"Alas," Professor Wen glanced in the direction where the slender back had disappeared, "It's hard to open your mouth in your heart, right?"

The teacher and student have the same temperament, like a proud lioness and a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

"Why did she offend Teacher Xiao? I heard Guan Guan say that she danced very well. The young man wondered.

He is an outsider, who only knows the beauty of the form, but does not know the beauty of its connotation. But his fiancée understands! Even his fiancée said yes, that must be good.

"What is the killing?" Professor Wen was slightly dissatisfied with his words, and his expression was serious, "Lao Xiao knows that the result is so angry, no matter how bad the student is, he is also her student, and killing her is definitely not a slap in the face?"

The students are mediocre and nothing, and they are afraid that she will be discredited. If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy, and she will not ask for trouble.

"That's the little girl who offends people. The young man was surprised.

"Not necessarily, each judge has different aesthetics and requirements for dance, at least they admit that Luo's foundation is very good, and they gave the sixth place. In the national youth competition, it is very good to have this ranking. He was pleased.

Young man: "......" You're always talking back, aren't you?

In their eyes, except for the top three, the other rankings are not rankings, which are equivalent to consolation prizes.

"By the way, Xianjun, what are you doing here?

"I also have a list of relatives here, I came here yesterday for something, and her mother asked me to come and see you, and by the way, I want to see the list. Zhong Xianjun said with a smile and paused, "Uh, do you want to send a post to Teacher Xiao?"

Professor Wen and his future mother-in-law are sisters and brothers, but Mr. Xiao is not.

"Absolutely. Professor Wen glanced at him, "She's your mother-in-law's younger sister, how can she be rude?"

Not to mention that it has only been five sessions, and it is also a junior sister every other ten.

"Yes, yes, I see. There was a mockery in his tone.

Hmph, Professor Wen glanced at him, and was about to say something, when suddenly a boy wearing glasses came running at the school gate, and greeted them from afar:

"Second Uncle is early, Brother Zhong is early!"

"Hey, early boy," Zhong Xianjun responded with a smile, "Accompany Brother Zhong to the door today?"

"Don't go, I want to practice, Brother Zhong, you go slowly. ”

The boy finished with a grin, ran faster, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This Brother Zhong grew up in the compound of the military region since he was a child, and he is a black-bellied "dead" person who does not pay for his life...... Ah no, it's ruthless.

"Yo, look at this kid is thin and thin, he runs very fast, it's a pity not to send him to the barracks in the first place. Zhong Xianjun said regretfully, "By the way, Uncle Wen, let Teacher Xiao ask her students to go with you at that time? ”

If you are studying in a dance school, you will inevitably have to participate in all kinds of festival performances, and there will be more opportunities to be embarrassed.

"Look at what she means. Professor Wen was noncommittal, walked forward, and chatted as he spoke, "Xianjun, has the Cui family sent a post over there?"

"Sent it, the first one is to send it to them. "The people who came to his door to deliver the posts were all the closest people, even if they used to be.

"That's good, although I fell out, I'll raise you for a while. You are less than thirty, the future is bright, the Wen family and the Guan family are not many capable people in the army, only the Cui family can help you in the future......"

Leave a line in everything, and see each other in the future.

"I know. The two voices drifted apart, "But Uncle Wen, Xiao Ju has a relative over there who suggested that Teacher Xiao's student surnamed Luo choreograph a dance to cheer up the wedding, can you do a favor?"

Teacher Xiao not only has poisonous eyes, but sometimes her mouth is even more poisonous, and she doesn't give face at all, and most people don't dare to provoke her.

“...... Boy, the tiger mustache can't be touched. ”

To put it mildly, if he provokes the tigress, the wedding becomes a "funeral" ceremony, which is a matter of minutes, and even if he is present, he can't control it.

"Hehe...... "Hey, hey" The laughter was full of ridicule, "It can be seen that Teacher Xiao still values this student very much!

The reason is that her appreciation of dance is different, which proves that her kung fu has not arrived at home. ”

How to find out?

Of the ten judges, only one gave a high score, so could it be that we should suspect that the other nine judges' positions were unfair? How can that be called fairness? All of them gave Luo Qingyu a high score? This kind of reason is even more questionable.

Besides, it must be a lot of trouble for the nine judges to defect at the same time, what can she do as a teacher?

Moreover, people fully affirmed the abilities of other contestants, except for Luo Qingyu.

There is always such a scale in people's hearts, and when everyone says you are wrong, maybe you are really wrong. I don't reflect on it, and I still make a big fanfare that the judges have shady scenes, what is the reason?

Be careful and smile generously, ruining the future of teachers and students.

The only way is to find the one behind the bad guy, or the teachers and students to go around and find some stronger backers, to ensure that they are treated fairly in the next national competition.

But is it possible? The teacher and student have been confronting each other for more than two years over a piece of jade pendant, and they are willing to bow to the power easily? It is better to dig a pit and bury them directly.

Counting on the school, the school has its own concerns, and the student's tutor has not taken a stand.

The school is only a place where knowledge is imparted, and students who offend people outside will never interfere as long as they do not cause trouble in the school.

Never expect others to stand up for themselves, because others don't have that obligation......

Speaking of Wen Yuanxiu, oh, it was Professor Wen's nephew, who came to the downstairs department of the piano room to register his name.

"Huh, Yuanxiu, when are you going back to China? Do you want to practice today?" The teacher on duty saw him, and his eyes lit up.

"Yes," Wen Yuanxiu smiled warmly, and said while registering, "I haven't been back for a long time, so I came here today to take a look." ”

This is his alma mater, reliving the old days.

The teacher on duty laughed, "That's right, you went abroad for further study at the age of 16, and it's rare to come back once a year." ”

Known as the prince of piano, he has been sitting on the throne of the first place in the national piano competition since he was a child, and he has gone abroad for further study when he has met opponents in China, and has won gold and silver medals in foreign competitions several times.

The goal is ambitious and the future is bright, which is a successful example in our school's music teaching materials.

Listening to the other party's words, Wen Yuanxiu smiled lightly, was silent, and after logging in his name, he inadvertently glanced at the list of other piano rooms out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly saw a familiar name, and his eyes froze.

Eh, Luo Qingyu, a lonely and graceful figure flashed in his mind.

It's a name he's been getting a lot of people to mention lately, because of her poor ranking in the national competitions. Moreover, he has seen her, and remembers that when he was at home a year ago, he went to the dance theater for his second uncle to give Teacher Xiao a birthday gift.

That day, he found the dance studio of Teacher Xiao's class, but saw that she was moving her back legs alone. When he saw that others were moving their hind legs, he had to grab the legs with both hands or one hand, but she didn't need to, her upper body was almost close to her hind legs, and her slender neck line was beautiful and sexy.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her elbows were slightly bent like bird's wings, stretched comfortably at her sides, or straight to the top of her head, graceful and leisurely like a proud white swan resting.

At that time, he was stunned, but she opened her eyes slightly and glanced at her faintly.

"Who are you looking for?" she asked.

Who's looking, who's looking, who's looking......

I remember that he answered her, but more than a year later, I don't know if she still remembers him. I heard that she was treated unfairly in the tournament the other day, how are you now?