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In half an hour, Zhong Xincheng and his partner, the little girl, were able to dance a pas de deux proficiently. The actor's eyes were calm and stagnant, and only when he saw Yan Shu did he have a half-complex look.

The culprit of the heart-wrenching song was supervising the work on the sofa, his eyes followed Zhong Xincheng's movements and dancing postures, as if glued to it with [-] glue.

"Brother Yan, why are you looking so serious, what about your daughter-in-law?" Yang Ya watched the two lead dancers getting better and better, and when she turned her head, she met Shang Yan Shu's greasy and crooked eyes, as kind as the old man in the mail room at the door , It makes people get goosebumps all over.

"Almost." Yan Shu glanced at Yang Ya, changed the subject and continued, "Didn't you say that the costumes would arrive today?"

"That's right, Tingting and Liang Liang went to meet him just now, and Wang Xiangru and Song Chenjie are downstairs with the boy." Yang Ya covered her mouth and smiled for a while, leaning on the armrest of the sofa and staring at Yan Shu, carefully sizing him up After repeating it, he said, "You are the judge this year, right? You come to see people's rehearsal like this, don't you prefer?"

"Eight judges, where can I go?" Yan Shu sneered.

"I didn't see you being so caring when I was a minister in my sophomore year. Why are you so interested when you're a junior?" Yang Ya asked again.

She and Yan Shu entered the office at the same level in their freshman year, and they became ministers together in their sophomore year, and they have always had a good relationship.Yan Shu is a person who can play well, regardless of whether he is extroverted or introverted, he is simply a celebrity in the office and a "job courtesan".It's just that Yang Ya has always been curious. The man who lived among thousands of flowers has never had a girlfriend. Now it seems...

Well, it turns out that most of the outstanding little brothers don't like women.

"Junior, free." Yan Shu touched his earlobe, and looked away from Zhong Xincheng.

The dance rehearsal was actually prepared. Liang Tingting and others never thought about democratic voting from the very beginning. Of course, Zhong Xincheng only realized this when he watched the "porters" carrying big bags and small bags of costumes enter the door. fact.

"Our costumes are here, press the number to get them!" Liang Tingting squatted on the ground like an aunt selling goods at a night market. She rummaged through the suit pants and white shirts scattered on the floor, trying to find the number.As for Wang Xiangru, it was a different scene: surrounded by a group of young girls, the noble lady was sitting on a ponytail and carrying a colorful cheongsam, which looked a bit like an old bustard in Honghualou.

The dance in the style of the Republic of China really means wearing the clothes of the Republic of China, white shirts...it really looks like that.Zhong Xincheng was standing outside the crowd with his newly received costumes in his arms, when he suddenly heard Yang Ya shouting loudly.

"Xincheng, both of you put on your costumes first, and do a pas de deux to try out the effect." Yang Ya commanded from a distance away. This year, she didn't buy a suit jacket to save money, and she didn't know if she could perform the desired effect.

There is a scene in the dance in the dim blue light. The two main dancers bid farewell to each other in the center of the stage full of low umbrellas. Putting on the coat on his body for the girl he loves to keep out the cold, he left amidst the sound of electric current in panic.

Without a suit jacket, I had to use a large silk scarf instead.

Zhong Xincheng blinked at the white shirt in his hand, and Liang Tingting smiled and pushed him into the dressing room next to him.

"So poor that you can't even afford a suit jacket this year?" Yan Shu's line of sight was cut off by the slamming door of the dressing room, and he said disappointedly to Yang Ya beside him.

"Only Xincheng needs it. You brought it yourself back then, can it be the same?" Yang Ya snorted, and said again: "Spiritual guy, I have a lot of demands from the all-rounder who can do everything from flipping flowers to house dancing. I don't like the show. If it doesn't work, give him yours?"

"This, it's not very good." Yan Shu narrowed his eyes and smiled, pretending to be a human, but he was actually a wolf with a big tail.

When Zhong Xincheng came out of the dressing room, Yan Shu was really shocked.

The physique transformed from a teenager to a young man is slightly thinner, but it is not sick or thin, and the muscle lines are not obvious, and a few lines are drawn by the shirt with a small size.Zhong Xincheng's appearance was rather cold, but his long and narrow eyes were extremely seductive. He leaned against the mirror in his suit pants, and raised his hand uncomfortably to unbutton the top button.

The Adam's apple rolled slowly, making smooth ripples.

The color of the shirt is very uniform, white and shiny, which makes the boy's skin under the light more lustrous, with the moistness of water pearls.

"Senior Sister, it's a little tight." Zhong Xincheng stood with another female lead dancer, with handsome and beautiful faces, and he said to Liang Tingting.

"Is the size too small? Sigh, I usually look at Xincheng to be thinner." Liang Tingting checked the size chart with self-blame, and said apologetically.

"It's pretty good, isn't it? What a clothes hanger figure, you look thin when you wear clothes, and you have flesh when you take them off." Yang Ya smiled and patted Zhong Xincheng's shoulder, seeing Yan Shu on the side pressing his jaw against his chin, wondering what he was thinking something.

Look at the expression is very serious, look at the action is very serious, look at the eyes is very ambiguous.

Surrounded by the seniors, the two lead dancers went to the mirror to prepare for a segment, and Yan Shu went out halfway to answer the phone.The door of the dance room isolates the sound of the music, and the dark atmosphere makes the light highlights during the screen call more clear.Yan Shu leaned against the door, with his slender legs hanging loosely, and the little girl's voice came from his ears.

"Brother, guess how many I got in the exam?"

Yan Shu's eyes were softer than usual, the ends of his hair rubbed against the cold door, and the corners of his hair turned up inadvertently.The light from the screen traced the sharp-edged facial contours of the young man, like moonlight shining on the uneven hills, and the high bridge of the nose was covered with a shadow.

The red circle hung up in the communication center was brighter than the flame when the cigarette was just lit, and the corners of his lips were bright red.

"Fifth." Yan Shu said.

"I was fifth last time, can I still be fifth this time?" The girl's voice was very high-pitched, sweetly filled with indulgent reproach.

"Then third." Yan Shu said with a smile.

"Hmph, am I amazing? Let me tell you, my parents are very happy that I did so well in the exam this time, and I will be able to watch Brother Xincheng's live broadcast tomorrow!" The girl smiled, her tone so sweet that pink bubbles could pop out, Full of girls' fantasies about love.

Yan Shu was stunned for a moment, he put the phone close to his ear, and said casually: "Your brother Xincheng may...not always broadcast live recently."

"Why? Brother, you went to sniper's live broadcast room? Why are you so bad?? Are you jealous that Brother Xincheng is more popular than you? You..."

boom--!when--!

The girl's splashing was mixed with the loud noise behind her, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was deafening.Yan Shu suddenly turned around and pushed the door open, and hung up the phone call directly.

The dazzling lights poured down from the sky, and Yan Shu paused as soon as he lifted his foot. The chaotic crowd surrounded the two main dancers in the middle, and the radio waves at the end were harsh and abrupt, making Yan Shu's head hurt from the noise.

Zhong Xincheng fell to the ground, a big hole was torn at the hem of his shirt, he barely supported his body to keep his partner who also fell in a relatively stable posture.His legs rested on the girl's knees, directly serving as a gentleman's cushion to cut off the hard and cold ground.

The iron box for the stage props that had been placed next to them stood beside them, with a big lump of silk thread hooked on the sharp iron corners, and even the silk scarf that was threaded into tatters in the girl's hand, it was in a mess.

No need to ask, Yan Shu probably knows what happened just now.

It is estimated that the silk scarf got caught in the iron cabinet during rehearsal, and the girl who was caught fell on Zhong Xincheng, and the two of them fell down in the chaos, causing a mess everywhere.

Zhong Xincheng's mind was buzzing, the girl looked very thin, and she was very heavy when she was under the weight.He barely had time to restrain the momentum. When he fell, his whole body seemed to be thrown on a millstone and crushed several times, but he didn't dare to move—the girl had changed into a cheongsam early in the morning, and it was too short to be disrespectful.

"I'm sorry, sorry, are you okay?"

There were tears in the girl's eyes, she pressed her whole body on Zhong Xincheng's body, her face turned pale with fright, and the corners of her eyes were red.

"It's okay, you... get up first." Zhong Xincheng's breathing was not smooth, his waist was chilly, and he didn't understand why the corners of his clothes were torn.

Maybe it was scratched by the iron corner next to it?

"Pay attention to the clothes." Zhong Xincheng looked away, saw the hem of the cheongsam in the mirror and hurried away, he waited helplessly for the little girl to leave him, his palms and arms were numb.

"It hurts from the fall?"

A man's voice came from behind, Zhong Xincheng didn't realize who was talking, and the heat on his arm really came over.His hand itself was numb, and after being touched, he couldn't support the weight, and fell backwards due to inertia, and accidentally fell into someone's arms.

Yan Shu knelt on the ground and pressed the corner of Zhong Xincheng's torn shirt with his knees, his waistline was exposed, and the cold and warmth touched together, causing a shudder.The thin shirt could not hinder the transfer of heat from that person's palm, Yan Shu picked up the fallen child like a rabbit, and let Zhong Xincheng use him as a human support.

"The clothes are torn." Zhong Xincheng's heart beat fast, as if frightened.He glanced down and tore off the edge of the one-finger long shirt, and murmured distressedly, his voice was so small that only Yan Shu could hear it clearly.

When is it, still feel distressed about clothes?

Yan Shu wrapped one hand around Zhong Xincheng's arm, watching Liang Tingting comfort the little girl.Yang Ya kicked the iron box next to the culprit as if venting her anger, never expecting such a thing to happen.

"Yang Ya, is there a sewing box in the dressing room?" Yan Shu said.

"Yes... Is Xincheng okay? If the clothes are torn, they will be torn. Let's buy another one." Yang Ya saw that Yan Shu was there, so she didn't come up to ask for warmth. I'll come"'s weird aura inexplicably kept everyone two meters away.

Yan Shu is tall, and Zhong Xincheng's neck can be seen clearly when he lowers his head. The young man's messy hair is upside down, with a few bunches of dull hair sticking out.He couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw the child in a state of distress, he dragged Zhong Xincheng into the dressing room, and snatched away the dilapidated silk scarf.

Seeing the locker room closed, Liang Tingting pointed in the direction where Yan Shu and Zhong Xincheng disappeared and asked, "Senior, can you still sew?"

Yang Ya greeted the other children who were rehearsing the dance, smiled and raised her eyelids and teased: "No, you are old and virtuous."

The dressing room is not big. In a space of more than ten square meters, there are the performance costumes used by the dance troupe in the past and the big stereo with dust. Unlike the bright headlights in the dance studio, the light cast is much more ambiguous.

Zhong Xincheng stood by the door and looked at Yan Shushu, who was looking for a sewing box on the innermost shelf. The man was tall and had long legs. When he came out with the box, he looked like a catwalk show, with a high-spirited look that came from nowhere.He narrowed his eyes and minimized the sense of existence as much as possible, but there were only two people in the whole room.

If you don't want to be discovered, there should be no other way but to hide, right?Zhong Xincheng was distressed, but the expression on his face was calm and composed.

"Come here." Yan Shu sat on the stool and opened the sewing box, and he was very familiar with threading the needle.He glanced at Zhong Xincheng, who looked like a rabbit shaking his ears, smiled and waved to the children.

Zhong Xincheng walked up to Yan Shu, and was stunned when he heard his next sentence.

"Take off your shirt."

Yan Shu smiled and said, innocent, innocent and harmless.