Two slow-moving people fall in love

The two chatted very happily, even though Ye Yunyi tried to slow down the car along the way, the car still parked steadily in the parking lot of the dance hall when Han Xuan was about to give Ye Yunyi a science popularization of "the obvious difference between small broken steps and flower-bang steps" .

Only then did Han Xuan suddenly arrive at the school, so he stopped talking and said to Ye Yunyi, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Ye Yunyi untied her seat belt, turned to Han Xuan and said, "It's a pleasure chatting with you."

Han Xuan laughed when he heard the words, revealing a small dimple on his cheek: "Me too."

Ye Yunyi stretched out her hand: "Then if you don't mind, can we be friends?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't listen to it anymore, and couldn't help laughing at himself: "Hey, this is really... too vulgar."

However, Han Xuan held his hand readily: "My name is Han Xuan, Xuan from the pavilion, you can just call me by my name."

Ye Yunyi didn't expect that everything would go on in such a logical way, perhaps because the heating in the car was too high just now, he suddenly felt his throat tighten, and he tried twice before he could speak.

"You...cough, you can just call me Ye Yunyi."

Han Xuan called him cooperatively: "Nice to meet you."

He looked at Ye Yunyi with a smile, the two sat facing each other, Ye Yunyi could even see himself reflected in his eyes.

Han Xuan tossed back and forth for two hours. When he returned to the dormitory, Wang Haoran just woke up and was lying on the bed checking Weibo. When he saw someone coming in, he lay down beside the bed and asked him: "It's early in the morning, and I'm practicing dance again. ah?"

"No." Han Xuan took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, "Have you forgotten, I dirty someone else's outside last night."

"Hey, you really got up so early in the morning to be washed?"

Han Xuan said: "It's not very early, I leave at six o'clock."

Wang Haoran: "It's not early yet? It's still not dawn at six o'clock."

Han Xuan didn't take it seriously: "Isn't it about this time when I usually practice dancing?"

"That's true... oh yes, just now when Lao Huang came to look for you, you weren't there. He asked you to go to his dormitory to look for him when you come back."

Han Xuan wondered, "Why didn't he come home?"

"Isn't he going to the Spring Festival Gala in the province this year? I heard that the rehearsal will be held in half a month. He may be busy practicing these days. It's a waste of time to go back and forth, and his house lives far away." Wang Haoran held the phone She retracted the quilt again, "It's hard to go back and forth from Jingfeng District to us."

Han Xuan was even more surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions, put down the book he had just opened and walked out.

When he reached the door, Wang Haoran suddenly stopped him.

Han Xuan asked what happened.

Wang Haoran put down his phone, grabbed the bed rail and said to him: "I think something is wrong with Lao Huang today."

"Not right?"

"Well," Wang Haoran saw him holding the door, and said in a low voice, "I came to our dormitory early in the morning. I didn't say a word of nonsense when I came in, and asked where you were. I said that I probably sent clothes, so he let you When I came back to look for him, I didn’t say a single nonsense, turned around and went out.”

Seeing his mysterious look, Han Xuan couldn't help laughing: "Maybe he hasn't sobered up yet. How did he drink last night?"

Having said that, both of them knew that it was not that simple, Huang Yifan couldn't hide something on his face, and Wang Haoran said that something was wrong with him, it was very likely that something really happened.According to Han Xuan's understanding of him, I'm afraid this matter is not small.

This guess was soon confirmed.

When Huang Yifan opened the door for him, his face was full of obvious depression, he didn't speak, and silently let him into the room.

Han Xuan looked around and asked, "Who are those?"

"The second child has gone home, and the third child is staying at Da Zhou's house."

Huang Yifan pulled up a chair and sat down, then returned to him weakly.

Han Xuan saw that he was silent, so he didn't speak, and sat opposite him and looked at him carefully.

Huang Yifan's appearance belongs to the traditional sword-browed and star-eyed, but there is still a little baby fat on his face. The overall appearance - in the words of their teacher - is "full of youth", and he is full of emotions and anger Temperament, sitting on the side with a puffy face at this time, is obviously extremely distressed, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is really cute.

Han Xuan knew that if he laughed at this time, he would probably be held hostage, so he secretly held back his laughter, and broke the silence by saying, "What happened?"

Huang Yifan glanced at him with complicated eyes, and after a long while, he sighed annoyedly.

"I've got something to discuss with you." He rested his chin on the back of the chair, "I'll perform the dance at my party, do you think it's up to you?"

Han Xuan didn't understand: "What does 'change me' mean?"

Huang Yifan: "Literally."

He looked at the two big "fools" in Han Xuan's eyes, adjusted his sitting posture, and explained: "Didn't they invite Wu Ke to choreograph this time, and then the dance she choreographed, I can't dance that feeling , I always feel that something is almost there.

"Then I tried again the day before yesterday, but it still didn't work. I discussed it with the teacher, and I thought you might be more suitable for that style, so I came to you."

Han Xuan nodded, didn't say much, just asked: "But it seems that you guys have lined up in a few days... Can you still change people now?"

Huang Yifan said: "So you should try it first to see if it suits you. If it suits you, the teacher said she knows someone, so there is basically no problem."

Han Xuan said: "I'm still short of the last day of work, I'll find you when I'm done at noon."

"I'll go to the cafeteria with you. I haven't eaten the boiled pork slices on the second floor for a long time." Talking about the food, he regained his energy, "I'm going to order a big one this time!"

Han Xuan: "Take control a little bit, I just ate hot pot yesterday."

Huang Yifan had a bitter face: "Xuan'er, I am a wounded person now, I need boiled pork slices to soothe my wounded heart, do you have the heart to stop me?"

Han Xuan hesitated to speak: "I..."

Huang Yifan saw that he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Don't think so, I was the one who proposed this method, and I'm just a little depressed now..."

Han Xuan expressed his understanding, and was about to comfort him, when he continued: "But I'll just eat boiled pork slices, so you can't stop me!"

Han Xuan: "..."

Because there was no one in the school, Han Xuan was able to come out of the cafeteria early.The two sat on the ground in the practice room and watched the video from beginning to end.

After watching Han Xuan, I realized why Huang Yifan couldn't get the feeling he wanted.

Wu Ke, as the first choreographer of the Limon team, is capable and innovative. He has created many classic dance dramas including Limon's masterpiece "Season", and is a well-known ghost in the circle.This time, the dance she choreographed for the New Year's Gala made some changes in the story structure of "The Drunken Concubine" and incorporated elements of Chinese opera into the classical dance. It is a very high challenge.

Huang Yifan's regular facial features and clear eyebrows and eyes have become a kind of restriction in front of this dance. This is nothing at all, after all, he still has a "full youthful look", which can be made up by later makeup, but Huang Yifan is a native of Beicheng. She is 1.8 meters tall, just standing on the stage, her back looks not like a noble concubine, but like a young emperor.

Han Xuan, on the other hand, is just over 1.7m[-] tall, has a relatively small frame, and looks like a typical Jiangnan person. Comparing the two, it is natural to see who is more suitable.

The two taught one to the other in front of the video, spent an afternoon, and finally got the whole dance down.

Huang Yifan let out a sigh of relief, and proudly asked Han Xuan for praise: "I knew you were suitable for this, how about it, I know you best!"

Han Xuan cooperated: "Yes, thank you Teacher Huang for giving me this opportunity."

"No thanks, no thanks." Huang Yifan laughed, and the melancholy in the morning had long been forgotten, "The teacher asked us to go to her house at night, shall we go now? I think we can still have a meal."

Han Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Just for a meal? What about your face?"

Huang Yifan was lowering his head to send a message to the teacher, when he heard the words, he pointed at his feet: "Here."

"?" Han Xuan looked down: "What's wrong?"

"Face." Huang Yifan stared at the floor seriously: "Can't you see? You're crying while hugging your leg."

Han Xuan: "Why are you crying?"

Huang Yifan curled his lips: "Crying that I don't want it anymore. Hey, why don't you take it away?"

"puff……"

Han Xuan lowered his head and laughed uncontrollably, but unfortunately he still politely rejected him after laughing: "No thank you."

Huang Yifan walked downstairs side by side with him, shook his head and said, "Your smile is too low, you laughed before I said anything. Oh, by the way, speaking of this, you also want to laugh in my dormitory during the day ... It's useless for you to shake your head, let me tell you that I saw it all, but I was so upset that I didn't say it!"

He made a gesture to roll up his sleeves: "Hmph, I'm here to settle accounts with you, Queen of Autumn... Queen of Winter! Hey, don't pull me, it's useless to stop it with violence! When you're snickering, you should..."

"No," Han Xuan patted him on the shoulder instead, motioning him to look forward: "Look outside."

Huang Yifan looked in the direction of his fingers - there was a thick layer of snow outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides of the hall, and the field not far away was also covered in snow. Occasionally, someone walked by and stepped on the soft snow. The shallow pit was filled in an instant by freshly fallen snowflakes.

I don't know how long it has been snowing, the snow is very fast, and large flakes of snow are rolling and flying in the air.Huang Yifan covered himself tightly, and his mouth was full of white gas: "It's snowing too much, I remember it hadn't snowed when I went down to buy water just now."

Han Xuan shrank his neck, buried half of his face in the scarf, and said in a low voice, "There is a blue warning today, and this year seems to be the coldest winter in 60 years."

Huang Yifan asked: "Then when will you go back?"

He pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I won't go back this year."

"Not going back? Why?"

Han Xuan said: "If I replace you, I will stay here until the 29th year, so I might as well stay and find a winter job."

"Well... also."

Huang Yifan didn't speak any more, as if he was remembering something.

The snow fell instantly, and the two of them covered their heads and shoulders. Fortunately, the teacher's apartment they were going to was not too far away, and they arrived within a few minutes.

Huang Yifan stomped the snow off his feet, and said to Han Xuan: "I remember someone told me that the dance class in the Children's Palace seems to be short of people."

Han Xuan hesitated: "That kind of... isn't it a winter vacation job?"

It was an old-fashioned residential building with narrow stairs and the corridor lights were not turned on all year round. Huang Yifan walked carefully ahead with his mobile phone in hand without looking back.

Han Xuan only heard him grinning: "Why not, our teacher also knows people in the Children's Palace, I will ask you for you later."