Episode 20

When Chu Yingcheng's personal dance teacher saw Yue Jun, he was all dumbfounded.

——No, Chu Yingcheng's skills need to be improved. Why does Yue Jun join in!

——If he is training, shouldn't he find the senior choreographers in those concerts?

But Yue Jun seemed to have no opinion on who was the teacher. To put it to the extreme, he seemed to be a pure sparring partner, and he said to the teacher as soon as he came: "Give your class according to the progress of Chu Yingcheng as the main. Don't worry about me."

The dance teacher looked at Chu Yingcheng subconsciously.

Chu Yingcheng didn't know what to say. He just described his extra training in the car, and often he would suddenly stop to correct instead of finishing the whole part. In a sense, it was like a weird "woodman" game, but he didn't know if Yue Jun understands this situation.

Now that this matter was brought up again, Chu Yingcheng had to scratch his head: "Uh, brother, anyway, you can do whatever you want. You can dance or rest. It depends on you. But don't laugh at me."

"Don't worry about that. I won't laugh at you either." Yue Jun said so, still standing in his own position, looking like he was about to dance with them.

The dance teacher saw that Chu Yingcheng signaled to continue, as usual, so he turned on the music and decided to continue as usual.

Yue Jun quickly realized what Chu Yingcheng's so-called "wooden man" is.

The teacher asked Chu Yingcheng to dance along with the video first. Then the second time began. And almost every eight beats, there was a pause with the sound of "No, Cheng". At first, Yue Jun wanted to be a model for him but gradually became a co-director.

For example, when Chu Yingcheng's hands were not in the right place, the teacher was still nearby to show him, and Yue Jun grabbed his hand directly and dashed along the route: "Walk this way, stop here, pause when you turn your palms, be stronger, understand?"

Chu Yingcheng was a little uncomfortable with this kind of intimate contact, but Yue Jun's help was really useful. Chu Yingcheng fully understood the transition of the action: "Hmm, I understand!"

For another example, when Chu Yingcheng's positioning movements were a bit strange, the teacher was still saying, "Cheng, your foot is like that..." Yue Jun stepped forward, stretched his foot, and kicked from the inside of Chu Yingcheng's foot.

Chu Yingcheng was startled: "Brother?!"

Yue Jun: "You are still very stable. Open your feet."

Chu Yingcheng: "Oh oh..."

The teacher habitually instructs Chu Yingcheng on what he should do in the part that he should "show off". For example, where to put his hands, how to twist his waist, and where to look from your eyes. However, Yue Jun said: "No need to do anything. Su Yumin and I will stick to you in this action, so you will look sideways at the camera and be yourself."

Chu Yingcheng was still confused: "Be yourself? Which part?"

Yue Jun: "Breathing."

Chu Yingcheng: "???"

To illustrate this point, Yue Jun even stood directly opposite Chu Yingcheng, close to the toes of their shoes. Yue Jun reminded him in a low voice: "Look in the mirror."

Chu Yingcheng subconsciously tilted his head to look in the mirror and found that the two figures in the mirror were almost touching. The distance between their chests and abdomens is only ten centimeters, and the heat caused by the movement of both sides almost surrounds the other side.

Chu Yingcheng was afraid that the bad taste in his body would make Yue Jun uncomfortable, so he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but Yue Jun stretched out his hand and took him back: "Don't move."

Chu Yingcheng froze immediately.

He was dancing vigorously just now, and there was still a load on his body, and only his gasps were left in the entire dance room for a while. Yue Jun clasped his back and pinched his chin to show him in the mirror.

What Chu Yingcheng saw was himself, as well as Yue Jun's face... which is the same as his brother.

At this moment, Chu Yingcheng seemed to be caught in a mysterious thought. He obviously should feel that this face is very familiar, but even if he and his brother before would only stick to each other so intimately except when they were young. After they grow up, although they are still intimate, physical contact is rare.

What's more, afterward, Chu Yingcheng ran to the frontier, and he hadn't seen his brother in four years.

Thinking of this, Chu Yingcheng couldn't help but stare at the two people in the mirror. These two faces are familiar, but the distance between them and the way of getting along are completely unfamiliar.

For some reason, Chu Yingcheng realized inexplicably that he should deeply remember the image of this moment.

"Oh, that’s it!"

The teacher's voice suddenly broke this wonderful and quiet atmosphere: "Cheng, you must be sweating profusely by then. Looking at the camera and panting, and you will be very sexy. Just like now!"

Chu Yingcheng suddenly returned to his senses and felt quite confused: panting equals sexiness???

The teacher also reminds him: "At that time, you will not be burdened. If you are more relaxed than you are now, you still have to breathe like this... No, it will be heavier. Like you just escaping with bare life, your chest will rise and fall drastically, understand?

Chu Yingcheng seemed to understand a little: "Yeah."

"Okay, that's it."

Following the teacher's words, Yue Jun let go of Chu Yingcheng: "Su Yumin and I will be closer than we were just now. You have to be more comfortable and don't hide from us."

Chu Yingcheng coughed lightly: "Okay..."

"Then those so-called sexy actions, you don't have to think too much." Yue Jun whispered again, "Be yourself first, show what you want to show, what you naturally have, and don't care about what he deliberately taught you."

His words were a bit conceptual, and one might not understand it except Chu Yingcheng who seemed to catch on and nodded.

"Okay." Yue Jun didn't want to take this matter too seriously, making Chu Yingcheng nervous. He patted Chu Yingcheng: "Go on."

Chu Yingcheng glanced at the time: "Brother, it's almost twelve o'clock, won't you go back to rest?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Go on."

Yue Jun dropped this sentence, walked away a bit, and gave a sign to the teacher to continue.

The teacher seemed to have become Yue Jun's assistant. There was no doubt, and he immediately moved to the next process.

As a result, Yue Jun and Chu Yingcheng had a class together this day. When they walked out of the dance studio, it was already half past zero.

Yue Jun came to accompany him, and of course, Chu Yingcheng wanted to send him off using the car driven by Zuozuo. Chu Yingcheng thought of the gift Yue Jun had given him, and curiously pulled it from the co-pilot to himself, and looked at the packing box: "What's in it, brother?"

Yue Jun calmly replied: "You will know after you open it."

"Ah? Is it okay?" Chu Yingcheng said, "This is not a formal occasion. Just sing your gift list on the spot?"

"What?" Yue Jun felt that he didn't understand what he was saying, and simply ignored it, "It's nothing, just open it."

After he said so, Chu Yingcheng did so, opening the box enthusiastically. Zuozuo cleverly turned on the light in the back seat for him, so Chu Yingcheng directly saw the contents of the box.

——Pen, ink, and paper, but no inkstone.

Chu Yingcheng was stunned for a moment, reached out his hand to touch the tip of the brush, and stroked the white paper with his fingers, and immediately realized that this set of things was not cheap.

"Brother, is this...expensive?"

Yue Jun's expression remained the same: "That's it? Not at all."

Chu Yingcheng didn't know how much these things cost, or whether they were expensive for Yue Jun, so he had to say, "But It didn't need money for what I give you..."

"It's very precious." Yue Jun said, "Instead, what I gave you is nothing."

"Uh..." Chu Yingcheng didn't know what to say, so he touched the brush with some care, "Then, thank you, brother."

"You have already thanked me. Don't keep saying that." Yue Jun said again, "The inkstone is still being produced, so I'll give it to you later."

Chu Yingcheng was shocked: "I have to make inkstone! No need..."

"It's not expensive. It's just not in stock." Yue Jun replied lightly, "By the way, do you have a seal? Do you want to engrave it on the bottom of the inkstone?"

"There is no seal." Chu Yingcheng was at a loss, "Do I still need a seal now?"

"Yes." Yue Jun asked, "Do you have a secondary personal name..."

Zuozuo drove the car in front of them. The more he listens, the more confused he is. What are they talking about? Is this what idols should talk about? Talking about pen, ink, paper, inkstone, seals, and words? Then, what is a " secondary personal name "?

However, one of these two dared to ask and the other dared to answer. Chu Yingcheng said, "Yes."

This body may not have that, but Chu Yingcheng has it. At that time, everyone called each other's secondary personal names, and the formal names were used less. How could he not have the secondary personal name?

Yue Jun asked: "What is it?"

Chu Yingcheng: "...Zhong Qing."

"Puff!" Zuozuo couldn't help but happily say, "Chongqing??? Why don't you call Chengdu?"

"The ‘qing’ is of jade chime and stone chime!” Chu Yingcheng knew there would be such a reaction, “it is the heavy sound of jade and stone instruments!”

Of course, there are more extended meanings behind this, but Chu Yingcheng only gave a superficial meaning. After Zuozuo laughed enough, he finally remembered a complicated homophone: "Ah, it's too hard to write?"

"No. I see. It’s a good word and has good meaning." Yue Jun said, "What pattern do you like?"

"Pardon?"

"Ordinary accessories in the study, or embroidered patterns on clothes, jade pendants, etc."

"It's okay." Chu Yingcheng thought for a while, "Do most people like the four gentlemen plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum? Or the cranes and bats that prolong life, but I think it's not bad to be more gorgeous. Isn't it too vulgar?"

Yue Jun asked: "Don't you like dragons and phoenix?"

Chu Yingcheng shook his head straight: "Yes, I like them!"

It used to be a felony to wear dragons and phoenixes casually. Even Chu Yingcheng's status as the prince, the number of dragons on the robe and the fingers of the dragon's claws are also limited, so he can't mess around.

Moreover, when Chu Yingcheng was still in the imperial capital, he was used to projecting out the image of the macaroni. As a result, he was always used to put bright and beautiful patterns on him, such as prosperous peonies, butterflies and flowers, colorful clouds, etc., and found these lively.

Yue Jun understood: "Do you like peonies? Peony carvings and embroideries are beautiful and not vulgar."

Chu Yingcheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Yeah."

Yue Jun: "I see."

Chu Yingcheng: What do you know???

However, Yue Jun didn't start this topic anymore, because his home was here.

Chu Yingcheng watched him go down in the car, and lowered the window to wave to Yue Jun: "Goodbye, good night!"

Yue Jun was about to walk away. He turned around, walked to the side of the car, and supported the roof of the car with one hand, looking down at the young man in the car: "Good night, Zhong Qing."

Chu Yingcheng: "..."

Zuozuo: "Puff."

No, how does it feel that Yue Jun reads out the blog on the Internet, like "Goodnight, a XX city".

Good night, Chongqing! Hahaha!

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