Long Jiahao's accident was very tightly blocked, except for a few people from the Long family, almost no outsiders knew that Long Jiahao had been quietly transferred to Yanjing.

Ye Hao came to the downstairs of the School of Art of Xihai University of Science and Technology as promised, Ye Hao looked up at the teaching building after getting out of the car, there were at least three or four classrooms in the middle of the fifth floor with lights on, and there was faint music coming out of it.

"Brother......" A pleasant voice came from the downstairs in front, and under the dim street lamp, Wanjun, who was wearing a one-piece dance tight-fitting dance costume, quickly ran out of it.

She ran to Ye Hao and said happily, "Brother, you're here." ”

"Well, do you want to rehearse on this? Will there be a lot of people? Ye Hao raised his eyes and looked upstairs, and his gaze fell on Wanjun's bright forehead again.

Hearing this, Wanjun covered her mouth and smiled: "Is Brother Hao shy?" ”

"Anla, they are all classmates from school, and this dance competition is held by the whole school. There are all majors in various colleges, and they are all pas de deux, there is nothing to be shy about, let's go. Wanjun hurriedly comforted Ye Hao and said.

When going upstairs, Wanjun turned her head and whispered to Ye Hao while leading the way in front: "Brother, do you know?" I heard that Yang Qian was injured, and it was quite serious. ”

"Oh." Ye Hao nodded, his tone flat.

Wanjun turned her head again and said in surprise: "I heard that her boyfriend beat her, hey, girls must find a man who is good to them, beating women, it's too scary." ”

"Maybe she has a problem of her own." Ye Hao had no choice but to make a simple comment. He found that after Wanjun stayed in school for a while, the aura of students in his body became stronger and stronger, which was a good thing.

Wanjun nodded, deeply agreed, and then chuckled: "If I look for a boyfriend in the future, I must find a brother like you." There is a ability, and the character is also gentle. ”

The two of them happened to walk to the corner of the stairs, a light above their heads was bright, Wanjun immediately realized that what he said was a little too much, his face turned red, and he turned his head and accelerated his pace towards the steps.

Am I gentle? Ye Hao felt that his old face was red, for the first time in so many years, it was the first time that a girl commented on her gentle personality!

On the fifth floor is a dedicated dance rehearsal room, and there are four rehearsal rooms in front of it, all of which are lit up, and there is the sound of music, shouting beats, and footsteps.

Wanjun walked to the front door of the third rehearsal room, turned around and walked in.

When Ye Hao passed by the first two rehearsal rooms, he saw that there were many young boys and girls in them, rehearsing dances in pairs. In every rehearsal room, there are probably twenty or thirty people, a dozen pairs.

When Ye Hao walked into the third rehearsal room, he saw that there were also twelve or thirteen pairs of young boys and girls rehearsing inside, and Wanjun was already standing in a corner in front of him, waiting for him.

At this time, the eyes of everyone present focused on Ye Hao. Especially the boys, their eyes widened one by one.

This rehearsal room was assigned to the School of Finance, and the contestants selected by the School of Finance rehearsed here, and a few couples found another place to rehearse because it was too crowded.

Wang Wanjun is a well-known school girl of Xihai University of Science and Technology, and when the boys of the School of Finance heard that the goddess Wanjun was going to participate in the pas de deux, they all signed up to be Wanjun's dance partner, but she refused.

Because the rules of the dance competition are that as long as one person in the pas de deux is a student, everyone present is curious about who is the male dance partner of the goddess Wanjun?

Seeing Ye Hao appear, everyone naturally understood. Obviously, he is the male dance partner of the goddess Wanjun!

A few boys who were squatting next to him to rest looked at Ye Hao and Wanjun holding hands, and began to practice standing, and a guy with a face full of acne covered his face and said: ", the dance partner of Goddess Wanjun is actually a young man with an inch head, and he is not necessarily more handsome than me, why didn't Goddess Wanjun choose me?" ”

"Go ahead, I'm more handsome than you, and I'm richer than you, even if the goddess chooses me, I won't choose you. But that guy doesn't look very good, huh? ”

"Ma Dan, the good cabbage has been arched by pigs, Lao Tzu's chest hurts, help me rub it."

There were also a few girls who whispered and pointed at Wanjun and Ye Hao when they were resting.

At this time, a sexy girl wearing a suspender suit, miniskirt and pink dancing shoes, with blonde hair on top, led a tall and handsome young man into the door.

Han Xiaolan was Wanjun's classmate before, and she was also Yang Qian's best friend. Wanjun came back after taking a leave of absence, she is now Wanjun's senior sister and is about to graduate!

Seeing Han Xiaolan leading a tall and handsome boy in, the people inside showed surprised and envious eyes, they all knew that this handsome boy was the captain of the basketball team of the School of Finance, Wang Chuanfeng. A rich and handsome man with superb ball skills, handsome appearance and solid family background.

Looking at the envious eyes cast by everyone, Han Xiaolan raised her head slightly, feeling the envious eyes of everyone very comfortably. At this time, her vanity has swelled to the extreme, and she feels a little high!

The two of them held hands in the middle, and looked around to see that there was no more open space. Wang Chuanfeng said softly to Han Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, there is no place here, or forget it today." ”

With so many envious glances from so many people around, Han Xiaolan didn't want to leave, she looked around, and her eyes quickly locked on Wanjun, who was standing in the corner, touching her toes with Ye Hao, and put her hands on each other's shoulders.

Han Xiaolan's face changed, and a hint of anger appeared on her face. Her good sister Yang Qian is still lying in the hospital, and it is said that Yang Qian was beaten because of Wanjun, a slut.

What the specific reason is, Han Xiaolan doesn't know very well, but when she sees Wang Wanjun now, she feels as disgusting as eating. And the guy in front of her, who can also dance? What the hell?

"Let's go over there and jump." Han Xiaolan raised her hand and pointed towards the corner where Wanjun and Ye Hao were, and then pulled Wang Chuanfeng and walked towards the corner.

As long as Wanjun is there, Han Xiaolan will feel uncomfortable, last time Wanjun was painted with paint on her face and body, Han Xiaolan was one of the participants.

The space in the rehearsal room was already limited, and the space occupied by Ye Hao and Wanjun was not large, and after Han Xiaolan and Wang Chuanfeng came in, it was even smaller and more crowded.

As a result, Wang Chuanfeng's elbow would touch Wanjun from time to time, and when Wang Wanjun and Ye Hao hugged each other in a circle, Wanjun accidentally stepped on Han Xiaolan's instep.

"Ah...... Are you blind? Han Xiaolan exhaled in pain, immediately let go of Wang Chuanfeng in front of her, glanced at the instep of her foot with a painful face, and then shouted angrily at Wanjun.

Seeing that it was Han Xiaolan, Wanjun hurriedly apologized: "Xiaolan? No, sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

"Just apologize? This place is so small, how can it accommodate four people? Are you going to rehearse somewhere else? Han Xiaolan said and raised her hand to point outside.

Seeing that the men and women around her were looking over to this side, Han Xiaolan glanced at Wanjun and Ye Hao, and said with a mocking and disdainful expression: "I really don't understand, even a pregnant woman has the face to participate in the school's dance competition, and she also found a man from outside the school to be a dance partner, I'm sorry!" ”