Salad Days

Jiang Shen slapped his face, clasped a large ointment with his fingers, and rubbed it on Bai Jinyi's injured cheek.

The second generation of Bai hissed and said nothing with his eyes down.

Jiang Shen glanced at him: "Pain?"

Bai Jin raised the cheek gang with the tip of his tongue, and said vaguely: "It's actually alright..."

Jiang Shen's expressionless expression increased the power of rubbing the medicine.

Bai Jinyi: "..."

The bruise on the face looked scary and swollen, but it didn't hurt if the mouth wasn't broken. Jiang Shen had great anger at the beginning, and the medicine was eliminated in the end. I just felt distressed and finished the medicine. Still couldn't resist blowing a wound on Bai Jin for a long time.

"Is there a game recently?" Jiang Shen asked him after packing up the ointment.

Bai Jin nodded: "There will be one weekend, and we will be the runner-up of the National Junior Team last year."

Jiang Shen was nervous: "Are you going to fight the runner-up?"

Bai Jin raised an eyebrow: "Domestic boxing magazines have rated me as the star of tomorrow. Of course, I have to fight upward. The more wins, the better."

Jiang Shen, a boxing magazine sent every day at home, has also seen it, but he hasn’t paid attention to it before.

"Do you want to see me play?" Bai Jin lay on the sofa, he saw Jiang Shen was not angry anymore, he picked up his skin and rubbed Jiang Shen's legs, "This is a regular competition in the boxing hall, come in You have to vote, how about giving you the first row?"

Jiang Shen hid, did not let him kick, and deliberately said: "I don't want to go, I want to practice the dance of the brother row in the dance room."

Bai Jinyi "cut" once: "Your brother does not like you."

Jiang Shen swelled: "That's better than going to see you beaten!"

Bai Jinyi: "..."

Although Jiang Shen said not to watch the game, Bai Jinyi left a ticket on Friday night and stuck it in the middle of the bathroom mirror. Jiang Shen had to brush his teeth against the ticket the next day.

On the day of the game, Bai Jinyi would go to the boxing gym early. Jiang Shen had breakfast alone, and before going out, he folded back and tore the boxing ticket into the bag.

Jing Luoyun really was the first to come to the dance room.

Even Jiang Shen couldn't help feeling: "Sister Sister, it's too early."

Jing Luoyun smiled with a slightly embarrassed smile: "No, no, it's very early, Deep Brother."

Jiang Shen finally stopped being trained by Shen Junyi for a while. He participated in a musical performance by Jing Luoyun next month. In addition to rehearsing free time, he also had to take a cultural class.

"Morning is Chinese and mathematics." Jing Luoyun helped him to stretch his muscles. "It's almost all the content of the first two days. Just do more questions."

Jiang Shen sighed, "Sister, where did you come to do the questions?"

Jing Luoyun: "Squeeze out, there will always be time."

Jiang Shen: "What about Brother?"

"Liu Xingzhi?" Jing Luoyun laughed. "His culture class is particularly good, and he can go to the university level without learning to dance."

"..." Jiang Shen's chin knocked on the floor, and he couldn't admire it. "Brother Brother is a genius?!"

Jing Luoyun hadn't spoken yet. A few coughs suddenly came from the direction of the door. Liu Xingzhi stood with his arms condescending, and his dirty braids didn't tie up.

"Go to class." He said calmly.

Jiang Shenji respected this senior brother and hurriedly got up from the ground to say hello. Liu Xingzhi reluctantly nodded and said to him, "You come up early after lunch, to help your sister to dance."

The classroom for the cultural class is on the second floor. Shen Junyi invited teachers from regular key high schools to tutor. Among the students in the first grade and second grade, except Jiang Shen, the rest are on the third floor.

Even without the fame of Liu Xingzhi and Jing Luoyun, the fifth floor is the fifth floor. When Jiang Shen just entered the classroom, many people stared at him secretly.

The first lesson was calm and calm. Jiang Shen took the homework notes and prepared to listen to Jing Luoyun's words to copy some questions to do. He was flipping through the reference book, and suddenly a shadow fell on the writing.

Jiang Shen raised his head and saw a younger boy standing beside his table.

"Are you alone?" The other person greeted quite familiarly.

Jiang Shen nodded his head: "Are you?"

"My name is Zhang Zhi." The boy sat down and compared himself, "On the third floor, I saw you in the rehearsal class of Chief Liu before. You probably don't remember."

After such a set of self-answers, Jiang Shen really didn't know what to answer, because he did not pay attention to Zhang Zhi. After all, Liu Xingzhi's rehearsal class was too late to see Liu Xingzhi dancing alone, and there was still time to see others.

Zhang Zhi did not mind, and asked him: "How old are you?"

Jiang Shen: "It's fifteen years old."

Zhang Zhi laughed: "What do you mean by being old?" He looked at Jiang Shen. "What are you doing on the fifth floor every day?"

Jiang Shen: "It's also a daily practice of rehearsal...just like you."

Zhang Zhi shook his head: "We are different, you are the protagonist, we are the supporting roles, I do not necessarily get into the rehearsal of Chief Liu."

"Why can't you go in?" Jiang Shen said naively. "You can go in if you practice hard. Although the brother is very strict, he works hard."

Zhang Zhi froze for a moment. He rolled his eyes and smiled something unclear: "You are polite again, who doesn't know that your fifth floor is a genius."

Jiang Shen has never really connected himself to the words genius since he was a child. He stayed up all night last night to read the previous boxing magazine, and cut all the reports about Bai Jinyi, big and small, like a piece of tofu, and posted one by one on his best blank book.

In his heart, the genius is to describe Bai Jinyi, someone like Liu Xingzhi, has nothing to do with him.

He didn't understand why Zhang Zhi thought so, but even if he was said to be a "genius", Jiang Shen was not comfortable.

Zhang Zhi ate at noon but still pulled him together. The students on the third floor were obviously curious about his little teacher on the fifth floor and cared more than a little. They asked questions around the dining table.

It’s all "Some awards you have won", "Where did you dance before", "Where did Master Shen go to find you", Jiang Shen told the truth, but they didn't believe it. Nor is it.

In the end, Zhang Zhi relieved him and said: "Isn't Chief Liu all said before? People are geniuses. They have good dancing skills and high talents. We are not as good as ordinary folks. They are all accompanied by Prince Edward, do you understand?" He made a chasing action, "Scattered, don't disturb our little prince to eat."

Jiang Shen felt that he was talking nonsense and was anxious, arguing: "I am not a genius. I also practice hard and dance hard, everyone is the same."

Zhang Zhi looked at him like a fool and turned his spoon. It didn't matter: "What are you doing so much? I'm boasting you, good talent is good, isn't it?"

Jing Luoyun was almost past the meal and was ready to go downstairs to pick up Jiang Shen. She went to cut her hair a few days ago, and now the whole person looked at the heroic, handsome and rich, and the girls on the third floor were around Watching her come down at the door, shouting "Cloud Chief" joyously, Jing Luoyun nodded slightly and smiled shyly: "Sisters and sisters are good."

The sisters and sisters were all good, screaming screaming covering their hearts, taking pictures with their mobile phones, and Jing Luoyun also followed them to the back door of Jiang Shen's classroom and yelled, "Deep brother."

Jiang Shen just sorted out the bag and turned around and promised, "Sister."

Jing Luoyun walked in front of him like he was stepping on a colorful cloud, taking his bag and pursing his lips with a smile: "I'll pick you up."

Jiang Shen knew that she loved to take care of her temper and was not uncomfortable. She followed her upstairs.

Liu Xingzhi was waiting for them in the hallway, and said with a bad face: "You are all told to stop going down, and the calls on the third floor can be heard here."

In contrast, Jing Luoyun is much gentler: "How cute they are."

Liu Xingzhi couldn't bear to roll his eyes: "Who is not cute in your eyes?"

Jing Luoyun really thought about it, looking at his master brother, and said seriously: "When you lose your temper, you are not so cute."

Liu Xingzhi: "..."

For the excellent dancer, how to arrange the dance by herself is the second major event after jumping out of it. Jing Luoyun's performance theme has been set a month later, but her main dance part is not yet satisfied.

Liu Xingzhi was a voluntary help this time. Jing Luoyun discussed with him all morning, and the results were not good.

"What kind of flowers do you girls love to dance?" Liu Xingzhi lay down on the floor like he gave up, annoyed, "Can't I just jump?"

Jing Luoyun was helpless: "What do you say change?"

Liu Xingzhi: "Change birds, eagles and cranes are not pretty!"

Jing Luoyun rarely got angry: "You like birds, you jump."

"Why didn't I jump the bird?" Liu Xingzhi climbed up and proudly, "I have jumped all the goshawks on the grassland!"

After saying that, he refused to accept the defeat, and continued, "And you see Adam Cooper, everyone jumps on the male swan, why do your girls look down on birds."

Jing Luoyun chuckled and laughed: "Do we have fewer swans? When I jumped four cygnets, you still don't know where."

Jiang Shen also heard interest in discussing Adam Cooper, and Baba raised his hand to interject: "I have also seen his male version of Swan Lake."

Liu Xingzhi looked down on him: "Show off, who hasn't seen it."

Jiang Shen didn't care about the blow from his brother's love, to be honest: "I also want to jump on the male version of Swan Lake."

Liu Xingzhi smiled angrily: "Who jumps with you, I won't jump with you."

Jiang Shen blinked, puzzled: "Why?"

Liu Xingzhi gave him a disgusted look: "I don't like you, why do you want to dance a romantic drama with you."

"..." Jiang Shen apparently never heard of this rule, and he was shocked, "Why do you want to jump if you like it?!"

Liu Xingzhi continued to sneer at him disgustingly: "Of course, love drama, I don't like the tacit agreement."

Jing Luoyun couldn't stand it any longer, comforted and said, "Don't listen to him, Liu Xingzhi skips Swan Lake all by herself." She poked at her master brother, and said ambiguously, "I'll show it to Mr. Pu ."

Liu Xingzhi was not exposed to embarrassment, impatiently said: "That's why he spent a lot of money asking me to jump, why not jump."

This is the second time Jiang Shen heard the name of "Mr. Pu" and asked curiously: "Is he a brother's dance fan?"

Jing Luoyun nodded: "He likes Liu Xingzhi, and he can't be obsessed with it. The confession-like dance of Swan Lake would rather spend a lot of money and let you jump to him alone, don't you understand?"

Liu Xingzhi didn't speak, he was playing with his dirty braid, and he looked a little proud.

It was only Jiang Shen, and the impact was not small at all. He thought for a long time. It was probably too chaotic. He couldn’t think of the rules and regulations and asked with a blank expression: "Can boys like boys?"

"Why can't it?" Liu Xingzhi was faint, just like saying "The weather is really good", "Dancing sessions are mostly gay, men like men, women like women, what's the difference since they are lovers?"

Jing Luoyun nodded the tip of Jiang Shen’s nose, and said in an elder-like way: "One of the traditions here is to jump a swan lake for your sweetheart. If you have someone you like in the future, you should also Obey this tradition."