Chapter 242: It's Not a Money Matter (For the Alliance Leader)

Wang Xiao came to the School of Dance with a very rigorous and academic exchange mentality.

After getting out of the car, he looked around, and Wang Xiao sighed.

Entering the school, looking at the many handsome men and women coming and going, Wang Xiao was still tsk.

Li Zixiao couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean?" ”

Wang Xiao responded with emotion: "It's really time to buy a car." ”

The woman didn't understand for a while, and she didn't know what Wang Xiao meant by this.

And Su Ruoxue on the side was already laughing at the moment.

"Assistant Teacher Wang, based on your salary, it is estimated that you can't afford to buy a luxury car. It's useless to drive a car worth tens of thousands of dollars to the school gate. ”

At this time, Li Zixiao also came back to his senses, and glared at Wang Xiao angrily and funny, "I have a lot of good cars there, if you are interested, I can lend them to you." ”

Wang Xiao looked lonely, and his face was full of regret, "I haven't taken the driver's license yet, it's really a mistake." ”

Laughing and joking, the three of them came to the dance studio. There is already a group of beautiful girls dancing in dance costumes.

Wang Xiao put down his shoes and sat down cross-legged on the floor, watching it with relish.

Li Zixiao and Su Ruoxue muttered for a while, and then stepped forward to chat with the girls. looked and felt that these people all knew each other, and they pointed at Wang Xiao with their hands from time to time between talking and laughing.

After a short time, a group of girls came over and surrounded Wang Xiao.

"I heard you're good at dancing?"

Wang Xiao waved his hand modestly, "General, the third in the world." ”

The girls were laughing, and it was clear that they didn't really think of him as a master.

"The one you danced in the bar last time, you do it again." Li Zixiao agitated on the side.

Wang Xiao shook his head again and again, "That's a dance to worship ancestors, how can it be used lightly." ”

Li Zixiao narrowed her eyes, so faceless?

Su Ruoxue squatted down and whispered a few words in Wang Xiao's ear.

Wang Xiao turned his head to stare at her, "What do you say?" ”

Su Ruoxue smiled charmingly, "If you don't believe it, forget it." ”

Wang Xiao immediately stood up on the floor with one hand, "I am here to promote our traditional Chinese culture, and the things of the ancestors are no worse than those foreign ones." Let me show you the beauty of Chinese dance. ”

The girls sat in a circle, smiling and watching Wang Xiao stand in the middle to prepare.

"Burst the shirt first!"

Su Ruoxue shouted with her hands in the shape of a trumpet.

Wang Xiao's face turned dark, and he looked at the clothes on his body distressedly, "It's very expensive." ”

Li Zixiao pouted. There are many specialty stores in her house, and the set on Wang Xiao's body adds up to a few hundred yuan.

"I'll buy you a new one, whatever you want."

Wang Xiao nodded, grabbing the placket with both hands. Close your eyes and adjust the rhythm of your breathing.

The change in momentum made the girls who were still giggling before quiet down.

After a moment, Wang Xiao opened his eyes. There was a murderous aura in his eyes!

In ancient times, ancestors were sacrificed, mostly after winning wars. Sacrificial sacrifices are not just three animals and five animals.

"This guy is definitely not simple." Li Zixiao whispered in her best friend's ear: "He has this momentum, and ordinary people absolutely don't have it." I don't know what secrets are hidden in him. ”

Su Ruoxue's beautiful big eyes stared at Wang Xiao without blinking, "It's okay, if you have more contact, you will know any secrets." ”

The torn shirt bursts to reveal a sturdy and perfect muscular line. The girls around suddenly exclaimed.

The business of the gym is so good, not because the men want to work out with a sweaty body, but because the girls like to watch it.

Rich and solemn.

Even if there is no soundtrack and accompanying dance, with Wang Xiao's dance, the girls' hearts are still attracted by his dance.

It is different from the popular group of demons dancing, or the soft little fresh meat dance. The dance with a dignified sense of vicissitudes and a solemn atmosphere made everyone marvel.

Li Zixiao leaned on her best friend's shoulder and whispered, "This guy can do so much at a young age, and he can do it so well." This is not something that ordinary people can do. I think... Hey, have you listened to me again? ”

Su Ruoxue looked at Wang Xiao with a confused gaze, and her saliva was about to flow down.

As for what my girlfriend said, I didn't hear anything.

She just likes sunny boys.

At the end of the dance, Wang Xiao relaxed his muscles and stood in place to adjust his breathing.

This kind of classical dance pays attention to the rhythm of the breath, and the physical fitness can't keep up with it, and even can't jump down at all.

'Bang Bang! ’

There was applause, but not the girls. Rather, it was a middle-aged teacher standing at the door of the classroom.

"Teacher Fang."

The girls hurriedly got up to greet them. It was Fang Chuan, a senior teacher at the Dance Academy, who came.

"Young man." It is estimated that Fang Chuan, who is forty or fifty years old, has maintained his figure very well, stepped forward to Wang Xiao's side, and asked curiously, "I look a little familiar with you in this section, it's not Song or Ming, and it doesn't look like Tang." What kind of dance are you dancing? ”

"Teacher Fang." Wang Xiao nodded and saluted, "It's Zhou Leli's great martial arts." ”

Fang Chuan nodded suddenly, "No wonder, I just said that it didn't look like Tang Le, it turned out to be Zhou Le." ”

Clapping his hands, Fang Chuan turned to the girls and said, "Everyone, pay attention, this young man just now is not an ordinary dance. This is one of the six joys used as the joy of the temple and the worship of ancestors. ”

"Dawu is a war dance with a weapon in hand, and it praises the great martial arts of the martial king. There are a total of six sections in this dance. Including team dance and solo dance, the whole dance is magnificent and majestic. Qin Shi Huang leveled the world, and among the six generations of temple music, only Dashao and Dawu still existed. This is not something that the average person can learn. ”

"Young man." Fang Chuan turned around and patted Wang Xiao's sturdy shoulder, "Your physical fitness is excellent, and your dancing skills are extremely solid." One person can show the spirit of the war dance, good, very good. What level are you at? ”

Wang Xiao scratched his chin, "I'm not a student of the academy, I'm a teaching assistant at the Academy of Fine Arts." ”

"What?" Fang Chuan obviously didn't believe in "Painting? Don't laugh, how can those guys who like to play with the pen understand the charm of dance. Their thin arms and legs, let alone dancing the war dance. Let them jump a section of the sunset red have to gasp. ”

The girls laughed and fell, the competition in the industry is really everywhere.

Wang Xiao spread his hands helplessly, "I am really a teaching assistant of the Academy of Fine Arts, and I came here this time for academic exchanges." ”

If he had said this before, Fang Chuan would have asked the security guard to throw Wang Xiao out.

As soon as you learn to draw, come to us to exchange yarn.

But seeing Wang Xiao dance a set of martial arts, Fang Chuan's mind was different.

"How much does the Academy of Fine Arts pay you? I'll give you more money, and you will come to us. Now there are too few young people who understand traditional culture and can dance so well. ”

Wang Xiao looked embarrassed: "It's not about money. ”

Fang Chuan nodded again and again, "I understand." ”

Turning around, he motioned to the many girls around, "Take a closer look." ”

Well. The girls in the dance academy are all beautiful and have good figures. jiesuo all kinds of difficult ... Ahem~~~

Li Zixiao and Su Ruoxue, who had black faces, ran over, grabbed Wang Xiao from left to right and ran out, not even the clothes that were still on the ground.

The two of them know Wang Xiao very well, and they know that this guy is tempted by his eyes.

This time I came here to test, but I didn't want to give away the target.

Many people in luxury cars outside watched in amazement at the two top beauties, running out with a strong man, and directly getting into a Maserati.

Looking at the Maserati running away like a gust of wind, these people were full of fog.

What's going on?

Coming to a men's clothing store, Li Zixiao got out of the car to buy clothes for Wang Xiao.

When she returned to the car with a few clothing bags, she saw that her best friend had leaned against Wang Xiao.

"This is my car!"

This tentative action came to an end.

Su Ruoxue generously fulfilled her previous promise to Wang Xiao in her best friend's car.

Although Wang Xiao was unable to have cultural exchanges with the girls of the dance academy, they complemented their dance skills. But it didn't come in vain.

The only one who is angry is Li Zixiao, this is her favorite car.

Wang Xiao just went back and forth between the modern world and the world of the Dream of Red Mansions, and at the same time wondered which world the second world anchor should be used in.

Before I knew it, it had been more than half a month since I came back this time.

On this day, Wang Xiao came home from class at the Academy of Fine Arts, and when he was waiting for the bus at the bus stop, a middle-aged man with glasses next to him hurriedly got on the bus, but forgot his handbag on the chair.

Wang Xiao looked at the bag with a puzzled expression.

He didn't want to be nosy, but his inner sense of morality kept reminding him to be a good person.

Wang Xiao, who was helpless, could only take the bag, opened it and looked at it, and saw that there were 8,000 yuan in it, and took out his mobile phone and called the police uncle.

While waiting, Wang Xiao played a few games of chicken. It's a pity that half of it landed in a box, and half of it didn't even make it to the finals.

When it was time for the last game, I finally entered the finals, and I was lying on the grass to prepare for the yin man. The police uncle arrived with the recovered owner.

"It's not right!"

The owner looked through his wallet and counted the money, and immediately shouted, "I obviously have 10,000 yuan!" ”

Wang Xiao tightened his face and closed the mobile phone that kept being scolded by his teammates, and he knew that it would not be much.

"How much money exactly?" The policeman's uncle asked Wang Xiao.

"Eight thousand."

Of course, Wang Xiao can't admit this account, isn't this a lie.

"No, it's 10,000!"

The owner looks polite, but he is fierce and fierce.

There is no camera nearby to prove Wang Xiao's innocence, and Wang Xiao laughed in the face of the imposing owner.

"You said you had 10,000 dollars in your bag?"

"That's right!"

"Oh." Wang Xiao nodded: "Then this is not your bag." Comrade policeman, this bag was lost by someone else. ”

There was only money in the bag, nothing else. When Wang Xiao said this, the owner had no way to prove anything.

In fact, what kind of situation this is, for the experienced police uncle, it has long been seen.

Hearing Wang Xiao say this, he was also willing to cooperate. said that he would take it back and wait for the owner to come to the door to find it.

In fact, they had long seen that the clothes Wang Xiao was wearing were worth tens of thousands, and if they really took the money, they would definitely take it all, how could they care about the two thousand yuan.

originally wanted to slander people, but he didn't expect that the owner who was countered was extremely angry, and suddenly raised his fist and smashed it towards Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao's eyes flashed with a touch of murderous intent. chaptererror();

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