The dance department of A University is placed in the whole A University, and it is not a very important or high-level department. As a result, most of the teachers are also a little lax, resulting in many students in the dance department who have been eating their old books for four years of college, and their level is stagnant, and they have not learned a reason, and they are unemployed after graduation.

Although Mr. Dong is very strict, at least he is willing to teach his students. Since the beginning of the school year, Xiao Yuze and Misu have agreed that only in Mr. Dong's class can they achieve significant ability improvement.

Freshmen studying dance are just at the end of the peak period of soft opening development, and only by firmly grasping and carefully exercising endurance, dance sense and other aspects can they fully develop the potential of a dance student. Mr. Dong is strict in class, and his face is always not good-looking, but at least his teaching arrangement respects the development law of dance students.

Thinking of this, Misu and Xiao Yuze didn't have many complaints in their hearts.

If you practice, you will practice, and the teacher will not practice every day.

However, soon their understanding and understanding of Teacher Dong were shattered by Teacher Dong's cruelty.

Teacher Dong was too ruthless, and every student was constantly asked by him to redo the movements, and his waist and legs were sore, and he couldn't stop complaining.

However, he also asked all the students to go to him alone to do the exercises, except for the students who were doing the movements, the other students had to step up their practice according to the tasks he assigned.

"Xiao Yuze, I want to slip away." Misu whispered.

Many classmates are wasting their legs on the bench. According to Mr. Dong's requirements, students whose crotch roots cannot be attached to the ground are not qualified, and students whose crotch roots are attached to the ground must ensure that each leg consumes enough three minutes to do the next exercise.

Misu's crotch has been pressed against the ground, and her legs are numb.

However, the classmates around her who were a little worse were even more pitiful, their crotch roots couldn't be touched to the ground, and everyone was so pale in pain that they were in cold sweat.

"Don't panic, we both have a minute and a half left on this leg. One second less, Lao Dong can see it. He whispered to her and bit her ear.

"Leg drain over there, and it's all about the classroom when you fall in love?" Teacher Dong Yu Guang found the two who were whispering, and warned mercilessly.

Xiao Yuze: ......

Misu: ......

Wronged.

In A University, which is not known for its dance department, strict teachers and nightmarish blanket classes like Mr. Dong are still rare, but in the dance academy, such classes have long been commonplace for students.

The students there are also all kinds of bones, and the most exaggerated ones are like Lu Panpan and Zhong Buqun, who have been baptized in various professional courses, and have the energy to go outside the school to drink and fall in love, and even spend all their spare time on fun, and can also ensure super high grades in professional courses.

Gu Qing promised them that Li Li's class and the department's theoretical lecture class could be "absent for some reason", and these class hours could be diverted to the competition rehearsal.

But they don't have to do any homework.

No, the two arrived on time and participated in the training of the blanket homework.

In the School of Dance, the style of painting in the blanket class is completely different from that of the Dance Department of A University.

When all the students consumed their legs, they seemed to have reached a state of concentration, their crotches were pressed against the ground without speaking, and the whole dance room was not to say wailing, and it was difficult to hear even the sound of breathing.

Professionals like Lu Panpan and Zhong Buqun can even put two more yoga blocks on the bench to increase the difficulty of consuming legs.

A large stack of yoga bricks is stacked in the corner of the classroom for easy access.

The teacher didn't need to urge much, and the students practiced a series of skills such as big jumps and small jumps, flat rotation and leg turns, and handlebar exercises, and almost all students had standard movements.

A few minutes between classes, Lu Panpan and Zhong Buqun got together again.

Now their personalities are "lovers", which must not be exposed in front of classmates in the same department.

"You know, I've heard that there seems to be more than just a group of students in our professional group in our area. A University also sent two of them, who were younger than us. Zhong Buqun whispered in Lu Panpan's ear.

In the eyes of others, it is the two young couples who are mixing oil in honey, where would they have thought that they were talking about such a serious matter as the competition.

Ye Peilan, who didn't get a clear answer from Zhong Buqun last time, felt bitter in his heart, but he had to comfort himself that he was still the Zhong Buqun who was used to flowers. He didn't even have the courage to admit his relationship with Lu Panpan, which shows that he won't be ambiguous with her for long.

Lu Panpan didn't care about Zhong Buqun's words, "That's two children." It would be nice if we rehearsed normally. Can you still worry that the two children have a stronger sense of dancing than us and have received more training than us? ”

Zhong Buqun thought she was too careless, "These two people are not simple. It is said that it was an accidental slippage that made A pick up the cheap. Now University A has spent a lot of money for the two of them to hire Nan Qiao, a famous teacher from City B, probably for the regional finals or even national awards. ”

"Nan Qiao?" Lu Panpan knew Nan Qiao's name very well, and when he heard this, he couldn't help frowning.