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In addition to running the bar, Mu Mu, Song Sheng also opened a dance room in City A and set up a dance studio.

The dance room occasionally recruits students, and the studio often accepts some choreography jobs.

Song Sheng was the head of the studio until he was 30 years old. After he was 30, he retired to the second line and handed over the studio to another partner.

He will only come forward when encountering some special circumstances.

Of course, with less work, he still goes to the dance room to practice dancing, just like seven years ago.

After a brief lunch at noon the next day, seeing that he had prepared his suitcase, Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall and asked, "Going to dance practice?"

Even though he hasn't seen each other much in four years, he still remembers Song Sheng's habits very clearly.

"Well, what about you, what are your plans today?" Song Sheng asked casually, while tying up her hair in front of the mirror.

Today he has to practice dancing and will be sweating, so he doesn't have any makeup on, but his plain face is still surprisingly beautiful.

Jiang Cheng walked up behind him, didn't answer his question, but suddenly asked: "It's so hot today, don't you want to tie your head?"

Song Sheng paused and glanced at him in the mirror.

There was no expression on Jiang Cheng's face, and a pair of light brown eyes just stared at him intently: "I remember you used to wear that hairstyle in summer."

"Indeed." Song Sheng raised his lips and said softly.

"I'll help you." Jiang Cheng whispered.

Before Song Sheng could stop him in time, Jiang Cheng could not help but gently tore off the hair tie he had just put on.

A head of long hair was about to fall, and it was held by his pair of knuckle-boned hands.

So Song Sheng didn't say anything anymore - most of the time, he was an extremely easy-going person, especially with Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng's fingers ran through Song Sheng's hair.

Song Sheng leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him quietly.

No matter what Jiang Cheng does, he will be very serious. It was like this seven years ago, and it hasn't changed a bit now. And this cold but serious face is always a big-screen artwork that fans talk about.

His palms were flipped and his fingers were entwined. He was unhurried and methodical. Occasionally, his fingertips would touch Song Sheng's scalp, but they would be separated as soon as they were touched, making it difficult to catch.

In the process of combing Song Sheng's hair over and over again, he hardly made Song Sheng feel the pain of being pulled.

Song Sheng let him operate, watched his movements with interest for a while, and asked, "Have you had a girlfriend in the past four years?"

Jiang Cheng's movements stopped.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Sheng, his voice was low: "Why do you ask that?"

"You are very skilled." Song Sheng said with a smile.

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips and said, "No, I haven't talked about it."

After a pause, he said again: "I played a cameo role as a barber before, so I learned a little bit."

He smoothly finished a ball head, and the whole movement maintained a softness that did not match his appearance.

After the piercing was finished, he looked at Song Sheng in the mirror, probably feeling quite satisfied, and finally an imperceptible smile appeared on that Wannian Glacier's face.

"The smoker you mentioned yesterday was also a cameo?" Song Sheng looked at the ball on the back of his head, "I don't have any impression."

"Do you have an impression of the protagonist I played?" Jiang Cheng asked back.

Song Sheng stood up, smiled and said softly, "I've found time to watch the movies you starred in."

Jiang Cheng looked at him fixedly, was silent for two seconds, and asked in an indisputable tone: "Why didn't you tell me? I can take you to the premiere ceremony, and you don't have to pay to see it."

Song Sheng laughed: "Isn't it good to increase your box office? I'm not short of this money."

What's more, their contact was scarce in those four years, so how could Song Sheng bother Jiang Cheng for a few movie tickets?

They both knew about this kind of thing, and Song Sheng didn't need to say any more.

He picked up the sunglasses and backpack beside him: "Okay, thank you for your ball head, I'm going out, and I put the spare key on the dining table for you, remember to take it with you before you go out."

Jiang Cheng suddenly followed up and said, "I have nothing else to do today, can I go there with you?"

Song Sheng was startled, a little surprised: "Just watch me practice dance? That would be boring."

"It's okay," Jiang Cheng said lightly, "I haven't seen you dance for a long time."

The dance room is not far from Song Sheng's apartment. If there is no traffic congestion, it will only take about 10 minutes to drive there.

When Song Sheng and Jiang Cheng passed by the corridor of the dance room one after the other, they attracted a lot of attention.

One is Song Sheng's ball head, which is rare nowadays, it is very eye-catching and very cute. Some people only know Song Sheng in the past two years, and they can't even believe that Song Sheng can still wear such a playful hairstyle.

The second is Jiang Cheng—of course, Mr. Actor, who is not what he used to be, is always fully armed when he goes out in order not to cause unnecessary commotion. He still wears the black mask he used last night, and borrows the peaked cap from Song Sheng. of.

It's just that although the face is tightly blocked, the body cannot block it.

It was tall and strong, which was different from Song Sheng's slender and elegant figure, and the real male hormones radiated all the way. Even though his aura was cold, he still couldn't stop the enthusiastic and curious eyes around him.

Today is not the weekend, there are not many students, most of them are gathered in the first and second dance studios.

As for the student who enjoyed two-on-one individual education in the third dance practice room, his status was somewhat special.

He was wearing a loose T-shirt, with a headband tied on his head. He was sweating profusely from practice, and his delicate and beautiful face was full of tangles.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Song Sheng passing by. Sun Nian's eyes lit up immediately, he stopped, and shouted, "Brother Sheng!"

Jiang Cheng followed Song Sheng, saw Song Sheng stop, turned his eyes, and his indifferent eyes fell on Sun Nian.

He narrowed his eyes.

The three people in the dance practice room didn't notice him for a while, the two dancers greeted Song Sheng, and Sun Nian ran over and shouted sweetly: "Brother Sheng, you are here!"

Song Sheng smiled and asked, "How's your practice going?"

Sun Nian was like a child seeing an elder, and acted coquettishly on the spot: "This choreography is too difficult! After practicing for several days, I still can't remember the movements! By the way, I will discuss it with two teachers. After that, I still want to change some actions, but I don’t have a clue yet..."

Sun Nian used to learn dance in their dance studio, and after debuting in the talent show, he still came to them from time to time, and he was an acquaintance of theirs.

This time he found them for the new song. At first, he wanted to ask Song Sheng to choreograph, but Song Sheng was busy a while ago, so he handed over the task to the two partners.

Sun Nian complained: "Brother Sheng, have you finished your work recently? Help me think about it..."

As he spoke, he looked suspiciously at Jiang Cheng behind Song Sheng. He always felt a little familiar, but he didn't recognize who it was all of a sudden. He only instinctively felt a sense of crisis, and stretched out his hand directly to Song Sheng's shoulder. Go up and go: "Brother Sheng..."

Two dancers came over, wondering: "Brother Sheng, there may be a piece of choreography that needs your help."

Song Sheng walked inside, and Sun Nian's arm that was put on it was suddenly empty.

He froze, withdrew his hand in embarrassment, coughed twice, glanced at Jiang Cheng who was standing still, so alienated that no one dared to approach him casually, curled his lips, turned his head and ran behind Song Sheng's butt .

Song Sheng didn't seem to notice Sun Nian's actions just now, and asked softly, "How do you say it?"

The two dancers took out their mobile phones and showed Song Sheng the dance they had rehearsed.

Song Sheng lowered his head and examined it carefully.

When several people got together, Jiang Cheng walked into the dance practice room step by step and leaned against the wall.

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes just stared at Song Sheng motionlessly.

He tilted his head slightly, and with the summer sunlight coming in from the window, he silently bathed his eyes on that slender figure.

After watching a piece of choreography, Song Sheng pointed out a few problems after a little thought. After all, he had more choreography experience than the two dancers for several years.

But Sun Nian just kept saying, "Brother Sheng, come and help me!"

He looked at Song Sheng with undisguised enthusiasm. The two dancers immediately cleared their throats and looked away in embarrassment, as if they hadn't heard anything.

In fact, Song Sheng has never been short of men who are passionate about him. Sun Nian used to like to cling to Song Sheng when he was learning dance with them, but after his debut in the draft, his pursuit became a bit unscrupulous.

Could it be that with fans and traffic, he suddenly gained confidence and felt that Song Sheng would care more about him?

However, beside Song Sheng, there is never a shortage of suitors with aloof status.

What's more, the position of idols in the entertainment industry is different from that of singers or actors. Sun Nian is so enthusiastic about chasing Song Sheng, is he not afraid that his fans will suffer collapse in the future?

The two dancers looked at each other and shook their heads.

Sun Nian didn't give Song Sheng a chance to speak, and acted coquettishly: "Brother Sheng, this single is very important to me, can you help me? I'll treat you to dinner when I'm done working recently? I There is a friend who owns a high-end seafood restaurant—"

As Sun Nian was talking here, a footstep suddenly approached, and then, a cold and indifferent voice sounded behind them: "Are you still doing choreography?"

The words were suddenly interrupted, Sun Nian choked, and turned around dissatisfied.

Song Sheng turned sideways, saw Jiang Cheng approaching at some point, smiled, and replied, "It's not too late."

When Sun Nian heard this, he became more and more dissatisfied with Jiang Cheng - he spent so much time talking, and this inexplicable man gave Song Sheng an excuse to refuse again!

Jiang Cheng ignored Sun Nian's unhappy gaze, and asked bluntly, "I don't pick it up occasionally, but do I still pick it up occasionally?"

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he looked at Song Sheng and said, "The director of the program group of "Dancing Galaxy" came to me recently and wanted me to be on the show, but I haven't decided whether to agree or not—if I agree, can you help me?" Shall I choreograph it? The tune is "Birds of Paradise."

Song Sheng was taken aback.

Sun Nian and the other two dancers were also taken aback.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Cheng glanced at Sun Nian, and a cold voice came out through the mask: "The recording will be made soon, and it is very urgent. If you agree, the choreography needs to start immediately."

Sun Nian came to his senses, and said with a dark face, "Wait, who are you? I asked Brother Sheng first. Isn't it good to cut off halfway?!"

The two dancers were shocked and said to Jiang Cheng in shock, "Wait, you are—"

"Birds of Paradise" is an episode of a classic movie, and the movie "Birds of Paradise" with the same name is a famous literary film, and it is also the debut of the new film star Jiang Cheng, which caused a sensation all over the country when he debuted——

As Song Sheng's friends for many years, they also knew that before the filming of that movie, Song Sheng had brought Jiang Cheng by his side for more than a year, teaching that young boy to dance.

And at this moment, the man in front of them, this voice——

Jiang Cheng stretched out his slender fingers, hooked them slightly, and pulled off the mask, revealing that extremely handsome face that almost everyone in the country knew.

Sun Nian froze, he was stunned, his face was filled with astonishment and disbelief, and his face turned from white to blue, then from blue to red.

He twitched his lips, words stuck in his throat.

Jiang Cheng answered him coldly: "Hi, I'm Jiang Cheng."

——Jiang Cheng!It's really Jiang Cheng!

The two dancers covered their mouths excitedly——Jiang Cheng had just received the best actor trophy at the Golden Screen Awards Ceremony yesterday, and he appeared in front of them today!

They turned their heads to look at Song Sheng, and seemed to have countless words to ask for a moment.

Jiang Cheng didn't come to the dance room much after filming "Bird of Paradise". Some of them later became Jiang Cheng's fans and tentatively asked Song Sheng.

In the first two years, Song Sheng still said with a smile that Jiang Cheng was busy with filming and publicity, but later Song Sheng admitted that the two hadn't had much contact.

After Song Sheng said that, everyone will naturally stop talking. After all, people come and go, and whether the friendship can last forever depends on fate. They only hate that when Jiang Cheng came to the dance room, They failed to predict that the Prophet went forward to ask for an autograph!

But now it seems that these two people are not only related, but also very close?

——Otherwise, at this time, the actor who should have taken advantage of the momentum to negotiate more resource cooperation, why would he come here leisurely with Song Sheng? !

Song Sheng smiled helplessly.

He has never lied to anyone, but he doesn't want to explain too much, and the current situation is even more troublesome for him.

Sun Nian was so frightened that his face turned pale. He said weakly, "...I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"It's okay, fair competition?" Jiang Cheng said with a blank face, and he was very confident in overpowering others.

But when he said the word "fair competition" so coldly, Sun Nian felt that he was about to suffocate.

He wanted to cry but said without tears: "No, no, actually, my choreography is almost done. We should change the suggestion that Brother Sheng just made, and it should be fine! Brother Sheng, go help Mr. Jiang with the choreography!"

Jiang Cheng continued to say polite words with an expressionless face: "It's up to him to decide, it seems that it's not up to you either."

Sun Nian was about to collapse, he was so anxious that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and asked Song Sheng for help with a crying sound: "Brother Sheng..."

"Don't make it difficult for him," Jiang Cheng reminded indifferently, "Just let him make the decision according to his own wishes, don't force him for me."

This sentence was like a critical blow, Sun Nian's face turned green, wishing he could die on the spot.

The two dancers were also stunned. Between the questions and the answers, Jiang Cheng spoke calmly, without any ups and downs in his tone, but it made people feel as if they were in the twelfth winter, shivering with cold.

Song Sheng rubbed his forehead, sighed, and said, "Yezi, Lao Yu, try to change the points I just said, if you can't, then ask me, or you can ask Ah Qing."

Ah Qing is the current person in charge of the studio, a senior who has as much dance experience as Song Sheng.

The two dancers nodded repeatedly, Song Sheng glanced at Jiang Cheng and said, "Come with me."

……

The dance studio at the end of the corridor is not open to the public.

There was no one else in this room today, Song Sheng waited for Jiang Cheng to walk in with him, closed the door and asked inquiringly, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Cheng asked, "Who is he?"

Song Sheng answered casually, "A Nian."

Jiang Cheng asked again, "Who is Ah Nian?"

Jiang Cheng's question was almost unreasonable, but Song Sheng answered calmly: "Sun Nian, the idol who debuted in the draft, has only debuted for a year. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Jiang Cheng, what do you want to ask?"

Song Sheng didn't have any preference for Sun Nian. When he first met, he felt that Sun Nian was serious about learning dance and took special care of him. But after he noticed Sun Nian's strangeness, he pulled away.

Of course, if the other party didn't say anything, Song Sheng wouldn't deliberately put it on the bright side to expose it.

That child is still young, acting impulsively, and a little headless.

Keep a distance, let his brain calm down, he will naturally see Song Sheng's rejection clearly, and after this period of time passes, he will naturally return to the path he should take, and Song Sheng does not need too much participation from the beginning to the end , This is also the decency that Song Sheng left him.

Song Sheng didn't care about Jiang Cheng's attitude towards Sun Nian just now.

In other words, it's none of his business how unrelated people feel, and his tenderness is not so much that there is nowhere to put it.

He just cared a little about Jiang Cheng's state.

There was no expression on Jiang Cheng's face: "Are you familiar with him?"

"He came to our dance room to learn how to dance a long time ago." Song Sheng's eyes were more inquiring.

Jiang Cheng suddenly asked: "Is it early?"

Song Sheng was taken aback.

The sunlight streams in directly from the glass windows.

Jiang Cheng was facing the window, and the dazzling sunlight shone directly on Jiang Cheng's eyes.

As if he didn't feel glaring at all, his eyes stared at Song Sheng without blinking, and the light spot also clearly illuminated his beautifully shaped eyes, every detail was stained with an unusually soft halo.

But even though the sun was so warm and the temperature was so scorching hot, Jiang Cheng's innate coldness still didn't subside at all, and even under the combined effect of this light, he added a sinister aggression.

He looked at Song Sheng, and asked word by word: "Is it early?"

Song Sheng came back to his senses, squinted his eyes, and said, "No."

"That's right," Jiang Cheng's voice was very soft, but his unmoving eyes showed that the silent tug-of-war was not over, "I don't remember that there was such a person when I came here seven years ago."

He tilted his head and asked again, "What do you call him?"

Song Sheng didn't answer any more.

He looked at Jiang Cheng and fell silent.

The dance practice room was quiet, without the slightest sound.

The sunlight quietly fell on one corner, and in the light beams, crystal dust floated up and down.

Jiang Cheng looked down at Song Sheng, and Song Sheng also looked up at the man.

During this long, silent stare at each other, Song Sheng's eyebrows gradually softened.

The boy of yesteryear is now unpredictable.

But maybe he didn't build the wall facing outsiders in front of Song Sheng, Song Sheng used this moment of gazing, fortunately, from the man's every move, he vaguely understood the reason for his displeasure.

Song Sheng helplessly called out apologetically, "Ah Cheng."

That's right, seven years ago, he still called Jiang Cheng that way.

It's just that four years is a bit long, and he couldn't completely return to the state when the two of them got along in the past.

He used to address Sun Nian as he used to all his acquaintances, but he forgot that Jiang Cheng was also someone he knew very well.

When Song Sheng called out softly, Jiang Cheng's expression changed.

He stepped forward and left from the beam.

Song Sheng's eyes couldn't adapt to the changing light and shadow. For a while, he felt that Jiang Cheng's expression was a little dark and obscure.

Jiang Cheng's toes almost touched Song Sheng.

The distance between him and Song Sheng has also shortened sharply, so close that the breath can almost blend with each other.

Jiang Cheng's voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper: "Call again?"

Song Sheng's expression moved slightly, and his heart softened.

He couldn't help but raised his hand, rubbed Jiang Cheng's head, and called softly, "Ah Cheng."

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