Love you, never separate

Since Li Yang was agreed to go for an interview, he has been practicing self introduction to He Qing every day and singing two songs at home from time to time.

If Li Yang wants to be an idol of singing and dancing, he must be good at dancing and singing. Li Yang regains the hip-hop dance he lost before and starts to practice again.

Although I haven't danced for a long time, I only practiced basketball in college. Fortunately, there was no problem with my flexibility in the past. I also have certain muscle memory, and I can simply dance with the rhythm for a while.

In his own small room, he set up a floor mirror and moved an empty area to practice dancing.

He Qing felt that Li Yang was a bit too nervous. After all, he went to work as an intern. He also communicated with the relevant personnel. They said that the company was just starting, and there were no too strict requirements for the basic aspects. The main thing was to have time to enter the company for training.

There are a lot of students in Xingyao. They have all kinds of shapes and colors, but not many of them are really good at it. It mainly depends on opportunities.

Some people may not be able to make their debut after five or six years of practice, and some will make their debut within a few months after entering the company.

He Qing just got to know Li Yang at first. He was worried about Li Yang. After all, Li Yang is still young, so it's impossible to spend a lot of time on it.

He wanted to persuade Li Yang to think it over again, but when he saw the light in Li Yang's eyes, he was still silent. If he liked it, he could do it.

He Qing left the teahouse as usual. A month later, he used to wear a mask when he went out, but now he doesn't need it. No one knows him when he went out.

After all, people's enthusiasm for gossip comes and goes quickly.

He packed up his things and was ready to go to the supermarket on his way home to buy some things to take back. Li Yang estimated that he was still practicing at home, some of them were too hard, and he was not used to them.

He turned off the computer, turned off the power that had been cut off, looked at the photos on the desk for a while, sighed, buttoned them face down on the desk, and put on his backpack to go out.

For such a long time, he is still used to carrying a college style backpack to work, because of its large capacity and convenience.

He is almost 30 years old, but he is just like a college student in his clothes and backpack. He is not as formal as before. Instead, he is dressed in casual clothes and an ordinary white T-shirt on his upper body, which makes him white several degrees.

A pair of skinny jeans at the bottom of his body just decorated his long legs and made him more straight.

He pulled the strap of his backpack and opened the door of the office. Just in time, he met Zhao Xiaochen who was going to come in from the door.

Zhao Xiaochen almost ran into He Qing. He suddenly stopped the car and stepped back. He looked up and down at He Qing and picked his eyebrows.

He put his long arm around He Qing's shoulder and brought him into the office. "Come on, don't hurry. I'll tell you something!"

He Qing sat down on the sofa with Zhao Xiaochen, patted Zhao Xiaochen's hand on his shoulder, motioned Zhao Xiaochen to let go, and asked, "what's so urgent? Do you have to go off work?"

Zhao Xiaochen looked at He Qing for a while, loosened the tie on his neck, and felt uncomfortable.

He Qing looked at Zhao Xiaochen's tie that some awkward knot, thought, estimated that the couple quarreled again, this tie is his own tie.

"A fight?" He Qing rubbed Zhao Xiaochen's shoulder with his shoulder and asked, he thinks Zhao Xiaochen needs his enlightenment at the moment.

"Ah?" Zhao Xiaochen didn't listen to He Qing's meaning directly at the beginning. Subconsciously, he made a question. After turning He Qing's words in his mind, he realized what he Qing was asking.

He suddenly widened his eyes and covered his mouth. "How do you know? Are you a Banxian

"Yes." He Qing nodded with a smile and joked: "how about it? Let me do a divination for you? Is it marriage? I'll give you a friendship price! "

Zhao Xiaochen hammered on He Qing's shoulder and said with a smile, "well, you're the one who's close to the ink!" After playing with himself for a long time, he Qing became the same as him.

"How can you tell? Are these big words on my face like 'I quarreled with my wife' Zhao Xiaochen was a little curious about how he Qing could see it, so he asked, and then said to himself, "I think I'm doing very well, just like before."

He Qing pointed to Zhao Xiaochen's chest with a smile and shrugged.

Zhao Xiaochen looked down at his chest, nothing. He looked at He Qing with some doubts. He didn't know what he Qing meant, "what?"

He Qing shook his head, pulled the tie that Zhao Xiaochen had already pulled disorderly, and said, "your tie is the most awkward today."

Zhao Xiaochen realized this. He turned his mouth and remembered that when he left in the morning, he handed Li Hui his tie and asked Li Hui to tie it for him as usual. Li Hui ignored him and snorted.

mean! How stingy! Didn't he just say a few words to those people in that group on TV? As for ignoring him all night? He appointed Qu Baba. Is he wrong?

"Come on, say what you have, and I'll enlighten you." He Qing looked at the time, rubbed his hands, looked at Zhao Xiaochen and said.

Zhao Xiaochen lowered his head and thought seriously for a while, but he couldn't figure it out. Then he raised his head and complained to He Qing, "what do you think women are thinking? To them, is his husband more important? "

"..." he Qing was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhao Xiaochen and Li Hui quarreled because of this. It's really unexpected. He was silent for a while, and then he spoke hard. "For most girls, it's true."

"..." Zhao Xiaochen looked depressed. Then he covered his face with his hands and lay down on the back of the sofa. In a decadent posture, he said, "why, am I not more handsome than them?"

He Qing coughed awkwardly. He felt that Zhao Xiaochen was narcissistic. He stretched out his hand to hold his fist and put it to his lips. Then he said, "no, no, you're very handsome. It's mainly because the stars are well packaged. If you take off your makeup, you'll be half as good as you."

"You mean I'm as ugly as they've taken off their make-up?" Zhao Xiaochen suddenly got up, touched his face, looked at He Qing and asked.

"..." he Qingzhen didn't want to talk. He didn't know how long Zhao Xiaochen's brain circuit was. Did he mean that?