I'm Always the Villain

On weekends, busy with postgraduate entrance examinations, dating and dating, there are still a few students in the dance department practicing dance.

In order to facilitate the students to practice dance, the dance practice room is divided into separate compartments.

The entire first floor of the dance department is a dance practice room, and each room has been soundproofed.

Sang Jiuchi walked into the first floor stepping on his little white shoes, and bumped into two classmates head-on.

A man and a woman were walking arm in arm, talking and laughing, when they saw Sang Jiuchi, they immediately greeted Sang Jiuchi like a mouse seeing a cat, with their tails clamped and trembling, "Sang... Hello, Senior Sang."

Because Sang Jiuchi is a graduate student, in addition to dancing in class, sometimes he also helps the tutor to teach the juniors. Sang Jiuchi saw that they were new students, and they should be freshmen in the same department.

Sang Jiuchi nodded lightly, "Are you here to practice dancing?"

The two who were suddenly cueed by Sang Jiuchi were taken aback again.

The two let go of their clenched hands, and looked down, waiting for the head teacher to talk to the primary chicken.

After hesitating for a while, the boy said, "I want to practice pas de deux for a while, and the seniors also come to practice dance?"

Sang Jiuchi shook his head, his cold eyes glanced at the long corridor, "No, I'm here for class."

The two trembled again in fright. They looked at each other, and they both saw sympathy in each other's eyes.

Senior Sang sometimes helps the basic skills teacher to substitute for them.

At first, when they were glad to finally meet the elusive senior Sang, Sang Jiuchi gave them a severe blow.

Because everyone has been practicing dance for a long time, the basic skills think they are very solid, and the basic skills teacher also turns a blind eye to the past in one class.

But Sang Jiuchi's class seemed to bring them back to the fear of being corrected by the basic skills teacher when they first learned to dance.

Senior Sang is a perfectionist, every movement, every stuck point is exactly right.After one class, not to mention admiring beautiful men, everyone was exhausted, so they were afraid of this high-altitude flower.

Good-looking is good-looking, it is freezing.

This is always the case in group classes, and I don't know what Yan Cheng looks like in private.

The girl plucked up her courage and asked, "Is it a one-on-one tutoring class?"

Sang Jiuchi glanced sideways at the house number, and wanted to go in, "Well, yes, you can find a room to practice by yourself, I won't waste your time."

Hearing Sang Jiuchi's words, the two quickly slipped away as if they had been pardoned.

Before leaving, they looked at each other with curiosity in their eyes.

Private lessons?Who is it?

Not daring to face Sang Jiuchi, the two hurriedly found a dance practice room that was empty and went in.The little girl was very courageous, peeking out through the door glass secretly, and saw Sang Jiuchi walking and looking at the house number, as if she was looking for some room.

Finally, he stopped in front of a dance practice room very far away, knocked on the door, and walked in.

Seeing Sang Jiuchi's figure completely disappear in the corridor, the little girl retracted her head, her eyes full of gossiping excitement.

"That room, yes it is... Chiye's dance practice room."

The girl pinched her boyfriend's arm and was about to jump up excitedly, "When did Chi Ye meet Senior Sang?"

The boyfriend was in pain from being pinched, but he still continued to say with a doting look on his face: "Isn't there a pas de deux competition in half a month? Is it because Senior Sang watched Chi Ye's video and wanted to dance pas de deux with Chi Ye?"

The girl's head shook like a rattle, "Impossible. Senior Sang has been doing solo dances since he entered school, and he has never cooperated with others. Even if he does a group dance, he dances in front by himself, and the others serve as the background board. It must be that Chi Ye admired Senior Sang's ability, and he was the one who approached Senior Sang first."

The boy shook his head, "Chi Ye has danced so perfectly, does he still need a teacher?"

The girl lowered her eyelids, "I also think he dances very well, but the teacher didn't give him a high score when he performed in the public class last time. It's so strange."

The dance department of the University of Arts is divided into many types. Among them, the national classical dance department is divided into two classes. Because there are not many people, they often go to the same class together. Even if they don’t know each other, they will feel familiar when they meet.

In the last public class, the teacher publicly tested the repertoire performance.

Chiye tuned a piece of "Above the Great River", which was applauded unanimously by the students, but the teacher still gave him a decent score.

He also said in front of so many students, "If you can't break through your problems, you won't have a long career in the dance world."

They think it looks good, so how can it not be very long?

The girl is still fighting for her little idol, and her boyfriend is already jealous, "Okay, maybe Sang Jiuchi is here to help Chi Ye solve the problem. Shall we practice dancing? There is an exam next week."

When the girl thought about the exam, she immediately froze, "Here we come."

……

The moment the room was pushed open, Sang Jiuchi was rushed by the heat inside.

It was cold all the way from leaving the dormitory to here. I thought that the air conditioner might be turned off because it was too hot for Chiye's dance practice, but I didn't expect that the air conditioner in the dance practice room was turned on.

Sang Jiuchi looked up at the air conditioner monitor, it was 24 degrees.

Chi Ye seemed to have just finished a dance, his hair was wet with sweat, and there were drops of water on his forehead.

Chiye's chest heaved up and down, and he looked at Sang Jiuchi with a dazed expression.

Sang Jiuchi smiled politely and coldly at Chi Ye, walked into the dance practice room, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, "The room is a bit hot."

A white towel was hung around Chi Ye's neck, and the towel was already soaked with sweat.

He rolled his throat twice before he said bluntly: "Hello, senior."

Sang Jiuchi took off his coat, found a stool and sat down, and began to look up and down at the tense Chiye.

The lover is only 18 years old in this life.

When the second plane first met the lover, the lover was also very young, only 20 years old at that time.

But because the second plane stepped into the battlefield early, coupled with the pressure of being a royal family, the lover was actually quite mature at that time.

But now the lover in this plane is different.

With a young body, even the eyes are innocent and innocent.

Chi Ye is very young, not only his body, but also his face.

The height of my lover in this life is not too high to be exaggerated, it seems to be about 1.9 meters.

This height is actually quite high in the dance circle, and the higher the body, the less flexible and flexible it will be.

Being too tall is not conducive to dancing, and it is not easy to find a partner.

With such a height to be able to practice such precise movements, it can be seen that Chiye has put in a lot of effort in ordinary times.

It's just that the practice is in place, and there is no emotion.

Chiye had short, half-length hair, which stood up in strands after being wet with sweat.

His nose bridge is very straight, and a pair of dark eyes are extraordinarily bright.Even the bushy eyebrows are raised just right.

The once sharp facial features have weakened a lot because of his youth. Not only will he not be scary, but he will be a little bit more fierce than a little wolf dog.

Chiye is now wearing the same clothes as in the previous video, with a black vest attached to his body, which has become two colors wet with sweat.

The arm that once crushed the enemy's head has become a dancing body in this life, with muscles embedded in the skin one by one, like a vigorous cheetah in the grassland, every inch reveals fierce explosive power.

His eyes moved down and landed on Chiye's waist.

Chi Ye wrapped a white cloth strip around his waist, cleverly covering his waist.

As if noticing Sang Jiuchi's gaze, Chi Ye pulled his waist back so that it would not look so abrupt.

Sang Jiuchi's eyes froze on his waist for a few seconds, then he continued to walk downstream, and then set his eyes on Chi Ye's face.

Seeing Chiye's slightly embarrassed expression, Sang Jiuchi said lightly, "Do you know where your problem is?"

Chiye nodded, then shook his head, with a little annoyance, "The relationship is not in place."

Sang Jiuchi nodded, "Yes, but why is the emotion not in place?"

Chi Ye frowned and thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head, "I don't know."

Sang Jiuchi stood up and walked around Chiye, "Because you tied yourself in the cover."

He stopped in front of Chiye, less than a few centimeters away from Chiye.

Fingers lightly poked Chi Ye's chest, and brushed against the protruding chest as if there was nothing between them, "You have not released it here. You have no skills and no emotions. If you continue like this, your accomplishments in dancing will not be good. very high."

Chiye frowned even tighter, what Sang Jiuchi said was exactly the same as what the teacher said back then.

Before college, he thought dancing was all about graceful movements. After college, he realized that dancing also needs to inject emotion.

But he obviously loves dancing, what kind of emotion does he lack?

Sang Jiuchi patted Chi Ye on the shoulder, "You just lack a key to open the lock. And I am that key, and I will make you a god in the dance world."

Hearing Sang Jiuchi's promise, Chiye's puzzled eyes suddenly widened, and something jumped a few times in a pair of dark eyes.

Sang Jiuchi's hand began to pinch and slide down Chiye's shoulder, "Your body and muscles are well trained, how many hours a day do you dance on average?"

Sang Jiuchi's fingertips were round and cool, his expression was flat, and his breathing was gentle.

Fingers slide down the lines of the muscles, examining every curve of his body.

Chiye knew that Sang Jiuchi was looking at his body.

But for some reason, the fingertip was placed on his arm, and every time he swiped it, something seemed to be burning.

Chiye couldn't help tensing his body, "I get up at 7 in the morning, and I will be in the dance studio when there is no class, and I will practice until 10 in the evening."

Sang Jiuchi's hand had already reached his waist, and he naturally removed the white cloth wrapped around his waist.

Chiye's eyes jumped, and he subconsciously pressed the white cloth.

His hand was held down, and Sang Jiuchi said "Huh?"

Chi Ye didn't expect Sang Jiuchi to ask so straightforwardly, so he nodded awkwardly, and replied shyly, "A little bit."

Sang Jiuchi continued to untie it, "It's okay, everyone is a man, I have everything you have, why are you shy, take your hands away."

Sang Jiuchi's eyes were so clear that Chi Ye always felt that he was too dirty.

Chi Ye swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, but still picked up his hand.

Sang Jiuchi easily tore off the white cloth, revealing the tight dancing pants inside.

With a bulging waist, Sang Jiuchi laughed, "It's a giant."

Chi Ye was even more shy.

His cheeks were flushed, and his ears were bleeding.

While talking, Sang Jiuchi kept moving his hands.It wasn't until he squeezed all the muscles in his body that Sang Jiuchi went to the chair and sat down again, and exclaimed, "Your body is so perfect."

Many people have praised themselves like this, and Chiye also knows that his body is perfect, but today when this compliment comes from Sang Jiuchi's mouth, Chiye has an inexplicable feeling, as if the spring breeze blows across the earth, blowing those The messy weeds were blown aside, revealing the delicate lily blossoms inside.

Sang Jiuchi pointed at Chiye with his finger hanging in the air, "The neck is very long, the collarbone is obvious, the biceps are well developed, and your pectoral muscles are also very tight."

Sang Jiuchi paused, "I touched it through the clothes just now, and your abdomen should have an eight-pack abs, right? Most people only have six-pack abs, and you are really good. And your……"

Sang Jiuchi glanced down and stopped at his waist.

Chiye immediately swallowed his stomach, and saw Sang Jiuchi's eyes wandering down again, stopping on his calf, "The calf is very slender, so it will look good when you jump out. All in all, Chiye, you are a natural Dance stand."

The cold wind outside the window blew the mottled and yellowed leaves.

The fallen leaves were blown against the window, making a "snap" sound.

Sang Jiuchi sat down seriously, "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

Chi Ye shook his head.

He really didn't know, but he did know about Sang Jiuchi, when they came to take a basic class.He thought he did pretty well in that basic class, but it was just that he didn't get criticized by Sang Jiuchi.

Except for himself, everyone else was more or less picked up by Sang Jiuchi on many basic skills.

Chi Ye thought that based on Sang Jiuchi's performance at the time, he didn't care about him at all.

So he was also very surprised why Sang Jiuchi came to him, and why he praised him without hesitation.

Sang Jiuchi: "There will be a pas de deux competition in the city in half a month's time. The winner of the competition will get 10 yuan and a trophy. I want to participate in this competition with you. Each person will get a trophy, and the prize money...I 7 you 3."

Sang Jiuchi explained: "After all, I contribute more and you contribute less. You don't mind if I get the big head of [-]?"

From what he said, it seemed that the championship was already in his pocket.

Chiye opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Sang Jiuchi in surprise, "You taught me because of money?"

Sang Jiuchi shook his head, his expression trying to appear sincere, but because of his indifference, that sincerity was not very believable, "Of course it's not just that, the main reason is that I don't want such a good seed like you to be buried."

Chiye pursed his lips and frowned.

How could he feel so false?

Chiye: "Senior Sang, haven't you never danced pas de deux?"

Sang Jiuchi raised his pretty eyebrows. He thought for a while, squeezed his chin and smiled, "The main reason is that the money was not in place before. I am short of money now."

Sure enough, it is still for money!

Chi Ye hesitated and said, "Senior, if you teach me like this, it is actually equivalent to a tutor. I can pay you the tuition. How much do you need?"

Sang Jiuchi stretched out a finger and waved it in the air, "I was the one who looked for you first, so this teaching does not require money. But I am not a living Bodhisattva, so I can't ask for nothing. As for what I want, I will discuss it later." Tell you."

Seeing Chiye's nervous expression, Sang Jiuchi smiled lightly, "Don't worry, what you can afford will definitely not let you kill and set fire."

Chiye breathed a sigh of relief, "Why did the senior choose me? Compared with me, the classmate you have been practicing in class should be the most suitable? The two of us haven't gotten along yet, and we don't know if the rhythm is right."

The temperature in the room was a bit hot, so Sang Jiuchi unbuttoned the top stand collar, "You are the most suitable one. You are the one with the most perfect basic skills besides me, and no matter your height or body shape, yours is the closest to mine." A good match. I have a hunch that the two of us will be the most suitable partners."

Hearing Sang Jiuchi's praise, Chiye's heart suddenly felt light.

He tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and nodded vigorously, "Yeah!"

It's still early, Sang Jiuchi leaned back slightly, and put the weight of his back on the back of the chair, "The shape is fine, let's look at the basic skills, let's dance "Above the Great River"."

Sang Jiuchi took out the phone from his pocket, and slid his slender fingers on the phone. His white and round fingertips landed on the dark screen. The collision of black and white made Chiye's eyes jump a few times. Down.

Chi Ye stared at Sang Jiuchi's delicate five fingers, thinking suddenly.

Senior Sang's fingers are so beautiful, I don't know what it's like to hold them in my mouth.

Suddenly startled by the thought in his mind, Chiye quickly lowered his head, not looking at Sang Jiuchi's hand again.

Sang Jiuchi unlocked the phone with his fingerprint, and found "Above the Great River" from the school's music library, "I'll play the accompaniment for you, and I'll just dance to the middle section for a minute and a half. Do you still need to warm up?"

Sang Jiuchi's voice was cold and clear, with a businesslike attitude.

Chiye pursed his lips in shame. Senior Sang came here to teach him to study, and he was so shameless for having such dirty thoughts just now.

He shook his head, trying to pick up the cloth strips on the ground and wrap them around his waist again.

Sang Jiuchi stopped him in time, "Just jump like this, too many foreign objects will only hinder you."

Chiye thought to himself, to listen to senior Sang, the cloth strip he just got in his hand was ruthlessly thrown into a corner of the dance room by Chiye, "Okay, senior."

Sang Jiuchi: "Since I teach you now, I can be regarded as half of your teacher. In the future, you will still teach my seniors outside. When there are only two of us, you can call me a teacher, okay?"

Of course, no problem, Sang Jiuchi was his teacher now.

Chi Ye Puppy nodded obediently, "Okay, teacher."

Sang Jiuchi pulled the music back and stopped almost in the middle of the fast forward, "I'm starting, you find some yourself."

As the music sounded, Chi Ye quickly put on a posture.

Chi Ye is like a machine with precise measurement. With the arrival of the middle stuck beat, he immediately entered the rhythm.

Not one second more, one second less.

He has practiced this dance too many times, there is no need to deliberately change to cater to the music, the muscles have firmly memorized all the movements.

"Above the Great River" describes an ancient sea battle.

In the last years of the dynasty, its strength was already in jeopardy.

The foreign invaders are coming fiercely, and they are about to capture the fifty cities of the dynasty and then enter the king's capital all the way by water.

The king of the dynasty was ordered to stop the invaders on the other side of the river with the belief that he must die.

Each side occupies one side of the river bank, and no one will give way.

But this is not the way, the invaders have plenty of food and grass looted from 50 cities, but the reserve force of their soldiers is not enough.

If this continues, the dynasty will be broken.

The general made the final choice between life and death, and chose to attack by force.

In that battle, the general led a mere 40 troops to fight against a local army of 100 million, and fought desperately against the enemy on the turbulent river.

In the end, the king of the dynasty narrowly won.

"Above the Great River" is the description of the great defense battle with fewer victories.

The reason why Sang Jiuchi chose this song was because the content of this song was somewhat similar to the battle on the previous plane, which made him feel nostalgic.

The war on the last plane was also close to water, and it was also 40 vs. 100 million.

The first half of the song is the preparation stage, and the second half is a description of the joy after a narrow victory.

Only the summary in the middle describes the tension and tragedy of the battlefield.

Following Chiye's beating, Sang Jiuchi's eyes were tightly glued to his body.

I have to say that lovers dance really well.

The hands are long and the legs are long, and the movements of stretching and opening and closing the limbs are particularly dazzling.

Sang Jiuchi looked at him, his eyes glued to his waist.

The waist is striped and very elastic. Even if it is wrapped in a layer of cloth, the sense of strength and impact will not be reduced by half.

Sang Jiuchi's eyes were gloomy, he licked the corner of his lips greedily, and said sincerely in his heart: [My husband is awesome, why is he growing up like this, can I do it? 】

F001 rolled his eyes, 【Master Host, I suspect you are showing off. 】

Sang Jiuchi stared straight at him: 【Be confident, get rid of doubts. 】

F001: 【…】

How could it have forgotten that the host is the old Versailles.

This dance requires extreme strength to perform. Although Sang Jiuchi can dance well, Chi Ye is the most suitable for it.

Only he can show the wild arrogance and ferocity of not admitting defeat [-]%.

Sang Jiuchi saw his waist again.

As the music progressed, Chi Ye quickly straightened his waist.

Vicious and fast, he wants to nail the enemy to Squad A.

Sang Jiuchi tightened his waist subconsciously, 【So fast, it's nice to be young, he won't be so cruel to me, right? 】

F001: [Don't worry, Master Host, you can bear it completely. 】

Sang Jiuchi swallowed, his eyes became more and more cloudy, and his eyes wandered uncontrollably on Chi Ye.

Chiye was jumping vigorously, and his eyes accidentally glanced at Sang Jiuchi when he was spinning.

However, Sang Jiuchi, who was still upright just now, blushed slightly, his thin lips were slightly opened, and his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, which instantly weakened his temperament of repelling people thousands of miles away. few.

The ends of the eyes were dyed with a hazy color, and the sharp feeling disappeared.Looking at Sang Jiuchi like this, Chi Ye seemed to see a large peach blossom blooming behind him.

With charm, with spring love.

Sang Jiuchi's eyes moved with his movements, and his focus seemed to be... his lower back? !

Chiye's breathing stopped suddenly, and the movements of his feet made a few wrong steps.

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows, his eyes changed.

Chiye gritted his teeth, and after a few seconds, his breathing returned to normal. He quickly recovered his rhythm and completed the final beautiful ending.

As soon as the dance was over, Chi Ye hurriedly said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now."

Sang Jiuchi shook his head, "It's okay, you made up for it later, it's harmless."

Sang Jiuchi's eyes had returned to normal, and Chi Ye even thought that everything just now was his own illusion.

He wanted to ask Sang Jiuchi where he was looking just now, but seeing Sang Jiuchi's cold and serious gaze, he swallowed the words back on his lips.

After a long time, Chi Ye let out a breath of foul air from his heaving chest, "No, if you haven't achieved the ultimate perfection, it's a failure. This time I failed, and I'm ashamed in front of you, teacher."

Sang Jiuchi sighed, "Chiye, do you know what your problem is? You care too much about the correctness of your movements. We are humans, not machines. As long as we are humans, we won't make every movement exactly the same. This time the leg was raised a few millimeters lower, and that time the leg was raised a few millimeters higher, which is nothing more than normal."

"But your movements are like engraved from a machine. The last time is exactly the same as this time, and the next time is exactly the same as the last time. You put too much energy on presenting the movements, but neglect the burst of emotion .You're a human, not a machine, and that's your biggest problem."

Chiye listened to Sang Jiuchi's explanation in astonishment, and couldn't agree more, "Is it wrong for me to pursue the ultimate in every movement?"

Sang Jiuchi shook his head, "Of course it is right to pursue the ultimate movement. But if you give up the inner soul just to pursue the outer ultimate movement, you are putting the cart before the horse."

Chi Ye's throat was a little sore, he licked his chapped lips with difficulty, and asked, "Then what should I do? Is it difficult to correct?"

Sang Jiuchi shook his head, "Didn't I say, take it step by step. The first step is to free you from the machine's cover."

Chi Ye was a little confused, so, "How to get rid of it?"

Sang Jiuchi narrowed his eyes, he glanced out the window, and slowly stood up, "I'm working in the afternoon, and I'll come back at nine o'clock in the evening, and I'll tell you what to do then."

When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, turned back to Chi Ye and said, "There is one more thing to tell you."

Chi Ye looked at Sang Jiuchi seriously, and heard Sang Jiuchi say, "The reason why I didn't dance pas de deux before is because I have skin hunger. Since you want to be my partner, you'd better understand this kind of dance in advance. Sickness. If I do anything to you in the future, don't think too much about it, I'm just sick. "

After Sang Jiuchi finished speaking, he walked away, leaving only Chi Ye stunned alone.

Skin... hunger?

Just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is a terrible disease.