The sand sculpture stand-in and the boss agreed to get married

The hall on the first floor has changed its appearance. The sofa in the middle has been moved to the two sides. A huge black blanket is spread on the ground. A piano is placed on the left foot, and the camera is facing the big screen.

[The program group really understands "minimalism". 】

[What should Fu Yanle do?The mouth is harder than jr, I'm already embarrassed for him...]

【I hope Fu Yanle will be the last one to come up. I can run after watching the first two groups. 】

[Don't run, don't run, there's our bowl, woo woo woo! 】

[Tang Wan Bai: Stay for me, okay woo woo woo woo...]

[I thought of a trick for them, wasn't Tang Wan Bai a classical dance major?Let him dance on the stage, and after the dance, Fu Yanle comes to the stage and bows with him. 】

[Tang Wan Bai: Thank you! 】

【…】

When the barrage surged wildly, the hall suddenly went dark, followed by a rapid breath, the prelude to the song sounded, the guzheng lay horizontally, and the strings vibrated.

There was a person lying on the side of the guzheng, and he sat up when he heard the sound. He was wearing a silk red dress, shaking his hands, picking peach blossoms with his fingertips, and his slightly wider cuffs slid down, revealing a smooth forearm.As he lowered his head sideways, the camera moved to the lower right, and the white and graceful insteps lifted from the black blanket, and fell down again.

From stretching to tightening, the whole person showed a state of struggle and pain.

[I'm sorry, it's "The Cloud and the Sea", it's Tang Wanbai! ! ! ! 】

[Tang Wanbai has short hair, and it's not curly, right? ? ? ? 】

【This hairstyle is not Fu...】

【Who is it not Tang Wanbai?It's the instep that looks professional at first glance, only Tang Wan Bai has a professional background! 】

【…】

After a section of zither music, the verse began, and for a moment when the hall was light and dark, Tang Wan Bai, dressed in white, stepped out from the right.

The previous makeup disappeared, and there was a fire-shaped white forehead ornament between Tang Wanbai's forehead. His white eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he turned around and lay down in front of Fu Yanle, he let down a sad arc.

With another sigh, Fu Yanle turned his head, his tall nose was as firm as a mountain in the light, when the light moved up, his eyes opened suddenly, and the peach branch stretched back from the upper eyelid sank into the eyelid, leaving only a section Peach blossoms lie at the end of the eyes, blooming or fascinated in the dark light.

The foreheads of the two touched each other, their eyes were downward, and they never looked directly at each other.They raised their hands at the same time and moved closer to each other. When their wrists touched, their ten fingers seemed to be struck by ruthless lightning.

The two wrists touch, but the fingers cannot be interlocked, the pain is all at the fingertips.

Tang Wanbai was short of breath, and pressed his forehead to Fu Yanle's heart, his soft waist turned in front of Fu Yanle's abdomen, lingering and lingering.

Fu Yanle supported Tang Wanbai's lower back with one hand, and held Tang Wanbai's hand with the other. The two of them cleverly exerted their strength and got up from the lying position at the same time.

As the chorus begins, sadness and depression turn into turbulence. The two dance together, like sparrows eager to break through the shackles, and wild and indulgent birds. They deliver the tenderness of their fingertips to the same space.The red and white clothes fluttered and fell as he raised his legs and arms, turned his waist and bent his body, and trembled until he subsided.

The last chorus sounded, and the two faced each other at the same time, stepped forward at the same time, and finally embraced each other in their arms.Tang Wanbai leaned his head on Fu Yanle's shoulder, Fu Yanle raised his head slightly, his lips were restrained, and the hair hanging by his ears trembled wantonly.

At the last second when the lights dimmed, the zither music went out, everything was silent, and the tears from the corners of Fu Yanle's eyes fell silently, blending with the wetness on his shoulders, making it hard to separate.

"..."

"Slap!" An Shigou slammed the water bottle on his feet sensiblely, then rolled out, breaking the silence of the room.

Meng Xinqiu withdrew his eyes, only to realize that he had clenched his hands for a certain moment without knowing it.

Lin Qingtong was stiff all over, looking in the direction of the stage in disbelief, but the next second she heard the sound of a chair moving beside her.He turned his head and saw Gu Jiming getting up and leaving with An Shigou.

The next show will be the two of them performing, but—

Lin Qingtong lowered her head and saw that these two people were at the same time.

"..." Lin Qingtong's hands on her knees were clenched suddenly, and she felt a different kind of panic in disbelief.

The housekeeper skillfully sent "Fu Shao's pen-hold shot" to his husband, took the expressions of everyone present into his eyes with a glance, and nodded into the live broadcast.

【! ! ! 】

【Who said Fu Yanle is a vase!who is it!Get out and die! 】

[Many people said... mainly that Fu Yanle has been showing off his face, and he doesn't explain when others say he is a vase, and he is proud of it! 】

【I actually cried... If all things in the world can love each other, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

[They hug each other, it's HE ah ah! ! ! 】

[The key is Fu Yanle!He is even more attractive than the professional Tang Wan Bai, his physical condition is so good!I have been dancing for 13 years, Fu Yanle is definitely not shorter than me! 】

[So does anyone know which school he graduated from? 】

【…】

Fu Yanle and Tang Wanbai stepped off the stage and took their seats in the auditorium.

Meng Xinqiu's eyes moved accordingly.When Fu Yanle took his seat, he smelled the scent of the other party, rich almond and woody scent, embedded with leather smell, sweet and aggressive.

This is Fu Yanle's usual perfume. Meng Xinqiu smelled it before, and thought it was too strong, and it looked flashy against the backdrop of Fu Yanle.But smelling it again now, he felt that the fragrance had changed a lot with Fu Yanle.

The dance just now made Fu Yanle shed tears, and the tails of her long and narrow eyes were slightly red, moist and colorful, which contrasted nicely with the peach branch above.Meng Xinqiu's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't help taking out a small box of tissues from his pocket.

When Meng Xinqiu handed it over, a white glove was holding the carton, and at the same time stretched it out in front of Fu Yanle.

Without looking at Meng Xinqiu, Fu Yanle took out a cardboard box from the butler, and tilted her head as a gesture.

The butler immediately stretched out the paper box to Tang Wanbai who was at the side, and took it back after someone took it, then took out a box of chocolates from his pocket and handed it to Fu Yanle, leaned over and whispered, "Liquor chocolate, the one you often eat .”

Fu Yanle took it and said, "Where did you know this?"

It's not easy for the butler to say "Mr. has a clever plan", so he can only lie without changing his face: "Madam said it."

Seeing that Fu Yanle didn't really believe it, the housekeeper had no choice but to retreat and said, "If Young Master Fu doesn't believe it, you can ask Madam during the Chinese New Year."

"Is there anything to ask..." Fu Yanle beeped softly, and waved the butler to leave the auditorium.

At this time, the stage was surrounded by lights, and the second show was ready to be continued.

While looking at the stage, Tang Wanbai moved closer to Fu Yanle, "Yanle, I finally recovered!"

"You were distracted just now?" Fu Yanle glanced at it, and found that An Shigou's pose was quite impressive.

"You can dance? You can dance! Can you dance well? Can you dance well! You dance very well!" Tang Wan Bai said, "Probably this is the way of thinking."

Fu Yanle handed him a piece of chocolate, "I said: I'm very good at it."

The accompaniment of "romantic" sounded, this is Gu Jiming's new song, a sweet and lingering jazz.Gu Jiming changed the solo dance into a pas de deux, An Shigou was in charge of the simple part, and he handled several difficult tricks by himself.

"Wow, so handsome!" Tang Wanbai applauded in a low voice when Gu Jiming backflipped to the ground, and then leaned in front of Fu Yanle, "Look at Yanle, An Shigou dances pretty well! Although he is not as good as Gu Jiming, he manages his expressions well." It's very good, and there is a certain amount of advance and retreat, neither aggressive nor cold, and cooperates very well with Gu Jiming."

"Well, it's not bad." Fu Yanle was also a little surprised. After all, An Shigou looked so unintelligent, and he didn't expect to be cool when dancing.

At this moment, Gu Jiming and An Shigou walked in circles, An Shigou's hand unintentionally lifted up Gu Jiming's hem as it slid upwards, and a thin and powerful waist flashed past.

"Wow! Such beautiful abs!" Tang Wan Bai touched his four pack abs jealously, "You all have six packs, eight packs, only I have two packs short!"

Fu Yanle comforted him, "I only have one piece."

"Lie to me, you have six yuan!" Tang Wan Bai was even more angrily, "I touched it just now!"

Hearing Tang Wanbai's voice from the side, Meng Xinqiu took a breath a little irritably, and the image of Fu Yanle dancing appeared in his mind again.

The limbs are slender, the lines are stretched and smooth, the exposed neck is slender and white, and the shoulders and neck are straight and graceful.The proportion of the body under the thin shirt is excellent, and the waist that is occasionally exposed is white and beautiful, soft but not weak, and I want people... to hold it with one hand and watch it sway softly.

In the boundless daydream, Meng Xinqiu was suddenly pulled by his sleeves. When he came back to his senses, Lin Qingtong was staring at him suspiciously.Meng Xinqiu quickly regained consciousness, and said to Lin Qingtong, "Is it our turn? Let's go."

When An Shigou stepped down from the stage, Fu Yanle was holding the second chocolate in his mouth, a small bag bulged up on his cheek, which was a little cute-I rub it, stop it!

An Shigou shook his head violently, and glared fiercely at Fu Yanle as he passed by.

Fu Yanle had witnessed the scene of two dogs fighting before, and the victorious one had the same face when it was patrolling the country and barking step by step, so he nodded and said, "That's not bad barking."

While adjusting the microphone stand on the stage, An Shigou's ears were empty for a while. He heard "you danced well", and suddenly staggered and fell into the sofa.After the adjustment, he quickly threw a look at Fu Yanle, "Forget you have vision", accompanied by a passionate moan.

Tang Wanbai tilted his head, and whispered to Fu Yanle: "What's wrong with him?"

Fu Yanle also didn't understand, pondered and said: "You must be lame."

The two of them were very close, Gu Jiming looked away, very irritated.

If you bite your ears and bite your ears, you know how to bite your ears, and you are not afraid of losing your ears!

Gu Jiming raised his eyes and saw Meng Xinqiu sitting behind the piano, while Lin Qingtong was holding a white crane lantern in his hand. The two looked at each other, and the electric current buzzed.

Fuck... Why do Lin Qingtong and Meng Xinqiu look weird? !

The author has something to say:

Meng: Think like this... that...

Dayu:? (draws knife)

Gu: Shit, Fu Yanle is good...

Dayu:? (draws knife)

Xiao Fu: Wow, I am so beautiful!

Dayu:! (like)