"Trouble Maker" is a song released by a Korean duo in 2011. With its bold rhythm and distinctive style, the song imdiately topped various music charts upon release. Its choreography quickly beca a global sensation, with many dancers adopting and adapting it.
Lu Lin and Zheng Yanyan's performance was relatively ta compared to other versions, yet it still drew enthusiastic cheers from the audience. Zheng Yanyan was especially eye-catching in her pleated skirt, her long legs highlighted by energetic hip movents that drove the crowd wild.
Compared to the traditional programs the instructors put on, it was clear the students much preferred this modern, daring performance. The sight of Zheng Yanyan and Lu Lin's long legs made even the girls scream with envy.
"Wow, these girls are in college? How did they grow into such figures, while I haven't changed at all?"
One part of the dance involved Zheng Yanyan facing Lu Lin, with Lu Lin's hand wrapped around her waist, highlighting Zheng Yanyan's perfect S-shaped figure. Lu Lin's hand then gently moved down Zheng Yanyan's back, over her hips, to her thigh, and finally gave her a playful slap on the butt.
This single move ignited even more screams from the audience. Honestly, sotis the girls' screams were louder than the guys'. While the boys were shy and reserved, the girls were unabashedly screaming their hearts out.
"Wow, which class are these two girls from? How did they get such amazing bodies?"
"Ah! The two of them should just get together already!"
Although the performance lasted only two minutes, it was easily the loudest mont of the military training showcase. The cheers were so intense that even the sophomore students in the distant classroom buildings could probably hear them.
Even after the girls left the stage, the screaming didn't stop. So in the crowd were even shouting, "Encore! Encore!"
When Lu Lin and Zheng Yanyan ca off the stage, a crowd rushed over to give them flowers and small gifts. Both boys and girls were in the crowd, but mostly boys who had mustered up the courage to give flowers to Zheng Yanyan.
Zheng Yanyan naturally accepted the flowers with a smile and a "thank you."
However, when one of the boys asked for her contact information, she paused, thought for a mont, then smiled and said, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend."
"You have a boyfriend?"
The boy was visibly disappointed, but then he rembered there was another girl. When he turned to talk to Lu Lin, he realized she had already left.
At their seats, Zheng Yanyan held three or four bouquets, while Lu Lin's hands were still empty.
"Hey, didn't a lot of people give you flowers just now?" Zheng Yanyan asked curiously.
"What's the point? They're useless," Lu Lin said, expressionless.
Zheng Yanyan pouted. "How can you say that? It shows you're charming, and the flowers are a sign of their admiration for us."
Lu Lin was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed. Her legs were slim and beautiful, perfect for her leather skirt and black boots, but Lu Lin didn't really like them.
"You keep watching; I'm heading back to the dorm," Lu Lin said.
"Why go back to the dorm?"
"To change into so pants. I'm feeling a bit cold."
"Are you serious?" Zheng Yanyan pouted as Lu Lin got up and left. Lu Lin didn't enjoy crowds much. She had only agreed to dance because she had a background in it, and Zheng Yanyan had begged her countless tis, even promising to pay for her cigarettes for a month if she agreed. Lu Lin had declined the cigarette money but eventually gave in to Zheng Yanyan's request.
But she had limited her involvent to just the dance.
After the performance, Lu Lin returned to the dorm. The dorm was quiet, with everyone still at the playground for the military training showcase.
As she left, still dressed in her leather skirt and black boots, the dim lighting on the playground highlighted her figure but not her face. She walked away with a blank expression, weaving through the crowd, appearing isolated and unapproachable.
In truth, Zheng Yanyan had always wanted to befriend Lu Lin. To her, Shen Yu and Su Qing were too much of the "good student" type—always talking about studying, even though they were only at a second-tier college. To Zheng Yanyan, they were just pretending, constantly reading books, which seed pointless to her. So, she often hung out with Lu Lin, whether for a walk after dinner or a trip to the convenience store.
For this dance performance, Zheng Yanyan had been too embarrassed to go on stage alone, so she begged Lu Lin, saying, "Please, Lu Lin, you're my best friend."
But sotis, even Zheng Yanyan couldn't understand Lu Lin.
If she couldn't figure it out, she wouldn't bother.
By now, Zheng Yanyan's WeChat was blowing up with ssages from people who had recorded her dance, telling her how beautiful she looked.
The only person who hadn't ssaged her was Zhou Yuwen.
This puzzled Zheng Yanyan. Was her dance not enticing enough?
She saw Zhou Yuwen sitting with Shen Yu, chatting and laughing. Seeing them so close, Zheng Yanyan grew angry, abandoning her front-row seat to approach them.
"What are you two talking about? Why so happy?" she asked, her voice heavy with irritation.
"Nothing much. What brings you here?" Zhou Yuwen asked curiously.
"Hmph!" Zheng Yanyan huffed and asked, "Did you see my dance just now?"
"Yeah, I saw it."
"What did you think?"
"It looked good."
"Is that all?"
"Isn't that enough? Well, if you want more, I can give a deeper analysis—your dance was very... white." Zhou Yuwen said with a mischievous grin, glancing at Zheng Yanyan's long legs under her pleated skirt.
Zheng Yanyan caught his aning and giggled, playfully slapping Zhou Yuwen's thigh. "Do you want to touch?"
"Can I?"
"It's up to you!"
Zheng Yanyan spoke without a filter. She crossed one leg over the other and leaned slightly towards Zhou Yuwen, making it easy for him to touch her.
On Zhou Yuwen's other side, Shen Yu couldn't stand it. She found Zheng Yanyan too forward and decided to leave, saying she needed to prepare for her performance.
"Alright, you go ahead," Zhou Yuwen said.
Zheng Yanyan knew Shen Yu had signed up to sing, so she didn't pay much attention to her leaving. She was glad Shen Yu left, which ant she could have a private conversation with Zhou Yuwen.
As soon as Shen Yu was gone, Zheng Yanyan leaned in close to Zhou Yuwen and whispered, "Now that Shen Yu's gone, tell
honestly—did you like my dance?"
Zhou Yuwen replied, "Yes, I liked it."
Hearing the answer she wanted, Zheng Yanyan was thrilled and playfully punched Zhou Yuwen's chest.
"You won are so strange. You always hit soone when you're happy," Zhou Yuwen remarked.
"Do a lot of won hit you?" Zheng Yanyan pouted.
"Quite a few."
"Zhou Yuwen, can't you say sothing I want to hear?"
"Like what?"
Every conversation with Zhou Yuwen left Zheng Yanyan feeling both love and frustration. She had already confessed her feelings, yet Zhou Yuwen showed no response. Didn't he realize that countless guys chased girls like her? Yet, she was, throwing herself at him, and he didn't seem to care. The more indifferent Zhou Yuwen acted, the more Zheng Yanyan couldn't get enough of him.
She even felt jealous seeing him sitting with Shen Yu earlier.
When Zheng Yanyan voiced her frustration, Zhou Yuwen grinned and asked, "Are you jealous?"
"Why would I be jealous?" Zheng Yanyan scoffed, pretending not to care.
"Alright, enough about that. Did you record my dance?" she asked.
"What?"
"My dance! Did you record it?" Zheng Yanyan was genuinely annoyed now.
Zhou Yuwen admitted he had watched her dance but got too caught up and forgot to record.
This explanation barely satisfied her. She pouted, "Fine, I recorded it myself. I even made a special clip just for you."
She pulled out her phone and cozied up next to Zhou Yuwen to show him the video.
Zheng Yanyan had put on makeup and spritzed on so perfu, which slled nice. Since she decided to date Zhou Yuwen, she no longer kept her distance from him. As they watched the video together, they were so close that if soone looked from a distance, it would seem like they were snuggled up together.
Zheng Yanyan found the clip of her and Lu Lin rehearsing and played it for Zhou Yuwen. Holding the phone was tiring, so she adjusted her position, moving her legs closer to Zhou Yuwen and placing the phone on her lap for them to watch.
Zhou Yuwen said, "I've already seen this."
"Shush! This is a part you haven't seen," she insisted.
Only then did Zhou Yuwen look down at the screen. The dance was even bolder in the video. For example, the hip-swaying move at the beginning was downright provocative.
In the video, Zheng Yanyan wore denim shorts, while Lu Lin was still in her leather skirt but without the casual blazer, leaving her in just a black tube top. Her pale shoulders and slim waist were fully exposed. Seeing her like this, you could tell Lu Lin was incredibly thin—you could even see the bones in her shoulders.
"Here."
Zheng Yanyan handed Zhou Yuwen one of the earphones while putting the other in her ear.
As the music played, the first move they did was a hip-sway, with Lu Lin standing behind Zheng Yanyan, holding her waist, while Zheng Yanyan stood in front.
Both girls slightly spread their legs outward, swaying their hips. This move was ant to suggest sothing intimate, like a sexual act.
Zheng Yanyan's expression was on point, her eyes full of allure.
But Zhou Yuwen noticed Lu Lin in the background. Her dance moves were sexy, but her eyes showed no emotion, as if she were rely going through the motions. This lack of emotion created a contrast that added to her appeal.
Even though 2,000 yuan wasn't a lot of money for Zhou Yuwen, he was curious about what was going on with Lu Lin. What made her so desperate for the money she would even offer to be his girlfriend? And why did her eyes always look so sorrowful?
A modern term could describe Lu Lin's expression while dancing: "the face of a widow."
Zheng Yanyan showed Zhou Yuwen this video to flaunt her sexiness, as the clip had been made just for him. In the video, her long legs were incredibly eye-catching, and her movents were bold—swaying her hips, turning around to face the cara, and rubbing her butt against Lu Lin's hand. The dance was incredibly daring.
By the end of the video, even Zheng Yanyan felt slightly embarrassed and asked Zhou Yuwen, "So, what do you think? Did I do well?"
"Huh?" Zhou Yuwen, lost in thought, was caught off guard.
Now, Zheng Yanyan was genuinely upset. She frowned and said, "Zhou Yuwen, are you doing this on purpose?"
"No, I was really captivated by you," Zhou Yuwen quickly said.
That response was sowhat satisfying to her.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, I'll give you that. I've been practicing this dance for a long ti. I was going to perform it on stage, but then I thought it'd be a waste to show it to just anyone. It's better to save it for soone I like."
Though they hadn't officially beco a couple, Zheng Yanyan had once asked Zhou Yuwen if he wanted to date her. Zhou Yuwen hadn't agreed but refused, so she took it as a yes. Even if he didn't explicitly agree, she figured that he wouldn't be able to back out once things were set in motion.
Now, while watching the video, the two have gotten quite close.
After the video ended, Zheng Yanyan leaned her head on Zhou Yuwen's shoulder.
Initially, she did it to test the waters.
But when Zhou Yuwen didn't push her away, Zheng Yanyan felt it was only right to lean fully into him.
Previously, Zhou Yuwen had been captivated by Lu Lin's gaze, but the dance was attractive. So he said, "I haven't had enough yet. Let
watch it again."
Hearing this, Zheng Yanyan was thrilled. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and while she didn't imdiately rest her head on Zhou Yuwen's shoulder, she turned slightly and pouted, "You look so honest, but you're not."
"Should I send the video to you?"
The playground lighting had dimd by now, but Zheng Yanyan was sowhat famous after the dance. So people were still watching her, and those considering confessing were deeply discouraged to see her leaning on a guy's shoulder.
As for Chang Hao, he didn't even notice where Zheng Yanyan was.
He liked Zheng Yanyan, sure, but his long-term goals were more important. After being roughly "Aruba-ed" by Li Qiang and Jiang Chao, Chang Hao still felt a dull pain in his lower body even an hour later.
Chang Hao sat there grimly during the performance, not saying a word.
Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore and said, "No, you guys need to take
to the infirmary."
"Huh? Brother Hao, don't. Sister-in-law is about to dance!" Li Qiang wanted to watch Lu Lin and Zheng Yanyan's performance.
"Watch my a**! Damn it, Li Qiang, if sothing happens to , I'll never forgive you! And you, you bastard Jiang Chao, what are you laughing at?"
Chang Hao cursed them out and insisted they take him to the infirmary.
They had no choice but to go.
After explaining the situation at the infirmary, the staff said it wasn't a big deal. If it were serious, he wouldn't even be able to stand. They suggested taking so anti-inflammatory dication if he was really worried.
Relieved, Chang Hao was eager to return to the performance, especially since Zheng Yanyan was about to dance.
When they finally returned, the dance was over, and all they could hear were so students discussing it.
"Those two girls who just danced were really beautiful! Especially the one in the white skirt!"
"Yeah, it's a sha, though. I went up to ask for her WeChat, but she said she had a boyfriend. Can you believe it? Which lucky guy is dating her?"
As Chang Hao reentered the playground, he overheard these two students talking.
"White skirt? Boyfriend?"
That must be Zheng Yanyan!
Had she already acknowledged him?
Chang Hao grinned from ear to ear. Even though he hadn't seen her dance, just hearing this made him happy.
"Actually, the girl in the leather skirt was great too, but she seed too cold."
"Yeah, I was actually into the leather skirt girl, but she completely ignored . A girl like that would probably be really loyal to her boyfriend."
The two continued their discussion, which made Li Qiang feel down. He knew better than anyone that Lu Lin was a great girl. If she ever had a boyfriend, she'd be devoted to him. Unfortunately, he wasn't lucky enough to be that guy.
Chang Hao noticed Li Qiang's sad expression.
"Hey, what's the na of that girl in the leather skirt?"
"I don't know."
"Her na's Lu Lin. She's in the Economics and Trade departnt's second class, " Chang Hao said.
The two students looked up in surprise.
They saw Chang Hao approaching them with a cigarette, naturally striking up a conversation. "Hey, guys, were you talking about the girls who just danced?"
"Yeah, but who are you?" They hesitated to take a cigarette from a stranger, curious about why he was so friendly.
"Oh, ? I'm the boyfriend of that girl in the white skirt," Chang Hao grinned.
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