"So busy and posting so many moments every day, your friends don't complain?" She deliberately grasped the tone and said it, as if it was her friend's previous words, asking casually.

But Dong Fang could still see that little bit of caution, and smiled inconspicuously.

"Only you can see it."

Big G slowly turned around along the driveway, she asked casually, and he answered casually.

The woman guessed it, and she guessed it with Zheng Mengqi when she was in the kitchen, she was not surprised by this answer, but he still didn't answer when he said it neatly, and she didn't understand why she had to ask.

"Videos, photos, and whatever, only you can see." He turned his head to look at her.

"I'm afraid that you will be noisy when you send a message, so I will post it to Moments." There's no noise to the beep, but she can see it.

The man replied simply, not wanting to hide it. Every time he faced him, he was not shy about it, but Zhao Yiran was more caught off guard and uncomfortable. It's as if the roles are reversed, and the person who has a crush on Ming's love is herself.

I remember that my cousin was next to me at the time, and when I saw the situation on my mobile phone, I watched the drama with a face: "I guess, this kid just wants to tell you that every day in addition to playing ball, meetings, and competitions are looking for you." ”

Liang Jing often does it to Zheng Mengqi when he changes direction to report this, but usually two people lose their temper and play routines, and they are embarrassed to open their mouths first before they are posted in the circle of friends, but Dong Fang is different.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled dryly, "Why do you want to send these?" ”

She is not a fool, and she also knows the routine of posting more moments on the Internet to attract attention, but she just can't help but want to ask.

She could have been pretending to be stupid and never brought up the topic just now.

Dong Fang, who asked, didn't know how to answer better, "I didn't think much about it, it's just... It's true that time doesn't allow you to come out more and chat more. ”

What I want is from me, everything that you can tell you at this stage is that there is indeed no other crooked mind except playing.

In fact, he is also groping for how to better express or express it with actions.

He doesn't care if a woman watches every video every second, as long as he posts it every day, she can see it, and he doesn't block him.

At that time, the car returned to a silent state, and the eyes of both people looked straight at the road ahead and never intersected again.

But there is an idea that jumps into Zhao Yiran's heart from time to time, is he really the Dong Fang he knows?

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In the past few days, several street lights in the community have not been lit, and it is dark from the outside, Dong Fang still parked the car in the temporary parking space of the last return.

Seeing that the person next to him also pulled the handbrake and unfastened the seat belt, Zhao Yiran's eyes flashed a few times one after another, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'll take you upstairs, I don't even have a light." The man didn't hesitate, opened the car door and got out of the car before her.

"It's just two steps, it's safe." Zhao Yiran didn't want him to toss again, but when she got out of the car again, she saw Dong Fang coming from the trunk with something more in his hand.

There are still some people who pretend to be angry and arrogant like a boy, "I'm willing, don't keep bargaining with me." ”

"I'll take you downstairs, don't go up."

It was getting late, and he didn't want to drive in and trouble the guards at the door to register and let him go.

When he reached the door of the unit, the man stopped. The lights were dim, no one was moving, and there was a pond not far away, and a few frogs were chirping intermittently.

A soft breeze blows, and it is warm.

Dong Fang turned around and took advantage of his height to look at her with bated breath, "Zhao Yiran, don't avoid me." ”

"At least like a normal friend, don't say no, okay?"

Don't refuse to give me the opportunity to pursue you, and don't refuse our normal relationship.

At this time, Zhao Yiran also looked at him for a moment, his unassuming personality, but it was not in harmony with the tenderness and firmness revealed in his eyes now.

The devil sent God, "Good." "The sound is soft and crisp.

She admitted that if Zheng Mengqi asked her again at this moment, she would no longer answer the sentence "I will definitely not agree to him".

It may be that Dong Fang's firm gaze has made her less confident, and maybe she herself doesn't want to be so decisive about one thing as before.

Maybe the current Dong Fang is really different from before.

He didn't expect Zhao Yiran to answer so simply, and nodded with a smile. instructed her to go upstairs and rest early, and finally handed her the box in his hand.

It is a beautifully packaged gift box.

Dong Fang said that it was a housewarming gift for her.

The first time I went to her upstairs home that night, I could smell the rose in the air. When I looked around, I noticed that most of the scented candles on the living room table had been burned.

After knowing each other for so long, of course he knew that Zhao Yiran liked roses and everything with a rose flavor, but it was that cold and elegant aroma.

He also knew that Zhao Yiran had never liked to hoard goods, even if it was something she liked.

Using the scent of scented candles to heal his tired body from dancing every day has been the most inseparable for Zhao Yiran in recent years.

Sure enough, after opening it, it was her most dedicated taste.

Monastery roses.

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Zhong Juan, as a specially invited teacher, will not participate in rehearsals every day, but will come once every two or three days to see the effect and then give specific guidance.

In the huge dance practice room, the director will have an echo when he speaks in front. The costumes for the stage had just been designed and had not yet been made, so the girls had to find long dresses to put on first, some of which were not the right size, and they were all tied with leather rings around their waists.

"Some children are not my students, and my teaching method has always been that you, as an actor, you need to tell a story that the audience doesn't know through a performance, and the premise is that you have to know the background very well and understand the emotions. If you can't even understand the core content of the expression, I won't let you start making movements, just keep feeling it, Zhao Yiran should be very familiar with this. ”

It is said that people with attainments in art are generally stubborn, and today is the first time that Mr. Zhong has come to guide, and he has no amiable appearance when he met before, and he looks very sharp with glasses.

Zhao Yiran knows her character very well, Zhong Juan will not lower the standard of the performance because of the urgency of time, even if she has to go on stage tomorrow, there is only one person in the cast who catches the emotion, and the performance of dozens of people can become a solo dance of one person.

Dance drama never needs to be overloaded.

One after another, the detailed comments made the young girls in the center of the venue really appreciate Zhong Juan's seriousness and meticulousness, everyone has shortcomings, and everyone can't smile on their faces.

"I came here today and heard some children complaining that they had been rehearsing for weeks and had not decided on a lot of movements. The program of the Spring Festival Gala may change the day before the official performance, so it doesn't matter how many times you rehearsed it before. After you really understand your feelings, you won't be afraid of how to change. Dance drama has never been about muscle memory that has been practiced 1,800 times. "Hitting the nail on the head and talking on the phone can calm the impetuousness of many young actors.

After the rehearsal, it was time for dinner, during which her mother Li Ting called several times, and yesterday she said that she would go home for dinner at noon. Seeing that no one came after twelve o'clock, I must have called to inquire about the situation.

Zhao Yiran changed her clothes and sent her a message while going downstairs, saying that on the way, she was tapped on the shoulder by the person behind her, and she was startled and turned her head suddenly.

"Sister Ranran!" It's Chen Meng.

Zhao Yiran regained his expression and smiled gently, "Where are you going to eat, will I take you for a ride?" ”

"No trouble, my boyfriend is coming to pick me up." The girl has a mole on the tip of her nose and crooked eyes when she smiles.

"Sister Ran Ran, Teacher Zhong was your teacher before?"

Without paying attention, the person next to her took her arm and told her that she was her university teacher.

The girl's face was full of envy, and Zhong Juan's name in the dance circle was well-known, "I went to school in other places, but Teacher Zhong is also very famous in our school." The last time we met, I thought she was very gentle, but I didn't expect..."

Lu Meng's reaction was not surprising, at that time, more than 20 classmates in the class, regardless of gender, were basically scolded and cried by Zhong Juan, but it did not affect everyone's respect and worship of her at all. "I used to be stricter with us than this, and when you get used to it, you'll know that she's an old man."

The friends in her circle are looking forward to taking a few of Zhong Juan's classes, a rare good teacher.

"So I envy you, I can see that Mr. Zhong likes you very much."

After going out of the door, the two of them said goodbye, watching the girl happily run to her boyfriend, Zhao Yiran felt that this scene was very sweet, although the sun covered her eyes, she couldn't help but look at it for a long time.

She still has a very good impression of Lu Meng, she has a lively personality, she often has an irresistible smile on her face, and although she is immature in speaking and doing things, she is cute, which is what she should be at her age.

Although he is only a few years older than her, he can't help but lament that his youth is easy to be squandered.