Tracing the sound

In the hotel in the center of Rome, Bi Sheng had just taken a shower, and the water droplets from the tips of his hair were silently scattered on the carpet. He was wearing black silk pajamas casually, and the tie was hanging loosely around his waist, revealing part of his beautiful body. muscle lines.

A trophy lay horizontally on the bedside table, as if it had been thrown there at random, which showed the owner's perfunctory treatment of it.

Bi Sheng stopped in front of the wine cabinet for a long time to choose, and finally took a bottle of diamond champagne.

He tried the temperature, but found that it was too late for ice, so he used a tong to pick up a few ice cubes and threw them into the glass, watching the bubbles stir up and burst, Bi Sheng shook the glass lightly, and took a sip hesitantly.

"In such a good mood? It's been a long time since I saw you tasting wine." The part-time assistant Lu Peng pushed the door in, and was almost blinded by the picture of a beautiful man out of the bath in front of him.

Bi Shengshang gave him a lazy look, as if he was not very satisfied with the taste, he casually pushed the wine glass aside.

"Look, these are performance invitations from major dance troupes, including Tianyun's and Longzhisheng's. These two are considered to be the top in the world."

Lu Peng excitedly flipped through the documents in his hand, paused for a moment, and said after deliberation: "Director Liang replied to me, "The Sky" will be launched at the end of this year, you plan to..."

"Push it." Bi Sheng replied calmly, without any emotion.

Lu Peng actually guessed the result long ago, but he still couldn't hide his disappointment.

The opportunity to cooperate with Liang Haisheng is really rare, it is almost every dancer's highest dream, not to mention that the script of this dance drama is almost tailor-made for Bi Sheng.

"Do you want to stop thinking about it? Xiaolu has already replied, she has no problem." Lu Peng couldn't hold back a word of persuasion.

"I said push." ​​Bi Sheng frowned slightly, and Lu Peng immediately shut up.

The air froze for a long time.

"Choose a gift for me." Bi Sheng stepped on the bar chair and said with his foot gently nodding.

"What? Why?" A series of question marks hovered over Lu Peng's head.

"attend a wedding."

"..."

Italy is a country full of romance, full of freedom and passion everywhere.

Bi Sheng was wearing a Gucci limited-edition beige trench coat, with a British-style scarf casually draped around his neck. Coupled with his tall figure and outstanding temperament, he attracted many curious eyes.

But he didn't seem to notice it, and walked along the corner of the street bored.

Walking and walking to the wishing pool.

The scenic spot is always crowded with all kinds of noisy noises. Tourist tourists come and go in and out of the pizzeria next to it. In front of the magnificent sculptures of the gods, there are believers throwing coins behind their backs.

It is said that the first wish made must be to return to Rome again, and then other wishes can be fulfilled.

Bi Sheng watched all kinds of performances flocking to him with cold eyes, and touched it from his pocket. In a corner where no one was paying attention, an arc crossed the air, and in the fountain pool with a clear bottom, there was another unremarkable one. coins.Bi Sheng turned around and left without the slightest nostalgia.

On March [-]th, the sky is bright and clear, suitable for marriage.

Bi Sheng stopped the car, looked at the beautifully wrapped gift on the passenger seat, sat for a while, reached out and took it into the venue.

"Bi Sheng, you're here!" The groom greeted the guests at the entrance of the hotel in high spirits. He seemed very happy to see Bi Sheng, and approached quickly with a smile.

"Congratulations." Bi Sheng handed him the gift, blocking the other party from wanting to hug him.

"Thank you." The groom smiled subtly, "Xiaolu is still putting on makeup, you sit first, I have reserved a good seat for you."

Bi Sheng nodded, turned and entered the banquet hall.

This is a highly anticipated wedding. The groom, He Ning, is Bi Sheng's senior brother. He was a key training target in school back then, and now he is even more successful in his career.

The grand slam winner of all domestic dance awards, he founded his own studio and concurrently serves as the art director of many well-known dance companies.

In the career planning of many dancers, becoming the chief is the highest pursuit, but to He Ning's level, being the chief is just one of the choices, and it is only the most basic choice.

It is said that the bride Xu Xiaolu has regarded him as an idol since she was a student. Of course, compared to He Ning, Xu Xiaolu is no less inferior. She is also a leader among female dancers in China.

The perfect combination of a golden boy and a young girl in the dance world, this couple not only achieves a positive result in their relationship, but they will also complement each other in their careers in the future, as if they are already the best appearance of love.

Strictly speaking, Bi Sheng was regarded as his natal family, and Xu Xiaolu was his dancing partner.

His appearance couldn't have been more timely. Everyone in the circle knew that he and Xu Xiaolu's pas de deux was the pinnacle. They had cooperated for five full years. As long as these two participated in the competition, they never lost the championship.

"Brother Bi, this way!" Someone waved to him from a distance, Bi Sheng followed the sound and looked, it was Xiao Chen, the junior brother in the circle.

"Did you see Sister Xiaolu? She is so beautiful today. Brother He Ning is so lucky to be able to take home the most beautiful fairy in our circle." Chen Chen praised with envy.

Bi Sheng listened to his babbling, silently holding a cup of tea.

"By the way, I haven't congratulated you on winning the Gilson Award." Seeing that Bi Sheng didn't respond, he suddenly changed the subject in the early morning, "Aside from Brother Ning, are you the second male dancer to win the Gilson Award? Really? so amazing!"

Bi Sheng laughed and didn't seem to care much.

"It's a pity that Miss Xiaolu's pregnancy is delayed, otherwise you will definitely win the Dandelion Grand Prix this time, otherwise you will also be a grand slam winner, and you will be the youngest grand slam winner." Qingchen thought of Bi Sheng's absence not long ago Game, regretful emotion.

Bi Sheng took a sip from his completely cold teacup, regretting choosing such a noisy person to sit with him.

The guests arrived one after another, and the ceremony officially began.

Accompanied by her father, the bride entered the arena, wearing a holy diamond-encrusted gown that perfectly outlined her exquisite figure.

The beautiful face with outstanding temperament is painted with elegant makeup, and the bright crown in the hair is shining under the light, like the stars that set off her beauty.

She had a happy smile on her face, and all the beauty in the world became the background at the moment of her smile.

Bi Sheng raised his head and stared at her. They had been together day and night for five years, and he once thought he knew her better than anyone else. However, at this moment, his eyes seemed to be covered with a veil, and many marks of the past became hazy and blurred.

"Ms. Xu Xiaolu, are you willing to become the wife of Mr. He Ning, and love each other no matter whether you are poor or rich, sick or healthy, and never leave until you die?"

"I am willing."

Bi Sheng raised his head and drank the spirits in his glass, before leaving the scene without a sound.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a strong smell of alcohol. Lu Peng covered his nose and quickly ran to the window and opened the curtains. A ray of sunlight shone on Bi Sheng's face. He opened his eyes uncomfortably, and was forced to close them again by the dazzling light. I got up, and after a while I barely sat up.

"I know you're feeling uncomfortable, but isn't this a bit too much?" Lu Peng held an empty wine bottle in his hand, scanned the mess, and began to tidy up while complaining.

"Don't be too busy, let's sell the house." Bi Sheng rubbed his aching head after hangover and said.

"...Success." Lu Peng wanted to persuade him, but in the end he decided to follow him.

"The primary selection works of the New Youth Dance Competition have been sent. During this period of time, you just have a rest. It's not bad to be a judge."

Lu Peng wasn't sure how much Xu Xiaolu's marriage would affect Bi Sheng, but he was hit hard by both love and career, so he needed to make adjustments according to common sense.

At the level of Bi Sheng, proper relaxation is more necessary than hard training day and night.

"You should be more careful when picking to see if there are any good seedlings. After all..." Lu Peng considered his words carefully: "The Dandelion Grand Prix is ​​held every three years. If there are suitable ones, it's not too late to start working."

Bi Sheng wiped off the water droplets on his face, and looked back at Lu Peng: "Don't be awkward, I'm fine."

Lu Peng obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew you wouldn't be knocked down so easily. Xiaolu is gone, and the next one might be better. Although there are not many top female dancers in China, there are quite a few that are remarkable." Yes, pas de deux pays attention to cooperation, and personal quality does not have to be top-notch."

"Let's find a man." Bi Sheng drank a glass of warm water, and his hangover headache finally healed a lot.

"What?" Lu Peng thought he didn't hear clearly.

"I said, find a man." Bi Sheng said.

"What... international joke?!" Lu Peng was stunned.

"No kidding, save trouble." Bi Sheng frowned, giving an explanation.

"Are you seeing through the red dust and planning to stay away from the beauty?" Lu Peng couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not necessary, young master, you are only 23 years old, so you are disappointed with the graceful female body?"

Bi Sheng didn't bother to talk to him, pushed him away and opened the refrigerator to find something to eat.

"Your idea is not very reliable. Do dance partners have to have feelings beyond friendship? You and Xiaolu are a special case, okay? Besides, there is nothing wrong with having feelings, isn't it a double harvest of love and career? More perfect? ​​We don't need to give up eating because of choking after a failed experience, right?" Lu Peng leaned against the door and watched Bi Sheng cook the porridge, persuading him earnestly.

"If you can find it, you can find it. There are so many nonsense." Bi Sheng said impatiently as he tore the washed vegetables into two pieces and casually threw them into the pot.

"I'm thinking about your career! Although pas de deux doesn't require men and women to match, but so far I haven't seen a few couples with men and men together, let alone winning prizes. You are competing to win the championship, right? We are only short of this trophy, so we must be cautious!" Lu Peng said righteously.

"I don't have as many distracting thoughts as you. I just want to dance comfortably in the future, without distractions." Bi Sheng was silent for a while, then said softly.

Lu Peng suddenly understood his insistence.

Bi Sheng is like this, the surface is calm and breezy, but the heart is turbulent.Even if his soul was hacked into pieces, he could still keep his face.

"Okay, maybe we can win by surprise." Lu Peng comforted himself.