Qin Fan has been thinking about the setting of shield since he was a child.

Novels, animations, games, movies, and even life are very common.

All kinds of fancy shields are known as changing with the times.

Such as spare tires, dog licking, and now clowns.

I thought I could at least get rid of these worldly worlds by regenerating a cat.

As a result, Tang Qingwu, the dead sister, didn't even let go of a cat!

Take a look, compare, is the clown who is me?

However, when Qin Fan thought of the desperate look before Tiezi left, he seemed to feel that he was not so uncomfortable again.

I like a cat and don't like you!

hiss……

Not very lethal, extremely insulting!

I barely thought of this dead sister's arms, so I won't bother with her for the time being.

However, Tang Qingwu didn't seem to have a breast pad today, and the weapon of 18 was broken into 0.

Recalling Ye Ying's soft embrace.

Alas, what the ancients said was right.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Well, just let it be ruined.

Qin Fan felt that Tang Qingwu seemed to be in a bad mood.

After returning to the dormitory, he placed him lightly on Ye Ying's bed opposite, and ran to the bathroom to take a shower without saying a word.

Simply rinse the whole body.

After Ye Ying returned to the dormitory, she was already wearing a beige suspender, and there were still crystal water droplets that had not been wiped dry on her thin shoulders.

Even Ye Ying said hello to her, she seemed to have not heard it. She went back to the bed and lifted the air conditioner and poured it onto the bed.

Ye Ying and Qin Fan looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"Wang Wang, go and see what's going on with my second sister?" Ye Ying bent down and leaned in Qin Fan's ear and said.

Go down and go by yourself.

Humph, who is not a baby anymore!

Seeing Qin Fan lying on his bed, he stretched out his lazy waist comfortably and had no intention of paying attention to her, Ye Ying had no choice but to flatten her mouth and had to do it by herself.

"Second sister, what's wrong with you?" He stepped forward and pushed Tang Qingwu's arm with his little hand.

"Don't pay attention to me, I'm so annoyed."

"Because of what happened just now?"

"Hehe." Tang Qingwu snorted coldly with contempt.

"What's that?"

"It's not because of missing a beat. Alas, I'm so annoying." Tang Qingwu said, 'Go away and don't pay attention to me'

After Ye Ying asked a few simple questions, he got up after a rumor.

Two snow-white and delicate thighs crossed like meditating.

The suspender skirt was not long, and she slid directly to the base of her thighs by just like this.

A shallow piece of lace was revealed.

"Ah? Is the beat missing?" Ye Ying's face immediately looked worried when she heard this.

"It's just that I missed it, even my aunt missed it, so many dance music can't be played. Alas, in two days it will be the KK Street Dance Competition. I don't dare to embarrass myself in such a state." Tang Qingwu sighed lightly and changed her sitting posture again.

He hugged his arms through his legs, pressed his chin against his smooth knees, staring at his symmetrical toes that were stretched out with dull eyes.

Ye Ying heard Tang Qingwu mention the KK Street Dance Competition before.

Although it does not have any particularly valuable content, it is a competition organized by a group of young people in Yunhai City who like to play hip-hop street dance.

The judges are all from the circle, and she doesn't know much about this.

I only know that the weight of this competition is quite heavy and is highly recognized by people in the circle. Tang Qingwu also attaches great importance to this competition.

"How come it suddenly became like this? Is there no sign of it?" Ye Ying asked with concern again.

"If you have to say a sign, I think it may be because of the autonomic disorder caused by the rehearsal for too long and overwork in the recent past."

Ye Ying took out his cell phone and checked it and found that autonomic neurological disorders not only lead to endocrine disorders, but also make the brain's reaction slower by half a beat.

For the life of ordinary people, this little beat has little impact, and it can recover after adjusting the physiological work and rest.

But for dancers who pursue extreme rhythm and physical coordination, the consequences of being half a beat slower will be much more serious.

The rhythm of music is different from that of dance.

Usually, the beat of music and dance music is 60 beats per minute, and one beat per second.

This second may seem weak, but for the dancer, it can change many sets of movements.

The acrobats who are somersaults can even follow the gradual drumming of the cycle, reaching two as many as one second.

During the somersault, all limbs on the arms, legs, waist, and body will perform large-scale movements.

This is the rhythm of the dance.

Usually dancers will strive for excellence to adjust their body within 1/4 of the beat.

What's more, some people pursue difficult movements of 1/8 shots.

To complete the fine adjustment of eight actions in one second.

Each limb changes slightly, a small shot.

"If I remember correctly, second sister, you can complete the fine adjustment of your body for 1/12 shots before." Ye Ying seemed to remember some of the knowledge about dancing Tang Qingwu had told her before, and then asked.

"That was the past, alas... now we can't even adjust the 1/2 shot. Just now our club took a commercial order on my back. The school club explicitly prohibited students from taking commercial orders. I, the minister, would definitely not agree. But they didn't listen to me. They even said... and said..." When we mentioned this, Tang Qingwu's eyes turned red and she almost cried.

"I said I was a minister and a leader dancer. I couldn't even find a beat. What qualifications do I have to care about them? Other clubs have made too much money, and the ministers didn't meddle in other people's business, so I just cared about it. It's better to practice the rhythm than to give me this time. It's not as good as freshmen who come in the freshman year... Woo wow wow wow wow wow wow!"

Speaking of excitement, Tang Qingwu seemed to have a little emotional collapse. She leaned her head on Ye Ying's shoulder sitting beside the bed, and burst into tears.

The dancer cannot find the beat, just like the singer cannot find the melody, the author cannot find the inspiration, and the e-sports contestants cannot find the state.

It is a very fatal thing to disrupt the rules that you are most familiar with.

"Okay, okay, second sister, you are always the best. You just stayed there for a while and rested for a while. Don't worry about their gossip." Ye Ying pursed her lips and chuckled, gently patting Tang Qingwu's back.

After sobbing for a while, Tang Qingwu seemed to slowly calm down in Ye Ying's soft comfort.

Ye Ying thought this matter had been revealed.

However.

Something happened that night!

In the evening, Tang Qingwu greeted her and said she was going to have a meal outside the school and then came back.

It turned out to be until 12 a.m.

Tang Qingwu still has not returned, the news is not answered, and no one answers the voice and video calls!

The other people in the dormitory all knew nothing about Tang Qingwu's whereabouts!

An anxious atmosphere filled the dormitory, and all the girls remained silent.

Dialing the numbers over and over again.

But the response you get is always ‘The phone number you made is turned off.’

This made the girls' already anxious hearts become more restless.

An ominous premonition seemed to be overwhelming everyone's heart.

One o'clock in the morning.

After not knowing how many times he had called but failed, Ye Ying approached the black cat who was lying on the bed as if he was asleep, and clasped his hands together.

"Wang Wang, I know that your relationship with your second sister is not that good, but can you just this time? Please find out the whereabouts of your second sister? We are really worried about her! We are afraid that she is too psychologically under too much at this critical moment. If the tight string is broken, then it will be too late... Please, Wang Wang."

"I know you can understand my words, right, woof?"

The black cat's ears shook slightly, and then a helpless cat moaned.

"Meow……"

well.

It's really annoying.

What else can happen if you are so old? That dead sister is very smart, who can take advantage of her?
To be continued...