After the rebirth, she became a national male god

Chapter 15 Hundred Miles Battle, You Think Too Much
Smiling lightly and modestly, he went to the stage.

"Come on, let's go see how badly he dances."

The lights in the bar dimmed, and the customers just glanced at the stage casually, and then continued to play their own games, not many people cared about the performance.

In their eyes, the performances at the bar are just entertainment programs for them to drink and enjoy, and they can watch it or not.

The deafening music suddenly stopped, and many people frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of lyrical music sounded, which was somewhat incompatible with the atmosphere of the bar, causing many people to complain in a low voice.

"Why are you singing such a song in a bar?"

"Play the DJ, stop wasting our dancing time."

"I'm drinking and drinking to my heart's content! What are you trying to do by suddenly playing an ancient song?"

A beam of chasing light hit Qingyan in the center of the stage.

She wears ancient style big sleeves, her head is slightly lowered and she can't see her facial features clearly. Her silver hair is like falling snowflakes against the light and accompanied by slightly sad music, which actually gives people a sense of loneliness.

As the music played, she flicked her sleeves lightly.

It looks soft, but it is strong and powerful, making the soft sleeves as sharp as weapons.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head, and the light just fell on her beautiful face, causing gasps of air.

"very handsome!"

"What kind of dance is he dancing? It looks much better than those bikini shakes!"

"My god! You're so handsome!"

"Hurry up and record the video, I want to send it to Moments."

Not only the guests at the scene were shocked by Qingyan's dance, even the performers who came to see Su Qingyan make a fool of himself were also stunned.

Is this really Su Qingyan who messed around like a monkey on stage before?
Could someone be impersonating him?
In the VIP seats on the second floor of the Black Bar, several men stood by the handrail.

"Xiao Zhan, what do you think of his dancing?" Zhou Bo was very excited.

He already had a hunch that starting tomorrow, the business of the bar might explode because of Su Qingyan.

Baili Zhan took a sip of his wine: "Beautiful but not feminine, demonic but not vulgar, firm but not stiff, soft but not collapsed."

"I heard that he is so infatuated with you! Not only did he block the airport, but he also found someone to check your itinerary, send you flowers and food, and scold you for being a black fan on the Internet. It can be said that he has tried his best Chasing you, I even formed a dance troupe recently to bring in the second young lady of the Gu family, just to be your backup dancer..."

When Zhou Bo said this, Baili Zhan's face was already half dark, and his gaze towards Qingyan was once again filled with disgust.

He's really been annoyed by Su Qingyan recently, he really wants to pack Su Qingyan and mail it to his competitors, let her go to others!
"It seems that you appreciate him a lot, why don't you just open a back door for him and let him be your backup dancer."

Zhou Bo really likes Su Qingyan more the more he looks at him, and he can't help but say good things for Su Qingyan.

The previous text message was sent to him by Baili Zhan, which means that Baili Zhan also recognized Su Qingyan's dancing skills!

The corners of Baili Zhan's mouth twitched, "Uncle Bo, are you sure you're not hurting me? At his level? A layman thinks he dances pretty well, but an insider can tell that his basic skills are poor. How can I be a backup dancer?" gone?"

"If I pull out any backup dancer at random, they are a hundred times better than him."

"Besides, if he really becomes my backup dancer, I have to watch out every day whether someone will rush up and explode my ass."

"It's too dangerous! It's disgusting! It's scary!"

As Baili Zhan said, he couldn't help shivering, it seemed that he was really frightened.

……

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Qingyan got home.

The car that Yan Jue drove out today was not in the parking lot, the lights in the living room were also turned off, and the heat preservation dishes in the kitchen were not moved.

Have you come back so late?

Qingyan put away the note for Yan Jue, put the food in a fresh-keeping box and put it in the refrigerator, then returned to the room tired, took a shower and fell asleep.

The next day, before dawn, Qingyan changed into her sportswear and prepared to go out for a morning run.

Because this body has never exercised, it is in poor condition in all aspects, and it will be sore if you practice casually.

Dancing is a physical activity, and you must have a strong body to support it, so that you can perfectly perform the dance you want in your heart.

As soon as Qingyan walked into the living room, she saw Yan Jue's coat thrown on the sofa.

He is back?

Qingyan, who was about to go out, turned into the kitchen, put the soybeans soaked last night into the soymilk machine, and then quickly made the noodles aside to wake up, and then went out.

Yan Jue walked down the stairs while talking on the phone.

The scent in the air made Yan Jue frowned slightly, and then he remembered the agreement he made with Su Qingyan yesterday.

Originally, he just said it casually, and he expected that Su Qingyan would definitely not be able to do it, but he didn't expect that Su Qingyan could actually abide by the agreement.

Qingyan heard the footsteps, curiously stretched out his head to look at the stairs, and quickly shrank back.

When Yan Jue came to the door, Qingyan quickly rushed over with two packing boxes, "My lord, this is the soybean milk and fried dough sticks I ground this morning, plus two steamed buns for breakfast."

"This box is lunch, and you can eat it when you heat it up in the company's microwave."

Yan Jue looked down at the two packing boxes that Su Qingyan handed over.

Even though the box has been sealed and packed in an insulated bag, you can still faintly smell the tempting fragrance.

"Thank you."

Yan Jue took the packing box, and then said: "Next time when you come back from exercise, change your clothes before cooking." To avoid catching a cold.

Qingyan was afraid that Yan Jue would not have breakfast when he woke up, so he didn't even change his clothes after exercising, and went into the kitchen wearing sweaty clothes.

At this time, the clothes can still see a large trace of sweat.

Yan Jue left, lightly raised his hand to smell it.

"Although sweating, it doesn't smell bad. Does he have to be so disgusted?"

He said it didn't matter, went upstairs to take a shower, changed into dry clothes, and then went downstairs to eat breakfast in a leisurely manner.

Then, she packed the dinner that Yan Jue hadn't touched yesterday, and prepared to take it to the dance studio for lunch.

Now that the economy is tight, we can save money if we can.

On the way, Qingyan bought a newspaper.

The entertainment section didn't have any interesting content, but the financial section surprised Qingyan.

Yan Jue bought several properties under her name at once?

In her previous life, although Song Mingxun was responsible for managing her property, she also knew that these shops had been in a state of loss, and there was no room for development.

Yan Jue is a very shrewd businessman, how could he buy these properties blindly?
It can't be that Yan Jue is her hidden fan, so after she dies, those who are so perverted that they can't get her will get her things, right?
　Yan Jue: I even want to preserve your corpse.

　　Qingyan: It's so perverted, I like it so much!

　　Yan Jue: The recommendation ticket is very powerful, I will collect it with you.

　　Lightly said: I voted for seven, quickly bookmark me!

　　


(End of this chapter)