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It wasn't until the sound of hitting the board that Ye Zhuyi turned around and adjusted her standing posture, and raised her eyes slowly, that Lu Buping suddenly realized that Ye Zhuyi was not unprepared, she was just suppressing the brewing emotions with a calm appearance.

In the camera, Ye Zhuyi's forearm rests on the handrail of the stairs, her hips stick out, her standing posture is enchanting and charming, but she is full of laziness that makes everything tasteless.

The beautiful fingers resting on the armrest rise and fall, as if listening to the music played by the band on the stage downstairs, tapping the armrest with the fingertips in response to the beat.

Ye Zhuyi raised her eyelids slightly, turned her beautiful eyes slightly, and condescendingly scanned all kinds of people in the dance hall downstairs, disgust, disgust, and irritability welled up in her eyes.

Everything in the ballroom was once something she sniffed and despised.

Eyes finally fell on Qin Zhizhen, Ye Zhuyi pulled her lips, and said with a smile, "What kind of seduction is it? Do you want him to order a few more bottles of good wine? Do you dance with me a few more times? Or let him come in later? Are you only looking for me in this dance hall?"

The tone is light, as if he is too lazy to speak with more energy.

When she spoke the lines, the movement of her fingertips stopped, and her fingers suddenly curled up and then loosened, her thin shoulders collapsed, her eyes were empty, but there was still a smile on the corner of her lips.

With a few simple movements and this line, it seems to be able to see the soul that struggled violently under the skin twice, and finally compromised with reality.

The seemingly calm eyes suppressed endless sadness and sorrow, and there was a sarcastic smile on his lips, mocking this world and his own destiny.

In fact, she is nothing more than that, and she also wants to do things she doesn't bother to do. For the sake of making a living, she has to wander between the feasting and feasting every day, with a smiling face, twisting her waist and looking at her face to please others.

Qin Zhizhen looked up at her after this line. There was a distance between the two of them. There were people coming and going in the ballroom and the lights were bright. They met each other, but they couldn't see each other clearly.

In the camera, Qin Zhizhen had a cynical smile on her face, but her eyes were deep and sharp. She was examining Ye Zhuyi, and she was thinking about something while rubbing the index finger of the hand resting on her chin.

Ye Zhuyi gracefully went downstairs.

At the top of the stairs, Ye Zhuyi heard the dancers say, "If you follow Yin Xingmang, you won't worry about the rest of your life, but it's a pity that you have a cold personality." She narrowed her eyes, raised her hands to brush her hair, and walked to Qin Zhizhen's table in a leisurely manner. .

As he got closer, Ye Zhuyi could see Qin Zhizhen's expression clearly. The corners of his lips were slightly raised in an arc that seemed to be a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes. , but it gives people a condescending feeling.

A charming and charming smile appeared on Ye Zhuyi's face, "I heard that Mr. Yin bought my time for tonight. Man Qing first thank Mr. Yin for being so supportive."

She bent down and was about to sit down next to Qin Zhizhen, but Qin Zhizhen suddenly said, "Sit across."

Ye Zhuyi was stunned.

The audition site is only furnished with this sofa, and the opposite side is empty, sit on the opposite side... sit on the floor?

Her mind was spinning quickly, and Lu Buping said that this audition was a test of improvisation, to see if she could catch Qin Zhizhen's play.

"Who comes to the ballroom to stare face-to-face with the dancer? If Mr. Yin doesn't like to get too close." Ye Zhuyi kept the smile on his face, and sat down on the other side softly, pulling the two of them slightly apart. The distance between them was discussed in a soft voice, "Can I sit farther away?"

It sounds like a discussion, everyone has already sat down, can you get up and throw it across the way?Qin Zhizhen frowned, then quickly let go, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing, acquiescing.

Ye Zhuyi pulled out the menu from under the glass table, and asked, "What would Mr. Yin want to drink?" Pressing the menu with pale fingers, he pushed it in front of Qin Zhizhen, and bent his upper body, as if to introduce the items on the menu to Qin Zhizhen .

Calmly, he narrowed the distance again.

Qin Zhizhen raised her eyes, obviously aware of this change, she glanced at Ye Zhuyi's collarbone under the collar, leaned back, lost interest, "I don't drink anything."

"What about desserts? We just got a new chef here, and his skills are very—"

"No need."

Ye Zhuyi let go of the hand holding the menu, leaned forward on the sofa, leaned forward towards Qin Zhizhen, stared at her seductively, exhaled like blue, "I don't want to drink or eat, then let's chat casually." Let's order something, what hobbies does Mr. Yin have on weekdays?"

It's like a seesaw between the two, you come and go to control the distance.

The smile on Qin Zhizhen's lips suddenly became stronger by two points. She took out a dance ticket from the pocket of her suit jacket and laid it between the two of them, covering Ye Zhuyi's eyes.

Looking down on the dance ticket, you can see that Ye Zhuyi's red lips were bent, and she stretched out her hand to caress Qin Zhizhen's lips bit by bit.

The two hands overlapped, and the cool and delicate touch was transmitted through the palms.

Ye Zhuyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she really wanted to hold this hand and hold it tightly, but she couldn't now... She closed her eyes, and the desire was forcibly suppressed.

Outside the camera, he straightened his back and squinted his eyes.Qin Zhizhen also did the dance ticket to cover his eyes with Mu Wangning, but he was not very satisfied with Mu Wangning's uneven performance. Mu Wangning only showed surprise, but Ye Zhuyi's subtle struggle was just right.Shen Manqing really needed money to be a dancer. She was pleasantly surprised to see so many dance tickets, and she wanted it, but the pride of a young lady in her heart was still there, and the self-struggle should be far greater than the surprise.

Ye Zhuyi's hand covered Qin Zhizhen's, pinching the dance ticket with her fingertips, her red lips moved, and her delicate voice was filled with a smile, "Does Mr. Yin want to dance?"

The warm palm wrapped her hand, and the feeling of rubbing her fingertips was very clear.

Qin Zhizhen glanced at Ye Zhuyi's slightly parted red lips, and decisively withdrew the dance ticket, "As long as you sit here quietly and don't worry about me, this dance ticket belongs to you gone."

Qin Zhizhen casually threw a thick book of dance tickets on the table.

There was no shield in front of her eyes, and Ye Zhuyi saw that Qin Zhizhen was frowning at the moment, her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, that smile disappeared at some point, she looked like she was suppressing her temper and was very impatient .

Qin Zhizhen put down his crossed legs and leaned over to pick up the cigarettes on the coffee table.

You don't need to chat or dance, just sit quietly and you can get dance tickets that can be exchanged for money. How easy it is to accomplish, and it is the dream of many dancers.Ye Zhuyi's complexion became very bad, she thought about the fate of those dancers who couldn't complete the task.

Lowering her hands in desperation, Ye Zhuyi glanced at Qin Zhizhen leisurely and unwillingly.

At this moment, the distance between them is very close, Ye Zhuyi's body is still leaning forward, Qin Zhizhen has a cigarette in her mouth, after lighting the cigarette, she puts down the lighter, and curls the hair hanging from her forehead behind her ear.

Ye Zhuyi's eyes were glued to Qin Zhizhen's exposed small ears, with disbelief, doubt and uncertainty intertwined in her eyes, the hands on her legs slowly tightened, and she sat up straight.

The distance between the two was opened again.Qin Zhizhen put his elbows on his thighs, leaned over his upper body, hung a cigarette between his fingers on the ashtray, and shook off a little ash.

Ye Zhuyi stared at her hand holding the cigarette, took a deep breath, and smiled again, "Mr. Yin, can I have a cigarette?"

"Do as you please." Perhaps thinking she was settled down, Qin Zhizhen's voice was much gentler.

Ye Zhuyi leaned over to get a cigarette, and Qin Zhizhen straightened up and leaned back against the sofa.

Anyway, I don't want to get close.

Ye Zhuyi took the cigarette and didn't hold it or light it. She just held the cigarette between her fingers, holding it in the same posture as Qin Zhizhen.

She raised her hand, turned her body and said to Qin Zhizhen, "I heard people say that you can tell a man or woman from the gesture of holding a cigarette."

Qin Zhizhen exhaled a puff of smoke, the smoke was so lingering that her expression could hardly be seen clearly, she sneered, "It's nonsense."

"Indeed." Ye Zhuyi also smiled, "However, Mr. Yin's reaction is really different. It's the first time I've seen someone deny it so quickly and be so sure that it's a lie."

There was a smile on the corner of Qin Zhizhen's lips, but his eyes were as calm as the hidden and surging sea, and his tone was extremely cold, "Miss Shen has met too few people."

"There are a lot of people in this dance hall every day." Ye Zhuyi looked at the cigarette in his hand, but never lit it. "The people who come to this dance hall are not here to dance, or to order dancers to sit on the stage and chat. Naturally, I also meet There are three kinds of people who are not interested in this kind of people. Does Mr. Yin know which three kinds of people they are?"

In the camera, Qin Zhizhen was smoking a cigarette, her smile seemed to be suppressed because of the smoke in her mouth, her dark eyes pierced through the smoke and nailed hard on Ye Zhuyi's body, as if she wanted to gouge her Skinny, take a look at what she really wants to do.

An invisible pressure enveloped Ye Zhuyi. At such a distance, she was almost completely exposed to Qin Zhizhen's eyes, and was crushed by Qin Zhizhen's eyes.

This is not so good...

Before waiting for an answer, Ye Zhuyi said to himself, "The first type of people, they are not interested in women, they are only interested in the same sex." Ye Zhuyi put down the cigarette, straightened her upper body and approached Qin Zhizhen a little bit, "The second type And I'm not interested in women, because they are girls in the first place."

Ye Zhuyi's hand touched Qin Zhizhen's soft lips, and pinched the cigarette between her thin lips.Almost at the same time, Qin Zhizhen grabbed her wrist.

"The third type is the one who brought a mission, and his heart is not here. Mr. Yin, oh no, maybe I should call you—" Ye Zhuyi suddenly leaned towards Qin Zhizhen and pressed it against her ear, her voice loud Very low and soft, like a whisper between lovers, "Miss Yin?"

Qin Zhizhen's back stiffened suddenly, and the hand holding Ye Zhuyi's wrist was tense, as if using a lot of strength, the veins and veins on the back of the hand were clearly visible, and Ye Zhuyi's fingers were trembling, and she was dragged down and suppressed by her little by little. side.

The smoke between Ye Zhuyi's fingers flickered.

Ashes shook to the ground, a wisp of smoke twisted in the air.

Qin Zhizhen's other hand was pinching Ye Zhuyi's neck without exerting any force at all, his fingertips were rubbing back and forth on the soft and smooth neck, extremely gentle and intimate.

In the camera, the atmosphere between the two is extremely ambiguous, as if they are hugging each other, Ye Zhuyi is almost leaning on Qin Zhizhen's arms.

The slightly cool fingers stroked gently on the neck again and again.

The corners of Qin Zhizhen's mouth were raised, and a beautiful and dangerous smile appeared on his delicate and picturesque face.

At this moment, Ye Zhuyi only felt that she was in the icy and snowy world, completely enveloped by the coldness emanating from Qin Zhizhen's body, and she couldn't help shaking from her shoulders to her back and even her whole body.

She supported the sofa with both hands, trying to move back, to stay away from danger, to escape.

But it was too late, the hand on her neck tightened suddenly, defenseless, Qin Zhizhen bullied her over.