As the year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder.There was only one snowfall during the day, and a thick layer of ice formed in the artificial lake.The treetops are hung with ice ridges, which shimmer brightly in the light.Huo Yunque took off his coat and walked into the hall."
What about her?"
Now when I go home, the first thing I say must be about Song Miao.People who didn't eat fireworks in the world before also have fireworks and a sense of belonging.Uncle Zhang smiled and groaned, "Miss Song is practicing dance upstairs after dinner!"
”"Dance?"
Huo Yunque chuckled mutly, he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, and walked up the stairs.This little girl, which one is playing?
Uncle Zhang explained proudly: "Miss Song is the president of their class, and she is in charge of the program of this New Year's Day party!"
And Miss Song will also participate in the performance!
”"Oh?
Then I'll have to see. ”He hooked his lips and went straight to the third floor.This dance studio was changed when his mother was alive, but since her death, it has been dusty.In the past, Old Man Huo would come in and sit from time to time, looking at the empty dance studio in a daze.And now, even he is not coming.The door is ajar, and melodious rhythmic classical music is whispered.The little girl is wearing a loose sportswear and is slowly decomposing in front of the mirror.Judging from her jerky posture and movements, it is obvious that she has no dancing foundation.Huo Yunque leaned against the door, clasped his hands around his chest, and watched quietly.Jerky is jerky, and the little girl's body is very soft.Occasionally raise your hand, revealing a small white and tender waist, soft and delicate.Song Miao practiced seriously, and finally stumbled to practice the decomposition action sent by Xu Yue, and when she looked back, she found that she had forgotten most of it - plus she had the same hands and feet when dancing, and she didn't make any progress after practicing for a long time.Song Miao, who has always been smart and known as a genius, has suffered such a big blow for the first time.She stomped her foot angrily and sat down on the floor.Don't practice anymore!
Song Miao was puffing up her breath, and suddenly heard a low laugh, her earlobes turned red, and she turned her head.It turned out that I didn't know when, Huo Yunque was standing at the door.Her eyes flickered, and she said embarrassedly, "Brother, when did you come?"
”"Hmm—soon, only ten minutes."
Huo Yunque's tone was calm, and his expression looked quite calm."
Ten minutes!!"
Song Yao's mouth was shy, and she complained delicately, "Isn't that my embarrassing appearance, you have seen it!"
”She was very interested in dancing in her previous life, especially when she watched it live, the beautiful dancing posture of the dancers made Song Miao envious.But she wanted to practice, but her heart didn't allow it.Song Miao didn't want to make her parents and brothers worry because of her willfulness."
Huh?
What's wrong?
”Huo Yunque walked barefoot, he pulled his shirt to his elbows, and half-squatted in front of Song Miao."
Just now!
I must be stupid with my hands and feet!
”Song Yao's face was flushed, and her eyes were moist and bright.She fingers tugged at the floor uncomfortably, muttering, "It looks so easy, but dancing is so hard—" She didn't want to participate!"
Is it difficult?
But I think you're dancing very well. ”Huo Yunque picked up the phone, and on it was a decomposition action played in a loop.Xu Yue just entered the class group today, and this decomposition video was posted to the group by her.Let everyone practice at home after dinner, and then train and run in collectively when they get to school.