Chen Rou: "Fang Ming, you actually know how to dance?"

Chen Rou's mouth grew into an O-shape, looking incredible.

Fang Ming's superb painting skills just now had already amazed her, and now she saw that Fang Ming was actually dancing so well.

She suddenly became more curious about the man in front of her, he was so mysterious, mysterious and fascinated him a little. How much else was there in him that she didn't understand?

"Chen Rou, your cousin's break dancing moves just now look very professional, not like a layman at all, and generally not five or six years can't reach this level. ”

Teacher Xia said to Chen Rou, and asked Fang Ming again after speaking.

"In addition to breakdancing, what other dances do you have?"

"I can basically do modern dance, jazz dance, Latin dance, hip-hop dance, etc. ”

Fang Ming said lightly, in fact, he didn't know which dances he knew, because he signed up for a high-level dance talent, so he felt that he should know everything, so he told all the dances he knew.

"You can jump?"

Teacher Xia looked incredible again. You must know that his husband is now in his thirties and has been learning dance for more than 20 years, so he can be generalized and refined about these dances.

The young man in front of him looks like he is about twenty years old, and he is so powerful?

Could it be that his family comes from a family of dancers?

What's even more surprising is that he painted Chen Rou's sketch just now, and the painting skills he showed were also very powerful.

This makes Mr. Xia, who has a pale yellow dress and fluffy hair, not know what to say.

This is more than a genius sentence.

Soon, her beautiful eyes looked at Fang Ming's gaze again, and there was something a little different.

If she had met such a handsome boy who was so handsome and excellent in all aspects ten years earlier, she would have taken the initiative to chase after her!

It's a pity......

......

In the afternoon, I had to go to another dance class to help Mr. Xia's husband take dance lessons. So Fang Ming and Chen Rou didn't bother to go back, and found a place to eat casually downstairs in Teacher Xia's painting class.

"What to eat?"

There are several small restaurants downstairs, and Chen Rou doesn't know where to go.

Fang Ming glanced at it.

"Eat yellow stew**. ”

Chen Rou glanced at Fang Ming speechlessly.

Only then did Fang Ming realize that he seemed to have said something wrong.

The two of them still chose the yellow stewed chicken, and one of them ordered one, and the rice was very fragrant.

Fang Ming didn't expect to go dancing this morning, so he casually wore a pair of jeans. If you dance in the afternoon, jeans are not very convenient after all, in case you need to make some difficult movements similar to splitting, he himself is okay to say, but not so good for pants, in case they are ripped open in some places, it will be too big.

So after eating, Fang Ming prepared to find a random shop that sold clothes and bought a pair of loose cotton sweatpants.

"Fang Ming, if you go to substitute in the afternoon, I won't go. ”

After eating the yellow stewed chicken, Chen Rou rubbed her somewhat full stomach and said to Fang Ming.

"What? you're not going?!"

Hearing that Chen Rou actually said that he would not go with him, he was immediately depressed.

In the morning, she was forcibly forced by Chen Rou to accompany her to art class, and she kindly helped Chen Rou's teacher Xia in the afternoon, but she didn't accompany herself?

Fang Ming glanced at Chen Rou with resentment, his little eyes were full of bitterness and hatred.

"My girlfriend is playing with me, and I'm going shopping with her. ”

Chen Rou saw Fang Ming's expression and said to him with a smile. She herself knew that it was a bit cruel for him to let Fang Ming go alone, especially if he had been with her all morning.

"That'...... I ......"

Fang Ming had an expression of wanting to say something, and stammered without saying anything.

I thought about it for a moment before I spoke again.

"How do I feel like I've been abandoned? ”

Fang Ming held back for a long time before he could hold back such a sentence.

"Okay, okay, don't be unhappy, after you finish teaching in the evening, I get off work, we agree to meet here, I'll invite you to dinner!"

After Chen Rou finished speaking to Fang Ming, she glanced at her phone again and said, "Oh, it's about to be my best friend's appointment, I'm almost late, so it's decided, Fang Ming!"

Before Fang Ming could react, Chen Rou turned around and left, walked straight to the side of the road, stretched out her hand to stop a taxi and left.

Only Fang Ming was left standing alone in place, his figure extremely desolate.

Fang Ming smiled helplessly.

Forget it, who let himself pretend to be forced at that time, and he had to volunteer to help Teacher Xia.

I pretended to be forced to finish it with tears......

......

Fortunately, Teacher Xia's husband's dance class was not very far from her painting class, and according to the location given by Teacher Xia, Fang Ming walked for five minutes.

Fang Ming came here as soon as he finished eating, it was only one o'clock in the afternoon, and there was only a tall and thin man in the dance class, a man in his thirties, with a pair of embarrassed eyes, because he often taught dance, he looked very thin.

He should be Mr. Xia's husband.

"Hello, I'm Fang Ming, are you Teacher Li?"

Teacher Xia told Fang Ming that her husband's surname was Li, so Fang Ming went up directly to say hello.

"Yes, I am, you are Fang Ming! You have really done our family a great favor, no way, my wife and I are too busy today to take a break, thank you, young man!"

Teacher Xia's husband took Fang Ming's hand and thanked him very warmly.

"What do I need to do in the afternoon? Teacher Fang Ming Li asked.

"Most of the girls in this class I teach are fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls who come to dance Latin dance, and your task today is to teach them to dance Cha, you can dance Cha Cha Dance, right?"

After Teacher Li finished speaking, he glanced at Fang Ming suspiciously.

When his wife told him Fang Ming on the phone, she was full of praise, saying that Fang Ming was good at sketching and dancing, and he was the standard of break dancing.

Now if he hadn't seen Fang Ming so young, he would have thought that his wife would have seen Fang Ming in the right eye, and he would have been worried for a long time.

But this young man, who just looks average, is he really as good as his wife said?

Fang Ming heard Teacher Li ask him if he could dance, and he nodded. When he mentioned Cha Cha Dance in Latin Dance, he couldn't help but have a memory of Cha Cha Dance popping up in his mind just now.

Cha Cha Dance has a lively, enthusiastic and playful style. Its footwork music takes five steps in four beats per bar: slow, slow, fast, fast.

Take a slow step and take a step, and take a quick step and a beat two steps.

Each step should be performed with pressure on the forefoot, with the knee slightly bent, and when the weight falls on one foot, the heel is lowered, the knee is straightened, the hip is swung sideways and backward, and the other leg is relaxed and bent.

According to this style, Fang Ming danced a short distance in front of Teacher Li with ease along with his seemingly innate muscle memory.

After seeing Fang Ming finish this paragraph, Teacher Li couldn't help but give Fang Ming a thumbs up.

Indeed, from his professional point of view, Fang Ming's dancing is just authentic and more standard than him. It is no exaggeration to say that it is definitely a study with a professional.

"Okay, I'm relieved to see you dancing so professionally, thank you again, young man, I will definitely invite you to dinner if I have the chance! I still have urgent matters, so I'll go, I'll leave it to you here!"

Teacher Li stepped forward to hold Fang Ming's hand and shook it excitedly to express his gratitude, and then left in a hurry.