I heard that love can make people beautiful?

Zhou Zeqi went to brush his teeth.

After taking a cold shower, water was dripping from the tip of his hair. After he came out of the bathroom, he glanced at Xi Shui who had already sat on the edge of the dining table, took a deep breath before sitting down.

Holding the chopsticks, Xi Shui put a piece of beef in Zhou Zeqi's bowl, and whispered, "Actually, you don't need to do that."

"What is it like?"

Xi Shui pointed to Zhou Zeqi's mouth, "Use your mouth."

Zhou Zeqi raised his thin eyelids, and answered Xi Shui slowly, "I am willing."

"..."

Why not happy, this is his little swan.

Xi Shui ate half a bowl of rice more than usual today, because kissing Zhou Zeqi too frequently consumes too much energy, and he needs to replenish a little more energy.

Zhou Zeqi saw that Xi Shui was belching from eating, so he knocked on the table, "Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

"I've lost weight recently."

Zhou Zeqi frowned.

Xi Shui continued, "Because I always kiss you."

"..."

"Can you explain the connection between the two?"

Xi Shui put down his chopsticks, took a sip of water, and explained to Zhou Zeqi solemnly, "Kissing can burn calories."

Zhou Zeqi also put down his chopsticks, "Doing anything can consume calories, and so can breathing."

Xi Shui blinked.

"So, why do you think you lost weight because you kissed me?" Zhou Zeqi picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. When he looked down, he couldn't see Xi Shui's dodging eyes.

"why?"

Xi Shui forgot Lin Xiaojin's words again.

Zhou Zeqi looked at Xi Shui with serious eyes.

His eyes are pitch-black, completely different from Xi Shui's amber pupils, so Xi Shui's eyes are pure and soft, and when Zhou Zeqi looks at someone seriously, he can't look directly for too long.

Xi Shui swallowed, lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks, and piled up the remaining half of the broccoli one by one. He said slowly, "You know, I have no friends except Xiao Jin now, so I used to have no friends." When I'm happy, I eat..."

This is stripped of his own bloody upbringing experience, many people simply can't understand, will he die if he eats an extra piece of cake?Will you die if you eat one more candy?

It has nothing to do with food. When indulgence collides with the long-term strictness to oneself, it only tortures one's spirit and body.

"Didn't we have a senior who got anorexia due to a lot of pressure and then dropped out of school," the pile of broccoli fell down, and Xi Shui piled them up again, "When I was in high school, I almost became like that , I can eat an eight-inch cake in one go, or even more."

"I'm not hungry, I'm just..."

Intensive training, but lack of objects to vent emotions and stress, parents can give very little, and he himself has not found a suitable method.

In fact, no matter if they are dance students, or sports students, or those majors in Jingxue, when the load exceeds the limit that they can bear, they always have to find a way to relax themselves.

But dance students are doomed to eat unscrupulously.

This method can only make him more painful for Xi Shui.

Zhou Zeqi listened to him carefully, "Then why are you stable now?"

Xi Shui also thought very seriously, "I think it's because of you."

"I'm very happy when I'm with you. I don't want to eat delicious food so much." Xi Shui bit his chopsticks, his eyes sparkled, and hiccupped, "But it's not good to be too happy, too thin I don't have any muscles."

"I will also have troubles." Xi Shui's voice became smaller and smaller, he was very afraid that Zhou Zeqi, like some people, felt that he was moaning without illness, thinking that he was in the midst of blessings and did not know his blessings.

Zhou Zeqi poured Xi Shui a glass of water, "I am honored to make you happy."

Of course it is an honor, this is the supreme compliment, it can provide positive emotional value to the person you like, and it is also within the scope of the lover's obligation.

"Then stay by my side forever." Zhou Zeqi watched as Xi Shui poured water into his mouth with a cup of water, his beautiful Adam's apple went up and down.

Xi Shui didn't hear what he was saying.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Zeqi said.

"Oh."

"Then go wash the dishes."

"..."

The time of the competition was changed to Sunday, whether it was a swimming competition between sports schools, or a carnival between Beijing Dance and the music academy next door.

Swimming starts at [-]:[-] p.m., but the carnival runs from [-]:[-] a.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. There is some overlap in time, but it's not a big problem.

Hai Tinghua went to the supermarket of Beijing Dance Academy to borrow performance costumes. Beijing Dance often has performances, and the supermarket saw huge business opportunities. Every quarter, there will be new and beautiful costumes for both boys and girls.

The performance costumes are uniformly hung on the hangers and placed in the backstage of the auditorium.

The host starts the rehearsal process at six o'clock in the morning.

Xi Shui pulled Zhou Zeqi out of the elevator, and both he and Zhou Zeqi had a pink peach blossom sticker on their faces, with glittering sequins sprinkled on it, which was put on them by the person at the door.

Whether it's Jingwu or Jingyin next door, no one doesn't know Xi Shui.

Everyone in Jingwu knew Zhou Zeqi, but not necessarily Jingyin, after all, he already belonged to another university.

It's still early, it doesn't start until eight o'clock.

But many people had already arrived, and Xi Shui was being greeted all the way.

Zhou Zeqi's face was changing in various colors, and when he got backstage, it had already turned black into the bottom of a pot.

"Hey, are you here?" Lin Xiaojin also had flowers on his face, but he was not a peach blossom, he was a cactus.

Lin Xiaojin noticed the difference after handing each of Xi Shui and Zhou Zeqi a box of milk. He asked curiously, "Why am I a cactus?"

A boy from Jingyin next to him came over and said, "A couple is a peach blossom, a solo is a cactus, and a group is a daisy."

A petal on Xi Shui's face turned up, and Zhou Zeqi pressed it down with his finger, "A single dog is a cactus."

The boy grinned, "Brother Zhou is still direct."

Lin Xiaojin: "..."

"How do you know Zhou Zeqi?" Lin Xiaojin asked curiously.

"Sometimes I'll gossip in your school's forum, your school's forum is more fun."

Zhou Zeqi tore open the milk straw, inserted it, and handed it to Xi Shui's mouth. Xi Shui had a bad habit of biting the straw and chopsticks. Dare, after obediently taking a big sip, he turned his head away.

Lin Xiaojin has seen too many such scenes, and seeing Jingyin's eyes of "Is this the Zhou Zeqi I know?", I feel that he obviously hasn't been in the forum long enough, after all, even Xishui's before The "only fans" have started to switch to CP fans. This change is of course due to Zhou Zeqi's spare no effort to get used to Xi Shui.

"Let's go change clothes." Xi Shui pulled Zhou Zeqi, not forgetting to bring Lin Xiaojin with him.

Lin Xiaojin followed behind like a pickle, "I thought you forgot me."

"Of course not."

This is the largest auditorium in Beijing University with the most luxurious decoration, the best lighting and sound effects, and the largest capacity. There are more than ten independent dressing rooms in the backstage, and the dressing table is outside. There is no such thing as independent or not.

The clothes that Hai Tinghua borrowed were ironed specially, and the hangers were labeled: Class 1, Sophomore, Department of Beijing Dance and Ballet.

Xi Shui took two sets of boys' tuxedos, "The biggest one must be yours."

Zhou Zeqi held Xi Shui's neck and led him into the locker room.

In summer, when the temperature was high, Xi Shui wore a short-sleeved shirt. He peeled himself faster than Zhou Zeqi.

Participating in too many competitions, Xi Shui's movements are fast and skilled.

He bent over to put on his trousers, his buttocks turned up, and when he pulled up his trousers, he turned around and saw Zhou Zeqi looking down at himself. He didn't know why, and urged, "Why don't you change?"

Zhou Zeqi spoke with some difficulty, "Change."

The tuxedo has a classical elegance and dignity, like a gentle gentleman in the middle ages, as if the other party can take off the hat on the top of the head or take out a cigar from the pocket in a second.

The central air conditioner is running at a very low temperature in the auditorium, so even if you put on your coat, you won't feel hot.

Zhou Zeqi was only wearing a shirt. He draped his coat in his arms and looked down at Xi Shui who was sitting on a chair playing with his mobile phone.

"I'm going to keep a diary," he said.

"Write what?"

"Write about my first performance with someone I like."

Xi Shui typed word by word, and did not forget to say: "The memo contains all my diaries for the past few years, as well as some professional skills in ballet. Where will I put my phone later?"

Xi Shui came to the game today without carrying his big satchel.

"I'll hold it for you." Zhou Zeqi said after taking a sip of water.

"okay!"

The performances of the schools on both sides of the carnival are second. Since it is an event, there must be interaction.

The opening is the background music of Jingyin's impromptu performance, and the joint performance of Jingwu improvisation and Jingyin requires strong on-site adaptability, strong creative ability, and extremely high requirements for everyone's knowledge base.

Last year, Jing Wu lost face a lot at the beginning.

Jingyin released a jazz piece last year, it was still a mix and match, piano, bass, guitar, flute, and a well-known subwoofer from their school, all sung in English.

Beijing Dance does not have a major in jazz, so no one came to the stage at the beginning. Later, the classical dance major bit the bullet and took up the challenge, but unexpectedly, the other party changed the tempo temporarily. into a ball.

Xi Shui was able to pick it up. Although Jazz didn't dance very well, he just danced a few lessons with his cousin, but he also knew a few more classic moves. However, he was not at school at the time, and he was participating in a competition in Shanghai.

It's just that Jingyin shouldn't be so stupid, and has used the same moves for two years.

Xi Shui bit the straw of the milk, watching outside the host had already made the opening remark after you and me.

This is Jingyin's very professional host team, and Xi Shui shook his head when he heard it.

"Excuse me." A boy squeezed past Xi Shui with a guitar in his arms.

Then there is the electronic organ, the pipa...

This mix-and-match method is very similar to what Lin Xiaojin told Xi Shui last year.

Lin Xiaojin also noticed it, and he immediately lost his face.

Li Weiwei was sitting on the table wearing a skirt, she saw it too, she stared all the way, when they were standing behind the curtain, she jumped off the table, and in front of a group of people, she took off the skirt, inside were suspenders and security pants, she picked up a black shirt from a row of hangers, "I'm ready."

Hai Tinghua: "Do you know how? Are you ready?"

"I've watched the video specifically, and it's fine."

The host's voice disappeared, the curtain was drawn to both sides, and the electronic organ was carried out. The first thing that fell was the heavy knock of the drum kit and hammer, and a low voice "shit" from the lead singer.

Lin Xiaojin crossed his arms and snorted, "shi~ft."

Li Weiwei should have discussed with Jing Wu in advance, if she repeats last year's routine, she will go.

But for ballet dancers, even if they learn temporarily, they cannot change their habitual movements.

She is nervous.

Zhou Zeqi could tell that Xi Shui was also very nervous, and the little swan was expressionless.

Just as he was about to comfort him, he saw Xi Shui raising his hand to unbutton his tuxedo. He took off his coat, pulled half of the clothes tucked into his trousers, and took off his shoes and socks. He looked up at Zhou Zeqi, "I'm going Help, are you jealous?"

Zhou Zeqi paused, and said in a low voice, "No."

Xi Shui was very sober at such a time, he stood up, kissed Zhou Zeqi's face loudly, his eyes flashed with a firm light, "Yes, you can't be jealous, because I'm dancing for Beijing fight for honor."

Xi Shui stuffed the phone into Zhou Zeqi's hand before running to Li Weiwei's side.

As Qiqi said, hold the phone for him.

Zhou Zeqi slowly looked away from his back, and landed on Xi Shui's phone before he could turn off the screen.

The diary is not finished yet.

- I am so happy to be with Qiqi, I really want to be with him all the time...

Reading other people's diaries is an immoral act. Zhou Zeqi tried to lock the phone, and with a swipe of his finger, he slid the page to the next file.

The black font is very eye-catching, and Zhou Zeqi's eyesight is 5.0.

-5.23 Kiss for ten seconds, burn 0 calories

-5.24 Kissing for 5 minutes, burns 30 calories

-5.26 Kissing for 10 minutes, burns 60 calories

……

-Xiaoxi's troubles: what to do?Zhou Zeqi wants to go out and have a room with me woo woo woo woo

After reading the content, Zhou Zeqi laughed, and looked at the title of the memo at the top of the screen: Kissing plan to lose weight!

Zhou Zeqi felt a little strange about the record and the title.

He recalled Xi Shui's sudden confession,

Taking the initiative to kiss, and lamenting that kissing made me skinny a few days ago, combined with the last sentence...

Zhou Zeqi had an unlikely guess in his mind, but one that was most in line with Xi Shui's brain circuit.

Xi Shui, he confessed his love to him with the purpose of losing weight.

Zhou Zeqi turned off the phone with a blank expression, and after a few seconds, he laughed again. Although it was not the first time he was laughed at by Xi Shui, this time it was the most angry.