my brother is not cute at all

"Yang Yue, the ball has rolled to your side, hurry up and pick it up."

The severe winter in the north has ushered in the first snow, and it is covered with a thin layer of gray white everywhere. The three-color patterned ball is stained with muddy snow. Roll over.

The moment he was about to fall off the cliff, he chased after him and stretched out his hand to grab it. At some point, a ghostly figure quietly flashed behind him, and then, a devilish whisper sounded in his ears——

"If you can't pick up the ball, you're going to die."

In the next second, the bleak cold wind whizzed away to the distance, like a sharp giant blade instantly cutting the scene in front of me into countless fragments, sharp stones, gray sky, and sharp bald spots piercing the sky. The branches, all swaying away in a flash...

There was a sound of "Boom" and the water splashed!

He sank into a piercing darkness, and the aquatic plants at the bottom of the pool pulled him like countless ghost hands, dragging his heavy body down, falling...

The chaotic sound of water knocked against the eardrums, and the scene in front of him became more and more blurred. Before he lost consciousness, he saw a hazy figure in the darkness rushing towards him with open arms.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright."

The moment the feeling of suffocation left his throat, he seemed to hear the sound of a crisp silver bell coming from far away in the sky——

jingle……

Yang Yue suddenly opened her eyes and struggled to get up!

The ear-piercing sound of cicadas pierced into the eardrums, and in front of you was a large and bright practice room. The bright afternoon sun shone in from the tall glass windows, mixed with the shadows of trees, and cast mottled spots on the old floor, creaking. The whistling sound of the fan suddenly dragged his thoughts back to reality.

...is a dream.

Yang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, inserted her five fingers into her half-length hair, and distractedly scratched the shiny black hair, revealing her white and full forehead like white jade.

He has been under too much pressure recently, so he just fell asleep in a daze in the practice room. During his drowsiness, he would be haunted by nightmares and make his heart agitated.

There was the sound of slow footsteps in the corridor. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and the boy at the door walked in yawning. The moment he saw him, his open mouth suddenly froze in the air.

"Senior, why are you here so early?"

Yang Yue glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, the sound was like ice in February, with biting coldness: "Rehearsal at one o'clock is scheduled, let's see what time it is, where are you guys?"

The boy looked at the wall clock at five past one, and smiled awkwardly: "We are late in the morning, and everyone at this time...maybe overslept."

Yang Yue stood up from the cushion specially used for the carpet technique class, and walked towards him with a blank face: "I'll wash my face, and I will call everyone in five minutes. Those who don't come can skip my class this semester." gone."

While talking, he unceremoniously pushed away the boy who was standing at the door, and walked to the bathroom, leaving the boy standing there in a daze for two seconds, frantically picking up his mobile phone and shouting frantically in the rehearsal group.

Strong water flowed out from the faucet, Yang Yue washed his face indiscriminately, wet the broken hair on his forehead, he simply pushed back the wet hair, and the tips of his teeth deftly pulled the hair on his wrist The rubber band was picked up, and the half-length middle hair was twisted into a half ball and tied behind the head.

The lingering nightmare in his head brought his memory back to the cold winter when he was 9 years old. The gray sky was covered with fine snow, and he and his two older brothers who bullied him since childhood were playing ball in the park near the house.

That day the second elder brother treated him surprisingly well, bought him Monkey King's doughnuts, and gave him the stuffed candies in his pocket. At that time, he naively thought that there was a prejudiced high road between their brothers. The wall was about to be broken, but unexpectedly, the lychee-flavored candy almost became the last candy he ate in his life.

During the week when he was comatose in the hospital, he saw the vague figure flying towards him with open arms several times in his dreams at the last moment, but he couldn't see his face clearly, and only remembered the sentence that lingered in his ears : Don't be afraid, it's okay.

A week later, he survived a catastrophe, and finally woke up from the coma with a high fever, but found that there was no face of Monkey King at hand, and there was no one who rescued him from the brink of death, only his second brother had a gentle face on his face. There was a bit of a sinister smile hidden under it, and it whispered softly in his ear——

"Our family doesn't welcome outsiders. I actually wanted you to die a long time ago."

A cold feeling of suffocation quickly climbed from the ankle to the neck. Yang Yue closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, the pair of apricot pupils that were always calm off the stage had returned to normal sedation.

It's been so long, don't even think about it.

He shook his head and hurried back to the rehearsal hall.

He took advantage of his summer vacation to tour the country and went to the southwestern minority areas to gather folk songs. After being inspired, he created a large male group dance. After that, he successfully advanced to the finals in the new Begonia Dance Competition. In less than half a month, the newly revised rhythm, scheduling, and actions were all unsatisfactory.

Coupled with the recent irritability one after another, his temper, which was not very good, became even more irritable.

The afternoon sun made people tired and sleepy, and the rehearsal students were all listless. During the third round of music, a small formation error finally made Yang Yue's evil fire burst out It came out and turned on the ruthless machine gun shooting mode, and all students who made mistakes were spared.

He first rushed up to pick up the students who had run out of the designated spot: "Open your eyes and see where the stage line is. Did you run so far ahead because you wanted to rush to the judges' seat to pay New Year's greetings during the competition?"

Turning around, he slapped the chest of the boy behind him mercilessly: "Is the rhythm full and you run to dispatch? Are you rushing so fast to use your chest muscles to block the eye on the battlefield?"

Then the boy at the end of the line snapped his fingers loudly between his eyebrows, waking him up instantly like a muffled thunder on a sunny day.

"Wake up, can you forget the movements of dancing for more than half a month? Did you use your brain to cook hot pot last night?"

After speaking, Yang Yue tapped the arm of the person next to him: "Who asked you to make gestures? Is your hand the balloon man who greets guests at the entrance of the supermarket?"

"..."

The boys being trained bowed their heads one by one, stood on the spot with mournful faces, not daring to take a breath, and experienced the rumors that have been circulating in the dance academy for a long time——

Teacher Xiao Yang hates people, every word is terrific, and every sentence is cruel.

The fan creaked and turned on the ceiling. After Yang Yue showed the same skills as the rumors, she suppressed her anger and made a precise summary to the boys in the rehearsal hall.

"I asked you to dance all the big dances, but you just gave me Shuangfeiyan to dance like this? How did you get in the exam? I hang meat on the fan, and the dog can dance higher than you."

All boys: "..."

Just when Yang Yue was vividly interpreting the part of my anger that you can't bear, a life-saving hum suddenly sounded from the low cabinet in front of the mirror.

Yang Yue glanced at the screen of the phone following the vibrating sound, grabbed the phone irritably and told everyone: "I will give you half an hour to practice what you don't know. I will come back to check after half an hour. If anyone makes a mistake again, just stay here." Dance for me all night."

After saying that, he walked out of the classroom with a cold and heartless figure behind him, and there was a burst of wailing immediately behind him.

Walking to the corner of the corridor, Yang Yue answered the phone just before it was about to hang up.Immediately, Ji Wanyu's gentle voice came from the other end.

"Xiaoyue, I wanted you to dance a sleeve dance at my wedding to support the stage. How are you preparing?"

It was only then that Yang Yue remembered that his long-divorced mother was about to get married for a second time. Recently, she had been intensively preparing for the wedding, and she wanted him to perform a dance at the wedding half a month ago. At that time, she was obsessed with costume dramas. After soaking for a long time, he finally let go, but this matter was quickly forgotten, and now counting the time, it is almost the end.

"I'm not ready yet," Yang Yue replied truthfully, and asked again: "When will you get married?"

"It's tomorrow." Ji Wanyu couldn't laugh or cry on the other end: "You child, why don't you even remember the date? Mom really loved you for so many years."

When she arrived half a month ago, she didn't feel how fast life passed, but thinking about it now, Yang Yue couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Mom, can I not dance? Didn't you say that there will be a live media broadcast on the wedding day, and many dance troupes and bands will be invited to perform? I won't miss one of them, right?" Yang Yue tried to convince her by biting the nail on her thumb.

Ji Wanyu acted a little disappointed, "But didn't you promise mom a long time ago?"

"Okay, then I'll prepare later," Yang Yue didn't want to spoil her interest, so she could only bite the bullet and agree.

There was silence for a while, and then asked cautiously: "Are you busy recently? Otherwise, come and live at home tonight, and you will soon become a family. Your Uncle Hou wants you to meet his son tonight."

Ji Wanyu's second marriage partner is the president of Haiheng Jewelry. Yang Yue has heard her mention that there is a young master who is a few years older than him, but the two have been busy with their own business, so they haven't seen each other until now. noodle.

If we become a family, I'm afraid we will have another brother...

——Our family does not welcome outsiders, in fact, I have long wanted you to die.

Here it is again, the nightmare-like image that constantly haunts her flashes through her mind, Yang Yue gathers herself up, stops the movement of grabbing her hands, and suddenly feels a burst of exhaustion.

"Forget it, I'm going to rehearse very late today, it's too far over there, it's inconvenient for me to go there."

Ji Wanyu wanted to struggle again: "I can ask the driver to pick you up!"

"Xiaoyue, you are about to have an extra brother. Come back to see him tonight. You guys should contact him in advance so that we can take care of him in the future."

Yang Yue smiled helplessly: "Mom, it's you living with Uncle Hou, not me living with him, isn't it the same if we meet sooner or later? I'll go back with you after the wedding tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, before Ji Wanyu could refute, he said again: "It's time for me to rehearse, I will remember the dance, you hurry up and do your work, I'm going to hang up."

He hung up the phone without waiting for an answer, and stared at the screen for a moment, the surging irritability rolled up from his chest again.

"It's annoying, I don't want to have another brother."

Muttering in her mouth, Yang Yue returned to the rehearsal hall full of anger.

The high-quality night gecko stopped and crawled slowly on a white and delicate hand, rolled a pair of black eyes, and hooked away a mealworm held on the tweezers with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh, I ate it, the cutie is awesome!" Fingers painted with red nail polish lightly stroked its dark head, expressing sincere appreciation.

"Can you stop giving my pet a random name, I call it Hei Dazhuang now, and it ignores me," Hou Zeqi straightened the neckline of his suit, turned around from the full-length mirror in the living room, and saw The woman on the sofa picked up another mealworm carefully, and immediately became unhappy: "Hey, don't feed it, it will make you sick if you feed it again."

The restrained woman put down the mealworm sullenly, and looked up at the person in front of the full-length mirror.

The afternoon sun leaked in from the thin gauze curtain, and the mixed-race man whose facial features collided with the East and the West stood in the soft light, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and extraordinary appearance. He was dressed in a custom-made wine red suit with wide shoulders and narrow waist. If it weren't for the slight cynical meaning shown by the wanton open collar of the shirt, if he was dragged directly to the runway, it would definitely cause a sensation in the audience.

"Button your shirt and tie your custom light champagne tie," the woman said.

Hou Zeqi was very rebellious: "Don't prick, it's hot."

"It's not that the hotel doesn't have air-conditioning, can you still be so hot? There will be so much media at the scene tomorrow, you'd better clean up for me! Don't give me—"

Hou Zeqi interrupted her just in time before she started a sermon: "Stop talking a few words, I'll lend you Hei Dazhuang to raise him for two days later."

"If you don't tie it, don't tie it. Put the cufflinks on," the woman changed her mind decisively, gnashing her teeth in her heart, thinking that this damn boy is really pinching my mother's life to death.

The exquisite sapphire blue box is printed with "Haiheng Jewelry" in thin gold letters. After opening, there are two honey-yellow opal mother-of-pearl cufflinks on the black fine velvet cloth. Hou Zeqi picked up one and held it in the sun After identifying the refractive index of the gemstone, a word of appreciation rarely popped out of his mouth.

"Well, the designer this time is not bad."

"That's it. After all, it's a gift carefully designed by your stepmother. Come on, change your clothes now, and go back to the main residence to meet her tonight."

The author says:

1. There is no prototype for the character, the stalk is all my own, if there is any similarity, it is purely a tacit understanding

2. Qi’s personality is different from that in middle school, because he has experienced some things, there is no OOC

3. This article will involve some knowledge about modern dance, Chinese classical dance and choreography. Some things are very abstract, so I will do some science popularization on Weibo @八宝大宗攻, and I am very happy for interested babies Come to understand the charm of dance art

4. If the character or plot in my writing touches everyone's thunder point, it is purely my problem. You can abandon the article but don't attack the character.Still the same sentence, my sons are my darlings, you don’t need to love them, but please don’t hurt them

The old rules, I wish the babies who read the article to get rich in the New Year, and their appearance soars~