I'm Always the Villain

After a long time, Chiye carefully supported Sang Jiuchi to sit on the chair.

Chiye wiped his hands with a towel, looked at Sang Jiuchi, who was a little lost, and asked hesitantly, "Senior, are you okay?"

Sang Jiuchi's expression was very fragile. What happened just now seemed to have hit him hard, and he couldn't accept it for a while, so he could only bury his head in his wings and pretend that he was an ostrich.

Sang Jiuchi's skin is very fair, which Chi Ye noticed during the day.

His white is not that kind of pale, but that kind of crystal clear white.

Sang Jiuchi's complexion reminded him of the fine white jade beads that his mother liked very much.

Under the dim light, Sang Jiuchi's originally fair skin turned pale.

Chiye always felt that he had done something wrong. He didn't dare to look at Sang Jiuchi, so he could only stand aside blankly, a little at a loss.

The wind from the air conditioner blows, blowing away the sweat on your body.

He convulsed from the cold.

It was only then that Chiye realized that he was in a good posture. He quickly changed into his clothes, like the most well-behaved golden retriever, and stood motionless not far from Sang Jiuchi.

With his eyes glued to Sang Jiuchi's back, Chiye sat dryly, pulling his invisible tail and ears.

After a while, Sang Jiuchi opened his eyes and looked at Chiye not far away.

After being swept away by Sang Jiuchi, Chiye's back stiffened and he stood up straight.

Sang Jiuchi wanted to laugh, and his expression softened a little. He looked at Chiye and said in a low voice, "You did a good job."

Chiye:? ? ?

Sang Jiuchi's throat was a little dry, and Chiye hurriedly took a cup of warm water from a disposable paper cup and handed it to him, "Senior, here it is."

Sang Jiuchi took the water glass and took a sip first.

The temperature was just right, so I poured it in.

Seeing Sang Jiuchi's vigorous gulping, Chiye was afraid that he would choke, and was about to step forward to pat him on the back, but thinking of his illness, the hand he just raised slowly dropped again.

After drinking the water, Sang Jiuchi handed the glass to Chiye.After my throat felt less sore, I continued: "You saw it just now, when I was sick, I couldn't control myself at all. Is it disgusting?"

Chi Ye quickly shook his head, "Why is the senior disgusted?"

Yes, how could it be disgusting.

Sang Jiuchi's face came to mind just now, and Chi Ye blushed, obviously cute.

But he didn't dare to say that to the senior, he was afraid that the senior would feel inferior.

Sang Jiuchi smiled wryly, "Are you still willing to cooperate with me in the pas de deux?"

Chi Ye put the disposable paper cup behind him, and pinched the paper cup until it deformed with his invisible hand: "Of course I do, I admire my senior very much, and I don't feel disgusted at all, it's true."

Chiye hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Didn't the senior dance solo all the time before? Why do you suddenly want to participate in that competition? The senior is short of money?"

If money is short, he has it.

Sang Jiuchi didn't need to make things difficult for himself, he could help him.

Sang Jiuchi tidied up his clothes and rearranged his messy hair, "It's not just for the money, I also want the trophy. The most important thing is that I want to break through myself, and I will graduate in a year , it’s not like being in school in society. If the dance troupe asks me to dance duet, I can’t refuse. I can’t dance solo all the time, can I? The audience will get tired of watching it one day.”

Chi Ye lowered his head.

Senior Sang dances so well, how could he get tired of watching it.

"Which dance troupe does Senior Sang plan to join?" Chi Ye looked at Sang Jiuchi.

Sang Jiuchi: "I haven't made up my mind yet. Several dance troupes have sent me invitations. I want to see it again."

Chiye: "What do you mean by looking again?"

Sang Jiuchi, "The home dances of these dance troupes are all folk dance dramas, and there will definitely be interactions on the stage. If I can't overcome this problem, I will push myself to a desperate situation after signing a contract rashly."

Chiye asked, "Which dance troupes are they? Can you tell me?"

Sang Jiuchi took a deep look at Chiye, and it took him a long time to report the names of the dishes, as well as the names of several dance troupes.

Chi Ye listened one by one, his eyes opened wider and wider.

The dance troupes that Sang Jiuchi mentioned just now are all top dance troupes in the country, and they are basically permanent residents of the Spring Festival Gala.

Not only resources, but also great teachers and choreographers.

But as Sang Jiuchi said, most of these dance troupes are group dances, and the interaction between dancers is very frequent.

Chiye thought of a dance troupe, "How about Tianle Dance Troupe?"

Tianle Dance Troupe is the NO.1 dance troupe in Huaguo, and there are many unique dancers in it.As a leading dance troupe, Tianle Dance Troupe is also quite individual. They will not obliterate the individuality of the dancers themselves, but instead highlight individual performances rather than solo dances.

If it is this dance troupe, Sang Jiuchi will definitely have great achievements.

Sang Jiuchi glanced at Chiye again, "I sent an application to this dance troupe before, and they also interviewed me, but it's still pending."

"To be determined?" Chiye was stunned suddenly, "Why? If they don't even want you, who else will they want?"

Sang Jiuchi rubbed his hair with a wry smile, "Do you think I'm good? I'm just a little better at dancing than others. The head of the Tianle Dance Troupe interviewed me personally, and he saw at a glance that I was extremely repulsive to being with others. Dance together, so he gave me a three-month deadline. If I can overcome obstacles and get a pas de deux within these three months, he is willing to hire me. If not, I will miss out on this dance troupe."

Chiye finally understood, "So this is the reason why you participated in this competition, senior, do you know how to overcome this disease?"

Sang Jiuchi lowered his eyes, covered his eyes with beautiful thick eyelids, and said with some difficulty, "I asked the doctor, and the doctor also said that there is no good way, get in touch with people more, and get used to it slowly. He said that this is a psychological problem. Sickness, growing up in an orphanage when I was a child, lack of love."

Sang Jiuchi took a deep breath, "I'm sorry just now. I'm so shameless, right?"

Chiye quickly waved his hand, feeling a little distressed, "Senior, you are not. You are like that because of illness, I know, you don't want to. You... I... What do you need me to do? I will definitely cooperate with you, and I am very tight-lipped and will never let others know."

Sang Jiuchi's eyes flickered a few times before he said slowly: "You don't need to do anything, just spend more time with me when you have nothing to do. The doctor suggested that I use systematic desensitization."

Chiye's head nodded wildly, "Okay, mine, senior. Just call me, I'll be there whenever you want."

He really couldn't figure out why a hard-working and outstanding person like Sang Jiuchi had such a twists and turns.

He was abandoned from the start.

I grew up in an environment without parental love since I was a child.

Later, I managed to achieve excellent grades with my own efforts, and I got this disease again.

He is a dancer, how can he not have contact with others on the stage?

What is the difference between having a dancer with such a disease and breaking a bird's wing?

Moreover, Sang Jiuchi's personality is cold and aloof. If others knew that he had this disease, how many people would laugh at him in return?

Sang Jiuchi himself may not care, but he does.

Those who work hard should get the red apples they deserve.

He just wanted Sang Jiuchi to stand in the center of the stage and become the object of everyone's pursuit.

Chiye thought about it, and promised again, "Senior, don't worry, this disease will definitely be fine."

The beauty of Sang Jiuchi just now came to mind again, if the senior uses him as desensitization therapy.

Does it mean that he can often have close contact with seniors?

Although I feel sorry for the senior, but I am very happy in my heart, even a little dark, what's the matter?

He coughed lightly, suppressing the bud that was about to move in his heart.

Sang Jiuchi glanced at Chi Ye who was so innocent that stars were shining in his eyes, and sighed in his heart: [My lover's life is so simple, like rua. 】

F001 didn't want to say anything anymore, it just watched God of War being played by the host in such a defenseless situation, and finally Lord God of War had to count money for the host in turn.

Poor Lord God of War.

F001 sighed, silently looking at these two people who were secretly happy with each other, the single said that he didn't want to talk to them, even a little autistic.

Sang Jiuchi looked sideways at the time, it was almost 11 o'clock.

He stood up from the chair with his hands on his legs, "I remember you have a duet competition next week, do you have a partner?"

Chiye shook his head.

Senior Sang was seriously ill, and he had long since stopped expecting Senior Sang to be his dance partner for the exam.

In case Senior Sang gets sick during the exam, the loss outweighs the gain.

"The second child in our dormitory doesn't have a dance partner yet, so I plan to join him."

Sang Jiuchi laughed, "Why didn't you look for me?"

Chi Ye looked up: "Huh?"

Sang Jiuchi: "Aren't I your dance partner now? Have you chosen the repertoire for the competition? Shall I start practicing tomorrow?"

Many small green buds suddenly popped up in Chi Ye's heart, and following Sang Jiuchi's words, those green buds began to sprout one by one.

In an instant, it filled the entire atrium.

Senior Sang said so, what should I do if I am so happy?

His heart was pounding at the thought of being able to dance with Senior Sang.

In front of the whole class, dance with Senior Sang, whom others couldn't ask for.Tell them hard with the facts, it's not that senior Sang doesn't dance pas de deux, but only dances pas de deux with himself, senior Sang belongs to him.

dark cool.

Happy.

Sang Jiuchi looked at Chi Ye, obviously seeing his invisible tail wagging violently.

But not long after, the violently wagging tail suddenly pulled down, and Chiye suppressed the desire to show Sang Jiuchi to everyone, and shook his head forcefully, "No."

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid that I'll get sick halfway, which will slow you down and affect your test scores?"

Chi Ye widened his eyes.

How can it be? !

"Of course not, I'm worried about you...Senior, if you get sick halfway, it will damage your reputation."

Sang Jiuchi wanted to laugh.

Why even "Qing Yu" came out.

Sang Jiuchi coughed lightly, with a very serious expression, "If I can't even hold this kind of small scene, how can I go to the city to participate in the competition? The city has more audiences, and the whole process will be broadcast live. What do you think? Should I have an adaptation stage if I make a fool of myself in my school early, or should I be ashamed in front of the whole country?"

Chi Ye's eyes widened, "Of course I hope that neither of you will make a fool of yourself."

Senior Sang's secret is enough for only him to know.

Sang Jiuchi looked at Chiye's expression, couldn't help it anymore, and stretched out his hand to rua his hair.

When he realized what he had done, he quickly found a step down for himself, "Eh, the sequelae of the disease."

Chiye didn't doubt that he was there, but he felt inexplicably regretful, "Well, I know."

"Don't worry, I can control myself." Sang Jiuchi comforted Chi Ye, "Ahem, actually I don't get sick every time. This morning I... well, I was fine when I checked your body."

F001 complained in his mind, [This is not nonsense, the host does not have this disease in the first place.This disease belongs to the original owner, and it will disappear as soon as you come.It also occurs intermittently, pretending to be quite similar. 】

Sang Jiuchi ignored F001 and looked at Chiye with more sincerity.

Chi Ye hesitated, "Is it really good for you to jump in advance?"

Sang Jiuchi remembered his character design, his eyes became cold again, and he nodded lightly, "Of course, I am your teacher, listen to me."

Chi Ye no longer has any doubts.

He listened to Sang Jiuchi, and he did what Sang Jiuchi said.

If there is any sign of Sang Jiuchi at that time, he will immediately pretend to be sprained and take Sang Jiuchi away as soon as possible. I believe no one will find out.

After thinking about the way forward, Chi Ye didn't struggle anymore.

The two turned off the air conditioner and pulled the lights, then closed the door and left the dance practice room. It was around 10:30 in the evening, and it was Saturday, so there were hardly any pedestrians on the road.

Chiye and Sang Jiuchi are not in the same dormitory building, and their dormitories are still in opposite directions.

In November, the temperature difference between day and night is already very large, and the night is cold and windy, and these gravels are also mixed.

From the corner of his eye, Chiye caught a glimpse of Sang Jiuchi shrunk his neck and moved forward indistinctly, blocking the cold wind blowing for him.

Said to send the senior back?

No, the senior wants to save face so much, he will definitely refuse.

Chi Ye considered the language for a while, "Senior, I still have a few questions about dancing that I would like to ask you."

Sang Jiuchi was serious, "Just ask again tomorrow."

Chi Ye shook his head, "No, I am eager to learn, and I can't sleep or eat without knowing the answer."

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows, "Then ask on WeChat?"

Chiye said with a serious face: "The typing is too slow, and they are all asleep when they get back to the dormitory, so it's not convenient for me to make a voice."

Sang Jiuchi sighed, his slightly drooping eyelashes covered his twinkling eyes, "Then you walk with me all the way, and talk while you walk."

Chi Ye thought that the reason he was looking for was perfect, and continued to help Sang Jiuchi keep out the cold wind, and asked a few seemingly difficult questions casually as he walked.

The question is too simple, and the senior can tell at a glance that he is lying.

It's too difficult to ask, if the senior doesn't know how, wouldn't the senior lose face?

The two said as they walked, it used to be a long journey, but this time it felt like they arrived in a short time.

Watching Sang Jiuchi walk into the dormitory, Chiye turned around and walked back with brisk steps.

Watching Chiye walk away, Sang Jiuchi walked out from the corner of the dark stairs and slowly went upstairs.

As soon as he walked to his dormitory on the second floor, he suddenly heard a strange sound from the next room.

The voice was lingering, and the tone was very serious.

There's even some dialogue mixed in.

"Tell me, are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable, brother, won't you come in today?"

"No, don't you have to practice dancing tomorrow?"

"It's better to be a big brother, not like them."

This building is a dormitory building for faculty and staff, and the sound insulation effect is actually quite good.

The reason why Sang Jiuchi could hear it was because he had good hearing, but the other party didn't even think about avoiding suspicion.

The voice was quite loud, as if it was shouted specifically for him.

Sang Jiuchi was slightly taken aback.

Lin V and Zhou Ruoqing?

Is this a live broadcast and an addiction, and you came directly to his house?

But Zhou Ruoqing hypnotized himself for a while, so he probably couldn't do it long ago, right?