After finishing the night's work, Bian Rui handed over the rest to Jing Lu, and at the same time asked the two apprentices to take care of their daughter, anyway, the little girl is honest now, holding the game console that Zhou Zheng bought to play very high, Jing Lu only needs to remind her to go to bed at ten o'clock, and remind her to rest for ten minutes every half an hour.

Bian Rui finished everything, got on a motorcycle and put on a helmet to go to Yan Lan's school.

The dance academy where Yan Lan went to school was quite far away from Bian Rui's shop, but fortunately, motorcycles were not cars, and they could be walked anywhere, so it took Bian Rui more than forty minutes to come to the school gate.

After registering, Bian Rui rode a motorcycle into the school circle. The campus of the School of Dance is not large, almost one or two hundred acres of area.

When he arrived at the small square in the center, Bian Rui supported the car, uncovered his helmet and stopped the two student-looking girls and asked, "May I ask how to get to the performance building?"

The girl glanced at Bian Rui, and her eyes fell on the motorcycle that Bian Rui was riding: "Uncle, your car is an Indian, is the license plate real?"

Bian Rui was directly stunned: "It's not a real brand, I dare to come out and shake it?"

The girl is obviously a knowledgeable person, and when she heard Bian Rui say this, she opened her mouth and said: "Uncle, how about taking me around, I'll show you the way, I haven't been a highway master yet."

"Next time, this time I really have something to come to find my girlfriend," Bian Rui hurriedly said.

"You, I just want to ride a motorcycle, and you pulled out your girlfriend, it's boring. Aren't you going to the Performance Building, follow this road all the way forward, and it's the Performance Building."

After saying that, the little girl directly shook her hair, and then walked away with her classmates.

Bian Rui felt that he couldn't understand what the little girl was thinking now, riding a motorcycle?

Thinking of this, Rui decided to go back and educate her daughter well, and she must be wary of people.

Putting on a helmet and pressing what the girl said, Bian Rui really saw the performance building, but when he went in and asked, he found that there was no one in the performance building at this time.

"Then, let me ask you one more thing, where did the dance drama "Firefly" that was rehearsed here a few days ago go?" Bian Rui asked.

The janitor aunt of the performance building immediately asked vigilantly, "What are you looking for them?"

"A friend of mine was rehearsing in it," Mr. Bian said.

"Which friend?" asked the aunt again.

"Yan Lan, my friend's surname is Yan," Bian Rui had to say.

Hearing her friend's surname Yan, this aunt seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then looked Bian Rui up and down, and then opened her mouth to ask, "Who are you Director Yan?"

"Friend," Bian Rui had to say.

"Oh!"

Auntie didn't know what it was, and Bian Rui was confused and felt that the people in this dance school were all chattering, and they were crazier than his alma mater, the Art Academy.

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing!"

"Hey, Mom, what's the matter?"

At this moment, a girl came out of the building, still holding an iron lunch box in her hand, and it seemed that the food brought from home was heated here and eaten.

"Xiao Jing, this is your Director Yan's friend, you hurry up and eat, take this person to your rehearsal place after eating" Auntie said with a smile.

Now Rui realized that this Xiaojing was also a member of the dance team, and this aunt was her mother, so it was not difficult to understand why the aunt asked so much just now, and whoever has a daughter has to ask a few more questions.

Bian Rui didn't know that his dress was directly broken in the hearts of other aunts.

The old-school aunt thinks that tattooed people like Bian Rui who drive this kind of big motorcycle are not good people, and the tattoos are all bastards in society, and those who drive this kind of big motorcycle belong to the perverts who deceive little girls and the like, and belong to the rich bastards in the family.

Worse than these two is naturally both driving a big motorcycle and getting tattoos, which is bad to the root in the aunt's heart.

There are too many stereotypes in this world, and even if Bian Rui knew it, he wouldn't explain it, and of course he didn't have the strength to change everyone's minds.

When Xiao Jing heard this, she immediately began to slash her meal.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry" Bian Rui looked at her and smiled.

The girl is not big, that is, she is eighteen or nineteen years old, and her height is about one meter sixty-three, since she is a dancer, it is needless to say that her figure is naturally needless to say. The face is average, it's five or six points, ordinary but can't be classified as ugly, the most important thing is that the cheekbones on both sides of the cheeks are relatively high, as the old saying goes, it's a bit like Kefu, of course, this is all feudal superstition.

"It's okay, I don't eat much, okay!"

As she spoke, the girl handed the lunch box in her hand to her mother, and wiped her mouth at the same time.

The girl's free and easy little movements made Bian Rui feel very interesting, not because she had any unhealthy thoughts, but because she felt that this girl didn't do anything and had a good personality.

"Let's get in the car," Bian Rui turned around and opened the trunk, took out the spare helmet and handed it to the girl who was climbing up the back seat.

After the girl sat down, she put on her helmet: "Walk from this side, go out of the school gate and turn left, and walk another 300 meters ......."

Bian Rui followed the route the girl said, and soon saw the place where Yan Lan was practicing dance now, a place that looked like a movie theater, it looked a little old from the outside, it didn't look like Bian Rui's things when he was a child, and it was a bit like Bian Rui's old son entered the movie theater when he was young, and it was the kind that a movie theater could accommodate hundreds of people.

In the past, movie theaters were all large, and there was no separate hall or hall, and there was one film in one night, until midnight.

If there are fewer seats in such a cinema, at least more than 500 seats, and more than 1,000 or 2,000 people, the function is not only that the cinema has to be used as an auditorium when it is needed.

"Let's stop here, someone is watching over there, just give five yuan when you leave," the girl took off her helmet and said to Bian Rui.

"Xiao Jing, who is this?"

At this time, an old lady with a stack of tickets in her hand came over and asked Xiao Jing.

"This is here to find our Director Yan, by the way, Aunt Liu, is Director Yan back?" asked Xiao Jing.

"I saw that they had just gone out, and it looked like they were going to a fast food restaurant over there."

Bian Rui smiled: "Then I'll go to them, and I'll give you the money when I come back, five yuan, right?"

"Your car costs ten yuan, it's not good to rub it off," the old lady said as she tore off the ticket in her hand and clipped it to the windshield of the motorcycle.

Bian Rui smiled: "Ten yuan is ten yuan, you have to show me."

Taking the ticket from the old lady's hand, Bian Rui put it in his pocket, and then walked along the path to the fast food restaurant that the old lady said.

The restaurant is not big, but the decoration is okay, at least clean and tidy.

At this time, Yan Lan and a middle-aged woman in her fifties happened to be sitting in front of the window, each of them had a tray in front of them, and there were two or three side dishes in the tray, and a seaweed egg soup. The two of them eat very light, both are vegetarian dishes, and the only meat is a steamed cucumber fish, and this fish is not big, it is estimated that it will only look like three or four taels.

Bian Rui guessed that this was Yan Lan's teacher, the one who was now dancing with Yan Lan.

Standing in front of the window, Bian Rui stretched out his hand and gently clicked on the glass.

Yan Lan inside looked up and saw that it was Bian Rui, and her face couldn't hide her joy.

"Why are you here?" Yan Lan said.

It was a little noisy inside, but Rui didn't hear it through the glass.

However, Bian Rui had already pushed open the door at this time and couldn't go in and sat next to Yan Lan, so Yan Lan asked again.

"No, I'll come over and see you as soon as I'm done with the things at hand," Bian Rui said with a smile.

After talking to Yan Lan, he took the initiative to stretch out his hands: "Hello, my name is Bian Rui."

"You know, Xiao Yan's object, the true spirit of the young man," Yan Lan's teacher praised.

The teacher was also an acquaintance, and it seemed that he had eaten about the same amount, so he stood up: "You two talk, I'll go back first."

Seeing that the teacher was gone, Yan Lan saw Bian Rui sitting opposite, so she asked with a smile: "You can, you can make big news in New Zealand, and you are all on China Television, although it is not a set of two sets of lenses and it is just a flash, but you really show your face."

"I'm not happy to show this face, if it weren't for Zhou Zheng, there would be no such thing at all" Bian Rui finished speaking, and roughly explained what happened.

Yan Lan listened and said, "You are so stupid!"

Hearing Bian Rui talk about the process, Yan Lan became worried, she originally thought that it was just a coincidence, who knew that the situation at that time was so dangerous, and in the face of a group of inhumane bandits still thinking about saving friends, this is not ordinary enough courage.

Bian Rui said: "If it were you, I would save you, if you are in danger with Zhou Zheng, don't worry, I will kick Zhou Zheng away first, and come to save you as soon as possible."

Yan Lan listened to it and felt sweet in her heart, she believed Bian Rui's words, even Zhou Zheng and Bian Rui would save herself regardless of the danger. Women sometimes know that it is a lie, and they are sweet in their hearts, not to mention that she thinks that what Bian Rui said is sincere.

"I heard you caught a big fish?"

"I don't have anything to do with the big fish roots, the two are caught by the little girl, and I don't know what luck I had, the two fish were sold for a lot of money, and the little girl had to hold them in her hands, and I didn't know what to do" Bian Rui said with a smile.

"It's good, I regret a little bit that I didn't go with you now," Yan Lan said with a little regret.

Bian Rui comforted and said: "Next time, I will go again, anyway, Zhou Zheng, the old boy's ranch, will not run, I told you that his ranch is really luxurious, I saw his house, and then I deeply realized that the word "fighting local tyrants" has such a positive ......."

Yan Lan was directly happy when she heard it: "Zhou Zheng is coming soon, you say this to himself."

"Hey, this old boy sneaked up to see you, is this trying to pry me into the corner?" Bian Rui joked.

"On the other hand, he brought money this time, my money has bottomed out, and he won't be able to open the pot if he doesn't come to me again," Yan Lan said.

Bian Rui thought for a moment and asked, "That's why the place where you rehearsed and danced moved here from the Performance Building?"

Yan Lan smiled: "There is nothing bad here, and my first famous dance was also rehearsed here, a good sign."