dance dance let me up

Today, the No. 1 gate of the Volkswagen factory is completely open, and the ground from the gate to the stadium is covered with a red carpet.

The ground was swept clean, a cordon was set up on both sides of the road, and some media reporters were waiting outside the cordon.

There are also hip-hop audiences looking curiously outside the cordon.

The hip-hop culture in Germany is far longer than that in China, and there are many audiences who like hip-hop. When Du Ye and the others stepped out, they clearly felt the expectation and love of the people of this country.

Some couples came together, some came with children, and even many old people waved to them energetically.

It is said that only half of the tickets were sold, and the rest were rewarded to Volkswagen employees, so most of the audience waiting here are Volkswagen employees.

At the same time, because there are very few tickets, they are very expensive.

Expensive tickets, plus air tickets, have prevented many fans from coming to cheer for their idols.

Along the way, there are also fans who seem to be there, but they are obviously not fans of "fivelong".

Du Ye rarely paid attention to his own platform, so he thought that there would be no fans from them this time, so he had no expectations along the way, and was in the mood to watch the interaction between other dance companies and fans.

Du Ye was a little surprised when he saw a familiar face until halfway through the red carpet.

Long Jie actually came again, standing outside the cordon and smiling at them.

Standing next to her was Dafang, a fan of her fan club.

There are many people around them, men and women, mostly middle-aged people in their thirties to 40s, and only this age group has the economic strength to chase stars across the country.

At a glance, there were more than 20 people.

You must know that air tickets from China to Germany are very expensive, plus tickets and accommodation tickets, it is really hard to imagine how much it cost to support them.

Anyway, Du Ye felt a little distressed when he settled the account.

Let him spend so much money chasing stars, he will definitely not do it.

But this group of fans still appeared in front of them, holding their ipads high, and the words "Fivelong Come on" flashed across the screen.

Others had handwritten cards telling them "fivelong wins!"

They couldn't bring the support cards, so they tried to write them by hand, or use ipads to cheer for them.

There was also a tall boy standing in the back row, holding his laptop over his head, and colorful words flashed on the screen, "We want to fly to the sky!"

Including Du Ye, the members of "fivelong" were very moved.

They stopped in front of the fan group and shook hands with them in turn to thank them.

Convenience kept saying cheering words to cheer them up.

Lan Qing said to Long Lei, "Sister Long, we met a few days ago, and I didn't hear that you were coming."

Long Lei said: "I have never chased stars in my life, I always feel that chasing stars is a waste of time and boring.

But you are different. What I see from you is the spirit of perseverance, the belief of invincibility, and the hope of the future every day.

I seem to come alive with you.

So don't want to miss this game anyway. "

After a brief exchange, they soon separated, and "fivelong" entered the gate of the factory.

Miao Zhi Wangtian thought for a while, and asked Longlong: "Is this the legendary "Lady Group"?"

Longlong looked at him.

Miao Zhi said: "It's the kind of ladies who are very rich, but are not young, and will follow every game and fly around the world?"

Longlong: "..."

Miao Zhi smiled: "This is it, the legendary ladies group, I didn't expect that we finally have hip-hop."

Longlong Zhengse: "They will come to watch our game, the premise is that we are strong enough, if we are not strong enough, we will not be able to attract them, so the key lies in ourselves."

Miao Zhi was taken aback, and then smiled and said, "Eldest brother taught you the right thing."

When I entered the Factory Theater, many people were already seated.

The employees of Volkswagen come here first, the largest number, and the quietest. It feels like they want to watch an elegant stage play, rather than a fashionable street dance.

There is no support equipment prepared in advance under the seats, and the Germans do not seem to have the habit of shaking light sticks and support cards in front of the audience.

Therefore, looking at it coldly, the atmosphere of the first seat facing the stage is dignified, as if there are a lot of judges sitting together.

But Seat B and Seat C are mostly fans from all over the country. They prepared their own support items, waved green support sticks in their hands, and excitedly took pictures with their mobile phones.

There are quite a few fans who are interested in Asia, at least occupying one-third of the entire fan seats.

Most of them are fans of Smecta.

For countries with highly developed entertainment, fan culture is also the focus of management. When Park Jinxi's dance troupe goes to competitions anywhere in the world, they will appear on the scene.

This is very enviable.

This kind of high-quality fans is what every idol desires.

In other words, Park Jinxi's dance troupe has two or three hundred "ladies" following them in the competition.

And "fivelong" is only 20.

This number is not stable yet, the only thing that is certain is that there are only five people who also appeared in Smecta's arena last time, Long Lei, Da Fang and others.

Among those people, there may be some foreign students.

In a blink of an eye, Long Lei and the others had long been submerged in the crowd and couldn't see clearly. There were heads on and off the stage, and because of the dim light, they couldn't even tell the race.

In this competition, players still have no seats.

They entered through the main entrance and were shunted to the backstage of the arena in the venue.

The backstage was cramped and crowded, and the small locked rooms did not know their purpose, and only the largest living room was open for them.

Du Ye and the others walked into the backstage, there was a long passage, the light was dim, but at the end it suddenly became clear.

The space of about [-] square meters is full of tables and chairs. There are already many people sitting there. There are four [-]-inch TVs hanging around the walls. No matter where you sit, you can watch the live broadcast.

The space is just too small.

After the tables and chairs are filled, even walking shoulder to shoulder, so there is no place to warm up.

Experienced teams are used to it and have made sufficient preparations before their arrival. Only a few dance troupes like "fivelong" who come to the finals for the first time will be a little confused and anxious.

Should not be ah.

There was no place to warm up before the game.

How does this compare.

Some anxious teams are even discussing to temporarily leave the backstage and practice in the open space outside the gate.

05: 30.

The staff of the contest organizer walked in holding a lottery box.

Followed by three cameras.

There is a camera with the same sign as the TV car parked at the door, obviously this is a live broadcast.

The staff came to the table directly in front of them, arranged the lottery box and moved it aside.

Say something in German aloud in front of the camera.

This time Du Ye really didn't understand.

But there was applause, as if welcoming someone.

At this time, the crowd outside the door was in a commotion, and a middle-aged man with a big belly and a very high hairline wearing a dark blue suit walked out, but his face was ruddy and he smiled very kindly.

He came to the stage, stood behind the lottery box, smiled at everyone, and introduced himself in English: "I am one of the resident directors of the World Dance Association and the president of the German Dance Association.

My name is Leo Burner. "

"Papa papa." There was applause.

Du Ye and others applauded together.

The applause of Leo Burner and others subsided, and he continued: "Next, I will host and supervise the draw of lots for the participating teams in the "battle of the year" annual finals.

I swear on my own behalf and on behalf of the German Dance Association.

The fairness and justice of this competition fully complies with the rules of the World Dance Association.

Ok.

Next, starting from the left side of the first row, each dance troupe will arrange a representative to draw lots on stage. "

Perhaps it was the arrogance and natural complacency of "beyond the first-class dance troupe" that made them all sit in the front row of the seats.

"Blue House", "Gentleman", and "AJ", the three giants are like the top of the pyramid, and of course they are the first to draw lots.

"Blue House" is Martha, "Gentleman" is Bill, and "AJ" is Park Jin Hee.

The two men gave way to the lady first, and Martha was the first to stuff her hand into the lottery box, and when she raised her hand again, it was the fifth lottery.

Bill and Park Jinhee made an apology. Before the second apology appeared, Park Jinhee stepped forward and stuffed his hands into the lottery box. Bill stood aside smiling, with one hand in his pocket in a graceful posture, watching Park Jinhee's smile Everything is inclusive.

Park Jin Hee raised the hand holding the lottery number high, it was number 17!

Very late number!

Applause came from the scene.

There are also strange whistling whistles.

The "fivelong" was unknown, so Du Ye was also puzzled when he looked around.

It took a while to learn the truth from the front row.

A No. 5 pick.

A No. 17 pick.

What does this mean?

It shows that "Blue House" and "aj" have little chance of meeting each other before the final.

They will be assigned to two different "war tree" sequences in the quarterfinals.

The lucky side may even make it to the finals without difficulty.

Of course, now is not the time to relax.

Because Bill hasn't drawn the lottery yet.

His number of draws is largely related to the direction of the next game.

It can even make people predict the list of finalists.

Bill stepped forward under everyone's curious eyes, and fiddled with the lottery box for a long time.

He always maintained a charming smile on his face, and his emerald green eyes stayed on Martha's figure, showing an indescribable provocation and passion.

Martha crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows in disgust.

at last.

In everyone's expectation, Bill took out his hand.

First he looked down, showing a regretful expression, and then raised his hand.

The note is printed with clear Arabic numerals, number 14.

Oh!

That is to say, there is a high probability that "gentleman" and "aj" will meet before the final?

No wonder it has this expression.

"Boty" has been regarded as Asia's home game in the past two years, and Smecta and the island country have won four championships in rotation.

Even if the "gentleman" is a "boty" old man who once won five consecutive championships, it is very difficult to face "aj" now.

It's really not a good sign.

Maybe the final will come sooner.

Holding the lottery, Bill stepped forward to hold Park Jinxi's hand, and said, "Our luck is really bad. It seems that we have to compete first."

Park Jinxi smiled, glanced at one of the seats, and said, "It's hard to say, who knows, you better hope that they won't draw the lottery in the back row."

"What? Why?" Bill didn't understand.

In Bill's view, their opponents are only each other, and this year's champion must appear among their three dance troupes.

Park Jinxi shrugged, did not speak, turned and sat back on the seat.

After the "Big Three" drew lots, it was the turn of the dance troupe in the back row to step forward.

Each dance troupe sent a representative, and gradually the lottery box got fewer and fewer lottery numbers, but the most terrifying No. 1 lottery never appeared.

Du Ye and the others were sitting in the third row from the bottom, and everyone was silently memorizing the numbers.

Wu Yijun is sensitive to numbers and has been reciting silently. When it was almost their turn, he suddenly said, "No. 1, No. 4, No. 8, No. 16, No. 20, and No. 21 have not been drawn yet.

One in six chances, we won't be so unlucky.

Right. "

At this time, Lan Qing was standing up, ready to go to the stage to draw lots.

Hearing this, he took a deep breath and asked, "Has the No. 1 lottery come out yet?"

Wu Yijun nodded.

Lan Qing let out a long breath: "There is a lot of pressure, is any of you willing to go up and draw lots?"

No one speaks.

Lan Qing was about to bite the bullet and go up.

Du Ye stopped him: "Let Sheng Yao go up. As the boss, only he can bear the pressure at this time. For the blue team, you still need to lead us in the game with a normal heart."

Sheng Yao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I'll do it."

Lan Qing smiled embarrassedly: "Is it suitable?"

Sheng Yao said: "If this is a company, deciding the direction of the company's development is the pressure that the directors should bear. As the president, you only need to implement it and lead the entire company with a normal heart."

Lan Qing was amused, patted Sheng Yao and said, "Good luck."

Sheng Yao stood up, tidied his clothes, and walked up.

The whole process gave people the illusion that he was on the stage to accept the award, elegant and calm, and it was impossible to see his pressure and anxiety from his posture.

Then Sheng Yao came to the lottery box, and the live broadcast camera was aimed at his face.

The young girls who were watching in front of the TV quickly recognized Sheng Yao.

"Oh, it's him, that handsome oriental guy."

"It's not an illusion, he is really handsome, even more handsome than yesterday."

"Is he coming to draw lots? Pray for him."

"What dance troupe does he belong to?"

At this time, Sheng Yao said to the host like every lottery representative before, "Hua Guo, fivelong dance troupe."

in front of the TV.

"Wow, an unfamiliar dance company name."

"Hopefully he dances as well as he looks."

"Is it fivelong? I remember it and will continue to pay attention."

"Wait, look what I found on the Internet? This handsome oriental guy is very famous in China. He turned out to be a film and television actor."

Discussions about Sheng Yao appeared again on social platforms in Germany.

At the same time, in the comment section of the official website of "boty", it has become a hot topic yesterday and it is heated up again today.

[Is he the captain?Or the lead dancer?It's really nice to see in the video. 】

[Although I don't like this one very much, I must admit that his appearance has changed my aesthetics of Asians. 】

【I like his eyes, they are bright, gentle and beautiful, very clean.I have always thought that Asians have small, slender eyes. 】

[The height is also very tall, and the figure is right in the heart. 】

Sheng Yao took his hand out of the lottery box, glanced at the lottery number, and smiled suddenly.

Then he raised his hands high above his head.

It's lottery number eight!

A very nice sign.

Deng Xiaodan took a deep breath and said: "Father is still father, as expected, God stands behind successful people."

Du Ye and Lan Qing looked at each other, and held out their hands at the same time.

Lan Qing said: "Although we will meet Lan House in front, it's pretty good."

Du Ye said: "It doesn't matter who we meet, if we want to win the championship, we must beat everyone."

Lan Qing smiled: "Yes."

Sheng Yao came back with the lottery.

It seemed that he was also very surprised, with a very satisfied smile, and whispered to Du Ye: "I always feel that I have been very lucky recently, and my wishes come true."

Du Ye thought for a while and said, "Perhaps this is the end result."

Sheng Yao raised his eyebrows: "You mean that I was hacked and almost resigned?"

Of course Du Ye was not referring to this.

After passing the hurdle of life and death, the future is naturally open-minded.

The old man said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing.

Perhaps it was because of this heaven-defying luck that God killed Sheng Yao in advance.

Now that Sheng Yao is not dead, good luck comes one after another.

You can buy lottery tickets.

Soon, the last dance troupe drew lots, and the whole session came to an end.

The live camera followed the president of the German Dance Association to leave, and the screen cut back to the front stage again.

With this switch, a huge change took place in the screen.

The LED display lights up, and the Volkswagen logo appears in the most eye-catching position.

At the same time, a dazzling stream of light appeared on the LED screen, either like a vortex, or like a meteor, or meandering like a galaxy.

Loud music blared.

This is the atmosphere of hip-hop.

At this time, the host stepped onto the stage, and everyone saw the host standing among the colorful streamers, as if he had done special effects.

Rare stage tech.

Du Ye raised his eyebrows.

A bit of a surprise.

It can be imagined that there must be very few audiences looking directly at the stage, and everyone will be staring at the LED screen.

The four-meter-high LED display will magnify everyone, so that even the audience sitting in the last row can see clearly.

The host was introducing the referees, and the players were discussing the new stage layout in the background. At this time, a staff member came in and notified the players who had drawn the top three numbers in the lottery to enter the arena to prepare for the match.

The crowd moved.

A total of less than 200 people.

Now thirty people left at once, and the neatly arranged seats were obviously empty.

Du Ye and the others drew the No. 8 lottery, and it will be their turn soon.

All a little restless.

This is normal.

The dance troupe with the No. 4 lottery has already got up and is arranging clothes on the spot.

They spoke their native languages ​​and occasionally glanced at the Blue House dance troupe.

The "Blue House" that draws the No. 5 lottery will become the most difficult challenge for the dance troupe that has drawn the front row lottery.

But now that they have come here, no one wants to go back in obscurity, and everyone has the dream of being a champion.

The "blue house" in front of them became the focus of their discussions.

In this regard, the "Blue House" dance troupe was indifferent.

Their strength is unquestionable, and their goal is only the championship.

Only those few two dance troupes.

In their eyes, apart from "gentleman" and "aj", other dance troupes can't compete with them at all.

Those voices of discussion and vigilant eyes are just decorations for their victory, and they are the stepping stones for them to reach the championship podium.

These first-class dance troupes are not worthy of their vigilance, and dance troupes such as "fivelong", which entered the "boty" finals for the first time, can't keep their eyes on them.

They believe in it.

In this "war tree" sequence, they will inevitably enter the semi-finals as No.1.

The progress at the front desk was very fast.

The host introduced the referee, and after the referee was seated, the first group of contestants stepped onto the stage.

The picture was pushed forward, and the LED screens on both sides were invisible. There was only a huge LED screen behind the stage, but it was blocked by the dance troupe on the stage, so it was not clear enough to see.

Du Ye, who originally wanted to see high technology, could only focus on the stage.

The floor of the stage is still pasted with the logo as usual.

It is not only to promote the sponsoring company, but also to set a core for the stage, so that the dance troupe can locate on it.

This is a dance troupe from Pakistan. They all have slightly darker skin and are not too tall. They feel that the overall image is very solid. It looks like a powerful dance troupe.

This is a pure breaking dance company.

Dressed in a head-to-toe black tracksuit, they quickly took their positions on stage.

Two seconds later, the music started.

The football in Pakistan is very strong, and the Germans who like to watch football love their houses and Ukraine, and gave them very warm applause and encouragement.

A track with some samba elements, but cut.

At the same time, street dances that are different from Asian hip-hop elements appeared in front of us.

Samba is the national standard.

It is a world-renowned dance that originated in Pakistan.

Hot, sexy, passionate, unrestrained.

The breaking dance is trendy, handsome, and pursues the limit of human physical fitness.

The two sides don't have too many repetitive elements.

But the dance troupe in Baguo skillfully combined these two dance styles, which can only be done by dancers who have studied samba and breaking to the extreme at the same time.

not bad.

It not only shows the culture of their own country, but also highlights the unique style of the dance troupe.

With the competition at this level, there will never be too bad a dance troupe on the stage.

The strength is very close, and the display of style becomes the top priority.

The performance of the first dance troupe ended with warm applause from the audience.

There was also applause from the background.

even an opponent.

Will still appreciate the opponent's work.

After all, excellent works are not divided into nationalities, and they will not be restricted by jealousy. It is clear at a glance whether they are good or bad.

Instead of resisting understanding, what is the difference between working behind closed doors.

Du Ye also applauded after watching it, and said, "Samba and breaking together look great, doesn't it?"

Sheng Yao nodded: "It's not obtrusive, it seems like they should be together naturally, it took a lot of effort to arrange, I don't know how the referee will score."

Du Ye said, "Guess."

Sheng Yao said, "Must have 13 or more points."

Soon, the referee's scores appeared on three large led screens.

The same picture was displayed on the huge screen, and the dance troupe members of Pakistan turned their heads to look at it without taking a breath.

12.89 points!

"This score is a bit low!" Sheng Yao was dissatisfied with his wrong guess, and argued, "The first player really suffered a disadvantage. The mind score can reach 4.4, but the referee only gave 4.2 points."

Du Ye thought for a while and said, "This is the cultural difference, and it is also the problem most of our dance troupes face."

Sheng Yao nodded: "Every dance troupe wants to show their individuality and standards, but whether they are individualized or not is not decided by us, but by the market.

The referee did not approve of such a fusion method, and the dance troupe obviously failed in its attempt.If they skip normal breaking, maybe the score can be higher.

In an art competition like this, it is so important to please the audience and the referees.

Just like we were still praising the perfect integration of Pakistan, but now we are already looking for the reasons for their failure.

This may be the reason why boty roads become narrower and narrower.

It is also the reason why we are gradually homogenizing. "

Du Ye smiled: "It's cruel."

Sheng Yao shook his head: "Aesthetics can never be consistent. My honey is your arsenic. We just need to ensure that we stand in the general direction of aesthetics."

Du Ye looked at him: "Even if it lacks personality?"

Sheng Yao said: "Different competitions have different aesthetics, and performances and competitions also have different aesthetics. We will face different requirements in every stage of the challenge. Isn't this interesting enough?"

Lan Qing didn't know how long she had been listening, but at this moment she turned her head to Sheng Yao and said, "It suddenly dawned on me, thank you."

Sheng Yao patted Lan Qing on the shoulder and smiled.

The Pakistani contestants seemed very disappointed with the result. The smiles on their faces disappeared, they embraced, took a hasty curtain call, and then turned and left the stage.

The second group of players took the stage.

At this time, the staff of the contest team yelled outside the door: "No. 4 enters, No. 5 prepares."

After the words fell, Martha and the others stood up.

Martha is a very sexy European and American girl. Her blonde hair is braided and fastened high on her head, revealing her beautifully shaped and slender neck.

She took off her thick coat, revealing a high-waisted t-shirt she was wearing underneath. The vest line could be clearly seen on her flat stomach, and she even had thin, well-shaped abdominal muscles.

This girl is protruding forward and backward, her body shape perfectly conforms to the aesthetic preferences of Europeans and Americans, her face is painted with rich European and American makeup, and she speaks and acts like a queen.

Deng Xiaodan liked Martha very much, and stared at Martha with straight eyes.

And there were not a few people who looked at Martha with this kind of eyes, and Martha didn't feel offended at all. Instead, she puffed out her proud chest and walked out with her head held high.

Deng Xiaodan withdrew his gaze reluctantly, as if talking to himself: "The goddess must win, her aura is so strong, if she gives me a glare, my soul will fly away, she must be the strongest."

Wu Yijun seemed to be too young, and he had no intention of awakening the love between men and women, so he devoted all his attention to learning and dancing, and said in a puzzled way: "What should we do if they win? Wake up, of course it's us!" Won."

Deng Xiaodan said: "Yes, if we win, she will look at me differently, and then find that I am handsome and strong. Maybe we can have a cross-border love."

Wu Yijun complained: "Even if people look at it, they are looking at my brother, or brother Yao."

Deng Xiaodan sternly corrected: "The aesthetics of foreigners is different from that of Asians. They are popular in Asia. When they come to Europe and the United States, they have to look at me, Deng Xiaodan."

Hearing this, Miao Zhi couldn't help laughing, and patted Deng Xiaodan on the shoulder and said, "Brother Dan, you will successfully get her attention."

"That's right!" Deng Xiaodan gave Wu Yijun a contemptuous look, "What do you know, a person like you who doesn't even have a girlfriend?"

Everyone chatted and laughed, and the dance troupe on the 2nd also came to the stage and finished dancing.

The score came out, or only 12.75 points.

Obviously, in the finals, the referees became very cautious in giving points, and there was an obvious situation of pressing points.

But as the game progresses, it should be a little more relaxed.

After all, the first world-class dance troupe "Blue House" is about to play.

Once the referee's score is turned on, the scores of the following dance companies will increase significantly, and works with 13 points will appear frequently.

After all, they are the number one dance troupe in China.

They get 13 points to be the normal score.

When the staff shouted again to let player No. 6 prepare.

Sheng Yao pursed his lips and said to Du Ye, "I'm starting to feel nervous."

Du Ye nodded.

It's time to get nervous.

Sheng Yao became nervous, thinking about how other people would feel.

Probably only Miao Zhi has a good mentality.

He doesn't need to play, his mentality is of course good.

Deng Xiaodan stopped bragging and talking nonsense.

Wu Yijun was listening to music with headphones on.

Ji Yuanbin and Long Long watched the live TV broadcast with serious expressions, without saying a word.

Lan Qing thought for a while, got up and asked, "Get up and go to the bathroom."

Crash, all seven official members of "fivelong" got up, including Du Ye.

Du Ye has rich experience in competitions, but he should still be nervous.

After all, this is the final field.

It was Du Ye's eternal regret in his previous life.

More than anyone else, he hoped that this competition could achieve a good result.

Make regrets complete.

As the saying goes, the greater the expectation, the stronger the anxiety.

He was also a little nervous.

Du Ye and others left together, leaving Miao Zhi waiting for news.

Miao Zhi didn't dare to be distracted, and paid close attention to the surrounding situation, and then saw Park Jinxi, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly stood up and followed Du Ye and the others out the door.

Miao Zhi didn't think much about it. He joined the team too late and didn't participate in Smecta's qualifying competition. He only knew that their team seemed to have a good relationship with "aj", so he took a look and turned his eyes away.

Du Ye doesn't have to go to the bathroom, it's just some small habits before the game.

He was at the end of the line, and Deng Xiaodan, who had come as soon as he said it, ran forward with his legs crossed.

Even Sheng Yao couldn't help walking to the front because of unprecedented nervousness, leaving him alone at the back.

At this moment, a hand was put on his shoulder, and a head came out from the back of his neck like a poisonous snake, making a familiar and creepy voice, "Hi, Du."

Du Ye swears that he is absolutely instinctive, a stress reaction.

Startled, he swung his arm up and hit Park Jinxi's chin.

Park Jinxi let out an "owwow", covered her mouth and bent down.

"It hurts~" He howled miserably.

The sudden voice disturbed the people in front, Sheng Yao looked back, and immediately walked back to Du Ye with an ugly expression, stood in front of him, and looked at Park Jinxi with hostility.

If it wasn't for Pu Jinxi vomiting blood miserably, Sheng Yao's appearance would look like Du Ye suffered a big loss and was bullied.

Pu Jinxi was knocked on the chin by Du Ye's abductee and bit his tongue.

How miserable.

bleeding.

His expression was contorted, his veins were throbbing with pain, while touching the blood on his tongue, he looked at Du Ye with red eyes and aggrieved.

With his tongue out, he said quickly in Smecta vaguely: "I hurt so much, did you hit me? Did you hit me? Why don't you come over and apologize, won't you go wash with me? Du, I'm in pain, I'm bleeding, I'm so miserable."

Du Ye pursed his lips, pushed Sheng Yao's back, and pushed him out: "You help him to the bathroom."

Sheng Yao was surprised: "Why me?"

Park Jin Hee also discerned their intentions from their actions, and said, "Why him? I don't want him."

Sheng Yao and Park Jinxi looked at each other with disgust. They used to have a pretty good relationship, but now they are unwilling to get close to each other.

As for Du Ye, the "disaster", out of concern for his boyfriend's glassy heart, he had no intention of stepping forward to take care of her.

Seeing that she was about to freeze here, Lan Qing came up with a smile, bent down to support Park Jinxi's arm, and said softly, "I'll accompany you to the bathroom."

Park Jinxi opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

Lan Qing smiled, but her voice turned cold, and said: "We are about to compete, what's the matter, we can talk about it after the match, okay?"

Park Jinxi came to his senses, put away his playful thoughts, nodded and stood up, and really left with Lan Qing.

Sheng Yao pursed his lips and watched Park Jinxi's figure disappear, then looked at Du Ye and asked, "What did he do?"

Du Ye turned the big issue into a small one, without going into details, he just said: "Suddenly speaking, I was shocked."

But who is Sheng Yao? He sees Du Ye like an eyeball, so how could he be fooled easily? Hearing this, he said affirmatively, "He's close to you? If he doesn't stick close to you, can he scare you?"

Du Ye could only nod his head, not daring to mention that he was put on his shoulders, he was afraid that Sheng Yao would rush up and break his hand.

Sheng Yao pursed his lips: "Good fight."

This heart is sideways.

While talking, the two had already arrived at the door of the bathroom, and when they walked in, there were only six urinals and six pits in total, and the people in front of them instantly filled up.

Du Ye simply took a step back and went back outside the door with Sheng Yao.

Park Jinxi was cleaning the wound at the sink two meters away, and Lan Qing followed patiently beside her, apologizing on Du Ye's behalf.

Sheng Yao frowned as he watched, and he hated Park Jinxi more and more from the bottom of his heart.

Du Ye tugged on Sheng Yao's sleeve, seeing that Sheng Yao didn't feel it, he took his wrist and shook it, Sheng Yao turned to look at him.

Du Ye asked: "Just treat him as an annoying cockroach and ignore him."

Sheng Yao said solemnly: "If there are cockroaches in my house, I will move if I don't shoot them to death. If there are cockroaches, there will be no me."

Du Ye: ...

Persuasion failed.

Du Ye thought about it again: "Just treat it as being bitten by a mad dog."

Sheng Yao said: "When a mad dog bites me, I will call the police and let the dog-catching team come over and execute him immediately. Who knows how many people it will bite after it bites me. We must stop it when it kills the people."

Du Ye: ...

Didn't find it to be poisonous.

Du Ye thought for a while, glanced left and right, tiptoed, and quickly kissed the corner of Sheng Yao's mouth.

Sheng Yao looked at him in surprise.

Du Ye looked at him quietly, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, his eyes were soft, and he didn't speak.

So the hostility in Sheng Yao's eyes disappeared little by little, and the corners of his eyes and brows relaxed, and he approached Du Ye, and said in a low voice, "I listened to you, I'm not angry anymore, it's not worth getting angry with this pervert."

Du Ye smiled.

success.

Lan Qing had forgotten to speak for a long time.

His eyes were almost blinded by this pair of unscrupulous people.

what does it mean?

They all compare people to mad dogs and cockroaches, but a kiss is enough?

It's a pity that Park Jinxi can't speak Chinese. If I knew what you said, I would probably be able to find you desperately.

Lan Qing glanced at Park Jinxi who was still vomiting blood with his head bowed, his eyes were full of sympathy.

How self-abuse is this, persistently molesting Du Ye, one man has a heart like iron, and the other has a heart of stone, you are not hitting an egg with a rock, why bother?

It should be said that it is the brain of a genius, I and other mortals really don't understand it.

Park Jinxi is making trouble, but there is still a bottom line.

When she regained her senses, she urged Lan Qing to do her own work, washed her face, and walked away listlessly.

When Du Ye came back after solving the problem, Park Jinxi was no longer there.

It was a bit of a surprise.

I feel that Park Jinxi is a neurotic, but it is difficult for people to hate him completely. He is probably an overly proud and conceited person. When he is crazy, no one can understand him.

If it weren't for the fact that there seemed to be a possible "emotional" element among them, such friends would still be worth keeping.

All members of "fivelong" assembled, and when they returned to the lounge door, the staff just informed them that they were going to enter