Salad Days - Chapter 27

Shen Junyi really ran away after half of the class, and the rest was left to the manager Zuo Zhizhi. Poor Zuozhi belongs to the theoretical dance master. He can only talk about it. He can’t jump.

“Don’t let your baby student go so early.” The left-handed beggar asked him pitifully, “I want to see you too.”

Shen Junyi sneered: “Ren Hui will definitely make a video, you can watch it when you come back.”

On the left: “…”

Shen Junyi, the “God of the Earth”, which Jiang Shen danced at the Cultural Palace performance, was recorded in person. After taking it back, he showed it to the studio teachers.

Ren Hui went crazy on the spot and said that she would go to the neighboring city to pick up the child in person. Shen Junyi splashed her cold water: “I’ve been there.”

Ren Hui said nervously: “Will he come?”

Shen Junyi glanced at her: “Zhou Luoxiang also visited him.”

Ren Hui choked and resented: “Why did he rob someone?!”

Shen Junyi turned two jade **** in his hand and said lightly: “He was Zhou Luoxiang. He won the laurel last year in Russia. This year is Paris, France.” After a pause, Shen Junyi continued, “The dance team on the other side of France I was invited to be the judge, and no surprise this year he is the “first dance”

The top ballet international competitions are held in various countries every year, but the real dominant positions are still Russia, France and Italy. The three famous ballet societies can be described as triumphant in the ballet industry. Every year, there are small but extremely high-level gold competitions. These dancing people all have a stinky problem, they are enjoying themselves alone, and their fun is endless. They naturally look down on and sneer at the big events held internationally.

Ballet dancers, like their toes, stand on the souls of all ordinary folks.

In fact, Shen Junyi wanted to find him on the day when the Jiangshen performance ended, but he didn’t guard against it, and Zhou Luoxiang will be the first to board, and then go to the time-hunting dance class afterwards, but then took a holiday.

Shen Junyi has always been only chased and run, when did it turn around?

Teacher Shen, who has no experience, can only use the most stupid way to go to the Cultural Palace every day for a while. Before the dance room opened, Teacher Shen asked the person in charge of the Cultural Palace.

Even so, Shen Junyi was very persistent, and went to the Palace of Culture without any hindrance.

After seeing him several times, Bai Jin finally found an opportunity to talk: “Who are you looking for?”

Shen Junyi looked at him and thought that it would be better to be a dead horse than a living horse doctor. Give it a try: “I am looking for a student of your ballet.”

Bai Jinyi: “Boys and girls?”

Shen Junyi: “It’s a boy.”

Bai Jin raised his eyebrows. He took out his phone and flipped out a photo. It was the face photo he took when he first removed Jiang Shen’s makeup: “Is he?”

Shen Junyi squinted and recognized, he was surprised and said: “Do you know?!”

Without saying anything, Bai Jin asked, “Who are you?”

Shen Junyi was a little embarrassed, he was not used to bringing business cards, and he was afraid that the professional he said could not understand, and after he said his name, he didn’t know how to introduce it.

Bai Jin didn’t respond very much. He looked down on the phone for a while, suddenly raised his head and looked at him again: “Are you stronger than Zhou Luoxiang?”

Shen Junyi realized that the other party should not be an ordinary student, frowning: “How do you know?”

Bai Jin raised his phone and blocked it in front of Shen Junyi: “There is your information on Baidu Encyclopedia.”

Shen Junyi: “…”

Bai Jinyi finally wrote the Shen Shen family’s address and phone number to Shen Junyi. He glanced at the other party and suddenly said, “He is a good student.”

Shen Junyi is still a rack of famous dancers, saying lightly: “This is only known after teaching.”

Bai Jin rolled his lips away, too lazy to tear through his blindness and diligence these days, bowed his head and played with his mobile phone again.

Shen Junyi glanced at his newly collected photos, which seemed to be a chicken, but the tail was a colorful long feather. He couldn’t help but ask, “What is that?”

As soon as Bai Jin pressed the black screen, he carried the phone behind his back, and said indifferently coldly: “Why tell you.”

“I heard that you have a chicken in your family?” Ren Hui helped Jiang Shen press his legs for a while, trying to find a topic, “Shen Junyi said, still has a colorful flower tail?”

Jiang Shen nodded: “It’s called Tony, it’s a wild rooster, and my neighbor’s brother caught it for me.”

Ren Hui envy: “The environment over your house must be very good, right?”

“Of course, the countryside is good.” Jiang Shen’s chin rested on the back of his hand, and the tone was cheerful. “We are farming and raising pigs, chickens, ducks and fish ourselves. The fruits are seasonal, delicious and nutritious.”

Ren Hui laughed: “Will you be lonely when you leave home?”

Jiang Shen was stunned and didn’t speak. After a while, he was a little lost: “I will miss them, my parents, my dog ​​Mao Qingling and Shu Bao, as well as my bookstore grandpa and Tony chicken.”

He was silent, thinking for a long time like a dream, before turning his head and laughing again, “But I still want to learn to dance.”

Ren Hui asked him softly, “Why?”

“Because I like it.” Jiang Shen shook his legs, his smile bright, like a soft young bird.

“I like farming and raising chickens in the countryside, playing with friends, and more than those who add up.”

When Shen Junyi came back, he didn’t show much eagerness. He was followed by a 17- or 18-year-old girl, who was extremely tall, and he was half a head taller than Jiang Shen.

“Her name is Jing Luoyun.” Shen Junyi introduced, “Your sister.”

Jiang Shen didn’t know what to do. Before he became a student of Shen Junyi, he obediently called Jing Luoyun “Sister.”

Jing Luoyun pursed his lips and shouted softly in his voice: “Senior Brother Deep.”

Shen Junyi: “You still have a brother, about the same age as you, called Liu Xingzhi. You didn’t come today, you will see it next time.”

Jiang Shen only thinks that the name is so nice regardless of the elder brother and sister…

Jing Luoyun secretly looked at him a few times, and when Jiang Shen looked back, he shyly avoided, and finally summoned his courage, and shouted to him again, “Sister Deep.”

“Hao.” Jiang Shen agreed with pleasure.

Jing Luoyun pursed her lips again, and she saw no slenderness on the outside. She was taller than many dancing boys on the third floor. She also had short hair cut, and her facial features were both beautiful and young.

“Don’t be so shy.” Shen Junyi motioned to Jing Luoyun to stand next to Jiang Shen. “You demonstrate a few actions and let Jiang Shen learn from you.”

Jing Luoyun covered his face, nodded shyly towards Jiang Shen, and stood in front of the mirror.

Jiang Shen looked at her seriously.

Jing Luoyun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and his expression changed when he opened it again.

Although just following some basic Grand and Jete, Jing Luoyun’s style is completely different from that of Jiang Shen. Jiang Shen is flexible and powerful. When jumping, it looks like the arrow is away from the bowstring, and the muscles on the waist are beautifully curved.

Shen Junyi watched for a while and then clapped his hands to stop them.

“Luoyun,” he said suddenly, “you lift it.”

Jiang Shen didn’t understand what it meant. Jing Luoyun suddenly turned his head to look at him, and smiled shamefully, still softly and gently: “Don’t be rude, deep brother.”

Jiang Shen: “?”

Jing Luoyun stretched out his hand to hold his waist, a little harder, Jiang Shen was actually lifted into the air by her.

Jiang Shen: “??!!!”

Jing Luoyun looked up at him, smiling softly and shyly: “Relax, you are very light and will not fall.”