Two slow-moving people fall in love

Han Xuan poured a large glass of water and continued to mark the computer.

His mobile phone was lying on the side, and when he wrote down the third recruitment information, it turned on silently.

Afternoon 18: 07

Ye Yunyi: [Are you still watching? 】

It was already dark, and Han Xuan felt his eyes sore for a while. He closed his eyes impatiently, replied "still watching", got up and turned on the light.

He glanced quickly at the mirror hanging behind the door.

It was already the second day, but there was still a faint rash on his face.

Ye Yunyi: [Let's eat first, take a good rest these few days, and see how you recover the day after tomorrow. 】

Han Xuan pursed his lips, not knowing how to reply.

Although the doctor also told him that he could recover in three to five days, it was not the first time he had an allergy, and he knew very well that three days was the doctor's most optimistic judgment.

Looking at the current trend, he couldn't keep up with the recruitment of the Houtian Dance Theater.

"Young Master Ye, Mr. Lin has arrived and is in the reception room."

"Let him come over."

Ye Yunyi glanced at her phone, but there was still no new news.

After the kiss in the hospital that day, they haven't seen each other again. One reason is that Han Xuan hasn't recovered yet, so it's best to go out as little as possible, and the other reason is that he can also feel Han Xuan's seemingly non-existent resistance.

In fact, he didn't understand where this resistance came from.From the moment he saw Han Xuan, he always felt that Han Xuan was very good, not admiring him, but admiring him from the bottom of his heart, and he really couldn't fault him at all.

So when Han Xuan anxiously asked him to wait, he could hardly control his excitement, and restrained and restrained, he could barely transfer the kiss from his lips to the center of his brow.

Han Xuan couldn't hide his recent hesitation. He knew that Han Xuan just needed time to prepare, so he was willing to wait.

Thinking of this, he sent another message.

As soon as the message was sent, there was a knock on the door. Ye Yunyi put away her phone, and also put away the smile on her lips.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open a crack, and I vaguely heard someone say thank you to the secretary, and then pushed the door open and entered.

"I said, you haven't dated me in 800 years, why are you looking for me today?"

The visitor was tall and tall, with more three-dimensional facial features than ordinary people. He was Han Xuan's idol Limon.

He took a few steps to sit down opposite Ye Yunyi, staring at the water in the other's hand with great interest.

Ye Yun thought that he didn't answer, so he put it directly in front of him: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Hey," Limon interrupted: "Don't say polite words, it sounds strange... This time it's also for that Han Xuan?"

Ye Yunyi didn't deny it: "When will your dance troupe plan to recruit people?"

"Of course it's not possible in the past few days. Why are you in a hurry." Limon looked at him with a serious look, and suddenly smiled: "Please, you don't really think that I let him be the chief male because of you, do you?"

Ye Yun didn't want to speak, but he stopped him again.

"Well, it's true that you're part of it—after all, you've shown me so many videos of him...Even so, you're just a thread and a bridge."

"Don't take yourself so seriously, Steven, we've broken up, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ye Yunyi leisurely.

Ye Yunyi smiled, not caring much: "Of course I know, I'm here today just to remind you not to miss your male chief."

Limon was stunned for a moment before realizing something: "You didn't tell him?"

"Since he has this ability, I will let him know what these useless things are for."

Limon smiled: "This is not going through the back door, what can't be said, you young master Ye are still afraid of this?"

Ye Yunyi didn't explain.

Of course he doesn't care, and it's really not a back door, but Han Xuan doesn't understand, so he must think about it when he knows it. Instead of doing this, it's better to hide it from the beginning.

Limon laughed, and seeing the gentle expression on his face, he couldn't help teasing: "Young Master Ye, you're back to your senses, see clearly, I'm not Han Xuan."

Ye Yunyi raised her eyebrows: "Of course you're not him."

"Okay, I'm going to be disgusted to death." Limon glanced at the door of the office: "I have nothing else to do and I'm leaving."

"Wait," Ye Yunyi said, "Houtian Dance Theater is recruiting."

Limon nodded: "Understood, let's go."

"I'll take you down."

"No need," Limon smiled narrowly, "I was surrounded by crowds when I came here just now, I don't want to leave you with any love legends."

Han Xuan glanced at the phone and sighed inwardly.

Ye Yunyi: [Don't think too much, if you can't catch up this time, there will be a next time, a few months will pass quickly. 】

Of course I know there is a next time.He thought, but as long as there is a chance, I don't want to delay for a second, wishing I could stand by your side right away.

He flipped through the memo. In addition to the Children's Palace, there is also a training institution and two interest classes recruiting dance teachers, but teaching experience is required without exception.

On the contrary, the job in the Youth Palace is still reserved for him, but it is a part-time job after all, including the rent after graduation, the salary is not enough.

If the teaching assistant is also counted as teaching experience, you can actually try it.

Thinking about it in his mind, he didn't stop his hand, and turned to browse the rental advertisement.

It can't be too good, he can't afford it, but it can't be too bad, then he will be embarrassed to ask Ye Yunyi to sit in.

Han Xuan didn't feel well at all, and felt dizzy at this moment, but still gritted his teeth and continued to read.

Go to bed early tonight, he thought, go to bed after reading these, maybe the day after tomorrow will be fine.

However, it has been proved that objective phenomena do not depend on subjective will.

Even though Han Xuan fully followed the doctor's advice on eating and resting, and even though several close classmates reassured him that he would recover soon, the rash on his face still hadn't faded on the day of recruitment.

"What a big deal, you have a good rest, I'll let you in through the back door when I go in! My brother goes in with the front foot, and I'll get you in with the back foot!"

Huang Yifan rubbed his head, laughing heartlessly.

"Do what you can, and you know you will definitely go in before you go." Wang Haoran looked at the reluctant smile on Han Xuan's face, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "I think it will be all right in two days." Now, maybe we can catch up with Beicheng Dance Theater to recruit people, so go try it then."

Huang Yifan paused when he heard the words, his face became a little unnatural.

Han Xuan didn't notice, nodded and said: "You guys go quickly."

Wang Haoran said: "Then you sleep a little longer, come back and let's see where to rent together."

"it is good."

Han Xuan watched the two of them go downstairs, closed the door, returned to the table and sat down.

The computer was still stuck on a renting interface from yesterday, and he stared at it for a long time in a daze, until the computer locked the screen before suddenly regaining consciousness.

The mirror on the side reflected half of his face, and he leaned over to take a look, and saw patches of light red spread from under the clothes to his face, which couldn't be removed.

He looked down at the same rash on his arm and scratched it in venting anger.

Ye Yunyi: [How is your recovery, are you still dizzy? 】

Han Xuan: [I'm not really dizzy, but I still have rashes on my body, so I can't recruit people this time...]

His string of ellipses exuded such a strong discouragement that Ye Yunyi could clearly hear him whispering to herself in a calm tone despite being disappointed, even through the screen.

He was very distressed, but he didn't tell Limon's promise.

Ye Yunyi: [It's okay, there's no rush. This time, take care of your body first. 】

Han Xuan looked at the phone in annoyance, and just as he was about to reply, the phone vibrated.

The caller is Wu Ke.

He and Wu Ke haven't been in touch since the show. Why did he call suddenly today? It can't be that he has a new dance for himself.

"Han Xuan, your teacher entrusted me to tell you a piece of good news," Wu Ke's voice was very light, and he seemed to be smiling.

Han Xuan froze for a moment, and said, "Our teacher?"

"Professor Shen." Wu Ke said, "Do you want to guess what it's about?"

Han Xuan thought for a while, and cooperated: "Do you have any other choreography?"

Wu Kele said, "What kind of good news is this? Let's guess."

"Hmm..." Han Xuan pondered for a moment, and said, "I really can't figure it out."

Wu Ke laughed: "Okay, okay, I don't think you even bothered to guess... Didn't you go to the dance theater for recruitment today?"

"……Um."

"I don't need to go in the future." Wu Ke said.

"Our head had a meeting last week, and everyone voted unanimously to hire you as the male chief of the dance troupe."

"I've already said it." Wu Ke said, "I haven't seen you so thirsty for talents before."

"Oh, don't say idioms, I don't understand."

"Tsk, fake foreign devil."

"You are so unfriendly to the boss, be careful not to get paid." Limon was often ridiculed like this, and smiled back.

Wu Ke snorted and said sternly, "I'm serious, why are you so anxious to recruit him? We're suspending the group this year, you won't forget it, right?"

"Just let him get familiar with it first, so as not to be unable to keep up with the rhythm in the future."

"Do you believe this yourself?" Wu Ke looked him up and down: "You don't think about what you have, do you?"

"What's 'something'?" Limon wondered.

"Such as the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry, the dark 'that' deal..."

"..."

Limon realized with a headache that there seemed to be something wrong with his image in Wu Ke's eyes.

"You think too much, I'm helping a friend."

"The one backstage last time?" Wu Ke said clearly: "The friend of the ex-boyfriend."

Limon squinted his eyes: "It's 'ex-boyfriend's boyfriend'."

in the conference room.

"This time, Zhanhong will also participate in the bidding. Mr. Ye, Zhanhong will go over..."

"Young Master Ye."

The secretary knocked on the door and came in. Holding a mobile phone, she whispered in his ear, "That Mr. Lin was looking for you last time."

Ye Yunyi nodded, and said to the person who spoke just now: "Continue."

The secretary backed out knowingly.

The meeting room fell into silence for a while, Ye Yunyi slightly adjusted his sitting posture, signaling for the meeting to continue.

"... Zhanhong has only voted in the city twice in the past. The index given this time seems to be impressive, but it is too high for them. This is their bidding document. There are many articles on finance alone. Do."

One person said: "But this project is very special in nature, what do you mean, should we withdraw from the bidding?"

"Of course I won't retreat, but don't forget that Zhan Hong is not in charge of Xu Zhan now, and Hu Yongming is still lying in the hospital."

"Old Du is right. I have sent someone to deal with the second young master of the Xu family. It is not possible to be successful. This time..."

The door was knocked again, and the people in the house stopped at the same time, and all looked up.

The first secretary walked up quickly and handed over the vibrating mobile phone.

Ye Yunyi's eyes lit up, he took the phone, raised his hand to signal the suspension of the meeting, and then walked out of the meeting room.

He went straight to the office cubicle and connected the phone.

"Han Xuan, what's wrong?"

The voice on the other end seemed to be the same as usual, but after listening carefully, it was not as calm as before: "...are you busy now?"

"It's okay, you say."

"Oh..." Han Xuan paused: "Wu Ke called me just now, saying that their studio recruited me as the chief. I asked the professor, and the professor said, yes, it is true."

Ye Yunyi laughed unsurprisingly: "Congratulations then, I really want to be a colleague with Limon in the future."

"Yes..." Han Xuan paused and said, "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Ye Yunyi said, "I just introduced you to him."

Han Xuan said seriously: "Just thank you for introducing me to him."

Ye Yunyi smiled: "Then, the dream has come true, have you thought about how to celebrate?"

"not yet."

Han Xuan paused, and his tone became tense: "But, I want...to celebrate with you."

"I'll pick you up that night, and we'll think while eating."

"Okay." Han Xuan almost couldn't wait to agree, and the uneasiness in his heart finally calmed down.

He settled a matter on his mind, and only then did he dullly realize that he might have disturbed Ye Yunyi's work, he was a little ashamed for a while, and hurriedly said goodbye.

Ye Yunyi glanced at the time: "I'll go downstairs to you at 06:30, is that okay?"

"I can do it." Han Xuan said, "Why don't you tell me where I am, and I'll go there by myself."

Ye Yunyi refused without thinking.

"No, I'll pick you up."

Through the phone, his voice was distorted, with a gentle smile: "I want to see you soon."

Han Xuan's breath paused, he stammered and said hello, and immediately hung up the phone.

"Young Master Ye."

Zhao Yiming didn't know when he came, so he stood outside the door and knocked.

The conference room was full of people waiting there, the call really came at an inopportune time.

Everyone knows that the young master of the Ye family took over the family business at a young age, and he absolutely only talked about work during his working hours. If it wasn't an accident, he wouldn't even answer Mrs. Ye's phone calls.

He had been with Ye Yunyi all these years, and it was the first time he left the meeting to answer the phone.

The door was opened, Ye Yunyi nodded to him, and walked to the meeting room first.

Zhao Yiming followed behind, and before he had time to put away his messy guesses, he was startled by the next scene and opened his eyes wide.

Not only him, but everyone in the conference room was secretly surprised.

——Ye Yunyi glanced at the report on the projector, then picked up the materials on the table and flipped through them quickly, propping up the table with one hand to give instructions.

"This time, it's hard work for Uncle Du to go to the bidding. Yiming, please hand it over and control the indicators well. Once Zhanhong wins this piece, he will prepare for mergers and acquisitions."

Zhao Yiming reacted quickly and nodded yes.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting."

After Ye Yunyi finished speaking, she turned around and walked out.

"Mr. Ye, is this...?" The middle-aged man surnamed Du stayed at the end and asked Zhao Yiming in a low voice.

I don't know what's going on.Zhao Yiming slandered secretly, but turned around with a fake smile: "This is the material about this bidding, Mr. Du, please take a look."

Han Xuan hung up the phone, leaned back in the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

This floor used to be full of graduates, but now they walk around, taking exams, and few people stay in the dormitory. The room is empty, and the noise of the stadium in the distance makes it even quieter.

Originally, this afternoon would be the same as before, filled with job hunting and house hunting. Whether it was for himself or for Ye Yunyi, he had to settle down in Beicheng, enter the dance theater, and become the male lead. As for entering Limon's studio, then It was something he had never thought about in the short term.

But now Ye Yunyi easily solved it - he even became the chief male.

Holding his mobile phone, he stared blankly out the window, his mind in a mess.

Although both the professor and Wu Ke said that he has the ability and can afford the position, they are both outsiders.

To put it bluntly, this male chief is somewhat because of himself.

The bustling outside the door gradually became lively, Han Xuan turned his head as if waking up from a dream, and bumped into Wang Haoran who pushed the door and entered.

"It's over so soon?"

He put down his phone and smiled as usual.

Wang Haoran just hummed, closed the door with his backhand, and went to the table to sit down after confirming that the door was locked.

Han Xuan was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Wang Haoran listened for a while, then shook his head.

"Didn't play well?"

Wang Haoran remained silent.

The noise outside seemed to be Huang Yifan and a few other boys calling everyone out for dinner. For some reason, no one knocked on the door of their dormitory until it became completely quiet.

Han Xuan glanced at the phone, then at Wang Haoran's slightly heavy face, and gradually frowned.

At this moment, Wang Haoran spoke.

"Xuan'er," he lowered his voice, his tone was unusually serious: "Do you know that Huang...Huang Yifan, did you save the male chief of the dance theater?"

Han Xuan opened his mouth when he heard the words, but couldn't say a word.

He was surprised, but he couldn't help but understand.

No wonder Huang Yifan was so strange during this time.he thinks.

It turned out to be the case.

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