God of Life

Wang Yan's mood was extremely complicated when he returned to his room.

Pick up a bottle of wine in the wine cabinet, fill it with a glass, lie down on the big couch in front of the window, and gaze at the Emperor in the sunset.

The emperor was magnificent, but without temperature.

Forested buildings, huge traffic, busy workers… make the city look too cold.

Wang Yan moved: Want to go down for a walk?

Perhaps not the city is cold, but the current perspective is cold.

There may be a different feeling to wandering among ordinary people.

It's like Liu Li's kiss, quite different from what she felt when she took the initiative.

Last time it was full of hormones and possession, this time it was less hot and spicy, but with an unprecedented firmness.

Extraordinary, great.

Thirty grand. Thirty grand. How can you do that?

If it weren't for the radar, I probably wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it...

Liu Li

19 years old, face value 93, body size 85, special 89

[Current Location: Imperial Dance Black Box Theatre]

The special sub-item clearly states that the number of romances is zero, so there is only one explanation: Liu Li's soul is so full, emotions naturally revealed, has the power to palpitate people.

At the last moment, Wang Yan was really touched.

Liu Li has always been shy, holding hands in front of outsiders will be shy, but today she is so brave because she perceives her discomfort and wants to make herself feel a little safe.

The way might be a little awkward, but that heart, it's really hot, straightforward, honest.

So cute.

It wasn't until that moment that Wang Yan really realized the taste of love.

Either like, like, or love.

Exactly because of the emotional backlog ahead, when Liu Liyi kissed him irreversibly, the strong impact finally broke Wang Yan's heart defense.

At the moment when the backlog of emotions erupted, Wang Yan felt that it was lava honey that erupted in his heart, and it was hot and sweet.

Why is it hot?

Wang Yan was a little afraid to think, but he couldn't help but think.

A gentle sip of wine, a momentary rush of acidity, and a slow return of tannins.

At this point, the door was suddenly knocked slightly.

Wang Yan frowned and walked over to open the door. When he saw someone, he looked at them.

“What are you doing here? Rest if you're not well. What are you running around for? ”

“I can't help it. ”

Lin Weiwei walked into the room and glanced at the red wine glass in Yan's hand, turning a new glass into the bar, familiar with the door.

“That's not funny. You don't even call me 8000? ”

Wang Yan ignored it and wondered, "Just yourself? ”

“Ah. No? ”

Lin Weiwei looked for a bottle in front of the floor window, sat directly in Wang Yan's position and poured himself a full glass.

“I told them to go home and take a break and come and see you before they go. ”

“Look at me for what? I'm fine. ”

Wang Yan mutterly laughed and sat on the other couch next to her, lifting the glass to her: “To the psycho. ”

Ding!

The sound of the cup collision is particularly crisp.

Lin Weiwei's comfortable nest is on the sofa, her long legs are directly on the window deck, and a sigh of wine for half a day suddenly sighs.

“Wine is good wine, not good people. ”

Wang Yan glanced at her, silent.

Come on, let's start your show. You won't be proud of Soft Brother!

Lin Weiwei felt comfortable and sipped another sip of wine, squeezing her eyes slowly.

After half a day, he suddenly asked, "Finally, what is an art student? Feeling different, starting to mind? I didn't like the fact that Liu Li had physical contact with other men, so I fired a plate of vinegar and lemon? ”

Three problems, like beaded guns, punched through all Wang Yan's cover.

Lin Weiwei has always been such a woman, refreshed, forthright and atmospheric, and helpless, the key moment always dares to stand up.

Wang Yan didn't dare to say that he didn't care at all, but the situation was really not that serious, so his mouth was hard.

“As for? That little touch, it was already behind my head. ”

“What is it? ”

“I dare sleep with a woman like Zazababa who has been in love, afraid of her dancing in a classic place? ”

Lin Weiwei turned his head and looked at it. There seemed to be something in the bottom of his eyes, and his expression was not laughing.

“Really? Wang Yan, are you sure you want to answer me like this? ”

Wang Yan was silent for a moment. Finally, he took a positive attitude and repeated it seriously.

“Actually, the whole thing looked like I was really turning that bend. ”

“60-minute drama, less than 2 minutes for a double dance, only a few push moves, wearing a palace outfit thicker than a crowded subway to work, if this counts, you can't fall in love anymore. ”

“It's just... it's always a little uncomfortable. ”

Lin Weiwei looked at the boy and smiled a moment later.

Wang Yan is still the dog I know, so good.

After a moment of silence, she opened her mouth slowly with unprecedented care and good organization of language.

“I don't know why you have such a big misunderstanding about Little Glass, but now, I explain, you listen, there are questions to ask at the end. ”

“Classical dance and national standard dance are very different, I have to have a partner, and I have to have a regular partner, because there is a need to foster acquiescence and consistency of movement. ”

“A mistake in any double action has very serious consequences… look here. ”

Lin Weiwei pulled open the skirt and pressed the inside of her left knee, pointing to Wang Yan.

“In my freshman year, my partner and I rehearsed for the first time, because of the youthfulness of the young, straight up the fox step, a continuous left turn to support the foot when the splitting occurs, click...”

Well, Lin Weiwei didn't say it, but Wang Yan saw that after that part of the muscle was pressed, it had not bounced back.

Wang Yan suddenly poured a heartache in his heart. It had nothing to do with love, but mere pity.

Lin Weiwei laughed with a smile while trying to figure out how to comfort herself.

“It's still classical and much safer. ”

“Classics are about restraint, touching, mostly monologues and group dances, only rarely. ”

“Liu Lixue's Han Tang is particularly special, the style is light and beautiful, and almost all classic plays are solo dancers of the big lady. ”

“Some of the directors are more prestigious and peachy. If you are fortunate enough to get someone's attention and build a dance, you will be Tang's second sister immediately. ”

“Me, I was born without that mandarin beauty, otherwise I would learn the national standard! ”

Even if Lin Weiwei was complaining, his attitude was so grand that he could not see any loss of anger.

Wang Yan had nothing to comfort her with, so he silently poured her wine.

Lin Weiwei raised his glass and smiled sweetly.

“Our classical dance department has two classes of 50 people, 18 girls and 7 boys in Liu Glass class. Each dance has its own practice hall. If this" Zhaojun "is not lined up, the co-performances of male and female students are basically limited to group dance. ”

“As for the" Zhaojun "now, it is the archetype of Kong's work, a gift opera all the way, led by the Huaxia Opera and Dance Theatre, the inner Mongolian Dance Company and the Emperor Dance in cooperation with the creation, the national key drama. ”

“How important… the premiere will be seen by a great deal of leadership. ”

“If you don't particularly like Liu Li jumping, sleep tight with her and persuade her to give up. ”

“Anyway, with her strength, it is absolutely impossible to catch up with Tang Sister in three or five years. The best way to do this is to be a young version of the lead character. ”

“I am worthless for her, only so little chance to become a so-called artist, why suffer that sin? ”

When he said the last sentence, Lin Weiwei once again gave a smiling, non-smiling expression, and then stared at Wang Yan, seemingly looking at him as if he was going to see a cave.

And Wang Yan just laughed.

That smile was shallow and decent, but the clarity in his eyes reflected true joy, as if the shadow in his heart had swept away.

“Is it my turn to speak? ”

Wang Yan proactively touched Lin Weiwei's cup.

“Mm-hmm. ”

Lin Weiwei nodded, humming.

“I admit I'm a little cautious, I can't see. ”

Wang Yan came up and set the tone very high, and then he turned his head: "Thank you, Sister Vivi, I am ashamed to have let you make a special trip to guide me. ”

Pad well and start turning.

“But really not. ”

“I don't know the difference between dance and dance. I'll always know. It's not a bitter movie. Why can't I always solve the mistake? ”

Lin Weiwei frowned: “So what you're thinking now is something else… bothering you? ”

“A little. ”

Wang Yan admitted it frankly, but did not explain it.

Rather than being troubled, it's guilt.

Women may like one man and then other men don't look at it.

A man may be…

Other men like Wang Yan don't know, he just always understood that he couldn't give 100%.

Guard Liu Li with all your heart until you get married, give birth to a son, give birth to a white head, and share in peace for the rest of your life...

I'm sorry, I really can't.

The juvenile's agitated heart is craving the sky more and more, constantly thinking about flying higher, seeing farther, having more, but only temporarily being able to hold it back.

It's like the dream I had on a little yard rattan chair when I first got the system —— building a palace in the cloud, waiting for the universe to come.

Perhaps one day, after a thousand sails, I may realize the true meaning of life and return to the truth, but definitely not now.

It can't be right now.

So, what the hell am I insisting on?

Are you sick?

Wang Yan suddenly got a little irritated, picked up a glass, touched Lin Weiwei gently, and drank it.

When the spirit comes up, the system pops up with no signs.

[Your mood is very low, maybe wine will cheer you up. You get a mystery reward]

[See you after drinks, Sincerely]

[Disposable card]

[Every drink you drink has its own secrets when you buy it and share it with others]

50% chance of triggering a Happy Special Effect with a slight mood increase

40% chance of triggering a Heart Effect that reveals its true nature

10% chance of triggering a white-drink effect. Hosts get a cash bonus equal to the entire bottle price

[Note: The degree of emotional elevation and natural exposure is up to the equivalent of drunkenness]

Ho, what a sight.

Wang Yan immediately wanted to use the card. Ten glasses of wine would go on, and he would probably be unhappy. At present, this little affliction will definitely be killed in seconds.

By the way, look at your heart.

Perhaps you can also see what Lin Weiwei, the mysterious emperor, is thinking.

But a moment before the decision was made, the phone suddenly dinged and a message from Liu Glass appeared at the top of the screen.

[At the best age of my life, there are many things to pursue. I gave my insistence to art, and I want to give you all my passion]

Wang Yan stared at the news for a long time.

Then, all of a sudden, he didn't want to use the card.

Because he's finally trying to figure something out.

When Liu Li took Lin Weiwei as an example and asked "Do you mind”, it was obviously the first test.

Perfect pass.

Invite yourself to the rehearsal today, both to show yourself the most beautiful side and to test it for the second time.

Dangerous customs clearance.

If you behaved indifferently at the time, or if you were desperate to break your temper, you would have no taste...

Well, I'm afraid there won't be any more text messages.

A young girl must suffer from loss, anticipation and repeated trade-offs before identifying a person and deciding to hand her over for the first time.

Reasonable and legitimate.

So instead of blaming her, Wang Yan let go of one thing.

How can distance be a problem when she is so cautious and self-loving?

When she was certain, she was so aggressive and brave that the sense of security was no longer a problem.

30,000, you are a treasure girl...

New information is more interesting.

Life is not just a cause, it's not just love, but you want it, and you're convinced that you can separate, carry it, hold it.

One needs to insist, one needs enthusiasm, and the common denominator must be unreserved.

The meaning is perfectly expressed.

Thirty thousand, you are more mature, stronger and wiser than I thought.

The fairy is you, that's right.

Well, it's useless to think about it. Eat it before you're serious.

You wait!

Guan Er smiled and typed back: “Read, play. ”

Attach a tongue-inspired dog face.

Looking at the gorgeous Erha expression bag, Wang Yan's heart sinked and he was extremely comfortable.

Today, I'm not tired of thinking.

Thinking is a troublesome, tiring, lonely thing, but the ultimate charm of a man comes from thinking.

Unconsciously, Wang Yan is actually becoming more attractive.

It's not about the money.

……

Lin Weiwei looked out of the window, the sky would be dark. Wang Yan's figure reflected on the floor window. He behaved steadily, his face was steadfast, and he looked like a man for the first time.

Wang Yan's response was delayed, and she knew that there might be no response on the next topic.

In that case, we won't talk about it.

Drop the glass, she stood up and laughed, “Well, it looks like you've figured it out, then I'm out. ”

Wang Yan tried to keep her for dinner, and she turned around and left.

“No eating, lose weight! ”

All right, let's get you downstairs.

Wang Yan arrived at the door of the room and was blinded by Lin Weiwei's eyes.

“What does it matter? Talk to you for a second. You went out, didn't you? ”

“Gotta! Hello, no delivery! ”

Wang Yan cried and surrendered with his hands raised.

Didn't even ask that question in the end: Sister Vivi, why did you rush to explain this to me?

I want to ask, but it's not necessary.

When Lim Weiwei left the house, he used to shake his long hair and then took the special step of six unrecognized parents and walked to the elevator room.

That redhead, spreading like a flame, burning people's eyes; again like a rose, a spike in the aroma.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. Closed the door and went back to his room.

Lin Weiwei pointed at the mirror in the elevator, carefully wore sunglasses, combed her hair, dressing horns, and suddenly her nose was sour.