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Chi Xiaolao stood quite safely at the entrance of the station, but he was carrying a very heavy watermelon in his hand, so he changed his hand to carry it. Yin Chunxiao looked at the big watermelon, annoyed and funny, and finally said: "Are you going to stick at the door until I get off work?"

Seeing that he finally spoke, Chi Xiaolao breathed a sigh of relief, and was finally able to put Lao Shen's watermelon down.He has only recently come up with a rule for dealing with Yin Chunxiao, that is, he can't fight with him, and occasionally lowering his head can make him quench his fire. Where did it come from.

As the saying goes, don't reach out and hit a smiling face. He is old and should give way to children.

As soon as he sat down, he put on a polite smile, "Thank you this time, Xiaoxiao!"

"Call me Mr. Yin!" Yin Chunxiao casually looked at his watch, and corrected him in a flat tone.

This little kid just isn't cute, Chi Xiaolao grinned his teeth at his big profile, unexpectedly Yin Chunxiao looked over immediately, "What's your expression?"

Chi Xiaolao almost suspected that he had eyes on the back of his head, so he hurriedly said with a dry smile, "I, I have cramps!" Then he twitched his facial muscles twice.

Yin Chunxiao was too lazy to expose him, although his face was still serious, his eyes were already stained with a smile, he glanced at the watermelon on the table, and said calmly: "This watermelon is...?"

Chi Xiaolao immediately laughed and said, "I bought it!"

"Isn't this nonsense!" I asked who I bought it for!

Chi Xiaoluo rolled his eyes and smiled shyly: "Oh, the weather is too hot, the watermelon will reduce the fire!"

"I asked you why you bought watermelon!" Yin Chunxiao was about to explode.

Chi Xiaolao was stunned by his yelling, and said resentfully: "...Eat it." Could it be that he thinks it's too light?

It suddenly occurred to me that Yin Chunxiao didn’t like to spit out seeds when eating watermelons. In the past, even if it was difficult, he would grit his teeth and buy seedless melons for three yuan a catty. He really didn’t expect this when he bought watermelons today. He thought it was coming Just go to the training class, this watermelon was bought in the past to honor the teacher.

Unexpectedly, Yin Chunxiao pressed the inside line and ordered: "Bring a knife and come in and help me cut the watermelon!"

Chi Xiaolao on the side twitched the corner of his mouth in a daze, thinking... Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua?

After a while, a young man knocked on the door and came in. As expected of a film and television company, even the handyman is so attractive. Chi Xiaolao is born gay, and he can't control his tricks when he sees a handsome man.

Yin Chunxiao instructed the young man to cut the watermelon: "Split it from the middle, yes, there is no need to cut the watermelon, just go out!"

The young man put away the knife, looked at Chi Xiaolao curiously, and went out, and then Chi Xiaolao saw Mr. Yin take out two exquisite satin bags from the drawer, and took out two spoons with blue and white porcelain handles from them. A watermelon was inserted, and Shi Shiran picked up half of it, walked to the sofa in the rest area, sat down, and began to taste the watermelon beautifully.

Yin Chunxiao ate a few mouthfuls without spitting out the seeds. When he took the fourth mouthful, he glanced at Chi Xiaoliao who was still sitting at the desk, and said angrily, "Do you want me to help you?"

Chi Xiaolao sighed, resigned to his fate, picked up half of the watermelon and sat on the sofa, picked up the spoon, and used the first spoon to scoop out the skin, and then looked at Yin Chunxiao, who really started to spoon from the middle of the melon sac.

Yin Chunxiao has a tricky mouth. When eating watermelon, he always only eats the middle slice, and the rest is Chi Xiaolao's. The two have been together for five years, and there are countless little habits in life. The two have become accustomed to it, as if they were Although one of the words in the Sutra of Fleeting Years is inconspicuous, it is only when one inadvertently looks back on a certain day in a certain year that one suddenly realizes that these tiny trifles are deeply engraved in life, implicit and meaningful.

In fact, Chi Xiaolao really wanted to taste the sweetness of the middle part of the melon sac, so he inserted the spoon in his hand towards the middle, and before he could scoop it out, half of the watermelon was snatched away, and then a half of the melon sac with a red heart was missing. The melon was pushed in front of him, and Yin Chunxiao naturally stuffed the half of the melon that he had snatched into his mouth.

Chi Xiaolao hugged half of the leftover melon, whether he would eat it or not, he used to pick up his leftovers, but now he always felt that this was a bit ambiguous, maybe his mood was different, and he was really afraid of Yin Chunxiao, This man is moody, he can't tell when he opens his mouth, and he will poke him twice, killing people without blood.

Yin Chunxiao glanced at him and snorted, "Why do you dislike me now?"

"No, no, no." Chi Xiaolao immediately denied, "How could it be, I had a meal before I came here, and my stomach really can't hold it now."

Yin Chunxiao raised his eyebrows noncommittally, put down the spoon after eating the middle one, and while he was wiping his mouth, Chi Xiaoluo asked impatiently, "Can I go see the teacher now?"

"What are you panicking?" Yin Chunxiao slowly wiped his hands with a wet towel. His fingers were slender and fair-skinned. His ten fingers, which looked like onion knots, were rubbing flowers back and forth. , you can meet if you want?...the appointment is five o'clock, just wait!"

Ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped past Chi Xiaolao's mind - you fucking think I'm too busy?The five o'clock appointment asked me to come and see you eating watermelon at three o'clock, Nima!

He only dared to slander and dare not say these words, he knew that Yin Chunxiao would definitely turn his face when he asked this question.

Next, Mr. Yin went to his desk to do his own work. Chi Xiaoluoku sat on the sofa and stared at the clock on the wall in a daze. If he could see the League of Legends on Mr. Yin's monitor in full swing, he would probably be taken aback. Bird breath choked to death.

Chi Xiaolao can't see it being wasted, this big watermelon was carried all the way under the poisonous sun, it's fine to sit anyway, he picked up a spoon and started to eat, a certain hero was abused like an idiot in a team battle on the monitor, his teammates said in the voice After scolding his throat, he found that no one was there at all, and the entire channel was almost shut down due to saliva.

Yin Chunxiao clicked the mouse absent-mindedly, and the secret happiness gradually emerged in his eyes. He coughed dryly, as if thinking of it by accident, and said: "I couldn't eat it just now, but now I can pretend again. If you participate in the competition with this spirit, you won't eat it." It made me want to throw up when I saw a watermelon that summer."

Chi Xiaolao swallowed a mouthful of watermelon, remembering that he was talking about the watermelon eating competition held by the local TV station in the city that year. He dragged Yin Chunxiao to participate in the competition with the mentality of focusing on participation. A stone melon was eaten by two people. The fastest one can get two tickets to the Water Cube. He originally thought that even if he couldn't win the prize, he could eat watermelon for free. He didn't expect Yin Chunxiao to help him, and it would be good to drag him on stage.

When the two tickets were put into his pocket, Chi Xiaolao felt the joy of being No.1. Tickets are a trivial matter. What moved him was Yin Chunxiao who said disapprovingly, with watermelon juice all over his face: "Two tickets to the water park What are the tickets, wait, I will take you to the Maldives for a summer vacation when I have money!"

The memories of the past are recalled today, like the difference between watermelon and watermelon juice, one is sweet and delicious but needs spit out seeds, and the other is convenient and simple but loses its original taste.

Chi Xiaolao felt that the watermelon in his mouth was a little sour, and he didn't know if it was because of the change in taste, the change in mentality, or everything else, the only thing that remained unchanged was the memory, and only the memory.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yin Chunxiao's eyes darkened. The big pot of people on the monitor made her brain numb, so she simply turned off the computer and began to read the files. For a while, the space was depressingly quiet, almost Hearing the restless heartbeat, it seems that you can't find the shore where you are stranded.

In this weird atmosphere, it was finally five o'clock, and the hour hand just turned to five o'clock, and the two got up together, as if they were waiting for this moment of relief.

The dance class is also in this building. The two office buildings have been redecorated after opening. The lighting and facilities are great. The dance class ends at 04:30 today. After taking a shower, I changed into a suit and came out.

It may be because of the change of clothes. The first impression of this teacher is that he is not like a dance instructor, but more like an English gentleman from a European town with a slow time, let alone this Austrian song and dance troupe. The retired actor turned out to be 100% yellow.

He has the word "elegant" written on his hands and feet, and he is wearing a well-tailored vest and trousers. He has a dull and self-glowing feeling. His temperament is outstanding, but anyone who sees this person will never be attracted by his temperament first. To pay attention, the first thing to pay attention to must be his eyes.

These eyes are deep and remote, full of brilliance, Momo's fleeting time, with a loneliness that can penetrate everything and at the same time, there is a little interest. He looks very young, but these eyes are definitely not owned by young people who have not been tempered by the world of mortals. Yes, just these shining eyes hide countless stories.

Chi Xiaolao, who is used to observing beautiful men, feels that this man is the most handsome man he has ever seen, and it is rare that he is such a gentleman.

The gentleman glanced at Chi Xiaolao very ungentlemanly, and asked Yin Chunxiao in blunt Chinese: "This is the anice you found..." He tapped his temple to try to find words, "...a dancer?"

Chi Xiaolao got a big blush from this term, and waved his hands hurriedly to explain: "No, no, you're exaggerating. I just know how to dance, not the dancer you said."

Yin Chunxiao said with a smile: "Come on, let me introduce first, this is Mr. Tang Zun, the dance art director that our company finally invited—"

Teacher Tang interrupted Yin Chunxiao, raised his slender eyebrows, and said incredulously: "Genghis Khan said that a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. Daniel (Yin Chunxiao's English name) must recommend you to me." , don’t you just know how to dance?” He twitched his lips and said helplessly, “Sorry, I’ve already brought in a company of low-quality soldiers, and I don’t want to add extra burden to my work.”

Chi Xiaolao's face turned red and then turned pale, and he exchanged a glance with Yin Chunxiao, and found that his face was not looking good either. Chi Xiaolao could almost imagine how bad Baidi's artists would be when they were beaten every day.

Yin Chunxiao was a little embarrassed, and joked with a forced smile: "We Chinese pay attention to 'the foundation of self-improvement'. Modesty is a virtue. Haha, I brought him too. You can watch his dance first. …By the way, what I just said seems to have been said by Napoleon.”

Tang Zun didn't take it seriously, squinted his eyes at Chi Xiaolao, and expressed his opinion, "NONONO, he doesn't want to be a dancer, no matter how good he dances, I don't bother to watch."

Chi Xiaolao's head was already buried in his stomach, he could accept others laughing at his face, he was already prepared for this when he came here, he would never have thought that this teacher didn't even watch the dance, and would just use "dancer" when he spoke. "Such a big hat still hit him.

dancer?

He really didn't dare to think about it, he hadn't thought about it before, let alone his hearing loss now.

Just as Yin Chunxiao was about to speak, Tang Zun waved his hand, pointed at Chi Xiaolao and said, "Are you his guardian? Is it okay to let him speak by himself?"

Yin Chunxiao looked at Chi Xiaolao worriedly. Seeing that he looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, he couldn't help feeling dissatisfied with Tang Zun. Have a good talk with Tang Zun.

Putting his hand on Chi Xiaoluo's shoulder, he felt the strength from his shoulder. Seeing that he raised his head and looked directly into Tang Zun's gaze, he spoke slowly but firmly: "I can't and I can't now. Dare to accept the title of 'Dancer', because I have not reached this level. This title is not my own, but needs to be recognized by the public. I will use my efforts to move forward step by step, not for the title, but for the title. It's because I love dancing, I see it as a part of my life."

There was a moment of silence, Yin Chunxiao kept staring at him, feeling like time and space stopped, everything in his field of vision was still, the one who could stimulate his senses was Chi Xiaolao in front of him, his trembling eyelashes, The closed lips, firm eyes, and fine hairs are all so vivid, as if the only color in the black and white painting.

It wasn't until Tang Zun spoke that Yin Chunxiao came back to his senses.

"That's very good, the Chinese are eloquent!" His words sounded like sarcasm, but his expression looked satisfied, "In my class, you have to be prepared to be hit, and you can't cry !"

Chi Xiaoluo smiled, and couldn't help but joked when he felt relaxed: "What if you cry?"

Tang Zun raised his straight shoulders and made a spanking gesture with a playful expression, Chi Xiaolao laughed out loud.

"I won't watch your dance. Go back and get ready today. The first thing I will do with my class tomorrow is to assess the solo dance!"

"OK! Thank you!"

Yin Chunxiao invited Tang Zun to have dinner together. Teacher Tang waved his fingers mysteriously, "I don't want to waste my personal time with the boss."

Yin Chunxiao smiled tacitly and thumped him on the shoulder. After sending Tang Zun away, he returned to his full posture: "Now it's time for dinner, let's eat!"

Chi Xiaolao just wanted to thank him, so he said boldly, "Where are you going to eat? I invite you!"

Yin Chunxiao's first reaction was to go to the Xunzi Noodles. Then he remembered the unpleasantness of the last time, and after thinking about it, he drove around a long way and drove straight to the food stall outside the university.

"You'll choose this?" After getting off the car, Chi Xiaolao smiled at him, "I brought money today, so don't be polite to me."

"Who is being polite to you, you are lucky today, and I just want to eat this."

Yin Chunxiao took him into a noisy lobster restaurant. It was the season to eat crayfish, and the tables were full. The two finally waited until one table paid for the bill. The waiter hadn't cleared the table yet. Yin Chunxiao So Chi Xiaolao took the place.

"Business here is really good, I can't even turn over the table!" Chi Xiaolao has never eaten crayfish outside. This food is very expensive to buy in the vegetable market, let alone eating outside, but it is better than Yin Chunxiao usually eats out The grade is already very low.

"Boss, come and clean up the table!" Yin Chunxiao yelled at the busy waiter in the distance. In Chi Xiaoluo's eyes, he felt really disobedient.

He was wearing a purple polo shirt with a very positive color and a pair of dark green trousers. He sat at the small greasy table with long hands and legs, and he couldn't let go, but it didn't affect his eye-catching temperament. With a neat hairstyle and a touch of luxury, fair skin and handsome facial features, it attracted the attention of many people sitting here, and almost everyone in the audience looked over at the same time.

Yin Chunxiao smiled with his mouth crooked, leaned back in the chair and shook his long legs. With his evil smile and elegant temperament, he instantly killed the female students around the table.

Chi Xiaolao has been watching as if he was watching a show, and he ordered two pots of braised prawns and a pinch of freshly brewed cold beer. After a while, two large pots of lobster will be served.

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