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Wang Bo forgot the cheers, forgot the screams, forgot the thousands of people in the audience who couldn't suppress their inner excitement and stood up from their seats to cheer, jumped and screamed, and he even forgot his teammates for a while. His thoughts traveled through time and space, and returned to the cold winter night of the New Year's Day party outside C in 2001! The cold could not dispel people's enthusiasm, Wang Bo and countless men and women gathered around the big stage in the center of the playground, and the applause was shocking, and the whistling sound was like thunder, and the dozen or so men and women in suits and leather shoes, wearing black felt hats, and wearing red gloves on the stage performed "Dangerous" with the warmest applause!

During this dance performance, among thousands of people, Wang Bo saw the senior sister he found at a glance on the first day he entered the library study room, and then he was hopelessly unable to extricate himself from the senior sister he secretly liked. The senior sister also saw him, and the eyes of the two met unexpectedly in the cold and lively air. The senior sister nodded to him and smiled kindly. This smile warmed Wang Bo's heart for a whole year, until the senior sister graduated, and then disappeared forever on the campus outside C.

The music is strong, the drums are vibrating, Wang Bo raises his hands, kicks, twists his hips, and turns sideways...... The movements are crisp and vigorous, full of masculine masculinity, and at times they are as light and loose as flowing clouds, weak and boneless. It is full of feminine femininity. His expression was sometimes serious, sometimes cold. The gaze is melancholy and deep, as if looking at everyone, as if everyone is not looking.

Because of the senior sister, Wang Bo's entire freshman year burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm for learning, even harder than the year of the college entrance examination. Wake up at 6 a.m. Hurriedly washed up, and then ran to the library study room to take a seat. The position of the senior sister is usually fixed, so Wang Bo chooses to face the senior sister or close to the senior sister. Spread out the newspaper and put a few textbooks. The senior sister was a frequent visitor to the study room, and Wang Bo didn't know how senior the senior sister was, and he thought it might be a sophomore. Or junior year. A slender figure. The face is beautiful, and there is a hair that Wang Bo has never seen before, bright as oil, smooth as silk, and stretches all the hair up to the waist, and can actually come from the repair room for self-study five days a week, almost every day, this is for Wang Bo. It's completely incredible! The Chinese College is full of beautiful women. Beautiful girls are grabbed casually, there are not too many beautiful and slender girls, beautiful and slender girls who love to study so much, according to Wang Bo's observation at school, only the senior sister is alone. Wang Bo felt that he had found a like-minded partner in his life.

The rhythm of the music is still sonorous, but the dance steps have reached a changeable point. Wang Bo began to turn frequently, shrugging his shoulders from time to time and exchanging legs. The fluid-like movements are gone, they become stiff and mechanical puppets, and the expressions on their faces change, wooden and sluggish, empty and ruthless, but the melancholy in the eyes is still consistent.

Although Wang Bo and Senior Sister have to meet face-to-face or row to row for five days a week, and spend hours together every day, there is almost no time when the two meet their eyes. Wang Bo feels like the ugly bell ringer Cosimodo in Hugo's "Les Miserables", and his senior sister is the beautiful Esmeralda. He didn't dare to look boldly, he only dared to peep with his spare eyes, or secretly raised his head when his senior sister was concentrating on studying, and secretly looked at the eyebrows of the beauty opposite. Although it was just a small peeping and scrutiny, for Wang Bo at that time, he was also very happy and satisfied.

The music continues to evolve and the tempo begins to pick up a bit. The puppet-like Wang Bofang Buddha was re-injected into his soul, and in an instant he came back to life, or spun or twisted to the rhythm of the music. Whether it is the hands or feet, the amplitude of the movement increases and accelerates, like a machine that has been wound up. But the limbs are flexible, but there is no stiffness and rigidity of the machine. Uniform, the standard is still the same.

The first real time he and his senior sister looked at each other in the real sense occurred at the end of the first semester of their freshman year. As the holiday is approaching, there are not many people reading in the study room. That afternoon, the weather was gloomy and dry, and as the meal approached, the students in the self-study room left one after another, and in the end, there were almost the two of them left around where Wang Bo and the senior sister were. By chance, Wang Bo raised his head, and at this moment, the senior sister sitting opposite him also raised her head. The eyes of the two met together. In normal times, Wang Bo would either quickly look away, or immediately lower his head and read the book, and the senior sister would probably have the same reaction. But at that moment, Wang Bo didn't know what funny thing he remembered, and at the moment when the two looked at each other, he suddenly "fluttered" and laughed; to his surprise, it was unbelievable that the senior sister also "poofed" and smiled, giving people the feeling that the two of them had a heart and a heart.

The rhythm of the music changed again, and the nine people who accompanied the dancers were still dancing like demons dancing in accordance with the established choreography, but Wang Bo broke away from the crowd. In an instant, he seemed to turn into a light and fluttering paper man uncontrolled by gravity, and it was as if two smooth wheels suddenly appeared under his feet, or the entire stage, and the entire ground instantly turned into a huge ice that was extremely smooth and without any friction. And Wang Bo glided freely on this huge ice, from left to right, and from right to left, free and unrestrained.

The long-awaited space step of countless students was finally gorgeously displayed under Wang Bo's devilish steps.

Immediately, screaming, shouting, shouting, roaring, and even crying, one after another, like waves, the restrained youth, the suppressed nature, at the moment when Wang Bo glided arbitrarily, raised his hands high, and spread his wings, they all exploded in unison!

"Wang Zi'an—"

"Wang Zi'an—"

“……”

Countless people shouted Wang Bo's stage name, loud, earth-shattering, and deafening. Wang Bo on the stage seemed to be infected by the frenzied students in the audience, and suddenly slid forward and came to the edge of the stage. Spinner, reach, kick. The movements were swift, and he made a few dazzling movements, and the expression on his face changed from his original seriousness and calmness, becoming excited, full of anger, and his eyes were blazing, as if there was a fire burning inside!

The second semester of my freshman year started shortly after. Once, at about five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Bo took the porcelain cup containing the rice, fetched food from the canteen and prepared to go back to the dormitory to eat. There are two ways to get back to the dormitory. One is a wide ramp that leads to the entrance of the student dormitory, and the other is a detour from the back of the graduate building. Usually, Wang Bo usually takes the first one, but that day, it was very abrupt, he chose the second one. Just as he had just descended the steps to enter the path of the detour. Wang Bo saw the senior sister holding a blue plastic basin. It is like a rural woman who goes to the river to wash clothes and puts a basin on her waist, and a pair of white and small feet are bare, put in a pair of red slippers. In this way, Wang Bo knew at a glance that the senior sister was going to the school's bathhouse to take a bath.

The porcelain cup used by Wang Bo to cook was what his mother Zeng Fanyu married with, and she was older than him. In elementary school, junior high school, and high school, Wang Bo has been using this porcelain cup printed with red peony flowers to make rice. More than 20 years of wind, frost, snow and rain. The porcelain cup is already a little old, and there are two places on the edge of the bottom that have broken the white porcelain on the outside. The black bottom tire is exposed, which adds to its staleness. Wang Bo is a person who misses people and things very much, and he is reluctant to throw it away after years of use, and he brought it with him when he went to college. That day, Wang Bo's porcelain cup contained two taels of rice and a soup. The soup is a stewed bone broth with winter melon, but there are a few lumps of winter melon, and there are no bones to be seen. But it's cheap, only five cents. Wang Bo's dinner is usually eaten like this.

Seeing the first reaction of the senior sister, Wang Bo was not surprised, but panicked. In a panic, his first action was to quietly take the porcelain cup with only a few pieces of winter melon behind him and hide it, and then hurriedly walked over as if he didn't see the senior sister.

But at this moment, the senior sister with bare feet, holding a basin, and a shawl with long hair greeted him gently, although it was inaudible, but in Wang Bo's heart, it sounded in his ears like Hong Zhong Dalu:

“Hi!” Senior sister said.

"Hello!" Wang Bo echoed almost subconsciously.

After that, the two nodded to each other and passed by.

In the next six months, every time he saw his senior sister on the road to campus, Wang Bo no longer had to pretend to turn a blind eye but kept glancing at his senior sister with his spare eyes. He began to dare to look at the senior sister squarely, usually the senior sister first said "Hi", and then Wang Bo replied "Hello!", as if they were greeting each other for the first time.

A few backup dancers suddenly "fell to the ground" without warning, causing a burst of exclamations, only to find out that it was a false alarm. After the dancer fell to the ground, several "gunshots" were heard in the air, causing a startled scream. Wang Bo began to dance solo, and suddenly made a move that surprised everyone, unbuttoned the black suit outside in three or two times, and threw it forward, the movement was chic and wild. Now all he has is a white shirt, a black tie and a black felt hat. Although there is no coat, the contrast is more obvious and intense. Wang Bo, who danced solo, didn't do too many gorgeous movements, just dodged his feet back and forth with the rhythm, and sometimes "shot" into the air unexpectedly.

The backup dancer who fell to the ground quickly "came to life" and rose up like a ghost. The backup dancer and lead dancer are once again combined into one, doing a horseback riding movement in a half-squat position. The hands are raised or stretched out, and the movements are equally uniform, making people feel an invisible momentum and something similar to "will".

Throughout his freshman year, Wang Bo was able to maintain his high school years, even more self-disciplined and strict work and rest than his high school years, and he still feels incredible. He understood that most of his momentum and persistence were directed at her. If it weren't for the urge to see her every day, Wang Bo probably wouldn't have the amazing perseverance that made everyone in the dormitory feel incredible. But despite this, he and his senior sister spent a year in the study room, and he knew her completely in ignorance, except for her name—even this, which he only knew by chance when her classmates called her—and even the other party's class, grade, and department were plausible and unclear. It was only at the end of her freshman year that Wang Bo found that she rarely came from the repair room to read, and listened to the people next to her talking about her busy writing papers, and at that moment, he suddenly realized:

He fell in love at first sight, and the senior sister he had a deep crush on was already a senior.

After Zheng Yan graduated, Wang Bo never saw her again, nor did he hear anything from her. But he would think of her often, and sometimes he couldn't even think about her. Every day she spent in the library, her smile at the New Year's Day party accompanied by Jackson's "Dangerous", the two of them in the library had a heart-like "poof" together, and the unexpected encounter behind the graduate building, countless "hello!" and "Hi" ...... All the bits and pieces related to Zheng Yan often pass through Wang Bo's mind clearly and quickly like a movie playback. And in all these clips, it is particularly clear, and it is also a picture that makes Wang Bo fall in love with Zheng Yan at first sight always appears in the self-study room of the library, in the corner of the window, Zheng Yan, who is sitting there reading a book, will take out a small comb from her pocket from time to time when she looks at it, her head is slightly off, and she is like no one around, quietly combing her beautiful long hair like a black joke.

Nearly half a year after Zheng Yan left, Wang Bo has been in a state of decadence and dullness. He no longer wakes up early, doesn't go to the study room, and doesn't read at night. His state of mind changed from a young man who was agitated and full of fighting spirit to a desolate twilight realm. Everything has lost its meaning, and I don't know where I'm going to go in the future.

It wasn't until half a year later that he violated his nature for the first time in a hip-hop dance club's recruitment activity and signed up and became a member of the hip-hop club.

However, because he couldn't afford to buy a set of stage costumes that met the requirements of the club from beginning to end, although Wang Bo had practiced street dance for half a year and his dancing skills were good, he had never been on the real stage once, and he had never enjoyed a single round of applause, cheers and screams.

After stumbling and ups and downs, the music finally came to an end. Suddenly, the beat of the drums disappeared, the rhythm suddenly disappeared, and the whole stage became quiet. The stage space where the "Group of Ten" is located is like spraying an invisible adhesive, and everyone's movements suddenly become slow motion, sliding steps, spinning, raising hands, and each movement, extremely slow, clearly visible.

But the slow motion lasted only a few seconds, and as a few words of English came out of Wang Bo's mouth, the vanishing drum beat played again. Everyone crossed their hands on their waists, stamped their feet, and nodded left and right, their movements were neat, and there was no messiness at all.

The uniform stamping didn't last a few seconds, and suddenly everyone began to bow and bend with their hands folded again, still left and right. During this period, there are several neat and uniform large-scale connected movements.

Then, with an abrupt "gunshot", all the accompanying dancers fell to the ground in an instant, only throwing away his suit, wearing a white shirt, a crooked black tie, and Wang Bo, who was wearing a black felt hat, stood alone in a group of fallen crowds with his right hand raised with an orchid finger gesture, motionless, like a stone carving!

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