Fake green tea she revealed

The interview requires you to prepare a dance yourself.

Pei Jiyin only learned a little bit of jazz when she was a child. After three days of preparation, she finally managed to dance a little bit, but she didn't have a mirror, and she didn't know how she danced.

On the day of the interview, Pei Jiyin found that the number of applicants was unusually high. Generally, this kind of association had mostly girls, but there were obviously a bunch of boys in the queue.

When Pei Jiyin was queuing up, many people also asked for WeChat, but she didn't give any.

The interview was done one by one, and it only took one or two minutes for one person. Pei Jiyin was lucky, and their group was interviewed by Song Zhen.

"Hello, senior." Pei Jiyin was very well-behaved.

"Yes." Song Zhen nodded.

"I don't have any foundation in Chinese dance, but I'm really interested in Chinese dance. I learned a little jazz before."

"Okay, let's start." Song Zhen responded.

Pei Jiyin: Sure enough, he was cold.

Pei Jiyin played music on her mobile phone, and there was a section. I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Song Zhen wanted to laugh, but the other recorder had already laughed.

Pei Jiyin:! ! !

Is it so ugly? I only hate that there is no mirror in this classroom.

"Okay, stop." Song Zhen waved her hand.

"I can't dance, but I can do other jobs." Pei Jiyin said, introducing his other abilities.

"It's actually quite good." Song Zhen said.

Pei Jiyin: If you didn't look so embarrassed, I would believe it.

Pei Jiyin glanced at the camera next to him.

This is probably the moment of social death, why is it recorded?

When he walked out of the classroom, Pei Jiyin felt that his soul had died.

[Pei Jiyin: It's all your fault. 】

[Adult fish:? ? ? 】

[Cheng Yu: What's wrong? 】

[Pei Jiyin: It's so embarrassing. 】

[Cheng Yu: Didn't you say no? 】

【Pei Jiyin: Needless to say, I'm already dead. 】

【Cheng Yu: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha". 】

Pei Jiyin took a deep breath, through this sequence, she could already feel that the person on the opposite side was already laughing.

Sure enough, people's sorrows and joys are not interlinked. Some people's happiness is based on the pain of others.

Life is hard.

Pei Jiyin went to the cafeteria and ate a big bowl of noodles, calmed down before going back, and then caught off guard and started the live broadcast. Although there was no notice, a group of people gathered soon.

[Is this the sun coming out from the west today?So positive. 】

"My soul has dissipated." Pei Jiyin turned on the trumpet, "Because I am very unhappy today, so I should play the trumpet, otherwise I am afraid of exposing my excellent eloquence in front of everyone."

【What happened? 】

【? ? ? 】

"It's nothing, it's just that the society is dead." Pei Jiyin took a deep breath, "It's too embarrassing."

There were still people comforting, but now the barrage has become "hahahahaha".

"This sister is online." Pei Jiyin casually invited her.

The other party came in soon, but did not turn on the microphone.

[Mengmeng cutie:? ? 】

[Mengmeng cutie: I don't want to play matching. 】

Pei Jiyin pinched his throat and "cried".

[Mengmeng cutie:? ? ? ? 】

"I'm so sad today, can't my sister accompany me?"

【Mengmeng cutie: Okay...】

Pei Jiyin started the game.

"Why don't you turn on the microphone, sister."

[Mengmeng cutie: I'll find a headset. 】

Soon there were some noisy voices in the earphones, and then the person on the other end coughed twice: "Why are you unhappy?"

Still pinching her throat, it can only be said that this girl is really strictly maintaining her personality.

"It's nothing, it's just embarrassing today." Pei Jiyin sighed.

"Ah...touch your head, it's okay, everyone won't remember."

Although it was a pinching sound, the sweet voice still had a super healing power. This girl was of a good level, and it didn't sound out of harmony.

"It's so kind of you."

"I'm so nice, so can my sister stop playing Xuan Ce today?"

[Hahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, this sister must be scared. 】

[So humble, my God, I'm starting to like this little sister. 】

[Anchor, let him go. 】

……

"How about Yaozi? Sister, you're still playing Yao, I'll take you flying." Pei Jiyin's voice was gentle.

"Ah... are you sure you know how to play?" Song Zhen asked cautiously.

"Practice a little more and you'll be able to rank up." Pei Jiyin said.

"Then you can play, it's a match anyway."

"Then if we win this one, let's play ranked."

Song Zhen: ...

"Ah..." Song Zhen hesitated.

"Does my sister dislike me?"

Song Zhen didn't want to talk.

After entering the game, Pei Jiyin sent "Follow me" three times in a row.

Song Zhen: ...

But fortunately, although it is still very good, at least the opponent's record is not 1-12-0, 4-6-3, which is not much more beautiful.

Also won.

God knows how much Song Zhen hoped to lose. When entering the ranking team, Song Zhen almost shed tears.

Fortunately, Pei Jiyin didn't get the jungle position because he was on the fourth floor. Of course, Song Zhen also ignored the person's message to help.

"Hey, sister, why don't you help me grab it." Pei Jiyin pretended to be sad.

[Why don't you help me, you don't have any points in your heart? 】

[Look, the girl is scared, why are you so bad. 】

……

Song Zhen knew that Pei Jiyin probably didn't want to play support, so she chose Zhang Fei. She is a very pragmatic person, as long as she can win, she can play any hero.

Pei Jiyin got the middle lane and chose Shangguan Wan'er.

Song Zhen looked at Shangguan Wan'er and her heart jumped again: "Can you fly?"

"Isn't this a routine operation? When you reach the fourth level, you will kill randomly."

Song Zhen: ...

Although she really wanted to say "I believe you a ghost", but out of politeness, she held back.

After entering the game, Song Zhen helped Pei Jiyin first as usual, and Xiao Qiao was on the opposite side.

Song Zhen's heart was pounding, and she always felt that Pei Jiyin would be taken away by Xiao Qiao's fan. After Pei Jiyin's fourth level, Song Zhen watched the opponent jump the tower and kill him before leaving at ease.

"Little cutie, do you need to be so scared?" Pei Jiyin ran out from the tower, "He is still very powerful."

"Yeah, you're super strong." Song Zhen said, her voice getting sweeter.

Song Zhen thought it was safe, but she still lost. She looked at Pei Jiyin's record and was embarrassed to say anything. After all, he was 9-2-3. Looking at her own shooter's 1-14-3, she wanted to cry again. up.

"I'm too unlucky..." Song Zhen sighed.

After losing five games in a row, Song Zhen had already retreated.

"Is the feng shui not right today..." Song Zhen said.

She felt that there was nothing wrong with herself and Pei Jiyin, but she always encountered some strange teammates.