The actor begs for my love every day

Pei An's accompanying beating was to unilaterally let Su Fan vent. After 10 minutes of fighting, both of them were sweating, and Su Fan's clothes were drenched. That slender and perfect body.

This is simply a silent and deadly temptation, especially when nothing can be done, it is simply killing people.

Pei An turned around without hesitation. He needed to take a shower now. His blood was boiling with excitement, but now it was more like boiling water, and he could still hear the sound of bubbling.

Su Fan looked at Pei An's back as if he was running away, and turned around to look at himself in the glasses. The clothes fit tightly on his body, which was more exciting than not wearing them.

Su Fan went to another bathroom to take a shower. He was wearing a bathrobe and was about to go to the cloakroom to pick up two more clothes. He just opened the door and walked in. All he could see was a perfect, shiny, muscular, back figure.

Su Fan: "..."

Pei An didn't expect Su Fan to come in suddenly. He had already speeded up the movement of putting on his clothes, and when he came into Su Fan's sight, Pei An stopped in a hurry and stopped completely, and glanced sideways at Su Fan. Quite a rogue temperament.

Uncharacteristically, Su Fan directly raised his legs and stepped over, his hands quite "naturally" pulled the loose bathrobe, revealing a large area, and there were sporadic small drops of water that were left out by the master and did not dry off from his neck. All the way over the collarbone and down into the bathrobe.

When Su Fan passed by, Pei An always felt that he heard a silent cold snort, and then his sight turned into someone's more blatant movements. After the wind passed, he left the cloakroom without a trace.

Pei An couldn't help laughing, and then put the unfinished clothes on his neck, turned around and followed out of the cloakroom. Sure enough, music was already playing in the dance practice room.

It's completely different from the attitude of acting casually before. Su Fan treats street dance very harshly, and the next episode will be recorded in three days, but he has no good ideas yet. Sitting there leaning against the mirror, listening to the music reduced to background music, my eyes are empty, and my head is also empty.

Pei An looked at the door for a while, but still did not go in, turned around and went downstairs, and made a few phone calls. The first person Pei An called was Yao Lian. He was worried, but Yao Lian told him This is a good thing for him, "Maybe he couldn't come up with any good ideas in three days, but it was a very good exercise."

At the end, Yao Lian asked, "Did you sign up?"

"Reported." Pei An replied, but Su Fan didn't take the initiative to report, Pei An did it for him, at the last moment of the last day.

"It's good to sign up, and that's when I'll see the truth." Yao Lian said with a smile, and then hung up the phone.

Then Pei An made a few more phone calls. He originally wanted to call a few hip-hop dancers he knew, but then Pei An called each of his parents, and finally it was Zhang Hong.

"I once thought I was unemployed, but you can still think of me, and I was so excited that I shed tears." Zhang Hong said a touching line without emotion, "Why, what do you want to tell me, an unemployed person?"

"I've been thinking about one thing for the past two months." Pei An said lightly.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Hong turned serious, how could it feel like it would be a big deal.

"I've been thinking about a script." Pei An said.

"What script?" Zhang Hong still didn't come to his senses, and was still trying to remember which scripts he gave Pei An a month ago to ponder.

"The script I conceived." Pei An said without any ups and downs.

But Zhang Hong gave a very good response, raising his voice, "Have you written the script? Have you already written it? How long has it been since you wrote a script?"

"When did I say it was finished?" Pei An asked, "Just to show you the truth first, don't exaggerate."

As long as he is not completely idle, Zhang Hong will be relieved. He can't control people anymore, but the more he leads people, the worse he will be as a gold medal agent.

Pei An hung up the phone and went upstairs again. The music was still going on, but it seemed that the song had changed. Pei An's eyes moved. Did he already have an idea?

Pei An walked to the door and looked at Su Fan who was already moving inside. With such confident and attractive eyes, Pei An bent his mouth.

At the recording site, this match was a knockout match, so everyone's nerves were tense. This time, Su Fan got number [-] and Jiang Liu got number [-].

Su Fan looked at Jiang Liu on the field, and could see that Jiang Liu had tried his best to practice his movements, and the connection was okay, but Jiang Liu didn't understand much of what Su Fan wanted to express, and basically followed the gourd Painting the ladle, looking behind, Su Fan's eyes flickered, those two movements were not his.

Jiang Liu rotated his head against the floor while his hands and legs made exaggerated arcs. Judging from his proficiency, he must not have practiced for three days. This was the first time Su Fan saw this movement. The last time he showed Jiang Liu There is no such action yet.

Jiang Liu's wonderful performance received intense applause, and even the judges said more than last time. Today's performance should be Jiang Liu's highlight moment in the whole show.

There was applause after another, and shouts and cheers one after another. The smile on Jiang Liu's face was the brightest since participating in the competition.

Su Fan raised his palms, looked at Jiang Liu in the field, and clapped his hands.

Su Fan was No. 2, and No. [-] was No. [-] in the previous round. He had a very solid foundation and a particularly good mental quality. This time, his performance and action rendering were even better than in the last round.

Su Fan followed behind her, but the contestants and judges who performed well would talk more. Su Fan lowered his eyes and waited for the host to announce his name.

Until there was another round of applause, Su Fan heard the host's announcement, "The next thing we are looking forward to is the performance brought by street dancer King Su Fan. Let us look forward to Su Fan's performance together!"

Hip-hop King?

Su Fan shook his head, and almost didn't realize that it was him who said it.

Su Fan stood up from his chair, and there was thunderous applause from the audience. The excitement on everyone's faces flashed through Su Fan's eyes little by little. Su Fan bowed towards the audience.

Pei An was still sitting in the first row, wearing a mask. Su Fan on the stage was more stable than ever before, and Pei An's eyelids twitched.

What's the matter with this inexplicable anomaly?

When the music started, Pei An frowned. What he heard before was not this song, and Su Fan's actions in the stands were not what he saw.

However, Pei An noticed that one of the judges leaned forward inexplicably. It was the senior who was optimistic about Su Fan from the beginning to the end and was also a hip-hop dancer. He looked very excited.

Pei An's brows frowned even tighter, feeling even worse.

The music on the stage was unrestrained and burning, and several dancers had distorted postures that were unbelievable. If Pei An hadn't had enough patience, he would have stood up from his chair. He finally knew why the judge was so excited.

Those movements were totally against the laws of nature, but what was presented was unprecedentedly exciting, dazzling and beautiful. The excitement in the audience was so intuitive, which gave Su Fan the best response.

Originally, Su Fan didn't intend to use such extreme movements, but what he wanted to present was not what he wanted to present now, since he came here, he had to do his best every time!

There were a few movements that Su Fan wasn't that proficient in. It was a bit painful for him to do, but the expression on his face was so powerful and charming. Under the colorful lights, even the layer of sweat on his forehead was so perfect that his face was perfect. It's so sexy!

The frenzied screaming and unstoppable jumping from the audience completely overturned the entire studio.

If Su Fan's dance is not over yet, the host is afraid that the sirens in every corner will be blown up by the high decibels. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said in an equally impassioned voice, "Who is King?!"

The audience shouted: "Su Fan!!!!!!!"

The host asked again: "Who is Su Fan???!!!"

The audience screamed: "King!!!!"

The host closed the microphone facing the audience, and then turned to Su Fan: "Shouldn't such an exciting and beautiful performance be saved until the last one?"

"For me, there is no difference between this one and the last one." This one has consumed too much of Su Fan's energy, as can be seen from the pause in Su Fan's speech, "It's not because it's not the last one." Treat it as you like."

There was a burst of intense applause from the audience, and the host had to make gestures to make the audience quiet and quiet, and then turned the topic to the judges' seats.

The judge who jumped out first jumped forward, his face was not so good-looking, "I don't know what else to say other than good, I just remind you, go to the hospital after the show."

There was an uproar in the audience, as the scene was so lively just now, it was so silent now.

Pei An's eyes kept looking at Su Fan on the stage, but Su Fan didn't turn to look at him for a moment. His wrist and other joints were still hurting, and there was more sweat on his forehead than when he was dancing just now.

Su Fan bowed to the judges and the audience, and then slowly walked back to his seat. Anyone who cares can find that Su Fan walked very slowly this time.

Pei An clenched his hands into fists, then stood up and went directly to the backstage to find the chief director. After 15 minutes, Xiao Ke and Hao Ren helped Su Fan into the car at the same time. The driver had already been notified and drove to the hospital.

The low air pressure around Pei An made the whole car fall into a suffocating silence.

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