Zhao Heya smiled and asked: "Why is it so difficult?"

"Then if you think of a name at random, I will guess the name you want immediately?"

"Real or false." Zhao Heya looked at Fang Chen with confusion.

"You will know after you try it. But you have to lend me your hand, because whatever you think will be written on it." Fang Chen still had a smile on his face.

Zhao Heya meditated for a moment, then looked at Fang Chen with a smile.

Fang Chen looked at Zhao Heya and said: "I asked you to think of a name, but you thought of three names at once. The first name you thought of was me, but later, it was changed to your own, and then

It was changed to your mother’s name again. Do you think I’m right?”

Zhao Heya was stunned for a moment. Fang Chen actually knew his thoughts better than his roundworm. This statement actually restored exactly what he had just thought. What on earth is going on?

Fang Chen chuckled: "Then, look, your entire thought process is written on your hand?"

"In your hand?" Zhao Heya looked over and over, but there was nothing in his hand.

"Of course you can't see it, but my eyes are different from ordinary people. As long as I look at your palms, I will know clearly what you are thinking."

Zhao Heya jerked his hand away, his face suddenly turned crimson, and then he ran away.

Fang Chen shrugged his shoulders inexplicably: "What's going on? Didn't you say anything wrong?"

But how can Fang Chen, who is obviously very nervous, understand the delicate thoughts of girls?

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the weekend.

As night falls, the colorful lights in the small auditorium exude an ambiguous light and a gorgeous youthful atmosphere. Surrounded by the handsome guys from the top class, beauties come to the small auditorium. This small auditorium is used as a meeting place during the day and at night.

It became a small dance hall. The school's dance hall is also relatively simple. The stools are placed in two rows, with the original colored lights and a sound system, and it becomes a standard dance hall. In fact, everyone knows the meaning of the drunkard.

Not drinking, dancing is just a way to get close to girls.

Zhao Heya paced anxiously at the door, waiting for Fang Chen to appear. Several of her close friends knew who she was waiting for, and they all found it strange. With Zhao Heya's conditions, those who pursue her can

Formed a reinforced company, but why, Zhao Heya only fell in love with Fang Chen. Fang Chen's appearance was okay, but there were many people who were more handsome than him, and he didn't have any strength background, but why did Zhao Heya

Ya fell in love with him. Only Zhao Heya knew this problem. There was something in Fang Chen that even she couldn't explain, which attracted her deeply. Maybe it was a woman's intuition. She felt that she and Fang Chen

We will be very happy together.

At about half past seven, Fang Chen finally appeared. Zhao Heya happily greeted him. When Zhao Heya took Fang Chen into the dance hall, many boys looked at him with hatred. Even Fang Chen felt that

In a corner of the ballroom, there was a pair of eyes that were shooting out malicious looks. If looks could kill, Fang Chen had been killed by those looks dozens of times at this moment. In the university, there were originally too many monks and too few people, let alone someone like Zhao.

He Ya made such a top-quality "porridge". Seeing that such a top-quality "porridge" was taken over by Fang Chenjie, it would be strange if those boys didn't go crazy.

In fact, Fang Chen's dancing skills are not very good, so Zhao Heya leads him to dance most of the time. After dancing a few songs, he saw a boy with pigtails, surrounded by several other people.

, walking towards Fang Chen. Although the boy was trying his best to control his emotions, Fang Chen could still feel the other party's hostility.

"Brother, the next dance song is a hip-hop dance. I want to ask you to come out and compete together." said the boy with pigtails.

"Sorry, I can't."

"What, you can't." The pigtail said in disbelief: "Did you know that our Beauty Zhao is the Queen of Dance? You can't dance, and you still dare to stand with Beauty Zhao. It's really embarrassing."

As soon as the little pigtail finished speaking, the people below burst into laughter.

Zhao Heya looked very ugly: "Bi Long, don't go too far."

This little braid called Bi Long was a master of dance, especially street dance, so he often found people to dance with him, but the dance was just a dance, and there was no such explosive atmosphere as today.

"Why, are you feeling distressed?" Bi Long sneered at Zhao Heya. At this moment, hip-hop music sounded. This was the music specially arranged by Bi Long. He wanted to show off. His hands and feet began to dance,

Sometimes he looks like a robot, sometimes he looks like an elf, which is very much like Jackson's legacy. It is no exaggeration to say that Bilong's current level of street dancing can be considered top-notch in the entire university and even the entire Ganjiang City.

Bi Long waved to Fang Chen, but seeing that Fang Chen didn't respond, he stretched out his middle fingers and raised his head in Fang Chen's direction.

Fang Chen's face suddenly turned gloomy. But Bi Long proudly performed a few difficult hip-hop moves, causing a burst of cheers.

Fang Chen smiled faintly: "Actually, street dancing is not difficult."

Zhao Heya stood beside him and couldn't help but be startled when he heard what Fang Chen said.

But seeing Bi Long swinging rhythmically in the music, his arrogance and arrogance were directed at Fang Chen, as if he was provoking, deliberately trying to anger Fang Chen in order to humiliate Fang Chen.

Zhao Heya saw that Fang Chen had a sullen look on his face, and couldn't help but pull Fang Chen's sleeves worriedly, fearing that Fang Chen would fall for Bi Long's tricks on impulse and be humiliated by Bi Long instead.

Fang Chen gave Zhao Heya a faint smile, and then flew into the room.

When Bi Long saw Fang Chen enter the arena, he put his head on the ground and spun around in circles. There was a burst of cheers from all around. In the cheers, Bi Long spun faster and faster. Fang Chen smiled slightly and raised his hand.

He raised a finger and put it on the floor, standing upside down. Then he didn't know how to exert force, and suddenly spun around, causing the onlookers to scream. This scream was ten times more thunderous than before. It was so high.

Not many people can do this difficult move. Bi Long stopped, and even he was dumbfounded as to how he could do it. But the next move made Bi Long even more incredible. Fang Chen pushed it with his finger.

, the man suddenly backflips, and at a short distance from the ground, he actually backflips twice in a row and lands on the ground. The speed of this backflip is so fast, if an ordinary person would have landed on his head, he would have fallen upside down. There was a wave of cheers.

Higher than a wave, even Zhao Heya, who was worried just now, couldn't help but cheer. Amid the thunderous cheers, Fang Chen danced his body to his heart's content, using his head, arms, and waist

limbs and legs; with their light dance steps, radiant passion, and strong rhythm, they dance feverishly, like a rising sun on the sea, like a leaping deer in the deep forest,

Fang Chen used his flexible limbs and even facial features to skillfully and freely dance himself, dancing his youth. Suddenly his whole body trembled, as sharp as an electric shock; suddenly he squirmed, as flexible as a dragon and snake; sometimes he turned upside down, as fast as a top; sometimes he stood up

Standing as straight as a towering pine! At this moment, the ballroom became a boiling ocean, every drop of youthful blood boiled, and every youthful heart danced feverishly. It became a sea of ​​joy.

, the atmosphere of the dance party was unprecedentedly high.

Suddenly, there was a perfect freeze, and the dance and music came to an abrupt end. Thunderous applause came again, and whistles came and went. Fang Chen instantly became everyone's idol, while Bi Long stood in the corner with a face ashen as death, saying with
Chapter completed!