After the host's opening speech, the welcome dance officially began.In the joyful "Faust Waltz", Pratt's hands were resting on Zhou Yan's waist. Zhou Yan tried hard to recall the pictures in the teaching video she studied, holding her breath and turning sideways, and finally put the last Difficult movements fooled the past.

Pratt hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I don't seem to see your boyfriend today?"

Zhou Yan replied with a smile: "He is not a freshman of our class."

"Which house is he from?" Pratt asked.

"Science College." Zhou Yan replied, the two of them were circling slightly on the edge away from the center of the dance floor.

"You guys have known each other for a long time?" Pratt smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I don't intend to pry into your privacy, I just want to know if I still have a chance."

Zhou Yan pursed her lips and smiled. The boy opposite was very cheerful, and his question was so straightforward, which gave her no chance to lie: "He and I...we knew each other when we were young. We met during games where words are very important."

Pratt's eyes widened, and he completely forgot all the dance moves that were connected: "No wonder, I think you look so familiar. Are you participating in the first WGP?"

Zhou Yan stopped in her tracks and nodded in surprise. She never expected that after such a long time, someone would recognize her.

As they left the dance floor, Pratt asked, "I'd like a whiskey sour, can I have a pink lady?"

Zhou Yan nodded kindly and agreed: "Since you recognize who I am, you should be able to guess the identity of my boyfriend."

Pratt turned the lemon slice the other way on the glass the waiter offered him.He drank the brown wine in a large glass, mixed with the complex taste of sugar, ice cubes and lemon juice, which made him slightly frown: "I thought about it carefully, your boyfriend should be American Cosmos Brett, the captain of the Wanderers. Speaking of which, I went to watch the Atlanta Cup game with my brother, but I didn’t recognize him. It’s all my own fault. When I watched WGP, I only noticed you .”

Zhou Yan, who had just picked up the goblet, almost burst into laughter, and two drops of pink wine splashed out.Zhou Yan took out a tissue to wipe the spilled wine on the bar, shook her head and laughed, "Thank you very much for noticing me who was so unknown at that time."

Mendelssohn's "Song of Spring" sounded, and the romantic orchestral music as soft as flowing water seemed to recall the extremely gentle time many years ago.

"Didn't Brett go to NASA special training? Why did he appear in our school?"

The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth curled up, she swung the goblet, and then took a sip of the wine.It is made of milk with ice cubes, grenadine syrup, mixed with the unobtrusive taste of gin, which is indeed very suitable for ladies: "This is a very complicated story. In short, For at least this term, he will be at our school all the time."

Just as Pratt was about to say something, he heard the music on the dance floor gradually fade away, the staff walked into the dance floor, and the dancing partners retreated to the edge of the dance floor for some unknown reason.The spotlight was lit on the rostrum at the front, and the host's surprised voice sounded: "It turns out that the freshmen of our year are not the only ones who attended the welcome party today—"

Zhou Yan's eyebrows moved, and she suddenly had a strong premonition.

"—and the newly hired mathematics professor, Brett Yasutya."

"..." She knew that there would never be anyone other than freshmen who would come here in such a leisurely way.

Several beams of light were directed at the left side of the rostrum at the same time. Brett walked forward slowly. His short blond hair was meticulous, and his black tuxedo was close-fitting and low-key. Only the diamonds inlaid on the cuffs showed the high price. Holding the card, following the vocabulary above, he introduced Brett's achievements in NASA and the World Cup. Along with the host's voice, Zhou Yan heard exclamations from the dance floor not far away.

Brett took the microphone: "I am very happy to meet you in such a cheerful and romantic place. In the next semester, I will be responsible for your advanced mathematics and financial engineering courses."

The host winked at the girls in the audience who were obviously excited and didn't know why: "Then, let me ask you a question for all the girls present, will you choose to dance with everyone today?"

Brett turned slightly towards the direction of the bar, and Zhou Yan saw Brett's eyes flickering from a long distance: "Of course."

Apparently, several of the girls looked like they were on the verge of fainting from Brett's answer.Zhou Yan supported her forehead with a wry smile, bearing the jealous eyes of all the girls and going public with her relationship, or watching Brett invite other girls to dance, for her, it was definitely not a choice she could readily accept.

Pratt made a gesture of surrender to Zhou Yan: "I think, for my academic performance this semester, I can only admit defeat."

Brett stepped down from the rostrum, and the "Cuckoo Waltz" played, but the men and women on the edge of the dance floor still stopped in place to watch his trajectory. Under the signal of the host, the stage director on the spot marked Brett with A beam of chasing light makes it easier for everyone's eyes to follow him.

Zhou Yan watched the beam of light gradually approaching her, and Brett did not hesitate in his footsteps, getting closer and closer to her second by second, and her heart was pounding, almost jumping out.

"Can I invite you to dance?" Brett held out his hand to Zhou Yan.

Pratt had already retreated into the distance at some point, Brett smiled in his blue eyes, and the moment his palms touched was like lightning.Disappointed boos sounded from the crowd in the distance, and then the original dance partners started to form again. Without the attention of the audience that made Zhou Yan uncomfortable, she and Brett, like many times before, never stayed away from the dance floor. The bar counter, expertly and fittingly swivels to the center of the stage.

"I've always felt that you don't need remedial dancing." Brett joked in Zhou Yan's ear.

Following Brett's strength and footsteps, Zhou Yan seemed to be in harmony with him instinctively: "You also made a special look today, which is very good."

Brett hugged her waist and leaned forward: "Dancing with you, of course you can't be too rude."

Under Brett's strength, Zhou Yan leaned back in relief, and a perfect freeze was captured by the camera beside the stage: "If I am isolated by my classmates because of your big show today, I will ask you to settle the score."

Brett said indifferently: "If that's the case, you can suspend your studies and ask me to be your private professor. I guarantee that your grades are still good enough to graduate from here."

The long skirt is swaying and fragrant, and the lover has changed his image again. With every dance step, flowers can bloom and emit fragrance. The lover is busy making love. After all, spring is too short.

After dancing three songs in a row, Zhou Yan stopped: "I'm so tired here, shall we go to the side and have a rest?"

Brett couldn't stop thinking: "We only danced for 15 minutes, and you are already tired? When we participated in competitions together, climbing mountains, skating, and marching in heavy rain, you never shouted tired." Brett approached Zhou Yan An inch of the cheek, "Unless, you have been dancing with others for a long time before I came."

Was she that great as a child?Zhou Yan pushed Brett away with a guilty conscience: "You just think that my physical strength has dropped compared to before, and I am thirsty, so I need to drink a glass of water."

Zhou Yan picked up the glass of Pink Lady again, and handed Brett a glass of mineral water by the way: "This is all you have, don't envy me too much."

The bar was close to the window, and Zhou Yan could see the moonlit night, with ivy and roses hanging from the top of the corridor.Zhou Yan stood up with a bang, and pulled Brett up: "It's so boring here, let's go out and have a look."

The umbrella-shaped branches of ivy hang down, and the thick and dense green is dotted with pink roses from time to time. The corridor is winding and winding. Under the moonlight, you can only see the surroundings clearly. a different world.Brett embraced Zhou Yan's back: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to disclose it without your knowledge, but..."

Zhou Yan patted Brett on the back: "It's okay, to be honest, just now I thought... Actually, this kind of scene is quite romantic."

Brett's eyes regained their brilliance, he looked at Zhou Yan intently, and his voice was like a sigh: "Really?"

After getting Zhou Yan's affirmative answer, Brett raised the corner of his mouth: "Then, I have something more romantic, waiting for you to practice together."

Brett hugged Zhou Yan tightly, his lips touched, the ethereal music drifted to his ears through the window, and the fragrance of roses and ivy echoed in his nose.The soft lips opened the door to him, but the nimble tongue played hide and seek with him. This is a labyrinth with daily new treasures.It is the richness of milk, the smoothness of egg white, the sweetness of pomegranate and the intoxication of alcohol.My thoughts are all occupied, and I am about to stop breathing.Loving you is like faith, no matter how long it takes, I will still yearn for it.

It wasn't until Zhou Yan felt that she was about to lose strength that she pushed Brett away, and Brett reluctantly stopped. He approached Zhou Yan again: "Are you still thirsty?"

Zhou Yan hid aside guardedly, clutching a handful of vines, as if holding a weapon that could resist Brett: "I'm not thirsty anymore, I'm not thirsty anymore, I won't be thirsty this night!"

Seeing Zhou Yan's reaction, Brett laughed: "I don't think so. The current situation, in Chinese, is called '木已成船', so why don't you just move in and live with me, it will be more convenient."

Although all the secrets she tried her best to keep are now in vain, but if she really lives with Brett, Zhou Yan can almost imagine that Brett will eat|dry|wipe|clean her up as quickly as possible, Zhou Yan Yan shook her head resolutely: "I have paid the rent for three months. During this time, let me continue to observe your performance."

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