"It seems so cold when it rains." Fu Yanghe said.

"It will be warm in another month or two, but the temperature difference between day and night will be relatively large." Banjuegongbu said, "I think you all wear thick clothes."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said, "We are definitely not as resistant to freezing."

"Yes," Xiao Tang suddenly emerged from behind, and smiled and reached out to take a drop of rain and said, "If there was a Kangba man in our teacher Fu's quilt at this time, then we would definitely not be afraid of the cold."

"Xiao Tang..." Fu Yanghe hooked up, "Come on."

Xiao Tang took two steps towards him, but he pushed it into the rain. Xiao Tang stepped on the water on his feet and said, "I'm for your own good, you don't know the good people's hearts."

Who knew that Banjue Gongbu actually replied: "I have strong firepower."

After he finished speaking, he went to see Fu Yanghe, but saw Fu Yanghe pretending not to hear. He was so close that he was quite loud. Xiao Tang heard it, but Fu Yanghe didn't hear it. He just pretended not to hear it when he heard it, and Banjue Gongbu found it very interesting.

"Why did you do it for me?" When I returned to the room, Fu Yanghe said, "Don't talk nonsense in front of President Ban, it's so embarrassing."

"I'll help you test it," said Xiao Tang, "You said you wanted to pretend to be a couple with him and let Teacher Zhang give up. He would actually agree. Based on my years of experience, I seriously suspect that he is not a straight man, at least not that straight."

"Now Zhang Yue is enough to make me a headache. Don't cause trouble for me." Fu Yanghe said, and sat down, wrote a work report in the brochure, and then called Xiao Yang and the others over, saying, "Teacher Zhang has already published a song based on the theme. I discussed with the general manager. The general manager of the class has set up a factory for us as a dance training room, and is installing a wall mirror. From now on, we will dance in that row. Since it is to promote the local cultural characteristics, the dances officially performed must be mainly local dances. When we choreograph, we must also consider that the teacher believes that you have done your homework before you come, and today I personally communicated with them, and I must have some ideas in my heart. You will try to make a dance for me in the past two days. How to infect people and how to do it is interesting? Don't want to dance well."

"Do you want to have a competition?" Zhao Xiaojun was ready to beat.

Sun Lei smiled and said, "But Jingchen and Xiao Yang didn't learn it at that time."

"I remember it in my mind." Huang Jingchen whispered.

Fu Yanghe looked at Xiao Yang again: "Where are you?"

Xiao Yang made a timid gesture of OK.

After all, they all had two brushes on their bodies, and these could not help them. Fu Yanghe played the song for them to listen to.

Zhang Yue's professionalism is unquestionable. The rhythm and melody of the song are very good, which makes people excited when they hear it. As the opening song, it does have the power to quickly ignite the audience's enthusiasm.

Any work is the most important thing to calm the scene. When hundreds of people dance together with the music, the scene must be very exciting.

During dinner, Banjuegongbu was not there, so Zhang Yue came over again, but this time he restrained a lot and only talked about work with him. Fu Yanghe deliberately looked around for Banjuegongbu, and Zhang Yue was not angry either.

In the middle of the night, Fu Yanghe went out to go to the bathroom and closed the door in his clothes, but saw someone in the corridor.

He looked carefully and saw that it was Zhao Xiaojun, who seemed to be practicing dancing.

"Xiaojun." Fu Yanghe shouted.

Zhao Xiaojun immediately stood up straight and said, "Teacher Fu."

"What are you doing? Don't sleep."

"I'm choreographing, I'm afraid of disturbing people in the house."

"Is it cold to wear so little? Is it cold for you? I have left enough time for you, don't worry, go back to bed."

Fu Yanghe came back from going to the bathroom and saw Zhao Xiaojun pressing his legs in the corridor, he said, "It will be the same to get up early tomorrow."

"Teacher Fu goes to bed first, I'll go to bed later."

Fu Yanghe had no choice but to go back to his room and sighed when the door was closed.

In fact, no matter what kind of industry, there is a circle. As a gathering place for top domestic dance talents, their dance troupes mostly come from the same dance academy. Even if they are not the same school, they are related to each other. For example, the teacher is a junior brother and sister who graduated from the same school... But Zhao Xiaojun is one of the few "non-direct talents" in their group.

Zhao Xiaojun, who was born in this wild path, was unique in his place and developed a character of unyielding defeat. However, in their talented dance troupe, they were not outstanding. There were several important dance performances, and when he was running for the qualification to lead the dance or solo dance, he was defeated.

But he was unwilling to give in, so he practiced extremely hard in dancing.

He still remembered that one summer night last year, he worked overtime until very late. When he was about to go back, he saw that the dance practice room was still on, so he pushed the door and took a look. He also saw Zhao Xiaojun practicing dancing alone, sweating profusely and his face turned red.

Zhao Xiaojun's eyes were red and he said, "Teacher Fu, why do I always lose?"

Even though more than two years have passed, Fu Yanghe still remembers that Zhao Xiaojun, who was sweaty at that time, was helpless and unwilling. It was probably Zhao Xiaojun's words that left him a place in Fu Yanghe's heart. Work hard is as important as talent, and it is more worthy of being cherished.

After going out, he was no longer sleepy. He leaned against the head of the bed, put his arms empty for a while, and then took out the book Xiao Tang gave him for a while.

Perhaps because he is more emotional, the campus love described in the novel is very touching. He sighed, but his great desire for love emerged in his heart, wanting to love and wanting to be loved.

People who have been single for a long time usually do this. Sometimes they think that being alone is also good, and sometimes they suddenly become very eager in an instant. Men's desire for love cannot only come from their souls like women. Men's desire for love is always accompanied by ** and flows in their blood.

Fortunately, he got used to it and knew that he would be fine after a while, so he closed the book and placed it on the bedside table, but saw the box of ointment given to him by Ban Juegongbu.

He turned off the light and lay down, and glanced for a while, and then fell asleep.

But after falling asleep, I actually dreamed of Zhang Yue. In my dream, they were still in high school, and there was no special story. Perhaps the scenes depicted in the novels made him familiar, so I remembered his high school years.

But this is all fine, but when he was sleeping in the morning, his phone suddenly vibrated and woke him up. He touched the phone, barely opened his eyes and slid it on the phone, and the text message appeared on the screen.

"Chen, I just dreamed of you."

Fu Yanghe was so scared that he was completely awake, and sat up wrapped in a quilt, and repeatedly confirmed that it was not his eyes dazzled.

Chen is his nickname. Before he went to school, he was called Fu Xiaochen. Later, he changed his name to Fu Yanghe. However, his family still called him nickname. Zhang Yue met him when he was young, and occasionally called him that in private.

Is this a sympathy that the two of them dreamed of each other at the same time?

Fu Yanghe didn’t feel sweet, but instead thought... Oh my god!

Because of this dream, Fu Yanghe felt embarrassed in the morning. When he saw Zhang Yue in the restaurant, he also wanted to avoid it. However, Zhang Yue took the initiative to come up and said, "I dreamed of you last night. Guess what I dreamed of?"

"Spring dream?" Fu Yanghe asked.

Zhang Yue was shocked, and then his face turned slightly red: "How do you know?!"

Fu Yanghe thought to himself, this is not the first time Zhang Yue said he had dreams of him. Eight times he said he had a spring dream. If he continued to talk, Zhang Yue would probably talk about what this spring dream looked like.

"The plateau is not as good as the plains. You should be more at ease, so don't collapse." As soon as Fu Yanghe finished speaking, he saw Ban Juegongbu coming in with a thermos-like thing and heading straight for him.

"I will bring some of the Matsutake soup made by Quzhen, Amora, I will ask me to bring you some."

The Matsutake soup smelled so good that it was delicious. Fu Yanghe took a spoonful of them and turned his head to ask Zhang Yue: "You can do some too? This one is very nourishing."

Zhang Yue smiled and Fu Yanghe said a little exaggeratedly: "It's so delicious."

But Ban Jue Gongbu took it seriously and said, "You have to like it. I will let Qu Zhen make it for you in the future. The other soups she made are also good."

Fu Yanghe endured his shame and acted like a little bird lying on others, saying, "Thank you."

"We have to say this in this relationship."

"What's the relationship between you two?" Zhang Yue put the chopsticks and looked at them.

Fu Yanghe thought to himself that the show they had been a bit too far.
Chapter completed!