Sand sculpture school grass men's clothes and women trick him into online dating

On the day at the end of December, the long-prepared New Year's Day party was finally held.

The students have been a little restless since the morning, until the afternoon when the class is over, the teacher in charge of the class announced the cancellation of the evening self-study, and after dinner, they went to the school auditorium to watch the New Year's Eve party, and their impetuous emotions finally broke out.

They have been dull and studying for a long time, and it is inevitable that they will lose control when encountering such a large-scale entertainment event.

As night fell, Jiang Yunian followed the flow of people into the school auditorium. The place was brightly lit, the light orange light was not dazzling, festive red lanterns were hung on the spacious stage, the wicks were burning, and the red light was shining brightly.

There are three holes hanging in the center and on the left and right, spit out a slender hourglass-like golden light, shining in the center of the stage, and the background is a dark blue-purple.

It wasn't too late for Jiang Yunian, most of the people were already bustling inside, but the voices of discussing with the people around him at a normal volume were all buzzing and noisy.

He walked to the middle of the front row, and the position with an excellent view was drawn by Lao Wang.

"Brother, are you here?" Han Ju looked up, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

A youthful white casual shirt, a pure black bomber jacket on the outside, slacks of the same color wrapping the long legs, and black and white striped sneakers underneath, a simple and neat handsomeness.

Many people couldn't hold up this dress, but he dressed it just right.

He didn't lift the zipper. His smooth jaw and slender neck matched the white shirt. Hormones seemed to be gushing out from under the white shirt at any time, which was faintly seductive, making people feel hot and heartbeat, and at a loss as to what to do.

Jiang Yu made a special trip outside the school years ago to take care of his broken hair.

"I'll go, with your outfit," Han Ju sighed, "If I hug the little bear, I'll even think about the name of the child at the first sight of you."

"Don't tell ghost stories at night."

"Fuck," Han Ju cursed with a smile, and patted the seat next to him, "Sit down quickly, how many people are looking this way. The aisle is originally narrow, and you hooked people over to ask for contact information, how can I get out?"

Jiang Yunian sat next to him and looked ahead. This place was facing the stage, which belonged to the prime location in the auditorium.

As soon as Hug Bear comes on stage, he can see it.

Not long after, the lights on the scene were adjusted to dazzling white, swaying on the four hosts who came on stage in formal attire. They stood in front of the standing microphone with their lines and program list in their hands.

"The bell of 2032 is about to ring, and we gather together tonight..."

After the routine opening remarks, all the lights were turned off, and at the same time as the host withdrew, the performers of the first show also stepped onto the stage.

This is a self-playing and self-singing song.

Accompanied by the sound of plucking the guitar strings, the dark light enveloped the man like a veil.

Jiang Yunian sat silently under the stage, his face was calm as usual, people around him looked at him frequently, and even took advantage of the lights to turn on the camera to take pictures of him.

There was no disturbance in his heart, but when he smelled the faint orange smell on his body, his heart beat faster and faster like a drum.

bang, bang, bang...

One after another.

The performances on the stage were wonderful, but he seemed to be blocked from five senses, watching a revolving lantern.

The time seems to be stretched very long, flowing very slowly, as if an accelerator has been installed, half an hour has passed in a flash, but it seems to be just the blink of an eye.

"The following group of girls is invited to bring us the classical dance "Zhaoyue"."

The wandering thoughts suddenly came back, and Jiang Yunian focused on looking at the stage, waiting quietly.

The lights were all dimmed, leaving no trace of light.

Footsteps sounded in the darkness, gradually approaching and then stopping.

Boom, boom, boom...

Jiang Yunian raised his hand to cover his troubled heart, but when he put his hand on his chest, he realized that it was a fist.

I don't know how long it was silent and dark, and the dim light was turned on. When people realized that there was a faint light, the light suddenly flourished.

The lights are bright, the hanging lanterns are even redder, and the golden light like fine quicksand gathers silkily in the center of the stage from the 'funnel' on the top.

"No!"

"I'll go! This... this is not the "Zhaoyue" I watched that day!"

"Is this a secret program hidden by Ke Jiner?"

Han Ju was so stunned that he was dumbfounded: "This? Hug the little bear..."

Jiang Yunian was also a little taken aback.

On the stage, ten people stood with their backs, wearing yellow and red one-sleeved tops, embroidered with dragon patterns and auspicious clouds on the top, and festive bright red loose trousers on the bottom. The fabric is so silky that it can reflect light.

Jiang Yunian didn't recover for a long time.

Among these people, the lead dancer standing on the left is 1.8 meters tall, and the rest are also 1.7 meters tall. Their skeletons are relatively large, so they shouldn't be girls.

He took a deep breath, flashing the previous conversation between the two in his mind.

If I were Qing Emperor in the future: Sister Xiong, my family has always raised me as a boy, and I may be very different from what you expected.

Hug Little Bear: It’s okay, Your Majesty, please be more confident. In fact, my family also raises me as a boy. Maybe we have many similarities in reality.

If I am Qing Emperor in the future: then I will be relieved.

Looking back now, he was conveying the fact that he was a boy to Hugging Bear at that time, and Hugging Bear also meant the same thing, but he didn't realize it.

Boys...it doesn't really matter.

What he likes is to cuddle the bear, that's all.

Thousands of thoughts rushed through my brain, but in fact only two seconds passed.

Jiang Yunian's eyes were fixed on the stage, they were all standing with their backs, the peacock brooch did not leak out, he was not sure which one was the hugging bear.

But he has a certain bias in his heart, thinking that the lead dancer standing on the left is 1.8 meters tall and has a cold complexion...

Jiang Yunian didn't notice that Han Ju's cell phone vibrated slightly beside him.

【High quality human club】

Han Ju: I have been dating online for more than a year, but I don't know that my sister-in-law is a man.

Qin Cheng: I'll go!So... is the plan still going on?

Han Ju: I think my brother didn't respond, he should have accepted it well, let's continue.

Qin Cheng: Alright, then I will start making arrangements.

"Dum, thump, thump, thump, thump..."

The melodious and familiar tune sounded, I don't know if it was the piano or the flute, it captured people's hearts all of a sudden, and the people in the one-sleeved costumes on the stage began to shake their shoulders rhythmically.

They finally turned around.

The picture in front of him seemed to be played slowly frame by frame. As soon as the familiar greenness appeared, Jiang Yunian's heart sank, his throat seemed to be blocked by bees, and his eyes subconsciously captured That bright green.

Sure enough, it was the lead dancer on the left, the lead dancer...

The lead dancer turned around calmly, and all kinds of light shone on him. The lit lantern sprinkled a layer of warm orange red on his chin, and dyed his earlobes a layer of orange pink.But it's not hard to see his transparent cold white complexion and outstanding facial features.

Various combinations formed a face that Jiang Yunian would never forget in his dreams.

Obviously it should be a simple and neat turn around, but the fleeting time flows extremely slowly.

Jiang Yunian's disordered thoughts slowed down and crowded in his mind, forcing his brain to explode.

The presence of his gaze was too strong, and Xiu Lin noticed it.

The thin young man stood upright, standing in the center of the stage, dazzling brilliance fell on his body, and the fiery red costume seemed to be bursting with emotion.

Over the past year, all emotions have had outlets to vent.

He started to dance to the music with a strong sense of rhythm. It was obviously a square dance that everyone was tired of listening to, but he danced with sincerity, enthusiasm, and indomitable progress.

"the vast horizon is my love."

"The flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills."

"..."

"you are the most beautiful cloud in my sky."

"Let me keep you with my heart."

The audience exclaimed, and as one person jumped off the seat and swayed, the rest couldn't sit still, and the roof of the entire auditorium was almost lifted by the sound waves.

"Ah, ah, this move is too flirty!"

"Singing the most selected national style leisurely, let love sweep away all the dust!"

"Yo la la ha ha la chai, Yi la suo la ha ha la chai."

The students were overjoyed, and the school leaders were furious.

"Who approved this program?"

"Is this called classical dance?"

The people around were all dancing around, but in Jiang Yunian's world, there was no sound. He was almost condensed into a statue, and no one knew the turbulent waves surging inside.

Everything in the past rushed into the brain like a tsunami, and the tinnitus reached its peak.

He looked straight at the stage with an extremely complicated expression.

Sensing that Jiang Yunian's gaze was still glued to his body, Xuan Lin discarded his embarrassment and discomfort, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he stared at him without dodging or avoiding, the normally indifferent person was burning like a flame at this moment.

His eyes were clear and calm.

I don't have people, and people have me.

Jiang Yunian can dance square dance, so can he. If possible, he wants to dance with His Majesty for the rest of his life.

Jiang Yunian felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Han Ju on the side was dumbfounded, and called him worriedly, Jiang Yunian finally reacted, but he suddenly sank back into the seat, like a person suddenly relieved of a serious illness.

"Brother! Brother? Don't scare me, brother!"

Jiang Yunian moved his fingers, his air was like gossamer: "Small move."

"Hey, brother, tell me, I'm listening." Han Juheng held his hand like a dutiful son in front of the hospital bed.

Jiang Yunian's clear voice was hoarse: "Listen to my advice."

Han Ju stared at him nervously, for fear that he would faint suddenly, waiting for his next words.

"Don't date online."

"Harmful."