Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

"Can't we sympathize with each other because we are in the same boat?"

Jiang Li was silent for a long time.

"You and I are... different."

After he finished speaking, he left the dungeon, and the dark night gradually enveloped his figure.

When Nan Zhi woke up the next day, she saw a stranger as soon as she opened the door.

She walked to the sofa and sat down. After the maid brought the coffee, she took a sip before looking at the girl.

The girl has blonde hair, green eyes, and is as pretty as a doll.

"Delia?"

Delia nodded quickly. Nan Zhi hadn’t said anything just now, so she hadn’t dared to speak.

Nan Zhi nodded: "Sit down."

Delia sat down opposite Nanzhi. There was still some coffee on the table that she hadn't finished drinking.

Nan Zhi glanced at the remaining amount of coffee: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Delia shook her head like a rattle: "No, I... I just arrived too..."

"Don't be so nervous. Since I promised Joyce to teach you, I won't go back on my word. Besides, I have received some benefits."

Delia took a deep breath and said, "Teacher Sariel, I have always admired you, especially a year ago, when your strength conquered everyone.

But I know that you were injured at that time."

Nan Zhi felt somewhat helpless. It was another annoying scene of compliments.

"I've seen your game videos. Although you are considered a genius and a young B-class member, I think what you have learned since childhood may be too rigid."

Delia looked at her in confusion.

Nan Zhi put down the cup with a headache.

"You switched from national standard dance to dance at the age of 12, but dancing shouldn't be static. Your dances are all rigid and textbook-like.

This is your gift, but also your weakness.”

"Breakfast, miss."

Nan Zhi took a look at the bread and hot porridge brought by the maid, as well as all kinds of other things...

"If you don't want to eat it, take it away."

The maids looked at each other and left. They didn't have the courage to argue with Nan Zhi.

Nan Zhi sighed and leaned back on the sofa tiredly: "Do you know the difference between a world-class dancer and an A-level dancer?"

Delia thought about it, thinking about their similarities and differences.

"Dancing skills, power control, expression, body."

"Ha~"

Nan Zhi was somewhat speechless.

[It turns out that when people are speechless, they will actually laugh for no apparent reason. ]

"Your answer is official? Oh...it's innovative."

Delia was stunned for a moment, then she thought of something.

She realized that what Nan Zhi said seemed to be what everyone had overlooked. There were only 13 world-class dancers including her teacher. There was no shortage of excellent dancers in this world.

What is lacking is how to let everyone see it, and each of the leaders has a unique way of dancing, and everyone is different.

Their footsteps are the path that future generations will imitate, and this path is one that most people dare not try, because if you do it well, you will be like Nan Zhi, who stood out from the crowd by relying on ballet, which is not very popular, and Moreau, who can participate in all kinds of dance.

But if you don't handle it well, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame and become a permanent stain.

Nan Zhi saw that she was silent and felt helpless: "Don't mind it. You are learning Chinese dance, and Chinese education has always been like this, strict and respectful of history."

This was something she discovered after she failed in her previous life. If it were her in her previous life, she might be similar to the person in front of her.

If I hadn't been reborn, I wouldn't have accumulated anything.

The doorbell rang and the maid went to open the door.

It was Yun Qingzhong, and behind him followed Uncle Fu.

Nan Zhi stood up and nodded: "Why is Mr. Yun here?"

"Oh, I saw you really liked drinking that tea yesterday, so I brought some for you."

Nan Zhi was a little surprised: [I didn't mention it yesterday, but you noticed this? ]

"It's a gift from Mr. Yun, so it must be very expensive. I have to think carefully about how to return the gift."

"Hahaha, it's just some tea leaves."

His eyes were focused on the person opposite Nan Zhi: "Are you talking about serious matters, young friend?"

Nan Zhi: "This is my new student, Delia, and this is Yun Qingzhong, Mr. Yun."

Delia greeted Yun Qingzhong.

Yun Qing nodded emphatically. He knew that Nan Zhi was a member of the Dance Association, and Uncle Fu would investigate the background of everyone around him.

After Nan Zhi sent the people away, she went to the dance studio to check out Delia's level.

A few days later, the room next door was empty and her new neighbor was a person who had disappeared for a while.

Fu Siqing smiled with satisfaction, watching the people opposite her eating. Just sitting here and seeing her around made her feel satisfied.

These days, he took over Fu's company. Although it seems that he is in charge now, the contract is already in front of him.

"Zizi, sign this contract and Fu's will be yours."

Nan Zhi was eating dumplings while flipping through the contract. When she saw the additional terms on the last page, she choked.

Nan Zhi pointed at the contract: "Fu Siqing, a contract to sell your body?"

Fu Siqing crossed his arms, looked at her tenderly and nodded: "Well, if the dowry is not enough, I can add more."

"Ahem! Ahem... Dowry?!"

Fu Siqing nodded helplessly: "Zhizhi, there are so many outstanding people around you. You should be a swan in the Swan Lake in the forest, not a swan kept in captivity for viewing. I can't keep you captive, I can only accompany you."

He did want to, but Jiang Li alone was already annoying him, not to mention that Huo Ling was awake now. He had no choice but to compromise or be out. His existence could not threaten her.

Fu Siqing looked at the contract and smiled in confusion: "Zhizhi feels that the dowry is not enough? Don't worry, you are in charge of the money."

[Oh my god... no? What am I worth Fu Siqing? If I take these things out, there are so many people in City A, won't he be able to choose? ]

"Aqing, I have someone in my heart. If you want to have a healthy relationship, you have to find a healthy person..."

Fu Siqing shook his head. He stood up and walked behind Nan Zhi. He bent down, held her hand, and picked up the pen.

"I am not a healthy person and I don't need a healthy relationship. I just know who I am in my eyes."

Nan Zhi was held by his hand and signed her name on the contract.

Fu Siqing looked at the name with satisfaction, then bent down and kissed her cheek.

"Now, I can finally walk side by side with you."

He was at a disadvantage. After he recovered his memory, he realized how far behind others he was at the starting line.

He had no childhood companionship, no years of secret love, no two-way redemption, and no place in her heart.