Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

The reception room on the third floor.

The sun shines through the window and falls on the off-white marble floor, reflecting a dazzling white.

A man in a white silk shirt stood in front of the window with a mobile phone in one hand. He watched the dance video on the screen, raised his arms from time to time, twisted his body, made a few smooth classical dance moves, and tried to link them perfectly. together.

Apparently, he was choreographing.

"How?" Bian Jiyue, who had loosened two shirt buttons, stepped forward and asked, slowly rolled up her cuffs to her elbows, her eyes fell on the screen of the phone in Mu Zhichan's hand.

"Difficult." Mu Zhichan stopped, looked at him with a helpless smile and said, "Why don't you make up the dance part as well?"

"Because there is no inspiration." Bian Jiyue pinched the bridge of her nose and said, a little bit of burnout appeared in her eyes.

"Then it's really okay for me to be an amateur choreographer?" Mu Zhichan teased, and leaned directly against the French window behind him, letting the sunlight fall on the ends of his hair and between his eyebrows.

"Well, I believe you." Bian Jiyue said slowly, a smile gathered in those dark eyes.

——This is really a mysterious trust.

Mu Zhichan murmured in her heart.

Originally, half an hour ago, he struggled with the question of "Should I walk away quietly" for nearly 5 minutes, and finally he decided to sneak away, but just as he was about to take action, he caught sight of Teacher Bian from the corner of his eye. Frowning on the phone screen, I couldn't help asking what's the matter?

Then Teacher Bian replied to him: Because I have been thinking about the Golden Dance Cup recently, I have a headache thinking about it.

Then they started a conversation around how Mr. Bian could find a suitable dance partner.

While chatting, Bian Jiyue sat next to him, took out her mobile phone and sent him the dance video she had watched before, while watching, discussing with him the aesthetic tension of combining this movement and that movement, etc. , When Mu Zhichan came back to his senses, he found that he not only accepted the invitation to be the other party's dance partner, but also actively started to help with the choreography immediately.

Mu Zhichan: I remember that Faxiao and I came to a banquet to catch hunks :)

【#On Bian Jiyue, a man who can lead people astray without compromising. 】

"Ms. Bian..." Mu Zhichan rubbed her lower lip with her bent index finger, and asked thoughtfully, "Do you want to consider Bai Ruantian as your dance partner?"

"Bai Ruantian? Can he dance?" Bian Jiyue looked at Mu Zhichan in confusion, before waiting for the other party to reply, he pondered for a moment and said, "Even if he can dance, he's too young."

Mu Zhichan was silent for a moment: "Then what if...he is a genius with a strong dance talent? Wouldn't it be a pity to miss it if you don't try it?"

There is one thing to say, Bai Ruantian's talent in dancing is indeed very good, and he somehow has a premonition that if Bai Ruantian came to dance with Bian Jiyue, he might achieve higher achievements.

"There's no need to try, I'm not interested in him." Bian Jiyue looked up at him for a while and said slowly, "But I'm curious, why did you suggest him to me? I don't think you are such a generous person. "

Mu Zhichan choked: "...So, a sudden inspiration flashed."

Well, he admits that Teacher Bian is right, he is indeed not a magnanimous person, not to mention that bastard Bai Ruantian slandered him not long ago, but he still wants to think more about Bian Jiyue.

"But how do you know he can dance? You knew him before?" Bian Jiyue continued to ask.

Mu Zhichan paused after hearing the words: "I don't know, I saw the dance video he submitted on the X station before, and it feels quite..." Not bad.

"Mu Zhichan, do you like me?" Bian Jiyue interrupted him, lowered his voice and suddenly shortened the distance between the two, the clear and sharp scent of perfume scrambled into Mu Zhichan's nostrils , he took a step back in astonishment, his back touched the tempered glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, and there was only one sentence in his mind——

[Fuck, why did you ask this question all of a sudden! ! ? 】

Mu Zhichan burst into tears with fright, staring blankly at the man who was so close in front of him, his gaze fell from his pale red lips and straight nose bridge to those eyes as black as the night, and then he took a deep breath.

"I, I, I do like you for a long time, but, but that's the love of a fan!" ——I have liked you for seven years!Mu Zhichan stammered as he spoke, his heart began to speed up in disbelief, thinking in his mind that being a fan would be the pinnacle for his sake!Ahh, and did Mr. Bian realize that he is his fan? ?

"Then if you like me, why do you push me to others?" Bian Jiyue asked with a cold expression.

"No, I don't. I just think you should have a better choice than me. After all, I'm an amateur." Mu Zhichan hurriedly explained.

"It's fine if you don't have one." Bian Jiyue raised her hand to press the top of his hair and rubbed it lightly, then looked into his eyes and said slowly: "It's just that I think you are my best choice."

This sudden attack of praise and pat on the head made Mu Zhichan flustered with embarrassment, she couldn't help coughing a few times: "...Okay, let's continue." After finishing speaking, he slipped out of Bian Jiyue's hands, and then Pick up your phone and start watching seriously.

Bian Jiyue looked at the person who had become extremely restless due to her few words, and slowly twirled her fingertips, feeling that there seemed to be a soft touch of hair remaining on them, which made his heart feel hot.

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Bai Ruantian walked out of the bathroom while shaking the drops of water on his hands. Just as he walked to the entrance of the banquet hall, an annoying face suddenly flashed in his mind, so he turned around and went up to the second floor.

He wanted to find the man he had taken a fancy to before—and turned out to be unmoved by him and even unwilling to protect him!

That person is really terrible. Fortunately, he was careful at the time and made sure that there was no surveillance camera at the corner of the corridor before he took action. If Nie Kaige really went to adjust the surveillance, his wealthy life would fall apart in an instant. .

Thinking that she almost fell on an old man, Bai Ruantian felt a little bit of resentment in addition to being afraid, her own charm didn't work on that man, it was simply unreasonable.

Thinking like this, Bai Ruantian found the third floor, and when he passed by the reception room for a few steps, he heard the faint sound of music coming from inside, so he immediately stepped back, carefully looking in through the slightly open door. , but at one glance he couldn't help holding his breath, and opened his eyes wide——

It was a dancer.

When he stretched his arms and performed a one-word jump in mid-air, the pale golden sun overlapped behind him, as if spreading a pair of huge and transparent wings for him, and then he tapped his toes on the ground at the same time Turning his body, rising, falling, and kneeling again, it seems that gravity does not exist for him, and he will soon fly to the boundless blue sky.

"He is a free bone,

It is pure blood,

It is the most unreachable song of nature in human nature..."

The fast-paced melody and the clear male voice are intertwined, turning into sharp arrows to hit the depths of people's souls, destroying all the dirty haze.

"If you don't have your original intention, how should you love—"

"It's been a few years in my life, I should love—"

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Mu Zhichan stopped and wiped off the sweat from her forehead, then raised her eyes to look at the door.

"What's wrong?" Bian Jiyue walked out from the corner, and calmly saved the video he just recorded. Then, he pressed the lock screen of the phone and stuffed it into his pocket, and took the wet wipes that were placed on the coffee table Walk towards Mu Zhichan.

"Ah, it's nothing, there seems to be someone at the door just now." Mu Zhichan took the tissue and wiped his face indifferently and replied, the sweat-soaked shirt stuck to his body, which made the old man faintly visible.

"Bravo." Bian Jiyue's eyes darkened for a moment, and she applauded and praised, "It's amazing to be able to make up such a great dance in such a short time, especially the three-second long air... It's like the angel Zhang Spread the wings."

"Thank you, but what you said is too exaggerated. I am born with better jumping ability than ordinary people." Mu Zhichan scratched her hair and laughed.

"And this short piece was actually improvised when I was inspired that year. I searched for a long time but couldn't find a suitable soundtrack. In the end, I had to record a small silent video and upload it to a certain dance website. Let's see if the majority of netizens can recommend it. Come up with a suitable tune." Mu Zhichan picked up the black tea that Bian Jiyue had poured for him and drank it down in one gulp, before sitting down on the sofa.

"However, I didn't find a suitable song until that website closed down, so I let it go." Mu Zhichan smiled, feeling a little emotional: "But I didn't expect that after so many years, it finally waited for the bosom friend dance music."

"You are very happy." Bian Jiyue looked at him and said slowly, her eyes were as deep as the deep sea.

Hearing this, Mu Zhichan tilted her head and smiled brightly, letting the sunlight spread on her cheeks, and said: "Of course."

Bian Jiyue stared at the other party with a smile without saying a word, and answered in her heart:

——Well, I am also very happy.

Time goes by quickly, especially when a person has something to do, he will find that time goes by faster.

So when Mu Zhichan returned to the hotel in Bian Jiyue's car, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

After opening the car door, Mu Zhichan said to Bian Jiyue who was sitting in the car: "Thank you, Teacher Bian, for sending me back, then I'll go up first."

"Okay." Bian Jiyue replied with a smile.

"Bye bye, Teacher Bian." Mu Zhichan raised his hands at him, turned around and walked away.

Bian Jiyue watched the back of the man walking towards the door of the hotel from the open car window, and then slowly retracted his gaze until he could no longer see him. Then, he closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, recalling the past five years ago in his mind , The churning emotions in the depths of his heart were crazily eroding his reason, causing his face to contort for a moment, and his fingers twitched uncontrollably.

【Brother Lu, you can hug me over to eat, I'm so lazy...】

【Um?Why should I stay in the empty room and go to sleep before you arrive home?Is the bed very cold? 】

[Why are you injured again?Does it hurt, I'm blowing, eh, I didn't say, why do you have to fight with those recruits when you are a commander-in-chief?Alright, it's practical guidance, what you said is right. 】

[I'm really a jerk brother, every time you come back from an expedition, can't you send the military uniform directly to the military logistics department for repair?I can sew ordinary clothes without any problems, but this is a special military uniform. If you sew a split, I will see how embarrassed you are to wear it in front of your subordinates. 】

[Brother Lu, go home early. 】

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