The Three Years When I Was Forced To Wear Women’s Clothing On Campus

Lin Jianlu: "..."

Is it a transvestite? Lin Jianlu has reservations about this question.

He said: "After watching the excitement, let's go."

"Oh? 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.

But Lin Jianlu looked at him strangely and said, "No, I have an appointment tonight..."

Before the voice fell, it was overwhelmed by the shocking sound effects of the video game city—

"The second game of the Street Dance King Sea Election has officially started!"

In a small venue, a temporary stage was set up in front of the four dancing machines, and the host stood on the stage. Because it was an audition, there was no need for any preparation, and the list of the first group of competitions was directly announced.

Coincidentally, Yan Han is on the list of the first group.

Hearing this name, Lin Jianlu hesitated for a moment, but stopped.

The four dancing machines are naturally a group of four people. The first round of the audition adopts a four-in-two-elimination system. The rules are very simple. Each group of four people will compete, eliminate two and leave two, which is simple and rude. The game is determined to win or lose.

The order is randomly selected among all registered players. This rule has limitations and is relatively unfair. It may happen that the group of opponents assigned to the group is too strong and the players who are not poor in ability may be eliminated. , But what does that sentence say, luck is also a kind of strength.

Suddenly hearing Yan Han's name, Wen Juerong became nervous and wanted to cheer him up.

Unexpectedly, Yan Han had already stood on a dancing machine indifferently, moving his limbs and shoulders.

Yan Han actually didn't have any expectations, but maybe it was such a desirelessness that made him behave naturally while relaxing.

When the music is played, for the sake of fairness, the four dance machines choose the same track and difficulty, and they are also randomly selected. Considering that the tracks selected by the audition organizer are not difficult, so when the cheerful notes slide across the screen At that time, Yan Han stepped on the corresponding key position just right.

He found that this was not as difficult as he imagined.

Because physical fitness is inherently good, his reaction is also different from that of ordinary people.

Many times the brain did not react, and the feet and hands had already touched the corresponding keys following the rhythm and the prompts on the screen.

After a prelude, Yan Han has become a little accustomed to this rhythm, and his mentality is more relaxed.

When the climax comes, he even has the energy to optimize the action. After all, the competition has a weight. The dance machine score accounts for 80%, and the remaining 20% ​​is determined by the judges.

The scoring is based on the coordination and grace of the contestants' limbs.

Up, down, down, left, right, right, left, left, up, down, down.

At the time of the climax, Yan Han completely mastered the skills of the dancing machine. Only then did he believe Xiao Wu's words. He hadn't played it before, and he didn't know that he could play this thing so well.

Tiao Tiao gradually felt like jumping out of it. Yan Han acted quite casually and self-consciously on the dancing machine.

A pair of slender and straight legs sometimes stretched and sometimes bends. Yan Han's movements are fierce at this time, wide open and full of vigor and wildness.

Just like the coolest street dance, but also like the most unrestrained folk dance. However, his body is soft and charming, and his pedaling and arm movements have their own amorous feelings, like the colorful clouds dyed by the setting sun, fiery and soft, and gorgeously red.

With his movements, his short, dark hair flew freely in the air, sometimes exposing a face that was astonishing to the public, and in coordination with his movements, it seemed to be the most rigid and at the same time the most flexible existence in the world.

No one knows how he combined this kind of rigidity and softness, but he did it in a partial way.

The noise in the video game city and other participants on the dancing machine seemed to have become the background board, and people unconsciously turned their eyes on Yan Han.

"I'm going. It's the first time I've seen such a...professional person playing a dance machine."

"...Obviously there is no expression, but he is so handsome!"

"Who said that there is no expression, it is a confident expression, this must be a great god! If anyone can stay at the opening, I will bet him!"

When others were discussing, Wen Juerong naturally did not let go of this opportunity-taking pictures of his Yan brother at 270 degrees without dead ends.

Hey, this group of photos is absolutely compelling to put on the anonymous forum, and his brother Yan can also use his own office! By then, as Yan Ge's fan, he will be beautiful. Who can get this kind of first-hand resources like him? !

Tou Fan'er couldn't help but smirk in his heart while taking crazy pictures.

At the end of the climax, Yan Han put on a final pose while steadily stepping on the keys.

The audience immediately remembered a burst of exclamation.

"My goodness, where did this fairy brother come from, so handsome! So handsome!"

"Who said it is a little brother, I think this is a little sister, look at her, she looks so good!"

Because it is so beautiful that it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, even the judges below couldn't help but pass on Yan Han's registration form to see if he was male or female.

Unfortunately, in order to save time, only half of the audition tracks are available.

After finishing the pose, standing 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 feeling very tired.

He would never pant if he simply jumped on the dance machine.

Just jumped for more than a minute, and had to step on a good point and maintain a graceful posture and smooth movements, showing the judges and teachers a three-hundred-sixty degree illusion of beauty without dead ends, almost not exhausting him!

"Hey, brother Yan, you are so handsome!" Wen Juerong squeezed the crowd with a face of a idiot boy, squeezed to Yan Han's side, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, "Brother Yan, quickly wipe. Wiping sweat, it's hard work!"

Yan Han: "..."

As soon as he threw himself on the dancing machine, he actually didn't know what was going on.

I don't understand why many people are surrounding him.

Fortunately, the score of the dancing machine came out quickly, and Yan Han was a little nervous seeing the score on the screen of 93 points.

This song is not difficult, the rhythm is also very slow, it can even be said to be too simple.

But even though he didn't fall a single note, there were a few who didn't achieve super perfection because of the wrong timing, and only got average or not bad. That's why he got such a score.

In Yan Han's view, this kind of problem can actually be avoided, and he is still not skilled enough.

Because of this, in his mind, other people's scores are likely to be higher than him.

This is why he paid more attention to the sensory effects brought by temperament and coordination of hands and feet.

However, although only scored 93 points, the result was unexpected.

He still successfully advanced to the competition.

"Brother Yan! Congratulations!"

Wen Juerong looked happier than him.

"Thank you." Yan Han was still very happy when he came down without the first round to show that he was one step closer to the bonus.

He stretched out his long arms and grabbed Wen Juerong's neck and said, "Go, brother, invite you to drink juice."

"Brother Delie." Wen Juerong has become accustomed to Yan Han joking with him like this. He twisted his sturdy body and followed Yan Han with a grin. You have to buy me milk tea!"

Even if things are over today, the semi-finals will not start until the audition is over, which means that even if he can earn the bonus money, he will not get it for a while.

But it doesn't matter, Yan Han has no big ambitions now, he still has some living expenses in his hands, as long as he can earn tuition and living expenses before the next semester.

Yan Han leaves, the audition competition has to continue.

It's just that the number of onlookers in the past few games has not changed, but some have gone.

The opening jump is too beautiful, and then I look at the other players without being so excited.

"Let's go too." Lin Jianlu said.

"Oh." Su Linpei said, "Boss, are you going to talk about 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 going to meet with a client.

"Then go together." Lin Jianlu said.

Yan Han, who just danced on it, was all in his head.

He always feels that the person on the dancing machine is not the same person he usually sees in school.

…It should be more than just the change in clothing.

Think about it this way, it's even more interesting.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Jianlu was asked by the client to meet in the bar.

The bar is a slow-shaking bar opened by the customer. It is relatively formal, and minors could not go there.

But I couldn't stand it because the boss personally invited Lin Jianlu over to play.

I decided to meet here at this time because the client had a personal relationship with Lin Jianlu, and wanted to invite him to have fun.

Lin Jianlu, who had changed into his school uniform, had a calm expression on his face, and his temperament was outstanding. When he entered the door, people would only look at him secretly, and no one would think about becoming an adult.

On the contrary, Su Linpei, who was next to him, had a very tender face, which attracted the attention of some people.

"What do you want, sir?" The two entered the private room, but the customer hadn't arrived yet.

Su Linpei's grilled menu looked around and put his finger on a glass of light blue cocktail. Just when he wanted to ask for this, Lin Jianlu said, "Juice."

"..."

"Okay, sir, what kind of juice do you want? We now have orange juice, strawberry blueberry juice, apple carrot..."

"Whatever." Lin Jianlu said.

"Then give me an apple and carrot." Su Linpei was crying.