Ye Hehuan followed the entertainment committee member to the balcony of the dormitory hall, confused: "What's the matter?" ”

"I just have something to discuss with you." The entertainment committee changed Yan Sù's expression just now, and asked her with a smile: "Ye Hehuan, isn't it very good for you to dance?" ”

Ye Hehuan's intuition was not a good thing, and he belittled himself: "I just have a dozen soy sauces, and my movements are not standard, so I can't get on the table." ”

The entertainment committee clapped his hands: "As long as you can jump, it's better than those who can't do it at all." ”

- Sure enough.

The entertainment committee member took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "This is the list of performances for the art show, you see that He Miaomiao was going to dance "Swan Lake", but she accidentally sprained her foot when she went up the stairs at the end of military training in the afternoon, and the doctor said that she would not get better for a while. Da"

"Then go find a replacement."

The recreation commissioner smiled flatteringly: "So this is not coming to you?" ”

“……”

Ye Hehuan's heart was not happy, and he pretended to be stupid and stunned: "Oh, you want me to build yì, right?" I think Zhang Qing, who majored in dance, was good. ”

"No matter how good it is, it's also other majors, except for He Miaomiao, who can dance professionally, is you!" The entertainment commissioner didn't go around the bend with her anymore.

"Hehe......" Ye Hehuan smirked twice, and shirked while handing her back the program list: "Actually, I haven't practiced for many years, how high the dance skills of ballet are, I want to go up, isn't it just an axe in the class, won't the dance professionals laugh at our professional no one at that time?" ”

"That's better than opening the skylight!"

The entertainment committee member tirelessly persuaded her: "Besides, this dance is for the instructors to see, what do they know about it, as long as you are beautiful, even if you roll a few laps on the stage, there are still people below to applaud you!" ”

“！！！”

Ye Hehuan was speechless, and the entertainment committee had already stuffed the program list into her hand again: "That's it, the report performance is on the 30th, so the art show is scheduled for the evening of the 28th, I have borrowed a dance studio from the sports department, and you can go over to practice every night." ”

After finishing speaking, without giving Ye Hehuan a chance to refuse, the entertainment committee member ran away without a trace.

Wind-like women's paper.

――

As soon as Ye Hehuan entered the dormitory, the others gathered around curiously: "What good things are there to share with everyone." ”

"Whoever wants to be a white swan, come on, sign up for yourself!" Dragging over the chair, Ye Hehuan began to look for someone to dance in the dormitory instead of him.

As a result, as soon as they heard the word 'white swan', they immediately scattered and left, each looking for their own mother.

"Such a good opportunity to express yourself, you all plan to miss it in vain?" Saying that, Ye Hehuan glanced at the duck and began to induce her: "Didn't you always want to be the goddess of the courtyard?" Now the opportunity is in front of you, just waiting for you to make a big difference! ”

The duck waved his fleshy hand at her, with the virtue of 'friend'.

Wen Xiang mended the knife next to him: "Then it's not a white swan, it's a roast fat duck." And, can that dance costume fit her massive body? ”

"Why don't you go?" Ye Hehuan looked at Wen Xiang eagerly.

Ma Ningning turned back from his position with a mask on his face, and said to Ye Hehuan: "Don't expect them to replace you, if you want me to say, the most suitable thing is yourself, any of us will lose our professional face when we go up." ”

Ye Hehuan pursed his lips: "You are afraid of losing face, am I not afraid?" ”

"So, there's still a week before the art show, you have to hurry up and practice, we will definitely go to cheer you on the day of the performance."

After taking a bath, Ye Hehuan climbed into bed early and lay down thinking about the art show.

She began to learn ballet at the age of five, because Han Minjing said that girls should be rich from an early age, she hopes that her daughter is an elegant, elegant, intelligent and independent girl, and because she is active by nature, so in piano and ballet, Han Minjing chose the latter.

In fact, Ye Hehuan doesn't like ballet at all, even though she was praised by many dance teachers for her talent when she was young.

The original intention of learning ballet was just to make Han Minjing, who was already depressed at that time, happy.

But in the year when she was smashed by Han Minjing and sent to Vancouver by Ye Zanwen, all the dance shoes and dance costumes were thrown away by her.

Ye Hehuan turned over on the bed, this time she would be nervous, not because she was going to dance on stage, but because Yu Zhongxiao was sitting under the stage at that time.

I don't know if it's the sequelae left by the last pole dance......

Digging out the phone from under the pillow, Ye Hehuan unlocked it, opened the address book, and flipped to Yu Zhongxiao's name.

Just dialed out the phone and hung up quickly, hesitantly, after all, he put away the phone again, not wanting to make himself a sticky kraft candy, especially a man with his character, he shouldn't like girls to text and call him when they have nothing to do, right?

――

Yu Zhongxiao lives in a single-room dormitory.

He came back from the bathroom after taking a shower, black vest and camouflage trousers, and as soon as he pushed open the door, he heard his mobile phone vibrate, but with a short sound, the dormitory soon became quiet again.

In the past, while wiping my wet hair with a towel, I picked up my phone resting on my desk.

When he saw who was calling, he immediately called back.

……

When pressed under the pillow