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To make the performance go more smoothly, Zhou Ye even took out his phone and showed Wang Zi'an the video she had downloaded.

It also features a song and dance performance by the two.

However, the two actors in the video acted so much like a couple, their eyes sparkling with affection when they looked at each other.

"I can't do that!" Wang Zian said, pointing to the flashing eyes on the screen.

Zhou Ye thought he had expected this, "It's okay, I was prepared!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

She reached into her down jacket pocket, pulled out a small plastic bottle, and proudly waved it in front of him.

"After using these eye drops, your eyes will look bright for twenty minutes; it's like—" She paused, her voice suddenly softening, "...like looking at your lover!"

She shoved the eye drops into Wang Zi'an's hand, then quickly pulled her hand back. "This is a magic weapon for art exams recommended by our teacher."

Wang Zian took the small bottle and turned it over to look at the label.

One can't help but admire him.

In my country's exam-oriented education system, there are techniques involved in every aspect of exams.

Even eye contact can be simulated with a potion.

"What will you do during the exam?" He handed the eye drops back to her.

"I just put in two drops before going on stage!" Zhou Ye carefully put the eye drops back in his pocket and patted it. "Anyway, all three rounds are done in one group, so the effective time is enough!"

"Awesome!" Wang Zian couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

After a brief exchange and study of the video, Wang Zian quickly grasped what he needed to do.

However, he refused to use eye drops; he didn't need any eye acting.

Zhou Ye didn't force him, as long as he showed some emotion and didn't just stand still like before.

After several rehearsals, the two gradually improved their teamwork.

The initial awkward and embarrassing moments were gradually smoothed out through repeated exposure.

At least Wang Zian knew when to reach out and when to make eye contact with Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye's dance is no longer soft and weak.

Once she stopped deliberately avoiding his gaze, she opened up completely.

Her arms regained their strength, the arc extending from her fingertips became clear and graceful again, and her spinning steps became light and steady once more.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, making her white practice clothes shimmer slightly, and her shadow was stretched long on the floor, dancing gracefully with her movements.

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Once we were on the road, time flew by.

"What a beautiful jasmine flower"

Fragrant and beautiful branches full of branches

It smells good and is white, everyone praises it.

Let me pluck you down

Give it to someone else...

As the song slowly came to an end, Zhou Ye slowly squatted down on the last note, hugging his shoulders with both hands.

Her head was slightly lowered, and her ponytail slipped down from her ears, obscuring her face.

She held that pose for about three seconds; not long, but just enough to allow the emotions of the entire dance to settle in the quiet classroom.

Then she loosened her grip on herself, raised her head, her chest still rising and falling slightly.

Wang Zian stood in front of her, looking down at her.

He truly hadn't expected that this petite girl, who sang nursery rhymes off-key in the re-examination room, would dance so beautifully.

It's not that the moves are difficult, it's that they look good.

Like a jasmine flower that has just opened in the morning and has been awakened by the wind, unfolding its first petal.

Her figure was graceful and lithe, like a dragon in flight, her steps light and her dance beautiful.

Great.

After finishing the jump, Zhou Ye stood up, his chest heaving as he breathed heavily; sweat streamed down his flushed cheeks.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Wang Zian didn't know what else to say, so he could only say this.

"It's alright!" Zhou Ye stood up and wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand.

Her face was flushed, like an apple that had been washed with hot water.

"How are you? Is your throat alright?"

"What's wrong with that? The music is playing from the phones behind us, I just need to follow along with the movements!" Wang Zian waved his hand.

Zhou Ye looked at him; a bead of sweat clung to her eyelashes, which she blinked away.

Then her lips moved: "Are you really not prepared to try a third time?"

He shook his head.

"It's okay, just focus on getting ready!"

Zhou Ye paused for a second, then lowered his head, picked up his down jacket from the ground, and put it on.

She pulled the zipper up to her chest, her fingers hovering over the zipper pull, without pulling it any further up.

Then she glanced at the time on her phone: "Let's go eat. The time to rent the classroom is almost up."

"Okay!"

Wang Zian followed Zhou Ye through the corridor to the management office on the first floor of the teaching building and returned the classroom key.

As I stepped out of the teaching building, the cold wind outside hit me like a bucket of cold water.

The two people who had just come out of the air-conditioned room shivered simultaneously from the gust of cold wind.

Zhou Ye instinctively pulled his down jacket collar tighter, shrinking himself inside the oversized jacket. "Wow! It's so cold outside!"

Wang Zian nodded. "The air conditioning in the classroom was a bit too strong just now!"

"Let's go quickly!"

Zhou Ye hunched his shoulders and jogged to the school gate, looking around to hail a taxi.

The road in front of the school was deserted, with only a few taxis parked across the street waiting for passengers. She was about to take out her phone to call a ride-hailing service.

"My sister is busy, let's take a taxi!"

"No need, come with me!"

Zhou Ye's hand holding the phone froze in mid-air as he looked at Wang Zi'an with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Ye put his phone away and followed Wang Zi'an.

Wang Zian led her into the parking lot hidden between two old buildings.

He took his car keys out of his pocket and pressed a button.

A black Audi in front of Zhou Ye flashed its lights once, and its taillights flashed twice, making it particularly conspicuous in the quiet parking lot.

"You have a car?" Zhou Ye's eyes widened; her gaze jumped from the car to Wang Zi'an's face, then back to the car, skipping back and forth twice.

"Didn't you say yesterday you were from Los Angeles? Did you drive here to take the art exam?"

"This car belongs to a relative; I'm just borrowing it for a bit! I'll be staying with him for the next few days!"

"Ah~!" Zhou Ye said somewhat embarrassedly, "Did I interrupt your important business?"

"It's okay, I'm all done!"

Wang Zian opened the car door, placed his hand on the roof, looked back at her, and said, "Get in."

This time, the car isn't the one with the Beijing A license plate; the Beijing A plate is just too conspicuous.

Zhou Ye stood still, the wind blowing her wisps of hair across her forehead.

She opened the car door and got into the passenger seat.

As soon as she entered, her eyes darted around.

Everything inside this car is brand new!

"A new car!"

"Hmm~!" Wang Zian fastened his seatbelt. "He said he just bought it a while ago. I'll be here for a while, so he let me drive first."

Do you have a driver's license?

"Don't worry, I took the exam during winter break!" Wang Zian said with a smile, "I'm an experienced driver, I won't sell you out!"

Prince An made a joke, which made the atmosphere more relaxed.

Zhou Ye curled his lip. "Tch! Bullshit! You dare sell me out!"

"Watch out, or I'll bite you!"

As he spoke, he even made a show of baring his teeth and brandishing his claws at Prince An.

But she couldn't hide the smile on her face, like a cat pretending to be fierce.

"Hahaha~! Okay, buckle your seatbelts~!" Wang Zian laughed and shook his head, started the car, turned the steering wheel half a turn, and the car slowly drove out of the parking space. "Where to?"

"Let's go to Dian Dou De!"

Zhou Ye obediently fastened his seatbelt, adjusted the seat back a little, and found a comfortable position.

"I'll treat you to authentic dim sum from Guangdong and Guangxi; their shrimp dumplings have thin wrappers and generous fillings, each containing a whole large shrimp; their steamed chicken feet are tender and flavorful, and they also have red rice rolls, honey-glazed barbecued pork buns, and Liwan boat congee~~"

As he was talking, Zhou Ye's stomach started growling.

The sound was very loud inside the privacy-focused Audi A6.

Zhou Ye stopped speaking abruptly, his face flushing red again.

"You're hungry too! I'm hungry too! Let's go!" Wang Zian said in a very natural tone, without any smile.

His eyes were fixed intently on the road ahead, as if nothing had just happened.

Zhou Ye had shrunk into the oversized down jacket, pulling the collar up to her nose, leaving only her eyes showing.

Those almond-shaped eyes appeared exceptionally large under the cover of the hat and collar, filled with the embarrassment of "How embarrassing, how embarrassing."

Wang Zian lightly pressed the accelerator, and the car drove out of the parking lot and slowly onto the main road.

The roads in BJ were bustling with traffic at midday, and the sunlight streamed through the car windows, warming both of them.

He held the steering wheel with his right hand, rested his left hand on the window frame, and kept his eyes steadily on the road ahead.

Zhou Ye huddled in the passenger seat, slowly unzipped his jacket from the tip of his nose down to reveal his entire face, and then couldn't help but smile.