Salad Days - Chapter 42

Although he slept back to Bai Jinyi’s bed at night, Jiang Shen couldn’t help but feel sad the next day when he thought he wouldn’t know when he was going to the United States. He went to the dance room early in the morning, finished his exercises, and performed rehearsal dances, but he was sad.

So that because of his poor condition, Shen Junyi couldn’t help looking at him several times, frowning and naming him severely.

When the outside was lively, Shen Junyi went out to pick up people, and Jing Luoyun and Liu Xingzhi were also very excited, shouting Jiang Shen: “The ancestors are here, look.”

Jiang Shen was not very interested, but did not want to sweep the interest of his brothers and sisters. The three heads were hidden behind the door with their heads folded, seeing Ren Hui and Shen Junyi holding a person up from left to right.

“That’s Master Zu Zong.” Jing Luoyun’s head was at the top, and he lowered his head and said quietly.

Liu Xingzhi hurriedly **** the dirty braids and knocked Jiang Shen’s head with his chin: “You can get arrogant when you wait, don’t lose Master’s face.”

Jiang Shen rolled his eyes and looked at him, a little unhappy: “I won’t.”

Shen Junyi saw the three of them first, beckoned, and turned their heads to the people around them: “You have seen Luoyun and Xingzhi before, and they grew up a lot.”

The man nodded. He wore a wide-brimmed round hat, obviously a very feminine style. This man wore it but did not violate it at all. He turned his face halfway, and the exposed chin line was round and elegant.

Shen Junyi: “This is my new apprentice, Jiang Shen.”

When Jiang Shen came near, Shen Junyi pulled him and introduced, “This is your second master, Ai Lai.”

Ai Lai didn’t speak. He raised his hand and slowly took off his hat.

Unlike Shen Junyi’s widowed and handsome man, it is not the peachy softness like Zhou Luoxiang. Ai Lai is just right everywhere. His picturesque eyebrows are deep and cheesy, and shallow and plain like water.

It is not that Jiang Shen has never seen someone like Bai Jinyi who has such a great look, but Ai Lai is another good-looking person.

He didn’t seem to be real, but more like a dream of emptiness.

“Zhou Luoxiang showed me the child’s dance.” Ai Lai said, his voice was like jade ring. He looked at Shen Junyi and laughed, “You found a good seedling.”

Shen Junyi didn’t like Zhou Luoxiang’s name very much: “You mention what he did.”

Ai Lai rolled his eyes and said lightly: “You remember what happened in the past.”

Shen Junyi frowned, sarcastically: “After all, some people have a bad memory.”

Ai Lai seems to think he is stubborn, he scorns his lips contemptuously, and puts on his hat again. He looks at the children with a kind tone: “I haven’t come back in a long time, see how much you have improved.”

After Ai finished this sentence, Liu Xingzhi and Jing Luoyun both looked like enemies. Liu Xingzhi even sweated out his nervous forehead. Jiang Shen’s face was unknown, so he whispered when he warmed up on the ground Tao: “Master 2 is not fierce at all, so he speaks very softly.”

Jing Luoyun gave him a glimpse of death, the tone was softer than usual: “You will know when you wait… Every time he comes back, all the students in the school have to cry for three days.”

Jiang Shen: “…?”

Liu Xingzhi added with a dark face: “He was scolded and crying.”

Jing Luoyun sighed: “The ancestor was not called in vain, he is really the ancestor.”

Ai Lai was sitting in front of the floor-standing mirror. The expression on his face was always gentle. He occasionally said a few words to Shen Junyi next to him. Jiang Shen couldn’t see anything terrible until Liu Xingzhi and Jing Luoyun had finished jumping part.

“I said you five years ago.” Ai Lai held her arm and looked at Liu Xingzhi’s face. “Don’t be so heavy on the ground. Keep your toes closed. After five years, are you still a pig?”

Liu Xingzhi: “…”

Ai Lai smiled: “No, the pig has better memory than you after so many years.”

Liu Xingzhi didn’t dare to say a rebuttal sentence. When he bowed his head and received training, Jing Luoyun couldn’t help the general trembling, and could not help. After finishing scolding Liu Xingzhi Ai to continue scolding Jing Luoyun, from the “waist is not soft enough” scolded “dancing like a string puppet can’t have feelings”, he finally seemed to be tired, and sent Shen Junyi to pour tea for himself.

“Jiang Shen.” Ai Lai said lightly, “It’s your turn.”

In front of my brother and sister, I was scolded so badly, Jiang Shen didn’t hope that he could hide. He posed with a scalp, and when the music sounded, he quickly entered the state, but only jumped a bar, and Ai Lai called. stop.

Jiang Shen gasped, not understanding where he had jumped wrong.

Ai Lai squinted at him for a while, and suddenly said: “Are you broken up? Jump out of this stupid thing?”

Jiang Shen: “…”

All of them underestimated Ai Lai’s cursing ability.

Ancestors don’t dance, they only scold people.

For about half a month in the future, the fifth floor will be filled with Ailai’s 360° three-dimensional, continuous, and non-repetitive machine gun cursing mode. Everyone lives under high pressure. Every day is practice rehearsal scolding, and the cycle will never be superb.

At the end of the day, all three of the brothers, sisters and brothers were dead, head to head, lying on the floor of the dance room.

Liu Xingzhi was miserable: “Why did he stay so long this time? When will he leave?”

Jing Luoyun lay face up to the sky, the air was about to die, Youyou said: “The ancestor came whenever he wanted, and left whenever he wanted…”

Of course, the most miserable one is Jiang Shen, who is chased by Ai Lai almost every day and asks, “Are you still falling in love?” “Who are you in love with?” “Are you confessed?” Use?” After the elder brother and sister couldn’t see it, they asked him privately: “Have you jumped in Swan Lake?”

Jiang Shen didn’t want to move on the floor, and it took a long time for him to whisper: “I probably can’t jump…”

Liu Xingzhi turned his head to look at him: “Why? People don’t want you anymore?”

Jiang Shen lowered his eyes, pitifully: “That’s not there…but he is going abroad soon…”

Jing Luoyun lay beside him, pushing his elbows and pushing people: “What’s wrong with going abroad? If you have a chance to go abroad later, confess first, maybe you will succeed?”

“Really?” Jiang Shen raised his head and finally had some hope. He asked longingly, “Can I also go abroad?”

Liu Xingzhi: “The competition must go abroad to compare. I have been there many times in Europe, but the food is worse.”

“Europe…” Jiang Shen muttered, “Not the United States…”

Jing Luoyun couldn’t help but gossip: “America? The person you like is going to America?”

Jiang Shen yelled, and sighed in annoyance several times, saying, “I think about it again.”

Liu Xingzhi and Jing Luoyun also have dance lines, and Jiang Shen stayed alone to clean the house. He knelt on the floor and wiped the floor. He was about to put away his dance shoes, and suddenly heard someone behind him say, “Don’t go yet? ”

Jiang Shen turned his head and saw that it was Ai Lai, and his head was big again: “Second Master.” He was cautious, “I will leave immediately.”

Ai Lai didn’t say anything. He took off his shoes and walked in with bare feet. Jiang Shen lowered his head and saw a big scar on the upper and rear sides of his left ankle.

“Achilles tendon rupture.” Ai Lai noticed Jiang Shen’s gaze, and shook his legs carelessly. “Olympic champion Liu Xiang also has this problem.”

Jiang Shen didn’t know what to say, he could only sit on his knees in front of him.

Ai Lai: “Athletes and dancers are prone to this problem, so pay attention to training.” He seemed to recall some time, “I was young and vigorous at that time, and I knew that my talent was not as good as Shen Junyi’s, and I was overloaded with practice. This is the price.”

Jiang Shen also remembered the love and love that had come to Yichuan before. He glanced at Ai Lai, even if there was the encouragement of his brother and sister before, after this period of artillery baptism, he did not have the courage to ask.

Ai glanced at him, and he seemed to know exactly what he was thinking: “Are you curious about my relationship with Shen Junyi?”

Jiang Shen didn’t expect it to be easily disassembled, blushing embarrassedly, and honestly “ah”.

Ai Laile: “No wonder Shen Junyi likes you, it’s really cute.”

“…” Jiang Shen thought about the usefulness of being cute, not being scolded by you every day…

Ai Lai supported his chin and thought for a while: “Did you confess to the person you like?”

“Not yet.” Jiang Shen had no choice but to say, “I just practiced Swan Lake, and I didn’t find a suitable opportunity…”

“Swan Lake.” Ai Lai was a little surprised. After a while, she seemed to understand. “This is indeed Shen Junyi’s style. The tradition of Laiyi is what he can keep so old-fashioned to the present.”

Jiang Shen: “?”

Ai Lai “Shen Junyi probably asked you, why dance?”

Jiang Shen nodded.

Ai Lai asked: “How did you answer?”

Jiang Shen swallowed: “I said…because I like it.”

Ai Lai waited for a while, then opened his eyes and asked him: “No?”

Jiang Shen honestly said: “It’s gone.”

Ai Lai: “…”

Jiang Shen: “…”

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Ai Lai finally couldn’t help laughing. He laughed so much that his eyes were red, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, before he gasped and said: “No wonder Shen Junyi I want to come back and teach you.”

Jiang Shen frowned, looking at him puzzled.

Ai Laiyue breathed, his eyes were gentle, like the soft water plants at the bottom of the lake: “When I was as big as you, I knew Shen Junyi was the kind of skill genius, he could not think of anything, just concentrate on dancing, dancing everything. The template is the same as the template.”

“I also learned him from the beginning and regarded him as a role model. I thought I should be like this.” Ai Lai gestured a gesture. “But I found it was impossible, and I would never catch up with him.”

Ai said: “I just like dancing.”

People are sentient animals, and my feelings are too rich. I can never dance like Shen Junyi. I like dancing, I love my fans, my partner, and even I like him at first.

After Ai finished speaking, she remained silent for a long time before saying: “But Shen Junyi is an idiot, and my likes are not valuable to him.”

Jiang Shen yelled “Master 2”. He thought to explain a few words for Master, but was interrupted by Ai Lai.

“I’m not so specific.” Ai Lai said with a smile, “He rejected me, I like others, I need empathy when dancing, I fell in love with my partner many times, so I am not sure about myself later The initial love for him was a sympathy for dance, and it was just for him.”

Jiang Shen shook his head and said firmly: “I am very specific, I only like one person.”

“Then tell him.” Ai Lai looked at him and said calmly, “Shen Junyi didn’t love me, but he used to try to save me. After I finished the repair operation for Achilles tendon rupture, he renamed the studio. It became Laiyi, using the swan lake I jumped for him as a tradition. All he did was hope to respond to me, to let me find empathy and stand on the stage again, but I failed.”

Ai Lai gave a self-deprecating smile, he said lightly: “I can’t find the place where my soul perches. After truly possessing the so-called dancer’s free soul, I have forever completely lost my love for dancing. .”

“So.” He took Jiang Shen’s hand in a low, pious way, “Your like is extremely precious, don’t lose it anyway.”