Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

"In the reception room of the banquet before, you asked me if I had a date, and I said I was still hunting." Bian Jiyue sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at the person who had collapsed into a cake, and suddenly said something else. thing.

Mu Zhichan thought for a while, touched her chin and replied: "Well, it seems that there is such a thing."

He was a little curious, and he didn't know who was lucky enough to be pursued by Mr. Bian, but from the current point of view, Mr. Bian might not have caught up with him yet.

"That person is very delicate and always likes to be hugged." Bian Jiyue said calmly.

Mu Zhichan was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing out loud: "Oh, you are practicing with me."

Bian Jiyue didn't respond, just smiled silently, observing the expression on Mu Zhichan's face calmly, but after finding out that the other party didn't have any jealous and disappointed emotions, her heart seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, dull and depressed very.

"Come on, Mr. Bian, try to catch it as soon as possible, and I will give you a big red envelope when you get married!" Mu Zhichan encouraged, her tone was very sincere——

Sincerely, Bian Jiyue wanted to just let him cry without hesitation, so that that mouth could not say anything else that was annoying except for Shen Yin.

"It's time for you to sleep." Bian Jiyue covered Mu Zhichan's eyes with her palm, then kissed the back of her hand with her lips, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Good night."

"Good night." Mu Zhichan curled the corners of his lips, and closed his eyes spontaneously when the other party put his hands over his eyes. Then, he heard the footsteps of the man leaving, the click of the headlights in the bedroom being turned off, and finally, It was a slight slam of the door.

[I should have a good dream tonight. 】

Mu Zhichan thought comfortably.

After that day, time passed quickly in the following days. The two sweated in the dance studio every day, practicing the dance over and over again. In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Golden Dance Cup competition.

Song Yueni is a loyal fan of the Golden Dance Cup. After getting off work at noon, the first thing she did when she got home was to turn on the computer, log in to the official website of the Golden Dance Cup, hang up WeChat and Koukou, and bring back the milk tea and The skewers were opened and put aside, excitedly typing in the WeChat group:

[Fairy Ni: Ah, sisters, I'm so excited! !Then why does the fairy know who is the first in Teacher Bian's group? !Did I miss it when I got off work late! !

Meow: It's the seventh, the seventh, the seventh!The dance name is "Self"! !Now is the sixth one, sister, you just came @仙女妮

Fairy Ni: Aww, crab sisters!

Shimmer: Ah yes, do you think Teacher Bian's dance partner will be Sweet Cub?

Singing and dancing: sweet baby?Is it Bai Ruantian from "Bright Star"?

Shimmer: That's right, it's him. @Peacefulness

Sumner: ==Although Bai Ruantian's Angel Dance performed in Brilliant Star is really popular, but I think I still lack some dance experience to dance with Teacher Bian, maybe it's him?

Fairy Ni: I think so too. I watched "Love". To be honest, except for the four eight-beat dances of the angels, the rest of the dance can only be said to be so-so...

Shimmer: Hearing what you said, it seems to be the case, but Sweet Cub is really popular recently, and he occupies Weibo headlines almost every day.

Nothing to do with Fengyue: Ahhh, sisters, Teacher Bian is here!Woooooo, that dress is killing me...]

Song Yaoni immediately minimized the WeChat window, kept her excited heart trembling and clicked on the full-screen live broadcast, but after only one glance, she covered her face and screamed: "I can do it, I can do it again, what kind of fairy is this?" Brother ah ah!!"

At this time, a man was lying in the center of the stage.

He bent one leg, put his left hand on his forehead, his black eyes seemed to be staring at nothingness, he was wrapped in a pure black loose satin shirt, and the hem of his clothes was embedded with layers of black gauze, scattered on the floor like pieces A piece of black feather, like the embodiment of darkness.

When the gentle prelude of the music sounded, the man's pale face showed some confusion, and his bright red lips were slightly parted, as if he was muttering something.

When the first heartbeat resounded heavily in the music, he slowly stretched out his hand in the air.

[At the beginning of birth, God poured a handful of pure white and flawless souls into the baby's body. 】

Two pure white silks and satins descended from the sky, and a tall and light figure slipped down while hooking the silks and satins, and the gauze from the hem of the white shirt fluttered wantonly in mid-air.

That's another dancer.

Song Yaoni held her breath, and looked at the man wearing the same dance costume as Bian Jiyue without blinking, her eyes lingered on his face stained with diamonds, and then she was caught by the collarbone of his neck. Fascinated by the finely divided gold powder applied.

——This brother really looks like a diamond rolling in gold leaf...

Song Yaoni couldn't help thinking.

[Everyone hides another self in his heart. 】

Bian Jiyue's dim eyes suddenly lit up, he opened his arms, twirling and hugging with Mu Zhichan, let the two extreme colors of black and white violently collide, entangle, and kiss in the center of the stage , regardless of each other, inseparable.

【That self can be kind and innocent;】

Dressed in white, Mu Zhichan kept walking, holding the silk with one hand, and stroking Bian Jiyue's face with the other, his legs stretched out and drew an arc in mid-air, the expression in his eyes was so gentle that it was almost illusory.

[It can also be evil and vicious. 】

Bian Jiyue's eyes suddenly changed, becoming dangerous and menacing, and his aura was evil and dark. He grabbed Mu Zhichan's ankle in mid-air, and dragged him back from the heaven in the sky to the quagmire on earth.

[A kind and innocent self cannot survive in this society, but the owner of the soul still wants to do his best to protect him and keep him. 】

Bian Jiyue's fingertips are trembling as she pursues the person who still wants to return to heaven. His outstretched hands and twirling dance steps hysterically show the hopelessness of wanting to leave that pure and kind self behind!

But the other party pushed him away again and again.

When Mu Zhichan kicked off the silk and satin, opened his arms, and performed a big jump in mid-air, the white gauze on the hem of the clothes fluttered and fluttered behind his back, causing the gold powder stained on the clothes to flutter, forming a pair of Huge and illusory light golden wings.

He was in the air for three seconds.

It's like an angel with remnant wings breaking free from the quagmire of the world, and trying her best to fly to the pure white heaven.

[But in the end, he killed the purest and truest self with his own hands. 】

The man knelt down on one knee and half embraced his other pure white and flawless self, and put his hands around the other's throat, and then kept tightening and tightening, his eyes were terribly focused.

He felt his life burning at his fingertips, felt the carotid artery stop beating bit by bit in his palm, and the tears left in his eyes couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness.

——In the end, people still change their appearance after all.

——I don’t know how many people still have the original intention?

……

With red eyes, Song Yaoni took out several tissues and blew her nose, her heart was sore, but she also had some unexplainable hopes.

And her WeChat group and Koukou group have already exploded, and the information scrolls so fast that it becomes 99+ in seconds.

[Meow: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! ! ! ,

Shimmer: I'm sorry, my poor vocabulary can't express the excitement in my heart!

Singing and dancing: It's amazing, this aerial dance is really amazing, what kind of fairy tension is this! ! [cry]

Miya: That action stuck point, that expression management really hit my heart, the two brothers are so amazing! !

Nothing to do with Fengyue: Goosebumps all over the floor, I actually cried at the end, can you believe it? ?

Xiannv Ni: @危除风月妹子儿 I cried too, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm gone!

Meow: Who is that little brother dancing with Teacher Bian! ! !I think I can!

Wei Lou: I only know his name is Mu Zhichan [狗头]@喵

Qingchen: One thing to say, this dance really expresses human nature very thoroughly. Teacher Bian represents the dirty and evil part of the human heart, and Chan Cicada represents the pure and kind heart, or the original heart. As people grow up and mature, the innocence and dreams of childhood gradually change or disappear. Most of the people who once said that they lived up to their original intentions were eventually eroded by the philistine society. Ahhh, the expressive power of this dance is really strong ! ! !

Xiyue: I locked up the choking part! ! !Teacher Bian and Chan Chan are a perfect match! ! !Ahhh, I also want Teacher Bian to strangle my neck, I think I can have an instant intracranial orgasm! ! !

Lighting up the stars: I can do it too I can do it @曦月呀

Fairy Ni: I’m here with a chicken coop @曦月呀

Mango Guoguo: [Picture] [Picture] Teacher Bian's eyes kill me, ahhhh, this is really, the perverted kind of murderous eyes! ! ! !

...]

At the same time, a lounge in the backstage of the Golden Dance Cup.

Mu Zhichan slumped on the sofa without any image, very vividly explaining what it means to feel the body being hollowed out.

I really didn't feel tired at all when I exploded on the stage, but when I got off the stage, I went into a state of powerlessness, and I didn't even want to move.

But it stands to reason that Mr. Bian should be more tired than him, because most of the two-person actions are supported by the other party. But after the performance, Mr. Bian was called to make up for interviews and other activities. He was very energetic and did not show any fatigue .

If Mr. Bian hadn't declined the interview for him, he might stand in front of which reporter and continue to suffer.

"Hello?" Mu Zhichan answered Song Chu's call.

"Wow! Brother, you are on TV!" Song Chu was very excited, "That dance is really amazing! I have a friend who really wants to know how you feel when you are choked, is it fun?"

Mu Zhichan replied blankly: "Are you perverted? Listen to what kind of tiger and wolf words you are asking."

"Hey, you can go to Weibo Kangkang, 30.00% of it is the feeling of being choked by the ball, and 70.00% is the feeling of the ball being choked by Teacher Bian!" Song Chu said coolly.

"Are they crazy? Shouldn't they be discussing the tension, technique and meaning of this dance? What's the weird point of choking?!" Mu Zhichan couldn't believe it.

"You'll know if you go and have a look, Mu Tianzhen." Song Chu hung up the phone with a bang after she finished speaking inexplicably.