CHAPTER XIII

When rehearsing the next day, Chen Meng came early, but she hadn't said anything since she started her morning work, and when the director pointed out that there was something wrong with her, she only nodded and replied.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is not in a good state, and she also knows the reason, so naturally no one moves forward.

Disbanded at noon, Chen Meng stopped Zhao Yiran at the door of the hall.

She had a hunch that Chen Meng would look for her, because she could always look at the girl during rehearsals, and that look in her eyes clearly had something to say to her.

"It's okay, follow the rehearsal after that. Mr. Zhong has always been right about things and not people. Faced with the girl's hesitant inability to open her mouth, Zhao Yiran comforted her first.

Although she didn't understand why Chen Meng was playing some childish word games yesterday, she wanted to pull herself as a backer. But from the perspective that she is still a simple girl and can understand her approach, the young girl can't help but feel more stressed.

Looking at her current spirit and completely losing her previous vitality, how dare she bear to say that Zhong Juan has always put "learning to dance and learning to be a person first" in the first place, and she attaches great importance to the mind of a dancer.

After Chen Meng's oolong yesterday, it is estimated that it is difficult to make Zhong Juan expect much from her.

"Sister Ranran, I don't know what kind of form you were like before, but... Do you really agree with the choreography this time? ”

The woman opposite was stunned, she didn't expect Chen Meng to be so stubborn, and she was still thinking about the choreography.

Seizing the time when Zhao Yiran didn't answer, the girl continued to output, "Before, our group was very humane, if there is any problem raised, everyone agrees, it will be changed immediately, and the effect is also very good." ”

"Is it because I was transferred from another dance company, and the directors and teachers didn't pay much attention to my advice. So, I wanted to see if you could tell them more about it, it's all for the sake of making the work better, right? ”

"I don't think you have misunderstood anything, Director Chen and Director Geng have both been directors for more than ten years, let alone Mr. Zhong, how can you not pay attention to you because you are soft-spoken?"

Zhao Yiran has always been good-tempered, and she had a good impression of Chen Meng, a girl, at first, but what she said just now made her angry, and it was difficult to understand the reason why she said this.

Because she is a newcomer, she doesn't pay attention to her or her suggestions, which can be laughed at by the teachers and students.

"Hmm... Then Sister Yiran, what do you think? The two of us haven't had a good communication before, and the teachers and directors are part of the creation, but shouldn't we also pay more attention to figuring out the audience's minds? With that, the girl's pretty eyebrows lifted upward, and waited for her reply.

At this moment, Zhao Yiran felt that although this delicate face had not changed, it was only a little more calculating, and the people who watched it were full of anger in their hearts, "I don't know how to guess the audience's thoughts, I only know that as a professional dancer, I should listen to the choreographer and listen to the director." ”

Chen Meng was transferred to the Chinese Theater from other art troupes for internship, and it stands to reason that her quality should be excellent in all aspects, but the recent events can't help but make Zhao Yiran wonder where her professionalism as a dancer is. "This is a work to be rehearsed at the Spring Festival Gala, not your art troupe."

Zhao Yiran thinks that she is still very protective of the plot, saying that her skills are poor, it doesn't matter if she has no softness or strength, but she can't listen to the teacher who is not good and the director is bad.

"It's because it's the Spring Festival Gala," Chen Meng didn't think that a few words would anger Zhao Yiran, who was gentle towards people, and his words of defense were intercepted again before he could finish speaking.

"Teacher Zhong has been teaching for more time than you, what skills has she never seen? What plays haven't been choreographed? It's just your duty to jump your part well and not lose your position! ”

Zhao Yiran had been trying to resolve the anger in her heart, and when she heard what she was still trying to quibble, her voice couldn't help but raise a few degrees. The girl who was stopped was now embarrassed, staring straight at her pitifully.

She rarely gets angry, let alone in front of a colleague younger than herself in the unit. Now that time is standing still, there is a moment of regret that I can't control.

"What's going on? I'll be waiting for you for a long time. A deep, deep voice came from behind, but this familiar voice shouldn't be here.

Puzzled, he turned around and looked over, although the man was wearing a simple combination of upper and lower clothes, he still couldn't hide his proud and strong body as an athlete, and he slowly swayed towards this side.

Of course, Zhao Yiran was shocked by his appearance here, so much so that he walked to his side, and her eyes kept turning to stare at it.

"Didn't you say you should come out early, I'm still waiting over there." The man's tone was not a trace of sternness, and the words of blame were a little sweet with the smile in his eyes.

By the way, he took down the tote bag that was on the woman's left shoulder and carried it with one hand. The action is very natural in one go.

After that, Dong Fang stopped speaking and stared at her obediently, as if waiting for her to say goodbye to her colleagues.

Chen Meng, who was standing opposite, was also stunned because of the man who suddenly appeared in his sight, he had rarely had the opportunity to contact a man like Dong Fang before, and he had faded away from the youthfulness of a boy, but there was no lack of sunshine in his stability, which was incomparable to a boy in college.

Just now I watched the man come over from a distance, the atmosphere looked a little unruly, both good and evil, coupled with the action he had just helped Zhao Yiran carry the bag, the tattoo pattern on his arms was completely passed in front of her eyes, making his aura only increase.

Such a move would only make her mistakenly think that she was Zhao Yiran's boyfriend or an admirer who was pursuing her, and she also lost her voice and stuck to him for a while.

was disturbed by him like this, Zhao Yiran's thoughts also flew away, and she was always out of state recently.

"If you can get this opportunity, cherish it, if you have any questions in the future, everyone is welcome to raise it at any time, and so am I." At this moment, the woman reverted to a soft voice.

The next moment, the man next to her gently hooked her shoulders and turned away together.

Chen Meng was left standing there alone, looking at the backs of the two people, one graceful and delicate, and the other tall and strong. It's a pair that whoever sees it will say that it matches.

So she seems to be enviable in every aspect.

Zhao Yiran was taken down a few flights of steps by him, and his gaze fell back to his side face.

I have to say that Dong Fang came at a very good time, she didn't know how to end the conversation just now, and as soon as he appeared, the awkward atmosphere disappeared.

Sensing the woman's gaze, Dong Fang realized something, thinking that she probably felt that her movements were abrupt, so he slowly put down the arm that was lightly resting on her shoulder, and said cheekily as usual, "I want to see the car and take it slowly." ”

Zhao Yiran ignored his stubble, "How did you get in?" ”

The entrance control of the theater has always been very strict, and outsiders cannot enter without an access control sign, let alone a car. But she saw in the direction she was walking, and on the parking space not far in front of her was the familiar black big G.

And it was his first time here.

Who would have thought that men would still have hippie smiles and no shape, "How familiar I am with this." ”

Zhao Yiran stopped and stared at him, as if he was more energetic.

The person who had already taken a big step saw this and reluctantly retreated, still carrying the bag with his right hand did not move, his left arm gently carried her shoulder, and the palm of his hand was gently bent, very regular, "Ancestor, don't make trouble, it's almost time to go." ”

The woman was pushed by him to the side of the car, and she could still feel the heat faintly emanating from his strong arm through her clothes. muttered in his mouth, the time set in the club, he often returned late, why is the concept of time so strong today.

The man bowed his head suddenly, "I know I won't come out sooner to pick you up." It just so happened that he came early today, and as soon as Zhao Yiran came out of the hall door, he saw her being stopped by a colleague, thinking that she was just chatting and didn't come forward. I heard that the sound was wrong, so I went over and fished her out.

"On purpose." Seeing the man's expression of complaining a little but not daring to complain, the woman became interested and replied to him with an arrogant face.

Seeing Zhao Yiran becoming more and more presumptuous every time, Dong Fang was very happy, and the smile in the corner of his eyes was even more obvious. He couldn't cope with the woman's cold attitude and opened the distance of 80,000 miles with him.

opened the passenger door and waited for her to sit in, and finally controlled the strength and gently flicked the woman's head, "Little Diao girl." ”

Without any further delay, Dong Fang put her tote bag in the back seat and started the engine and left. Slowly open to the gate, and the access bar is artificially controlled and raised.

The main driver's window fell, "Let's go, let's go?" The security guard at the door also came out of the small pavilion.

"Let's go, uncle, I'll bring you Mao Knock later." The man next to him was enthusiastic and sociable, like a regular visitor here.

"What is Mao Yan'er?" The car slowly drove out of the theater, turned right into the straight, and the window was raised to cut off the outside world, and the woman spoke.

"Didn't you teach it before? Melon seeds. ”

Zhao Yiran grew up in Yichang, and she didn't know much about her hometown dialect in the Northeast, and some of them were told to her by Dong Fang a few years ago.

"Why are you so good at talking to anyone?" From a kindergarten child who is a few years old to the uncle at the door, this man can get acquainted with each other once they meet, and she is really envious.

"The one at the door just now is my third master." Dong Fang's speech was colorful, as if there was really such a thing, "Can't it, didn't I tell you?" ”

How could Zhao Yiran not know the truth of these words, and glared at him viciously, "You are bored to death, Dong Fang!" With that, he turned his face away and ignored him.

Men just can't control themselves, and they can't help but talk sartoriously as soon as the relationship eases up a little. Now I'm really afraid that she won't care about herself again, so I straightened up and explained to her, "Wrong, wrong, how can I have so many uncles." It's just an ordinary fellow, just wait for you to be bored, just look for him to chat. ”

The woman ignored him, and it didn't matter how many of his uncles had anything to do with her.

Seeing that she didn't react, Dong Fang really hated his own mouth. I'm used to talking to my teammates and friends, so it's so easy to control my nature at once.

"Wring a bottle of water for me." The woman who had just turned on the phone was stunned for a moment when she heard it, and the man turned his head and gestured to the slot in the car door next to her.

It's beautiful.

"Don't screw it." Two simple words, no tone, and then lowered his head and scratched his phone to himself.

In her opinion, this topic is too deliberate, and she doesn't plan to deal with it.

Dong Fang looked at the person next to him and still looked at the phone indifferently, without raising his head again, and continued to talk.

"There were too many melon seeds just now, and I was thirsty."

"Hmm." The woman still didn't move.

Yes, he brought it on himself.

At least now I have to be a competent driver, driving forward to the traffic intersection, it happened that the signal light turned red, Dong Fang slowly stepped on the brakes, and the big G slowly stopped in the termination line.

Pull up the handbrake.

Immediately after that, his right arm propped up the center console, leaned over slightly, and his left arm hung in the air to reach the mineral water bottle in the door slot on the other side, keeping a distance and not having any physical contact with the woman.

He is not in a hurry for a while, and the end of being a hooligan will definitely make him miserable.

Zhao Yiran, who didn't notice the action at first, was still swiping his mobile phone by himself, until a black and strong flower arm inexplicably appeared in his sight, and he easily took the water from in front of him without reacting.

At that time, the strong hormonal breath on the man's body was mixed with a faint cold wood male fragrance, wafting from the tip of her nose, with a touch of Gu people's heat, paralyzing her brain, and she unconsciously held her breath and did not dare to gasp.

When she retracted her movements, she saw that she was still looking at herself in a daze, and she couldn't hold back for a while, raised her empty right hand and gently pinched the woman's face, "Why doesn't it hurt so much, huh?" ”

I think that when the two first met, when a group of people were playing, Dong Fang also pinched her face and teased her, which is like now that any action has to be lived through three times in his mind, he really can't bear it.

also pinched it lightly, and immediately woke up Zhao Yiran, pretending to be calm on his face, raised his little hand and hit the back of the hand he was about to withdraw, glaring at him fiercely.

Dong Fang was not annoyed, showed a smug smile, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few big sips.