"Next, who will demonstrate it?"

The elegant temperament of the tutor, in front of the art students, is like the Mona Lisa of Swan Lake, the beauty of the masterpiece.

"Li Xue!"

Several boys shouted her name.

"Li Xue, she dances the best."

"Yes, she's the best-looking."

The crowd burst into laughter.

The mentor raised his swan neck, "Who is Li Xue?" ”

Li Xue stood on tiptoe and took a step forward.

"It's quite fantastic, what kind of dance do you learn?"

"I used to dance modern dance, but now I learn folk dance."

"Let's take a while." The instructor asked the students to step back and give way to the very center of the rehearsal hall.

Li Xue's nine-section body, each of which can bend a gorgeous curve, she imitates Yang Liping's "Spirit of the Sparrow", and with a gesture, the peacock stands upright in the wind, jumps and spins, and spreads its wings and flies.

A boy sighed: "It's a blend of spirit and flesh!" ”

The students laughed on their backs.

The instructor clapped his hands and praised, "You are completely fine, you have a solid foundation in dance, which Northern Dance are you?" ”

"It's not."

"This level is much better than the group of northern dances I led, I think you can go directly to the competition."

Walking out of the gate of Minzu University of China, Li Xue cheered and walked around the streets and alleys of Beijing, eating, drinking and enjoying a carnival with a group of dancers.

In the evening, she ran to the campus of the Chinese National University and asked Liu Nandong to take a walk together.

"Aren't you tired? Dancing all day and going for a walk? ”

Li Xue took advantage of the strength of the wine and danced on the lawn.

"Alas, alas!" Liu Nandong grabbed Li Xue, "There is someone on the lawn!" You're just going to bump into it? ”

Li Xue stared at him with a smile, "I can see what we will look like here next year, Brother Dong, do you know what day next year will be?" ”

"There are so many days next year, which day are you talking about?"

"February 4th! Winter olympics! ”

"yes, I almost forgot."

Li Xue wrapped her toes, raised her arms, rotated around, and hummed a waltz in her mouth, "Da la Da La......

"How much did you drink?"

"Beer!" Li Xue gestured with her hand, "It's just a loss, look!" It's just a shame ......."

"Pool!" Liu Nandong once again dragged her back from the brink of danger.

"Pool? Li Dan? Li Xue laughed at a spoonful of the pool.

"What's wrong with you today? So abnormal? ”

"I got the qualifications for the Winter Olympics, the opening ceremony, and the group dance!" Li Xue paused one sentence after another, and hugged Liu Nandong's arm with a smile.

"Really? Then I'll be able to see you on TV. ”

"No! You have to be in Beijing, you have to be in Beijing to see me! I'm at the National Stadium, you have to watch me, Brother Dong! Brother Dong......"

Li Xuele was extremely sad and inexplicably sad.

"Brother Dong, I miss you......"

Liu Nandong was in a trance, as if he had just returned to the time when he first entered the university, he saw Li Xue's graceful dancing at the dance competition, and fell in love at first sight, time flies, and now they no longer exist.

"Brother Dong, I miss you......"

Li Xue was half drunk and half awake, grabbing Liu Nandong's arm, reluctant to let go.

"Do you know where this is?" Liu Nandong pointed to the most visible building in the distance.

Li Xue forgot what she was going to say, and just followed his train of thought and focused her attention on the Mingde Tower in the distance.

"Did you know that building is very spoofy? I heard that there is a century lamp upstairs, which cannot be extinguished, and I listened to the lecture on that building yesterday, and the teacher said that although the ancestors are gone, their souls are immortal. ”

Li Xue's face gradually darkened, and she shook her wit.

Liu Nandong continued, "So, do you want to continue to wander around here? Do you want to go to Mingde Building to have a look, that ever-bright lantern ......"

Li Xue bit her lip, "What time is it?" ”

"It's almost ten o'clock."

"I ...... I'll go first, you send me off. ”

"Okay."

Liu Nandong knows that Li Xue likes the street market at nine o'clock at night; I hate people who are obviously very hardworking, but pretend to be very smart; The corridor that is most afraid of flashing fluorescent lights......

He knew everything about her, the hobbies, the fears, the longings.

If, he hadn't met Lan Xiner in the roller skating club, hadn't gone to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda to participate in the competition, and hadn't compromised with his self-esteem -

Then now they will be completely different.

Since Doris's death, Ben has grown much older, focusing on extracurricular activities in the liberal arts, and he told Jensenjie: "The natural sciences are the masterpieces of the pure heart, and the humanities are the holy places of purifying the mind." ”

Although Jen Senjie is sad, he has not reached the realm of enlightenment, and there are no friends around him who can talk to him except Ben.

Now, even Ben is rarely able to talk about it.

When he has nothing to do, he stays at home and reads Advanced Materials, trying to make better use of computers in new materials.

Zhan's mother made many private appointments with Ning Ran, the first few times they met alone in an open-air café, then switched to a holiday banquet, and then directly invited into the house.

Two female voices sounded in the living room, one was Mom, Jensenjie could hear it, and the other -

"Why are you here again?" Jensenjie deliberately quipped.

"Jie Jie don't say a word, no one treats you as a dumb person!" Zhan's mother took off the silk scarf and glanced at him with disgust.

"Xiaoran, your article is very well written, and your uncle also strongly recommends it to them, and pushes your report!" Mother Zhan hummed a little song and went upstairs to get something.

"What are you lying to my mom again?" Jensenjie squeezed his eyebrows.

"I didn't, my aunt and I are just friends, she treats me very well."

"Who is Uncle? My dad? What to tweet? Salty Text? ”

"What salty, sweet? The time you drove the tractor...... Remember? Ning Ran couldn't help but laugh, and saw Zhan Mu walking downstairs with a yellow windbreaker before she became serious.

"On the issue of fund-raising share reform, I wrote a paper, and my uncle recommended it to be published in Journal C." Ning Ran explained.

Zhan's mother raised her voice, "Yes, I also learned that many liberal arts journals have requirements for academic qualifications, what master's and doctor's degrees, if I think that if you write well, you should directly put your name on it." ”

Zhan's mother compared the size of her clothes, "Xiaoran, what do you think of this?" ”

Ning Ran was flattered and excused herself again and again, "Auntie, I don't need it, really!" ”

"Plot to baa Guan Hai......" Auntie said a lot of Cantonese, Ning Ran listened to it speciously, and before she could react, Auntie put on a windbreaker for her from behind.

Zhan Senjie rolled his eyes, always feeling that Ning Ran's methods were extraordinary, and he loved to play clever, so much so that he coaxed Mommy back to life.

"Sample?" Zhan Mu stood aside with her hands crossed.

"Average!" Jensenjie pouted.

"Hou Xuan! Hou Liangna! Zhan's mother was full of praise, like praising her own daughter, her eyes were full of advantages.

"Huh?" Ning Ran couldn't understand Zhan's mother's Cantonese.

Jensenjie distorted the explanation: "Say that you wear it very ordinary!" ”

"Mess up!" Zhan's mother gave her son a look.

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