readx;? followed the old lady into the door, and it was the lobby. www.biquge.info The floor of the lobby is wooden, and the four of them walked on the floor and made a crisp sound of "popping", which echoed in the lobby, as if responding to the "tick-tock" clock on the roof.

"Usually the students practice dancing here. Shirley explained to Ian, "But it's a holiday today, and they're not here. ”

Ian nodded. He could imagine dozens of girls in long dresses like Shirley dancing barefoot on the wooden floor, their footsteps neat and crisp. Although he doesn't have much feeling for art, he has to admit that the atmosphere in this lobby is very good, and even he has been edified.

Especially when he saw the sunlight shining through the peculiar glass on the girl's waist-length hair, he suddenly had an illusion, as if at some point and sometime, he had seen such a beautiful picture. It's just that no matter what he thinks, he can't figure out where exactly he saw it. Because in his impression, there are no people around him who can dance.

The old lady led the three of them to the center of the hall, then turned back to the crowd and asked, "Which of you is here for the assessment?"

Eve blushed and nodded. Since entering the lobby, her eyes have twinkled like stars, glowing with beautiful colors.

The old lady looked at Eve from beginning to end, and nodded with satisfaction: "I look at my body shape is not bad, I am a good seedling to learn dance." Let's go, I'll take you to Madame. ”

After the old lady finished speaking, she turned and left. Eve glanced at Ian and, with the latter's permission, followed the old lady. The two of them walked up the wooden ladder to the second floor, so that only Ian and Shirley were left in the huge lobby.

"Don't worry, the teacher will like your sister. Shirley took the initiative to provoke the topic and said with a smile, "She is a good seedling for learning dance." ”

Ian nodded, "I trust her." ”

"Your sister is really happy, with an older brother who believes in her so much. "But why didn't your parents come with you?" almost all of our Michelle students were sent here by their parents when they were very young. ”

Shirley asked her own question, because learning dance requires laying a foundation at a very young age, but children are playful, how can they be willing to spend time on dancing. Therefore, almost all the students of Michelle Academy were forced to bring over by their parents when they were very young. It's not uncommon for people to take the initiative to find this academy because of their interests, but it's still relatively rare for an older brother to come with his younger sister like this.

Ian was silent for a moment before he spoke slowly, "Because neither of us has parents. ”

Shirley was stunned.

Ian, on the other hand, didn't want to explain too much on this issue, so he pretended to be suddenly interested in the frame on the wall, and walked to the wall and looked at the frame on it with interest. Shirley quickly straightened her mindset, but her gaze at Ian was a little complicated, with an emotional sympathy that she had never felt before.

It's no wonder that he became a hunter in the hall at a young age, presumably because he had a hard time when he was a child. Shirley thought.

Originally, Ian wanted to change the subject, so he deliberately set his sights elsewhere. But now he was really interested in the frames on the wall, which were all made of wood, which fit the tone of the whole small building. However, the frame is not filled with ordinary paintings, but portraits, and the people who painted these portraits are absolutely master-level, even Ian, who does not know anything about paintings, can see it.

Because these paintings are so realistic, each frame looks like a beautiful woman living in it. The woman is smiling at the person outside the frame, giving an illusion of holiness in the sun.

Shirley walked up behind Ian and whispered, "The people in the painting are the most outstanding dancers of the Michelle Academy's history, and when they were young, they were all sought after by thousands of people. At that time, the status of dancers was not the same as it is now, and now dancers have declined, as evidenced by the demolition of Santiago. ”

"Santiago?"

"Well, the opera house in the imperial capital used to have the same status in the hearts of dancers as the hall headquarters in the hearts of hunters. Shirley smiled reluctantly, "Once upon a time, San Diego was the most popular place for the people of the Imperial Capital, and it was packed every night, so there were these best dancers. ”

"And now?"

"Not anymore. Shirley sighed, "People don't like to go to opera anymore, and dancers are naturally declining." In the past ten years, there has been no dancer who can make the people of the imperial capital remember, so the number of paintings on this wall has been fixed for a long time. ”

Ian looked up at the portraits, the smiles were really beautiful, but it was undeniable that they were empty and monotonous. Maybe time has made them fade.

"Are they all still there?" Ian asked.

"Basically out of this world. Shirley said, "Even if you're alive, you're still sixty or seventy years old." These paintings record their most beautiful moments, but people have forgotten their most beautiful moments, so how can they care about them when they are old?"

Ian felt that Shirley's words were right, philosophical, and sad. But it is also very realistic, so the atmosphere is suddenly depressed, and the sun is no longer warm and bright, but hot and boring.

Shirley obviously noticed this, and hurriedly changed the topic and said: "My teacher is also on it, she is an exception, although she is also in her fifties, but in our hearts she is still as beautiful as before, so beauty can be preserved." ”

"Your teacher?"

"Uh-huh, here it is. Shirley pointed to a painting that was farther out and said, "This is her, and her name is Rita Kurma." ”

Ian looked where Shirley was pointing and saw her teacher. An equally beautiful woman, with a dignified and peaceful smile. In particular, her eyes have a sagacity that other painted women do not have.

"Your teacher is beautiful. Ian praised.

After complimenting, Ian looked away, and at that moment, he caught a glimpse of the outermost painting, and then froze.

"That's it, what are you looking at when my teacher was famous in the imperial capital?" Shirley asked suspiciously, seeing Ian suddenly staring at a place.

Ian didn't answer.

The woman on the outermost painting is different from the others. She was also smiling, but she revealed two shallow pear vortices, less dignified and more playful and cute, like a beautiful girl.

Although Shirley didn't know why Ian was so interested in a painting, she didn't know why Ian didn't answer, so she didn't want to ask, but just introduced Ian to the woman in the painting.

It's just, do you still need her to introduce you?

As a child, how could he not recognize his mother?

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