[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Watching Ji Yue approaching, Mo Yihuan straightened up awkwardly.

Ji Yue demonstrated it to him, and said, "You follow my actions and do it again."

Mo Yihuan did it again according to Ji Yue's movements: "...Is this time right?"

Ji Yue showed an impatient look on his face, and said in a bad tone: "Mo Yihuan, don't you know how to do it?"

Mo Yihuan felt a little wronged: "I did it according to you, what's wrong?"

Ji Yue stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold Mo Yihuan's waist involuntarily: "The key to this movement is the waist. The waist must be strong so that the whole movement will appear clean and neat, not soft like yours..."

Mo Yihuan held his breath.

Ji Yue was standing right behind him, Mo Yihuan could even feel the temperature of his body through the thin clothes.Surrounded by the man's aura, and the low and magnetic words fell on his ears, Mo Yihuan became a little dazed for a moment.

"Hips want to be like this, the feeling of being thrown out..." Ji Yue said, and when he lowered his head, he saw the young man staring at him blankly, as if he didn't listen to his words at all.

Ji Yue frowned, and said angrily, "Mo Yihuan, are you listening?"

"Ah..." Mo Yihuan came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "I'm listening! "

Ji Yue said: "Then follow what I said and do it again."

Mo Yihuan didn't listen to a single word of what Ji Yue said just now, so he had to bite the bullet and do it again.

Ji Yue seemed to be really annoyed by him, he raised his voice and said angrily: "Mo Yihuan, if you want to compete, study hard, if you don't want to, just say it, I don't have time to waste here with you!"

so fierce...

When he was in the book before, no matter what wrong he did, Ji Yue would always say a harsh word, let alone attack him, but now...

Thinking of this, Mo Yihuan's heart became more sour, and she lowered her head and did not speak.

The boy in front of him had a small face wrinkled in grievance, his eyes were moist and red at the end of his eyes.Ji Yue's expression calmed down involuntarily, and he said in a helpless voice: "I'll teach you one last time, and you can read it again."

As he spoke, he walked up and clasped the boy's waist with his hands again.

Mo Yihuan broke away from him angrily: "No need, isn't it just a crotch swing? I will!"

He leaned back slightly, and pressed down his hips according to Ji Yue's previous action, but accidentally lost his center of gravity with too much force, staggered under his feet, and was about to fall to the ground.

Mo Yihuan screamed, and Ji Yue stepped forward quickly, wrapping his arms around his waist: "Be careful!"

The man's handsome face was close at hand, and the warm breath fell on his cheeks.Mo Yihuan's eyes widened instantly, and he held his breath.

Seeing that Mo Yihuan was standing still, Ji Yue let go of his hand, but the young man held onto his arm reluctantly. Ji Yue struggled but did not let go, and frowned, "...what else do you want?"

Mo Yihuan lowered his head and bit his lip lightly.

"I... I've been practicing really hard. It's hard for me if I can't practice, so don't be angry with me, okay?"

Ji Yue's eyebrows twitched, he looked away and sighed helplessly.

"It doesn't matter if I'm angry or not. But if you just dance like this in the competition, it will definitely not work."

Mo Yihuan pursed her mouth and said in a muffled voice, "...I never wanted to win the game."

Hearing this, Ji Yue raised his eyebrows: "Then what are you doing here?"

Mo Yihuan lowered his head, blushed, and said softly, "I came here because of you."

The sound is so small that it is almost inaudible.

Ji Yue's eyes widened in surprise: "Me?"

The boy's small face was flushed from the cheeks to the tips of his ears, he lowered his head and said nothing.

After a long silence, Ji Yue's face darkened slightly: "Mo Yihuan, what do you mean?"

Mo Yihuan's heart almost jumped out of his chest, he cheekily joked: "It's literally, you, you just pretend I didn't say it, let's continue discussing about dancing..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Ji Yue in a cold voice: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Yihuan was taken aback for a moment, but didn't realize it for a while: "What?"

Ji Yue narrowed his eyes slightly: "...or, what do you want from me?"

Mo Yihuan: "?"

A look of ridicule flashed in Ji Yue's eyes: "Song Zheji and I are not the same kind of people. If you want to use what you did to him on me, then your idea is wrong."

Mo Yihuan didn't expect Ji Yue to say that, he couldn't believe it: "You..."

Ji Yue said again: "Also, don't think too much. I will choose you, not for the reason you think."

After he finished speaking, he turned his eyes away from the stunned look of the young man in front of him.

"I'm giving you two days. If you can't dance well, you won't have to look for me."

Mo Yihuan watched the back of the man leaving, and stood there in a daze.

520 jumped onto his shoulder from the side: "He treats you as a stranger now, he will definitely be disgusted if you say such things to him, are you stupid!"

Mo Yihuan lowered his head, sniffled his nose, the tip of his nose turned red, and said in a muffled voice, "I know, I just... can't help it."

520 sighed, and patted Mo Yihuan's shoulder reassuringly with his little paw: "It's okay, it's okay, take your time! He will definitely bow down to your pomegranate skirt, ah no, under the suit pants!"

Mo Yihuan was in a bad mood all morning.

For the past two days, he slept in the company's rest room for dancing practice.This happened again today, and he is not in the mood to practice dancing anymore, he just wants to go home and have a good sleep.

At noon, I went to the supermarket to buy some food. After eating, Mo Yihuan just got off the elevator when he heard someone behind him calling him: "Mr. Mo? Mr. Mo, please wait!"

Mo Yihuan turned around and saw a woman in a suit trotting towards him, followed by a man carrying a camera.Running closer, Mo Yihuan saw that she was holding a microphone in her hand, and the label on the microphone read "Yuexin Entertainment".

Mo Yihuan was a little puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Mo, we want to interview you, is that okay?"

"Interview me?" Mo Yihuan was taken aback: "What can I do for an interview?"

"Soon, just a few questions!" The woman handed the microphone to his mouth involuntarily: "May I ask, did you dance like that on purpose in the interview, in order to catch people's attention?"

Mo Yihuan was tongue-tied: "Huh?"

...What's the problem?

Seeing his bewildered look, the woman changed the topic: "Ji Yue has always been very harsh in selecting candidates. Why did he choose you? Is there really something shady like the public opinion says?"

Mo Yihuan: "..."

He really felt that the woman did it on purpose. He felt a little offended, and frowned, "Can I not answer?"

The woman's eyes lit up, and she smiled slightly: "You haven't made your debut yet, are you playing tricks with us?"

It was only then that Mo Yihuan realized that this woman was setting herself up.If you don't answer it yourself, it is inevitable that they will use the "big card" to make use of it and write scribbles.

Just when he was leaving or not, a man's voice sounded from the side: "Mo Yihuan."

Mo Yihuan tilted his head and met the familiar black eyes.

As if seeing a savior, Mo Yihuan happily said, "Your Majesty... Teacher Ji!"

Ji Yue said: "Come here, I have something to do with you."

When the woman saw Ji Yue, she hurriedly posted it: "Mr. Ji, can you answer me, your vision has always been very strict, why did you choose an amateur with no dancing skills..."

Ji Yue frowned: "Get out of the way."

He grabbed Mo Yihuan's shoulders and walked out the door. The woman chased after him relentlessly: "Ms. Ji..."

Ji Yue said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "It's against the rules to come here for an interview without an appointment. Hurry up, I don't want to call security."

Hearing the word "security", the woman stopped unwillingly.

It wasn't until the door of the company that Ji Yue let go of his hand.

Mo Yihuan looked up at him, and said sincerely, "...that, thank you."

Ji Yue didn't speak, but strode away.

Mo Yihuan looked at his back without looking back, and pouted embarrassingly.Just as I was about to go out, I realized that it was actually lightly raining outside.

He didn't bring an umbrella, and his home was not close to the company.He walked around the door twice in embarrassment, and finally decided to take a taxi back.

He took out his mobile phone to call a taxi, probably because of the rain, there was still a queue to take a taxi, and there were a lot of people in front of him, and he was already dozens of miles away.

Mo Yihuan pitifully leaned against the door, playing with his phone while waiting for the bus.

Just then, a black Bentley stopped in front of him.

Mo Yihuan looked up, only to see the car window rolling down slowly, and the man in the car turned his head to look at him: "Are you going home?"

Mo Yihuan: "...um."

Ji Yue withdrew his gaze: "Come in.

Mo Yihuan looked at him in surprise, almost unable to believe his ears, until the man urged: "What's wrong?" He hurried forward, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.

After he said his home address, he was relatively silent along the way, only the sound of the windshield wipers outside the window.

Mo Yihuan watched the wipers swing from side to side, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, and his face was also slightly hot.He thought he had a cold and a fever, so he reached out and touched his forehead, but it didn't feel hot, but his cheeks were a little hot.

……what happened?

A burst of irritability rolled in his heart, and he licked his dry lips irritably.

520 seemed to notice something strange, poking his head out of his bag: "What's wrong? Your face is so red!"

Mo Yihuan shook his head: "I don't know, I feel a little hot..."

"Hot?" 520 pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Wait, did you drink something at noon?"

Mo Yihuan said strangely: "At noon, I drank a bottle of rio at noon..."

His words stopped abruptly, because he suddenly realized something,

Rio contains alcohol, so it is technically considered wine.And his current feeling is exactly the same as when the drug took effect before...

Mo Yihuan's eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "Isn't it?! The effect of the medicine is still there?"