"But I heard from my mom that she only signed up for a dance class a month ago and started learning to dance!" Ming Chuan continued to cry with a sad face, grabbed a handful of shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth, "This is really terrible, I heard my dad say that her dad said that her dad said that she was not good at English, and then she easily became the first in class A, I heard my mother say that she just started to learn to dance, and she can dance like this!" ”

Ming Chuan felt that he had been challenged like never before since he was born, and if he had a handkerchief on him at this moment, he would definitely bite the handkerchief to vent his anger.

Although he also watched Xuanqing dance when they rehearsed together a few days ago, and he thought he danced very well, he kept telling himself that maybe he didn't pay much attention to street dance and didn't have any knowledge in this area, so everyone he saw thought he was dancing great.

However, now this fantasy bubble that Mingchuan holds has been punctured by the cheers of many people present.

Cheng Xuanqing, who was on the stage, felt more and more that the body of a twelve-year-old child dancing was really useful, and he felt that he could go to heaven.

In her previous life, she was almost an adult when she went to learn dance, although the dance teacher praised her for her talent, but she was only slightly better than other adults in the adult class, age determines all aspects of physical conditions, and no matter how talented she is, it is difficult to play with various movements as easily as those children who start to learn dance at a few years old.

When Cheng Xuanqing bent down and bowed off the stage, Wang Cheng wrote in his notebook, "The dance is excellent, the stage table is strong, and the typhoon is good." Turning the pen, he wrote, "It can make up for the shortcomings of Lu Hong's dance." ”

Cheng Xuanqing returned to his seat, looked at the empty bowl, smiled and turned his head to look at Ming Chuan, who showed a pitiful innocent expression, Cheng Xuanqing glanced at him, and then turned his head to look at Lu Hong.

Lu Hong wrapped his long arms, hooked Cheng Xuanqing's shoulders and hugged her over, patted her on the shoulder and smiled: "I danced well just now, which proves that I didn't choose the wrong person." ”

Cheng Xuanqing stretched out her index and middle fingers to take her hands away from her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Is it a good jump to prove that you didn't choose the wrong person, or a good shrimp peel to prove that you didn't choose the wrong person?" ”

"Both...... Not bad. Lu Hong blinked, "Watch the show, watch the show." ”

"How are you going to compensate me?" Cheng Xuanqing did not relent.

"I have the TO signature he gave me when I cooperated with Wei Xi in mobile phone advertising at home, if you don't dislike it, I'll go back and send you." Lu Hong said casually while watching the performance.

This is a casual but effective perfunctory sentence.

Cheng Xuanqing instantly laughed so much that her eyes disappeared: "Oh what you said, oh what you said, you have to remember!" ”

Lu Hong continued to nod perfunctorily, silently pulling out the arm that was being shaken by Cheng Xuanqing.

When seeing the sketch performance, Lu Hong received a message from someone else, and the cooperation program of the three of them was ranked next, that is, the penultimate program, the finale performance.

If the last show is not a combination of playing and singing, they are the only ones who do so.

It's a little new in the cliché, at least it's not a simple cabaret show that crashes into a big movie.

Lu Hong stood in the center of the stage, with Ming Chuan and Cheng Xuanqing on one side, Cheng Xuanqing first started with the sound of the piano, and Ming Chuan's saxophone was added later.

Lu Hong's English pronunciation is very standard, not to mention opening and kneeling, at least there is no urine spot, the treble part is quite amazing, although it is a female voice, but it is firm and powerful, whether it is from the song or from her standard almond-shaped eyes, you can feel her devotion to the pious feelings corresponding to this song.

She doesn't have a good voice like Shen Xiaomei, but she knows how to use all aspects of her conditions to perform well.

Wang Cheng, who was sitting in the audience, thought that if Shen Xiaomei could have half of Lu Hong's strength, at least in terms of singing, it would be perfect.

This time, he did not write down his evaluation of Lu Hong in his notebook, crossed out the written word "Lu Hong" with a water-based pen, and wrote on another line "Jian yì and Shen Xiaomei are trained together".

During the last performance, Cheng Xuanqing and Lu Hong received a notice that the closing part would be hosted by them.

"I'm not very good at hosting."

Cheng Xuanqing secretly thought how could she be so unlucky, if she drew the middle show and went up directly to report the scene, it would be over, crying with a sad face: "I'm not very good at hosting." ”

"Then let's talk."

The party, the picture is that everyone is happy.

So five minutes later, there seemed to be an extra cross talk program on the stage, and the two sang and said the first program to the last program one by one, and the performers were familiar with themselves, so they ridiculed, and those who were not familiar with themselves praised and pretended to thank the teachers and the staff of the resort, OVER.

Fortunately, the company didn't rush them home that night because they didn't want to pay for an extra day's room fees, and they had breakfast the next morning before leaving.

Before leaving, Wang Cheng looked for her alone, mysteriously stuffed a piece of paper with a phone number, and told her that if she wanted to join the company and was hindered by her parents, she would make this call.

"Whose phone is this?" Cheng Xuanqing is inexplicable, is this the trick of Langya Pavilion?

"My sister is the teacher Zhao who is in charge of your graduation ceremony performance."

"So what? Does this mean anything to my parents? Cheng Xuanqing tilted her head and thought for a while, but she didn't come up with a reason, could it be that this Teacher Zhao is her father's first love? Or is it the lifesaver of her family?

Wang Cheng knocked her on the head: "Oh, say you're stupid, don't those parents believe what the school teacher says the most?" Although my sister can only be regarded as an external employee for your school's graduation ceremony, she can also become a regular faculty member, and your parents don't know anyway. ”

Cheng Xuanqing's black line: "Then your wishful thinking is wrong, my parents are very trusting teachers, but only for the main subject teacher, and even for my father, he only trusts the mathematics, physics and chemistry teacher." ”

Wang Cheng touched his neck and thought about it in embarrassment: "That...... Wouldn't it be useful to tell your parents about this teacher's achievements? ”

"Unless there is a provincial champion who is born under the influence of her music." Cheng Xuanqing pursed her lips.

"There is no provincial champion, but the year before last, a champion of "Star Movement" was cultivated, which can be regarded as a champion."

The year before last, Star Movement, champion.

Cheng Xuanqing immediately pricked up her ears, caught the key words, and said in disbelief: "The year before last? The champion of "Star Movement"? Wei Xi? ”

"That's right, otherwise how do you think our small workshop could get the cooperation with Wei Xi at that time, although he seems to be out of breath now, but at that time, it was still very, very hot." Wang Cheng shrugged.

"Out of breath? Do you dare to say that Wei Xi is too angry? Wei Xi is ......" Cheng Xuanqing, who was stimulated, was about to turn on the brain-dead fan mode, and opened his mouth to count the awards that Wei Xi won in 2014 and 15 and smashed them to Wang Cheng, and suddenly reacted that Wei Xi in 2008 seemed to be an outdated being.