Tibetan Mastiff

Fu Yanghe was really thankful for his quick response and superb acting skills. He immediately turned his head away pretending to be sleepy, stretched his waist and sat up.

"Good morning." Banjue Gonpo said, his voice was hoarse in the morning, and it sounded particularly sexy.

"Good morning." Fu Yanghe rubbed his hair, squinted his eyes and looked at Banjue Gonpo, "It's rare to see you in bed when I wake up in the morning."

Banjue Gonpo also sat up and asked, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

Fu Yanghe nodded, then smiled, and said, "As soon as Mao Qing's girlfriend left, she slept very well, hahahaha."

"His girlfriend left?"

Fu Yanghe nodded: "I heard that there was a quarrel, and his girlfriend left."

"I said that Mr. Mao's complexion was not right last night," Banjue Gonpo said, looking at Fu Yanghe, "but they fought until midnight the night before yesterday, why did they start arguing?"

"The night before yesterday..." Fu Yanghe suddenly remembered that he slept soundly the night before, and was not disturbed by the noise from the next door. "Did they make a lot of noise the night before?"

Banjue Gonpo said: "Well, there was a lot of movement, which made me sleep for a while at dawn...you slept well and it didn't affect you."

Fu Yanghe looked at Banjue Gonpo, thinking that it was really embarrassing for him. A young man in his early twenties who had listened to the erotic palace all night probably wouldn't feel good. feel embarrassed.Banjue Gonpo felt a little itchy when he looked at him, but felt that Fu Yanghe, who just woke up with messy hair, was very painful.

Fu Yanghe felt that Banjue Gonpo's eyes were too direct and not concealed, and he wanted to look back at him to see if Banjue Gonpo would be embarrassed, but he was defeated within two seconds Come, he climbed down from the bed and went to the bathroom. While brushing his teeth, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He thought that Banjue Gonpo was outside, so he ignored it. After a while, he heard someone knocking on the door. door, it was Xiao Tang's voice, shouting: "Teacher Fu?"

Fu Yanghe opened the bathroom door and took a look, and saw that Banjue Gonpo was still sitting on the bed.Banjue Gonpo looked at him, then quickly got out of bed wrapped in a quilt, and went to open the door.Fu Yanghe just felt strange, he wasn't naked, what was he doing with a quilt around his lower body when he opened the door, thinking about it, his mind suddenly lit up, and his heart started beating.

He also came from a young age. It is true that young men sometimes have inconvenience when they wake up in the morning, especially in their early twenties when it is the strongest time.He snickered with his toothbrush in his mouth, and saw Banjue Gonpo come back wrapped in a quilt, followed by Xiao Tang, who couldn't stop staring at Banjue Gonpo's back.

"Looking for me?" he asked.

Only then did Xiao Tang come back to his senses, and handed him the phone: "Director Zhang just called...why are you up so late."

Fu Yanghe took the phone and called Zhang Hongliang back. It turned out that Zhang Hongliang was coming next week.

After talking on the phone, he remembered Zhang Hongliang's new movie, and asked Xiao Tang: "How is the box office of Director Zhang's new movie? Has it exploded?"

Xiao Tang shook his head and said, "The box office is not good, so it's three times in a row."

Fu Yanghe said: "Fortunately, I didn't ask just now, the words are on my tongue, and I suddenly thought that it would be embarrassing if the box office is not good."

For such a great director as Zhang Hongliang, three consecutive pounces is indeed a terrible thing. In fact, his own talent is there. The so-called skinny camel is bigger than a horse. There are all of them, but nowadays the tastes of the audience are too weird. Whether the box office is a hit or not has nothing to do with the quality. Sometimes the quality will explode, and sometimes the quality will flutter. It is very unpredictable.

Because of this, Fu Yanghe became more cautious about "The Wind, Flowers, Snow and Moon", thinking that he had to find out the tastes of the audience when he first wrote and directed it, and he couldn't ask Ban Jue Gongpo to pay for it.

After he finished washing, Banjue Gonpo went to the bathroom.Xiao Tang had already gone back, Fu Yanghe took advantage of the time when Banjue Gonpo was washing in the bathroom, quickly took off his pajamas, squatted on the ground, took the clothes out of the bag and put them on the bed.Banjue Gonpo was brushing his teeth, and wanted to ask Fu Yanghe if there was any other place to visit. If not, he would confirm the time to go back so that he could ask the driver to drive over to pick him up. However, he had just arrived at the door of the bathroom and hadn't had time yet. After opening the door, through the crack of the door, I saw the naked and white Fu Yanghe, with a slender waist and hips, and a well-proportioned and tall figure, which is called an infinite spring.The words had already reached his lips, and he swallowed them abruptly. He also forgot to brush his teeth, and stood there blankly with his toothbrush in his mouth, watching Fu Yanghe put on one piece of clothing.

Looking at Fu Yanghe's body during the day, probably because of the sufficient light, it looks whiter, thinner but not overweight, fit and flexible, and it looks very sensual.Banjue Gonpo's blood surged when he saw it, and he stayed in the bathroom for a long time before he dared to come out.

Fu Yanghe was already fully dressed, seeing that Banjue Gonpo's wheat-colored face was a little flushed, he showed some doubts, and asked, "When are we going to leave, I'll pack everything up."

"Let's have breakfast." Banjue Gonpo felt that his voice was a little hoarse, and he felt a little guilty, so he took another look at Fu Yanghe.

Fu Yanghe looked frank and said, "Then I'll tell them to pack their bags."

The three-day public holiday has ended, and there are obviously fewer people on Saima Mountain. The stage on the square has also been demolished, but the vendors on the street outside the hotel are still there. It is said that according to the old tradition, the mountain tour will continue About one month, three days is only a statutory holiday in Jiusu County, and the local Tibetans will continue to celebrate this festival in Saima Mountain.After everyone packed up and had breakfast, they returned to the factory from the horse race.The dance room has been renovated, and Fu Yanghe couldn't wait to see it. Zhang Yue said: "You can jump around after your feet are healed. It's uncomfortable to see people limping."

"Teacher Zhang is right, take more rest and take care of him for two days." Banjue Gonpo said.

Fu Yanghe lay on the bed for a whole day, and had nothing else to do except work, so he took the book Xiao Tang gave him to read.Xiao Tang said with a smile: "Finally I have time to read it. I have recommended it to you for more than a year."

"It turned out that I really didn't have time. I only had more time here. I knew that the Internet here couldn't keep up, so I brought this book."

"looks good?"

Fu Yanghe nodded: "I only read the first few chapters."

"Isn't it exciting?"

Fu Yanghe said: "I guessed it early in the morning. The book you recommended is called Presumptuousness. As soon as I guessed it, I knew there would be a lot of stuff in it."

"He wrote about the love and desire in the youthful campus very realistically. Everything written about the instinctive desires of people in the bones is dirty and innocent."

Dirty and innocent.Fu Yanghe felt that Xiao Tang summed it up very well: "Is it always so sweet in the future, or will it be abused?"

"When reading novels, I am most afraid of spoilers, so read it yourself."

People who engage in art are more emotional than ordinary people. Fu Yanghe read a passage and was stabbed in the heart. He felt very emotional and his eyes were wet. I wondered if love is so touching?Sweet and sour, it made him want to talk too.

When thinking of falling in love, the first thing that comes to mind is the face of Banjue Gonpo, thinking that Banjue Gonpo probably also likes him.It's just that he has never been in a relationship before, and he doesn't know what love is like, and the other party hasn't said anything, so he is afraid that he is thinking too much.

Huang Jingchen and the others went to the dance studio to practice dancing.At night, Zhang Yue came to his room to look for him. Fu Yanghe didn't want to be alone with him, so he said, "Let's go see how their dance rehearsal is going."

When they arrived at the dance classroom, Zhang Yue found that besides Huang Jingchen and the others, there was a young man who looked like a Tibetan, dark and aggressive.Fu Yanghe introduced him, "His name is Monk Dundup, and I recruited Xiwen."

Zhang Yue knew Fu Yanghe's accomplishments in dancing, and believed in his vision. The one he personally selected was naturally not bad, so he couldn't help but take a second look.When the people in the dance studio saw them coming in, they stopped to say hello to them, and Fu Yanghe introduced Zhang Yue and Monk to each other by the way.

"Before I went to the Mountain Revolving Meeting, I listened to the opening song composed by Teacher Zhang and let you freely play and compose a section to see how you are all prepared. How about dancing a section for me and Teacher Zhang to see?" look?"

As the opening dance, the difficulty lies in the scheduling of the group performances. The dance is not too difficult, so they are all ready.Jumping down one by one, Monk prepared relatively hastily, which was the easiest one. Xiao Yang, Huang Jingchen, and Sun Lei were evenly divided, but Zhao Xiaojun's arrangement was extremely complicated and the movements were relatively difficult. He himself obviously realized this. When he finished, his face was full of high spirits, obviously waiting for Fu Yanghe's praise.

In the end, Fu Yanghe was just the same as he saw other people before, just smiling and clapping his hands symbolically a few times.On the contrary, Zhang Yue applauded vigorously and said, "This is good."

Fu Yanghe still smiled, noncommittal.

Zhao Xiaojun felt a little unhappy, even aggrieved. In order to compose this dance, he practiced alone in the room for a long time during the Zhuanshan meeting. He just wanted to stand out and win Fu Yanghe's praise. In the end, Fu Yanghe said The way it came out was so painless.

Fu Yanghe asked them to choreograph, in fact, he just wanted them to accumulate some experience.He came out to take a few of them this time, and asking them to help was secondary. He mainly wanted to take them along and let them gain some experience and experience.After watching the dance, he and Zhang Yue came out of the dance room. Zhang Yue walked and said, "I see that Zhao Xiaojun has been looking at you eagerly just now, as if he was waiting for your praise. I have not had little contact with them. How much is he?" He has the most inferiority complex among them, so he is also very competitive, and you are famously soft-hearted, why didn't you praise him too much?"

Fu Yanghe said: "He has always danced very well, but his walking is a bit off."

Dancing is like fighting. Those who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers, and those who don't want to be brilliant can't be good dancers.It's just that I am too competitive, sometimes success is because of it, and failure is also because of it.

It may be that I walked a little far back and forth, and my toes started to hurt when I came back, so I didn't go to the public bath to take a bath.When he was about to go to bed like that, Xiao Yang brought up a bucket of hot water: "The ones for soaking your feet are here."

Xiao Tang said: "Xiao Yang is really a person with a cold face and a warm heart. But your swelling hasn't gone away yet, can't you soak in hot water?"

"It's okay, my family Xiao Yang brought it up so far, I'll wash my feet." Fu Yanghe smiled at Xiao Yang and asked, "Are you all back, go back to sleep early."

"Zhao Xiaojun hasn't come back yet, he said he needs to practice for a while."

Fu Yanghe nodded, looked at Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang said, "I'll take the water out after you finish washing."

"No need." Fu Yanghe smiled, "Go back to sleep."

"It's me." Xiao Tang said.

Xiao Yang just left.Xiao Tang waited for him to go to bed before leaving. Fu Yanghe heard him talking to Zhao Xiaojun through the door, so he asked, "Did Xiaojun come back?"

Zhao Xiaojun opened the door and greeted him: "Teacher Fu."

"just came back?"

Zhao Xiaojun looked very tired, his hair was wet, and he was obviously tired: "Well, good night, Mr. Fu."

"Don't go, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Xiaojun looked at Xiao Tang beside him, and Xiao Tang said, "You talk, I'm asleep."

Zhao Xiaojun came in, and Fu Yanghe sat down on the bed and said, "You sit too."

Zhao Xiaojun probably guessed what he was going to say, sat down with his head down and didn't speak.Fu Yanghe asked: "Is it because I didn't praise you for the dance you danced today, so you have practiced until now?"

Zhao Xiaojun raised his head when he heard the words, hesitated to speak several times, and said, "Since Mr. Fu mentioned it, I'll just say it... I think my dance is the best..." He became red when he said that face, "...Maybe it's just my own feeling...but I really gave the most, but it seems that in your opinion, my dancing is not as good as Monk..."

"As far as dancing is concerned, you are indeed the best dancer among you guys." Fu Yanghe said, "You have always been the hardest one among you guys, the teacher and all the teachers in the troupe have seen it. "

Zhao Xiaojun's eyes were red, he lowered his head, and heard Fu Yanghe say: "But sometimes you want to win too much in your heart, so your efforts go in the wrong direction."

Zhao Xiaojun raised his head, with tears in his eyes, his thin face was full of stubbornness, and his chin was a little thinner than when he came to Tibet.

"Let me ask you, what dance did I ask you to perform?"

"The opening dance of the show."

"What is the most important thing about the opening dance?" Fu Yanghe said without waiting for Zhao Xiaojun to speak, "The opening dance is the largest group dance in terms of scale and momentum. Not only professional dancers, but also extras are also involved. The requirement is not the difficulty, but the momentum. The simpler and more direct the dance moves, the more suitable for the opening dance. The part you danced is top-notch in the dance competition. Apart from you, how many people do you think can dance out? Your dance has escaped the characteristics of local dances and turned into a display of personal ability, so I am not praising you."

Zhao Xiaojun was stunned, his face flushed even more, he pursed his lips and lowered his head.

"Also, do you know why you are always far behind Huang Jingchen when you compare yourself with Huang Jingchen?"

Zhao Xiaojun nodded vigorously.

"You know, I used to be like you. I studied opera when I was a child, and I changed my career to dance when I was a teenager. Although I have a little childishness, it is still incomparable to a serious dancer. But I am young. , Seeing that I am always inferior to others, I am not reconciled in my heart, so I worked as hard as you, and gradually climbed up, but I was still a breath away from the top dancers. Do you know how I stood out in the end?"

This is exactly the situation Zhao Xiaojun is in now, he hurriedly asked: "Teacher, how do you do it, teach me quickly."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said: "I later found out that I always want to win others, no matter whether it is a competition or a performance, I always want to dance better than others. When I see someone else's movement, I just think about it. How can I beat him in this movement? It is more difficult and more technical, but even if I beat others in this way, I will not be good, because I am without myself, which is the aura I often tell you. So I figured it out , You shouldn’t compare yourself to others, you should compare yourself to yourself.”

"Compare yourself?"

"Whether it's choreography or dancing, don't think about how to win others, but think about what I am good at, and find my own strengths. Everyone's strengths are different, and I insist on using my own weaknesses to win. Winning over others' strengths will only be thankless, and don't think about everything, that will only make you strong on both sides, but neither side is the strongest. Think more about what you are good at, how to jump out of the best self, have Personal characteristics are the most important thing in making art.”

Zhao Xiaojun nodded thoughtfully, Fu Yanghe smiled and said: "These are all to be explored on your own, and one day you will suddenly get the hang of it, so don't worry. The body is the most important thing. If you blindly overload training, I will only leave this stage sooner in the future, and cherish my body. Well, it’s getting late, go back to sleep.”

"Thank you, Teacher Fu."

Fu Yanghe patted him on the shoulder and lay down after Zhao Xiaojun left.I don't know if it's because I've been lying down all day, but I didn't feel sleepy, so I just lay on the window and looked at the moon.

The moon here is particularly clear, and there are many stars. For the first time, he felt what is called the brilliance of the galaxy, and the stars support the moon.He was also bored, thinking that the stars could be seen so clearly that he might be able to find many constellations, so he started looking for the Big Dipper, and after searching for a while, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Banjue Gonpo for almost a day.

After sending them back, Banjue Gonpo left. As the boss of Xiwen, he naturally couldn't accompany them all day long, and he also had his own job, so he went to Changdu City, and he didn't know when he would be able to come back.

He actually missed it a little bit.I didn't sleep with Banjue Gonpo today, and I won't sleep with him in the future.

This thought actually made him feel sad. He didn't know that he had never slept with anyone before, but after sleeping together, he realized that sleeping with two people is better than being alone.