The canteen stir-fry window serves sweet and sour tenderloin every Monday and Wednesday, and the chef's skill is not to be said, and the sauce is just right.

Qi Youmian has always liked to eat, but because there are too many people queuing up at the window, sometimes he is too lazy to wait.

And after eating with Wen Jiulan, when there is basically sweet and sour tenderloin, there will be no shortage of this dish on their table.

It's the same today.

Qi Youmian held his face and watched the young man walk back with a dinner plate, and reached out to take his meal card.

- Even if Wen Jiulan said that he had money every time, Qi Youmian was still worried, and forced the meal card into Wen Jiulan's hand, for fear that the young man would overdraw his small treasury by buying food for two.

"Why have you been looking at me today?" Wen Jiulan first patiently picked out the big thorns of the black fish fillets in the small plate, and put them into Qi Youmian's bowl with clean chopsticks before asking with a smile.

Qi Youmian looked at the faint smile on Wen Jiulan's lips.

I swallowed what I wanted to say for a while, but my thoughts ran away a little.

Wen Jiulan seemed to be smiling more and more.

I can't say I love to laugh.

After all, the young man's temperament is already cold, but now he doesn't look like when he first entered high school, he was lonely and refused to be thousands of miles away, and his expression was cold and indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.

At that time, no one dared to approach on their own initiative.

But now, the young man's eyebrows and eyes are shallow and gentle, and his narrow eyes are naturally half-curved when he speaks.

Indifferent and cold, but not arrogant.

Qi Youmian decided to shamelessly attribute the main credit for these changes to himself.

Seeing that the little girl listened to her question, she didn't answer, but instead looked like she was wandering outside the world and stealing fun, Wen Jiulan was a little helpless, and smiled and pushed the small plate of sweet and sour tenderloin to Qi Youmian's side.

"If you don't eat it, it'll be cold."

The young man's low voice pulled Qi Youmian back from his absent-minded state.

She sandwiched a piece of soft sweet and sour loin, the sweet and sour sauce was still sticky and silky, and put it in her mouth while it was hot, which was a taste of the tip of the tongue.

"Brother Jiulan," Qi Youmian finished eating the sweet and sour tenderloin, poked out a little red tongue with his soft tongue, licked off the sweet and sour juice on his lips, and then completed what he wanted to say just now, "Can I invite you to be my dance partner in next month's dance competition?" ”

Wen Jiulan still had a mouthful of food in her mouth, and Wen Yan was stunned in place.

He hesitated, and a small bulge was propped up by rice on the side of his face, and with a slightly frowning thick black sword eyebrows, he looked unexpectedly cute.

"I ...... May I? ”

Not explicitly refusing is accepting.

Qi Youmian is very bandit-like, and with a wave of his hand, he made a decision for Wen Jiulan, "Of course you can, but you can Wen Jiulan, what is not okay!" ”

He said in a soft voice, "Because the inspiration for this dance is you, Brother Jiulan, so it would be a pity if the dance partner was not you." Most of the movements I designed are lifting, assisting, etc., so you can rest assured that it won't be difficult. ”

The little sweetheart invited her with crooked eyebrows and sweet words in such a soft voice, Wen Jiulan naturally would not refuse.

"Okay, I'll listen to the young sleeper."

As soon as Wen Jiulan agreed, Qi Youmian immediately prepared energetically.

The dance practice studio can use the classroom on the side of Shu Ninghua's training class, the dance clothes can provide data to start doing, and there are some choreographed movements......

Qi Youmian took into account Wen Jiulan's current situation of grasping both the competition class and the ordinary exam, and thought about polishing the choreography moves with Shu Ninghua again, so as to minimize the difficulty of the accompanying dancers, so as not to have to rehearse with her repeatedly after the teenager experienced a day of heavy academic tasks.

was stopped by Wen Jiulan.

The young man's long eyelashes fanned lightly, hiding all the flowing eye waves under the dense and slender eyelashes.

It's just that his tone is slightly lost, "Does Youmian not believe me?" ”

Wen Jiulan tea is clear and straightforward, although he can't hum and chirp like Xie Tiannian, but the young man only needs to fan his eyelashes, reveal a hesitant expression that wants to say something, and then call "young sleep".

Qi Youmian: 5555 Okay, no problem, listen to Jiulan baby!

That being said, but out of a dancer's necessary control of the work, Qi Youmian still took Wen Jiulan to Shu Ninghua's dance training class on the weekend and borrowed a vacant dance studio.

I also want to see the dance conditions that Wen Jiulan has, so as to facilitate the modification and adjustment of dance movements in the later stage.

Shu Ninghua asked the teaching assistant to lead the students to stretch first, and he had already run to the classroom where Qi Youmian and the two were located.

As soon as his eyes turned on Wen Jiulan, who was one meter nine tall and tall, his expression naturally showed surprise.

"This son is too ...... It's high. ”

It is not appropriate to learn to dance, whether it is too tall or too short, being tall means that the hands and feet are long, and the center of gravity is becoming more and more difficult to control, and it is easy to lose the center of gravity when doing some stretching movements.

And when Wen Jiulan took off her sweatshirt neatly, the pullover round neck and long sleeves were slightly close-fitting, outlining the smooth and powerful muscles of her body, Shu Ninghua nodded with some satisfaction.

At first glance, it is a regular exercise, and the center of gravity must be stable, so as long as the body is not too stiff, it can be used as a backup dancer.

Wen Jiulan didn't disappoint Shu Ninghua either, the basic flexibility was still there, not to mention that the muscle lines couldn't even block the loose cotton long sleeves, and with one hand, he could pick up Qi Youmian and put it on his arm.

Qi Youmian, who was held firmly with one hand: ......?

Wen Jiulan was already tall, and at this moment, she grabbed the little girl's waist and put it on her arm, Qi Youmian's head almost hit the ceiling of the classroom.

If it weren't for the fact that there would be jumping and lifting dance moves, the ceiling height of the classroom would not be low, and you would have to crash headlong into an ordinary house.

Shu Ninghua's eyes lit up, "The young man has the strength." ”

She commanded with great interest, "Yo-yo, don't come down yet." You try to see if you can turn Yoyo down, yes, Yoyo, your hand hooks his waist......"

Wen Jiulan couldn't dance, but Qi Youmian insisted on him as a dance partner. In order not to be too embarrassed to stand on the stage stupidly with the dancer, Shu Ninghua racked his brains.

Originally, I hesitated to delete a few difficult movements, but at this time, seeing the tense muscle lines when Wen Jiulan exerted her strength, and the arm that immediately stretched out every time she followed Qi Youmian's gaze closely, the little girl shook a little, and decided to add those few actions.

When the two-hour training time was over, Qi Youmian was stunned, and walked out of the training room with fluttering steps.

Behind him, Wen Jiulan was still greeting Shu Ninghua while walking, and her tone was calm and measured, so that Shu Ninghua, who was originally a little picky, could only smile from ear to ear at this time.

Qi Youmian's eyes were gloomy.

I was forced to feel a large humanoid pendulum.

Wen Jiulan, this guy, why is he so familiar with the posture of a light car, and he has made the dance training out of a warm atmosphere of meeting parents!