God of Life

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

He took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, poured a full glass, and lay down on the big sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, silently looking at the imperial capital under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The imperial capital is majestic and magnificent, but it has no warmth.

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

Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat: Do you want to go down for a walk?

Perhaps, it is not the coldness of the city, but the coldness of the current perspective.

Wandering among ordinary people, maybe you will have different feelings.

It was as if Liu Li's kiss was completely different from the feeling he had when he took the initiative.

The last time was full of hormones and possessiveness, but this time it was not so lingering and hot, but with an indomitable determination.

It's special, it's great.

Thirty thousand, thirty thousand, why are you so flirtatious?

If it wasn't for the radar, maybe I couldn't help but think about it...

【Liu Li】

[19 years old, appearance 93, figure 85, special 89]

【Current Location: Diwu Black Box Theater】

In the special item, it is clearly stated that the number of times of falling in love is zero, so there is only one explanation: Liu Li's soul is too full, and the natural expression of emotion has the power to shake people's hearts.

At the last moment, Wang Yan was really moved.

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

The method may be clumsy, but the heart is really hot, straightforward and sincere.

so cute.

It wasn't until that moment that Wang Yan really experienced the taste of love.

It's not like, it's not like, it's love.

Looking into it carefully, it was actually because of the backlog of emotions before, that when Liu Li kissed him without hesitation, the strong impact finally broke Wang Yan's defense.

The moment the backlog of emotions exploded, Wang Yan felt that what gushed out of his heart was magma-like honey, hot and sweet.

Why is it hot?

Wang Yan didn't dare to think about it, but couldn't help but think about it.

Take a sip of the wine, the sourness surges for a moment, and the tannins don't return to sweetness for a long time.

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door.

Wang Yan frowned, walked over to open the door, and was taken aback when he saw someone coming.

"Why are you here? Rest obediently if the injury is not healed, what are you running around?"

"I can't stay idle."

Lin Weiwei swaggered into the room, glanced at the red wine glass in Wang Yan's hand, and went to the bar counter to find a new glass.

"It's not interesting, why don't you call me when you open 8000 red wine?"

Wang Yan ignored it, wondering, "Only you?"

"Ah. No way?"

Lin Weiwei looked for a wine bottle in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, sat where Wang Yan was just now, and poured herself a full glass.

"I told them to go home and rest, and I came to see you before I left."

"Why are you looking at me? I'm fine."

Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh, sat on another sofa next to him, and raised his glass to her: "Toast to the crazy."

Ding!

The sound of the cups colliding is particularly crisp.

Lin Weiwei nestled comfortably on the sofa, her long legs resting directly on the window sill, she sipped the wine for a long time, and then suddenly sighed.

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

Wang Yan glanced at her, but said nothing.

Come on, start your performance, brother Fujuruan will not be a hero in the future!

Lin Weiwei was very at ease,

Taking another sip of wine, he narrowed his eyes and slowly felt it.

After a long time, he suddenly asked: "Finally understand what an art student is? I feel different from what I imagined, and I'm starting to mind? I don't like Liu Li having physical contact with other men, so I just fried a plate of lemons?"

The three consecutive questions pierced through Wang Yan's cover-up.

Lin Weiwei has always been such a woman, hearty, straightforward, and generous. In addition, she helps her relatives regardless, and always dares to stand up at critical moments.

Wang Yan didn't dare to say that he didn't care at all, but the situation was really not that serious, so he kept his mouth shut.

"As for it? That little contact has long been forgotten by me."

"What is it?"

"I dare to sleep with a woman like Zaza Baba who has been in a relationship. Would I be afraid of her dancing classical music?"

Lin Weiwei turned her head to take a look, there seemed to be something fixed in her eyes, her expression was like a smile but not a smile.

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

Wang Yan was silent for a moment, then finally corrected his attitude and repeated his answer seriously.

"Actually, looking at it from the audience, I really turned that corner."

"In the 60-minute drama, the pas de deux segment is less than 2 minutes long, and there are only a few lifting movements. The palace dress I wear is thicker than going to work and squeezing the subway. If I worry about all this, I won't be able to fall in love again in the future. "

"It's just... I feel a little uncomfortable all the time."

Lin Weiwei and the little boy looked at each other, and after a while, they smiled brightly.

It's great that Wang Yan is still the dog I know.

After a moment of silence, she organized her words with unprecedented care before opening her mouth slowly.

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

"Classical dance is very different from ballroom dance. I must have a partner when I dance, and it must be a fixed partner, because tacit understanding and consistency of movement must be cultivated."

"One mistake in any double action, the consequences are very serious...see here."

Lin Weiwei opened her skirt, pressed the inside of her left knee, and pointed to Wang Yan.

"When I was a freshman, my dance partner and I practiced together for the first time. Because we were young and energetic, we went straight to the foxtrot. When we made a continuous left turn and then supported our feet, we lost our hands, and there was a click..."

How about it, Lin Weiwei didn't say, but Wang Yan saw that after that part of the muscle was pressed down, it didn't bounce back for a long time.

Wang Yan's heart suddenly felt distressed. It had nothing to do with love, but pure pity.

While thinking about how to comfort her, Lin Weiwei waved her hands and smiled, continuing on her own.

"Classic is better, much safer."

"Classic dances are about restraint and emotion, most of them are single lead dancers and group dancers, and duet dances are only a rare case."

"And Liu Lixue's Han and Tang Dynasties are particularly special, with a light and beautiful style, graceful and pretty. Almost all classic dramas have the heroine dancing solo."

"The few directors who are counted are even peachy and respected. If you are lucky enough to get someone's attention and create a dance for you, you will immediately be the second senior sister Tang."

"I, I am not born with such a graceful and beautiful energy, otherwise I will learn the national standard!"

Even when Lin Weiwei was complaining, her attitude was so generous, and there was no trace of loss or 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 people in two classes of our classical dance department. In Liu Li's class, there are 18 girls and 7 boys. Each dance practice has its own practice hall. If we don't arrange this "Zhaojun Out of the Fortress", the co-performance of boys and girls is basically limited to group dance."

"As for the current "Zhaojun Out of the Fortress", it is the prototype of Director Kong's work. It is a tribute drama all the way, led by Huaxia Opera and Dance Theater, and co-created by Inner Mongolia Dance Troupe and Diwu. It is a national key repertoire."

"Is it important... the premiere will be watched by a big leader."

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

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

"I'm not worth it for her. There is only a slim chance of becoming a so-called artist. Why bother to suffer that?"

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

And Wang Yan just laughed.

The smile was shallow and decent, but the clarity in the eyes reflected real joy, as if the haze in his heart had been swept away.

"It's time for me to talk?"

Wang Yan took the initiative to clink glasses with Lin Weiwei.

"uh-huh."

Lin Weiwei nodded and snorted.

"I admit that I am a little narrow-minded and can't see it."

Wang Yan set the tone very high when he came up, and then changed the subject: "Thank you, Sister Weiwei, I am ashamed for letting you go all the way to enlighten me."

The groundwork is laid, and the turning point begins.

"But, really not."

"I don't understand the difference between dance types now, but I will know in the future. It's not a sad movie. How can there be any misunderstandings that can't be resolved?"

Lin Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "So, what you're thinking about now is another... trouble?"

"A little."

Wang Yan admitted it frankly, but did not explain it for a long time.

It's not so much trouble as guilt.

After a woman may fall in love with a man, other men don't even look at her.

men may be...

Wang Yan didn't know what other men were like. He just always understood that he couldn't give 100%.

Guard Liu Li wholeheartedly, until she gets married, has a child, grows old, and spends her life peacefully...

Sorry, really can't do it.

The restless heart of the young man is yearning for the sky more and more, thinking about flying higher, seeing farther, and having more all the time, but he can suppress it for the time being.

It's like the dream I had on the rattan chair in the small courtyard when I first got the system - to build a palace in the clouds and wait for all nations to come to court.

Maybe one day, after going through thousands of sails, I may realize the true meaning of life and return to the original, but definitely not now.

It can't be now.

So, what the hell am I holding on to? !

Are you sick? !

Wang Yan was suddenly a little irritable, picked up the wine glass, touched Lin Weiwei lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

When the feeling of alcohol welled up, the system popped up a prompt without warning.

[You are very depressed, maybe a good wine can cheer you up. You get a mysterious reward]

【See your true heart after drinking】

【Disposable card】

[When you treat guests and drink with others, every glass of wine you drink has a mystery]

[50% chance to trigger happy special effects, slightly boosting mood]

[40% chance to trigger the special effect of sincerity, revealing the true nature]

[10% chance to trigger the special effect of free drinking, the host will get a cash reward equal to the price of the whole bottle of wine]

[Note: The degree of high emotions and revealing nature is the highest equivalent to a state of drunkenness]

Whoops, it fits the occasion.

Wang Yan immediately wanted to use the card. After ten glasses of wine, he would probably be very happy. This little annoyance would definitely be killed in seconds.

By the way, look at your own heart.

Perhaps, we can also look at what Lin Weiwei, a mysterious girl from the imperial capital, is thinking.

But just before making a decision, the phone suddenly ding-dong, and a message from Liu Li appeared on the top of the screen.

[In the best age of life, there are many things that can be pursued. I gave my persistence to art, and I want to give all my enthusiasm to you]

Wang Yan stared at the endless message for a long time.

Then, he suddenly didn't want to use the card anymore.

Because, he finally wanted to understand something.

When Liu Li used Lin Weiwei as an example and asked "Do you mind?", it was obviously the first test.

Perfect pass.

Inviting myself to come to the rehearsal today is not only because I want to show myself the most beautiful side, but it is also a second test.

Dangerous pass.

If I didn't care at all at that time, or I was so angry that I was very tasteless...

Then, I am afraid there will be no more text messages.

A girl, before identifying a person and making up her mind to hand over her first time, will inevitably worry about gains and losses, think over and over again, and weigh repeatedly.

Reasonable and just.

Therefore, instead of blaming her, Wang Yan put aside one thing on his mind.

She is so cautious and self-loving, how could distance be an issue?

When she was sure, she was so active and brave, and her sense of security was no longer a problem.

Thirty thousand, you are a treasure girl...

New information is more interesting.

Life is not just a career, not just love, but you want both, and you firmly believe that you can separate, hold, and hold on.

One needs persistence, the other needs enthusiasm, and the common point is that both must be unreserved.

The meaning is just perfect.

Thirty thousand, you are more mature, firmer and wiser than I imagined.

The little fairy is you, that's right.

Come on, it's useless to think about anything, it's only serious to eat it first.

You wait!

Smiling, typed a reply: "I have read it, and I will play it."

Attach a dog face with its tongue out.

Looking at the skinny Erha emoji, Wang Yan's heart sank and he felt extremely relieved.

Today, I didn't tire my mind in vain.

Thinking is troublesome, tiring, and lonely, but the ultimate charm of a man comes from thinking.

Unknowingly, Wang Yan was actually becoming more and more attractive.

Nothing to do with money.

...

Lin Weiwei looked out the window in a daze. The sky was about to darken, and Wang Yan's figure was reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It was too late to get a response from Wang Yan. She knew that there might not be a response to the next topic.

That being the case, don't talk about it.

Putting down the wine glass, she stood up quickly and said with a relaxed smile, "Okay, it seems that you have figured it out, then I will withdraw."

Wang Yan wanted to keep her for dinner, so she turned around and left.

"Don't eat, lose weight!"

All right, I'll take you downstairs then.

As soon as Wang Yan arrived at the door of the room, Lin Weiwei stopped him with staring eyes.

"What's the relationship? Tell you a few words of confidance, and you've seen someone outside, right?"

"It's gotta! Hello, let's go, don't give it away!"

Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry, and raised his hand in surrender.

In the end, I didn't ask that question: Sister Weiwei, why did you come here in such a hurry to explain this to me?

Wanted to ask, but didn't have to.

When Lin Weiwei went out, she habitually tossed her long hair, and then strode towards the elevator with special steps that her relatives did not recognize.

That red hair spread out like a flame, burning people's eyes; and like a rose, fragrant and thorny.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, closed the door and went back to his room.

Facing the mirror in the elevator, Lin Weiwei carefully put on her sunglasses, combed her hair, and adjusted the corners of her clothes. Suddenly, her nose felt sore.