Chapter 8 The fat has its own fat in the fat!
Thinking like this, she didn't stop, she went up the stairs all the way, and when she was still thinking about how to rectify the few people downstairs, she suddenly slapped her shoulder, and a crisp voice sounded in her ears:
"Su Tang, what do you think so distractedly?" Su Zhiyi was taken aback, and quickly turned around, and saw a girl with short ear-length hair and a particularly bright smile staring at her with a curious expression.
After searching for a circle of memories, Su Zhiyi remembered who this girl was.
Her name is Wei Yao, her father is a company commander, because they live far away, so they are not particularly familiar, and the only connection in her previous life is probably only the connection of learning folk dance together in a dance class.
Thanks to Song Yanran, she didn't have a good friend in her previous life, and she was really stupid at that time, she didn't feel anything wrong at all, and she followed Song Yanran happily every day.
Now that he was accosted by Wei Yao, Su Zhiyi hurriedly responded with a smile: "I didn't think about anything." ”
"The teacher is looking for you, you've been absent from school for a long time, and if you don't come, she'll get you out. ”
Su Zhiyi nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go over now." ”
As she spoke, she turned around and smiled at Wei Yao before leaving, but as soon as her smile bloomed, she suddenly remembered that she was wearing a mask, and she couldn't see her smile at all, so she put away her smile.
Wei Yao stared at Su Zhiyi's distant back, and wondered a little in her heart, how could she feel that Su Tang was so wrong today? Was she in a trance just now? Although she was wearing a cotton mask, she seemed to see the smile on her face.
Her eyebrows were crooked, and her eyes were round and bright like black glass beads.
Su Tang is notorious, if it wasn't for the teacher asking her to call her today, she would never have talked to her.
"Wei Yao, come here, the teacher will have to check the dance in class in a while, let's hurry up and practice." ”
Wei Yao was wondering, and then she heard a friend not far away calling her, so she agreed and walked over.
Su Zhiyi walked all the way into the cubicle next to the dance studio, and in the short distance she had just walked over, she tried to recall some memories of this dance teacher.
I knocked on the door and heard a clear voice from inside: "Please come in." ”
Su Zhiyi collected his thoughts, and deliberately walked in lightly: "Teacher Yan, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”
This dance teacher's surname is Yan, and he is really notoriously strict.
"Tang Tang, you haven't been here for a week, what's the matter? You don't want to learn dance anymore, do you?" Teacher Yan went straight to the point, and didn't mean to let her sit down, so she stood straight to the side.
Although Su Zhiyi was a little strange about her affectionate name, he didn't show anything.
"If you really don't like dancing, I won't stop you, and I won't force you to learn, but your mother has repeatedly told me that you like to dance, and she just called me......"
Su Zhiyi was stunned, she didn't expect her mother to call the teacher, and she had a heated discussion with the teacher about her interests and hobbies?
"I've heard your mother say it, your face is ......" At the mention of this question, Teacher Yan was obviously stunned, and the topic quickly changed: "Anyway, you study hard, I grew up with your mother since childhood, and I don't want to see your mother worry about you so much." ”
After being reprimanded by Teacher Yan for a while, Su Zhiyi finally left her office with her approval.
When he was about to go out, Su Zhiyi saw a pink envelope on the table next to him, and then he took advantage of Mr. Yan's inattention to take the envelope and hide it in the backpack on her body, and she walked out after doing all this.
changed into dance costumes in the locker room, followed by the fresh girls poured out of the locker room, and walked into the big dance studio, and the girls directly found the pole to press their legs.
Although most of them are teenagers, after all, because they are children learning to dance, they are all very beautiful.
The whole person is as if he is being carried by a thread, full of spirit, and the two words revealed by his body are, youth.
Among this group of girls with outstanding figures, Su Zhiyi should be considered particularly different.
Not to mention how confident and good-looking the girls are, this figure alone is not comparable to her.
They are dozens of pounds in their teens, and Su Zhiyi is dozens of kilograms in their teens.
Although Su Zhiyi would be a little sorry for her if she was really classified as a fat man, but in stark contrast, she did look a little eye-catching.
In fact, among the girls who are excellent in all aspects of the dance class, there is really a similar kind of Su Zhiyi, that is, Cui Ruyu, a young fat man.
That girl is really fat, and the whole person can put Su Zhiyi down, like a matryoshka.
Their dancing of this size is particularly at a loss, no, it should be said that dancing is particularly at a loss, and others wear dance costumes with long hands and feet, and their hands and feet are particularly beautiful.
In them, that beauty has diminished dramatically.
When pressing their legs, others deliberately stayed away from them, so it was logical that they were closer.
is different from Su Zhiyi's leg press, Cui Ruyu is really trying to press the leg seriously.
Her legs were a little thick, and she was pressed heavily on the bar, Su Zhiyi could obviously feel that the bar was swaying, and she was a little afraid of death, so she grabbed Cui Ruyu who was desperately pressing her legs next to her:
"Sister, you don't have to play with your life like this, right?"
Cui Ruyu glanced up at her, then lowered her head, and with just this glance, Su Zhiyi saw the sweat on her forehead and the bangs that had been wet.
Su Zhiyi watched her frantically press her legs without any skill at all, and only after a long time did he propose:
"Or ...... Change your legs?"
Cui Ruyu still ignored her.
Su Zhi was ignored, and he was immediately dissatisfied: "Everyone is here to learn to dance, aren't you here to lose weight?"
Cui Ruyu listened to her words, and this time she finally raised her head, looking at her with burning eyes, not looking down at her just now, but looking at her seriously.
Su Zhiyi looked at the deformed facial features on her face that were squeezed by fat, and unexpectedly felt that there seemed to be something flashing in these small eyes.
Cui Ruyu stopped her movements and looked at her motionlessly, which made Su Zhiyi a little creepy, and wondered if what she had just said provoked her?
She had just put down her legs on the pole at random, trying to take a few steps back and get away from this place of right and wrong, but she grabbed her before she could retreat.
The little thick arm that was originally quite fleshy was clutched in Cui Ruyu's hand, and it really felt a little uncomfortable.