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Chapter 118 The so-called undergraduate

But no matter what, Ye Peilan bought himself a gift with his own hands. He should always remember this affection.

"Peilan, I really like the gift you chose." He said it sincerely again, with a sincere tone.

Ye Peilan stood in front of him and looked at it for a long time. Then she realized that he really liked this gift and smiled shyly.

Even Zhong Buqun was not treated well by Ye Peilan who carefully selected his birthday gift, but Fu Yang was the first one. No wonder Ye Peilan felt a little embarrassed.

It's just that her smile, when seen in Fu Yang's eyes, added a hint of ambiguity.

What clear interpretation can Fu Yangcun's thoughts have on Ye Peilan's performance? Zuo just had some unattainable hopes for her, so it was easy for him to make assumptions.

Sure enough, holding the gift box in his hand, he took a step forward and tried to tidy up Ye Peilan's broken hair with his fingers.

Still, she avoided it without leaving a trace, "As long as you like it. I don't know what you might be interested in, so I bought it based on my intuition." In one sentence, the two of them were once again chosen.

relation.

Fu Yang's fantasy was shattered again. He had to stand back to his place obediently, and then carefully held the gift box in his hand.

This overly cautious action made Ye Peilan frown. He has always been reluctant to let go of himself, but they still have to support each other as dance partners in the last year of their senior year, and they have a hard-earned young talent.

Cup regional finals opportunity requires them to rise to the challenge together.

This layer of window paper...can't be pierced even if you want to.

There was a long silence, both of them thinking that it seemed wrong to stand there awkwardly all the time, and finally thought of getting busy with the serious business of rehearsing.

"Peilan, I have almost formed a muscle memory for this repertoire. Now, even if I don't need to hear the music, when I interact with others, some simple body movements, such as raising an arm, will unconsciously become part of our repertoire.

The angle of that action." During the break during practice, Fu Yang smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"Peilan, my heart has formed muscle memory just like practicing the play."

?!

Finally, was the window paper still broken by him?

Ye Peilan likes Zhong Buqun, which she thinks she has hidden deeply. And she has always used "I want to continue my studies and am not willing to fall in love with anyone" as a reasonable reason to block Fu Yang's thoughts.

Strictly.

It’s better not to get into such a stalemate between dance partners who have been in college for four years. After all, during the undergraduate stage, there are countless double plays in the coursework alone, not to mention there are various activities and competitions inside and outside the school... even if they are just casual acquaintances,

It is absolutely inappropriate to be a couple who cannot love each other.

What kind of changes in mentality did Lu Panpan and Zhong Buqun go through and how much determination they made before they decided to become each other's lovers.

Fu Yang had understood this a long time ago, thinking that Ye Peilan had no hope with Zhong Buqun anyway, so he boldly said this.

"Of course, my mood is the same as yours. The luck that finally fell from the sky allows us to use such a major event to add to our resume... naturally we want to achieve good results." After thinking for a while, Ye Peilan finally chose to go with

Fu Yang continued to practice Tai Chi.

"Me too recently, because I have practiced this play thousands of times and have already formed muscle memory."

...that's it.

Fu Yang sighed lowly. She was still like this. It seemed that she decided to slowly let go.

At the same time, he added silently in his heart:

"If this Qingmiao Cup thing is not our luck, then...will you blame me?"

He would never dare to ask such a question because he knew that if Ye Peilan knew the truth, it would be impossible to forgive him.

It took a lot of effort to get this relatively close to her now, and Fu Yang never wanted to push her further away.

There's no problem in getting closer little by little.

Fu Yang suddenly started to secretly have fun. Ye Peilan found that Fu Yang's face was about to burst into laughter, and she also looked puzzled.

a big.

"I know the repertoire is difficult, but you're not shaking so much that you feel like your calves are spinning, right? Are you a major student, Misu?" Nan Qiao was doing something special to Misu just because she couldn't do one of her leg-control movements.

training.

The content of the special training was to have Misu maintain the movement of controlling the legs, use the soreness and swelling in the muscles to be able to withstand it, and firmly remember the feeling of performing this movement to a standard.

"Teacher, I seem to be a little unable to hold myself up." Misu is petite, so she is light. She has a great advantage in weight, and the pressure on the instep is relatively small, so the instep is beautiful, but the body strength is particularly lacking.

Even though her soft opening was good enough, she just couldn't get it right when it came to controlling her legs.

Now Nan Qiao asked her to practice. She had only persisted for less than a minute, and the muscles in her whole legs were shaking uncontrollably.

"Oh, I understand." Finally, in order to adjust the too stiff training atmosphere, Nan Qiao decided to find other topics to make Misu's leg control less painful. "There must be something wrong with the person who is watching you during practice.

You can't show your strength."
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