my brother is not cute at all

The National Day Golden Week holiday lasted for seven consecutive days, and Yang Yue was lucky enough to enjoy only two days. In the next few days, the ensuing rehearsals took up all his vacation time one after another.

Counting the number of days, today is the day to help Ji Wanyu go back to Torreya Mountain to water the flowers. Before going out for rehearsal, he specifically told Hou Zeqi not to come back tonight and let him eat by himself.

It's already October, and the autumn rains have brought some coolness to the weather in the north, but the fans are still whirring in the large rehearsal hall.

Mr. Hal, the director of the choreography department, is a middle-aged handsome man recognized by the dance academy, with long curly hair and a charming moustache. His Mongolian blood has endowed him with a smoky voice like a motouqin, which makes him frustrating when he speaks. , Counting the rhythm is like singing a prairie pastoral.

At this time, he was sitting on the low cabinet in front of the rehearsal hall, knocking on the eaves of the cabinet with a drum stick: "Come on, everyone retreat, go to the dispatcher to do it again."

"Five six seven eight, let's go! Stride, stride! Slip up! Clean your feet."

"Three and four—gathered together! Five da, six da, seven—turn around! Eight! The shape is fixed."

All the boys turned around cleanly, slapping their poses together, just like a splash of watercolor, bursting out gorgeous dots of ink in an instant.

Hal stroked the stubble on his chin, frowned and shook his head: "No, the solo look hasn't come out yet. I want your sense of hierarchy, do you know what a sense of hierarchy is? Everyone bases their movements on the basis of what you have. Sprinkle it all out for me, the rotation is to gather—'Boom'! The shape is to release—'Sa'!"

While talking, he sat on the cabinet smoothly and unrestrainedly, using the rhythm of his upper body to demonstrate to the students.

"What I want is this feeling, understand? Your look is too simple now, little one! You go up and adjust it for them."

Hal cast a wink over, and Yang Yue, who was staring at the rehearsal so dizzy, immediately recovered, answered in a daze, and walked over.

"What's the matter? Are you still sleepy? Are you almost asleep? This little face is red."

Yang Yue got used to his teasing, so she just put the back of her hand on her cheek to feel the temperature. It was a little hot, and her eyelids were a little sore and heavy. He didn't care, walked over to a student and pressed his body down, and then He patted the waist of the person next to him, twisted his shoulder back and pushed it out.

Seeing the boy's body stretched to the limit, Hal immediately nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, you have to let your body out, otherwise how long can you stretch your arms?"

Yang Yue then kicked the heel of the next boy, making him spread his hips and pull his side legs to the widest extent in a fluttering step. The layering of the team instantly opened up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hal couldn't help feeling emotional: "You said that all of you with long arms and legs don't know how to make good use of them, and some people can't even envy them."

Yang Yue paused for a while in adjusting the formation, like a cat woken up from a sound sleep, staring over with a resentful expression: "I have a name, not 'Someone'."

When he opened his mouth suddenly, he realized that his voice was surprisingly hoarse, vague and chaotic like a handful of hot salt sand.

"Hey, your arms and legs are not short, don't be in a hurry to take a seat." Seeing his appearance, Hal was immediately amused, and then he asked in confusion: "What's wrong with your throat? Are you angry?"

"It's nothing, maybe a little dumb," Yang Yue responded perfunctorily.

"Then come over and have a throat lozenge," Hal said, shaking out a board of mints from his bag.

Yang Yue pulled everyone's shapes out of a wave-like layering. The moment they gathered and dispersed was like a blooming firework, and even the tiny sparks burst out in the most brilliant way.Then he walked to the low cabinet and stretched out a thin, white palm.

Hal put a mint candy in his palm, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Hiss, isn't it? Why are your palms so hot?"

Yang Yue put the mint candy into her mouth, and Hal stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and finally confirmed: "Do you have a fever? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

In fact, Yang Yue's mind has not been sober for a long time, but she just couldn't worry about this group of students who couldn't remember the rhythm and movement details after the performance was approaching, so she insisted on watching the rehearsal until now.

"It's okay," he said, "I can last a little longer."

"Don't hold back, go to the school hospital for an infusion." Hal was convinced, and waved the back of his hand as a way to drive people away: "Go, go, it's none of your business."

Yang Yue: "Then what if I leave the USB drive?"

Hal: "Don't worry about it, I'll come tomorrow, go and go."

Yang Yue glanced at the time, it happened to be almost five o'clock, so she didn't refuse any more, packed her backpack and left the dance academy. After going out, she found that not only was his skin tight and sore, but even his feet were aching. The road is a bit vain.

With his current state of mind, whether it's taking a taxi or taking the subway, it's impossible to go back to Torreya Mountain, let alone watering the flowers for Ji Wanyu after returning.

Anyway, if you don't water for a day, you won't die. Yang Yue struggled in her heart for less than 2 minutes before giving up decisively and walking back to Lanting.

He forced himself to take a shower, locked the door and plunged into the soft bed, and soon fell asleep in a daze under the quilt.

Downstairs in the garage, Hou Zeqi turned off the engine and stepped down from the big G. Bajie, the co-pilot, immediately jumped down to pat him like a happy bird.

"Brother Seven, did you buy me a birthday cake?"

"I bought it, and the second son of Tong's family will take a detour to pick it up for you later," Hou Zeqi said, walking around to the back and pulling open the trunk.

"The second child of the Tong family?" Bajie asked, "Who is it?"

Hou Zeqi sneered disdainfully: "It's Tong Hua, the rookie you brought him to cheat before."

Bajie suddenly realized, Hou Zeqi picked up a box of red wine and greeted him: "Okay, move the wine, get things, you all don't be idle, if you want to eat, you have to work hard, understand?"

Many members of the base took advantage of the holidays to return home. Only Erbing, who lived far away, and Si Hai, who rejected her home after their parents divorced, stayed at the base. When he went to pick up Bajie, he also brought these two A poor little guy who lives in the base and can only eat takeout and instant noodles.

Bajie picked up two barrels of dark beer, and asked vigilantly: "Is the little rookie driving here? Then why does he drink? You won't let him sleep with you tonight, will you?"

Hou Zeqi was amused by his sensitive nerves: "What are you thinking about all day long? There is a second young master, there are many drivers in the family, and you still drive by yourself? Do you think everyone lives as shameless as me? "

"You scared me to death," Bajie pretended to be relieved: "We are now the bonded CP in the eyes of fans, you have to notify me in advance before you find your sister-in-law, I have small arms and legs, and when the time comes, I will be out of love because of my relationship. I can't bear being beaten up in disputes."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense," Hou Zeqi scolded with a smile: "If you talk nonsense again, be careful and I will beat you up first."

Ba Jie knew well that the iron fist of six-pack abs was too much for his small body, so he stuck out his tongue and ran away.

The drinks and drinks were directly moved to the attic, and a barbecue grill that had been on strike for a long time was set up on the open balcony. Hou Zeqi had marinated the meat ingredients in advance before leaving, and he could handle the rest of the ingredients in the kitchen by himself. The little brats were directly sent to the attic by him, and Qi Qi sat in front of the projection wall and watched a movie while skewering meat.

The former member of the FIH team, Dajiu, also arrived soon. As for the second young master of Deepin Media, Tong Hua, he had a relatively high reputation. liquor.

He is not alone this time, and he also brought a trainee newly signed by the company who claims to be a fan of the FIH team. His name is Luo Ke. The little boy just turned 19 this year. To the point of being pretty.

Those bright and innocent almond eyes made Hou Zeqi suddenly think of Yang Yue, who had the same eye shape. The corners of Luo Ke's eyes drooped slightly, which was a little less cold and more cute and harmless, while Yang Yue However, the ends of Yue's eyes were pulled out by the eyelashes into a slightly raised arc like a cat, making her whole person look a little aggressive.

In terms of appearance, the boy with beautiful facial features in front of him is of course better, but Hou Zeqi understands that a really good-looking person is not skinny, and this Luo Ke is just the kind of person who is shocked at first sight, but The kind of child who always feels obedient and lacks something.

Catching Hou Zeqi's sight that frequently drifted past, Tong Hua took advantage of the time when everyone was drinking and eating barbecue at the small dining table, and quietly moved to Hou Zeqi who was busy in front of the grill.

Raising his hand, he put an elbow on his strong shark line: "Hey brother, how is it? The new kid signed by the company looks okay, right?"

Hou Zeqi grew up with Tong Hua, seeing the meaningful smile on his face, of course he knew what kind of medicine this man was selling in his gourd.

"You turned my house into a pub? Do you still want to do this with me?" He gritted his teeth in a sneer, and lowered his voice: "Why didn't you realize that you have the ability to pimp?"

"Didn't I think of you because he was so good?" Tong Hua said, and moved a little closer, sighing deeply: "Oh, if you want me to say, people have to move forward. Look, it's been so long, don't think about it, besides, you don't really like him, why let yourself live in the shadows?"

Again.

Hearing people's words getting more and more biased, Hou Zeqi asked him back: "What do you think I had with Liu Yue?"

"Didn't you say that he is very similar to that kid from that year? Don't you really have the slightest sense of involvement?"

"No," Hou Zeqi poured cold water out of Tong Hua's heart that was eager to gossip, and then he couldn't stop feeling agitated: "Don't mention Liu Yue to me anymore, do you think I'm going to gossip now? When my temper improves, I won't turn against you, will I?"

Tong Hua shrunk her neck, and turned back to the topic in a very sensible way: "Okay, okay, don't mention it if you don't mention it, hey, then you really don't think about this kid?"

As he said, he put his hand on Hou Zeqi's shoulder, leading people to look towards the dining table.

Luo Ke, who was chatting with a group of professional players about e-sports at the dinner table, seemed to have received a wonderful signal. At this moment, he suddenly looked up, and his pure and harmless apricot eyes were full of moving eyes.

Good-looking is really good-looking, but it is the kind of good-looking that goes with the flow, without any personal characteristics.

"Look, your appearance, appearance, and height all depend on your aesthetics. You are good-looking and pretty, like a cat. Isn't this your ideal type?"

Like a cat?

Hou Zeqi hooked the corners of his lips, suddenly feeling a little funny.

Cats are beautiful, but they are not good. They are born with fangs and claws, and they can hurt people when they are fierce.

"Although your sexual orientation is not troubled by being urged to marry, haven't you come out to Uncle Hou? In a few years, won't he force you to find a partner?" If you want to waver, continue to follow the temptation.

Hou Zeqi glanced at him, and suddenly smiled maliciously: "Tong Er, you have such a good resource, don't always think about me, think about your brother, after all, his first love is also a leader." Yes, even though he is already famous now, don't let him hang himself on a tree."

The three of them grew up together, and they have no secrets between each other, so they all know that Hou Zeqi has been thinking about a child in the park who he only met once in the park for so many years, and they also know Tong Hua's brother Tong Rui. When he was 7 years old, he received a toffee from Bai Yueguang. After thinking about her for ten years, he finally found the right owner, only to find that Bai Yueguang already had his own heart, and finally became a glorious tool to assist others in their love path.

Only Tong Hua, whose steel and iron bones are indestructible and unique.

He never expected to be scolded by Tong Hua, who was against the general, and immediately shrank: "Damn it, you haven't seen how awesome my brother's Bai Yueguang is, where can I find him? resources?"

"Then you can try it yourself. Believe me, as long as you want, our gay happiness can be enjoyed by you straight men," Hou Zeqi patted the hand on his shoulder, then ruthlessly brushed it away, took He picked up a handful of grilled meat skewers and walked towards the dining table.

Only Tong Hua was left stunned in place.