentfully put away his phone, and stared at the computer screen without letting him look at it, "This wave is good! Brother Yan is awesome——"

After the game was over, Pei Xuyan took off the black earphones and hung them around his neck like that: "I like to watch dances, but I'm not interested in people."

Pei Xuyan's mother is a national first-class dance master, a solo dance is amazing, and her grandmother is an opera student. Growing up in such an environment, she broadened her horizons and was proud in her bones. He has a special plot for dance.

Tang Chenmao was his childhood friend, so he naturally knew that this young master would never miss every stage of his mother's performance. He must be the first one to send flowers to the applause and curtain call.

Pei Xuyan thought of something, took out a cigarette from the table, and said indifferently: "What's the other one called? Don't let her follow you next time."

"Guan Yuenan!" Tang Chenmao was speechless, "It's been the third year that I've been chasing you, and you can't even call him by name? What's wrong with Guan Yu, who treats you with every obedience, you have a heart like iron, refuse How many times, I can't stand it anymore."

"Too annoying." Pei Xuyan spit out two words.

Tang Chenmao gave him a thumbs up: "You are still wild!"

The women who chased Pei Xuyan over the years probably could go around half of Ningcheng, and it was still at the level of this young master's restraint. Later, Pei Xuyan got impatient, so he casually picked up a girlfriend, and there were still people who followed suit.

Guan Yuenan pretended to be a girlfriend to the outside world.

Pei Xuyan knew, but it didn't matter.

"What do you think will happen to the woman who can take you down in the future?"

A little scarlet flickered, his slender fingers naturally hung down to hold the cigarette, and he leaned on the gaming chair relaxedly, his side face was hidden in the smog, with a decadent and deadly attraction, and a mocking smile overflowed from his thin lips , Just listening to the sexy voice: "At least you can't be worse than me."

"..."

"Or you're still single."

In mid-September, Ningcheng is still filled with heat waves.

After the military training, there was a vacation, and many freshmen couldn't wait to go out and see this prosperous and huge city for thousands of years.

Qi'an is a native of Ningcheng. She was born and raised for 19 years, so she has no troubles in her heart. On weekends, she came to the dance organization of her second uncle's house to help, teaching children to dance classical dance.

She used to come here often, and the children were very close to her.

"Teacher Xiaoqi!"

When the little boy saw Qi An, he was very close, and threw himself on her, and said happily: "Teacher, today I...my dad came to pick me up, my dad is so handsome! I will introduce you to him as a date!"

"It doesn't have to be." Qi An couldn't bear the child's enthusiasm, and felt ashamed.

Kid, if you talk like that, your mommy will beat you if you know it.

She went to the dressing room to change into her dance clothes, and casually tied her hair in a low bun. She was lazy and fluffy, with a thin frame, fair skin, a small face, and big palms. She looked juicy and soft.

The phone ding-dong rang.

Ms. Chen at home sent a message: [Ting Bin will pick you up today and have dinner at your Aunt Shao's house tonight. 】

Qi An replied: 【Okay, beauty, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs! ! 】

The time for teaching dance passed quickly, and when the dance class was about to end, many parents rushed to pick up their children, sitting outside in twos and threes waiting.

(End of this chapter)