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Wang Bo forgot to cheer, forget to scream, forget the thousands of people below the stage could not suppress their excitement from the seat and cheered, and the crowd jumped and screamed. He even forgot his teammates for a while. His thoughts traveled through time and space and returned to the cold winter night of the New Year's Day party in 2001! The cold could not dispel people's enthusiasm. Wang Bo and countless men and women surrounded the big stage in the center of the playground. The applause was shocking and the roar was thunderous. He gave the warmest applause to the dozens of men and women who performed "Dangerous" hard on the stage, wearing black felt hats and red gloves!

During this dance performance, among thousands of people, Wang Bo saw the senior sister whom he found in the library study room on the first day, and then he was hopeless and could not help but fall in love with him secretly. The senior sister also saw him, and their eyes met unexpectedly in the cold and lively air. The senior sister nodded to him and smiled with a kind heart. This smile warmed Wang Bo's heart for a whole year until the senior sister graduated and then disappeared on the campus outside C forever.

The music was strong, the drum beats were shocking, Wang Bo raised his hand, kicked his legs, twisted his hips, and turned his side... His movements were crisp and neat, strong and powerful, full of masculinity; sometimes as light and curly as a flowing cloud, weak and boneless, filled with the softness of a woman. His expression was sometimes serious, sometimes cold, with melancholy and deep eyes, as if he was looking at everyone, as if everyone was not looking at everyone.

Because of the senior sister, Wang Bo's entire freshman, she burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm for studying, and even harder than the year of the college entrance examination. She got up at six in the morning, washed up in a hurry, and then ran to the library study room to occupy a seat. The senior sister's position was usually fixed, so Wang Bo chose to put newspapers and put a few textbooks in front of her or near her senior sister. The senior sister was a regular visitor in the study room. At that time, Wang Bo didn't know where her senior sister was. He thought it might be a sophomore or a junior. He had a slim figure and beautiful face, and he was also very happy.

There is a girl who has never seen before, as bright as oil, as smooth as silk, and spreads her hair straight to her waist. She can actually come from the study room for self-study five days a week and almost every day. This is completely incredible for Wang Bo! In the School of Foreign Languages, there are many beautiful girls, and beautiful girls are grabbing them casually. There are not too many beautiful and slim girls. According to Wang Bo's observation at school, there are only senior sisters. Wang Bo feels that he has found a like-minded partner in his life.

The rhythm of the music is still sonorous, but the dance steps have reached a changeable node. Wang Bo began to turn frequently, shaking his shoulders from time to time, and exchanged his legs. The movements like flowing clouds and water are gone, becoming a stiff and mechanical puppet. The expression on his face also changes, dull and dull, empty and ruthless, but the melancholy deep in his eyes is still consistent.

Although Wang Bo and his senior sister have to meet face to face or queue for five days a week, and spend several hours a day, they almost didn't see each other when they met. Wang Bo felt like he was like the ugly bell ringer Cosimodo in Hugo's "Les Miserables". The senior sister was the beautiful Esmeralda. He felt ashamed of himself and felt that he was not worthy of his senior sister, and he tried hard to hide his own actions and thoughts. He did not dare to look directly in boldly, but dared to use his light to peep, or secretly look up while his senior sister was studying, secretly looking at the beauty opposite, and he was angry and happy. Although he was just a little peeping and looking again and again, Wang Bo was also extremely happy and satisfied at that time.

The music continued to evolve and the rhythm began to accelerate. The puppet-like Wang Bofang Buddha was injected into his soul again, and he came alive in an instant, coordinating with the rhythm of the music, either rotating or twisting. Whether it was hands or feet, the amplitude of the movement increased and accelerated, like a machine that was tightened with a clockwork. However, the limbs were flexible, but they were not as stiff as the machine. They were neat and uniform, and the level was still the same.

The first time he and his senior sister met in a true sense happened at the end of the first semester of the freshman year. As the holiday was approaching, not many people read books in the study room. That afternoon, the weather was gloomy and dry. As the meal approached, the students who studied in the study room left one after another. In the end, Wang Bo and his senior sister were almost the only one left. By chance, Wang Bo raised his head, and at this moment, the senior sister sitting opposite him also raised his head.

The eyes met. If Wang Bo usually looked away quickly or lowered his head to read a book immediately, and the senior sister would probably have the same reaction. But at that moment, Wang Bo didn't know what was funny. Just as the two looked at each other, he suddenly laughed "punch"; what surprised him was that the senior sister also laughed "punch", giving people the feeling that they were as if the two had a heart-to-heart relationship and had a heart-to-heart communication.

The rhythm of the music changed again, and the nine dancers were still dancing in a neat and orderly manner like demons dancing in a group of devils, but Wang Bo escaped from the crowd. In an instant, he seemed to have become a light paper man without gravity, and it seemed that two smooth wheels suddenly appeared at his feet, or the entire stage, and the entire ground instantly turned into extremely smooth and gigantic ice without any friction. Wang Bo slid freely on this giant ice, from left to right, from right to left, free and unrestrained.

The space step that countless students had been waiting for for a long time finally showed itself gorgeously under Wang Bo's devilish pace.

Then, screaming, shouting, shouting, roaring, and even crying, one after another, like waves; the bound youth and suppressed nature exploded together at the moment when Wang Bo glided freely, raised his hands, and spread his wings and was about to fly!

"Prince An——"

"Prince An——"

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Countless people shouted Wang Bo's stage name, loudly, earth-shaking and deafening. Wang Bo on the stage seemed to be infected by the crazy students below the stage. He suddenly slid forward and came to the edge of the stage, rotated, stretched out his hand, kicked his feet, and made a few dazzling moves. The expression on his face changed from the seriousness and calmness he had at the beginning, became excited, full of anger, with bright eyes, as if a fire was burning in it!

Shortly after the second semester of the freshman year, one day at about five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Bo took a porcelain cup for food and prepared to go back to the dormitory to eat. There were two ways back to the dormitory, one was a spacious ramp that directly leads to the student dormitory gate; the other was to go down the first step and then take a detour from the back of the graduate school building. Wang Bo usually walked the first step, but that day, it was very abrupt, so he chose the second step. Just when he was just down the steps and was about to enter the detour path, Wang Bo saw his senior sister holding a blue plastic basin, just like a rural woman going to the river to wash clothes and put the basin on her waist. Her white and small feet were naked, and she was put in a pair of red slippers. In this way, Wang Bo knew that his senior sister was going to the school bathhouse to take a bath.

The porcelain cup used by Wang Bo to make rice was something that his mother Zeng Fanyu had married when she got married, and was older than him. In elementary school, junior high school, and high school, Wang Bo had been using this porcelain cup with red peony flowers to make rice. After more than 20 years of washing with wind, frost, snow and rain, the porcelain cup was already a little old. There were two places on the edge of the bottom that broke the white porcelain outside, revealing the black bottom, which made it even more old. Wang Bo was a very nostalgic person who was very nostalgic to people and things. After years of use, he was reluctant to throw it away, so he brought it to college. That day, Wang Bo's porcelain cup contained two taels of rice and a soup. The soup was stewed with winter melon bone soup, but there were a few pieces of winter melon, and there were no bones. But it was cheap, only 50 cents. Wang Bo's supper was usually eaten like this.

When he saw his senior sister's first reaction, Wang Bo was not surprised, but panic. His first move was to quietly take the porcelain cup with only a few pieces of winter melon and hide it behind him, and then hurriedly pretended not to see his senior sister and walked over quickly.

But at this moment, the senior sister barefoot, holding a basin, and long hair draped her shoulders greeted him softly. Although it was inaudible, it resounded like a big bell in Wang Bo's heart:

"Hi!" said the senior sister.

"Hello!" Wang Bo replied almost subconsciously.

Afterwards, the two nodded each other and passed by each other.

From then on, every time I saw my senior sister on the road to campus, Wang Bo no longer had to pretend to turn a blind eye, but he kept glancing at her senior sister with his own light. He began to dare to look at her senior sister, usually the senior sister said "Hi" first, and then Wang Bo replied, "Hello!", just like they said hello for the first time.

Several accompanying dancers suddenly fell to the ground without any warning, causing a burst of exclamation, and then they realized that it was a false alarm. After the accompanying dancers fell to the ground, several "gunshots" came from the air, which shocked a lot of screams. Wang Bo started dancing alone, and suddenly made an action that surprised everyone. He untied the black suit outside in a few seconds, threw it forward, and his movements were chic and wild. Now he was left with only a white shirt, a black tie and a black felt hat. Although he had no coat, the contrast was more obvious and strong. Wang Bo, who was dancing alone, did not do too many gorgeous movements, but just hid his feet back and forth with the rhythm, and occasionally "fired a shot" in the air.

The fallen dancer quickly came to life and rose up like a ghost. The dancer and the dancer were once again combined into one, and they performed horse-riding movements in a half-squat position. The hands were either raised or extended, and they quickly gestured a few times, and the movements were also uniform, making people feel an invisible momentum and something similar to "will".

During the whole freshman year, Wang Bo still felt that he was able to maintain his high school years, even more self-disciplined and strict schedule than in high school. He still felt incredible. He understood that most of his impulse and persistence were rushing to her. If he did not have the urge to see her every day, Wang Bo would not have that amazing, which made everyone in the same dormitory feel incredible perseverance. But despite this, he and his senior sister stayed in the study room for a year, and his understanding of her was completely ignorant. Apart from her name - even this, he could only know by chance when he heard her classmates call her - even the other party's class, grade, and department were all specious and not very clear. It was just that when the freshman year was about to end, Wang Bo found that she rarely came from the study room to read books, and then heard people around him discussing that she was busy writing papers. At that moment, he suddenly realized:

He fell in love with his senior sister at first sight and was already in his senior year.

After Zheng Yan graduated, Wang Bo never saw her again, nor did he have any news about her. But he often thinks about her, and sometimes he even can't think about it. Every day she spent with her in the library, she smiled with her smile accompanied by Jackson's "Dangerous" at the New Year's Eve. The two of them were in a sympathetic "Puchi" and had an unexpected encounter behind the graduate building, countless "Hi" and "Hi"... all with Zheng Yan

The little bits and pieces of the close are often clear and swiftly like movie replays. Among all the clips, it is particularly clear, and the scene that makes Wang Bo fall in love with Zheng Yan at first sight always appears in the study room of the library. In a corner of the window, Zheng Yan, who was sitting there reading a book, would occasionally take out a small comb from her pocket. Her head was slightly tilted and as if no one was around, she quietly combed her beautiful long hair like a black joke.

Nearly half a year after Zheng Yan left, Wang Bo has been in a state of decadence and dullness. He no longer gets up early, no longer goes to the study room, nor does he read at night. His state of mind has changed from a young man who was so excited and full of fighting spirit to a desolate and vicissitudes of life. Everything has lost its meaning, and he does not know where he will go in the future.

It was not until half a year later that he violated his nature in a new recruitment activity of a street dance club and became a member of the street dance club. With a lot of practice, countless sweat, and one movement after another, the gap and spiritual trauma brought by Zheng Yan after leaving gradually collapsed.

However, since he couldn't afford a stage outfit that meets the requirements of the club from beginning to end, although Wang Bo practiced street dance for half a year and his dancing skills were good, he had never been on the real stage once and had never enjoyed applause, cheers and screams once.

The music finally came to an end. Suddenly, the drum beats disappeared, the rhythm suddenly disappeared, and the whole stage suddenly became quiet. The stage space where the "Ten People Group" was located was like spraying an invisible adhesive. Everyone's movements suddenly turned into slow motion, sliding, rotating, raising his hand, and each movement was extremely slow and clearly visible.

But the slow motion lasted for a few seconds. As a few English sentences appeared from Wang Bo's mouth, the disappearing drum beats sounded again. Everyone put their hands on their hips, stomped their feet, and nodded left and right. The movements were neat and there was no mess at all.

The uniform stomping of feet did not last for a few seconds. Suddenly, everyone began to bow and bend down with their own hands, and still bow left and right. During this period, there were several uniform and large-scale connected movements.

Then, with a sudden "gunshot", all the dancers fell to the ground in an instant, leaving only the only one who threw away his suit, wearing a white shirt, a black tie, and a black felt hat. Wang Bo stood alone in a group of people lying with an orchid finger gesture, holding his right hand high, standing alone in a group of people lying, motionless, like a stone sculpture!

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