Chapter 230: The Sad Girl

Since Jiang Yan entered the examination room, Ah Zhu became nervous, because she was next, pursing her lips, and her little face was tense. โˆ‘๏ผŒ

It took nearly twenty minutes for Jiang Yan to come out of it.

The girl was really clever, without the slightest nonsense, she walked up to her and whispered quickly: "The one on the far side of the left hand is the examiner, and don't be nervous, you can do what they tell you to do." โ€

Without waiting for her to inquire more carefully, she heard her name called, nodded to Jiang Yan, quickly stroked the clothes on her body, took a deep breath, and walked into the examination room nervously.

There were five teachers sitting in a row inside, and Ah Zhu stood opposite and bent down and bowed, "Hello teacher." โ€

"Hello." The others were all smiling, only the examiner teacher who was sitting on the far left, Jiang Yan said, responded with a smile on his face, and asked, "Is there any accompanying music?" โ€

"Yes, yes." Ah Zhu hurriedly took out the tape and handed it over.

The teacher took it and put it in the cassette machine, and then said no more.

The teacher in the middle asked, "Let's introduce myself." โ€

"Yes." Ah Zhu swallowed nervously, and began to stumble introducing, "My name is Ah Zhu... No... No, my surname is Li, my name is Li Azhu, and I am from Taohuazhai in Xiangxi......"

Although she was facing the teacher who was asking questions, she couldn't help but look at the teacher on the far side of her left hand when she spoke.

After she finished introducing herself, the teacher smiled and asked, "Little girl, why do you keep looking at me?" โ€

"I... Not... No. Ah Zhu hurriedly lowered his head, feeling that he shouldn't bow his head at this time, and raised his head again. I looked straight at the teacher in the middle.

And the teacher still didn't have a trace of expression. I could see that her palms were sweating. Quietly rubbed it on his clothes.

"I took a look, you didn't write cultural results on it, and you are seventeen years old this year, is it this year's college entrance examination?"

"It's... Yes. โ€

"Are you sure you can meet the school's literacy requirements?"

"Sure." The rest of the replies were stumbling, but this one was quite confident.

The teacher who asked raised his eyebrows lightly and said: "The school has high requirements for the cultural level of dance students, and if the results of the college entrance examination can reach this level, it means that they can almost be admitted to a good university, why do you need to take the dance academy?" โ€

"I love to dance." Ah Zhu replied in the affirmative.

"It's not enough to just like it, you have to be talented."

This sentence sounds like a negative to Ah Zhu. My heart tightened, and my forehead sweated.

Fortunately, the teacher stopped asking questions after dropping this sentence, and the examiner, who seemed to be the most kind and kind, took over and said, "You don't have to be nervous. โ€

"I... I didn't. Ah Zhu subconsciously denied it.

The teacher looked at her two clenched little fists and smiled, and said, "Come, you follow me." Take a long breath, yes, then exhale slowly, gently stroke your chest twice with the palm of your hand, then take a deep breath and stroke it twice. โ€

After doing it, he smiled and asked, "How do you feel now?" โ€

Ah Zhu said embarrassedly: "It's much better now." โ€

"That's good." The teacher said, "Since you like to dance. I'm sure you've done your job, so let's take a look at your dance now. After saying that, he pressed the play button of the cassette machine.

Ah Zhu replied yes. As the music plays, the action begins.

Eight Treasures Bronze Bell Dance is a traditional dance of the Tujia family, the rhythm is more cheerful, mainly used in festive activities, originally the old priest in the clan sacrificed to the ancestors to pray for blessings when the dance, and finally developed into a dance of many people, and Ah Zhu is now dancing is her own single dance transformed according to the dance of many people, not as rough and bold as the dance of many people, but more beautiful and ornamental.

The origin of this dance is eight copper bells, not to mention the meaning of the represented, eight copper bells nailed to a 30 cm long wooden handle, dancing with the wooden handle, with the movement and the copper bell jingles. After she transformed, she removed the wooden handle, and instead nailed eight copper bells to the costume, four on the phoenix crown on her head, and one on each of her limbs. The hands do not need to hold the handles, and the free hands add some tricky postures.

All over the body, no matter which part of the body moves, it will be accompanied by the crisp sound of the brass bell.

Ah Zhu has never been nervous when he danced before, as long as he starts to beat, he will be immersed in the realm of magic and selflessness, and he can't pay attention to the outside world, but today he was a little surprised, and he couldn't concentrate all his attention, and he couldn't help but pay attention to the situation of the invigilator.

Then, things went wrong.

One was not careful, and he didn't cooperate well with the music, and his body movements slowed down for a moment, and he was uncoordinated when he reacted to chasing the beat. If it's other silent dances, that is, if you don't have these brass bells on your body, it's not really a mistake, but the problem is with these brass bells, because the slightest dissonance of the body's movements will show up.

was originally nervous, and it was even more nervous if it was chaotic again, so it was wrong again and again, and in the end, it became a mess, and it was completely out of rhythm.

The music was still playing, but Ah Zhu had stopped, bowing his head eagerly, waiting for the worst verdict.

The five teachers above didn't speak, but they made eye contact.

In fact, there were not five invigilators for this exam, but six, and the exam began when the candidates entered the locker room.

Other disciplines may not have very high requirements for body shape, but the requirements for dance cannot be high, so the part of changing clothes is a part of examining body shape, but students don't know it.

Asking for a dance is not to see what level you have reached, but to see what kind of potential you have, just like in martial arts novels, the bones are strange and not strange. It may seem mysterious to say, but that's really how it was investigated.

There is no doubt that the five teachers with an average age of forty and above have such an eye, whether it is a jade or a finished product that does not need much carving or even if it is carved, they are fully capable of identifying it in ten minutes.

So, this dance. It doesn't matter if you finish the jump or not. It doesn't matter if you jump well or not. The important thing is to show the things that you don't know about in your daily life.

The teacher, who Jiang Yan said was the chief examiner, nodded first, and the other four nodded one by one, and the silent exchange ended.

Poor Azhu was still bowing his head and feeling sorry for himself, completely unaware that the results had come out.

"Little girl, look up." The most kind teacher.

Ah Zhu raised his head, the word pear blossom with rain is the most appropriate to use at this time.

"Why are you still crying?" The teacher couldn't stop laughing.

Ah Zhu hurriedly wiped his face and asked timidly, "Teacher, am I unqualified?" โ€

"We can't say it yet, but we've seen your potential." The teacher said.

This sentence sounded an affirmative answer to Ah Zhu's ears. He lowered his head again, and there was a sadness on his small body.

The teacher smiled bitterly and shook his head, this girl has a good figure, a good dance, and even better potential, but she is too shy, too fragile, like a flower that has been cared for in a greenhouse for more than ten years, and she can't withstand a little blow and setback.

There was a moment of unbearable feeling in my heart, and I wanted to sue her for the result. But at this time, the announcement of the results was not very fair to the children who had not yet taken the exam, so they held back. said, "You press your leg again and do a few stretches." โ€

"Oh." Ah Zhu replied in a low voice and took off the phoenix crown on his head.

First, a big split, two-legged horse. This is followed by a seated body bent forward, arms folded around the legs, head almost on the legs. Finally, there is a back bow, feet and hands on the ground, and the whole body forms a graceful arc.

The voice is delicate, the face is cute, the temperament is soft, the body is soft... There is still a lot of water, and when I say water, I mean tears, such a girl...... I won't say anything.

"Alright, that's it." The teacher said.

Ah Zhu stood up and smoothed her clothes, biting her lip and looking at the teachers, her face was still full of frustration, in her opinion, the dance failed, and no matter how good she did in the future, it was probably useless.

"Alright, you can go out." The teacher said, "The results will come out the day after tomorrow, and you can come to the school at noon the day after tomorrow to check." โ€

"Oh." Ah Zhu picked up the phoenix crown on the ground and walked out silently.

"And tapes."

Ah Zhu turned around and walked over to get the tape.

The teacher added when he handed her the tape: "Have faith in yourself." โ€

The little girl's eyes had already regained moisture, and she couldn't listen to such comforting words at all, nodded slightly, and walked out of the examination room quickly.

Jiang Yan hadn't left yet, she was waiting outside, and was startled when she saw Ah Zhu's appearance, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?" โ€

"I probably won't be able to pass the test." Ah Zhu endured not to let the golden beans fall, and said in a trembling voice.

Everyone else on the side looked over and became nervous.

Jiang Yan pulled Ah Zhu and said, "Let's go outside and talk about it." โ€

Out of the building of the examination room, Jiang Yan asked again, "What happened?" โ€

"I didn't dance well." Azhu was still immersed in frustration.

Jiang Yan's cognition is similar to Ah Zhu's, and she also thinks that dancing is the most important thing in the dance class exam, but when she heard that the dance was smashed, she didn't know how to comfort her.

Azhu began to look left and right.

"Are you looking for him?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Who?" Azhu doesn't know why.

"The one who sent you... Brother. โ€

"Oh, yes." Azhu nodded.

"It should be in that parents' lounge." Jiang Yan pointed to the house on the side.

"Then I'll go look for him." Ah Zhu looked at Jiang Yan, then at the house, and said a rare euphemism.

"Uh-huh, will you come over the day after tomorrow to see the results?"

"Look... Look. She seemed a little uncertain, she felt that she had failed, but she had a glimmer of hope.

"Then we'll see you the day after tomorrow, I'll go first."

"Well, goodbye."

When Di Yun saw the girl, although the girl was no longer crying, her eyes were red and she had obviously cried, but he didn't ask what happened, he just smiled and said, "Let's go, your sister Xu has already booked a restaurant and will go to eat together." โ€

When she walked out of school, the girl kept her head down and did not speak, silently following him.

It wasn't until I got in the car that I glanced at him and whispered, "I didn't do well in the exam." โ€

"How do you know if you didn't do well?" Di Yun smiled and asked, "I just heard in the lounge that the results will only come out the day after tomorrow." โ€

"It's... It was the day after tomorrow, but I didn't dance well. โ€

Di Yun smiled and shook his head.

The girl didn't know why, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Do you know what the most important thing to focus on in the dance school entrance exam?" Di Yun asked.

"I guess it's dancing." When he asked this, the girl asked back uncertainly.

Diyun shook his head again.

"Isn't it?" Azhu is not sure.

Di Yun smiled: "I had similar thoughts to you before, and I also thought that the dance class of the dance academy must pay the most attention to dance, but I chatted with a teacher in the lounge just now and realized that the dance academy, especially the dance class, pays the most attention to cultural achievements." โ€

"Why?" Ah Zhu was confused, there was no sadness and frustration for the time being, and the expression of surprise on his face was cute.

"I don't know." Di Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, that's what the teacher of the Dance Academy said, and it shouldn't be a lie." It is said that the Chinese score of the entrance examination will account for 60 percent, and today's test will account for 40 percent. Today's investigation is a synthesis of the image of the body, not just dancing. โ€

Hearing him say this, Ah Zhu looked happy, and then frowned in frustration: "But my performance today is also very bad, and... And cried. After saying that, he bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Ha, girls, sometimes crying is not necessarily a bad expression."

"Why?"

"Tsk... It's hard to explain. Di Yun felt that he really couldn't explain clearly.

"Oh."

Ah Zhu was enlightened by Di Yun like this, although he was not as sad as before, but he suffered from gains and losses, and he was still immersed in his own world.

Di Yun shook his head and started the car, this girl can no longer be described as simple, just like a porcelain man, people can't bear to touch it, lest it be broken.

The next day, Lao Xu was fine, so he took Ah Zhu to walk around the capital, accompanied by Di Yun, and made a cameo appearance as a photographer by the way.

After shopping around the main square, before going to the Forbidden City, when Lao Xu took a photo with a fan, Di Yun received a phone call.

It's strange that Yuanquan called.

Among the girls in her sister Xiaoyu's dormitory, this girl was the first to have a boyfriend, and Di Yun knew the most, because her boyfriend was Xia Yu, and that guy always liked to take out his girlfriend to show off.

"Brother Yun, can you come out and talk?"

"Uh, when?"

"Now, if you can."

Di Yun looked at Lao Xu, who was taking a photo with someone, and Ah Zhu, who replaced him as a photographer, but in the end he didn't refuse.

Lao Xu asked after he finished, "Who called?" โ€

"A friend over there in the Chinese opera said that there was something wrong, you take Azhu for a walk, I'll go over for a while." Di Yun didn't say his name.

"Chinese opera?" Although Lao Xu didn't get to the bottom of it, his eyebrows unconsciously raised slightly, and he instantly recovered, "You don't have to pick us up at night, we'll go back by ourselves." โ€

"yes, okay."

Lao Xu pursed his lips and pulled Ah Zhu towards the Forbidden City, and Ah Zhu glanced back at him.

Di Yun scratched his head, went to the parking lot alone to pick up the car and left. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wรจnhttp://mnet

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