Comprehensive film and television player

A light French restaurant on the third floor of Panda Plaza.

"Sir, who are you? Do you have a reservation?"

"Three, no reservations."

"Can you sit here?"

The waiter pointed to a table by the window.

"can."

Wang Yu nodded. The table by the window had a better view, so it was a good seat.

At the dining table, Wang Yu sat alone on one side, while Zuo Na accompanied Cai Xiaolei and sat opposite him.

"Truffle beef burger, red wine braised beef, foie gras toast, Caesar salad, onion soup"

After the three of them ordered, the waiter took the menu and left.

"That's right." Cai Xiaolei suddenly said, looked at Wang Yu, and asked casually: "Wang Yu, where are you now?"

Although this kind of topic seems to be a question that must be asked when classmates meet, Wang Yu still feels that Cai Xiaolei's intention in asking this question is not pure.

As her best friend's boyfriend, she could ask Zuo Na this kind of question in private, there was no need to ask it directly.

As long as you do well, that's all. If you don't do well, it will only increase your embarrassment.

"I just opened a game company and lived my life." Wang Yu said casually.

"Wang Yu, what's the name of the game you're making! I'll play it another day too."

Cai Xiaolei didn't seem to understand the perfunctory in Wang Yu's words, she had a surprised look on her face, as if she really wanted to play.

"The game is called "Mythical League" and it's not online yet. If you want to play it, you have to wait a few days."

Although I don't think Cai Xiaolei is a person who can play games, but since she asked, there is nothing Wang Yu can't say.

""Mythical League"? I remember it. When the game is launched, please remember to notify me as soon as possible."

Cai Xiaolei looked at Zuo Na jokingly, then covered her mouth and chuckled: "As for the first time, of course we have to inform our Nana."

"Xiao Lei!"

Zuo Na blushed with embarrassment and stretched out her hand to scratch Cai Xiaolei's itchy flesh.

While the two women were playing around, a smile appeared on Wang Yu's lips, and he seemed to smell a hint of the aroma of green tea in the air.

He loves tea the most!

Soon, the waiter brought the dishes one by one.

I have to say that this French restaurant does really well. The colors are well matched, the presentation is exquisite, and more importantly, the taste is not bad.

The three of them were eating and drinking, talking about interesting things from the past campus, and reminiscing about their youth.

After eating almost, Cai Xiaolei got up to leave.

"Nana, I'm leaving first. You guys want to have fun this afternoon!"

Cai Xiaolei deliberately emphasized the tone of the last three words, and then gave Zuo Na a meaningful wink.

"Xiao Lei!"

Zuo Na snorted, her face filled with embarrassment.

"Let's go, school boy Wang Yu!"

Cai Xiaolei picked up her bag with a sweet smile, and at the end she didn't forget to wave her hand at Wang Yu.

"Goodbye."

Wang Yu touched the mobile phone in his pocket and smiled back on his face.

This woman, when Zuo Na went to the bathroom just now, asked him for his contact information in the name of a classmate.

Thinking about it, it won't be long before she finds an opportunity to invite him for tea.

To be honest, he was looking forward to it!

As soon as Cai Xiaolei left, Zuo Na became unscrupulous.

"Don't go too far!"

Wang Yu squeezed his legs together, tightly squeezing the uninvited guest under the dining table. "Take it easy, my sprained ankle hasn't fully healed yet!"

Zona hissed, with a pained expression on her face.

Seeing this, Wang Yu quickly relaxed his legs, fearing that her injury would relapse.

"Hehe~ I lied to you!"

Zuo Na had a sweet smile on her face and her arches were strong, which gave Wang Yu a new understanding of the basic skills of dancers' feet.

When dancing, half of a dancer's skills are tied to his feet.

A dancer's feet have three characteristics: flexibility, strength, and durability.

Flexibility is easy to understand. Various dance steps require flexible foot movements to coordinate, such as: bending, bending, pointing, folding, twisting, weighing, and standing.
Strong, a pair of bare feet has to support the entire body, how can it be done without strength.

Lasting, a dance performance can be as short as three to five minutes, or as long as ten to ten minutes. How can it be sustained if it is not lasting?

When he came out of the restaurant, Wang Yu went straight into a clothing store selling men's shorts with a stern face.

He really didn't expect that in 2010, Zona would actually learn Kurisi's unique skills without any teacher, and it was also a Balenciaga style with black letters!

He was careless and didn't flash!

"How are you? Are you satisfied with my dancing skills?"

With a proud smile on her face, Zuo Na hugged Wang Yu and walked out of the clothing store.

Wang Yu held Zuo Na's waist, glanced at her, and said slightly mockingly: "Your dancing skills are indeed good, but I don't know if you can dance another song now."

"Forehead"

The smile on Zuo Na's face disappeared instantly, and the soreness in her ankle made her almost walk on Wang Yu.

Moreover, the stickiness in the shoes made her afraid to use force for fear that her feet would slip out of the shoes.

However, she would not admit that she could no longer do it. This was her dignity as a dancer.

"Even if I can't dance with my feet for the time being, I still have other dances. Have you heard of belly dancing?"

After saying that, Zuo Na looked provocative and raised her hand to pat her smooth and white belly.

Belly dancing?
Doesn't that kind of dance require a little belly to look good?

Wang Yu glanced at Zuo Na's flat belly, what could this mean? ?

As if stimulated by Wang Yu's disdainful gaze, Zuo Na dragged him out of the mall regardless.

in the hotel,
Wang Yu put his hands behind his head and admired Zuo Na's belly dance with dazzling eyes.

Swing up and down, circle left and right, lean forward and lean back
Zuo Na's various difficult dance positions opened her eyes to Wang Yu!

However, Wang Yu doesn't think it's a belly dance, he prefers to call it a horse-riding dance!
The dance is over,
Wang Yu was half-leaning on the head of the bed, holding Zuo Na's shoulder with his right hand and playing with her green fingers with his left hand.

Occasionally, he noticed the plain index and middle fingers of Zona's right hand, and then suddenly remembered the conversation he heard between Zona and her roommate in Qin Shi's office that day.

"Nana, I see your other nails are all painted, why are these two nails so clean?"

Wang Yu raised Zuo Na's right hand and looked at her jokingly.

"Ah! This!"

Zuo Na quickly withdrew her right hand, blushing with embarrassment, and hesitated for a long time, unable to explain.

"Nana, you have changed. You don't even bother to explain to me now." Wang Yu sighed with a faint tone.

Zuo Na's eyes widened and she looked at Wang Yu in disbelief, "Hey! I know you are from a film school, but you are studying directing! Can you not have so many scenes!"

"Nana, you've really changed. You've started to dislike me. Forget it, why don't I go!"

Wang Yu looked disappointed and pretended to get up and leave.

"Don't!" Zuo Na quickly grabbed Wang Yu, her face flushed with embarrassment, and said, "Don't leave, why don't you tell me?"

"But if I say it, you are not allowed to tell others, let alone laugh at me!"

"Don't worry, I will never laugh at you!" Wang Yu quickly raised his right hand, raised three fingers, and swore.

Zuo Na snuggled into Wang Yu's arms. After hesitating for a while, she slowly said, "I have a roommate who has been sleeping with me for seven years. She has a mental illness."

(End of this chapter)