Transmigrated until after the rebirth of the villain president [Entertainment]

Yang Yi looked at the two wearing fancy rainbow-colored grass skirts, laughing until her stomach ached.

The surrounding staff also held back their laughter, and suppressed their laughter, trying not to make the guests feel uncomfortable.

Ye Churan looked at the sky with ashamed heart, he regretted it now, regretted it very much.

Why was he fooled by Qin Chuan just now, and put on the tattered grass skirt halfway? !

He must be obsessed.

Qin Chuan seemed to be adapting well, he even turned on his mobile phone to take a selfie, leaning against Ye Churan to take a photo.

Ye Churan actually wanted to refuse, but when he saw Qin Chuan's smile in the camera, he couldn't help but want to laugh along with him. His eyes bent inadvertently, and then his face immediately tightened, forcing his coldness.

Qin Chuan looked at the camera for a while, and suddenly said: "Of course, I think this body is missing something, the upper part is too empty, and it doesn't coordinate."

"Come on brother, this is already stupid enough." Ye Churan's mouth twitched, and he asked very suspiciously, "What else do you want to add?"

"There are also headdresses and hats to wear." The staff took several green hats woven from vines, and offered Qin Chuan a variety of choices in a very polite manner, "Do you think these are okay?"

Qin Chuan looked at the staff, his eyes filled with rejection: "These are too green, do you have any better ones?"

Ye Churan was determined to fight Qin Chuan to the end, he decisively took a cuckold, put one on Qin Chuan's head, and looked at Qin Chuan with a playful smile.

"Brother Qin, you are so green."

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows: "Of course, you are very naughty, give me a cuckold."

"It's green and fresh, it's very environmentally friendly at first glance." Ye Churan smiled and was also thrown a green hat on his head by Qin Chuan.

Now it was Qin Chuan's turn to laugh back: "You are also very environmentally friendly."

Ye Churan: "...to each other."

Come on, hurt each other.

While laughing, Qin Chuan leaned slightly towards Ye Churan, putting his face close to his.

Two green hats connected together.

Ye Churan raised her chin, and her gaze drifted across the camera, hurt by the hot eyes of those two shiny green hats.

He silently took off the green hat from Qin Chuan's head.

Then he took off the green hat on his head.

Ye Churan suggested very sincerely: "Brother, don't be environmentally friendly, let's dance."

The dance teacher who is in charge of teaching them looks like a young girl in her 20s. Because the ultraviolet radiation on the island is too strong, her complexion is dark, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she looks pure and simple.

She danced a dance demonstration, twisting her waist very enchantingly, but after it was Qin Chuan and Ye Chu's turn, the movements that were originally very exotic became a bit sandy.

Ye Churan looked straight, he was a well-behaved student, imitating the movements of the dance teacher.

Due to practicing martial arts all the year round, his movements are very powerful, without any feeling of softness, and he has a very strong sense of rhythm.

It's not like dancing, but like preparing to go to war with a gun.

The dance teacher pointed patiently at the side: "You can slow down a little bit and be softer."

Ye Churan was very obedient, and forcibly slowed down her movements, making changes as softly as possible, and even the sound of her footsteps became much quieter.

It looks like Tai Chi after breaking down the movements.

"It's not like this..." the dance teacher silently closed her mouth halfway through her words.

She gave up on herself and thought, forget it, let it be like this, just dance happily.

Beginners need encouragement. From warm-up exercises for marching and fighting to Tai Chi for self-cultivation, this has already made a qualitative leap.

The dance teacher looked at Ye Churan with a gentle and sincere tone: "There is progress."

Jumping and dancing like this, the dance teacher was almost thrown out of rhythm by Ye Churan, and almost started to practice Tai Chi.

Qin Chuan's performance was not much better than Ye Churan's. He was stiff all over, moved his hands and feet a few times, and kept looking at Ye Churan's body, almost rubbing against Ye Churan's body.

This caused the two to twist together from time to time, bumping into each other several times. In the end, Ye Churan was inattentive and was hit by Qin Chuan with a "plop" and fell to the ground.

Ye Churan patted the ashes on his body, sat on the ground, and almost screamed in a broken voice: "Qin Chuan, you twist your waist, twist your fart at my ass!"

There were many cobblestones on the ground, and he was knocked in the wrong direction by Qin Chuan just now, and then stepped on the cobblestones, the sole of his foot slipped, and he fell miserably.

Qin Chuan helped Ye Churan up, touched his nose in embarrassment: "Unexpectedly, I wanted to see how you twisted, the teacher praised you just now."

Ye Churan raised her eyebrows lightly, and asked, "Then why did you bump into me?"

After being hit a few times at the beginning, Ye Churan avoided it with a good temper, but Qin Chuan continued to follow like a dog's skin plaster.

Can't hide.

Qin Chuan raised his eyelids, and his tone sounded honest: "I'm learning from you, seeing how twisted you are..."

Ye Churan gave him a sideways look, and asked, "What is it?"

"Very, so what." Qin Chuan snapped his fingers, "That's what you know."

Cough, the macho twisted his waist.

"If you have something to say, quickly let it go, dawdling for a long time, you think you have a dystocia?" Ye Churan glanced at Qin Chuan expressionlessly, speaking as fast as a strafing shot.

"What kind of difficult labor?" Qin Chuan was obviously a little confused by what he said, and the word "difficult labor" echoed repeatedly in his mind.

"You're having a hard time." Ye Churan pursed his lips tightly to prevent himself from laughing, he bent down, picked up a pebble on the ground, and exerted some strength with his hand, "I'm asking, what do you think of my dancing? "

As soon as he finished speaking, the pebbles were crushed into several pieces and scattered on the ground with a bang.

Qin Chuan: "..."

Ye Churan looked at Qin Chuan gently and tenderly: "Brother Qin, you will pay the price for what you say that should not be said."

"Of course, he dances very handsomely, very handsomely." Qin Chuan immediately applauded, wanting to survive and boasting, "I'm so handsome, I want to ask you for an autograph."

Ye Churan fluttered: "Okay, okay, I'll take it seriously if I blow it again."

They played here for a while, and then learned a few different moves from the dance teacher, although the dances were all Tai Chi.

The dance teacher had already given up the treatment, and simply put on the Tai Chi BGM. The staff were laughing like crazy. The essence of square dance for the elderly is carried forward.

Before leaving, this large group of people hooked up and took a group photo.

Ye Churan and Qin Chuan each held a green grass skirt in their hands. After wearing it for a while, they suddenly took it off. It must be said that they were not used to it.

The dance teacher was very tired, and sighed earnestly: "It's the first time I find dancing so difficult."

"It's too difficult. I feel uncomfortable all over. It's more tiring than Zhamabu." Ye Churan nodded in agreement, "Actually, I think I can still save it, at least I can twist my waist, unlike Qin Chuan, who is just a piece of wood. Right."

Qin Chuan originally wanted to say that it would be better if you were not twisting, but thinking of the pebbles that were smashed all over the ground, he wisely chose to shut up.

Seeing that they were leaving, the dance teacher suddenly thought of something and sold Amway from the host: "Tonight there will be a summer garden party, and the theme is hunting ghosts. Do you want to come and play?"

Ye Churan was startled: "Ghost hunting?"

It seems that children only like to play activities, but it sounds childish when you hear it.

The dance teacher smiled and said, "That's right, tonight is the first day of the garden party, the event is the most exciting, and there is also a summer night limited excitement, don't make a mistake!"

Don't make a mistake of [-] million, this Amway sale is too perfunctory, anyway, you should have a few more adjectives.

But anyway, there's nothing else to do, it's boring to be idle, Ye Churan resolutely agreed to the other party, nodded appreciatively and said: "Come, come, you must come."

After he finished speaking, he scratched his cheek again, and looked at Qin Chuan with a slightly embarrassed face: "I forgot to ask you, what do you think?"

Qin Chuan smiled, and joked: "It's strange, remember to ask my opinion, are you suddenly democratic?"

"Why am I not democratic?" Ye Churan's ears were slightly hot, and he whispered, "I have always attached great importance to your opinion."

He reflected quietly in his heart, probably because Qin Chuan seldom raised objections and always followed him, so he got used to it.

Looking at it this way, it seems that he is quite eccentric, and has nothing to do with democracy.

"I should be flattered when you say that. I'm not used to it." Qin Chuan raised his eyes, half a smile, he emphasized his tone, and repeated slowly, "I'm really not used to it."

The yin and yang were strange, dragged out and chopped.

"Can you talk nicely, whether to go or not." Ye Churan put on a straight face, and pinched Qin Chuan's wrist, "Stop talking nonsense, just choose one of the two."

Qin Chuan: "Go."

"It's decided, it's not me." Ye Churan rolled his eyes, "I didn't force you, how could I force you?"

There was an undisguised good mood on his face, and he smiled as he talked.

Qin Chuan rubbed his hair and reminded him aloud, "Of course, are you sure you want to go?"

"Of course—" Ye Churan said halfway, his tone became more and more empty, and he got stuck.

As a contemporary young man who grew up under the red flag of socialism, although he firmly believes in science and democracy, and has never been cowardly if he can fight or fight, he is a pitiful little boy who will be frightened by watching horror movies or playing horror games.

Ye Churan thought about it again, the ghost-hunting activities for children like the summer garden party should not be so scary.

The big deal is to paint some red and black ink on the face, wear a weird mask, and compare it to fake, it doesn't look like the horror atmosphere created by some movies.

So his tone became more down-to-earth, and he said decisively: "Go and have a look, and join in the fun."

Seeing this, Qin Chuan responded, and casually indulged, "If you think it's okay, then it's fine."

"That's it." Ye Churan raised his head and recited the core values ​​of socialism in his heart. He even felt that the red scarf on his chest was more colorful.

But no matter how loud the red scarf is, it can't match the physical hunger.

Suddenly, Ye Churan's stomach growled, and the sound was particularly eye-catching.

Not only Qin Chuan heard it, but also the surrounding staff heard it, and it was fully recorded by the camera.

Kind of embarrassing.

Ye Churan touched his stomach, and asked Qin Chuan nonchalantly, "Are you hungry?"

He originally wanted to hear Qin Chuan say that he was hungry, and then he could let the flow take its course and propose to eat.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan slanted his brows, reached out his hand, and pressed Ye Churan's belly through a layer of clothes.

Ye Churan flinched, itching from his abdomen to his waist, he bent slightly, and took half a step back.

"I asked you if you were hungry, why did you touch me—" Ye Churan said, and suddenly realized that he was at a disadvantage and was taken advantage of by Qin Chuan.

So he also reached out his hand and pressed Qin Chuan's waist/belly.

With only a thin layer of shirt, the abdomen/muscle feels tough, and smooth lines can be faintly traced.

Ye Churan rested her palm on it, patted it lightly, and said in a nonchalant way: "I think you are hungry too."

He doesn't know whether Qin Chuan is hungry or not, he only knows that the opponent's abdomen/muscle feels very good.

He didn't suffer.