[Yi Yang Qianxi] Under the Wishing Tree

Knowing that Qian Xi wanted to teach Zhi Yi to dance, the company's top management was overjoyed, because the special structure of the company's artist dance room was really not suitable for such two people to practice dancing, so Mr. Wei specially ordered someone to open the special dance room for two people to use.

The so-called special dance room is a dance room prepared in case of special circumstances. The room is fully enclosed, and only an ordinary door can be seen from the outside of the room. When the door is opened, the world inside is composed of mirrors, and even the back of the door is covered by mirrors. cover.

In this room where the ceiling and floor are made of mirrors, the shortcomings of the movements will not be hidden. It is very suitable for practicing dance by yourself and looking for shortcomings from the mirror 360 degrees.

Knowing that Qianxi will only stay in the company for one afternoon, in order to maximize the use of the afternoon for the two of them in a quiet environment, no matter whether it is Fat Tiger or Sister Jing, everyone quit the classroom, leaving only Two people and a megaphone.

Yi Yang Qianxi didn't talk too much, and put on the music as soon as he entered the teacher.

Huan Zhiyi began to cheer for herself: Huan Zhiyi fighting!You are the best. It is a great honor for the male god to teach you how to dance. You must perform well to impress the male god!

In Huan Zhiyi's imagination, when she sees a male god, she will play super long, and she will be full of inspiration. She doesn't pay attention to Jin Xing, Huang Doudou, and Huang Shujun. Her movements are done in one go, and sexiness and strength coexist in the rhythm.However……

There is often a very long distance between reality and imagination.

"Now dance with my movements first, and then we'll break down the movements and explain." Qian Xi's deep voice rang in her ears, and she was too embarrassed to mess around because the male god was meticulous.

She watched Qian Xi's video several times yesterday, and she could already play the actions towards him coherently in her mind, but... only in her mind.

She really let her dance to the music by herself, and she started to move around with the male god.

Well, you have to move your right foot first, and then move your shoulder, huh?Before she moved her shoulders, how could the male god have already retracted his feet and raised his legs?It doesn't matter, just raise your legs high, wait a minute, why is this hand patting your thighs, and slapping your legs while circling while raising your legs, please tell her!How can a normal human being complete this action!

Ma Dan, it is already very difficult to keep up with the movement, why does he turn around!When he turned around, she had to turn around too, watching him in the mirror make movements so that she either turned her hands or her feet backwards, finally got her hands and feet right and Qian Xi turned back.

After turning around 180 degrees, he turned sharply and fell to his knees, shaking his head, oh my god, what kind of dance is this!Still need a knee?

Please tell her!What the hell is this dance!Why didn't she feel how twisted the movements were when she watched the male god's video yesterday, and when she did it, her hands and feet didn't seem to be hers. Now she feels so cold, male god!Please give her back her dance like radio gymnastics!

Yi Yang Qianxi did it in one go, and in front of Huan Zhiyi, she perfectly interpreted what a real dance is. After the song was over, he was already sweating profusely, while her hair was not messed up. Forgive her, she really can't keep up with the male god For the action, being able to seize the opportunity to pose a poss every 4 beats is already giving him face.

Huan Zhiyi stuck out her tongue in embarrassment: "Male god~ I tried my best~"

"..." Yi Yang Qianxi walked to the loudspeaker, turned on the computer, and connected the monitor. That's right, this special dance room is different in that it has monitors in every corner, and the computer can be directly connected to the monitor. Rewind anytime and play back dance videos.

Here Yi Yang Qianxi is watching the replay, while Huan Zhiyi over there has already moved to the corner in shame, afraid that the male god will go crazy!Will the male god think that she is hopeless, and then abandon her without saying a word? ~~~~(>_<)~~~~ Goddess!You must hold on!

"Actually..."

"Well, I know, but I'm actually not suitable for dancing at all. I'd better be a beautiful girl in peace. Dancing is something I can hope for in my next life." Before Yi Yang Qianxi said anything, Huan Zhiyi said something to Barabara. a lot.

Look at the male god, she has already realized her own shortcomings, even if she is really hopeless, don't be angry, you won't be handsome if you are angry!

"Stop!" Yi Yang Qianxi stopped her from chattering, "I want to say, in fact, your movements are pretty good, but they are too slow. Now start slowly and teach them one by one. You have to believe that as long as you are willing Even if you work hard, you can dance well no matter how talented you are.”

Fearing that Huan Zhiyi would not believe it, Qian Xi gave an example: "It's like Er Yuan, he used to dance and couldn't bear to look straight at him. He was just the opposite of you. He moved very fast, but no matter what he did, he was ugly. Later, we corrected him one by one. Now Don't you dance well?"

Huan Zhiyi recalled Wang Yuan's youthful dance steps when he first debuted, and often made a fool of himself because of dancing, and then looked back at his confident rhythm during the concert, rekindling hope.

"Well, I will work hard!" Huan Zhiyi replied with high spirits.

Qian Xi walked back to the middle of the classroom: "Then let's start."

"one two three four……"

Huan Zhiyi followed Qianxi's beat and slowly made movements. Those movements that seemed difficult at first seemed not so difficult after being broken down, and she regained her confidence.

“好，我们加快再来一遍，1、2、3、4、5、6、7、8……动作摆好不要动！”

Huan Zhiyi obediently stood still, Qianxi walked up to her, grabbed her right hand on her shoulder, moved it down half an inch, let it go, then put both hands on her waist, and said in her ear: " Do you know how to do it?"

Gudu, Huan Zhiyi swallowed her saliva, her cheeks were flushed, God lalu, if you teach the movements, you will teach the movements, what are you doing so close, although she knows that the male god is called professionalism, but!She will think crooked!

She was stiff all over, turning her head mechanically: "No, no."

While speaking, he gently put his hand on her straddle, pushed his right hand with his left hand, and said softly: "Relax, use the strength of your waist to push your butt from left to right."

Relax, how does this make her relax!God!You must be reserved!You can't touch her!

"Yes, that's it. Do it yourself a few more times." After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand and looked at Huan Zhiyi in the mirror. His eyes slowly moved up, and he found her red face that was about to bleed, and her heart beat suddenly. After skipping a beat, he realized that something was wrong with his action just now.

Damn it, he actually regarded her as Wang Yuan!

He looked away unnaturally, cleared his throat and said, "Let's rest for a while." His tone was calm and unruffled, but his heart was already in a state of confusion, and he began to regret that he wanted to teach her to dance when he had a fever in his head.

How she dances is none of your business!Well now...

"Oh." Huan Zhiyi replied, and Qianxi sighed in frustration, her heart inexplicably clenched, she was so stupid, the male god even regretted teaching her to dance.

No, now is not the time for love, she can't let the male god's hard work go to waste, she must get rid of those messy things in her mind, and practice dancing well.

Thinking of this, she took a sip of water, and stood in front of the mirror again, recalling the movements of Shun just now from the beginning while doing them, skipping over unclear places first, and doing the movements she remembered as much as possible.

Impressed by her persistence, Yi Yang Qianxi rearranged her thoughts, walked up to her, and taught her unfamiliar movements again. Every time she raised her hand and looked back, every movement was clean and neat.

Huan Zhiyi was stunned, and forgot that she was dancing, her feet moved slowly, and she accidentally staggered with her left foot and her right foot again.

The body was immediately supported by someone, both of them were already soaked, and now they felt even more slippery when they touched each other.

When Huan Zhiyi stood still, Yi Yang Qianxi quickly withdrew his arm: "Let's continue."

"Oh."

His arm clearly hurt her so much, but why did she still like his touch so much?If the male god is a ****, then she admits that she is already terminally ill.

An afternoon can be said to be thrilling. Huan Zhiyi didn't know how she managed to get the movements down in the end, and she didn't know whether it was Qianxi who taught her well or whether she had really made great progress. In short, she was able to complete the movements completely Let's do a dance, of course, the premise is that you haven't seen the original version of Yi Yang Qianxi.

Because people who have watched the original version will find that Huan Zhiyi always saves one movement in every two beats. Watching Qianxi dance is a powerful hip-hop dance, but when it comes to Huan Zhiyi's version, it becomes cute without a limit.

For the last piece of music, Qian Xi no longer led the dance in front, but Huan Zhiyi did it alone. Watching Huan Zhiyi dance, he began to wonder if this was the dance he taught. When the song was over, he commented: "Not bad Not bad, great progress." In fact, his real voice is: How did you manage to save movement and save it so naturally?

Huan Zhiyi happily jumped three feet high, jumped directly in front of Qianxi, grabbed his neck, and hugged him tightly: "Wow! I can finally dance!" The male god is oily.

Ah yo, how can a male god feel so secure in his arms.

Yi Yang Qianxi said stiffly: "Hey, it stinks just after dancing."

Huan Zhiyi pretended to smell him very hard, and finally said: "It's okay, I smell bad anyway." While speaking, she buried her head deeply next to his neck, completely disregarding her appearance, like a kitten rub rub rub.

She promises that she just rubs it down and then lets go, just one touch...

The clothes were soaked in sweat and stuck to the body, and the air conditioner was blowing on the body, making it cool.

The waist was suddenly surrounded by warmth, her body shook, her long eyelashes flickered, her cheeks became hot again, her hands around his neck tightened, and she buried her head a little more.

At this moment, the classroom is infinitely ambiguous, and the six mirrors reflect six lights and shadows. No matter from which angle, it looks like two lovers hugging each other tightly. Anyone who sees such a scene at this moment will not bear to disturb it.

Lips touched his hot skin, salty and astringent.

She could clearly hear his powerful heartbeat, plop, plop, at this moment she was intoxicated by it, as if she was in a fairyland, she really hoped that time could stop at this second and tell her that this was not an illusion.