eight dance partners with my boyfriend

When Jiao Cheng woke up, he felt dizzy. He opened the curtains and found that it was raining again in the middle of the night. The sun just came out at this time, and the air was full of the fragrance of green grass.

Li Feidan on the other end of the phone had already urged him to hurry over, so Jiao Cheng casually pulled on a piece of clothing to put on, and went to the breakfast stand at the intersection to buy finger cakes.

Pushing open the studio door, Xia Guanghui had just put on new clothes and looked in the mirror. The little dance partner was sitting on the floor in high heels and looking at him, the two of them giggled.

"Where's Li Feidan?" Jiao Cheng put down his things and asked them.

Xia Guanghui said: "Mr. Li was still here just now, he said to arrest someone, let us wait for him first."

Jiao Cheng nodded, turned on the headlights on the first floor, and went upstairs to open the windows of the lounge to ventilate the air. A group of high school students carrying schoolbags bustled past, whispering to each other, not knowing what to discuss.

Just as he was about to eat finger cakes when he went downstairs, he saw Li Feidan brought Liu Bomao over at some point, and the boy stood beside him with an expression of reluctance.

Jiao Cheng took a bite of the pancake, feeling a little unbelievable, before he had time to ask, Liu Bomao just looked up at him, Xu just saw him on the eighth floor yesterday, he always felt a little confused and embarrassed.

Li Feidan patted Xia Guanghui and told him to change his shoes, seeing that Jiao Cheng had arrived, he bared his teeth and said happily, "I tied him here."

Liu Bomao didn't speak, just sat in the corner and watched Xia Guanghui and the others bustle around, "The cram school will start soon."

Li Feidan stretched out his foot and lightly kicked his calf, "If you keep studying, you will become stupid. Today I will take you to watch the game."

"It's not that I haven't seen it." Liu Bomao muttered, and couldn't help but turn his gaze to Jiao Cheng, who ate the cake until his cheeks bulged.

"Don't take a sneak peek at my wife." Li Feizhang patted the back of his head, and continued: "You've seen it, you've seen it, I think you went there a few years ago, and you should still laugh at the video."

Just as Liu Bomao was about to say no, Xia Guanghui hugged his leg after changing his shoes, his face was full of excitement, and he felt embarrassed to pull it away.

Seeing him like that, Li Fei couldn't help laughing: "Don't secretly find a place where there is no one to dance, if you want to dance, it's upright."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Jiao Cheng saw Liu Bomao turned his head away, did not respond to Li Feidan's words, and looked here again, Jiao Cheng smiled at him, and the child looked away instantly.

He couldn't help wondering, it wasn't like this yesterday.

"When does the game begin?"

Li Fei said anxiously: "Hurry up, we will go to the scene to prepare within an hour."

Jiao Cheng took a look, the little dancer's mother had put on all the makeup except for the eyeshadow and false eyelashes, but Xia Guanghui hadn't started yet.

"Doesn't Xiao Xia wear makeup?" Jiao Cheng asked.

Li Feizhang said: "If you want to melt it, it will be more abrupt if you don't melt it at all. Just do it simply."

Xia Guanghui put on his clothes and ran around in the dance room, "Teacher Yang told me a few days ago that she will transform me today."

Jiao Cheng smiled and asked Li Feidan, "When is Xuerou coming?"

Li Feizhang: "Hurry up, I called her this morning, and I set off just now." After saying that, he clapped his hands, "You two don't scurry around, stretch, don't wait until you jump and twist."

The two children began to warm up without fear of the cold, while Liu Bomao sat on the sidelines and stared at the mirror by himself.

After breakfast, Jiao Cheng washed his hands and sat next to him: "Would you like to dance together, no one is quieter today."

Liu Bomao glanced at the jeans he was wearing, and shook his head, "Do you have to go? The math class downstairs is already in class."

Although the boy asked this question, Jiao Cheng didn't hear the hesitation and hesitation in his tone. Instead, he felt relieved and asked, "Are you doing well in your homework?"

Liu Bomao blinked: "It's not bad, it took time after all."

His eyes lingered on Jiao Cheng's bright red forehead, and under the light reflected by the glass door, they shone with fragments of light.Liu Bomao knew that they were different, the man in front of him had traces of years embedded in his eyes, like deep sea water, full of vigor and calm.

"Fuck, it's over..." Li Feizhang suddenly swears.

"What's wrong?" Jiao Cheng ran over to check, the road conditions showed that there was a car accident on the elevated highway today.

"Yang Xuerou is blocked. It's really not going well recently, and it will take a long time." Li Feidan said.

Jiao Cheng also became anxious, and looked at Xia Guanghui, who was facing the sky, "Then what should I do? I don't have time to put on makeup, so I can find Xiaoling, or anyone else who knows how to put on makeup."

Li Fei frowned, and sat against the wall, "No way, Rao Ling went back to the countryside yesterday, there are others who know how to make up, but they don't know how to do Latin makeup..."

Xia Guanghui was sitting there, and her little dance partner was also waiting. He went to find the makeup bag stuffed by his mother in his bag, "Mr. Li, why don't you give us makeup."

Li Fei froze in place, opened his mouth with difficulty: "I may not be very good at it, I will make you disabled..."

Xia Guanghui turned around pitifully: "What about Teacher Jiao?"

Li Fei glanced at Jiao Cheng, and whispered close to the student's ear, "He's not even good at aesthetics, he's not as good as me..."

Just when everyone was in a hurry to contact everyone, Liu Bomao suddenly stood up, walked to the corner calmly, picked up the eyeshadow palette and makeup brush on the table, tried it on the back of his hand, and calmly turned around and said, "Let me try it." .”

In an instant the room was quiet.

Jiao Cheng stood aside, staring at the makeup egg in the boy's hand without blinking, a small amount of liquid foundation was squeezed on it, while Li Feidan on the opposite side was even more dumbfounded, and said in disbelief: "You still know how to do it?" make up?"

The movements of Liu Bomao's hands were sluggish for a second, and then he applied the liquid foundation on the back of his hands to Xia Guanghui's face, spreading it evenly little by little, "I can do it a little bit, I used to do it in competitions when I was young."

Li Feizhang found a stool to surround him: "How can you read it well? I haven't been able to fix it after so many years."

Liu Bomao put on the foundation in a few strokes. The child's eyebrows are already beautiful, so he followed suit, "Because sometimes it's just me and my dance partner when we go to competitions, and she will help me with the makeup at first, but then I feel embarrassed. , I learned it by heart when she transformed, and after a few times, I will be able to, and it is not difficult."

Jiao Cheng has no artistic talent, and he has never participated in any performances since he was a child. In the past, when there were activities in the university class, there was a boy who was very good at dressing up in his class who could make up. The girls always pestered him to do it. At that time, he didn't pay attention I've seen it, and it's just weird.

Liu Bomao's technique is not professional either, the ducks are better than the other two, he is not very good at eyeshadow, but fortunately boys are not that particular, just put on a layer casually.

Li Feidan took the hairspray, sprayed it and the smell filled the air, and when it was all on Xia Guanghui's head, Liu Bomao was already staring at the girl's eye shadow in a daze.

"Brother Xiaoliu, your eyelashes are so curled up." The little dancer approached him with a smile and said.

Liu Bomao was startled, his hands almost trembled, and he quickly turned his head to wipe his fingers with a wet tissue. Li Feidan laughed while scratching his hair, and asked, "Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"...No..." Liu Bomao answered honestly.

Li Feidan: "It's quite innocent."

Liu Bomao ignored him, and didn't dare to look directly at the blinking little girl staring at him. He subconsciously coughed and searched for the girl's Latin makeup on his phone, staring at the screen to learn stroke by stroke.

Jiao Cheng was a useless person, and he just sat and watched the two of them busy. Li Feidan was proficient at grabbing hair, and after a while, he fixed it. When he turned around, he found his wife was looking at him and beckoning.

Jiao Cheng: "Why?"

Li Fei said anxiously: "Shall I catch one for you?"

"...No need." Jiao Cheng took a few steps back again and again. He didn't like the smell of hairspray, and he didn't like the feeling of his hair being as stiff as wire falling on top of his head. Except that he was required to do it when he participated in the class chorus competition in high school. , he never used this thing.

Before he took a step back, Li Feidan pushed him onto the chair, "I have a good technique, grab a chic one, give it a try."

Jiao Cheng couldn't punch or kick in front of the crowd, and after a few struggles, he resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes, letting the peacock do whatever he wanted.

Liu Bomao finally got the eye shadow done, and only the false eyelashes were left. He finally glued on the glue, and was about to put it on quickly when it was half dry. He turned his head and stopped in mid-air.

The man probably hated the smell. He gently pinched his nose with his left hand, squinted his eyes, and twitched his brows. Li Feidan's fingers ran back and forth between the ends of his hair, with an imperceptible smile on his face, staring at Looking at the mirror in front of him, he pulled continuously...

This picture is beautiful.

Liu Bomao thought.

"Is brother still okay?" The little dancer asked with her eyes closed, and she secretly opened one eye without feeling any sensation in her eyelids for a long time.

Liu Bomao immediately bowed his head, the glue on the false eyelashes in his hand had completely dried, he apologized and took a new one.

Jiao Cheng didn't dare to open his eyes at first, he had kept his current hairstyle for a long time, and he didn't know what Li Feidan would look like, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

Carefully opened it, in the mirror he was divided, some ends of his hair were slightly curled up, he unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, it was a little tangled, and it was quite harmonious with today's coffee-gray sweater.

"You're from the Republic of China. You are suitable for this kind of scholar's temperament, aren't you Liu Bomao?" Li Feidan turned his head and asked while leaning on the armrest of the chair.

Liu Bomao put on crooked false eyelashes, glanced sideways, and said without changing expression: "Yes."

After everything was done, Li Feidan drove everyone to the competition site. This competition was divided into age groups. Xia Guanghui and the others signed up for the 12-year-old elite group Latin competition. There were five types of dances, from preliminaries to semi-finals The elimination system is adopted, and the final is the ranking method, but as for how far they can go, it all depends on their performance.

There is a huge parking lot here, and it was full today. A large number of children got off the car, either brought by the training teacher, or driven by their parents. Boys and girls under the age of 14 all wore makeup and clothes. It's fairly bland, and some contestants in the adult group are much more flamboyant and eye-catching.

The auditorium was crowded with people, and Jiao Cheng hadn't seen this posture for a long time, so he went to the preparation room together. Although the inside was fairly spacious, due to the large number of people, it was only when people shouted that they could be heard clearly.

Li Feizhang took the two children to confirm the list first, Jiao Cheng stood inside and waited stupidly, Liu Bomao took a deep breath, looking around without wearing earphones.

"Isn't this Jiao Cheng?"

Suddenly someone yelled, and he fixed his eyes and saw that it was He Zhang walking not far away.

"Why are you here?" Jiao Cheng asked.

He Zhang took a few glances at him, and seemed to pause for a while when he spotted Liu Bomao, "We just came back to China to participate in this competition. After all, the organizer is very powerful. Where's Li Feidan?"

Jiao Cheng only noticed He Zhang just now, and now he saw Anna behind him. The first time he met He Zhang was at a dinner two years ago, and Anna was Li Feizhang's former dance partner. As for the meeting, I haven't talked about it, but some time ago, this face just appeared in Li Feidan's list of ex-girlfriends.

"Li Feidan went over there to record." After Jiao Cheng finished speaking, he greeted Anna: "Hello."

Anna glanced at him from beginning to end, with a trace of disdain, and then stayed on his hair, staring at him for a long time without opening her mouth.

Feeling embarrassed, He Zhang hurriedly made a rescue: "I heard that Li Feidan started his own class recently, how is it doing?"

"It's okay, I don't really understand these things." Jiao Cheng said truthfully.

Anna on the other side snorted coldly, turned around and said, "I'm going to the toilet."

He Zhang scratched his hair in embarrassment, "I'm sorry to excuse me, see you later."

Jiao Cheng didn't understand what Anna meant. At most, he simply understood that he didn't want to see him. As for the reason, he had no way of knowing. After all, they could only be regarded as strangers, and apart from Li Feidan, they really had no intersection.

Liu Bomao tugged at the hem of his clothes and said, "He told us to go to the auditorium first, and we'll be here right away."

Of course he was referring to Li Feidan.