Spoiled

Stammer looked at him with a very useful look from the Korean Games: "Brother, is this a boyfriend or a gun friend?" He lowered his voice, "How fierce? Can I take 3 splits? Take me one?"

This seems to be a common thing in the circle. Everyone wants to do the lower one, not the upper one. Sometimes they ca n’t find one, and two zeros make up the discussion: "Yesterday you accepted and changed me today."

Han Yun understood what he meant, and his face was not very good: "Extremely fierce, without you."

The basketball baby challenge takes three days, the first and second days are training, and there are professional dance teachers to teach.

The dance teacher is a gentle-looking male teacher. Han Yun has a special feeling when he looks at him. He feels like a **** around him.

The teacher said, "My name is eric Eric. How many of you have never been in dance before, let me see if you raise your hand."

Stammy raised his hand.

He turned to look at Han Yun who had not raised his hand: "You, why, don't you raise your hand, have you learned?"

Han Yun is still remembering, the original owner ... has never learned dance, but he does not like to admit his weaknesses in front of so many people. He has a strong heart. Others must have them, others must, and he must . But he looked sideways and found that many people raised their hands, thought about it, and followed it.

Eric: "Wow there are so many, we only have two days to learn. Now it is definitely too late for you to start practicing basic skills. It is not difficult to dance. The important thing is to be tidy and energetic."

He pointed up the orchid, and nodded: "Students who have learned have come out, you stand in the first row, I will pick a lead dancer later."

Stammered in a low voice, "He is so enchanting and colorful."

Eric grabbed the strong man: "Come, learn from me." He turned his back to the player, faced the mirror, and began to twist.

Seeing him so showy, Han Yun's smile gradually disappeared.

He looked stiff: "Really want to learn?"

Stuttering: "You haven't seen it, Sao, it's all ... well, and it's suitable for both men and women. It's true that men make up their belly and belly dancers ..."

Eric teaches action by action.

Han Yun had a lot of pains in learning to dance. He practiced sweating, especially his buttocks and waist, twisted, twisted, broken waist, and legs ... In short, there was no soothing part on the whole body!

At 6:30 in the evening, Eric said, "Stiff classmates today. Go home and take a hot bath to soothe your muscles."

There was a female model complaining: "It's been a long time. I'm going to do sa later. Can you go?"

"I won't go. A little basketball brother just asked me for a phone call. I'm going to date him."

"It's so fast to start? Which one ... which is particularly sunny?"

He stumbled to Han Yun's ear and said, "It's the six-pack abs, and the **** chest hair, the little boy with a manly look. I want to."

As soon as his voice fell, the girl's voice came again: "But I think Han Yun is more handsome ..."

They lowered their voices, thinking that others could not hear: "Don't say it, he seems to be a guy, forget it ..."

Han Yun's body was sore. If it was not for restraint, he would lie on the ground and rest.

Stamming his lips and saying, "Go, eat? This ... There are very good roast ducks nearby and nearby. After we eat, we also make, sa."

Han Yun wanted to go home, but working on sa project attracted him ...

There was a picture of taking off your clothes and wearing only trousers, getting down, and putting your hands on the back to massage with essential oils.

Han Yun was very excited: "A masseur is a man and woman?"

"Usually, girls, but," he smiled slyly. "I know that there is a masseur who specializes in serving comrades. All of them are masseurs. Comrades are able to enter, but they are private. It ’s great, riding on you, pressing you so crooked ... "

"Oh, man." Han Yunxing was lacking, and his face turned away. "If I don't go, I won't go. I'm going home."

What's the point of being male?

Stammers dragged Han Yun to eat before letting him take a taxi home. Among the 50 people, he did not have to fight alone, but it was more secure to hold a group. Stammers felt that Han Yun looked the best in it. I saw it last time. His hard shot, knowing that this person is strong, it would be right to find him as a friend.

Han Yun was so tired that he had an unexplainable soreness throughout his body, and he couldn't even lean on a taxi.

He almost fell asleep in a taxi, and the first thing he got home was putting hot water and taking a bath.

Han Yun tipped the rose essential oil next to him in hot water. He was allergic to pollen, but not to the refined essential oil. The bathroom was very large, larger than the kennel he had lived in before.

The bathtub was very comfortable, but the massage was so unbearable that Han Yun, who was particularly sensitive today, could not stand it. He soaked in warm water, closed his eyes, and the scent of rose flowers filled the large bathroom.

He even had a short dream surrounded by hot water. If he heard the eerie voice of his mother-in-law, he called him: "Little nine, little nine ..."

Han Yun ranked nine among so many sons of the Emperor. Brother Huang called him nine brothers. Father Huang also called him Xiaojiu. Only these two people would call him.

When the darkness fell, Han Yun seemed to have noticed, his eyelashes trembled, but he didn't open his eyes.

Fu Yuan walked behind him, footsteps in the quiet darkness, clear from the night.

"Your Majesty minds the minister coming in?"

Han Yun thought he was talking about going into the bathroom, and shook his head: "It doesn't matter." It was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

Then, as the water moved, one foot stepped into the bathtub, and Han Yun was startled: "How did you come in?"

"Your Majesty doesn't mind?"

Han Yun: "..."

"I thought you ..." said into the bathroom.

He tightened his chin, and really wanted to say that he minded, and he really wanted to share a bath with others, but this is a state teacher, not someone else, and the house cars are all state teachers ... Is it a bit hurt feeling when he said this?

For a few seconds he hesitated, Fu Yuan had sat down in the bathtub.

Han Yun was unwell, and invisible, he felt like he was going to frizz.

Fortunately, the bathtub is relatively large, and Han Yun can barely bear it, but the breath of the state teacher is even stronger than this scent of rose flowers, and he has invaded every breath of Han Yun in an overbearing manner.

He lost his temper silently in his heart, feeling that Fu Yuan's legs touched himself, and said, "Ai Qing, you squeezed into me."

Fu Yuan smiled: "After a day of dancing, Your Majesty is tired?"

Han Yun said, thinking of another day of practice tomorrow, he renewed his mind to retire, but now retiring, today's practice, isn't it hard?

At this moment, Han Yun suddenly felt holding his heels with both hands.

He was tense all over: "What are you doing ..." Before the words were finished, Fu Yuan pressed his calf with the other hand, just the right amount of force, with a touch of warmth, penetrated into the sour Muscle, Han Yun felt comfortable immediately, and suddenly he didn't mind soaking a bathtub with the teacher.

"Are your legs sore?" Fu Yuan asked him.

Han Yun said with a pity, "Huh, sore, but also waist, back, neck ... buttocks are sore, and his whole body is sore." He also stretched the other leg, and seemed to have reached Fuyuan's. On your leg, you asked politely, "Hurry up and press!"

Fu Yuan had a stronger smile, and his big palm gradually moved up his calf: "Is your majesty comfortable?"

Han Yun was dying comfortably: "Well, it's okay." He hummed happily. "I have to press elsewhere, and my body is sore."

"Then wait for the bed and Chen massages for your Majesty."

With both legs pressed, Han Yun turned his back and lay down on the bathtub platform, drowsyly saying, "Mysterious, help me rub my lower back."

Han Yun fell asleep.

He woke up when he was held in bed, and said half-wakely, "No need to wait, go on."

He didn't know that the teacher had gone to his bed, and he slept with him for one night, but when he got up the next day, his soreness disappeared magically, and his spirit was better than usual.

The next day of practice, Han Yun was relaxed and his stuttering was puzzling: "Yesterday, didn't you ... can't you move? What's so spiritual today?"

Han Yun said implicitly, "I made a sa yesterday."

"Effective, so good? Which one? Introduction, introduction?"

"I did it at home," Han Yun looked at him. "However, he is my man, and he only serves me. Don't think about it."

After training that day, the next day was the game. They jumped into the field for ten minutes before the game and got their voting results after the game.

Han Yun has learned so well that he cuts and snoring in it, which does not affect him.

The winner is one of the female players. It is said that once a professional dancer, she is not young, but changed her career to be a model.

On the return bus, Stammer held several WeChat signals coming: "Really, unexpected, there are so many cheerleaders in the athletes," he zoomed in on a photo of the basketball team, "Which one do you like, which one do you like? I may I can give you his contact information. "

Han Yun glanced: "I don't like it."

He stuttered: "Also, you, stunned even more, fiercely," he glanced at Han Yun, "only waiting for you alone."

At the end of the challenge and a day's rest, it is a hard-shot recording.

Song Lin told Han Yun about this, but he didn't disclose the specifics, just that he was divided into two groups and promoted to the top 30.

In the case of more female models, male models and female models are randomly combined, and the remaining female models can only be paired together.

Han Yun group arrived at a female model that she had worked with before, and in the shooting of Diablo Fairy, she was assigned to the same group as Chen Tiantian.

Among the female models, her strength belongs to the upper and middle reaches, and her face recognition is not very strong. She is a model currently studying in the Department of Fashion Performance of the School of Fashion.

So the professional knowledge is very good, but lacks experience.

There was a small gap between her two rabbit teeth, and her speech was a little bit leaky. According to herself, "I went to the dental clinic when I was a freshman."

Her recognizability is not high, thanks to the gap between her teeth.

She is very vigilant to the teammate of the same group is Han Yun, because she is both a teammate and an opponent. Strong strength can make hard photos better, but weak... This will cause the entire hard photo to be not good enough, and the judges' score will go down.

Chen Tiantian reached out and shook him: "I hope we can cooperate well and defeat others."

When they saw the fighting field set in the studio, boxing gloves of various colors, motorcycles, and black graffiti walls, everyone immediately reacted-this time the hard-shot shooting was related to fighting.