The location of Tan Chuyin's dance studio is quite remote, probably because the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, Tan Chuyin's own reputation has been played, and the conditions of the studio have become secondary.

Lu Xiu walked around the neighborhood three or two times and didn't find a suitable place to park, so he simply leaned on the curb and parked on the side of the road temporarily.

It was already getting dark, and the dim streetlights were trimming the top of his car.

He got out of the car with long legs, closed the door with a "snap", took a deep breath, and didn't know why there was a mood in his heart that was close to homesickness.

She has been training in Tan Chuyin's dance studio for three whole days.

Xu Chunqiu was completely closed in the crew for several months when he was filming "Crazy on the Day" before, and he also missed her at that time, but he didn't remember to scratch his heart and lungs as much as he does now.

This long retrograde forgetting has polished all of Lu Xiu's sense of security, and even if Xu Chunqiu's memory has been restored, he is still inevitably a little afraid, for fear that she will miss something again.

Tan Chuyin's dance studio is located on the second floor of an old residential building, there is no elevator, Lu Xiu confirmed the address given to him by Tang Ze, and then opened the door with a "creak" and entered the dusty stairwell.

The lighting is not voice-controlled, Lu Xiu pressed the switch after groping around the wall twice with difficulty, and the light bulb on the ceiling flashed twice quickly, but it didn't light up, it should have been broken.

He had no choice but to take out his phone from his pocket and walk upstairs by the light of the rear-mounted flashlight.

Halfway through the climb, he was confronted by a woman.

The man was about forty years old, his shoulder blades stretched, his posture straight, and his hair tied in a tight bun on the top of his head.

It's Tan Chuyin.

Lu Xiu hadn't seen Tan Chuyin before, so he didn't take this stranger who passed by to heart to heart. The stairwell of the residential building was too narrow, and he politely turned sideways to let the lady go first.

And Tan Chuyin looked at the person in front of him with interest.

He was clearly a first-time visitor, dressed in a well-dressed and upright suit, and judging by the way he was dressed and gestured, he clearly did not fit in with the environment.

This man is ......

Tan Chuyin raised her eyebrows slightly, although she didn't know much about the entertainment industry, she had read a lot of comments about Xu Chunqiu out of strong curiosity these days.

If memory serves, this girl should have a fairly rich boyfriend, surnamed Lu, who is engaged in finance.

This is Mr. Lu.

Tan Chuyin did not leave in a hurry, but stopped and watched with interest.

I saw him go up to the second floor step by step, and when his eyes shifted, through the transparent glass door of the dance studio, he saw the person he had been thinking about for a long time.

In the excerpt of "White Swan Variations", Tu Zi selected part with a series of whip turns.

The so-called "whip turn" refers to the rotation of the tip of one toe, which looks very beautiful, but it is not easy to practice.

The staggering ballerina has to keep one foot in the air and rotate on one foot continuously, and between each rotation, the ballet dancer pauses for a moment to face the audience, at which point her supporting foot is flat, and when her toes rise again, she starts spinning again.

Lu Xiu didn't understand any so-called principles, and he didn't care about how those whip spins at all.

He just felt a lot of pain.

Her ankles were so thin, and the weight of her whole body was all on her toes, and he felt pain just looking at it.

Xu Chunqiu had just started practicing whip spinning for a short time, and his movements were not very proficient.

It doesn't take much effort to keep your head, and when you do the rotation in ballet, the essentials of keeping your head are not much different from those in opera.

I saw her propping herself on the ground with one foot, holding her on the bar to stabilize her center of gravity, and then began to spin. At the end of each spin, the support leg stabilizes the body, and the other power leg lifts up and straightens, moves from the front to the side in a beautiful trajectory, and then folds back to the knee.

Her movements are precise and crisp, smooth as flowing water, but her stability is slightly worse, and the whip can only be rotated once at a time.

She spun in concentration, practicing over and over again, oblivious to the people standing outside the glass door.

Lu Xiu noticed that the mirror of the dance studio had been covered with a thin layer of water vapor, and with such a deadly training intensity, Xu Chunqiu had been practicing like this for more than eight hours.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw Xu Chunqiu unstable, and her pointe shoes slammed to the side, but fortunately, she had been injured since she was a child, and her body had already reacted first, she supported it with one hand in the direction of the bar, but her ankle was not injured.

Lu Xiu's heart hung high, his breath was suffocated, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line.

Xu Chunqiu finally stopped, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, sat down with her back against the mirror, and removed the straps of her pointe shoes little by little, checking her ankles and toes.

The moment she took off the toe cover in her shoes, Lu Xiu's breathing suddenly became short, and her eyes were about to split.

She was injured, several of her toes were wrapped in gauze bands, and the tip of the second toe of her right foot oozed blood, and the white gauze that wrapped it was red.

Xu Chunqiu skillfully drugged it, changed it to new gauze, and then wrapped the pair of pointe shoes around her ankles again, she sat on the floor and rested for a while, then grabbed the pole again and stood up, and once again spun the whip with her toes as the axis.

Lu Xiu clenched his back molars tightly, and the green tendons on his neck were jumping.

Don't jump, don't jump anymore......

There was a voice in his heart that repeated the same words countless times, and he couldn't stand it for a second.

God knows how much he wanted to just push the door open and rush in, pick her up by the waist, and never let her wear those damn pointe shoes again.

Tan Chuyin also thinks so, aren't all the domineering presidents in the middle like this, the extraordinary desire for protection and possessiveness fell from the sky, and many little girls were fascinated by it.

But Xu Chunqiu is not a brainless little girl, and Lu Xiu is not a domineering president.

He just stood outside and watched, clenching his fists tightly, locking Xu Chunqiu's body with a burning gaze, watching silently.

Because Tang Ze had told him, she didn't want him to know.

Lu Xiu took a deep breath, and he decided to respect her opinion.

He wouldn't let the spur of the moment affect her.