Chapter 16

Name:God of Life Author:qi su mian bao
As soon as Wang Yan left, the young man's entanglement became more and more vigorous.

"Xuemei, my name is Wang Xing. I'm the king of saints inside and kings outside. I'm a boundless walker."

"What are you doing back to school? Our club has a competition. It's international. As a junior, I'm the backbone. If my younger sister is interested in robots, I can invite you to watch the competition."

"You students of emperor dance practice harder than we do in science and technology. I especially admire you for this. You obviously have to work hard to eat by your appearance..."

Although he was praised, Liu Li became more and more impatient.

To be fair, Wang Xingdan looks ok. The school is good, the height is good, the appearance is good, and the clothes are good.

But compared with Wang Yan, who had just met, he didn't see enough at once.

In fact, while waiting at Gujiao station, Liu Li had a little impression of Wang Yan, but he didn't have a good impression.

The change occurs when you get off and transfer.

In the waiting room of the provincial capital, Liu Li sat diagonally opposite Wang Yan and watched Wang Yan carefully read a large book in a correct and leisurely posture for 20 minutes.

Liu Li especially appreciated the calmness and concentration.

Moreover, Liu Li thought Wang Yan was very kind because of his manners.

The waist is straight, the head is in a straight position, and the shoulder blades are open to relax naturally.

Walk tall and straight, sit upright, look at people, and don't turn around.

The above characteristics are especially like those of students who learn to dance, but Liu Li is convinced that Wang Yan is definitely not a dancer. Children who learn to dance will use ballet basic training to correct their form, and the details left can not be concealed from experts.

Therefore, it can only be explained that Wang Yan's upbringing is very good. He has paid attention to his posture since childhood, so he can have natural physical coordination and posture self-confidence.

Therefore, although Wang Yan's appearance is not very handsome, with a pair of green and astringent, Liu Li still thinks he has a good temperament.

Even if Wang Yan dressed casually, casually to a little shabby.

A little boy, dressed in dozens of dollars of stall goods, but his posture is tall and straight, which is not easy.

With a pair of canvas shoes of more than 1000 yuan and a travel bag of tens of thousands, it doesn't seem to be against the law. It's a complete mystery.

If you put a foil outside the gold and jade next to it, it will simply make people feel infinitely good.

In psychology, this is called "contrast effect".

Liu Li looked forward to Wang Yan coming back soon so that he could get rid of the licking dog next door.

Why are you so short of counting when you fail to pass the spare tire?

Staring at Wang Yan's figure eagerly, Liu Li suddenly found a detail: Wang Yan didn't push the door of the bathroom. He turned around the door and turned back directly.

What's going on?

Isn't he going to the bathroom?

Just confused, Wang Yan turned back, stood in the corridor, blinked at Liu Li and smiled.

"Sister Xue, there are people in the bathroom. Can you let me sit outside? Save going out later and bother you."

"Oh... Good!"

Liu Li finally reacted, overjoyed and moved directly in.

"I just want to sit by the window and see the scenery. Thank you, my primary school brother!"

I finally left the noise source. I'm in a good mood!

When Wang Yan also sat down, she finally couldn't help but be happy. She gathered up to the boy's ear and whispered and boasted: "brother, you're so smart!"

Exhale like orchid, gently blow it in his ear, and the soft hair brushed his neck. The subtle fragrance floated, which made Wang Yan not calm down completely.

To be reasonable, the training instrument can only ensure the posture, but can not control the natural reaction of the body. Therefore, Wang Yan quickly floated a goose bumps on his skin and his ears were burned a little red.

When Liu Li saw Wang Yan's reaction, she realized that her actions seemed too close. Her pretty face was slightly red, and she immediately opened the distance.

But looking at the little boy, it seemed that he had never touched the pure reaction of women in his life. His shy mood was immediately overwhelmed by laughter, and even gave birth to a very taboo stimulation in his heart.

I'm a bully. He's a little milk dog!

EH ~ it's a little dark, little black dog!

If you like it, it's certainly not that fast, but Wang Yan makes Liu Li very happy. It's true.

So she said, "you're so interesting... Haven't you ever been in love?"

Can you bear to be exposed by a cat's delicate sister?

"No." Wang Yan looked back calmly and took the initiative to look at Liu Li. "It's mainly because he hasn't met someone as beautiful and temperament as sister Xue."

Only God knows. In fact, Wang Yan has been in a panic. His heart is jumping like a tractor.

No matter how rich, the first brother is the first brother.

For men and women, the knowledge in books is useless. It's bullshit before the actual battle.

After maturity, I touch the opposite sex for the first time. My heart doesn't jump and my hands don't shake. Stand up and let everyone have a look! You are a natural duck king. Don't go into the wrong industry.

Wang Yan's heart was sudden, but Liu Li didn't know. When he was praised by the other party, his arrogance was immediately knocked out. He was a little shy and happy.

"Hum, you can talk!"

Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "what about you, sister? Have you ever been in love?"

"Of course!"

Liu Li angrily raised her eyebrows. Then, inexplicably, she vented her anger and whispered, "did you talk in primary school?"

"Count."

Wang Yan smiled and comforted her. Suddenly, he was curious: "sister Xuejie can't be chased by no one? Why is it so far?"

"Are you kidding me? I'd like to talk, but how can I have time?"

A question broke out Liu Li's complete resentment.

"How easy are you to take the imperial dance test? Only 300 freshmen are recruited every year, including the national art students PK and the art seedlings of the high schools affiliated to the imperial capital. Those who can take the God dance test in other places are at least 8 × 8. Practice Kung Fu! "

"For 8 years, practice for 8 hours a day, not culture class!"

"When you go to school, you think you should be able to relax. As a result, you get up at 6 a.m. and go to dance, rehearsal and culture classes until at least 8 p.m. at the end of the main class, some perverts always pull you to practice. You go to bed at 11 o'clock and go into a coma with a pillow..."

"As for the holidays, it's even worse. Where's the winter and summer vacation? If you don't practice for a day, you'll step back, and if you don't practice for a week, you'll be finished."

"I went home on the 22nd. I went to the park every morning to be watched by people. I had to practice basic skills. Today I went back to celebrate my sister's birthday, and then we had to go to the practice hall together..."

"Falling in love? The ratio of men to women in our school is 3:7. Do you think those boys have girlfriends? Wrong, most of them are single practicing dogs!"

Dizzy, is the first dance academy in China so exaggerated?

Wang Yan was a little unbelievable and puzzled, so he asked, "why do you put so much pressure on yourself?"

Liu Li lowered his eyelids, his expression was a little lonely, and seemed to be confused. He whispered, "dancing is a special talent for youth, you don't understand."

Wang Yan suddenly feels a little distressed. It may have nothing to do with anything else. It's hormones.

Little boys, maybe one day.

Anyway, Wang Yan gently and leniently encouraged: "tell me, maybe I can understand?"

Liu Li suddenly looked up and blinked twice.