Qin Jian was lying on the bed, picked up his mobile phone, and ordered a familiar takeaway.

Qin Jian is not very demanding about what to eat, as long as there is one meat dish, the rest can be played freely by the chef.

After eating and drinking enough, Qin Jian didn't want to sleep.

Qin Jian, who is very rare, brushed his teeth after dinner, and then went to the 2nd floor to accompany his little baby and watch cartoons happily with the flower fairy.

The two-centimeter-tall flower fairy is an important person that Qin Jian can really care about and take care of, and it is his family.

The flower fairy, whose mind has not yet matured, is still a little silly and cute, and her innocent appearance is really very beautiful, just like the pure, clear and warm of the morning light.

The flower fairy is already okay, stammering some short words, and the pronunciation is also soft and sweet, very good-sounding, Qin Jian likes to tease the flower fairy very much.

Qin Jian also likes to take a warm bath for the flower fairy, and the flower fairy also likes to play with bubbles.

After accompanying the flower fairy, Qin Jian went to the backyard on the first floor and played with the husky for a while, mainly because he fed Tutu, a big meat bone, and Tutu had meat to eat, so he was very satisfied.

There is no need to follow at all, Qin Jian went out to run together, and the husky at this time felt that running was too tiring for the dog, and he didn't want to run at all, and his mind was full of flesh.

Eating meat and eating bones is so cool, why go out for a run on such a small day?

If you don't need to run, you can't run in this life, and only by being able to eat meat every day can you maintain a normal life.

After Qin Jian got the husky, he returned to his bedroom, sat down and picked up the pen seriously, and copied the thin gold Tang poems and Song poems.

Otaku is a magical existence, when you really concentrate, you can forget all your troubles, concentrate on doing one thing, you can last for many hours, and you don't need to rest at all.

Writing, especially for long periods of time, and mechanical repetitive copying, the longer you stay up, the better you will become, and I don't think it matters.

It's like a mechanical, mobile operation, without any worries and no brains, you just need to move your fingers and look at them.

Other things, you don't need to do it at all, there are no other worries, you just keep copying anyway, with the same strength, the same strokes, word by word, as if you have written to the end of time.

Hold the grass!

Qin Jian suddenly got up and threw the ballpoint pen into the trash can in annoyance, feeling that the whole person was very irritable and wanted to howl and roar.

He meowed, what mistake did I make, I had to be honest, like a primary school student, well-behaved and clever, sitting in front of the desk, copying Tang poems and Song lyrics all the time.

I feel that the whole person is about to collapse, my hands are about to go numb, it doesn't look like my own, there are still tens of thousands of words that have not been written, and it makes people feel a headache when they think about it.

I'm going crazy, why should I write?

I've not written more than 100 words a day for years, years.

What the hell is this good habit learning machine, can you lose it, who wants to recycle this kind of garbage, hurry up, I'll give it to you for free!

Qin Jian was also ruthless, his right hand grabbed fiercely, and the golden ring on the middle finger of his left hand that was wearing a tight spell was pulled out vigorously.

But this golden ring, as if it had grown inside the bone of his left hand, did not move at all, and when Qin Jian was so hard, he didn't feel pain.

This really made Qin Jian fall into confusion, as well as sorrow and despair, pain and silence.

The collapse of adults is always quiet, sighing, and saying it's okay.

Qin Jian returned to his cool and comfortable big bed, then put on an eye mask and began to take a nap.

I don't have to force myself to write, and I feel so happy.

Sleep, sleep, sleep, you don't have to, and then you are tormented by tens of thousands of words.

The long and repeated copying of the thin gold body also consumed a lot of Qin Jian's spirit, so he soon fell asleep.

Probably because of his weak heart, Qin Jian, who woke up from a nap at almost five o'clock, drove out for dinner, and went directly to the Red Moon, where he waited for Han Lemon's arrival, and also sent WeChat in advance to make a notification.

"I've arrived at the Red Moon, I'll play with my phone for a while, and I'll wait for you to come over and then go to class. ”

"Uh-huh, okay, it's not a good student who skips class. ”

Han Lemon really deserves to be a programmer, and he came back for a second. Qin Jian was very suspicious of Han Lemon, which was hanging on the computer, the web version of WeChat.

Of course, a gold member like Qin Jian has privileges, and there is also a good place to go for waiting time, and there is free coffee to drink.

A place like the Red Moon Dance Center is also a place for students to rest and gather.

There are a lot of girls with great figures, and there are also a lot of dance teachers who look elegant and calm, so of course there will be no shortage of men with various goals.

Qin Jian waited for an hour before finally waiting for Han Lemon.

Han Lemon's expression has always been cold and faint, and he can't see the joy and sorrow, which also makes Qin Jian breathe a sigh of relief, at least this big beauty didn't make him look good as soon as he came up.

The two of them entered the dance studio on the 6th floor, and Han Lemon changed into a professional ancient dance costume with a plush white hat, and looked full of a graceful and luxurious temperament from the court of the Song Dynasty.

Han Lemon has long been accustomed to his students, all kinds of pigeons, because these rich people's time is very precious, and it may not be said when something will suddenly happen, and some rich people are simply lazy and don't want to practice dancing and suffer hardships.

"Qin Jian, let me first introduce to you, what the court dance of the Song Dynasty was like, what I want to teach you today is that the Jade Rabbit is very elegant and calm, and the difficulty is not very high, which is very suitable for beginners in dance like you. ”

"The court dance of the Song Dynasty can also be called a team dance, which is divided into two categories: the children's team and the female disciple team. ”

"The children's team includes Tuozhi, Sword Weapon, Brahmin, Drunken Hu Teng, Long Live Xuchen, Children's Sense of Sacred Music, Jade Rabbit Muddy, Exotic Chaotian, Children's Liberation of Red, and Condor Huijuan, a total of ten teams. ”

"The female disciple team has nothing to do with what you learned today, dance, so I won't talk about it. Hun Tuo speaks the Hu language, which means hat. The jade rabbit is on its head and wears a delicate rabbit-shaped hat. ”

"With the Song Dynasty poet's "Yongmei", the soundtrack is sung as the dance music, rendering the dignified and beautiful, fresh and elegant atmosphere of the whole dance. ”

Han Lemon glanced at Qin Jian and said in a tone that hated iron but not steel: "I specially chose it for you, the simple version of the Jade Rabbit, you should like it very much." ”

Qin Jian really felt that since he got it and got used to learning the machine, he was the most serious about dancing.

[Ming Mei is still very good-looking, Tai Mei likes it the most, Sister Hong's timbre is very storyful, Mao Mao doesn't smile and doesn't give stars, Huahua is cold and handsome, of course, my favorite is the recommendation ticket in your hand. 】