But unwilling to see the scenery

Jiang Nuo: "???"

professor:"???"

Jiang Nuo poked Yan Ruoyu, Yan Ruoyu thought that he was pulling his elbow out to smooth things over for the old man, and turned his head with a bit of aggrieved expression, but Jiang Nuo's gaze was full of curiosity:

"Do you want to add s to plural numbers?"

Yan Ruoyu, who was almost possessed by the Chinese captain Moujing: "..."

Everything happened so suddenly, the professor who didn't realize that Chinese is a collective noun itself is plural: "..."

"This is your friend?" The professor who came back to his senses was still a gentleman and polite. Jiang Nuo nodded and thanked him again for his wonderful explanation. period.There were only the two of them left in the exhibition hall, and Jiang Nuo asked, "Why did you come here? What about the competition?"

"You still have the nerve to mention the game. We drew lots again and temporarily became the first to appear. I called you several times and you didn't answer. If I can't find anyone in the art gallery, I will be the next stop." Go to the police station and embassy."

Jiang Nuo touched the phone subconsciously, only to realize that he had put the phone in the pocket of his coat, and the coat was hanging in the locker room at the entrance.The art gallery is well-heated, and visitors need to take off their coats to enter, otherwise it will appear unattractive and polite.He is now only wearing a round neck sweater, and Yan Ruoyu is even thinner, with short sleeves and a vest. He obviously left after the preliminaries, and he didn't even have time to change into the costume.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ruoyu couldn't help asking, noticing that Jiang Nuo's gaze was on his body.They had already left the special exhibition hall, and the high-latitude bright white light hit him, making his skin more transparent and clean.He is wearing an army green camouflage pattern with Martin boots, and a decorative black vest that looks like a bulletproof suit. He opens it rustlingly when he walks, and he looks chic and tall.When talking to Jiang Nuo, he put on his peaked cap, which was also army green, and Jiang Nuo just laughed, Yan Ruoyu asked him why he was smiling, but he couldn't explain why.

Yan Ruoyu didn't ask further, and just said "Oh" with a frown.How could he not be depressed, but what he can do, he can't leave Jiang Nuo alone, and if he is a few seconds late, the middle-aged man will touch Nuo Nuo's hand.He is not homophobic, but he has lived in Switzerland for nearly a decade and knows the restraint and alienation in human relations in this country.

The arrogance of the Swiss is hidden. If you ask others for help, they will be happy to smile at you, but if you are reserved and do not like to talk, you will find that everyone around you is as socially anxious as you.

Therefore, the well-dressed man with extraordinary conversation is probably gay in Yan Ruoyu's eyes, and he is interested in Asian faces, otherwise there is no reason to take the initiative to approach Jiang Nuo.

He felt that it was necessary to remind Jiang Nuo not to talk to strangers. There were too many news about Chinese tourists being stolen and cheated in Europe. There was no harm in being vigilant, but when Jiang Nuo’s name was called, Jiang Nuo just put down his hair to cover his ears. Tilting his head to look at him, he helped comb his hair a little bit. After thinking about it, he still hoped that when he recalled Switzerland in the future, all the good memories would come to him.

"Want to go skiing?" he asked Jiang Nuo.They will fly to Paris tomorrow afternoon, and there is not enough time left to go sightseeing in popular cities such as Geneva, and it is more than enough to go to the snow field. Jiang Nuo missed him being handsome on the stage, and went to the snow field to show a wave of snake-like moves. Ruhu is also good.

Yan Ruoyu made a good plan, and walked to the station with ease, Jiang Nuo, who was following him, stopped in front of a big pillar.This kind of pillars for posting posters is very common in the city center. Jiang Nuo just saw one related to hip-hop competitions. He entered the competition location in the mobile phone map, and it happened to be near them.

He showed Yan Ruoyu the route shown on the map. Yan Ruoyu still remembered that it was a hip-hop school, and the students accepted ranged from six to 66 years old. This kind of battle looked like a friendly match, with no technical content, so I didn’t really want it Go, but Jiang Nuo cleverly used the aggressive method and asked him if he was afraid of losing to someone younger than him.

"Will I be afraid of Yan Ruoyu? Believe it or not, I can win No.1 even if I fish for fish." Yan Ruoyu's fighting spirit was immediately aroused, and he changed to a hip-hop school without saying a word.

The competition is open to all ages and nationalities, and you only need to pay 30 francs to participate, and the No. 1 prize is 3000 francs.When the two arrived, the first round of the competition was coming to an end. After paying the money, the dance teacher and staff asked Yan Ruoyu for music. .

He was so crazy, and the organizers of the competition happily cooperated with him, arranging for him to jump in line to the next performance, using the music of this urban girl.Jiang Nuo remembered that Yan Ruoyu's strong point was poppins, and was trying to persuade him not to worry, Yan Ruoyu found him a position where he could see the middle stage, and the second-year student scratched his nose with his thumb, and said to himself: "Look mine."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ruoyu strode to the middle of the crowd.

Compared with the professional competition held in the theater in the afternoon, this battle is very casual. The venue is a large classroom in the school. The contestants and spectators form a circle, the innermost ones sit, and the outermost ones stand. It was the dancer's turn to dance in front of the three judges sitting on the sofa. The two men and one woman raised their hands to vote after the end, and more than half of them would advance to the next round.

They didn't know that Yan Ruoyu signed up on the spot. After concentrating for a long time, they felt a little tired of aesthetics. They would not be surprised to see black faces, but suddenly a yellow skin appeared, and they all opened their eyes wide and became interested. Ruoyu introduced himself.

Jiang Nuo stood at the edge of the crowd, listening to Yan Ruoyu and the three judges communicating in English back and forth.His appearance also attracted the attention of other people present. After the impromptu dance ended, he did not forget to bow to the girl who borrowed the music. All the movements were smooth and flowing. The audience applauded the dancers to be silent, and the host of the hot spot yelled in French , their champion cannot belong to the Chinese.

Originally, Yan Ruoyu just wanted to give Jiang Nuolu a hand, don't waste today's outfit, and slip away after the dance, hiding his achievements and fame, and not being as knowledgeable as these non-professional hip-hop lovers.

But whether the host was joking or not, Yan Ruoyu felt offended and replied in French: "pasaujourd'hui (nottoday)"

The host did not expect that Yan Ruoyu could speak French, so he smiled awkwardly with an apologetic expression. Yan Ruoyu got out of the crowd and stood next to Jiang Nuo. What did you talk about?"

"Nothing, he suggested I try fondue, and I said forget it, it stinks like hell."

Yan Ruoyu made it sound like that, so Jiang Nuo was fooled, and watched with Yan Ruoyu from the periphery of the crowd.The preliminary competition was coming to an end, the host asked if anyone wanted to sign up on the spot, and he heard someone behind him persuade in Chinese: "This opportunity is not to be missed, time will never come again."

Jiang Nuo turned his head when he heard the sound, a young man with black hair and black eyes was leaning against the wall.The boy's eyes were deep, and he seemed focused wherever he looked. The brown eyes of the staff badges standing next to him continued to agitate: "There are your compatriots here, you should give it a try!"

Yan Ruoyu also turned around, not surprised why a Swiss is so fluent in Chinese, nor surprised why the young Chinese was unwilling to play.The reason why he and Jiang Nuo stared at each other bluntly was because the boy was so familiar, especially when he turned his face sideways, revealing a mole on the right side of his nose, and the two of them called out his name almost in unison——

"Song Zhou."

"Dove!"

Song Zhou couldn't help straightening his body.

He applied for an exchange student place at Einstein's alma mater, the Federal University of Zurich. After Christmas, he entered the next semester. He could not go home for the New Year in February. Instead, he came to Lausanne to attend an academic conference with professors from the Department of Architecture.The entire itinerary was not tight, and he had a lot of free time at his disposal. After leaving the conference hall, he saw the poster of the game and came to watch it earlier than they did.

Switzerland is a multilingual country. Most people are proficient in English, German and French. It is not uncommon to learn Chinese.

The staff member chatted with Song Zhou after he asked him about the competition process, and they had a good chat on the topic of hip-hop culture.Song Zhou told him that when he first came into contact with hip-hop, he learned hip-hop, but he gave up this hobby due to academic pressure.

"Then you must try it. You must still love this culture, otherwise you wouldn't come here after seeing the poster, and you wouldn't know how to rap." After Song Zhou came to Yan Ruoyu, Yan Ruoyu persuaded and encouraged him. The words are exactly the same as the staff.Song Zhou smiled and shook his head, saying that he hadn't danced for five or six years, so he wouldn't go up to make a fool of himself.

"Why do you know me?" Song Zhou asked Yan Ruoyu.He has recognized Yan Ruoyu since he came on stage, Yan Ruoyu's nationality is too high, even if he doesn't understand it, he still recognizes that face.

But all of Dove's music and MVs are posted on the Internet, and they don't pay much attention to domestic promotion. There are tens of thousands of followers on ins, and the number of fans on Weibo is Yan Ruoyu minus five zeros, and the traffic is very bleak.

"Because I'm concentrating on cultivation, using YouTube in the 996 mode, trying to figure out the advantages and characteristics of absorbing the advantages and characteristics of rappers from all over the world, from all over the world, and naturally I will also get yours." Yan Ruoyu said seriously, Jiang Nuo didn't speak, and pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

"Then this is..."

"This is my producer, NoA." Yan Ruoyu wanted to show off, and was about to show Song Zhou the songs that Jiang Nuo made for himself. Song Zhou remembered the name, his eyes lit up, and asked, "Jiang Nuo You made that song "bounce"?"

Yan Ruoyu twitched at the corners of his mouth, originally he was very happy, but he was very unhappy when he heard that Jiang Nuo and Jiang Shan were tied up in other people's impressions.Jiang Nuo took care of his emotions, stroked his back and hoped he would not mind.

Yan Ruoyu felt comfortable being touched, but still had a temper, and put his hands in his hands and emphasized without thinking: "He only makes songs for me now."

Song Zhou found it quite interesting: "Are you going to transform from an idol to a rapper?"

"It's still powerful!" Yan Ruoyu added, and before he had time to chat with Song Zhou about the upcoming fourth season of "Makeit Big", the host shouted his name loudly - the street dance competition has already entered the second round It is the last round. All the dancers who pass the audition will enter the 1v1 freestylebattle. The person selected by the host can challenge any dancer off the stage. I came here with a feast like a fool.

Yan Ruoyu showed a peaceful and polite smile, and gladly accepted the challenge, letting the young man experience "free money when going out" for free.Jiang Nuo and Song Zhou still stood in the outer circle to observe. Song Zhou knew that Yan Ruoyu must be stable when he saw the other party's level, so he asked Jiang Nuo, "How do you know me?"

Jiang Nuo looked at Song Zhou.The young man's eyes are very good-looking, the pupils are dark and shiny, coupled with the small mole on the bridge of the nose, his facial features are exquisite and somewhat nervous.There is a smartness unique to a scholar in his eyes, and he is neither humble nor overbearing when he asks a question. He may not even realize the arrogance in his ass.

"Do you know Lin Huai?" Jiang Nuo asked.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhou frowned slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Liangzhen from the LZC label?"

"Well," Jiang Nuo nodded, step by step as if holding a red line with Yuelao, "He pays attention to you very much, and thinks that among rappers of the same age, there is no one other than you who can beat him."

"No, he's a popular D-voice now. Anyone can hum a few lines of his nonsensical comedy rap. His admiration is sure, but I can't stand it." Song Zhou obviously didn't approve of Lin Huai's style, and even looked down on him a little. , like the vast majority of veteran rappers who sing oldschool, it is really worthless and pity for Liang.When I am so skilled, how can I get such a son with blind shoulders and singing.

Perhaps because of Song Zhou's nagging, Lin Huai, who was waiting for the flight to Lanzhou at Longwan Airport, sneezed loudly.

The flight originally scheduled to take off at [-] o'clock was delayed until [-] o'clock and there was no news. Lin Huai had nothing to love, and could only look forward to a beef noodle shop called "Yellow River Ballad" not far away, salivating.

Shao Mingyin heard his stomach growl, and patted him on the back, telling him to eat something. Lin Huai swallowed when he thought of the price on the menu, and shook his head sensiblely.

Shao Mingyin always felt that Lin Huai could still grow up, but seeing that he was hungry, he shook Liang Zhen next to him and said, "My son wants to eat the Yellow River ballad."

"Go back to Lanzhou and eat again. How expensive is this restaurant at the airport." Liang Zhen didn't feel sorry for Lin Huai at all, and just closed his eyes.Shao Mingyin shook him again and said: I'm hungry too. "

Liang Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and walked towards the store in a confident manner: "Go, I'll take you to brush your faces!"