Fu Yanghe was really glad that he reacted quickly and had excellent acting skills. He immediately pretended to be sleepy and turned his head, then stretched his head and sat up.

"Good morning." Ban Juegongbu said, his voice still had the hoarseness of the morning, and he sounded particularly sexy.

"Good morning," Fu Yanghe rubbed his hair, squinted his eyes and looked at Banjuegongbu, "It's rare to wake up in the morning and see you in bed."

Banjuegongbu also sat up and asked, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

Fu Yanghe nodded, then smiled and said, "Mao Qing's girlfriend slept very well as soon as she left, hahahaha."

"His girlfriend left?"

Fu Yanghe nodded: "I heard that there was a quarrel, so his girlfriend left."

"I said why did Teacher Mao look wrong last night?" Banjuegongbu said and looked at Fu Yanghe, "But they fought until midnight the night before yesterday, why did they start arguing?"

"The night before yesterday..." Fu Yanghe suddenly remembered that he slept peacefully the night before yesterday and was not alarmed by the sound next door. "Did they have a lot of movement the night before yesterday?"

Banjuegongbu said: "Well, the noise is very loud, which made me sleep for a while at dawn... You slept well and were not affected."

Fu Yanghe looked at Banjue Gongbu and thought it was really difficult for him. The young man in his early twenties who was full of energy and blood all night had probably not felt good about the erotic palace. He was also glad that he slept to death, otherwise he would feel embarrassed if he thought about it. Banjue Gongbu was a little itchy when he saw it, and he felt that Fu Yanghe, who had messy hair just now, was very painful.

Fu Yanghe felt that Banjue Gongbu's eyes were too straightforward and did not hide it. He originally wanted to look back directly and see if Banjue Gongbu would be embarrassed. However, after a few seconds of watching, he was defeated and climbed down from the bed to the bathroom. When he was brushing his teeth, he suddenly heard the knocking sound outside. He thought that Banjue Gongbu was outside, so he didn't care. Who knew that after a while, he heard someone knocking on the door. It was Xiao Tang's voice and shouted: "Teacher Fu?"

Fu Yanghe opened the bathroom door and looked at it. Seeing that Ban Juegongbu was still sitting on the bed. Ban Juegongbu looked at him, he quickly got out of the bed wrapped in a quilt and went over to open the door. Fu Yanghe felt strange in his heart. He was not naked, and why was he doing a quilt on his lower body when he opened the door? Thinking of this, his mind suddenly lit up and his heart thumped.

He also came over to the young man. Sometimes it is inevitable that it will be inconvenient for young men to wake up in the morning, especially in their early twenties, which is the strongest time. Sometimes it takes a long time to wake up before getting out of bed. He smiled secretly with his toothbrush in his arms, and saw Ban Jue Gongbu come back wrapped in a quilt, followed by Xiao Tang, and stared at Ban Jue Gongbu's back.

"Look for me?" he asked.

Xiao Tang came to his senses and handed him the phone: "Director Zhang just called... Why are you getting up so late?"

Fu Yanghe took the phone and replied to Zhang Hongliang. It turned out that Zhang Hongliang was coming next week.

After talking on the phone, he remembered the new movie released by Zhang Hongliang and asked Xiao Tang: "How is Director Zhang's new movie box office? Is it a big hit?"

Xiao Tang shook his head and said, "The box office is not good, I lost three consecutive times."

Fu Yanghe said: "Fortunately I didn't ask just now, and I was talking to you. Suddenly I thought it would be embarrassing if the box office was not good."

For a big director like Zhang Hongliang, three consecutive shots are indeed a terrible thing. In fact, his talent is there. The so-called lean camel is bigger than a horse. It is hard to see the movies. There is also ideological connotation. But now the audience's taste is too strange. Whether the box office or not is not necessarily related to the quality. Sometimes the quality will be good, and sometimes the quality will be good, which is very elusive.

Therefore, Fu Yanghe was more cautious about "Flowers, Snow and Moons". He thought that when he was in the beginning, he had to understand the audience's tastes. He could not ask Ban Jue Gongbu to pay.

After he finished washing up, Banjue Gongbu went to the bathroom. Xiao Tang had already gone back. Fu Yanghe took advantage of Banjue Gongbu's washing in the bathroom and quickly took off his pajamas, squatted on the ground and took out his clothes from his bag and put them on the bed. Banjue Gongbu was brushing his teeth, and wanted to ask Fu Yanghe if there was any other place to visit. If not, he would determine the time to go back so that the driver could drive over to pick him up. As a result, as soon as the person arrived at the door of the bathroom, before he could open the door, he saw the white and white Fu Yanghe through the crack of the door, with a thin waist and buttocks raised, and his figure was evenly shaped and upright. It was so springy. The words had already reached the mouth and swallowed again. He forgot to brush his teeth, and stood there blankly with a toothbrush in his arms, watching Fu Yanghe put on one piece of clothes.

Looking at Fu Yanghe's body during the day, it was probably because of the sufficient light. It looked whiter, thinner but not hard, strong and flexible, and very fleshy. Ban Jue Gongbu was so passionate about watching it that he stayed in the bathroom for a long time before he dared to come out.

Fu Yanghe was already dressed neatly. Seeing that Banjue Gongbu's wheat-colored face had a little flushing, showing a look of confusion, he asked, "I'll pack up when we leave."

"Let's have breakfast." Ban Juegongbu felt his voice a little hoarse, and felt a little guilty, so he glanced at Fu Yanghe more.

Fu Yanghe looked open and said, "Then I'll tell them and ask them to pack their luggage."

The three-day public holiday has ended, and there are obviously fewer people on the horse racing mountain. The stages built on the square have also been demolished, but the vendors on the street outside the hotel are still there. It is said that according to the old tradition, the mountain transfer meeting will last about a month. Three days are just a legal holiday in Jiusu County. Local Tibetans will continue to celebrate this festival in the horse racing mountain. When everyone has packed up and had breakfast, they will return to the factory from the horse racing. The dance studio has been renovated, and Fu Yanghe can't wait to see it. Zhang Yue said: "You can jump around when your feet are ready, and look at the uncomfortable people with limp."

"Teacher Zhang is right. Just rest for two days and keep it for two days." Ban Juegongbu said.

Fu Yanghe lay in bed for a day, and had nothing to do except work, so he took the book Xiao Tang gave him. Xiao Tang said with a smile: "I finally have time to read it. I have recommended it to you for more than a year."

"It turns out that I really don't have time. I've only had more time here. I knew that the Internet and other things here couldn't keep up, so I brought this book."

"Does it look good?"

Fu Yanghe nodded: "I've just read the first few chapters."

"Isn't it very touching?"

Fu Yanghe said: "I guessed it early in the morning. The book you recommended is also called "Fan Sheng". Once I guess, I will know that there will be no shortage of materials in it."

"The little bit of love and desire in his youth campus is written in a very real way. Any instinct that is written in his bones is dirty and innocent."

Dirty and innocent. Fu Yanghe thought Xiao Tang had summarized it well: "Is it always so sweet after that? Or will it be abusive?"

"The most fear of spoilers when reading novels, you can read them yourself."

People who are engaged in art are more and more sensitive than ordinary people. Fu Yanghe was touched by a passage when he read it. He felt very moved, his eyes were wet, thinking that love is really so moving? It is sweet and sour, which makes him want to talk too.

When he thought of falling in love, the first thing that came to his mind was Banjue Gongbu's face. He thought that Banjue Gongbu probably liked him too. But he had never been in love, and he didn't know what love was like, and the other party had never said anything. He was afraid that he was thinking too much.

Huang Jingchen and the others went to the dance studio to practice dancing. In the evening, Zhang Yue came to his room to find him. Fu Yanghe didn't want to stay with him alone, so he said, "Let's go and see how their dance arrangements are."

When he arrived at the dance classroom, Zhang Yue found that in addition to Huang Jingchen and others, there was another young man inside. He was obviously a Tibetan, and he was dark and fierce. Fu Yanghe introduced him, "His name is Monctonzhu, and I recruited it for Xiwen."

Zhang Yue knew Fu Yanghe's accomplishments in dance and believed that his vision was not bad. He couldn't help but look at him twice. Seeing that they came in, the people in the dance studio stopped to say hello to them. Fu Yanghe introduced Zhang Yue and Menge to each other.

"Before I went to the mountain rushing party, I listened to you the opening song composed by Teacher Zhang and let you freely play and write a paragraph to try. How are you all preparing? Why don't you dance one by one for me and Teacher Zhang to see?"

As the opening dance, the difficulty lies in the dispatch of the extras. The dance is not difficult, so they are all ready. One by one, Monk's preparation is relatively rapid, which is the simplest. Xiao Yang, Huang Jingchen, and Sun Lei are equally matched. Zhao Xiaojun's composition is extremely complicated and the movements are relatively difficult. He obviously realized this. When he finished the dance, he was full of energy, obviously waiting for Fu Yanghe to praise him.

As a result, Fu Yanghe just smiled and slapped his hands symbolically. Zhang Yue applauded hard and said, "This is good."

Fu Yanghe still laughed, not saying anything.

Zhao Xiaojun felt a little unhappy and even felt a little aggrieved. In order to make this dance, he practiced alone in the room for a long time during the mountain rushing party, just to stand out and win Fu Yanghe's praise. As a result, Fu Yanghe's appearance was so painful and itchy.

Fu Yanghe asked them to choreograph, but in fact he just wanted them to accumulate some experience. This time he came out to bring them a few, asking them to help them, and it was secondly. The main thing was to take them to take them and let them increase their experience and experience. After watching the dance, he and Zhang Yue came out of the dance studio. Zhang Yue said as he walked: "I see that Zhao Xiaojun has been looking at you just now, as if waiting for you to praise you. I have a lot of contact with them. He is the one with the most inferiority complex among them, so he is also very competitive. You are famously soft-hearted, so you didn't praise him a few more?"

Fu Yanghe said: "He has been jumping well all the time, but he has gone a little off."

Dancing is like fighting. Those who don’t want to be generals are not good soldiers, and those who don’t want to be outstanding cannot become good dancers. It’s just that they are too competitive. Sometimes they succeed because of it and failure because of it.

Maybe it was a bit far away when I got back, but my toes started to hurt, so I didn’t go to the public bathhouse to take a bath. When I was about to go to bed, Xiao Yang brought a bucket of hot water and came up: “I’ll put it here for you to soak your feet.”

Xiao Tang said: "Xiao Yang is really a cold-faced person. But your swelling has not yet subsided, so you can't soak in hot water, right?"

"It's okay, my Xiao Yang brought it up so far, I'll wash my feet." Fu Yanghe smiled at Xiao Yang and asked, "Are you all back? Go back to bed early."

"Zhao Xiaojun hasn't come back yet, so he said he wants to practice for a while."

Fu Yanghe nodded and looked at Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang said, "I'll wait for you to wash and take out the water."

"No, no, no," Fu Yanghe smiled, "You go back and sleep."

"I'm here," said Xiao Tang.

Xiao Yang left. Xiao Tang waited for him to get on the bed before leaving. Fu Yanghe heard him talking to Zhao Xiaojun through the door, and asked, "Is it Xiaojun back?"

Zhao Xiaojun pushed open the door and greeted him: "Teacher Fu."

"Just come back?"

Zhao Xiaojun looked very tired, his hair was wet, obviously very tired: "Well. Good night, Teacher Fu."

"Don't leave now, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Xiaojun looked at Xiao Tang beside him, and Xiao Tang said, "You guys talk, I'm asleep."

Zhao Xiaojun came in, Fu Yanghe sat down on the bed and said, "You can sit too."

Zhao Xiaojun probably guessed what he was going to say, and sat down and lowered his head without saying anything. Fu Yanghe asked, "I didn't praise you when you dance today, so you practiced until now?"

Zhao Xiaojun raised his head when he heard this, and tried to speak a few times, and said, "Since Teacher Fu mentioned it, I just said... I think I danced the best..." He blushed as he said, "... Maybe it's just me who thinks... but I really paid the most, but it seems that in your opinion, I danced better than Monk..."

"As far as dance is concerned, you are indeed the best among you." Fu Yanghe said, "You have always been the hardest one for you. The teacher and all the teachers in the group see it."

Zhao Xiaojun's eyes turned red, his head lowered, and heard Fu Yanghe say, "But sometimes you are too impressed, so you work hard in the wrong direction."

Zhao Xiaojun raised his head, his eyes filled with tears, his thin face full of stubborn expressions, and his chin was a little thinner than when he came to hide.

"I ask you, what kind of dance I asked you to arrange?"

“The opening dance of the performance.”

"What is the most important thing about opening dance?" Fu Yanghe said without waiting for Zhao Xiaojun to speak, "The opening dance is the group dance with the largest scale and momentum. Not only professional dancers, but extras also need to participate. Therefore, the requirement for opening dance is not difficulty, but momentum. The simpler and direct dance movements are more suitable for opening dance. The part you dance is the best in the dance competition. In addition to you, how many people do you think can jump out? Your dance has broken out of the characteristics of local dance and has become a display of personal abilities, so I did not praise you."

Zhao Xiaojun was stunned, the blush on his face became even more intense, and he pursed his lips and lowered his head.

"Also, do you know why you and Huang Jingchen are always worse than each other?"

Zhao Xiaojun nodded vigorously.

"Do you know, I used to be like you. I studied opera when I was a child, and I only changed my career to learn dancing when I was a teenager. Although I had some boy skills, I still couldn't compare with the serious dance seedlings. But I was young and I was not willing to accept it when I saw that I was always inferior to others, so I worked as hard as you. Later, I gradually climbed up, but I was still a little short of the top dancer. Do you know how I stood out in the end?"

This is exactly what Zhao Xiaojun is in now. He hurriedly asked: "Teacher, how did you do it, teach me quickly."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said, "I later found that I always wanted to win others. No matter whether it is a competition or a performance, I always wanted to dance better than others. When I see someone else's movement, I would think about how I beat him in this movement. It is more difficult and more skillful. But even if I win others, I will not be outstanding, because I have no self, which is what I often tell you. So I figured it out that I should not compare with others, but with myself."

"Compare with yourself?"

"Whether it is choreography or dancing, don't think about how to beat others, but think about what I am good at and find my own strengths. Everyone's strengths are different. If you insist on using your own weaknesses to defeat others' strengths, it will only be thankless, and don't think about everything. That will only become strong on either side, but neither side is the strongest. Think more about what you are good at, how to break out of the best self, and having personal characteristics is the most important thing in art."

Zhao Xiaojun nodded thoughtfully, and Fu Yanghe smiled and said, "These are all things that you have to explore by yourself. One day you will suddenly get enlightened, so don't be anxious. The body is the most important thing. If you just overload training, you will only leave this stage earlier in the future. You must cherish your body. Okay, it's getting late, go back to bed."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanghe patted his shoulder and then lay down after Zhao Xiaojun left. I wonder if it was because he had been lying down today, but he didn't feel sleepy and just lay down at the window to look at the moon.

The moon here is very clear and there are many stars. For the first time, he felt what the galaxy was bright and the stars surround the moon. He was also bored, thinking that the stars could see so clearly that they might find many signs, so he started from the Big Dipper and looked for a while, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Ban Jue Gongbu for almost a day.

After sending them back, Ban Jue Gongbu left. As the boss of Xiwen, he naturally could not accompany them all day long and had his own job, so he went to Changdu City and didn't know when he would be able to come back.

He actually missed him a little. He didn't sleep with Banjue Kampot today, and he wouldn't sleep with him in the future.
Chapter completed!