I am a dragon, not a worm

"By the way, there is a song that I play very well, do you listen to it?" Jing Ben suddenly remembered a song that had been pressed and played hundreds of times.

"Okay, what song?"

"Love life." Saying that, Jingben started.

I have heard voices, as if in the center of the world—

Jingben's hand speed keeps accelerating——so many delicate lives

Until an hour passed, Jing Ben stopped, and Qing Liu was in a dream state.

"Please tell me who wrote this song." Qingliu stood up and held Jingben's hand, eating some tofu by the way.

"A master of vocal music, but you don't know him." Jingben let Qingliu hold his hand, "He doesn't like being disturbed by others. The one who taught me this song was my tutor Sig." I learned it from Sig's video .

"Then, I, uh..." Qingliu hesitated to speak, it was a good opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, he could learn music and enhance his relationship.

I don't know whether to let me learn (T_T).

"Ah, I can teach you." As long as you have a strong heart, you can endure loneliness.

"Jingben, you are so kind, let me hug one." Unceremoniously breaking the character, Qingliu threw herself into Jingben's arms.

Jing Ben stretched out his arms to embrace Qingliu, who was half kneeling on the ground, and threw himself into his arms, and stroked his head. It was soft and soft, and he felt like raising a large pet.

Qingliu: So shy to shoot~

"But I have to wait until I finish practicing the score first."

"Okay..." If I knew it, I would choose an easy one. Jing Ben is so smart that he will be able to play it once, and he can borrow the piano to eat tofu. Ahhh, why am I so stupid!

Jingben: It feels like the whole person is gloomy.

"Then I'll practice first, please buy me a meal and come back. I'll go directly to Teacher Ye Yu in the afternoon."

"Okay, how many copies?"

"Three copies."

Qingliu secretly glanced at Jingben's stomach, it was so small but could eat more than her own, the contrast was so cute.

After practicing for another hour, Jing Ben bid farewell to Qingliu and went to Ye Yu's after dinner. According to the landmark sent by Ye Yu, he walked all the way to the dance studio.

It can't be a dance, it feels like it's over.

Knock on the door symbolically, push the door open, and see Ye Yu practicing yoga, and then, there is no one else.

"Teacher, it won't be just the two of us."

"Obviously."

"Then how many people are there in the show you mentioned?"

"The two of us." He said confidently.

"Then I..." Can I not participate?

"Can't."

"I haven't said anything yet."

"Luoluo~"

Shaking, "Do you have to talk like this?"

"You don't call me teacher anymore~ Besides, do you have the heart to let teacher perform alone?"

"Be patient."

"You~say~what~what~~?" Go around, go around, "Luoluo~little Luoluo~"

You'd be better off calling—bed, yuck, what was I thinking, "I said, ok. I got it."

"Well, don't be so nervous, you're just a procrastinator, it doesn't matter if you can't dance well." Ye Yu waved his hand.

"Drag?" Something is wrong.

"Yeah, there will be a part at that time, I will choose one person to perform on stage, but I think there are differences between males and females, so I will apply for someone in advance."

It was actually agreed, males are wayward.

"It sounds like nothing to me, is my height right?"

"Don't belittle yourself, you're still welcome."

"Yes? What kind of welcome?"

"Ahem, let's get started."

"Tsk."

In fact, Jingben's strength is beyond the charts, and the lack of flexibility of the dragon is destined to miss the elegant art of dance.

"I can only dance with guns..."

"Gun? How to dance?"

"never mind…"