Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 64 The actor always wants to tease me (16)

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Jiang Jian and the others went to eat first, while Nan Xin went back to the dormitory to take a shower first.

She didn't have much appetite, so she took an apple and went to the practice room to watch the dance video again.

There are still several places where the details have not been picked up, so I have to read it several times.

As soon as he sat on the floor and took a bite of an apple, the door of the practice room opened.

Nan Xin turned her head to the side, just in time to meet Wen Yan's gaze.

"Mr. Wen."

She stood up quickly, and finished chewing the apple flesh in her mouth after two or three crunches.

Wen Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the apple in her hand: "Don't you want to eat?"

Nan Xin subconsciously hid the apple behind her back, lowered her head and replied softly, "I'm not hungry."

In the past, when she was not hungry, she was stared at by Yan Yichi when she didn't want to eat. She couldn't bear his gaze and was forced to take a few mouthfuls.

Wen Yan blinked twice, but didn't say anything.

Asking her to sit down and watch the video, he sat on a stool beside him, took out his phone and swiped a few times on the screen.

After patiently waiting for Nan Xin to finish eating the apples, he looked at her silently for a while before walking to her side.

Thin lips kissed, and the voice was warm: "It's useless to watch, I'll take you to practice it a few times."

Nan Xin looked up at him, startled for two seconds.

Then he stood up, took the wet wipe from Wen Yan, and wiped off the juice on his hands.

"Thank you teacher."

Wen Yan hummed, and led her to practice from her part.

This is the place where two people cannot avoid touching each other.

Every time Nan Xin met Wen Yan, his body couldn't help but froze.

After coming down twice, Wen Yan also noticed it.

Stopping his movements, he looked at her with deep eyes, like the sea, with turbulent waves hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

Like a child who did something wrong, Nan Xin obediently stood aside, waiting for his next words.

Seeing her like this, Wen Yan sighed silently, there was nothing he could do about her: "Don't be nervous."

Nan Xin lowered her head: "Mmm, good."

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the practice room.

Wen Yan's assistant came in with a bag and handed it to Wen Yan.

"Brother Yan, you asked me to buy pastries."

Wen Yan nodded slightly, took it and let him go out.

"Eat."

Nan Xin pointed to herself: "For me?"

Wen Yan: "Well, pad your stomach, and practice later."

Nan Xin pursed her lower lip and reached out to take it.

Like the lunch box logo last time, it was made by "Yuchun Pavilion".

When it was opened, Nan Xin paused slightly.

On the first floor is the familiar jujube paste cake.

Just like what he brought her before...

Wen Yan watched her reaction, and a gleam flashed across his eyes, "Eat it, it tastes good."

Nan Xin nodded blankly, picked up a piece of jujube cake and put it in his mouth, it was very similar to the sweet taste in his memory.

As soon as the familiar taste was introduced into the mouth, Nan Xin inevitably remembered the previous events.

It was hard to suppress it deeply, and now it all came out all at once.

The sockets of her eyes slowly turned sour, and her heart was rumbling like a fish spitting bubbles.

"Is it tasty?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear that Wen Yan's voice is a bit hoarse.

But Nan Xin, who was immersed in the memory, didn't notice it. He nodded silently and replied, "Mmm, it's delicious."

Wen Yan gently pulled the corner of his lips, raised his hand subconsciously, thought of something, suddenly froze in mid-air, and slowly retracted it.

"Well, there are many, you can eat with your members, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Nan Xin nodded, holding the food box and waving at him.

Wen Yan turned his head to the side, his eyes drooping slightly, took a deep look at her, opened the door and walked out.

When he got back to the car, he closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow.

After a while, he sighed and lowered his hands.

I really want to rub her, I really want to hug her.

Miss her so much.

……

I heard that when there was a collaboration stage between trainees and mentors this time, the tickets for the stage were sold out in almost a second.

This time, no one's hand speed could compare to Wen Yan's.

After more than two years, Wen Yan finally stood on the stage again.

The fans are going crazy.

Their long-cherished wishes can finally come true.

Later, when fans who couldn't get tickets watched the show, they were very proud to see that almost all of them were their own sisters.

look!This is the fighting power of the Wen Yan family.

"Ahhhh! Wen Yan!!!"

"Wen Yan!! Wen Yan!!"

"Come out now!!!"

The rest of the instructors looked at the battle, envious and funny and said to Wen Yan: "Your fans are very powerful."

Wen Yan glanced at the screen, smiled and nodded.

Yu Tianliang on the stage heard the shouts of the fans, and said with a smile: "The next mentor, everyone must want to meet, let us shout out his name."

Fan: "Wen Yan!!!"

As the stage lights dimmed and brightened, all the lights came into focus in an instant.

Wen Yan led the four members of YL and walked onto the stage slowly.

The room was quiet, so quiet that even the sound of their footsteps was very clear, step by step, as if stepping on the apex of their hearts.

The large screen in the center was pitch black, and "Wild Rose" slowly appeared.

Matching black and white, it is very advanced.

"I once saw a wild rose..."

A low and deep murmur came out of his mouth.

The four members of YL are all wearing white and plain long skirts, and Wen Yan is wearing a white shirt and black suit pants.

The shattered hair on his forehead is a little wet, his pupils are as black as ink, and when he stares at you, there is an invisible temptation.

After 3 minutes, all the fans came to their senses, and the screams broke out in an instant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Damn it!!! It's so good!!!"

"Is this an adaptation?! It sounds so damn good, I feel like my ears are going to be pregnant!"

"So gentle, so gentle, I love you so much!!!"

"Woooooh, my husband is so handsome!!!"

"My God, have you seen the look Wen Yan just looked at Nan Xin!!! Why does it feel so affectionate!!!"

"Did you see it? Wen Yan and Nan Xin are holding hands!!!"

"Sister, that's holding hands!"

"I don't care I don't care!!! It's the same meaning!!!"

"You are really cp..."

"..."

Nan Xin's nose was sweating a little, and she looked at the fans in the audience with a smile.

Although most of them are fans of Wen Yan, there are also a small number of fans of YL.

Silvery white hidden in a sea of ​​golden lights.

This stage is finally a success.

Under the shining light, Wen Yan tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Nan Xin with a smile.

Regardless of the hustle and bustle of the world, he only has her in his eyes.

"Anan."

He took off the headset, this soft whisper was drowned in the voices of the bustling crowd, Nan Xin only saw Wen Yan say something to her, but didn't hear clearly.

"Mr. Wen, what did you say?"

Wen Yan smiled and shook his head slightly.

Not urgent.

　The song is still made up by me~
　　Did you see the foreshadowing this time?
　　If you don't see it anymore... (Crying

　　
　
(End of this chapter)