The moment he found where the gaze of Bian Xu was looking at, there seemed to be a roar in Liang Yixuan's head.

She calmed down and thought about how to change the topic. She quickly opened this page, but suddenly she heard a faint sound of water coming out from the speakers.

At the same time, the picture swayed, as if Bian Xu had adjusted his sitting position.

Realizing that his idle hand was doing something underwater, Liang Yixuan's palm seemed to hold a ball of permed potato, and finally hung up the video unbearable.

When Bian Xu heard the prompt sound, he looked up and slowly blinked at the deadly screen, and sent a voice message: "Liang Yixuan, I have fired all the real guns and ammunitions, so what?"

There was no reply from that end.

The man leaned back, put one arm on the edge of the bathtub, and held the phone in the other hand. He lazily sent another voice message: "Okay, I'll practice your skin when I get home tomorrow."

The next morning, Liang Yixuan came out after breakfast from her grandmother's house and saw that Bian Xu's car had parked in front of the courtyard door.

Grandma Fang next door was watering flowers in the yard. When she saw her, she pointed to the car and said, "Xiaoxuan, my boyfriend is a good man, he has arrived a long time ago!"

Liang Yixuan nodded to Grandma Fang embarrassedly, and saw a teasing smile on the corner of Bian Xu's mouth through the windshield. His words "I'll practice your skin when I go home tomorrow."

What's good? You're obviously full of bad water.

She walked around the passenger seat into the car, and did not give Bian Xu the chance to mention the incident last night, so she took out a transparent lunch box from the insulation bag: "My grandma must ask me for steamed dumplings."

"I heard you're still giving me a lot." Bian Xu raised his eyebrows.

Liang Yixuan looked at him: "It seems like you like to eat."

"I love to eat when you feed me." Bian Xu half opened his mouth and pointed his finger at his mouth.

Liang Yixuan slowly turned her head and looked at Grandma Fang's yard, and found that Grandma Fang's flowers were indeed no longer watering, and was staring at them with a kettle.

She turned back stiffly: "Then do you like to eat?"

"Liang Yixuan, I crossed half of Nanhuai to pick you up to work early in the morning. Feed me a dumpling and you will die?"

"There is a grandma watching."

"What, when you get married, you have to kiss me in front of your aunts and aunts. Are you not going to get married?"

“…”

Who will punish this hooligan?

Liang Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the lid of the box, pulled out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a steamed dumpling filled with shrimp and corn, and stuffed it into his mouth.

It won't stop him.

After eating dumplings, the car drove all the way from the southern suburbs to the city. The two of them chatted about dispensable words.

When he approached the dance center, Bian Xu changed his right hand to the steering wheel and supported the forehead with his left hand, and seemed a little dissatisfied: "The road conditions at Nanhuai are so smooth?"

"Or what if you still hope I'm late?" Liang Yixuan muttered.

Bian Xu sighed: "When is the evening to get off work?"

"You're here to pick me up?"

"Yeah," Bian Xu nodded, "Take you home and practice your face."

Liang Yixuan knew that he could not let go of the incident last night, and shook his head and said, "Then I won't get off work."

The car stopped at the traffic light intersection, Bian Xu turned his head and pinched her chin: "It's OK, then practice in the dance center."

“…”

"Can you be a little bit like a human?" Liang Yixuan shoved his hand away.

“Is it not up to you to be a human being?”

Liang Yixuan glanced at him: "I'm really not sure when I get off work. The new drama will be starring in the next few days, so it may not be necessary to stay in class. I'll call you in advance."

Bian Xu nodded: "Okay."

Liang Yixuan looked at his reluctant and bored look and asked, "Then what are you doing when I go to work?"

"Waiting for you to get off work."

Liang Yixuan frowned.

I used to think he was too busy, but now I really think he is too idle.

"Can't you find something for yourself?" she couldn't help asking.

"Isn't this a problem?" Bian Xu smiled.

"What's up?"

"Eat a soft meal."

“…”

The car stopped at a temporary stop in front of the dance center, and Liang Yixuan gave up talking about someone who could say "fruit food" as glorious as "doing scientific research".

When she got out of the passenger seat and walked to the driver's seat, she saw Bian Xu moving down the window: "Liang Yixuan, you've forgotten something when you walk so simply?"

"What did I forget?" Liang Yixuan turned around in question, looked up at the passenger seat, seeing if she had her belongings left.

"Forgot to pay the fare."

Liang Yixuan was stunned and hadn't reacted yet, but the back of her neck was suddenly pressed down, and she was forced to lean down.

The wet and hot lips came out. Bian Xu rolled her lower lip and took a light bite, then let her go: "Okay, it's time to get the account."

Liang Yixuan felt that Bian Xu was not only not a stepping stone on her career, but also a stumbling block.

It was a good thing, but he asked for a fare before leaving. She walked into the dance center in a daze for the first time, and she didn't even hear the foreign instructor greeting her.

After the two passed each other, she realized that someone had spoken to her. She hurriedly turned around and bowed to the teacher, and said to the other party in English: "Sorry, Teacher Deakin, I was thinking about other things just now."

"I'm thinking about love." The funny foreign man compared to the exaggerated gesture.

Liang Yixuan nodded with a tough bullet.

Deakin looked at her: "Liang, I see that you are in good shape recently. Do they really don't consider arranging you to participate in my drama? I really like your performance in "The Bian" some time ago, which is very different from your previous one."

Deakin is not an insider of Nanba, but a foreign ballet master invited to serve as the director of Nanba's version of "Giselle".

If you miss this cooperation, it is hard to tell when it will be next time.

But when the casting of "Giselle", Liang Yixuan happened to be in the acute phase of Achilles tendonitis. She was originally expected to replace her role as "Ghost Queen" with another solo dancer in the group. The other castings were a foregone conclusion three months ago.

Now there will be a queue in more than a month, and it will be too late to say anything.

Liang Yixuan tactfully expressed the regret of not being able to catch up.

Deakin shrugged and expressed his hope to have a chance to work together next time.

Saying goodbye to Deakin, Liang Yixuan went to the locker room to change into the practice clothes and entered the practice room.

After half a day of basic training and half a day of explanation of the new drama, Liang Yixuan finished work at 5 pm. Before entering the bathroom to take a shower, she called Bian Xu and told him that she could come and pick her up.

This point was the evening rush hour and the road conditions were blocked. After Liang Yixuan packed it up, he got the news that he would be late. Seeing that the locker room was messy, he simply sorted out the debris inside.

Just as I was folding my practice uniform, I suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the rehearsal hall opposite, as if someone was crying.

Because it was past the time for get off work, Liang Yixuan thought she had heard it wrong at first, but then she heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. She realized something was wrong. She hurriedly ran out and pushed open the door of the rehearsal hall and saw someone lying on the ground with his knees in his arms.

Liang Yixuan ran all the way in and went forward to see that she was the chief female lead in the group, Li Pei, and quickly bent down to help someone: "Sister Li, have you fallen your knee?"

Li Pei was sweating coldly, his face was as white as paper, and he nodded in anger.

Liang Yixuan spread Li Pei's hand and looked at her knees, asking, "Why did she fall?"

"I'm going to be anxious, and it's ringing inside..." Li Pei was almost desperate when he said this.

Liang Yixuan's heart was also shocked.

It doesn’t matter if it sounds outside, but it’s a big deal if it sounds inside the body.

This is the sound that dancers are most afraid of hearing.

"Let's go to the hospital first..." Liang Yixuan helped the person up with force, but Li Pei was left with only one foot to stand. He was dizzy when he was in pain. Before he could stand up, his board slipped down again. Even Liang Yixuan was dragged to the ground by her.

"Don't..." Li Pei covered his knees and shook his head, "Don't take you with him."

"You hold on for a while, I'll call someone."

Liang Yixuan turned around and ran out, running all the way to the security room downstairs.

The two security guards immediately ran up after hearing the situation.

Fortunately, he has accumulated some emergency experience in the group over the years. Liang Yixuan went to the utility room to move a stretcher, and worked with two security guards to fix Li Pei with a stretcher, sent the person out of the building, and then carried him on a taxi.

Li Pei lay down in the back seat without any support.

Liang Yixuan got into the passenger seat and closed the car door: "Master, please go to the First Hospital of the City."

The First Hospital is nearby, usually a quarter of an hour drive from the dance center, but the road conditions are really hard to say at this time.

As soon as Liang Yixuan got on the car, she called Qin He, looked at the road blocking the growth dragon, and looked back at Li Pei with her heart in mind.

Li Pei was in his early thirties and was already one of the most experienced female actors in the group. He suffered injuries of all sizes over the years, and even if he had fractures, he could not speak. Now he has been slumped in the back seat and humming.

Liang Yixuan saw that this situation might not be a bone problem, and it was likely that he would have injured the cruciate ligament.
To be continued...