On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

The classroom where Ye Jiaqing rehearsed was borrowed with the help of the student union in the hospital, and it was a comprehensive classroom on the top floor of the medical school.

There are several classrooms on this floor, all of similar nature. They are usually used for rehearsals, not necessarily evening parties. There are also the cheerleaders of the basketball team in the courtyard, and some of the usual games can use the classrooms here.

The one who led them was the officer of the Culture and Entertainment Department of the Student Union.

He said as he walked, "I'll give you the key later, and Ye Jiaqing can come if he wants to."

After he finished speaking, he smiled embarrassingly, "Well, your class program hasn't been reported yet, can you reveal in advance what program will be performed?"

Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi looked at each other.

"Secret." Ye Jiaqing smiled.

The other party's eyes were shaken.

No wonder the courtyard praised Ye Jiaqing to the sky, he was like a person in a painting.

Turn the corner and go upstairs, the first classroom is there.

No one used it during the whole summer vacation. The desks and chairs inside were covered with a thin layer of dust. There were stereos and computers in front of the room, and a projector was hung above the center of the classroom.

Xie Ye opened the curtains, and the dust in the air was smudged by the sun into a large area of ​​gold, like gold flakes flying in the sky.

Xie Ye waved his hands and coughed a few times, "The computer is connected to the Internet, so you can use it immediately. You have the right to use the classroom for these two weeks. Be good, junior."

After sending the seniors away, only Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi were left in the rehearsal room.

Ye Jiaqing looked around the rehearsal room, it was very large and spacious, with a quiet and desolate atmosphere, and all the hustle and bustle downstairs was far away.

A row of long tables was placed against the wall at the back of the classroom, and Ye Jiaqing's gaze stayed on it for a while.

It is very suitable for couples to date.

Song Nanqi closed the back door, the sunlight from outside the window shone in, and the room was golden.

Ye Jiaqing's program this time is a classical dance, a dance with a storyline.

The protagonist of the story is the subjugated prince, who jumped from the heyday of the country to the bleak ruin when the country was broken. The clothes are still the same, but the music has two styles.

This was originally a dance made up by his mother, and it was the last performance of the Quit Provincial Dance Troupe, but the main character of that dance was the princess, but it was changed later, and the one taught to Ye Jiaqing was more in line with his image, the prince .

Ye Jiaqing didn't have any special feelings for dance instruments. He learned everything very quickly. At that time, he just learned it when he thought it looked good. He likes good-looking things, not just limited to people.

The first note of music is a hammer drum sound.

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi embarrassedly. The other party's expression was indifferent, but Xueba's concentration was not blocked. Being looked at by Song Nanqi like this, just looking at it, was a kind of invisible exploration and exploration.

The faster the rhythm, the faster the dancer's movements must be, and the more the dancer's foundation will be tested. Otherwise, the seemingly chaotic dance steps will lose their charm. It will only make people feel flustered, and they will not see what the dance itself wants to express. mood.

When the city is broken, the country is broken, and when the country is broken, the home is broken.

The prince's hair crown fell from the top of his head, and the beads fell to the ground. He was wearing white clothes, as thin and fragile as a piece of clear glass. He had an outstanding temperament, standing on the city wall, where the mountains and rivers of his home country were full of devastation.

He is the prince, and the prince's shoulders are not only poems, books and songs, but also he should stand in front of the people at this time.

In exchange for tens of thousands of lives, the death of the crown prince was a magnificent and magnificent death.

Ye Jiaqing was only wearing a sweater, his forehead was sweating a little, he got out of the plot, rolled up his sleeves, and smiled at Song Nanqi, "I haven't danced for a long time, I'm a little raw."

Song Nanqi paused, "You dance very well."

"Thank you." Ye Jiaqing smiled, pretending not to see Song Nanqi's Adam's apple sliding up and down.

Ye Jiaqing let out a breath, ready to do it again.

At most three times, there is no need to practice repeatedly what you have already learned, just jump twice a day to strengthen your memory.

Song Nanqi stood by the wall.

Although Ye Jiaqing was not wearing a performance costume, he was wearing a simple sweater and jeans. The trousers of the jeans were a bit long, winding to the upper of the shoe. The strength of each foot on the ground was just right, and the beautiful lines of the calf muscles could be seen. The hem of the clothes fluttered with the arms, revealing a soft and white waist.

When he turned his face sideways, the sun fell on his long eyelashes like crow feathers. He was beautiful, like an elf, in the form of beauty itself.

Song Nanqi took the initiative to make a video.

Without thinking about it, he raised his phone and looked at Ye Jiaqing in the video, still feeling that he was not very photogenic.

When Ye Jiaqing finished the last movement, he just turned around and saw Song Nanqi patting himself.

"Are you taking pictures?"

"It's beautiful, so I took it." Song Nanqi didn't feel uncomfortable at being caught.

He is calm, upright and calm.

The action of putting away the mobile phone is smooth and chic.

Ye Jiaqing looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Song Nanqi, if you fell in love in college, would you look for me like this?"

Never thought about this problem.

"I never thought about falling in love." Song Nanqi stood by the wall.

"Then think about it now."

Song Nanqi really thought about it.

"I don't think anyone is good enough for you." Song Nanqi replied.

Obviously off topic.

Ye Jiaqing stood at the very center of the light and shadow, and for the first time had the idea of ​​falling in love with Song Nanqi.

Such a person, if they fall in love, it should be very interesting, but it should also be quite boring.

For example, if you want to do it, but the time is too late, Ye Jiaqing thinks that Song Nanqi might say coldly: "Contemporary college students should go to bed early and get up early, and start doing it early tomorrow."

Dogs don't even talk about this kind of love.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi were going back to the dormitory.

Downstairs, Meng Xiaofan, who had been waiting all this time, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Ye Jiaqing, and he went up to meet them.

Ye Jiaqing's eyes lingered on the opponent's dimple for two seconds, looking quite sweet.

Meng Xiaofan was wearing a very simple shirt, jeans, and white canvas shoes, which were fresh and clean. He first smiled at Ye Jiaqing, then gave a friendly smile to Song Nanqi, and finally spoke to Ye Jiaqing, "I brought you the good ones from our place. Food, my mother sent it to me."

Before Ye Jiaqing could speak, Meng Xiaofan enthusiastically said to Song Nanqi, "You can eat too."

It's all because of Ye Jiaqing's influence, it's shining brightly, and Meng Xiaofan doesn't hide anything.

Meng Xiaofan only had Ye Jiaqing in his eyes.

Meng Xiaofan bypassed Ye Jiaqing and handed the heavy bag of food directly to Song Nanqi.

"Help the little school take the flower."

"..."

Even if Meng Xiaofan didn't say anything, Song Nanqi would take the initiative to help Ye Jiaqing carry such a heavy thing.

"Thank you, that day was just a little effort, you don't need to thank me specially." Ye Jiaqing said.

Meng Xiaofan looked at Ye Jiaqing, his eyes averted unnaturally, and the tips of his ears were red.

"No...no, thanks."

After chatting for a while, Meng Xiaofan wanted to add Ye Jiaqing's contact information. Ye Jiaqing paused, took out his mobile phone, "May I scan you?"

Song Nanqi looked at the playground on the side.

Meng Mei said: It is normal to be possessive of friends.

"Goodbye." Ye Jiaqing waved to Meng Xiaofan, and Meng Xiaofan's face became even redder.

like an apple.

Ye Jiaqing's fish pond didn't have such a cute little boy. He was white and thin all over, with a harmless and simple temperament, and his face would blush when he was teased. He watched Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi turn the corner upstairs at the stairs, and Song Nanqi was two steps behind Ye Jiaqing.

When he caught a glimpse of Meng Xiaofan still standing there, Song Nanqi didn't stop walking, and he gave Meng Xiaofan a cold look.

Meng Xiaofan was stunned for a moment.

Song Nanqi's unkindness was revealed from his eyes.

After a long time, Meng Xiaofan slowly turned around and walked down the steps. He thought of the guesses of those people in the forum. It turned out to be true. It turned out that Song Nanqi was really interested in Ye Jiaqing.

He is so unhappy just adding a friend.

With a few steps away from the dormitory, Ye Jiaqing heard Song Nanqi's voice faintly whispering in his ears, "He likes you."

"Is there?" Ye Jiaqing took out a lollipop from his pocket and slowly opened it, wondering if Song Nanqi was inexperienced or ignorant of this matter?what is it today?Do you have radar in your head today?

"I feel like he just wants to be friends with me." Ye Jiaqing pursed his lips and smiled at Song Nanqi, his lips were stained with sugar water, and they were shining brightly.

Song Nanqi wanted to say something, but he glanced at the innocent Ye Jiaqing, but he still didn't say anything.

Ye Jiaqing was too simple, and Meng Xiaofan looked like those people at first glance, with bad motives and impure thoughts.

Besides, even if you just want to be friends with Ye Jiaqing...

Song Nanqi was also unwilling.

He felt that it was enough for Ye Jiaqing to have one friend.

"If he says he likes you," Song Nanqi glanced at Ye Jiaqing's phone, Ye Jiaqing has now added friends with Meng Xiaofan, "tell him that I'm your boyfriend."

With a lollipop in his mouth, Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi in surprise.

Has Song Nanqi come to his senses?

Song Nanqi's expression didn't look like he was joking, there was an innate righteousness and nobility in his eyebrows that couldn't be ignored, if someone said this, it was clearly taking advantage of Ye Jiaqing.

But now...

"Okay," Ye Jiaqing smiled, "I will remember."

He was very happy and obedient.

Happy is real.

With this title, no matter what he does in the future, he should take it for granted, and because Song Nanqi doesn't know much about it, he can simply do whatever he wants.

This was delivered to the door by Song Nanqi himself.

Don't blame him, Ye Jiaqing.

#宋南吉喜欢叶嘉青It’s true, it’s true! ! !

There is a hot thread in the forum.

It was sent by Meng Xiaofan, but Meng Xiaofan was wearing a vest, so no one knew who he was.

He told what he saw yesterday, exaggerated, added gorgeous rhetoric, inserted ups and downs, described Song Nanqi as a possessive demon king, and described Ye Jiaqing as a young and innocent little white flower.

[Isn't it true that Song Nanqi's eyes are really evil, charming, domineering, paranoid and crazy? ]

[Who will post a picture for me, I can't imagine it. ]

[However, it is true that Song Nanqi has evil intentions, and the time mentioned by the host is also correct. I met Xiao Xiaohua and Song Nanqi under our teaching building yesterday, and it was indeed this time period. ]

[The little school girl is too innocent, Song Nanqi is a frog boiled in warm water, hey hey hey hey! ]

[Small beep beep, I knocked them both. ]

[Whisper beep +1. ]

Someone compared the registration photos of the two.

Ye Jiaqing smiled brightly, his eyes were filled with bright starlight, not stupid, but gentle and innocent without fireworks.

On the other hand, Song Nanqi didn't even bend the corners of his mouth, his expression was indifferent, and his facial features were three-dimensional cut out by knives and axes, so he seemed to have a sense of distance.In short, Song Nanqi's attitude towards Ye Jiaqing is worth pondering and studying deeply.

Du Ting was also watching. After reading it, he felt that the alumni's analysis was right.

Song Nanqi took Ye Jiaqing very seriously!

It was already the second day when Zhong Jingming saw this post.

He was stunned at first, then sad and jealous.

He wasn't very angry. According to the normal development of the plot, it was normal for Song Nanqi and Ye Jiaqing to be together, but he liked Ye Jiaqing so much, but he couldn't compare to the scheming and resourceful Song Nanqi.

Zhong Jingming put on his clothes and ran downstairs to find Ye Jiaqing.

He wanted to know if Ye Jiaqing was with Song Nanqi now.

If there is, he will bury his love for Ye Jiaqing in his heart in the future; if not, then he will no longer believe what Song Nanqi said about treating each other as friends, and he and Song Nanqi will be in a relationship of competition and rivalry in love!

snort!

Ye Jiaqing didn't want to go downstairs.

It was about to turn off the lights, but Zhong Jingming was about to cry on the other end of the phone. The sunny and cheerful boy was cute when he spoke in a crying voice.

Ye Jiaqing lazily went downstairs with her slippers on.

When Zhong Jingming saw Ye Jiaqing, his breath stopped.

How could there be such a boy as Meicheng in the world?

Ye Jiaqing could only be the only one.

Zhong Jingming also brought Ye Jiaqing a cup of hot cocoa.

"I only have a few words, and I'll leave when I finish." Zhong Jingming spoke faster than usual, "Ye Jiaqing, do you know that Song Nanqi likes you?"

Ye Jiaqing originally wanted to look like he didn't know anything, it would be better if he looked blank and didn't know what the hell Zhong Jingming was talking about.

But he almost instantly thought of what Song Nanqi said before: I will help you, you can say that I am your boyfriend.

There is no reason not to take advantage of the cheapness of door-to-door delivery.

"Song Nanqi and I are already together." Looking at the hot cocoa in his hand, Ye Jiaqing felt that he was really inhuman, and the big dog in front of him was about to cry.

Zhong Jingming froze.

The night wind blew fiercely, blowing into his mouth and heart.

Before coming here, he assumed that Song Nanqi still only regarded Song Nanqi as a friend and that Song Nanqi and himself were rivals in love, but the reality was even more cruel than his assumption.

They are together!

How come we are together!

How can we be together!

Why didn't you even give him the chance to be a rival in love!

"You, go up." Zhong Jingming turned into a large frosted eggplant. He saw that Ye Jiaqing was wearing less clothes. "It's still a bit cold at night. You can go up. This cocoa has less sugar. If you don't like it, you can buy it here." Tell me on WeChat, next time I will change to something else."

He stood alone by the flower bed, even though he was tall, he still looked a little bleak.

Ye Jiaqing said thank you, turned around and left without looking back.

Song Nanqi appeared at the stairs wearing slippers.

He stood on the steps with heavy eyes, and naturally saw Song Nanqi, and of course, Zhong Jingming also saw Song Nanqi.

When he saw Song Nanqi, the depression on Zhong Jingming's body was swept away, and he immediately transformed into a majestic fighting chicken.

Ye Jiaqing was a little surprised when he saw Song Nanqi, but he still went up to him, "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Nanqi stepped down the steps and held his hand.

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