Chapter 91

Because the report was withdrawn early, it did not spread on a large scale. Suddenly, some media began to report the banquet last night, and focused on describing the conflict between Tang haoxuan and Tang Chenxiao for a long time

it seems that everyone's attention has been diverted, but there is still someone who has not been cheated with the masses of melon eaters. This person is lanmo, who has always sent private detectives to inquire about Cheng an and Tang Chenxiao

this one is more detailed than the last one, even including all kinds of conjectures about Cheng an and Tang Chenxiao's acquaintance

LAN Mo witnessed the clean process of the deletion of the report in the morning. He had to say that Tang Chenxiao took the most feasible and efficient way at the critical time - buying with money

"but... There are problems in recent years." With a smile in his mouth, lanmo flipped through the information handed in by the detective

he realized that he would get married in less than a month and then quickly live together. Although flash marriage is more popular now, according to his guess, Cheng An is the kind of person who will not flash marry

there must be a problem, lanmo thought

"Tao Yan." Blue Mo suddenly called, Lin Tao speech looked up just to his inquiry eyes

"I'm here, president." Lin Taoyan, after all, has been with LAN Mo for several years. He knows more about LAN Mo, but the unfathomable LAN Mo always gives Lin Taoyan a strange feeling

"do you have any itinerary tomorrow?" Lanmo's tone is light, although it's just a very common inquiry, Lin Taoyan always feels that he is warning himself, "I won't come to the company tomorrow, important things are advanced to today, unimportant... Put it off."

"OK, I'll let you know." Lin Taoyan nods to lanmo, then exits the room, leaving lanmo to look thoughtfully at the red door of the office

"Tao Yan, you'd better not make anything for me." Lanmo's tone is full of the danger of forbearance. Lin Taoyan has been his assistant for many years, but his meaning is different from that of ordinary assistants

over the years, he has been able to take off his arms in front of Lin Taoyan and show his inner weakness. For him, Lin Taoyan sometimes wants to be a relative rather than a subordinate

but... Even Lin Taoyan, if he will destroy his plan, he will not show mercy

the next day, Cheng an gets up early in the morning and prepares to go to class for LAN miaora. Tang Chenxiao also answers a phone call early in the morning and looks at Cheng An, who is about to leave. He wants to say nothing but sigh and let her go

as usual, let the driver put himself down at the door of lanmo's home, while lanmiaoran is still waiting for him at the door. Cheng an points to LAN miaora, who is shivering with cold at the door, and signals her to go home quickly

"sister!" When LAN miaora saw her from a long distance, she jumped and jumped excitedly and kept turning her head to talk to the people beside her

"well, I'm not busy today." Lanmo smiles. Cheng an can't help laughing with her warm smile

"go in." Lanmo turns the wheelchair to enter the door. Cheng an looks at him with a little effort. He naturally holds the handle of the wheelchair and pushes it gently

lanmo looks back at her and thanks politely and with emotion: "thank you."

"it's OK." Cheng An is a little embarrassed. Although she has met with Ramo so many times, this is the first time that she has a clear understanding that Ramo's body is disabled

"sister! I practice my basic skills every day Seeing that Cheng An has been talking to lanmo and completely neglecting his own, the restless child immediately begins to consciously attract Cheng An's attention

"really? How wonderful miaora is Cheng an was also slightly surprised. No matter what time, basic skills are the most boring and painful. She thought that this child would be lazy or unable to persist, and she did it well before she came here today. Once again, she emphasized the importance of basic skills. She didn't expect that this child would really impress her."Ha ha!" LAN miaora takes a proud look at LAN Mo, and his nose is going to look up to the sky. Then he looks at Cheng an and says, "sister, let's go to class, OK?"

"Good." Cheng an doesn't realize the interaction between the two people. He nods to LAN Mo directly, and then he is pulled upstairs by LAN miaora.

Lanmo looks at Cheng An's back, and the smile at the corner of his mouth blooms slightly. He meditates for a while and then goes to do his own thing.

Although he has put off some of the schedule that he has to show up, there are other things he needs to finish.

LAN miaora pulls Cheng an into the training room. First, she practices the basic skills she has been taught. Then she asks expectantly in Cheng An's appreciative eyes, "sister, can you teach me that dance?"

Cheng an raises her eyebrows. The little boy has never forgotten about dancing. Although she wants to teach her, it's obviously not the right time.

"Miaora, stand up first. Let's talk about basic skills first." Cheng an stands up and tries to get under the floor. She stares at the little girl with her eyes dripping.

"Oh." LAN miaora stands at attention and sticks his hands to both sides of his pants. Cheng An is still looking forward to it.

"First of all, did you find that you were struggling just now?" Cheng an reached out and patted her calf, because it was too hard and congested.

"Well, a little." LAN miaora replied very honestly that her legs had begun to feel numb, so she immediately moved her legs to prevent it from being numb and unable to walk.

"Well, the basic skills are not up to standard. Today our goal is to correct your movements." Cheng an makes a decision directly, regardless of LAN miaora's pathetic eyes.

She was afraid that she would be soft hearted after seeing it, and then promised her under her hard and soft ground.

Even if she is not happy, LAN miaora knows right from wrong, and will not affect her mood in class because of this. She believes that as long as she works harder, one day she will be able to reach her sister's level and make graceful and fluent movements like her.

One morning passed when Cheng an and LAN miaoran were sweating like rain. LAN miaoran sat on the ground and wiped his sweat powerlessly. Looking at Cheng An, who was still full of physical strength and didn't take off the force at all, he sighed. Sure enough, he was far worse. No wonder her elder sister didn't let her rush to learn those difficult movements.

"Sister, I want to see your dance that day." LAN miaora adjusts her breathing and shouts to Cheng an.

"Want to see it?" Cheng An, who is just getting hot and sweating slightly, looks back at LAN miaora lying on the ground and asks.

"Well." LAN miaora nodded heavily, reached out and began to clap.

Cheng an moves his wrists and turns on the music. The soothing notes become more and more intense with more and more distinctive drums. Cheng An's movements also dance with the acceleration of the rhythm, just like a butterfly struggling to fly. Even though his body is weak, he is still powerfully flapping his wings without fear of unknown dangers.

When the rhythm becomes smooth again, and gradually return to calm, Cheng an finally stops panting.

The whole practice room was quiet for a moment, only Cheng An's heavy breathing was left, and then a clapping voice came from the door.

LAN miaora, who is addicted to Cheng An's dancing posture, seems to wake up suddenly. She reaches out and looks at Cheng an with more than admiration.

There seems to be something more beautiful in her shining eyes. The light that won't die out easily ignites the most primitive enthusiasm in her eyes.

"Ramo?" Cheng Anshun looks toward the door with a voice, and lanmo looks at her with an appreciative expression.

"It's a beautiful dance." Lanmo gives the truest answer in his heart. Cheng An is just like an elf. After he falls into the world, he still keeps his original sincerity and beauty. People will not only be intoxicated, but also be moved.

"Thank you." Cheng an had a hearty dance, and he was very happy, so he bent over to lanmo Yingying, picked up the nonexistent skirt with both hands, and expressed his gratitude.

"It's time to eat. Go downstairs." Lanmo comes up to remind them that it's time for lunch. Unexpectedly, he sees such a wonderful dance. Lanmo turns down the stairs and is excited that he finds another side of Cheng an that fascinates him.

"Miaora, it's time to eat." Cheng an wipes sweat and goes to LAN Miao ran who is still in a daze. He pats her on the shoulder and says.

This girl just now is this facial expression, also don't know what is thinking, but according to her ancient spirit and strange temperament, it is estimated that she is thinking about how to bully people?

"Sister, I..." LAN miaora's tone is both excited and flustered. She stares at Cheng An's eyes tightly and asks in a hurry: "I'm a little strange."

She doesn't know what's wrong with her. After seeing Cheng angcai's dance, she suddenly has an urgent desire. She wants to be like Cheng An, not only to be able to dance, but also to love dance as much as she loves life.

But she was afraid, a kind of fear."What's the matter?" LAN miaora's abnormal behavior makes Cheng an a little strange. She squats down in front of the child and looks at her eyes motionlessly.

"I want to be like my sister I really want to LAN miaoran replied incoherently that the anxious and scared mood almost made the emotional sensitive child cry.

"What's so hard about that? Practice hard and stick to it. You can do it. " Cheng an laughs. She thinks that the child has encountered some psychological problems that she can't solve. She doesn't expect that it's just because of this.

"But That's not the same LAN miaoran looks at her dimly with tears in her eyes. She thinks it's different, but she doesn't know how to express it to Cheng an. It's not as simple as dancing, but like her, she combines life and dance.

It's a pity that LAN miaora is too young to understand this feeling. Maybe it's doomed that LAN miaora will go on the way of dancing. But when she just met her and found her mood, she was still at a loss.

"Not the same?" Cheng an doesn't understand what she's talking about. What's different?

The child's bewilderment made her a little uneasy, but she could not know what she was thinking without saying.

"Don't cry, will you?" Cheng anshou sat down in front of her, put her in his arms, patted her on the back, comforted her, and guided her to say what she thought.