When he returned to the room, Wang Yan's mood was extremely complicated.

He picked up a bottle of red wine in the wine cabinet, poured it on a full cup, lay on the large sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and silently looked at the imperial capital under the afterglow of the sunset.

The imperial capital is majestic but not warm.

The lined buildings, huge traffic flow, and busy worker ants... make the whole city look too cold and hard.

Wang Yan's heart moved: Do you want to go down and have a walk?

Perhaps, it is not that the city is cold and hard, but that the current perspective is cold and hard.

Wandering among ordinary people, you may have different feelings.

Just like Liu Li's kiss, it's completely different from what she felt when she took the initiative.

Last time, it was full of hormones and possessiveness, but this time it was not so lingering and hot, but it was a kind of determination to move forward.

Very special, great.

Thirty thousand or thirty thousand, why are you so good at flirting?

If there was no radar, maybe I wouldn't be able to think too much...

【Liu Li】

【19 years old, 93 appearance, 85 figure, special 89】

[Current location: Emperor Wu Black Box Theater]

The special item clearly states that the number of loves is zero, so there is only one explanation: Liu Li's soul is too full, and the natural expression of emotions has the power to thrill people's hearts.

At that last moment, Wang Yan was really moved.

Liu Li has always been shy and will be shy when holding hands and hugging in front of outsiders, but today she is so brave because she realizes her unhappiness and wants to give herself a sense of security.

The method may be a bit clumsy, but that heart is really hot, straightforward and sincere.

So cute.

It was not until that moment that Wang Yan truly realized the taste of love.

Either like it, or love it.

If you look closely, it is actually because of the emotional backlog in front that when Liu Li kissed him unswervingly, the strong impact finally broke through Wang Yan's defense.

At the moment when the accumulated emotions always burst out, Wang Yan felt that what was magma like honey gushed out from his heart, hot and sweet.

Why is it hot?

Wang Yan was a little afraid to think, but he couldn't help but think about it.

Take a sip of wine, and the sourness surges for a moment, and the tannins are not regained.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked gently.

Wang Yan frowned and walked over to open the door. When he saw the person coming, he was stunned.

"Why are you here? If you don't heal, just rest and run around?"

"I can't stay idle."

Lin Weiwei walked into the room with a swagger, glanced at the red wine glass in Wang Yan's hand, and went to the bar with a familiar look and found a new cup.

"It's not interesting enough. Don't you call me if you drive 8,000 red wine?"

Wang Yan ignored it and asked puzzledly: "You are the only one?"

"Ah. No?"

Lin Weiwei looked for a bottle of wine in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, sat directly in the seat where Wang Yan had just taken her and poured a full glass of wine.

"I told them to go home and rest, and I will come to see you before leaving."

"What do you think of me? I'm fine."

Wang Yan laughed in silence, sat on another sofa next to her, and raised his glass of wine at her: "To me, lunatic."

bite!

The sound of cups colliding is particularly crisp.

Lin Weiwei was comfortably nestled on the sofa, her long legs were placed directly on the windowsill, and she tasted the wine for a long time, and suddenly sighed.

"Wine is good wine, but people are not good people."

Wang Yan glanced at her without saying a word.

Come on, start your performance, and I won’t be a rich man in the future!

Lin Weiwei was very comfortable, took another sip of wine, squinted her eyes and felt it slowly.

After a long time, I suddenly asked: "I finally understood what art birth is? I felt that it was different from what I imagined, so I began to mind. I didn't like Liu Li having physical contact with other men, so I fry a plate of vinegar and lemons?"

Three problems like a continuous cannon broke through Wang Yan's cover-up.

Lin Weiwei has always been such a woman, cheerful, straightforward and generous. In addition, she doesn’t help her husband and will always dare to stand up at critical moments.

Wang Yan didn't dare to say that he didn't care at all, but the situation was not that serious, so he was very hard-mouthed.

"As for that little contact has been left behind by me for a long time."

"What's that?"

"I dare to sleep with a woman like Zazababa who has been in love. Are you afraid that she will just jump into a classical small place?"

Lin Weiwei turned her head and looked at her. Something seemed to be condensed in her eyes, and her expression seemed to be a smile.

"Really? Wang Yan, are you sure you want to answer me like this?"

Wang Yan was silent for a moment, and finally corrected his attitude and answered again seriously.

"Actually, after watching the whole audience, I really turned that corner."

"A 60-minute drama, less than 2 minutes of the duet, just a few holding movements. The palace outfit I was wearing was thicker than the subway when I was working. If I had to worry about it, I wouldn't be able to fall in love again in the future."

"It's just... I've always felt a little uncomfortable."

Lin Weiwei looked at the little boy, and after a moment, she smiled loudly.

Wang Yan is still the dog I know, it's great.

After a moment of silence, she organized her language with unprecedented care before she spoke slowly.

"I don't know why you have such a big misunderstanding about Xiao Liuli. Now, I'll explain, listen, and ask me if you have any questions."

"Classic dance is very different from national standard dance. I must have a dance partner when dancing, and I must be a fixed dance partner because I must cultivate tacit understanding and consistency in the movement."

"A mistake in any two-person move will have very serious consequences...see here."

Lin Weiwei pulled open the hem of her skirt, pressed the inside of her left knee, and pointed it to Wang Yan.

"I practiced together for the first time in my freshman year. Because I was young and energetic, I went straight to the fox step. A continuous left turn to support the foot chopping occurred. There was a click..."

How was Lin Weiwei didn't say it, but Wang Yan saw that after the muscles were pressed, they did not rebound as much as before.

A feeling of distress suddenly surged in Wang Yan's heart. It had nothing to do with love, it was just a simple pity.

While considering how to comfort him, Lin Weiwei waved her hand and smiled, and continued on her own.

"It's better to be classical, much safer."

"Classics emphasizes implicit restraint, moving emotions, mostly single-dominated dances, group dances, and double dances are just a rare situation."

"The Han and Tang dynasties learned by Liu Li is particularly special, with a light and beautiful style, graceful and pretty, and almost all classic dramas are danced alone by the heroine."

"These directors who are extremely beautiful and respectable are even more beautiful. If you are lucky enough to get someone's attention, tailor-made a dance, you will be the second best sister Tang."

"I am born without the graceful spirit, otherwise I will learn from the national standards!"

Even though Lin Weiwei was complaining, her attitude was so generous that she could not see any loss and resentment.

Wang Yan had nothing to comfort her, so he poured her wine silently.

Lin Weiwei raised her glass and smiled sweetly.

"There are 50 students in two classes in our Classical Dance Department. There are 18 girls and 7 boys in Liu Li's class. Each dance practice has its own practice hall. If this team "Zhaojun Going to the Frontier" is not arranged, the co-star of boys and girls will be basically limited to group dances."

"As for the current "Zhaojun Going to the Frontier", it is the prototype of Director Kong's work, a tribute drama that is waiting all the way, led by the Chinese Opera and Dance Theater, Inner Mongolia Dance Troupe, Emperor Wu's cooperation in creation, and a national key repertoire."

"Is it important... there will be a leader to see the premiere."

"If you don't like Liu Li's dance, then hurry up and sleep with her and persuade her to give up."

"Anyway, with her strength, it is absolutely impossible to catch up with Senior Sister Tang within three to five years. No matter how hard she works, she will be the protagonist of the youth version."

"I don't deserve it for her. I only have a slight chance to become a so-called artist. Why suffer that crime?"

When he said the last sentence, Lin Weiwei once again showed that smile-like expression, and then stared at Wang Yan, as if she wanted to see a hole in him.

And Wang Yan just smiled.

The smile was light and decent, but the clearness in the eyes reflected the true joy, just like the haze in the heart was wiped out.

"It's time for me to talk?"
To be continued...