Chapter Seventy-Three: Frustration
In a dance studio as big as a classroom, with bright lights and fans spinning on the ceiling, all the students gathered there, their figures reflected in the mirrors around them.
Nineteen Nian stood in the last row, and as soon as she turned her head, she could see the mirror behind her.
Looking at herself in the mirror and this unfamiliar dance studio, her expression gradually began to trance.
Huo Wuwu, who was still beside her, patted her on the shoulder and told her that the dance teacher was coming, and she came over in a trance.
They were taught by a young female teacher, tall and thin, with short hair and a pair of long boots, who walked and rattled as she walked.
Nineteen Nian watched her pass by her, then walked to the computer at the front of the classroom and sat down, changed into dancing shoes, and prepared to teach them.
Looking at this room full of students, the dance teacher couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.
"How many students are in your class?" She asked everyone.
The class leader replied, "There are fifty students in total." ”
"So much?" The dance teacher was a little surprised, she took out her mobile phone from her bag and made a call to the piano teacher.
"Hey! Xiao Zhou, you need to come to the piano room. There were a lot of students in their class, and we had to go to class separately. ”
Hanging up the phone, she began to group everyone.
"One more later."
"Ten people in a row."
"Well, from the middle, the south is the first group, and the north is the second group. Spread out some space on either side, leaving a place for one person in between. ”
When the teacher walked into the dance studio with the book, the dance teacher had already divided into groups.
When the two of them walked into the classroom, the dance teacher said to everyone: "The students of the first group quickly put on their shoes and went to the piano room next to them to take a piano lesson. ”
Halfway through the class, the dance studio suddenly became a lot brighter.
The dance teacher walked to the back and closed the door of the dance studio, and asked everyone to stand in order of height, since the line was arranged by height, Nineteen Nian moved from the last row to the first row, and Huo Wuwu stood beside her.
Nineteen Nian raised her lips and smiled at her.
She thought to herself: It's good to stand with her apprentices and be divided into a group, so that they can take dance lessons and piano lessons together in the future.
Seeing that the lion tiger was looking at her, Huo Wuwu not only didn't react, but also turned his head, which made Nineteen Nian very embarrassed.
"In this class, I am going to tell you about the dance costumes, as well as the classroom discipline, and in the last twenty-five minutes, I am teaching you to practice basic skills and sharpen your toes."
According to the dance teacher's plan, she first told everyone about the dance costumes, saying that the four classes would buy them together, plus the dance shoes, and one person would pay 100 yuan, and the class leader would be responsible for collecting the money and paying it all next week.
It just so happens that the costumes will arrive next week, and you should be able to get them for next Thursday.
Are dance clothes and shoes that expensive? Or the teacher collects too much. Nineteen Nian thought silently in his heart. She also plans to go home to Taobao to see how much the dance clothes are really priced.
The middle teacher finished speaking in advance and asked everyone to sit on the floor and rest for a while.
Nineteen Nian moved to Huo Wuwu's side, and asked in a low voice: "I don't think the price of dance clothes is so expensive, is she asking us more?" ”
"Maybe." Huo Wuwu thought for a moment and replied.
She didn't think about the dance costume at all, she thought about what the dance teacher would talk about in this dance class.
She stretched out her hand and dangled it in front of Huo Wuwu's eyes, trying to divert her mind.
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Huo Wuwu stretched out his hand to push her away, and answered her carelessly, never thinking about catching up with the dance teacher and calling them up.
Nineteen Nian had no choice but to obediently return to the position next to him and stand in front of him.
"Before I learn, I'll show you how to do it." The dance teacher sat down on the floor as she spoke.
The legs are straight, the arms are naturally drooping, and the waist is straight.
Standing in the first row, Nineteen Nian sighed: It is worthy of learning dance, and it is really good.
The classmates in the back said that she couldn't see it, so she had to temporarily stop her movements and let everyone sit down.
The dance teacher instructed the students who were closer to the computer to press the play button on the storm video.
The music sounded, and after about ten seconds of prelude, the teacher sat up with the music and demonstrated with everyone.
Everyone is familiar with music, "Little Star Variations".
Some of the students at the bottom followed the dance teacher's self with a curious look and practiced.
"Don't practice yet, familiarize yourself with the movements first, and practice later." The dance teacher stopped the unfinished movement and stood up and turned off the music.
She said to everyone unhappily: "You have just arrived, and you are not familiar with the movements, once you make a mistake, it is not easy to correct it, and it is easy to bend your legs if you do it wrong." That's why I'm just showing you this, you know? ”
"Got it." The students answered in unison.
The dance teacher had no choice but to replay the music and make a serious demonstration with everyone, and after the demonstration, she motioned to the student she had just found to turn off the music.
"Let's learn to sit first, like this, with our legs straight together, our waist stopped, our fingers together, and our left and right arms naturally placed on our sides, just like rowing."
Everyone followed the movements taught by the dance teacher and started to do it.
The dance teacher walked back and forth around them, helping the students who were not doing well to adjust their movements.
"The leg is bent." She bent down and pressed the leg of a classmate who didn't do a good job, and said, "Keep this movement and don't move." ”
When she came again, the classmate's leg was bent upwards again.
"Why are you again, didn't I adjust with you just now?" She reached out and pressed the classmate's leg impatiently, "Don't make any more mistakes, if you make any more mistakes, you will keep this action for ten minutes." ”
She doesn't speak very well, and she is very demanding, and none of the students in her group, except for two students who have studied dance before and have some dancing talents, have escaped her 'clutches'.
Adjusting the posture of Nineteen Nian is probably the most troublesome thing for the dance teacher, and it is also the most uncomfortable thing for Nineteen Nian.
"Straighten your waist and don't bend your legs." The dance teacher had a headache and adjusted the movements for Nineteen Nian.
It turned out to be not as she wanted at all, she asked her to straighten her waist, and as a result, her waist straightened and her legs bent.
She had to help her adjust her legs to straighten her legs, and her waist collapsed back.
"Look at the movements of the classmates next to you and adjust them yourself."
This awkward movement made her whole body very uncomfortable, and when she stopped, Nineteen Nian felt that her body instantly relaxed.
She turned her head to look carefully at the movements of her classmates around her, and slowly adjusted herself according to their movements.
The results are still not satisfactory.
"Give you five minutes, if you don't do it well, you won't have to go to class today, and keep practicing this movement."
Without pressure, there is no motivation. With this in mind, the dance teacher thought that she would definitely do well in the end.
So, she walked to the front and sat down. On the basis of the previous movements, we will continue to teach you the movements of hooking your toes.