Rival says he loves me

Fang Gayao had half of his body nestled on the co-pilot, with the seat belt hanging loosely on his body, bearing the weight of one person.

My mouth is now fishy, ​​and I didn't clean it when I rinsed my mouth just now.

"Eat a piece," Wu Wei reached out and handed him a box of xylitol, "My fault."

"Don't take the blame on yourself," Fang Gayao just picked it up, but just shook it in his hand, and after hearing the sound, he put it back again, dragging his chin and looking out, "I voluntarily, no matter what the situation is I suffer it myself."

It was the first time for him to do this kind of thing to someone. To be honest, it had a big impact on him personally, but it was only for a while, and it was clear that this face was Wu Wei.

It doesn't matter.

Even if Wu Wei stepped on his bottom line, he would admit it.

Who told him to call him Wu Wei.

A man who grows above his bottom line.

Fang Gayao waited for a while, Wu Wei kept driving without saying a word, just lowered the window and let in a cool breeze

He is hot.

Going back to school is basically an old tune. The school will have a few exchange students, and there will be an opportunity to go abroad for exchange in the last two years. The instructor explained the registration process in detail. Fang Jiayao sat in the last row and didn't listen much, because this time the school The notification came suddenly, and only a small number of them could come back. The classroom was very empty, and there were empty seats in the back. Fang Gayao picked the last row near the window, and just lay on his stomach and fell asleep.

He has no fixed requirements for sleeping, as long as he feels that the atmosphere is right, he can squint for a while. Wu Wei went to the studio when he came back. In fact, Fang Gayao didn't pay attention to the news about the tour competition. He also expected that Du Yu would definitely go. The feeling for Du Yu now is very strange.

Du Yu regards this not only as a hobby.

It is life.

He said that he felt alive only when he was in the spotlight.

In the past, every time after the dance rehearsal, he and Du Yu would find a bar, and Fang Gayao would just watch him drink and listen to what he said.

Only this sentence, Fang Gayao regretted teaching him.

Fang Gayao could walk out, but Du Yu couldn't.

Living to prove the way, there is no need to use desperately to prove it.

The cool wind was blowing on his head, Fang Gayao rested his ears on his arms and just looked out.

Confused people, too many.

Since he came back from Xingjinbei, he basically has no part-time job, so that his brother and himself can barely survive until the Chinese New Year, and after that,

Hard to say.

- Come on.

a quarter past nine.

Fang Gayao was wrapping his fingers around his second hair when he received a WeChat message from Wu Wei.

The address is his studio.

He didn't say any details, just threw these two words on the empty chat interface.

As if he was sure he would go.

Fang Gayao shook his arms and left through the back door.

After I got out of the teaching stairs, I came back.

-wait for me.

To Wu Wei.

It was hard for him to say no.

On the way here, Fang Jiayao smoked a few cigarettes. He smoked bit by bit along the shadow of the street lamp. When he arrived at the door of the studio, he saw that it was lively inside.

A layer of gauze floated inside the curtains, and Wu Wei sat in his usual position, looking out.

So Fang Gayao was discovered by him when he was outside.

When Fang Gayao walked in, Wu Wei had already stood up to help him open the door.

"The private seat is reserved for you," Wu Wei rubbed his neck with one hand, and tilted his head back slightly. He guessed that the posture just now was uncomfortable, and when he stood up, he moved his whole body.

"Do me a favor," Wu Wei pulled to walk in, "I designed a movement, but no one else can do it."

Fang Gayao listened in disbelief, "You can't do it either?"

"Pas de deux," Wu Wei habitually threw him a piece of clothing, "Put this on, I'll sweat in a while."

Fang Gayao took the clothes over, stared at them, the material was quite comfortable, it was just a loose white gown, he looked around again, and found that several familiar people were there that day, one of them was sitting on the ground with his feet covered, At this moment, the other party was looking up, "Master Wei has strong inspiration and ability, it is difficult to find someone who can dance, several people tried several times in turn, but they couldn't do it."

Next to him was a girl with a pink ponytail squatting, who was helping him with a massage, "If you can't do it, just shut up, you fell off the top eight in the last international competition, so don't be ashamed."

The person who was scolded was not angry, and coaxed twice with a silly smile, "Yes, the qualifications are limited."

Fang Gayao remained calm, nodded and went inside to change his clothes.

The top eight in the international competition, if singled out, he is a god-level figure in China.

The first time he asked Du Yu to compete in the competition, he was only on the verge of leaving the international circle.

For this kind of achievement, Du Yu worked hard.

There were seven or eight people standing in the room just now.

Fang Gayao alone is more than half familiar.

That is to say, in Wu Wei's studio, basically everyone in the circle who has the ability to challenge for the BCONE championship is included.

So just now the little girl complained about the "final eight in the international competition".

It may be a height that an ordinary person cannot reach in a lifetime.

After changing his clothes, Fang Gayao went out, and saw someone still trying out moves beside Wu Wei.

He leaned to one side to watch, his eyes fixed on Wu Wei.

Still the familiar explosiveness.

With almost crazy control.

"Fuck, I can't," the one who was dancing Popping with Wu Wei just gave up halfway.

Abandoning himself, he took a bottle of water from the table, his head was covered with sweat, "If you can't keep up, forget it."

A few people beside him laughed at him, "Aren't you awesome just now? How can you say that last season you followed Master Wei to the final four."

"No matter how tired you are, how tired are you? After dancing with a group of people four times in a row, do you think that your control has slipped a little?"

Fang Gayao heard a few people joking, so he found a towel and put it on Wu Wei's neck, "Take a break."

The time for hip-hop dancing will not be very long. To a large extent, it is to ensure the physical strength of the dancers. The control of their own muscles is already exhausted. Can only resist.

A long time is not good for the body.

So even Wu Wei, who is a little short of breath now, took a towel to cover his face, and directly poured a bottle of water from his head.

"It's you, they say no one can do it," Wu Wei was wet from his shoulders to his neckline. He was wearing black, so it wasn't obvious, but the continuous heat from his body was drenched through.

When the night wind blew in along the window, Fang Gayao still felt a little cold standing beside him.

"Take a break," Fang Gayao supported his shoulders and wanted him to sit on the sofa for a while, but he just stood still, "No need, you saw the general style just now, just follow the node and cooperate with me."

Fang Gayao saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he didn't force him anymore, but just nodded.

The people around were all sitting on the oak floor, forming a circle, and some of them didn't know Fang Gayao, so they asked curiously, "Who is this person? Lord Wei called people over, so he just confessed to this person." one sentence?"

After all, this choreography was explained a week or two in advance, but it was just a master version, and anyone could change the tricks from it.

But no one changed.

The combination of movements picked out of Master Wei's mind.

It is difficult to think better.

Therefore, all the performances of the visitors are basically the result of self-practice first. Even so, it is still difficult for the scene to keep up with Wu Wei's rhythm.

As soon as Fang Gayao came, he just said a few words and it was over.

How can this be expected to jump out.

"He doesn't look familiar to you?" Dirty Braid propped his hands behind his body, and clasped his legs into a crooked "mouth", "Didn't you see it?"

"Shh, don't talk, it's starting." Someone reminded them to be quiet.

When the music exploded, the person who asked the question just said, "Fuck."

The rhythm control from the very beginning fit perfectly with Wei Ye.

This was originally impossible.

He has a long neck and looks forward. The point he worked so hard to get stuck just now looks very natural on the opponent, and all the movements in it are a temporary coordination with Master Wei. It can be seen that there are two people ahead of time. Didn't move right.

But it just looks comfortable.

This is the most terrifying.

Hip-hop dance needs to be natural, all the difficult moves are to shake out in a complete set, but if you get stuck in a little shell, you will make mistakes that are ugly.

The duration of the music is five minutes 24.

Everyone was silent until the last second.

In the end, there were only the gasping sounds of the two people on the top, and the bottom was completely carnival.

"Let me see." Wu Wei saw that Fang Jiayao's expression was not right when he was halfway through the dance, so he stretched out his hand to look at his clothes, pressing the tattoo, "Does it hurt?"

"No, I haven't danced for a long time, it's normal to breathe a little bit," Fang Gayao pulled down a circle of clothes by himself, and found a place to drink water, "You are inhumane," Fang Gayao felt, this kind of intensity choreographed at all It is to force people to make mistakes at the limit.

There are bursts of color, but once you get stuck there, there is no turning back.

"There will always be someone who can dance, like you," Wu Wei took the glass from Fang Gayao's hand, "This is wine."

Fang Gayao looked at him, muffled, "I know."

"DACK?" The person sitting below shouted.

The voice below exploded, "Fuck, it's true."

"The one who is said to have left the circle?"

Domestic hip-hop began to improve, that is, from the year when DACK came into being.

Seeing that he can play well, many people follow the trend, but among these followers, there are many names that will be famous in the next seven or eight years.

But on the ancestors.

Or DACK.

Even last season's international runner-up is still calling himself a DACK apprentice.

However, DACK was short-lived, and there was no news a few years ago.

The circle changes quickly, waiting for the next rookie to rise, and everyone's eyes follow.

Speaking of DACK, the newer the stranger.

But it does not hinder his position.

It is pressed in people's hearts and has not moved for many years.

As long as someone uncovers that piece of memory,

Response is a matter of time.

They are convinced.

Strength is there.

"Fuck, it's true." Someone saw the black tattoo on his waist.

Many people have never seen DACK's face, but they all know that he has a tattoo.

In the interview when he retired, he showed it.

"Is this the only choreography for an audition?" Fang Gayao reclined on the sofa to calm his breath, crossing his legs casually to sweat off.

"Audition?" Wu Wei touched a cigarette from the table with a smile, "I will choreograph once for every competition."

"It's for the championship."

The few sitting on the ground really wanted to ask Fang Gayao. In fact, they were all hearsay about what happened to Fang Gayao before. There were not many people who really understood, so there were many versions that were circulated before the eldest brother retired. The most popular The first class is also the most romantic version, saying that DACK quit the circle because of a woman.

At that time, he was the closest to DACK, and he is still active in the circle.

The name is also loud.

My name is Chen Haoting.

Someone in the middle was spreading that there were only two people around DACK at that time.

Du Yu and Chen Haoting.

It is basically an iron triangle, and it can be regarded as the champion of domestic competitions all the way. Some competitions go straight to the end. I heard that there are these three people who participated in the competition, and they basically went there with the attitude of watching and learning. About winning awards , no one dared to think about it.

So when I met the deity unexpectedly today, many people still wanted to ask what happened.

But seeing Master Wei put his arm on someone's shoulders, it seems that they are very close, and they are all very knowledgeable, so they keep their words in their stomachs, depending on Master Wei's attitude.

Fang Gayao was brave just now. If that kind of intensity was used before, he would have been able to relax a lot. However, his wounds have been itchy for more than half a year, which still has an impact on his speed and endurance, so his performance just now is not the ultimate, but it is still what he can achieve so far. best condition.

So now he was panting, his whole body was paralyzed on the sofa as if he had no bones, and he felt tired even if he moved.

With his current physical condition, even if he has private goods that he is good at, he can't show them all.

To put it bluntly, the glory of the past could not shine on the present, the future he could foresee.

There is no hip-hop in it.

"Hey, it's so lively inside," a voice sounded nice when I thought of the door, and when someone kicked the door open, they saw that they were still wearing leather jackets and shorts in this weather, with no extra decorations on their bodies, but they could look very good, Chen Haoting walked to Everywhere attracts attention, especially when he enters the door and sees Fang Gayao crouching on the sofa, he slams the door excitedly, sits directly next to him, and walks in front of Wu Wei, and everyone around him can see In a cold sweat.

Chen Haoting can be regarded as a well-known figure in the circle, so everyone in the room knows each other, but usually there is no intersection, and they are not in the same life circle. It is quite unexpected to meet this time. The little girl from before greeted her, "I made you late , deserves not to have seen anything pretty."

Chen Haoting touched the dregs on her head, and turned her face to confront him, "I don't think it's a matter of every minute, but it has a strong relationship with him, right Fang Jiayao."

"Besides, when I called him Xiao Ming before, you didn't know where you were playing with mud and showing off your sense of superiority to me?" When Chen Haoting was talking, she was actually paying attention to the distance between herself and Fang Jiayao, and she didn't cross the line, but she saw Fang Gayao rested half of his arm on Wu Wei's leg, but actually he was still a little muttering in his heart.

She is not very clear, verify it for herself.

"Fang Gayao, you already know about the tournament," Chen Haoting discussed it with him, but her bright red fingernails had already started to stick out on his head, "Will you go—— "

One centimeter away.

You can touch his curly soft hair.

A few elders around just watched helplessly. Chen Haoting, who has a hot body, a small face and a delicate face, is full of attractiveness, just so openly flirting with Fang Gayao.

How true or false all the rumors are is not self-evident.

"Snapped--"

Fang Gayao waved his hand fiercely, and threw his arm face-to-face on her hand.

The girl's skin is thin, and Chen Haoting's hands are almost red in an instant. If she feels it carefully, she will feel a little hot.

When Fang Gayao stretched out his hand, he was also taken aback for a moment.

He didn't expect his reaction to be so strong.

Originally, I thought that following Wu Wei would get better.

I have never done this to Chen Haoting before.

"Sorry, I'm wrong, let me see," Fang Gayao tried to support himself and sit up, but his arm was also red, and he knew how painful it was.

"It's okay, it's not made of white flower noodles, so it's so easy to deform," Chen Haoting smiled, with a row of small white teeth sticking out of her bright red lips.

Chen Haoting was smiling, her eyes were like nails, staring at Wu Wei, "I'll chat with you later, do you have time?"

Wu Wei was picking at the cigarette case, put half of his hand on Fang Gayao's shoulder, and took Fang Gayao's outstretched hand back. He was rubbing it in the palm of his hand at the moment. He looked at his own arm being rubbed by Wu Wei with his fingers.

Chen Haoting just watched Fang Gayao's neck get dyed.

She swore that this was the first time in her 25 years of life that she saw Fang Gayao's face turn red.

Absolutely fucking shy.

The studio was noisy all night, taking advantage of this opportunity, everyone didn't leave, and just stopped by here as guests.

I ordered a hot pot meal.

Vegetables and meat were bought temporarily in the afternoon, and even the pot was carefully selected by a few Sichuan girls who went to the supermarket temporarily. That's enough to celebrate.

Fang Gayao didn't speak much the whole time, although he skipped over and sat next to him, he had to bow his head to reply to the message.

- Don't drink the wine, give it to me if you have it.

- I will send you back to the dormitory after eating.

-They are enthusiastic, they should say what they should not say, if you say it, don't think too much about it.

Fang Gayao didn't even have time to reply, so the phone just scrolled down the message.

I don't know if Wu Wei was a little drunk and talked too much.

-fine.

- can drink.

-Happy.

Fang Gayao lowered his head and sent back one by one, which caused a bit of embarrassment at the dining table. The hot pot was still gurgling, and a circle of people stretched their chopsticks into it to pick up vegetables. My son likes to eat hot pot, and she is absolutely anxious to insert chopsticks into her bowl, just waiting for a bite.

But looking at the two next to him, they held their phones and remained motionless.

So someone took the time to take a photo of Fang Gayao with his mobile phone.

The buddy next to him poked him, "What? Let me tell you, Lord Wei fell in love with it, you don't want to die?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, I'm fucking crazy, isn't it just that it's rare to have dinner with such an awesome person, post a circle of friends, let me show off for a while?"

"Hypocrisy." The person next to him snorted softly, and put his head directly on his shoulder like chopsticks, "Send me back, good brother."

Fang Gayao had been eating very carefully because of the broken skin at the corners of his mouth, but then the soreness and numbness went straight to his head, he lost all feeling in his mouth, and his mouth was lavish, and at the end of eating, he couldn't help but put the buttons on and fanned himself to eliminate the sweat. A few sharp-eyed ones could see the red marks on each other's chests, whether new or old, that hadn't faded away.

Wu Wei's eyes looked around, and there were people around him, no one looked up.

Those who wanted to ask questions were still afraid of Wu Wei's eyes when they were drunk in the end, and they didn't even fart a single one.

I don't know if it's because chili peppers and alcohol are easy to get drunk. Fang Gayao thinks he hasn't drunk much, but when he sees his hands being squeezed, he feels a bit double. Chen Haoting eats fast with the Sichuan girl, and he is already sitting outside at the moment Sitting on the chair with her arms around her shoulders, she became little sisters.

So there are fewer taboos on the table, Fang Jiayao can't help but want to smoke, from the most annoying habit to the need to vent all the time now, he doesn't know where he got so many emotions, it's been a long time since there have been so many people Celebrate something together.

The only thing he remembers is that when he was eight years old, he was surrounded by a small wooden table for his birthday with the woman who raised him and grapefruit. That was the first time he heard the birthday song.

It was also the first time for him to know that his birthday should be commemorated.

Instead of what the man said,

I should die that day.

He waited for the thin smoke in his hand to float around his eye sockets before he blinked, and found that Wu Wei had wandered outside at some point, and Chen Haoting was standing beside him, with his back to the glass window, as if he was chatting.

In fact, Fang Jiayao was looking out from the inside, somehow feeling that Chen Haoting, a girl like Wu Wei, was the most suitable for Wu Wei.

Not crying or fussing, she is also the first girl who is not afraid when she sees Wu Wei.

Outside the glass, Chen Haoting couldn't hold it back, and took a cigarette from Wu Wei's pocket, "You are really awesome, in every sense," Chen Haoting spoke straightforwardly, with red lips and white teeth, sharp teeth are inevitable, " Let me tell you, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you, so you have to get along with him."

"You care about him so much?" Wu Wei didn't look at her, but turned his head and glanced at Fang Gayao who was sitting in the transparent glass and looking out, "He used to be like this?"

"I can't tell you now, do you know about the inspection period? Fang Gayao has been playing with me for many years. I was blind and didn't see clearly when I touched Du Yu, but this time I will keep my eyes on you. When Chen Haoting was speaking, she stretched out two long fingers and gestured back and forth on her eyes, "If you feel sorry for him a little bit, believe it or not, I will pick out the eyes for you."

Wu Wei was taking a puff of cigarette when he heard this, and couldn't help slipping out of his mouth, "He rarely hears such words, and no one dared to say that to him before," so he listened strangely. She was not angry, but just looked at her bluff and knew that she was sincerely doing Fang Gayao's good, so she also pinched her own mouth, and moved a little away, "Then just wait and see."

Chen Haoting was naturally comfortable after she finished her harsh words, so she stepped on her little high heels, pushed the door open and entered, and was suddenly stopped by Wu Wei behind her, which made her break into a small cold sweat.

She said she wasn't afraid, which was half a lie, so in the end she didn't plan to lose the battle, she turned her head stiffly, making noise like an old hen, "Why? It's not enough to just say a few words to you, I'll follow Fang Gayao He is a childhood sweetheart, can you compare, I am his half guardian, tell you, even if you two get married in the end, you will have to pass my test, if you hit someone now, I will yell, see, he is sitting inside, Believe it or not—”

"I just want to ask you something." Wu Wei took a step closer, stretched out his arms and closed the door she had just opened. Only then did Chen Haoting feel a heavy sense of oppression, and all the irascible stubbornness was defeated at this moment, and said The weakness in her legs was due to her unconsciousness, so she almost fell to her knees, but in the end she still held her breath,

"I repeat, threatening me is useless."

But it seems that the other party didn't listen to her at all, and just said to himself, "I have a question for you,"

"What's his nickname?"