Salad Days

In the dance room in Los Angeles in the morning, the sun was shining on the floor. Jiang Shen had changed his shoes and practiced a set of basic leg movements on the pole. Fortunately, he was accustomed to wearing dance clothes that came with him, or else The United States still cannot buy tights suitable for his size.

Other students also arrived one after another, because of the language barrier, Jiang Shen and them didn’t get acquainted with them for so many days, but they danced without knowing the borders, and inexplicably have a lot of cooperation and inspiration from each other.

For example, there is a brown-haired dancer Chils. His style is similar to that of Liu Xingzhi. The muscle lines are clear and the limbs are very powerful. When lifting her female partner Novie, the movement is beautiful and relaxed. Their double dance is a competition in Vienna next year. The dance plot and movements were specially arranged by Ai Lai.

"Deep." Chils and Jiang Shen both spoke and guessed. "Today, Novie took a leave. Can you help me practice?" He made a female dancer's movement and then crossed the fork. , And then finger Jiang Shen, posing in an invitation.

Jiang Shen quickly responded: "Do you want me to be your partner?"

Chils smiled exaggeratedly. The freckles on his nose were crowded into a pile. He was obviously very happy and thanked him many times.

Of course, Ai Lai heard it. He held out his hand and looked at the other person with a warning expression: "This is Chils only. Jiang Shen also has his homework to do."

Chils made a pitiful face, pretending to be pitiful. He dragged Jiang Shen to an empty place, and the two of them danced together.

Because of the training in a dance room every day, the two-person dance of Chils and Novie Jiangshen almost saw a seven-seven-eight-eight. He was not as petite and light as Novie, but his flexibility was not bad.

The content of the double dance is a ten-minute modern ballet, which talks about a quarreling young couple. From contradiction to reconciliation, there are several female dancers akimbo, stomping, flicking and turning. Jiang Shen After thinking about it for a while, I actually did not tweak it in the formal practice, and it was generous.

"Wow." Chils couldn't help expressing emotions. He compared his thumbs and enthusiastically praised his partner.

Jiang Shen is quite shy, and he is also very serious when working with the exercises. In addition to the dance part of Novie, there are a lot of lifts in this arrangement, which are displayed by Chils. There are even long-distance run-up lifts and rolls in the air. Jiang Shen was a little unsure if Chils could move him.

"No problem!" Chils was very confident. He exaggerated a bodybuilder's movements and shouted, "I'm strong!"

Jiang Shen made an OK gesture. He took a deep breath, followed by two small jumps, and ran towards the male dancer. Chils grabbed his waist firmly and held him in midair. Jiang Shen spread his arms and made Arabesque (Arabespue wings outstretched in the wind), then whirled and dropped, using Chils' arms and shoulders to maintain balance, and finally embraced with the male dancer.

The "noisy couple" finally reconciled. Jiang Shen and Chils faced each other, a pair of "tenderness and affection", and many students who watched them practise around booed.

Chils let go of Jiang Shen. He was not shy. His typical enthusiasm rushed to magnify straight men. Whether Jiang Shen understood it or not, he exclaimed with excitement: "Deep! If you were a woman, I would love you!"

Jiang Shen didn't understand anything else, but LOVE understood it. After contacting the text and the other party's expressions, he was taken aback and quickly pulled out of the role. He repeatedly denied: "You can't LOVE me, I have other LOVE people." Yes, I love him very much."

Of course, Chils couldn't understand what he said. LOVE didn't care when he came to LOVE, and embraced Xia Jiangshen with great enthusiasm. Ai Lai smirked and motioned for his students to come.

"He is boasting you." Ai Lai explained, giving Jiang Shen a list of tracks, "You choose one."

Jiang Shen took the list and asked, "What is this?"

Ai Lai: "The Lausanne entries are all single, you pick one."

The participating repertoires are excerpts from the world-renowned ballet dramas. The difficulty of each one is similar, and the degree of world-famous is similar. How to adapt is the work of teachers and dancers.

Jiang Shen wrinkled his eyebrows and didn't have any clue after reading them all.

"You can go back and watch slowly." Ai Lai's tone was relaxed. "The video of Lausanne's annual competition will be sent to you tonight. You can also refer to it. Choreographing is not a simple thing that you can learn overnight. Don't give yourself too much huge pressure."

Here is a piece of peace and elegance in the dance room, and the boxing gym on the other side is naturally **** and savage.

Bai Jinyi, wearing a black hooded vest, quickly hit the sandbag in front of him, and Senb was surprised when he saw him.

"I thought you would take a vacation." He and Bai Jinyi had a very smooth bilingual conversion. Although Bai Jinyi had no major problems listening to English, he still didn't like to say, "What about your little swan?"

Bai Jin glanced at him from under the hood. With a "bang" sound, his fist slammed on the sandbag.

"..." Senb watched the chain swaying back and forth in silence.

Bai Jin dragged the hood down and sat on the side to bite off the glove straps. The tone was calm: "I'm not going on vacation, and I can play in the next four amateur games."

Senbu dryly said: "Okay"

He always felt that the next four opponents of Bai Jinyi should burn incense to see if they offended a Chinese fairy.

"Next year you will be officially ready to enter the professional league." Senb said, "This year you don't have to fight so hard."

Bai Jinyi: "Entering the professional league is a new beginning. I have to wear a gold belt for several years." He threw his gloves into his bag and drank. "Every game I play now is a career." The accumulation before the game, I need to become stronger."

Senbu laughed: "COMEON, how many can come to the United States to work as a professional at the age of eighteen? You are still a Chinese, too ambitious, what are you thinking about?"

Bai Jinyi sorted out his boxing bag. He didn't plan to change his clothes. The color of the neckline was darkened by sweat stains. He carried the bag on one shoulder, and Bai Jin put his hands in his pants pockets. "I want to be the first Chinese to win the Grand Slam in the welterweight, and I want to stand at the highest place and become an unparalleled hero."

"..." Senbu swallowed hard.

Bai Jin shook his head one by one and said lightly: "Come on, take me back to the apartment."

Although he knew where Bai Jinyi lived in advance, Senbu couldn’t help but feel jealous. After all, boxing in the United States is mostly poor children from the lower classes. They need to stand out and want to raise themselves. Although the path of boxing is bitter in terms of social status, it is also possible to rely on youth and flesh and blood.

People like Bai Jinyi, who are standard for rich children at home and abroad, have chosen to stand on the boxing ring, which can definitely be regarded as outlandish.

Senb sent the other party to the door of the apartment and arranged for the next training time. He couldn't hold back and asked again: "Little Swan really lives with you?"

Bai Jinyi somehow: "Do you want me to call him out?"

Senbu waved his hand: "No, I mean, are you in love? You haven't met in a foreign country for a long time, don't you keep it?"

Americans have always been open to sexuality. In their view, 17- to 18-year-olds are just alive and well, and lovers should say hello to condoms every day when their lovers are by their side.

Bai Jin raised his eyebrows and cooled down: "He slept on the couch in my living room at night."

Senbu: "?" He opened his eyes in surprise, and after a long time, he asked with incredible courage, "Bai Jinyi, wouldn't you be right?"

Bai Jinyi: "..."