"You can try to straighten your legs first, and then slowly straighten your waist, don't worry, take your time, I'm sure you'll do it well." Yang Siqi, who was sitting behind her, patted her on the shoulder while the teacher was not paying attention, and she patiently taught her, "You can learn my movements, just like this." ”

As she spoke, she put her legs together, "You try this move first, I believe you can." ”

Nineteen Nian nodded in agreement, and she straightened her legs together, if she didn't add a straight foot, this movement would be easy for her to do.

But with the addition of a straight waist, there is another change, and her waist is still leaning back.

She turned her head to look in the mirror next to her, and compared to the other classmates, her waist was indeed bent very obviously.

She shook her head helplessly, glanced at the apprentice next to her, and even her own apprentice did a better job than her.

...... yourself, too It's so disappointing.

Yang Siqi stood up, walked up to her, and helped her adjust her movements.

When the dance teacher saw this scene, he didn't say anything, but continued to teach everyone the movements of hooking their toes.

"I'll help you press your legs, and you try to straighten your waist." Yang Siqi squatted down and pressed her legs with both hands.

Nineteen Nian straightened her back with difficulty, but her legs were shaking all the time.

Yang Siqi, who helped her press, saw her reaction, so he had to stop the movement in his hand.

"Don't worry, you may need some practice." Yang Siqi sat back in his place, "When I pressed your leg just now, I found that your leg was a little trembling, don't force yourself, take your time." ”

"Thank you." After she left, Nineteen Nian immediately resumed her casual sitting posture.

She bent her legs and reached out to rub the thighs she was about to menstruate, but they didn't ease.

"Will you do it?" After teaching everyone the movements, the dance teacher gave everyone three minutes to practice freely.

She walked up to Nineteen Nian and asked her to do the action again.

Yang Siqi's guidance just now can't even have no effect at all. The dance teacher thought so.

Like the original action, the nineteen thoughts remained the same.

So she was criticized.

"I'm going to teach you, and the whole class will do it."

"What's the matter with you, you can't even do such a simple action."

"If you were a student I taught before, I would have been beaten a long time ago." The dance teacher chattered and accusing as she corrected her leaning back from behind.

His legs were painful and numb, his back was also pulled and painful, and in his ears, there was the reprimand of the dance teacher, accompanied by the whispers of the classmates.

Actions that can't be completed at all, but they are forced to complete them, and if they can't complete them, they will be criticized.

The pain of being stretched in the body is not the most important thing at this time, the important thing is that the heart is also hurt, and she has not been so ashamed since junior high school.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, and the more aggrieved I was, the more I wanted to cry. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she stretched out her sleeves to wipe away her tears, but she was so aggrieved that tears could not be erased in a while.

At this time, she actually didn't want to do this action at all, not only was it uncomfortable, but she was even aggrieved in her heart, which was too uncomfortable; She wanted to go home, lying on her little bed, covering her head in her quilt, and crying heartily.

That's all a dream!

The piercing criticism of the dance teacher still rings in my ears.

"What are you crying about, why are you so fragile! I just said a few words about you, what is there to cry about. ”

"Don't cry! You can't even practice the most basic movements, and you're still crying. If I were you, I would definitely practice seriously now. ”

"If I had been a student I had taught before, I wouldn't have suffered a few times." 139 Chinese

"Go to the side and stick to the wall and continue to do this."

Nineteen Nian was completely criticized and stunned, and when the dance teacher asked her to practice against the wall, she didn't come over anyway.

As a result, he received more criticism from the dance teacher.

"Didn't you hear you when you went to practice against the wall? I don't know how to move. ”

Only then did she react, and while wiping her tears, she walked to the wall, and just stood like that, refusing to sit down.

"Why don't you hurry up and practice, the movements are all practiced like that, why don't you hurry up and practice."

She wiped her tears and sat down against the wall, her sleeves half wet from her crying.

She reached out and pulled out her pocket, and at every critical moment, there was not a single piece of paper in her pocket.

Nineteen Nian had no choice but to maintain uncomfortable movements, crying and doing uncomfortable at the same time.

The dance teacher believes that she is the student with the worst dance foundation she has ever led, and she is also the most crying student.

She really hadn't taught such a student, because Nineteen Nian cried for a whole lesson.

When teaching everyone, the dance teacher silently reflected in his heart whether he was too strict in class.

Until the end of class, Nineteen Nian was still crying.

Huo Wuwu was the closest to her, and she was always next to her, including when she was corporal punishment by the dance teacher.

But at the end of class, she didn't even hand a tissue, took the book, and strode out of the dance studio.

At this time, the second group of people in the piano room next door who were taking the piano class had already put on their shoes and came to the dance studio to prepare for the class.

Nineteen Nian was silent for a long time before she got up, and the crowd of people who swarmed made it difficult for her to get out.

"Nineteen Nian, I heard that you have been criticized. Don't cry, it's okay. One of her classmates comforted her by handing her a few thick tissues.

Although she didn't know her, her actions really made Nineteen Nian feel a little warm.

"Yes, I'm fine." She took the tissue she handed and wiped her eyes a few times, "Thank you for the tissue, I'll go first." ”

"Okay, you can go to the bathroom and wash your face first." Li Yuqing said to her, "The bathroom is just across the street from the dance studio. ”

"Thank you."

Grabbing a handful of toilet paper, she squeezed her way through the crowd and rushed into the bathroom.

With a dedicated independent small space, she squatted down and couldn't help crying.

She wanted to cry loudly and vent all the grievances she encountered in the evening self-study, but there were classmates next to her, and she didn't dare to cry for fear of being discovered.

In the small space next to it, Nineteen Nian hid inside, crying helplessly.

When the people outside were gone, and the mood was almost calm, Nineteen Nian immediately pushed open the door and walked to the faucet next to the toilet.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his eyes were red from crying, and the expression on his face was not very good.

She didn't like the way she looked more and more.

Turning on the faucet, she washed her face several times in a row and looked in the mirror several times until her sad expression was no longer visible.

"Why don't you go to class, are you angry with the teacher?"

The dance teacher suddenly appeared behind Nineteen Nian, who was still wiping her face with toilet paper, and she was so frightened that she was startled.