I still like you [entertainment circle]

He turned his head and told his assistant, "Please find a tango song."

"Mmm, good." The assistant turned on the music software on the phone upon hearing this.

The melodious and elegant prelude sounded in the dance room.

Wen Yu stretched out a hand naturally, Ji Lin was slightly startled, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Wen Yu's expression was as natural as his movements, Ji Lin lowered his eyes and walked forward slowly.

Ji Lin was trying to get into the role, when a hand suddenly grabbed his arm, he leaned forward suddenly, and was dragged by Wen Yu to his side.

In a daze, he seemed to smell the sour fragrance that seemed to be absent again.

"You just don't want to dance with me a second time?" Wen Yu asked close to his ear.

When Wen Yu whispered, the hot air brushed over the pinnae, carrying a trace of water vapor, Ji Lin's ears numb, and a layer of goose bumps formed on the back of his neck.

Ji Lin squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "I didn't think that much."

"That's it—" Wen Yu held Ji Lin's waist.

The person in front of him suddenly stood up straight, and his waist seemed to be his weak point.

"I, I won't." Ji Lin stammered and suddenly became nervous.

Facing Wen Yu, he still couldn't keep his composure.

"It's okay, follow me." Wen Yu glanced at his hand hanging by his side, "Hand."

Ji Lin was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react, Wen Yu couldn't help but chuckle as he watched with a silly expression.

Wen Yu stretched out his hand, supported Ji Lin's wrist with his fingers, lifted his hand with a light hook, and put it on his shoulder.

Ji Lin's arms are strong and strong, but at this moment they are light and light, and he lifts them up effortlessly.

Wen Yu guessed that he must have lost his mind.

"Just follow my steps, it doesn't matter if you dance around." Wen Yu's voice was soft, accompanied by the same soft dance music, he wrapped Ji Lin's waist and twirled lightly.

The heads of the two are crossed, and the profiles are separated by a very narrow distance, seemingly touching but not touching.

The sour fragrance seemed to be stronger, just like the person who was close at hand, he had a strong sense of presence and could not be ignored.

Ji Lin never knew that Wen Yu could dance tango. His dancing posture seemed casual, but in fact he was extremely proficient and guided Ji Lin very naturally.

Ji Lin's steps were chaotic, he stumbled to follow Wen Yu's pace, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"You—you really don't know that at all."

Wen Yu whispered in his ear, with a faint smile.

Ji Lin's hands froze, before he could react, he was suddenly pushed out by Wen Yu, and he turned around.

As the rhythm of the dance music strengthened, the strength in Wen Yu's hands became more and more frustrating, and Ji Lin was brought into his arms again.

Wen Yu leaned close to Ji Lin's face, and the tip of his nose almost touched his eye socket.

The eyelashes are so long——

Wen Yu raised the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Haven't you skipped it and watched it?"

Ji Lin's eyelashes trembled violently, and his face was already red.He was completely guided by Wen Yu, following every step, his mind went blank.

The two were very close, and Wen Yu finally saw the slender scar at the end of Ji Lin's eye, which was not very obvious, hanging from the corner of his eye, and raised slightly, making Ji Lin's eyes look more anxious.

Wen Yu frowned.

——how did you stay?

Ji Lin was shorter than Wen Yu, he raised his face to look at him, and when he raised his head, the hair on his forehead rubbed against the tip of Wen Yu's nose.

Ji Lin seemed to have drank sweet chocolate milk again, a sweet and greasy milk fragrance came to his nostrils, smelled it closely, and felt that his hair was somewhat stained.

"If you don't speak the lines, the dance music will be over." Wen Yu reminded him softly, without stopping.

Ji Lin suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Wen Yu's hands covering Ji Lin's waist moved to his shoulder blades, and his palms pressed against his bony back, pushing him forward staccato step by step.

Ji Lin looked at him with confused eyes.

Not just dancing.

It's acting, acting, acting.

The emotions gradually condensed, and Wen Yu noticed that Ji Lin's eyes had changed a bit.

Frivolous, unpredictable, full of style.

Wen Yu smiled, and stepped forward, before making the next move, Ji Lin suddenly raised his hand to stroke the hair beside his ear.

The steps are still chaotic, but the eyes are soft and hooked, Ji Linchi.bare.His naked eyes stuck to Wen Yu's face.

Wen Yu was startled.

The leader shifted for a moment, but Wen Yu quickly regained the initiative.

"Xavier." Wen Yu shouted, holding Ji Lin's waist and leaning forward suddenly.

Ji Lin lowered his waist and fell backwards, being held tightly by Wen Yu's waist.

Wen Yu looked down at him condescendingly, and asked with a smile, "When did you learn to dance?"

Ji Lin was a little dazed.

Wen Yu called out the name in the comics, with a lazy and sexy voice, and a coquettish smile, clearly entering the drama, deeply involved.

But Ji Lin felt that he seemed to be playing himself.

Wen Yu tugged lightly, and effortlessly pulled Ji Lin back into his arms, and their chests touched hard.

Ji Lin's head hit Wen Yu's neck, his fingers on his shoulders tightened slightly, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled into a flirty smile: "I secretly watched the actors dance in the theater."

Ji Lin's voice became delicate and his tone was lingering.

The director who had been sitting by the side without saying a word suddenly lit up with excitement.

"That's it - you ran to a place you shouldn't go again, Dad should teach you again." Wen Yu put his arms around Ji Lin's neck, ignored his chaotic steps, and led him in the spacious dance room on his own Round and round.

The two let go more and more, and the range of movements unconsciously became larger. When Wen Yu turned around, the rubber band binding his hair snapped, and his soft hair fell down.

"You'll help me? Really?" Ji Lin looked at Wen Yu innocently.

Wen Yu was in a daze for a second, then smiled and said, "It's hard to say. You have to help yourself."

Ji Lin laughed desperately, hanging on Wen Yu's body, his steps were completely guided by him, random and free.

Ji Lin plays a character with a dual personality. In this scene, he dances with his imaginary boyfriend, but the reality is that he is on the rooftop.Dancing alone.

The imaginary Wen Yu is optional.

The director stared intently at the two people facing each other in front of him, shaking his legs in excitement.

Both of them spoke the lines from the original work, acting as if no one else was there, immersed in the common scene.

Acting requires talent, and like Ji Lin, Wen Yu has this talent.

The director is now even more convinced that Wen Yu is the best member of the male third.

There were a lot of onlookers in the dance room, and there were still people standing at the door, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to disturb the two "fairy couples".

Wen Yu was a little distracted.

Ji Lin's weight was completely on him, and his face was so close that he could smell the sweet fragrance from his lips.

Ji Lin got into the drama too deeply, making Wen Yu lose his sense of control.

Fortunately the music stopped in time.

Before the end of a dance piece, the sound of the music stopped abruptly, and the dance room fell silent in an instant.

Ji Lin's upper body was still leaning on Wen Yu's body, wrapping his arms around his neck, tilting his head slightly, the tip of his nose almost touching his chin.

The sudden silence dissipated Ji Lin's condensed emotions, he looked at Wen Yu's face who was close at hand, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Wen Yu looked back at him with lowered eyes, his breath was a little unsteady.

Ji Lin's eyes trembled violently, and he returned to his usual eyes.

——Clean and clear.

There was also a trace of unconcealable panic.

Sweat dripped from the foreheads of the two of them, their breathing was disordered and rapid, and they were intertwined with each other at a very close distance.

The hair in front of Wen Yu's forehead was already soaked, and when he lowered his head, the wet ends of his hair brushed Ji Lin's eyelashes.

The two maintained the posture at the end of the music and stared at each other for a long time, until the director's voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Eh? Why did the music stop?!" The director turned his head and shouted, "Isn't this only halfway through the dance? There are still many words left unsaid?"

The assistant hurriedly explained: "Sorry, sorry, it seems to have crashed."

The director couldn't help frowning, took out his mobile phone, and said, "Hey, take mine."

He was so immersed in watching that he was almost sucked into the world of the two of them, but he stopped suddenly, which was very disappointing.

Wen Yu let go of the hand supporting Ji Lin's back, and Ji Lin quickly took a step back, turning his face away with an awkward expression.

The director praised with satisfaction: "Just now your performance really exceeded my expectations, it feels so right! It is the effect I want. Let's do it again, this time talking about the lines in the script."

Wen Yu stroked back the hair on his forehead casually, and said, "No need."

The director was taken aback: "Huh?"

"There's no need to do it again." Wen Yu said, picking up the broken rubber band on the ground, and politely smiled at the director, "That's the end of today's audition, I don't think I can do it."

"...Huh?" The director was at a loss, unable to understand what Wen Yu said.

Wen Yu tied the rubber band into a thin knot, and tied up the hair at the back of his head again. He said slowly: "I have tried the play, and you have seen how my acting skills are. Director Jiang, it is obviously not very good, so-- "

He paused and said, "For the male third actor, you should find someone else."

The director didn't expect Wen Yu to reject him directly, and hurriedly said: "No, I don't think your acting skills are bad, I just want you to do it again with Ji Lin, didn't you just finish acting..."

Wen Yu said bluntly: "It's a waste of time to play it again, I don't have the idea of ​​playing the male third."

The director looked at him in disbelief.

The co-author didn't intend to accept his proposal from the beginning?

"Then what did you agree to audition for?" The director was a little annoyed, "What's more, isn't it a good performance? Why did you just refuse?"

"An audition or something - I don't care." Wen Yu glanced at Ji Lin, "I mainly want to dance with Mr. Ji Lin."

Ji Lin was startled, and turned to meet his gaze.

The people present were very surprised when they heard the words, and all their eyes turned to Ji Linpiao.

The director also stared blankly at Ji Lin, and couldn't believe his ears.

There was no time to speculate on the relationship between Wen Yu and Ji Lin, the director barely suppressed his emotions, and continued to talk softly to Wen Yu in a calm voice: "Believe me, your sense of drama is very good, and the cooperation with Ji Lin just now is also very amazing... ..."

"I'm sorry." Wen Yu interrupted him, and said casually, "I really just want to dance with Mr. Ji Lin, and my acting skills are not as good as you said. For the third male actor, Director Jiang is another Find someone else."

"You really don't think about it anymore?" the director continued to insist.

Wen Yu shook his head.

The author has something to say: I have been writing about dancing tango for a long time. It is very beautiful to imagine, but it is very painful to convey.

The music is the classic tango song "One Step Away" (piano version), you can listen to it while reading the article~