Chapter 38: Flattered
It turns out that Mr. Lin just wants to teach me how to split. Song Xixi laughed.
After speaking, Song Xixi pushed on the ground with his hands behind him, and easily pulled the other leg directly to the state perpendicular to his body.
Song Xixi raised her eyes to look at Lin Daisy and said with a smile: "Dare to ask Mr. Lin, is my splitting action still standard?"
The sneer on Daisy Lin's lips suddenly froze, and her eyes were full of shock.
Song Xixi's splitting action is as standard as if she has measured it with a ruler, and the flexibility of her body is simply against the sky.
Didn't you say she's a half-ass?
This difficult splitting movement can't even be easily done by her, a person who has been dancing for more than ten years.
Song Xixi found the answer in Lin Daisie's eyes, put her legs down, stood still, and patted the dust on her hands, "Since Mr. Lin expects only a beautiful split from me, then I don't think I need to waste precious time on you." β
In the previous life, no one in the world knew that Song Xixi, the queen of the Dashun Dynasty, was proficient in music and rhythm, good at singing and dancing, and the water sleeve dance was a must.
The reason why she came here today to humbly study is because she feels that the times are developing, and after hundreds of years, dance will definitely change a lot.
She follows the local customs, and should lower her posture to accept and learn new things and keep up with the pace of the times.
However, she never expected to meet a dog like Lin Daisy who looked down on people.
Today is in vain, it's a waste of her time!
"I won't bother the two of you, you continue to rehearse, I'll go first. After speaking, Song Xixi walked out without looking back.
Out of the door of the dance studio, Song Xixi's mobile phone rang.
It turned out to be Song Xiuming.
Song Xixi hesitated for a few seconds, but still pressed the answer button, and asked in a cold tone, "What's the matter with me?"
Song Xiuming on the other end of the phone was stunned, in his impression, Song Xixi still had that indifferent and detached tone, and even the basic title was omitted. Song Xiuming immediately straightened his face and said in a serious tone: "Xixi, I am your father, who asked you to talk to me in this tone?"
"There's something to talk about, I'm hanging up, I'm busy now. Song Xixi didn't want to talk nonsense with this kind of father who sold his daughter for glory at all.
"Are you ......" Song Xiuming was so angry that he clenched his fist and smashed the table, remembering the purpose of calling her, he endured his anger and didn't bother with Song Xixi anymore, and deliberately slowed down his voice and said: "Your dress, I have asked someone to prepare it for you." In the afternoon, I will have someone send it to the Sheng family for you. β
Song Xiuming continued: "Tonight is Old Man Sheng's birthday, and people with heads and faces in Sichuan City will go to the banquet, you behave well, don't lose the face of our Song family." β
prepared a dress for her, but she was afraid that she would wear shabby clothes and lose the face of the Song family.
Song Xixi sneered, and said in her heart: If it weren't for the fact that she still has use value now, I'm afraid that she, the father, wouldn't be able to remember the existence of her daughter.
Without waiting for Song Xixi to speak, Song Xiuming continued: "Xixi, the company has encountered some troubles recently, and the capital turnover is not enough, you can find an opportunity to mention it to Old Man Sheng at the right time, and ask him to lend a hand to us?"
"Father, are you a noble person who forgets things? I am now surnamed Song, not Sheng. Song Xixi said coldly: "To put it nicely, I am Sheng Tingchen's fiancΓ©e, to put it mildly, I am just a rice moth under the fence." I haven't officially married into the Sheng family yet, what qualifications do I have to let Grandpa Sheng help?"
"Song Xixi!" Song Xiuming was easily provoked to anger, "Don't forget, you are also a member of the Song family." If the Song family falls, you will inevitably suffer as well. β
"My daughter has lived for twenty-two years, and this is the first time my father remembers that I am also a member of the Song family, which really flatters my daughter!"
"Song Xixi!" Song Xiuming on the other side of the phone was obviously trying to suppress his anger, "I didn't call today to quarrel with you." Prepare well, don't disgrace me tonight!"
"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up!" Song Xixi didn't wait for the other party to reply, and hung up the phone neatly.
How can there be such a father in this world? Song Xixi felt sad for the original body when he thought about it.
This kind of father who sells his daughter for glory and only has his own interests in his eyes, don't do it!
Song Xixi walked in the direction of the elevator and bumped into Wu De head-on.
Wu De looked surprised, "My little ancestor, you don't rehearse dances in the dance studio, why do you come here to wander around?"
"The eldest aunt is here, and today is not suitable for practicing splitting. Song Xixi didn't want to talk to him too much about the contradictions between women.
"What are you talking about?" Wu De was a little confused, "No, you will have to be on "Talented and Artistic" in a few days." Such a good opportunity, if you mess it up for me, you look good!"
Song Xixi patted him on the shoulder, "Give me peace of mind, I will definitely not mess you up." I have other things to do today, so let's go first!"
After speaking, Song Xixi raised his legs and left.
"Oops...... You stop me!" Wu De hurriedly called Song Xixi.
Song Xixi stood still, turned around and turned back, "Brother Ang, give you a little advice." β
She walked back, stood in front of Wu De, stretched out her hand to help him with her glasses, and said solemnly: "Next time you pick someone, you must wear your glasses better." β
Wu De was confused, and couldn't figure out what Song Xixi's words meant for a while.
Song Xixi didn't answer his questions, "The recording of "Talented and Artistic", I have the bottom in my heart, don't worry about it, I won't embarrass you!"
Walking out of the door of Shengshi Media, Song Xixi did not go back to Sheng's house directly, but went to the pharmacy.
Her right shoulder was seriously injured, and she split a fork just now, accidentally straining the muscles and bones of her shoulder, and now she can't lift it in pain. So, she had to go to the pharmacy to grab medicine and make ointment.
The staff of the pharmacy followed the medicine list prescribed by Song Xixi and grabbed three pairs of Chinese medicine for her. Song Xixi was about to pay when he moved to the cash register, when he caught a glimpse of several jars of delicately packaged gastrodia powder next to the cash register.
"Three pairs of medicines, a total of 178 yuan. Would you like to ask if you are cash or Alipay or WeChat Pay?" asked the cashier.
"Wait, get me some more medicine. Gastrodia, Chuanxiong, chrysanthemum ......"
Half an hour later, Song Xixi came out of the pharmacy with two large bags of Chinese medicine, stretched out his hand to intercept a taxi, and went directly back to Sheng's house.
The west courtyard was as usual, so quiet that only the sound of birds and insects chirping.
Song Xixi went upstairs and went back to the room, pushed open the door, and saw a beautiful and exquisite haute couture gift box on the table at a glance.
Who sent this to her?
Song Xixi opened the gift box and saw that it was a white dress.
The neckline of this dress is very unique, it is an irregular cut, and the slit height at the thigh is just right.
The irregular neckline is studded with broken diamonds, the fabric is comfortable and high-end, and the three words of luxury come to the face.
Unexpectedly, Song Xiuming had a good eye for choosing a dress, and this dress cost him a lot of money.
Sure enough, the businessman knows best the truth that he can't bear the wolf if he is reluctant to let the child. In order to let her marry into the Sheng family smoothly, the iron rooster who loves money like life is willing to cut the meat on his body.
Song Xixi made a few pieces of ointment to disperse stasis and invigorate blood and apply it to his right shoulder. After applying the plaster, the pain was relieved a lot. Seeing that it was still early, Song Xixi sewed a medicine pillow from gastrodia, Chuanxiong, chrysanthemum and other medicinal materials.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still several hours before the birthday dinner of Old Man Sheng, and he was about to lie down to make up for a beauty sleep, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Song Xixi had to get up and open the door, but he never expected that the person who came turned out to be Ge Mingshu.
Her heart thumped, and she had a bad premonition. Because in the memory of the original body, Ge Mingshu rarely set foot in the West Courtyard.