Salad Days

Liu Xingzhi was terribly angry, and his lungs were tuberculosis, and he didn't want to scold this little teacher in his death. He could only force the other party to learn his second-place dance part. , I really don't have a face to say that.

As long as Jiang Shen can dance, it's all joy and joy, but he doesn't feel too tired. He is urged by Liu Xingzhi every day.

He learned quickly, and within a few days he could get familiar with the second seat.

After Shen Junyi knew it, she was helpless and helpless. Liu Xingzhi had a completely rebellious attitude towards the stem. His master could not scold him, he could only close his eyes and watch nothing.

In addition to Liu Xingzhi's "first dance", Lai Yi also had a major event. In Ren Hui's words, there was a ancestor who was coming back.

The first news Jing Luoyun got, he spoke to Jiang Shen in the dance classroom the next day.

"Who is the ancestor?" Jiang Shen curiously asked, "Why have I never seen it?"

Jing Luoyun: "In fact, it is the second boss. He is usually abroad, he no longer dances, and he rarely writes. Master cares most about him and has always been happy with his ancestors."

Liu Xingzhi was obviously more enthusiastic about gossip: "The name Laiyi was obtained from him and Master. The tradition of jumping Swan Lake was also extended by him at that time. I heard that our Master was also in love when he was young. So I still remember this ancestor so far."

Jiang Shen is very young. Listening to these feelings and love only feels romantic. The truth in these gossips is not important.

He was left behind by Shen Junyi after practicing the dance that day. Liu Xingzhi thought that Master was finally willing to let the younger brother jump to the second seat, and he was very happy. In private, there was no less advice: "Jump well, do you remember the few places I told you before? ?"

Jiang Shen returned to him seriously: "Remember."

Liu Xingzhi was proud, and poked a hand over his head: "Good."

Shen Junyi watched Jiang Shen change his shoes and stood in front of him. He had a complex face and sighed. He said: "Jump first."

Jiang Shen nodded and Ren Hui played music aside. When the drums sounded, Jiang Shen jumped out of the first Grandjete.

The teenager in front of the mirror stretched out his arms, the sound of the matouqin was melodious, and Jiang Shen's dance steps seemed to be the "dried plum" blooming on the grassland. He stooped and spun, and the wings of the shoulder armor grew.

Ren Hui's heart burst into excitement after seeing it for half a journey, and she burst into tears. She turned to look at Shen Junyi, but she was stunned.

Jiang Shen's last Pirouette (Pirouette rotation) is extremely difficult. He has turned eight of his left foot for the axis. His sweat on his face is completely immersed, and he can't withdraw when the music stops.

Shen Junyi remained silent for a long time, and raised her hand tiredly to cover her red eyes.

Jiang Shen finally got back to God and was anxiously waiting for Shen Junyi's opinion.

"When you are dancing." Shen Junyi asked dumbly for a while, "What do you want?"

Jiang Shen thought about it for a while before saying: "Brother and I have said about his grassland, green grass under the snow in spring, the newborn foal, the smell of lamb and the colorful flag, and the yurt and wrestling."

Shen Junyi nodded, he said: "I asked you two years ago, why dance."

Jiang Shen nodded hesitantly, and he frowned slowly: "Master, you said it is worthless, but after two years of thinking, the answer is still like it."

Shen Junyi opened her mouth and did not speak. He listened as Jiang Shen continued.

"I also asked my brothers and sisters, they said they rarely think of anything else when they dance, dance is dance, it is free, it is the sky, like a dream." Jiang Shen was looking for wording, he was discouraged and blamed himself, "but I can’t do it. When I dance, I think of things I like, things I like, people I like.”

He raised his head and looked at Shen Junyi blankly: "Is this the case, I don't have a free soul, so I can't be a good dancer?"

"Experience School in Dance" is a dangerous talent for Shen Junyi. He has seen people who have become top genius masters in this field, and he has also seen the soul he finally lost.

The ballet's insights are not only on the souls of others, but also on the dancers' own souls.

"If you want, your soul is still free." Shen Junyi looked down at Jiang Shen and slowly said, "I don't want you to just like it, I want your deeper love for dance, because if one day, There is something more important than dance in your life..." He stopped talking and didn't say anything.

Jiang Shen's expression is still dumbfounded: "?"

"Forget it, I'm not qualified to say this." Shen Junyi smiled a little self-deprecatingly. He asked Jiang Shen, "I heard that you are practicing Swan Lake recently?"

Jiang Shen probably didn't expect that his usually serious and dignified master would also gossip, his face suddenly turned red, and he shouted "Uh".

Shen Junyi sighed again with a headache, and finally couldn't hold back, and learned: "You all love early love, right?"

Jiang Shen blinked and said cautiously: "I am sixteen years old, and the new students are two or three years younger than me. All of them have girlfriends to learn together hand in hand."

Shen Junyi: "..."

After finishing the dance assessment, Shen Junyi seemed to have no opinion on his participation in the second seat, and finally only coldly said to Liu Xingzhi: "If the second seat you picked out overwhelms you, don’t come to me when the time comes. cry!"

Liu Xingzhi was proud and conceited: "He is still far away."

Shen Junyi was too lazy to take care of his *blocked keyword* disciple, turned to Jiang Shen, and whispered: "Tomorrow Ai Lai will come over, he is your second master, some dance details, and he will teach you later."

Jiang Shen remembered the love and love of Liu Xingzhi and Jing Luoyun's gossip before. He was curious in his heart, but it was tickling but he didn't dare to ask.

Shen Junyi gave him a suspicious look: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Shen made himself brave, and honestly said, "Master, is Master 2 your boyfriend?"

"..." Shen Junyi's face was black, scolding, "Who told you?!"

Liu Xingzhi couldn't help hiding his face from the side, hating that iron is not steel, "Silly goose, do you understand that gossip is gossip, can't you say it in front of the Lord?"

Thanks to the blessing of the little swan, this "seeking to not abuse the love" gossip was cruelly strangled in the cradle by Shen Junyi, one of the protagonists. Liu Xingzhi and Jing Luoyun were scolded by the master for "teaching bad children". After they came out, they grabbed Jiang Shen and rubbed it.

"Oh, forgive me, I'm wrong." Jiang Shen finally rescued his head, "I think everyone knows it."

Liu Xingzhi didn't have a good air: "Everyone knows and can't say it! How embarrassing!"

Jiang Shen: "Is that really true?"

Jing Luoyun laughed: "If you have the courage, today the ancestor came, you also ask him?"

Jiang Shen thought about it, and looking at the attitude of everyone in this studio, the ancestors must not be irritated, if they were more fierce than Master... then he would not dare to ask.

"How is your Swan Lake practice?" Liu Xingzhi asked now on average three days, afraid that Jiang Shen's "confession" would delay his "first dance" progress, "When will it end?"

It is okay not to mention Swan Lake, and Jiang Shen has a new trouble: "Master asked me yesterday, is he practicing Swan Lake?"

Liu Xingzhi: "Master, his elders still care about this?"

Jiang Shen nodded: "Master watched me finish dancing yesterday and said a lot of words. If there is anything more important than dance in the future... what shall I do?"

Jing Luoyun didn't understand too much: "What do you mean?"

"Hey." Jiang Shen sighed heavily, and said after a while, "I'm actually afraid. If I finish dancing, the person I like doesn't understand what to do if I don't accept it?"

"For the first time, I felt that dancing was not always a happy thing." He twisted his dance shoes in his hand, lowered his head, and said softly, "If your feet hurt, your heart will hurt. of."