I’m A Baller

　　 When he returned to the room, Wang Yan's mood was extremely complicated.

　　 took out a bottle of red wine in the wine cabinet, poured a full glass, and lay on the big sofa in front of the French windows, silently looking at the imperial capital under the sunset.

　　Emperor is majestic and magnificent, but there is no temperature.

　　Large buildings, huge traffic, busy worker ants... make the whole city seem too cold.

　　 Wang Yan's heart moved: Do you want to go for a walk?

　　Perhaps, it is not the coldness of the city, but the coldness of the current perspective.

　　Wandering among ordinary people, there may be different feelings.

　　 is like Liu Li's kiss, which is completely different from how he felt when he took the initiative.

　　 30,000, 30,000, why are you so good at teasing?

　　 If it weren’t for radar, maybe I could not help but think more...

　　【Liu Li】

　　 [19 years old, appearance value 93, figure 85, special 89]

　　【Current position: Diwu Black Box Theater】

　　 The special item clearly states that the number of loves is zero, so there is only one explanation: Liu Li's soul is too full, and the natural expression of emotions has the power to throb.

　　 At the last moment, Wang Yan was really moved.

　　 Liu Li has always been shy, holding hands and hugging in front of outsiders will be shy, but today is so brave, because he is aware of his discomfort and wants to give himself a sense of security.

The way of 　　 may be a little clumsy, but that heart is really hot, straightforward, and sincere.

so cute.

　　 Until that moment, Wang Yan truly realized the taste of love.

　　 It's not like it, it's not like it, it's just love.

　　 Wang Yan didn't dare to think, but he couldn't help thinking.

　　 A light sip of the wine, the sourness surged for a moment, and the tannins did not return to sweetness.

　　 Just then, the door of the room was knocked lightly.

　　 Wang Yan frowned, walked over to open the door, and his expression was startled when he saw the person coming.

　　 "Why are you here? If your injury does not heal, just rest well, what are you running around?"

　　 "I can't stay idle."

　　 Lin Weiwei swaggered into the room, glanced at the red wine glass in Wang Yan's hand, and went to the bar to find a new glass.

　　 "Not enough, don't you call me for 8000 red wine?"

　　 Wang Yan ignored him, wondering and asked: "Just you?"

　　 "Ah. No way?"

　　 Lin Weiwei looked for a wine bottle in front of the French window, and sat directly in the place where Wang Yan had just been, and poured herself a full glass.

　　 "I told them to go home and rest, and come to see you before leaving."

　　 "What am I doing? I'm fine."

　　 Wang Yan laughed blankly, sat on another sofa next to her, and raised her glass to her: "Respect for neurosis."

Ding!

　　 The sound of the collision of cups is particularly crisp.

　　 Lin Weiwei nestled in the sofa comfortably, with her long legs resting directly on the windowsill, taking a sip of wine for a long time before sighing suddenly.

　　 "Wine is good wine, people are not good people."

　　 Wang Yan glanced at her without saying a word.

　　Come on, start your performance, and you won't be a goddess after serving Juruan!

　　 Lin Weiwei was very at ease, took another sip of wine, and narrowed her eyes to feel it slowly.

　　 After a long time, he suddenly asked: "Finally understand what art is born? I feel that it is different from what I imagined. I start to mind? I don't like Liu Li's physical contact with other men, so I fry a plate of vinegar lemons?"

　　The three problems that looked like a cascade completely penetrated Wang Yan's cover.

　　 Lin Weiwei has always been such a woman, hearty, straightforward, and generous. In addition, she does not help her relatives, and she always dares to come forward at critical moments.

　　 Wang Yan didn't dare to say that he didn't care at all, but the situation was really not that serious, so his mouth was very hard.

　　 "As for? That little contact has long been left behind by me."

　　 "What is it?"

　　 "I dare to love a woman like Zaza Baba, I am afraid that she will be classical?"

　　 Lin Weiwei turned her head and glanced, something seemed to be condensed in her eyes, her expression seemed to be smiling.

　　 "Really? Wang Yan, are you sure you want to answer me like that?"

　　 Wang Yan was silent for a moment, and finally corrected his attitude and answered seriously.

　　 "Actually, looking at the audience, I really turned that corner."

"The 60-minute show, the pas de deux part is less than 2 minutes, and there are only a few lifting moves. The palace clothes I wear are thicker than those on the subway. If this is endless, there will be no way to fall in love in the future. "

　　 "It's just... I always feel a little uncomfortable."

　　 Lin Weiwei and the little boy looked at each other, and after a while, she smiled.

　　Wang Yan is still the dog I know, so good.

　　 was silent for a while, and she spoke with unprecedented effort and organization of language.

　　 "I don't know why you have such a big misunderstanding of Xiao Liuli. Now, let me explain, listen, and ask if you have any questions."

　　 "Classical dance and national standard dance are very different. I must have a partner for dancing, and I must have a fixed partner, because tacit understanding and consistency of movement must be cultivated."

　　 "A mistake in any two-person action will have serious consequences... Look here."

　　 Lin Weiwei opened the skirt, pressed the inner side of her left knee, and pointed it to Wang Yan.

　　 "When I was a freshman, my dancing partner and I practiced together for the first time. Because I was young and vigorous, I went straight to the foxtrot, a continuous left transfer to support the foot when I broke my hand, clicked..."

How about 　　, Lin Weiwei did not say, but Wang Yan saw that after that part of the muscle was pressed down, it did not rebound for a long time.

　　 Wang Yan felt distressed instantly in his heart. It has nothing to do with love, just pure pity.

　　 was considering how to comfort, but Lin Weiwei waved her hand and smiled, continuing on her own.

　　 "It's better to be classical and much safer."

　　 "Classical emphasizes restraint and affection. Most of them are single dancers and group dancers. Duo dances are only a rare case."

　　 "And Liu Lixue's Han and Tang Dynasties are particularly special, with light and beautiful style, graceful and pretty, almost all classic dramas are solo heroines."

　　 "The directors who are well-known are more fragrant and respected. If you are lucky enough to be valued by someone, and tailor a dance, you will immediately be the second sister of Tang."

　　 "I, I don't have that graceful and graceful energy by nature, otherwise I will learn the national standard!"

　　 Even if Lin Weiwei is complaining, her attitude is so grand, she can't see a trace of loss or resentment.

　　 Wang Yan had nothing to comfort him, so he poured her wine in silence.

　　 Lin Weiwei toasted, smiling sweetly.

"We have 50 students in two classes in the classical dance department. There are 18 girls and 7 boys in Liu Li's class. Each dance has its own practice hall. If you don't arrange this "Zhaojun Out of the Fortress", the co-performance of boys and girls is basically limited to Group dance."

　　 "As for the current "Zhaojun Going Out of the Fortress", it is the prototype of the work of Director Kong, a ceremonial drama of One Waiting and One Road, led by the China Opera and Dance Theater, and created by the Inner Mongolia Dance Troupe and Emperor Dance. It is a national key drama.

　　 "Is it important... the premiere will be watched by big leaders."

　　 "If you really don't like Liu Litiao, then sleep with her and persuade her to give up."

　　 "Anyway, with her strength, it is absolutely impossible to catch up with Senior Sister Tang in three to five years. No matter how hard you work, you will be the protagonist of the youth version at best."

　　 "I'm not worth it for her. There is only such a slim chance to become a so-called artist. Why suffer that sin?"

　　 When she said the last sentence, Lin Weiwei once again showed a smile that was not a smile, and then stared at Wang Yan, as if to see him through a hole.

　　 And Wang Yan just laughed.

　　 The smile is shallow and decent, but the clearness in the eyes reflects the real joy, as if the haze in the heart is swept away.

　　 "Is it time to speak?"

　　 Wang Yan took the initiative to clink glasses with Lin Weiwei.

　　 "Hmm."

　　 Lin Weiwei nodded and snorted.

　　 "I admit that I am a bit careful and can't look away."

　　 Wang Yan came up and set the tone very high, and then changed the conversation: "Thank you, Sister Weiwei, for letting you toss to enlighten me, I am very ashamed."

　　 laid the groundwork and began to turn.

　　 "But, it's really not enough."

　　 "I don't understand the difference between dance styles now, and I will always know it later. It's not a bitter movie. How can there be any misunderstandings that I can't solve?"

　　 Lin Weiwei raised an eyebrow: "So, what you are thinking about now is another...problem?"

"A little."

　　 Wang Yan admitted frankly, but he hasn't explained it.

　　 is not so much trouble as it is guilt.

　　 A woman may have fallen in love with a man without looking at other men.

　　 The man may be...

　　Wang Yan doesn't know what other men are like. He just always understands that he can't give 100%.

　　 guarded Liu Li wholeheartedly until he got married, gave birth to a child, and became a white head.

　　 Sorry, I really can’t do it.

　　 The restless heart of the young man is yearning for the sky more and more, thinking about flying higher, seeing farther, and owning more all the time, but it can be suppressed temporarily.

　　 is like the dream I had on the rattan chair in the small courtyard when I first got the system-to build a palace on the cloud and wait for the nations to come.

　　 Maybe one day, after I have gone through a thousand sails, I may understand the true meaning of life and return to the basics, but it is definitely not now.

　　 can't be now.

　　 So, what am I insisting on? !

Is 　　 sick? !

　　 Wang Yan suddenly became a little irritable, picked up the wine glass, touched Lin Weiwei, and drank it all.

　　When the urge to drink came up, the system popped up a prompt without warning.

　　 [You are very depressed, maybe good wine can make you happy. You get a mysterious reward]

　　【See the true heart after drinking】

　　【Disposable card】

　　 [When you treat and drink with others, every glass of wine you drink has a mystery]

　　 [50% probability to trigger happy special effects, slightly increased mood]

　　 [40% probability to trigger true special effects, revealing the nature]

　　 [10% probability to trigger the special effect of free drink, the host will receive a cash reward equal to the price of the whole bottle]

　　 [Note: The degree of high emotions and exposed nature, the highest is equivalent to drunken state]

　　嗬, it really suits the scene.

　　 Wang Yan immediately wanted to use the card. After ten glasses of wine, he would probably be very happy. The current little trouble will definitely be killed.

　　 By the way, look at my heart.

　　 Maybe, you can also see what Lin Weiwei, a mysterious imperial girl, is thinking.

　　 But just before the decision was made, the phone suddenly dinged, and a message from Liu Li appeared on the top of the screen.

　　【At the best age in life, there are many things that can be pursued. I give my persistence to art, I want to give you all my passion]

　　 A piece of news without beginning and end made Wang Yan stare at it for a long time.

　　 Then, he suddenly didn't want to use the card.

　　 Because, he finally wanted to understand something.

　　 When Liu Li took Lin Weiwei as an example and asked "Do you mind," it was obviously the first test.

　　 Perfect pass.

　　 Inviting myself to come to the rehearsal today is not only to show the most beautiful aspect for myself, but also the second test.

　　 Pass the dangerous pass.

　　 If I acted indifferently at that time, or was very frustrated, it was particularly unsavory...

　　 Then, I am afraid there will be no more text messages.

　　 A young girl, before acknowledging a person and making up her mind to hand over her for the first time, will inevitably suffer from gains and losses, think about things before and after, and weigh repeatedly.

　　 Reasonable and justifiable.

　　 Therefore, instead of blaming her, Wang Yan puts aside a worry.

　　 She is so cautious and self-love, how can distance be a problem?

　　 After she was confirmed, she was so active and brave again, and the sense of security was no longer a problem.

　　30,000, you are a treasure girl...

　　New information is more interesting.

　　Life is not just a career, it's not just love, but you want it all, and you firmly believe that you can be separated, held clean, and held.

　　 One needs persistence and the other needs enthusiasm. The common point is that they must have no reservations.

The meaning of 　　 is simply perfect.

　　30,000, you are more mature, firmer, and wiser than I thought.

　　 The little fairy is you, that's right.

　　 Too good, it's useless to think about anything, it's serious to eat first.

You wait!

　　 smiled, typing reply: "I have read it, I will play it."

　　 Attach a dog face with a tongue out.

　　 Looking at the Erha emoticon that was so skinny, Wang Yan's heart was gone and he was extremely comfortable.

　　 Today, I am not in vain.

　　Thinking is a very troublesome, very tired, and very lonely thing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But the ultimate charm of a man comes from thinking.

　　Unconsciously, Wang Yan is actually becoming more and more attractive.

　　 has nothing to do with money.

　　……

　　Lin Weiwei looked out the window in a daze, the sky will be dimmed, and Wang Yan's figure is reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a calm demeanor and a firm face, and he has begun to look like a man.

　　 Wang Yan did not receive a response for a long time. She knew that there might not be a response on the next topic.

　　 In that case, it's okay to talk.

　　 Putting down the glass, she stood up sharply and smiled easily: "Well, it seems you have figured it out, then I withdraw."

　　 Wang Yan wanted to keep her for dinner, so she turned and left.

　　 "Don't eat, lose weight!"

　　 Let's go, then I will see you downstairs

　　 As soon as Wang Yan arrived at the door of the room, Lin Weiwei glared and stopped.

　　 "What's the relationship? I told you a few words of heart, and I still saw it, right?"

　　 "Got it! You are good to go, don't give it away!"

　　 Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry, raised his hand to surrender.

　　 didn't ask that question until the end: Sister Weiwei, why did you rush to explain this to me?

　　 wanted to ask, but it was unnecessary.

　　 When Lin Weiwei went out, she habitually flicked her long hair, and then took a special step that her six relatives did not recognize, and strode towards the elevator.

　　 The red hair spread out like a flame, which burns people's eyes; it also resembles a rose, fragrant and thorny.

　　 Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, closing the door and returning to the room.

　　 Lin Weiwei looked at the mirror in the elevator, put on sunglasses carefully, combed her hair, adjusted the corners of her clothes, and suddenly her nose became sore.