MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 784 Sports Students vs Dance Students 18

   Chapter 784 Sports Students vs Dance Students 18

   Sports classroom.

   Pei Xuyan came back with a Coke, and the other boys were incredulous: "Brother Yan, what's the matter with you? Why did you come back so soon!"

   "Don't make a fool of yourself in the future." Pei Xuyan only said one sentence, then sat on the ground and threw the drink just brought by Guan Yuenan to them: "Drink it."

  Then picked up the phone, dug out Guan Yuenan in WeChat, transferred double the money to her, and deleted it neatly with a swipe of fingertips.

   The sunlight just passed through the golden branches and leaves of the century-old ginkgo tree, and there were light and dark patches of light jumping on the floor.

  The girl's dancing posture is shrouded in the sun, while Pei Xuyan's figure is sitting in the shadows, with long legs bent, holding a soda can in his left hand.

   He slightly raised his head and looked at the dancer who looked like a white swan in the center. His three slender fingers grabbed the top of the can, and the index finger was bent and easily buckled into the pull ring.

   "click".

   The pull tab of the can was pulled open with one hand, followed by the crackling sound of soda.

   This small sound can be clearly heard in the quiet physical education classroom, and even the air is filled with the smell of carbonated drinks.

  Qian seems to have never heard of it, her spirit is highly concentrated and focused, she has not noticed everyone around her, her soul and dance are one.

  The dance teacher looked at the group of girls in front, and raised her brows lightly.

The girl jumps lightly in the classroom, the skirt is flying, the toes are spinning, and the elegant dance moves people into an elegant and sacred artistic realm. The seemingly slender body contains a sense of strength and softness, and the talent is very infectious, just like dancing. The jewel in the crown.

   When she dances, she has a unique classical romanticism, almost pious and pure, and even makes a pilgrimage to the sun.

   "Brother Yan, how are you?" Tang Chenmao smirked in Pei Xuyan's ear, "No. 1 in the art test, isn't he awesome?"

   Pei Xuyan raised his hand and took a sip of soda. The coolness spread in his mouth. While slowly rolling his Adam's apple, he spit out two words: "It's okay."

   Deep and low-pitched.

   "Is this okay?!" Tang Chenmao was incredulous, "How high are you?"

   The girl's black hair, rosy lips, the skirt is snow-white, and the waist is flexible, pure to the bones is the deepest desire.

   Pei Xuyan made a misjudgment about a person for the first time, maybe he has to take back the words that the other person looks like he has no desire to conquer.

   The outline of the man's body was hidden in the shadows. He was holding the empty soda with one hand. The temperature was still cold, and there were several buttons.

   The crackling sound of carbonated beverages is still ringing in his ears like a restlessness.

   Pei Xuyan looked at her from top to bottom, her gaze was not even the slightest shyness.

   The girl's sacred dance came to an end, and the last lap of the footsteps spun, the skirt drooped, and he suddenly smiled.

  The dim light cuts indifferent shadows on the side of the high bridge of the nose, so that it is difficult to see what the smile with thin lips is.

The metal texture of the can was smack in the palm of the hand, and it was slowly squeezed and shrunk, making two unbearable clattering sounds. Finally, it collapsed in the slender phalanx, the pull ring fell, fell to the ground, and rolled out several meters. Finally stopped beside the girl's ballet shoes.

  Qian looked down in a daze, then looked at him subconsciously.

   Pei Xuyan's expression was unfamiliar, something he had never seen before.

   seems to be burning a scarlet cigarette, slowly igniting desire, scalding people with fiery heat.

   is scary and wants to escape.

  The danger of being stared at was screaming in his bones, Qi An hesitated for a while, picked it up, walked over, stopped a step away from Pei Xuyan, and handed it to him: "Yours."

  Qian said seriously: "Don't litter."

   She stood, he sat.

   Obviously it should be a weak posture, but somehow it shows a high-level look down.

   "Mine?" Pei Xuyan repeated her words.

   Next to him, Tang Chenmao pushed him and said don't scare the new students, buddy, now is not the time to be cold.

   Pei Xuyan raised his hand and clasped the tab in Qi An's hand.

He pinched the other side, while her fingertips were still in the pull ring, she was dragged forward a little, the edges and corners almost cut the skin, Qi An quickly retracted her hand, put her fingers behind her back, and rubbed two times in distress. lower fingertips.

   What Pei Xuyan thought at that moment was that this pull ring could just fit on her ring finger.

   "pat"

   a crisp sound.

  The silver-white light metal pull tab was thrown into the can, collided with the body of the can, and finally fell to the bottom.

   "Okay, thank you for reminding me." Pei Xuyan didn't stand up, her posture was sloppy, her long legs were stretched, a little too long, showing her thin ankles, and her sneakers were clean.

  Qian was embarrassed, it was okay to say something, her voice was soft, she used to focus on looking at others when she spoke, and she always felt it was a kind of respect.

   At this moment, from such a perspective, he just happened to see the other party's black T-shirt rising and falling with his breathing, and his collarbone hooked out into a deep pocket with the movement of his back, giving him a clear view.

  Qian didn't dare to look down any longer, so he could only stare at his shoes, said again that it was okay, then turned and left.

   "Pei Xuyan—" Guan Yuenan came back with red eyes, watching the scene from a distance, trembling with anger.

  Why can he be so nonchalant after rejecting her, without the slightest guilt?

   With Guan Yuenan's shout, all eyes looked over, some curious, some exploring, and some disdainful.

   Only Pei Xuyan didn't respond.

   Guan Yuenan came over, pointed at Qi An, and said, "It's because of her, right?" She said to Qi An, "You get involved in other people's feelings, do you want to be ashamed?"

  Qian: ? ? ?

  Qian was particularly shocked and at a loss: "Sister, do you have feelings?"

  Single, people like Pei Xuyan won't lie, there's no need at all, and since they're not boyfriends and girlfriends, it's really a bargain to be able to call themselves boyfriends and girlfriends on the premise of the other party's explicit rejection.

   "I am not the one who rejected you." Pei Xuyan said indifferently, "Come and scold me if you have the ability."

   "I wish you one day too, and you will be truly let down!" Guan Yuenan wiped away her tears, turned around and ran out.

Tang Chenmao was really speechless: "My God, what is she talking about? She was obsessed with you, and said in a mess outside, you didn't catch her, and the money you spent was doubled back. , how can I have the face to say this, I-"

  Tang Chenmao couldn't stop talking, Pei Xuyan interrupted him: "Okay, let's go."

   As Pei Xuyan left, the classroom was almost dispersed.

   The sunlight outside slanted westward, spilling on the red track from the playground.

   The footsteps of the person in front suddenly stopped.

   "What's the matter, Brother Yan?"

"Wait a minute."

   Pei Xuyan does whatever he likes. It depends on whether he likes or dislikes it. He doesn't think about others very much. He involved Qi An. There is indeed his factor. He walked out for two steps and then stopped.

   (end of this chapter)