Rush to the goal! (a)

On the way back to the training hall, the atmosphere in the car was very dull. Deng Siling frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and stared at the road ahead with her eyes, without saying a word. Qi Fangfei also tilted her head to look at the scenery and was silent.

Although there was no communication, the two of them were thinking the same thing.

The ending of a generation of dance masters turned out to be like this. Those once fanatical fans, with the retirement of the actors, have they disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the world? How many people know about the current situation of Taolan?

…… Nothing to say all the way.

Since it was time for lunch, the two of them first went to a small restaurant next to the training hall for a brief meal before returning to the training hall.

As soon as the door opened, everything was as usual.

During the break, Zheng Xianya sat down at the table by the window and buried her head in writing the score, and from time to time exchanged a few words with Sheng Zihan, who was playing the hand speed training program opposite. Zhao Yanwu talked to Lin Yinyin, who was polishing her shoes, about the problems that occurred during dancing, while cleaning the training stage with a broom. Qi Xuanying, a person with a regular schedule, leaned back in his chair and was closing his eyes to recuperate. Jiang Zhilin was not in the house, as the only boy, he resolutely accepted the responsibility of taking out the garbage, and every day after everyone ate takeout here, he very consciously packed up the lunch box and went out to rush to the garbage bin across the street.

Seeing Deng Siling and Qi Fangfei entering the door, everyone simply said hello, and the work in their hands did not stop at all. Deng Siling stretched and sat down next to Zheng Xianya and looked at her phone. When she looks at her phone, she basically contacts the store that supplies her ballet shoes, asking about stocking, color, sales trends, etc. Seeing this, Qi Fangfei sat next to Sheng Zihan, the two chatted a few words, Qi Fangfei stood up and went to open the windows one by one to ventilate.

"Sister Xuanying......"

A soft call broke the quiet afternoon. Qi Xuanying opened her eyes and saw Qi Fangfei in front of her with a hesitant expression. "Huh?"

Usually this girl calls herself a senior in a regular manner, but just now this "Sister Xuanying" showed a strong sense of closeness.

"I... I was thinking about ...... just now" Qi Fangfei lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito. After two seconds, she seemed to have made up her mind, raised her head, and showed eagerness in her beautiful eyes, and said:

"What are we dancing so hard for?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderclap, piercing the quiet atmosphere. Everyone turned their heads in surprise and looked at the girl.

“…… I'm sorry...... I'm probably asking too ...... It's so abrupt. Feeling the burning gaze from all directions, Qi Fangfei lowered her head in a panic and whispered.

Qi Xuanying was also stunned for half a second, then reacted and said lightly:

"Dancing is a hobby, so what's the 'why'?"

After a brief pause, she continued, "...... Because dancing gives me a sense of intoxication, accomplishment, and happiness, I dance. Since you want to do this, you have to do it desperately and do it well. ”

Speaking of this, Qi Xuanying stopped, waiting for Qi Fangfei's answer, "What do you think?" ”

“…… I know. However, I think we should set a specific goal to strive for......" Qi Fangfei took a deep breath and said firmly.

"There has to be a goal like this, in case it is achieved!" Sheng Zihan took over the conversation and expressed the meaning completely for Qi Fangfei.

"Same question. Life has to be a little passionate. Lin Yinyin cherished the words like gold, and echoed.

"The goal...... Actually, I want one too. ”

"Then set a small goal first......

"From simple to difficult."

Everyone nodded their heads and fell into deep thought. A minute passed......

"Ahh

Zhao Yanwu, Qi Xuanying, Deng Siling and Zheng Xianya suddenly shouted in unison.

"A good goal comes to mind!"

The three newcomers looked at them expectantly.

Zhao Yanwu grinned, stretched out a finger, and said word by word: "Winning the national competition - how about it?!! ”

"Not good!! It's not a small goal at all, is it!? The three freshmen had mixed feelings.

"Hey, I think it's okay!" Deng Siling and Zheng Xianya agreed with a serious face, and Qi Xuanying also clapped her hands expressionlessly.

The corners of Sheng Zihan, Lin Yinyin and Qi Fangfei's mouths twitched, and a bitterness filled their hearts. Oh, crushed......

Seeing the bitter gourd faces of the three of them, Zhao Yanwu smiled, hooked Lin Yinyin's shoulder, and comforted: "Hey, it's not that serious, we're not bad at anything, it's not too difficult to practice well." ”

Zheng Xianya also nodded, "And it's a good opportunity to improve your ability." ”

"Once every four years, the odds of being selected are much better than in other competitions."

"And ah......"

In the gloomy sunshine, several girls put their heads together, and you talked excitedly......

They didn't know at this time that this afternoon, the direction of the dance name had changed from now on.