The tall, handsome congressman came out

Yan Ziyan lifted the crimson velvet curtain, and when he raised his eyes, he saw two strong men on the stage, naked and naked, performing chirping and breathing fire.

This operation almost blinded his eyes.

He stared at it for a long time but couldn't figure out how it was done.

Looking around, there are a lot of customers, and there are muscular men walking around in low-waisted overalls with their chests and abdominals clearly defined.There are also some white and tender teenagers with slender waists, who twist and walk in a particularly enchanting way.

The bar was far away from the stage and there were few people there. Yan Zian sat down in the corner and asked the bartender very politely: "Hi, may I ask what they do?"

The bartender handed him a drink list and gave him a ambiguous smile: "They will give you a tip of 100 and dance with you for 5 minutes."

Yan Ziyan nodded knowingly, without looking at the drink list, smiled and handed the bartender a credit card: "Thank you, a glass of gin and tonic will be fine."

The lights were dim, and the spotlights were all on the stage.There was a change of performance on the stage, and several men in police uniforms began to tear each other's clothes in a vigorous rhythm, as if it was still a scene show.

Yan Ziyan was really not interested in this genre, he frowned and looked away, someone next to him ordered a lap dance, Yan Ziyan watched it with interest.

It's actually pretty funny.

The gigolo twisted and twisted on the man's body like a snake, half of his panties were taken off, barely hanging on the crook of his leg.Yan Ziyan felt like he was watching a GV scene.But he could only look but not touch. The man's expression was not very happy, as if he had put in a lot of patience to resist such a temptation.

Yan Ziyan laughed and stopped watching.

When promiscuity and chaos are defined, when sex and hints become frank under the stage lights, all these seem extremely normative in a strange way.

Cheng Shen also dances this kind of dance for others?Yan Ziyan took a sip of his wine, feeling uncomfortable.

It is a legal profession, and there is no discrimination, but it is still awkward. It is really impossible to associate this little white rabbit with a gigolo.

There was a sudden burst of applause from the audience, and someone shouted "Fernando!"

And the Spaniards?

Yan Ziyan looked curiously at the stage while drinking.

Through the ambiguous light, he made eye contact with him.

They looked at each other for a second.

"Cough, cough—" Yan Ziyan was suddenly choked by the wine, coughing so hard that he was out of breath.The bartender poured him a glass of ice water, and he managed to recover.

This stage name... is quite coquettish... Is this a little white rabbit or a little fox?

Yan Ziyan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Cheng Shen on the stage.

Cheng Shen was dressed in black, with a hollowed-out fishnet vest, leather shorts, and a pair of knee-high leather boots. The exposed thigh was too white.The top was barely able to cover it, and the young man's flexible and straight chest and waist were looming.

A beam of chasing light hit Cheng Shen's body, which seemed a little dazzling, he smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The music became slow and lyrical, completely different from the previous style, and a hoarse female voice slowly came out of the stereo.

Following the rhythm of the music, Cheng Shen slowly lifted up his clothes, revealing his beautiful Sichuan-shaped abs, and walked to the steel pipe step by step.He turned and climbed onto the steel pipe, his graceful butterfly bones stretched out, and his movements were calm.He hung upside down on the steel pipe, got up again and made an incredible movement——

The handsome young man leaned against the steel pipe in the air, clamped only his legs and buttocks, his head was slightly tilted back, and his neck was slender.He opened his arms like a butterfly about to fly.

Then the music turned and hot reggae music played, and his movements became full of rhythm.Complicated and provocative poses followed one after another, and from time to time there was a burst of applause from the audience.

Cheng Shen split a cross on the steel pipe, hooked it tightly with his straight instep, his upper body was parallel to the ground, and his arms were loosened.The light hit the leather pants, making his butt look rounder and fuller.

……

The dance is over.

Yan Ziyan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Cheng Shen's dancing pose is lazy and sexy, his expression is like a fed cat, and his smile is pure and innocent.

This is more provocative than any gv that Yan Ziyan has seen.He's neither tough nor polite.

He got up to go, unable to tell what he was trying to escape.

"Let me choose a lucky one! Come and complete the next performance with Fernando!" The DJ on the stage pointed to the crowd and said excitedly, "This handsome guy who stood up is going to volunteer!"

"—Crack!" A beam of chasing light hit Yan Zian's body.

"..." The light was too dazzling, Yan Zian frowned and blocked it with his arm, waving wildly with one hand to show that he would not go away.

DJ also waved to him excitedly: "Hello!"

"..."

The audience started booing, Yan Zian wanted to leave, but was blocked by someone whistling.

"Please let me go." Yan Ziyan regretted it to death, curiosity really killed the cat.

"Don't be shy, handsome guy." A group of people teased.

"That's Fernando!"

The dj turned over and got off the stage, ran over with the microphone in hand, and dragged Yan Zian onto the stage: "Come on! Everyone expects it!"

In the center of the stage was a bed, and Yan Zian stood next to Cheng Shen, neither of them dared to look at each other.

Cheng Shen stared at the toe of his shoe, his nervous heart was about to jump out.

"The next show is Fernando and this... oh by the way, what's your name handsome?"

Yan Ziyan couldn't hide, so he had to make up nonsense: "...Tom?"

"Performed with Tom - "toxic"!"

The light turns a voluptuous purple.Music sounds.

"Babycan'tyousee, I'm calling—"

Cheng Shen grabbed Yan Zian's shirt collar, turned over and pressed him on the bed, straddled his legs, looked at him from top to bottom, his eyes watered, and he bit his lips lightly.

Yan Ziyan wanted to close his eyes, but was a little bit reluctant.

"Aguylike you, should wear warning—"

Cheng Shen leaned forward, his slender fingers slid across Yan Zi'an's face, covering his strong chest, his hips swayed gently in a circle.

There was a burst of screams from the audience.

"It's dangerous, I'm falling."

When Cheng Shen swung his hips again, he knew that both of them were hard.He felt so uncomfortable performing for the first time, he was about to explode with shyness.He tried his best not to touch Yan Zian.

But this song has 3 minutes and 22 seconds, and this is just the beginning.

……

"Too high, can't calm down, losing my head, spinning round and round."

Cheng Shen sat on Yan Zian's crotch with his back facing him, slowly took off the fishnet shirt, threw it off the stage, and stroked his back with both hands.This picture is too exciting, the young man is of good flesh and blood, his waist is slender, and his buttocks are tightly wrapped by leather pants.

Yan Ziyan clenched his fists.

"It's in the air and it's sal around. Can you feel men now?"

Cheng Shen propped his elbows on both sides of Yan Zian's legs, exerted strength from his waist, and swung his hips up and down, making his hips tremble.He tried his best not to touch Yan Zi'an, but the root under Yan Zi'an's crotch stood upright, and if he accidentally touched it, Cheng Shen's heart was shocked.

This torture was a bit sweet, and Cheng Shen's face was blushing to the point of bleeding.

Fortunately, Yan Ziyan couldn't see it.

……

"I'm addicted to you, don't you know you are toxic?"

Cheng Shen quietly added a movement, he took Yan Zian's hand, and pressed a light kiss on his lips.

……

After that, Cheng Shen had another performance. He was out of shape the whole time, and just completed the dance with muscle memory.

At the end of "toxic", Yan Ziyan fled in a hurry, as if he disliked him very much.He is a little sad.Like a wayward child who was rewarded with an ice cream for no reason, and was accidentally knocked to the ground by someone, getting covered in ice cream.Embarrassment, embarrassment, grievance.

At the end of work, some colleagues teased him: "Fernando, you danced hard today?"

Cheng Shen forced a smile, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Xu Zhifan, who often works with him, patted his head and said, "Dancing with a handsome guy is different, the little cutie's face is blushing!"

Who is your cutie... Cheng Shen slandered, took a half-step back, picked up the backpack and said, "No, I'm leaving first."

"Let's go together, I'll take you home." Xu Zhifan grabbed Cheng Shen's wrist.

"I came here by bicycle," Xu Zhifan was muscular, and Cheng Shen broke away with a little effort, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhifan, see you next week!"

Xu Zhifan nodded and said nothing more.

The night was slightly cool, Cheng Shen was riding fast, his soft hair was blowing up, and there was the whistling wind in his ears.

Cheng Shen regained consciousness a little and began to think.

Why did Yanzi Eucalyptus appear here?Is he gay too?

He reacted.

However, any normal man will react if he is pressed down in this way, and it doesn't seem to explain anything.

Cheng Shen felt a little sad again.He was worried that Yan Zian would think that he was not serious, because Ling Yue said that most people would think that dancing this kind of dance was not serious.

Yan Ziyan walked so fast, as if fleeing, Cheng Shen felt that he was rejected.That's right, if the other party doesn't want to, it's sexual harassment...

Cheng Shen pedaled faster, and the bicycle quickly passed through the empty streets in the middle of the night.

Woohoo, it doesn't matter anymore, I don't have a chance to see you again anyway.

Announced again, officially broke up in love!

After returning home, while taking a bath, Cheng Shen thought about Yan Zi'an's appearance at that time.

The slightly frowned eyebrows, deep eyes, and an inadvertent stare at each other made Cheng Shen's heart tremble.The crotch reacted.He dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom. He dug out the limited edition Lelo Prostate Massager, rinsed it off, put on a condom, put on lube, and started to work it out on his own, doing shameful things.

A decent man can also pole dance, and a virgin can also have sexual needs.

There's no need to feel guilty about this.

But today was a bit special, the object of his sexual fantasies had a concrete face for the first time.

When he went to take a bath again, he almost wanted to cry.It's better not to have someone you like, it's really hopeless now. Chapter 6

What does it mean to come here in high spirits and return in disappointment? Cheng Shen has experienced it this time.

On the plane back to Namija in Africa, the whole group was very silent, and the school girl who had been chattering all the time stopped talking.

"You are still young," the instructor said earnestly while waiting for the plane, "don't be too serious about the transformation of scientific research results."

"Just keep working hard. Many subjective and objective factors cannot be changed by one's own efforts."

"But before... didn't there be results?" Cheng Shen was very disappointed.

The instructor smiled: "It's not uncommon for results to go backwards."

Another doctor, Liu Bai, asked, "Can we continue to apply for funds and start from scratch?"

"You can try," the instructor clicked on the tablet, "However, what the government wants is the data, the upward slope on the line chart, which was reflected in your previous reports. From their standpoint Said, there is no need to approve another one."

"Look at this," the instructor handed them the ipad, which contained several reports, "Over the years, among the projects I have done, there are only so many that have been continuously applied."

"..." A deep sense of frustration welled up in Cheng Shen's heart, and this feeling was uncomfortable, "What went wrong?"

The instructor took off his glasses, took out a handkerchief and wiped the lenses: "On the fundamental ideological level. What you think is important progress, they find it troublesome. There is also the problem of education connection."

Cheng Shen nodded thoughtfully.

Maybe so.

In the eyes of the locals, the humanitarian aid from the West may not be as practical as directly sending food for money.There are always people coming to deliver fish, so why bother learning how to fish?

A few years ago, when Cheng Shen first came to this village named Matisjia, the local people didn't even know how to use the cultivated land rationally.The crops in the fields are scattered and irregular, and the grain output is extremely low.The same is true for neighboring villages.

This seemed unbelievable to Cheng Shen.

You know, in Nameya, through the records of paintings handed down, even farmers hundreds of years ago knew how to cultivate crops in rows to increase the utilization rate.Cheng Shen took it for granted that this was human instinct, and it had nothing to do with being advanced.

But this is not the case, it is the result of generations of thinking and development.

Using their calculations, they concluded that yields could be nearly quadrupled simply by neatly tilling the crops.The local soil lacks nutrients. If leguminous plants are mixed together to cultivate soil nitrogen through rhizobia and reduce the use of fertilizers, profits can be further improved.

This seems simple, but the key problem is how to make the huge local farmers change their farming methods and learn this more efficient method.

This is a very difficult task in an area where there is no Internet, no TV media, and an illiteracy rate as high as 70%.With the support of limited resources, how to disseminate and popularize knowledge is the core problem to be solved urgently in the whole project.

After repeated consultations and revisions, he and Liu Bai finally finalized a set of plans: select 30 pieces of land that are far apart as demonstration sites, and use the demonstration sites as the center to cover the surrounding farmers for them to visit and learn.Provide key education to these 30 households, provide certain material support, let them be responsible for answering questions, and ensure that the farming model can continue to develop sustainably after the project is over.

The final result is also good, with a significant increase in production. Both the local government and the Nameyah International Development Foundation are satisfied with this project.At that time, Cheng Shen and Liu Bai also jointly published a paper in a national resource and development journal to explore the feasibility of this mode of education for farmers in backward areas.

However, this return visit is like going back to before liberation overnight.The most frightening thing was that the township leaders didn't think it was a problem at all, and welcomed them grandly, and asked people to sing and dance to express their gratitude.

Standing on the stage and receiving the applause, Cheng Shen wished he could find a crack in the ground and slip in.The local villagers smiled plainly and showed their white teeth. Looking at them foreigners, their eyes were full of humble admiration.This made Cheng Shen feel powerless and guilty.

He doesn't deserve such blind trust.He not only blamed these people for not working hard to learn new technologies, but also hated himself for not being able to grasp the key to the problem.The taste tore at his heart.

Many negative thoughts erupted together, and for the first time he had doubts about the path he had chosen.Is his wishful help what others need?If you don't need it at all, why bother to be a clown just to publish two papers?

……

"I think it has something to do with the local sexism." After a moment of silence, Liu Bai suddenly spoke.

The instructor nodded approvingly.

Cheng Shen frowned suspiciously and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know if you've noticed, but it was the husbands who came to the meeting." Liu Bai sat next to Cheng Shen and showed him the phone photo album, "But the ones who actually work in the fields are actually the wives."

"We were still there at the time, so if the people around us had any questions, we would answer them. Those women didn't understand at all."

"But actually the men who come to the meeting to study don't care about these things at all?" Cheng Shen understood a little bit, "They don't work?"

Liu Bai let out a "hmm".

The elementary school girl also suddenly realized: "So if we teach these wives the technology from the beginning, wouldn't there be no problem?"

The instructor corrected her with a smile: "It is a local custom that wives are not allowed to have direct conversations with strange men."

The elementary school girl exclaimed: "Oh my God, I didn't notice it unless you said it, it's true!"

Cheng Shen couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and muttered softly: "This is really..."

Liu Bai continued: "I observed it and searched some articles. Gender discrimination is really a major obstacle to development. Everything in the house, dirty work, is done by women, and in the allocation of resources, Men have the upper hand again. It's actually very unscientific."

"Yes, yes, I had a class last semester. The professor shared his research, which was also in Africa," Xiaoxiaomei said. "The conclusion is that if you want to improve children's nutritional intake, you have to give all the money to the mother. No matter how poor you are, you will definitely hold on to the child and buy him food. If you give the money to the father, half of the people will spend it on drinking and gambling."

The more she spoke, the more angry she became, and her voice raised unconsciously: "What's more, some husbands beat their wives behind their backs to get the money, and even make trouble at the door, accusing the professors of having something to do with their wives behind their backs. Dirty deeds. It's just too unbelievable! Why don't you resist?!"

Because it's useless to resist... Cheng Shen thought sadly, maybe he's used to it, and thinks there's no need to resist.

"There is a famous saying in "The Great Gatsby", you should have heard it," the instructor pressed down with the back of his hand, motioning her to reduce the volume, and said calmly, "Whenever you want to criticize others When you are in trouble, remember that not everyone in this world has the advantages you have."

"Education is a luxury." Liu Bai agreed.

"But are we right?" Cheng Shen worked hard for a long time, but still couldn't help being frustrated, "Maybe they don't need to increase production, so many people are rushing to send relief. Maybe we are just satisfying our love, Impressed..."

"Those women may be happy, how can we judge, our thinking must be right?"

Cheng Shen talked a lot incoherently, and finally said: "No one is anyone's savior."

Liu Bai stretched out his hand to give him a hug, rubbed his back vigorously, let go again, and said, "I've thought about this too."

This is a conversation without an answer.What Cheng Shen brought was an indigestible sense of loss.

When the plane landed in Huaren City, everyone said goodbye to each other and went home.

Before going to bed, Cheng Shen received a long email from his tutor. He turned on the bedside lamp and carefully read it with his mobile phone.

Closing his eyes, his mind was filled with one of the passages——

"We are a group of idealists, trying to find a golden wheat field among the intricate interest entanglements of the government, parties, capital, and academia, in the ever-changing international situation, and on the thorny road under the haze. Faith may be regardless of high or low , everyone has their own logical and self-consistent position and pursuit. But children, please believe what you believe and keep going.”

A burst of fear seized Cheng Shen's heart. For a moment, he couldn't remember what he believed.

He remembered the protests that ended without a problem.

I think of those who support the legality of lgbt marriage, and the equal rights without results.

Also, even in today when men and women are almost equal, even if they do the same job, on average, women's wages are only 0.7 of men's wages.

He participated in many protests and posted photos online.Many people on twitter scolded him in private messages, saying that his mother is a whore of white lotus, and cursing him to die.

He never wavered.

But quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes.

When the loss accumulated little by little, the cobweb-like cracks on the ice suddenly cracked, and the cold lake roared and submerged him, and he suddenly forgot the original direction.

Cheng Shen was no longer in the mood to whine, that kind of coquettish crying was not worthy of his uncomfortable emotions.

However, you still have to attend the summit, you still have to make speeches, you still have to mention Matisja’s project, and you can’t mention negative things.

There is simply nothing more frustrating than this.

That day, Cheng Shen was sitting in the guest seat, staring at the floor sullenly, waiting for his name to be called for a project presentation.

"Let's applaud the new deputy mayor, Mr. Yan Zi'an, to deliver a speech for this summit!" he heard the host say.

Cheng Shen suddenly raised his head and saw Yan Zian.

The gloomy mood was soothed a little by the beauty.

I haven't seen you for half a month, why does he seem more handsome?