Lin Jianlu: "..."
Whether it is a transvestite, Lin Jianlu has reservations about this question.
He said: "The excitement is over, let's go."
"Oh? Why don't you go up and say hello?" Su Linpei had already acquiesced that the relationship between Lin Jianlu and Yan Han was special, so he asked this question.
But Lin Jianlu looked at him strangely and said, "No, I have an appointment tonight..."
Before the words fell, he was already overwhelmed by the earth-shattering sound effects of the video game city—
"The second round of the street dance king audition has officially started!"
In a small venue, a temporary stage was set up in front of the four dance machines, and the host stood on the stage. Since it was an audition, there was no need for any preparations, and the list of the first group of competitions was announced directly.
Coincidentally, Yan Han is on the list of the first group.
Hearing this name, Lin Jianlu hesitated a little, but stopped.
The four dance machines are naturally a group of four. The first round of the audition adopts a four-in-two-elimination system. The rules are very simple. Four people in each batch will have a duel, and two of them will be eliminated and two will be left. Win or lose.
The order is determined by random selection from all registered players. This rule has limitations and is relatively unfair. It may happen that the opponents assigned to the group are too strong and the players with not bad abilities may be eliminated. , but how did that sentence say, luck is also a kind of strength.
When Leng Buding heard Yan Han's name, Wen Juorong became nervous, wanting to cheer up Yan Ge.
Unexpectedly, Yan Han has already stood on a dancing machine without any concern, moving his limbs and shoulders.
Yan Han actually didn't have any expectations, but maybe it was because of his lack of desires and desires that made him relax and behave very naturally.
The music started, and for the sake of fairness, the four dancing machines chose the same track and difficulty, and they were selected at random. Considering that the track chosen by the audition organizer was not too difficult, when the cheerful notes slid across the screen, At that moment, Yan Han stepped on the corresponding key just right.
He found that this was not as difficult as he imagined.
Because his physical fitness is naturally good, his reaction is also different from ordinary people.
Most of the time, the brain has not reacted, and the feet and hands have already touched the corresponding keys following the rhythm and the prompts on the screen.
After a prelude, Yan Han has gotten used to this rhythm a little bit, and his mind is more relaxed.
When he reached the small climax, he even had the energy to optimize the movements. After all, the competition has a weight, and the dance machine score accounts for 80%, and the remaining 20% is decided by the judges.
Scoring is based on the coordination and gracefulness of the contestants' limbs.
Up and down, left and right, right and left, up and down.
At the climax, Yan Han had completely mastered the dancing machine skills, and now he believed Xiao Wu's words, he had never played it before, and he didn't know that he could play it so well.
Gradually, the feeling of jumping gradually came out, and Yan Han behaved quite casually and selfishly on the dancing machine.
A pair of slender and straight legs sometimes stretched and sometimes bent, Yan Han's movements were ferocious at this time, opening and closing full of vigor and wildness.
It's like the coolest street dance and the most bold folk dance. However, his body is soft and charming, and the movements of his steps and arms have a kind of style, like the colorful clouds dyed red by the setting sun, blazing and soft, and the fiery red is gorgeous.
With his movements, the short black hair fluttered freely in the air, sometimes exposing a face that was astonishing to the public. Cooperating with his movements, he seemed to be the most rigid and softest existence in the world.
No one knows how he combined this kind of rigidity and softness, but he was born to do it.
The noise in the video game city and the other participants on the dancing machine seemed to be the background board, and people unconsciously turned their attention to Yan Han.
"I'll go, it's the first time I've seen such...professional people playing dance machines."
"... He obviously has no expression, but he is so handsome!"
"Whoever said that there is no expression, that is an expression full of confidence. This must be a great master! If anyone can stay in the bank at the opening, I will bet on him!"
When others were discussing, Wen Juorong naturally didn't miss this opportunity - he took a picture of Brother Yan at a 270-degree angle with no dead ends.
Hehe, this group of photos is absolutely compelling enough to be posted on an anonymous forum, and Brother Yan can also use his own special building! At that time, as Brother Yan's fan, he will be famous. Who can get such first-hand resources like him? !
Head fan'er couldn't help but giggle inwardly while frantically taking pictures.
The climax is over, and Yan Han finally puts on a pose while stepping on the keys firmly.
Immediately there was another exclamation from the audience.
"Oh my god, where did this fairy brother come from, so handsome! So handsome!"
"Who says it's a little brother? I think it's a young lady. Look at her, she looks so good!"
Because she was so beautiful that it was hard to tell the difference between male and female, even the judges below couldn't help passing Yan Han's registration form to each other, wanting to see whether he was male or female.
It's a pity that in order to save time, there are only half of the songs in the audition.
After posing, stand on the last post, the song ends, and the dancing machine starts scoring.
Yan Han came down from the stage panting slightly, his face was a bit dark, and he couldn't help but feel very tired.
If he just bounced on the dancing machine, he would never be out of breath.
I just danced for more than a minute, and I had to step on it well and maintain a graceful posture and smooth movements, showing the judges and teachers an illusion of beauty with no dead ends at 360 degrees, and almost exhausted him to death!
"Woooooo, brother Yan, you're so handsome!" Wen Juorong squeezed away from the crowd with a face of an idiot, and squeezed to Yan Han's side, and took out a handkerchief for him from his pocket, "Brother Yan, wipe it quickly!" Wiping sweat, hard work!"
Yan Han: "..."
He was so focused on the dancing machine that he didn't know what happened.
I don't understand why so many people follow him.
Fortunately, the score of the dancing machine came out soon, and Yan Han couldn't help feeling a little nervous when he saw the score of 93 on the screen.
This piece is not difficult, and the rhythm is very slow, and it can even be said to be too simple.
But although he didn't land a single note, a few of them didn't reach super perfect due to bad timing, and only scored average or not bad, so they got such scores.
In Yan Han's view, this kind of problem can actually be avoided, and he is still not proficient enough.
Because of this, other people's scores are likely to be higher than his in his mind.
This is why he later paid more attention to the sensory effects brought about by temperament and coordination of hands and feet.
However, although he only scored 93 points, the result was surprising.
He still made it to the competition.
"Brother Yan! Congratulations!"
Wen Juorong looked even happier than him.
"Thank you." Coming down without the first round meant that he was one step closer to the bonus, Yan Han was quite happy.
He stretched out his long arm, grabbed Wen Jurong's neck and said, "Come on, brother, I'll treat you to some juice."
"Brother Lie." Wen Juorong was used to Yan Han joking with him like this, and he smiled and followed Yan Han with his burly body twisting, and said, "You have to ask, in case you get the first place, you still have to take the first place." You have to buy me milk tea!"
Even if it's over today, the semi-finals won't start until all the auditions are over, which means that even if he can earn the bonus money, he won't be able to get it for a while.
But it doesn't matter, Yan Han doesn't have any big ambitions now, he still has some living expenses in his hand, as long as he can earn the tuition and living expenses before the next semester.
Yan Han left, the audition had to continue.
It's just that the number of onlookers in the past few games not only did not increase, but also left some.
The opening dance was so beautiful, and the other contestants were not so excited.
"Let's go too." Lin Jianlu said.
"Hey." Su Linpei said: "Boss, are you going to discuss business? Take me to see and see!"
The Lin family's education method is quite unique. Lin Jianlu took over part of the family business as soon as he entered high school this year.
Today is to meet with a client.
"Then let's go together." Lin Jianlu said.
His mind is still full of Yan Han who just danced on it.
He always felt that the person on the dance machine was not the same person he usually saw in school.
... It should not be just because of the change of clothes.
It's even more interesting when you think about it this way.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Jianlu was invited by a client to meet in a bar.
The bar is a slow shake bar opened by the customers themselves. It is relatively formal, and minors are not allowed to go there.
But Lin Jianlu couldn't stand it because the boss personally invited him to come and play.
The meeting here at this time is also because the client has a good personal relationship with Lin Jianlu and wants to invite him to have fun.
Lin Jianlu, who had changed into his school uniform, had a calm expression on his face and an outstanding demeanor. As soon as he entered the door, people would only look at him furtively, and no one would think about whether he was an adult or not.
On the other hand, Su Linpei next to him was thick-headed, with a tender face, which attracted some people's attention.
"What do you want, sir?" The two entered the private room, but the customer hadn't arrived yet.
Su Linpei looked around the menu, put his finger on a glass of light blue cocktail, just about to ask for this, when Lin Jianlu said: "Juice."
"..."
"Okay, sir, what kind of juice do you want? We have orange juice, strawberry and blueberry juice, apple and carrot..."
"Whatever." Lin Jianlu said.
"Then bring me an apple and carrot." Su Linpei cried sadly. But what the hell is going to the bar to drink juice? Drag the electronic menu to the page of juice... 128 What the hell is a glass! The cheapest is 88! It's more expensive than wine, it's just too much!
Just about to complain, Su Linpei saw a tall, black, long, straight beauty flash past through the half-closed private room door.
... Why does that silhouette look familiar
! ! !
For the past two days, he has been a little bit demonic, so he shouldn't admit his mistake.
"Boss! I seem to have seen that woman that day!" Su Linpei jumped up suddenly.
"Huh?" Lin Jianlu was playing a Sudoku game on his mobile phone, and his tone was a little careless.
"It's the one in the school hospital!"
"?"
Su Linpei had already chased him out in desperation, and when Lin saw the deer following him out, he saw that Su Linpei's entire body was stiff, and the place where his eyes focused was on a long black and straight "beauty" sitting in front of the bar.
A head of jet-black long hair poured straight down, neatly trimmed bangs neatly lying on his forehead, and this man even wore makeup.
But no matter what kind of dress he wore, he couldn't hide his overly masculine and profound facial features, as well as the prominent Adam's apple on his neck.
Lin Jianlu: "..."
Su Linpei froze on the spot, staring wide-eyed for a long time before realizing: "... After a long time, this is a fucking big guy in women's clothes! It seems that I have admitted the wrong person, what a demon."
Touching the back of his head, Su Linpei felt a little embarrassed.
Seeing that his boss didn't respond, he turned his head and looked over, and saw Lin Jianlu pursing his thin lips slightly, his eyes shining brightly like a cold knife out of its sheath, and muttered: "Women's clothing?"
As if he had picked up the most important link, the broken clues in his brain automatically reorganized to form a meticulous net.
Those clues are sorted and stored in his brain, and Lin Jianlu usually doesn't release them to ponder over and study them.
But when the key link was found, it was as if cold water splashed into the oil pan, and his thinking exploded in an instant, and at that instant he had automatically deduced a result.
… When all the evidence points to a result, no matter how unbelievable it is, people cannot help but believe it.
"Yeah, I heard from my sister that this is popular now, but there are a lot of gay bars in nightclubs, I didn't expect to meet here..." Su Linpei was interrupted when he was speaking, Lin Jianlu muttered to himself: " I seem to know."
"Huh?" Su Linpei was even more confused.
But still the law, his boss said that he seemed to know it, so it was basically confirmed.
"Boss, what do you... know?" Su Linpei asked inexplicably.
"That variable."
Lin Jianlu raised the corners of his lips slightly and said.