Pretend to be nice

"In this classroom?" Li Qinghe asked with a white T-shirt and black overalls slung over his SLR, looking at him.

The decoration style of the dance studio is simple. The water pipes on the top are not covered by the ceiling and are directly painted black like the three walls. There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror covering the entire wall and a wooden floor. The lighting is bright but not dazzling.

Li Qinghe visually inspected the position of the camera, and felt that the job was not difficult.

Lin Gu'an stood next to Li Qinghe and agreed. Even if she wanted to shoot a video today, she didn't deliberately dress up. She wore a simple black short vest, long loose jeans with a red plaid shirt tied around her waist, and her face was as cold as ever. .

There are three teachers in the dance studio plus Lin Gu'an, two women and one man, all of whom have been friends for several years. The matter of shooting the video has been agreed in advance, and they have been preparing for this video for a long time.

In the dance room, apart from the students who followed the teacher to make videos, there were also many students who came to join in the fun. Lin Guan and the others didn’t stop them, thinking that more people would make it look more lively, and the atmosphere would be more lively, so the students could learn a little bit. .

Yang Siyue, Zhang Chen and the students stood inside, and a group of people laughed.

Seeing the arrival of Lin Guan, the two of them gave some advice to the students around them, then walked towards Lin Guan and greeted them familiarly.

Lin Guan agreed.

The three of them had been together for a long time, and they also knew what kind of character Lin Guan had. Before she could introduce her, they introduced themselves to Li Qinghe with a smile.

The dark red big/wavy, hot figure Yujie is called Yang Siyue. She looks beautiful and easy to get along with. When she came in, she was surrounded by many students, and some of them had eyes that couldn't hide their admiration.

The other is Zhang Chen, who has a short slash shaved and wears a fashionable dress. Although his appearance is a bit ordinary, he has a naughty air that is quite popular with girls.

Yang Siyue felt familiar when she saw Li Qinghe over there, but when she got closer, she realized that it was the child who rejected her that day.

In the bar, the person Lin Guan was interested in, the first time in more than [-] years that someone rejected him so disgustingly, and the rare and beautiful light amber eyes, the combination of these three reasons made Yang Siyue the first time in more than an hour. Month is still a deep memory.

Li Qinghe frowned, and subconsciously lowered his eyes to avoid the fiery eyes looking directly at him.

"Siyue", Lin Gu'an's voice was low, with some warning.

Only then did Yang Siyue come back to her senses, temporarily put the complicated thoughts behind her, and said teasingly: "What? I can't even take a look at your little friend."

Li Qinghe was stunned, and before he had time to react, he heard Lin Gu'an's tone increase, and he called out by name and surname: "Yang Siyue".

When Yang Siyue heard this, her smile faltered, and she wisely didn't mention it again.

Although Zhang Yu didn't know what happened, he still hurriedly smiled and said goodbye, suggesting that the order be determined by tossing dice in the group.

The two stiffened went down the steps, turned on their phones and threw the dice.

Li Qinghe stood by the side and listened in a cloud of mist, secretly thinking and thinking, but she was even more confused. So, before she could think about it, she was called to make a video, so she put it aside and let Lin Guan They first set the position for the next dance.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, I adjusted the appropriate parameters with the SLR.

Yang Siyue, who threw the smallest number of points, led the people to stand in the middle of the classroom, a very common triangular position.

Yang Siyue stood at position c in the middle, and the other girls were arranged below her in turn.

Li Qinghe raised his short hair, glanced at the screen, and said OK with one hand.

The students who had been arranged for a long time stood on the stereo, shouted one, two, three, and then turned on the music.

This kind of shooting is not difficult for Li Qinghe, looking at the Yang Siyue in the camera who made her feel a little repulsed at first.

Yang Siyue dances just like her own habits, confident and sexy. Li Qinghe, a layman, can't tell the truth, but thinks her choreography looks very comfortable, the overall flow is smooth and natural, with a few seemingly complicated movements, the students next to her It's a little stiff to do it, but it looks very relaxed when it comes to Yang Siyue.

Li Qinghe is used to thinking about how to edit in his head when he is shooting. Looking at the students who encounter difficult movements and are uncoordinated, he is already secretly thinking about how to highlight Yang Siyue and how to make other people look less conspicuous. .

In the dance studio, Yang Siyue never puts on airs as a teacher, and the students are not afraid of her. Now she is dancing in the middle, surrounded by students booing, shouting, and whistling one after another.

When the music stopped, Yang Siyue gasped and smiled at her amidst the screams, causing a howl of wolves.

Li Qinghe, a straight man of steel, doesn't understand beauty, he looks away expressionlessly, quickly presses pause, and shakes his hands to relax his muscles.

Another one is about to start.

Zhang Chen and his party were all dressed in black. They were all 1.8 meters tall, and they didn't feel stage fright when they were surrounded by people.

Li Qinghe frowned slightly. In order to look handsome, Zhang Chen did a lot of trick-like moves. The other students also followed the teacher. It might seem cool just by looking at it, but the overall look is not as smooth as Yang Siyue's group. The shooting of her There were also obstacles, each playing their own cool, and I didn't know which one to shoot. Fortunately, my experience was steady, and I didn't panic too much. I was already thinking that editing would be troublesome.

"What's wrong with Chenzi? I didn't see their dance line so chaotic before." Yang Siyue, who was relieved, stood beside Lin Gu'an, frowning and watching.

Lin Gu'an was also puzzled, he didn't bother to watch the crowd dancing wildly in the middle, and simply turned his eyes away to look at the person carrying the DSLR.

Against the background of booing peers all around, the usually gloomy eyebrows and eyes appear mature and stable under the concentrated shooting.

Li Qinghe frowned, not looking relaxed as expected.

Serious child, Lin Gu'an unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

After finally finishing the filming, Li Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, looked up but couldn't find the person who had been staring at him just now, shook his hands to relieve the sore muscles, replaced the memory card and battery of the DSLR, wiped off the sweat on his palms, A little nervous.

Li Qinghe clenched the DSLR in his hand, staring at Lin Gu'an who appeared in the camera and stood at position C.

It's not Yang Siyue's sexy and dexterous dance that is suitable for girls, nor is it Zhang Chen's cool show-off for the sake of power. She lives in the middle of the two, combining power and sex appeal just right.

The corners of the eyes are like small hooks with absolute confidence and carelessness, every movement is clean and easy to retract, playing with every drumbeat at will, and the vest line at the waist sometimes disappears, sexy and full of power.

Li Qinghe doesn't know how to dance, but she knows how to shoot. After many years of shooting, she understands that photographers and models complement each other. A good photographer can shoot what she thinks is the best angle for a model. A model allows a photographer to capture her own beauty.

And Lin Guan is that good model, every movement of her firmly captures the camera, showing every beauty she thinks to Li Qinghe, driving Li Qinghe's shooting.

When the last movement was withdrawn, Lin Guan restrained all his emotions, the classroom was silent for a few seconds, and there was a deafening shout, and countless pairs of shoes were thrown out in the middle.

Li Qinghe pressed pause a few seconds later, and put down his raised hand.

Lin Gu'an was still standing there, looking relaxed and reckless, but with more effort, the sweat on his neck flowed down, and soon disappeared into his collar.

The atmosphere was heated up. They were all young and energetic students, clamoring to come again. Seeing that a few people didn't intend to go up, they simply went up by themselves. Lin Guan and the others were used to this kind of scene, instead of stopping , and watched with interest.

Yang Siyue even added fire to the back.

However, Li Qinghe hid aside. Even Li Qinghe, who often exercised and deliberately exercised his arms, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after the three shots. The sore muscles are uncomfortable. Make sure the video is saved and the SLR is put back in the bag. , she shook her hands trying to ease.

After Lin Gu'an retreated from the booing of a group of noisy students, and looked around the classroom several times, he found Li Qinghe in the corner.

She was talking to a 1.8-meter-tall boy wearing a black peaked cap. She had some impression of this man. He was a student from a nearby university and learned to dance at Zhang Yu's. Girls like it, and several students have approached her privately to ask for his contact information.

But when they were standing together, Lin Gu'an felt that Li Qinghe was more attractive. She was standing there holding a DSLR, wearing a simple white T-shirt and overalls, although none of the boys next to her would wear them. Three pieces are stacked, and there is a silver earring hanging on the right ear.

But Li Qinghe just stood there, with short, medium-length hair, and gloomy eyebrows that could not be ignored.

At this moment, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a distant and polite smile on her face.

Seeing Lin Gu'an, his eyes lit up, watching her send out a distress signal.

The displeasure that had just arisen in my heart was easily soothed.

Lin Gu'an stepped forward and took Li Qinghe away from the boy on the grounds of talking about the video.

Lin Gu'an led Li Qinghe out of the classroom and into the corridor.

The innermost part of the corridor is the dressing room reserved by the dance studio. A row of iron cabinets are placed beside the door, and the wooden boards separate each other into rectangular spaces. Some of the wooden doors are open and some are closed. Close them all.

Lin Gu'an walked to the innermost compartment with the wooden door closed, and took out the key to open the door. Except for the two innermost rooms, which are shared, these two rooms are reserved for her and Yang Siyue's own use. The space is relatively large. There is also an iron cabinet that reaches the calf.

Li Qinghe stopped consciously and did not approach.

The door was closed, and after a while there was the rustling sound of clothes rubbing inside.

Li Qinghe's attention was diverted from the obsessive-compulsive disorder, he touched his nose uncomfortably, but honestly lowered his head to look at the ten centimeter gap in the door.

The blue blood vessels of the bare feet were faintly visible under the white skin. When one foot was lifted, the blood vessels of the other foot were slightly raised due to the effort to stand up.

Li Qinghe didn't have a foot fetish, but he found this scene inexplicably beautiful.

He accidentally took out the SLR from his bag, pressed the shutter, and the clicking sound was particularly conspicuous in the empty and deserted dressing room.

Li Qinghe froze all of a sudden.

The atmosphere solidified.

The voice inside paused for a moment before continuing again.

After Lin Guan changed the sweat-soaked clothes into the loose white T-shirt and denim shorts left in the closet, he opened the door and came out.

The child was still holding the black SLR, standing there in a daze, like a big fool.

His throat moved, but he didn't know what to say.

Lin Gu'an cast an angry look at her, and walked out the door directly.

She suddenly followed out.