Chapter VI
At the end of the third floor is the largest rehearsal room, with a ceiling height of six meters. A mirror with three handles, and an open field in the middle.
In the corner, a piano sits nearby. The bright black, with some reflections, is worth a lot.
When I entered, there were still very few people.
This time, the two choreographers and the specially invited teacher Zhong Juan gathered around the bench to speak.
Seeing Zhao Yiran coming in, he greeted him.
When I participated in the dance drama tour before, I had also cooperated with them successively, so I knew each other.
"My student." As soon as the woman approached, Zhong Juan grabbed her wrist and arm with her hand and walked to her side. The voice was not loud, but it did not affect the pride with which she spoke.
Zhao Yiran University studied at the best dance academy in China, and Zhong Juan was their professional tutor and class teacher.
After nearly 50 years of exploration in this field, Mr. Zhong retired and resigned, but his reputation in the industry is still undiminished.
"No wonder~ It turns out that the teacher is you." Geng Shuang suddenly realized that when he rehearsed before, he felt that Zhao Yiran was in excellent figure and his movements were very charming.
"Sister Man, did you know before?"
"I went to school to listen to classes before, and I saw Yi Ran performing in class." Maggie Chan also showed an approving smile, knowing the relationship between the two early on.
After chatting a few words, Chen Meng walked gently with a glass of water in both hands, "Teacher Zhong, your water." β
The woman recognized it at a glance, it was Zhong Juan's thermos cup, the mouth of the bottle was gently hot, and there were two pale yellow chrysanthemums on the top.
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After a few days off after the last tour, this afternoon was mainly for basic training. Yang Meili over there really didn't reply to the message, and after it was over, Zhao Yiran stopped a taxi and went to Jinhe Bay first.
It is a new building in the city in recent years. The environment of the community is quiet, the road is lined with green trees, and walking at the bottom blocks the heat in the air, which is cool.
"Little aunt~ I want to kill you!" Zheng Mengqi opened the door, but the voice came from below, the little girl's crescent-like eyes were smiling, the exposed baby teeth were white and neat, and the hair with two small braids was a little messy.
"Huh? Why did you little guy get here? With that, he reached out and pinched her soft little face.
"Auntie said there was something delicious, so I came~"
"Something is wrong with the eldest sister?" Zhao Yiran followed them in and changed his slippers at the door. Seeing the back of the child who had already run away and disappeared around the corner, he looked up and asked.
"I don't know what I'm busy with, the old god is mysterious." The two are talking about Zheng Mengqi's sister Zheng Mengyao.
Call in the afternoon to help pick up the child, and go over to pick it up in the evening. Zheng Mengyao has been busy from time to time recently, and Zhao Yiran has also watched Xiaohua a few times.
"Where's Sister Beauty?" Zheng Mengqi saw that she was the only one and asked.
"She had a meeting, let me come first."
Yang Meili has a wide circle of contacts, and recommended a reliable photography team to the couple some time ago, and after the contract was signed recently, the two decided to put on a family banquet to thank them.
Passing through the hallway of the entrance, on the left is the spacious living room connected to the small outdoor balcony, where Xiaohua is sitting on the ground and entertaining herself.
On the right-hand side is the open kitchen and dining table, and the burly figure is busy with his head down.
"Brother-in-law! It's delicious! β
The chef in charge of the chef heard the voice, "Yo, here it is!" What about Sister Li? β
"Overtime, I'll be there in a while."
Sitting on the sofa and chatting a few words, my cousin handed over the responsibility of taking care of the child to Zhao Yiran, picked up Xiaohua in the afternoon and went to the supermarket.
But the little guy didn't seem to be satisfied with the little aunt, and after playing with the blocks for a while, he sighed.
"What are you doing?" But knowing her niece's eccentricity, she looks like this, and people who don't know will really think how unsatisfactory she is with her.
"Auntie~ Why don't you let your sister-in-law come over and play with me, it's too boring~" pouted and didn't look very satisfied.
"What about my brother-in-law's cooking, I'm not better than him?" In my impression, Liang Jing will take Xiaohua to play a game of racket, how can they be careful.
"It's not this little brother-in-law."
It's not Liang Jing, which other sister-in-law does she have?
"It's your little brother-in-law~"
"Where did my brother-in-law come from?"
The little girl's mouth was full of words, but she couldn't explain them clearly. Zhao Yiran was so embarrassed that he called Zheng Mengqi over.
"It's your family, last time I played with my sister-in-law." There has always been a generation gap between children's logical thinking and adults, but after reacting, Zheng Mengqi understood.
"Dong Fang, she should have said." As he spoke, he carefully watched his cousin's reaction.
Dong Fang?! Good guy, Zhao Yiran was surprised when he heard this, and his eyes were stunned.
"Guo Youbei, don't talk nonsense! Fool you, and believe it! In a blink of an eye, Xiaohua was corrected, and for a while he didn't know who to be angry with. It's hard for this little white-eyed wolf to remember so clearly after listening to an outsider say a few words.
The little girl crossed her hands on her hips, "That's it!" Auntie is so stingy, hum! Hiding my little brother-in-law and not playing with me! "The kindergarten teachers have said that you must know how to share.
"Guo Youbei! Are you still on the side? Looking at the niece in front of her, she was annoyed, and she didn't get angry.
Zheng Mengqi saw that the posture was wrong, so she quickly called her husband and pulled Zhao Yiran to the kitchen to work.
"What's going on? You take what the kid says seriously. β
The woman pouted and didn't look at her, and the strength to choose vegetables in her hands was a little bigger, "When did they meet?" β
"I took her to the club before, and I met her. Dong Fang can be more naΓ―ve than a child when he meets a child, you don't know it. β
Just think about it, you can know that it was the person who taught Guo Youbei to call it that, and you can even imagine the expression on his face at that time.
Look at her like that, you know that you are more energetic" What's the matter, talking about him is the same as talking about the enemy. β
Zhao Yiran continued to move on his hands, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.
That night, Dong Fang sent her home and drove slowly to the gate of the community, but the man parked the car in the temporary parking space next to it, the door lock was not opened, and it seemed that he didn't plan to let her get out of the car.
The people who had already unfastened their seat belts and were ready to wait for the door to open the car and get off the bus were naturally trapped in their seats and at a loss.
"Why are you in such a hurry to go home? There is no man waiting for you at home. β
Zhao Yiran, who was facing away from him, rolled his eyes fiercely, but he didn't dare to let him see it.
I don't know why, whether before or now, I will always be cowardly in front of him. probably knows that he can't talk back against him, let alone fight hard.
In order to be safe, he only dared to vent his dissatisfaction with him behind his back.
After all, if he "goes crazy", then his unruly appearance is no different from that of a ruffian.
"It's getting late, why don't you go back early?" As he spoke, he looked out the window with a fake look.
Dong Fang looked aside, and was amused by her serious little appearance, and unconsciously passed a little picture in his mind, and the smile was all on his face.
Then he raised his left arm, leaned on the back of the chair with the back of his neck on his pillow, and sighed with emotion. With his right hand, he grabbed the lighter on the console, and the lid was lifted and lowered, making a "click" sound.
They are a group of people who play competitive sports, especially professional athletes, and they all have a little blood in their bones. Even if they don't, after a long period of training, they are all fanatical and reckless. If you really get in a hurry, you will follow a few lions and tigers to fight on the field.
Dong Fang stayed in this environment for a long time and was used to this mode, so as soon as Zhao Yiran appeared, the kind of calm and softness that men would never have, was deep in his heart.
Even the speech is soft and soft, which makes people unconsciously dry.
"Why is your mouth still stupid, it hasn't changed at all." Tilting his head to look at her, his words were full of pampering.
When Liang Jing and his wife formed a bureau, he looked at her at the dinner table.
I haven't seen her for a long time, her appearance and figure have become more outstanding, her personality is still so uneager, and she never makes a sound when she doesn't ask her head.
It's just that this stupid person can't talk about people, but he hasn't made progress.
Dong Fang also said before that if she quarreled with others, her words would be like a sharp knife piercing her heart. Zhao Yiran here, even if he was anxious and angry, the words he said were more curved than the scimitar, and he scratched his heart like tickling.
It can be seen from the handling of the car accident just now, even if she is dissatisfied with the person in charge in her heart, she can't say anything serious. It is estimated that if he hadn't followed, the man would not even pay attention to her, and stood aside to hide and relax.
"But I'm still armed with a stick."
"That's when you're targeting me."
Colleagues and friends who know her will only say that they will unconsciously become gentle when they get along with gentle people, only him, see that he is a bully, and it will be endless.