The dance room of the drunken fairy building is on the top of the building, the general girl is not allowed to go up, the road to learning art must be bitter, but the drunken fairy building is particularly bitter, as the graceful dance and the famous Oiran girl Xia He, the dance room is a large part of her life, since last year, after the recurrence of Mei Niang's old disease, she handed over the training of the dance room to Xia He. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Xia He seems to be soft and weak, when she trains, she seems to be a different person, and she is strict and harsh, and the girls call her the iron-masked lady in private. At this moment, Xia Qing was kneeling at the door of the dance room, holding a small bucket in his hand. She quietly pressed the bucket down, and both hands went numb after holding it for a long time.

"Put it on. The cold female voice sounded faintly, "Kneel for another quarter of an hour." ”

Xia Qing only felt that it was better to faint to death, and it was better than suffering like this. I have been kneeling in this punishment for more than an hour because I am late for training, and every time I just want to be lazy, I can always be caught by Xia He, many times she is obviously correcting the posture of other girls, but she can notice the slightest change at the door.

"I was late on the first day of training," Xia He's emerald green satin shoes moved in front of Xia Qing, "I still want to be lazy when I am punished, if I can't stand this little hardship, I advise you to leave early." ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to study hard. Xia Qing looked up at Xia He's eyes, and her big black and white eyes were full of stubbornness.

"Then take it. Xia He stopped watching her start training the other women. Xia Qing secretly thought at the moment when he lowered his head, why did he say it so resolutely, he would be so tired that he would lose face when his hands hung down.....

A quarter of an hour is neither long nor short, and when Xia Qing felt that these hands were about to be abolished, Xia He's voice came in time, "Put it down, you come in." She felt that this was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard, and almost at the same time, the bucket fell, and Xia Qing walked into the dance room while rubbing her arms and shoulders, which had long been numb.

The dance room can be described as a unique hole, just now because of being late, Xia Qing didn't see the appearance of the dance room clearly, and now he just thinks that this dance room is simply big and incredible. The entire top floor was occupied by the dance room, and the ribbons were fluttering in the breeze, and there was nothing around the ribbons that intertwined with each other, making the girls who were training inside look ethereal, Xia Qing opened the ribbons and walked inside, and the girls began to become clear.

I saw that they were wearing very thin silk clothes, their hands and legs were full of red marks strangled by silk, they were wearing green silk without fat powder and no headwear, at this moment they were kneeling on the ground, Xia He was holding a thin rattan and sitting on the only Taishi chair.

"With this kind of dancing, you also want to stay in this drunken fairy building? Don't be ridiculous, your posture is not as good as those dancers in a small wine shop. After speaking, Xia He sneered, "You are not allowed to eat tonight, whoever can do this song of Huang Teng can sleep if I am satisfied, otherwise," she paused, "Just die here." “

The girls below didn't say a word, and they didn't even dare to speak out, because they knew that Xia He was a person who did what he said, and with Mei Niang, even if there was a death in this drunken fairy building, at most, they would be thrown into the suburbs and treated as a nameless female corpse.

The air seemed to be still for a few seconds, but soon the kneeling girls all got up and began to search for their silk and begin practicing. Xia Qing stood not far away, feeling faintly sad in her heart, no wonder Mei Niang would say that this dance room is not a hardship that ordinary women can endure. Looking at Xia He's posture, most of Mei Niang also trusted her to let her take full charge of everything in the dance room, to manage so many people, to train them well, it is really not easy to do without such means.

"Why are you standing stupidly, you haven't been punished enough? If you're still angry, come over and kneel for me. Xia He touched the rattan in his hand, and as he spoke, he pulled it a woman, and a blood mark immediately appeared on the woman's snow-white back. "Why do you stop talking to others?" the girl didn't even snort, just started practicing, and the women around her were also familiar with it, and they were used to such a scene. Xia Qing immediately knelt in front of the Taishi's chair.

"You're just like them, if you don't practice well tonight, you should know the consequences. Xia He had a cruel smile on her lips, she was extremely beautiful, and a bright red cinnabar mole between her eyebrows made her innocent appearance coquettish. "You're a newcomer, I'll make it easy for you to jump once, you've memorized it. “

Huang Teng is a dance music that tests the flexibility of the dancer, on the narrow satin, lower the waist, tumbling, moving up, descending many times, and finally the legs are coiled on the silk and the person rotates and rises in the air, like a phoenix flying into the sky. This kind of dance is extremely beautiful for the audience, but for the dancer, if you don't pay attention, you will suffer a little bit of flesh and skin, and the big one will threaten your life.

This is the first time Xia Qing has seen this dance, and it is also the first time to appreciate the dance of Xia He, who is famous in the legendary capital, those extremely difficult movements seem extremely easy on her, and the difficult movements are completed one by one with a smile and finally after she screams, she lands steadily, the combination of strength and flexibility, everything is seamless and perfect.

"After reading it, I'll practice it for a good time. Xia He picked up the rattan on the Taishi's chair, sat down steadily, and watched the girls practice. "Give yourself a flower name, choose a ribbon and write it down, it will be yours," Xia He looked at Xia Qing who was kneeling on the ground leisurely, "If you can't stay in the future, this ribbon will be torn off, and you can only serve those stinky men." “

Xia Qing looked up and saw that there were indeed many torn silk threads on the roof of the building.

"That's the tombstone of the loser. Xia He seemed to fall into the memory, "If you want to live, you have to work harder than others, otherwise you will be the next dead man." ”

"Hibiscus, I will be called Hibiscus from now on. Xia Qing bit his finger and wrote on a piece of silk.

"I'm not going to die. Xia Qing's gaze was very firm, a beam of sunlight hit the satin, and the word "hibiscus" was illuminated very brightly.