Liang Huo felt outrageous even when he said this.

I originally wanted to add a blockage to the tiger thorn.

Unexpectedly, I ended up giving away a building in a prime location for free.

Damn it!

People with Tiger Thorns can actually predict their predictions.

"Welwitschia is a bit interesting." Liang Jingzhi put his clean and slender fingers on his knees, pursed his thin lips slightly, and said with a chilling air, "Have a batch of tiger thorns passed through Jiwuzhou recently? Tell Chu Wenzhou,

I want this batch of goods."

Liang Huo was stunned and said respectfully: "Yes!"

Liang Feng lowered his eyes and did not dare to speak.

This time Hu Ci and the boss are really at loggerheads!

The pursuit of Miss Jiang is not going well.

The boss had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had no choice but to fight with Hu Qi to calm down the anger.

***

noon.

The sun is a bit strong, the sun is dazzling, and it burns people's eye sockets.

Gu Fu took his mobile phone and followed the direction of the map navigation in his mobile phone and turned into a small alley.

After walking a few hundred meters, the view suddenly opened up, and a low-key and simple dance studio appeared.

Gu Fu checked the address carefully and found that it was correct, so he knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was a slightly familiar man.

The man has high eyebrows and narrow eyes, and his facial features are very straight and full, giving him a very upright feeling.

"Who are you?" The man looked at Gu Fu and asked in confusion.

Gu Fu stared at the man in front of him carefully for a few times. The more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt. Something seemed to be breaking out of his memory, but he couldn't find the point where it would burst out.

Gu Fu threw away the messy thoughts in his mind, bent down, and introduced himself politely:

"Hello, my name is Gu Fu. My master asked me to come here to find you."

"Your master?" The man's eyes fell on Gu Fu calmly. He looked up and down several times this time with complicated eyes, "What's your master's name?"

Gu Fu scratched the back of his neck and said, "Jiang Nan, Master said there is her royal dance troupe here."

It seemed that he was really that person's apprentice. The man had complicated emotions for a moment. It took a long time before he said, "Yes, we are her royal dance troupe. Come in."

Gu Fu walked into the dance studio and realized that it was surprisingly big inside.

The surrounding mirror walls are smooth and smooth, with plaster trim and sound insulation cotton treatment.

Going further inside, there are three stages with different styles.

The lighting is gorgeous, but not dazzling. There is even simulated fog and surging water on the table, which is very realistic.

this……

This is simply a paradise for choreographers and the cradle of dance companies.

Gu Fu is not a newbie in choreography. He has seen many cool stages and dance studios in W Choreography Company.

But no one has ever been able to do this. Just walking in seems to make the soul resonate.

Are members of Jiang Nan's royal dance troupe actually here?

"Gu Fu, right? Just wait here." The man stopped and pointed to the stool on the side, "I'll call the people from the dance troupe over here."

Gu Fu nodded, retracted his gaze and sat down, "Okay."

Soon, the man left and returned, followed by more than thirty people.

They are very similar in body shape and about the same age.

There is a sense of neatness and neatness.

The most important thing is that every face looks familiar.

Gu Fu pressed his temples and looked at the faces one by one. A thread in his mind seemed to be suddenly pulled.

Gu Fu looked at the man who brought him in in the first place, and his eyes shrank imperceptibly.

His tongue felt like it was tied in knots, "Bu...le?"

When Gu Fu spoke, his eyes did not move at all, he just looked at Bu Le quietly, with a bit of surprise on his stern face.

Bu Le raised an eyebrow and said, "Yeah."

Gu Fu swallowed his saliva and continued, "Qiao Xueming, the plan is real..."

Gu Fu's voice trembled a little more every time he said a name.

By the end, Gu Fu was sitting on the stool as blankly as the relief sculpture, his head empty.

At this time, he couldn't tell whether the scene in front of him was a dream or reality.

He finally remembered why he thought these people looked familiar.

Why, these people are all members of Yang Xi’s imperial dance troupe!

But, how could Yang Xi’s royal dance troupe become Jiang Nan’s royal dance troupe?

Could it be that... Jiang Nan's true identity is Yang Xi?

No...it's impossible...

Gu Fu was obviously still sitting on the stool, but he felt so soft under his buttocks that he felt like he was stepping on a ball of cotton.

I couldn't speak for a long time.

My throat seemed to be blocked by something, and it took me a long time to make a sound with great difficulty.

"Yang Xi...'s real name isn't Jiang Nan, right?"

"Correct answer!" Bu Le turned his eyes, snapped his fingers, and looked at Gu Fu with a light and indifferent look.

As if laughing at him for making such a fuss.

Gu Fu's trembling hand touched his face, and after touching it, he pinched it very hard.

It hurts.

It shouldn't be a dream.

"So, my master is Yang Xi?" Gu Fu pursed his lips and tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart, but his chest still rose and fell slightly uncontrollably.

"Of course." Bu Le's lips curled up, "You are very lucky, you are Yang Xi's first apprentice."

Qiao Xueming moved his body, walked up directly, and hooked Gu Fu's shoulder, "Okay, since we all know each other, I won't introduce myself. Let's go, now I will take you to see Yang Xi's choreography."

…

It took a whole afternoon before Gu Fu came out of the dance studio.

When he came out, Gu Fu stood quietly at the door for several minutes.

The man looked up at the sky and touched his fragile little heart.

Suddenly he grinned and laughed.

Yang Xi.

His master is actually Yang Xi?!

His master is the most powerful choreographer Yang Xi!!!

***

w Choreography Company.

Everyone was surrounding Song He, and their words were extremely flattering.

"Song He, I heard that you and Suo Wu met today? How was it!"

"You're asking this. Suo Wu must be satisfied with how good our Song He is. If you ask me, Song He is the most talented among the choreographers!"

…

Everyone likes to hear rainbow farts. Song He crossed his legs and listened to the compliments in his ears, feeling a little in a state of ecstasy.

He patted his shoulder with his fingers, and immediately someone was busy squeezing his shoulders.

Song He closed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips happily, "My master is naturally the most powerful! Today we have completed the apprenticeship ceremony! My master said that he will introduce me to other seniors in the circle in a few days."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another burst of compliments.

The choreography circle is, after all, a very niche circle.

It is very difficult for them to gain a foothold in the choreography circle.

But with a highly respected master, there is undoubtedly a shortcut.

In terms of status, Suo Wu is second only to Yang Xi.

Yang Xi has always been elusive and has never accepted an apprentice.

Under such circumstances, it has become the dream of almost all choreographers to have Suo Wu as their teacher.

As for taking Yang Xi as his teacher, that can only be a wishful thinking.

There was no point in hearing the repeated words. Song He straightened up a little and thought of something, "I heard that Gu Fu also went to Jiang Nan's dance troupe today. I don't know what happened?"
Chapter completed!