The day's classes ended quickly, and the primary school program was stress-free for Fu Zhiyu, except for mathematics.

The math teacher's speech was like a lullaby to her, and as soon as he spoke, she wanted to see Zhou Gong.

She's too hard.

The driver, Xiao Chen, came to pick her up on time, opened the rear door for her, and after waving goodbye to Yu Zhi, she got into the car.

"Miss, your dinner." Xiao Chen handed over a pink lunch box, which was still warm.

Fu Zhiyu took it, opened it, and ate it in small bites with a spoon.

The original owner also had classes in the evening.

She likes ballet and piano, even if she is not in good health and cannot exercise vigorously, she strongly asks the Fu family and his wife to sign her up to learn ballet and piano.

Fu Zhiyu felt very fortunate because she also studied ballet before she wore it, and she loved it very much.

Although she still has to learn piano now, she is already very happy to be able to continue to study ballet and continue her dreams.

On the ballet stage, she will definitely be on the stage again.

The elementary school ends at 4:30 a.m., but the school asks all students to stay after school for after-school tutoring and leave at 5:30.

She started taking piano lessons at six o'clock and didn't have time to go home for dinner, so Xiao Chen usually brought food to her from home, and she ate it directly in the car.

The black Rolls-Royce stopped steadily in front of a simple villa, and Fu Zhiyu stepped on a pair of cute Japanese-style small leather shoes and walked to the gate under the leadership of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen rang the doorbell, and the coffee-colored door quickly opened, and it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who opened the door.

The boy wore a white shirt and a pair of black straight-leg pants, which looked refreshing and clean.

He has a delicate face, a handsome nose, and a smile obviously hidden in his Danfeng eyes, looking extremely gentle.

His voice was also very gentle, like a spring breeze: "Xiao Zhiyu, the teacher is not here today, I'll teach you." ”

The breeze and the moon are nothing more than that.

"Hmm." Fu Zhiyu nodded.

She knew that this was Mr. Lin's protégé Yi Xin, who was only sixteen years old but had already won international awards, and it was more than enough to teach her a "beginner".

Yi Xin suddenly felt that Fu Zhiyu was exceptionally well-behaved today, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of her hair.

Fu Zhiyu was stunned.

She was touched and killed by a little kid on the head?

She doesn't want to lose face?

"Yi, let's get started." Fu Zhiyu pushed away Yi Xin's hand on top of her head without a trace.

was pushed away by Fu Zhiyu, Yi Xin didn't feel angry, but still said in a very gentle tone: "What's wrong with Xiao Zhiyu today, I used to call my brother, did my brother make you unhappy?" ”

"It's not." Fu Zhiyu shook his head, his expression seemed to be serious, "It's just that I've grown up, and you touch my head to make me feel very shameless." ”

"Poof." Yi Xin followed her words and said, "That brother won't touch your head in the future." ”

……

Fu Zhiyu sat down in front of the piano, Yi Xin stood next to him, and asked, "The teacher said that he had taught you "Wave" before, so you can play it again now." ”

Fu Zhiyu's hand was on the piano, but he didn't move: "...... Belch. ”

Yi Xin noticed her abnormality: "What's wrong?" ”

Fu Zhiyu rubbed his fingers: "I...... I don't remember. ”

"It's okay, I'll play it for you and see if I can remember." Yi Xin sat next to Fu Zhiyu, his white and slender fingers lightly placed on the keys in turn, and he began to play after a pause.

The sound of the piano in the ears is crisp and melodious, and the clear and bright flow in the heart like a clear spring, making people willingly fall into this wonderful piano world.

After the song, Fu Zhiyu couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Yi Xin is worthy of being Mr. Lin's protégé, and the tunes he plays seem to have an indescribable charm.

"Xiao Zhiyu, you can try it."

Fu Zhiyu was weak-hearted: "Easy ...... Brother, I, I still don't remember. ”

"Is that so?" Yi Xin still has that gentle voice, "I heard the teacher say that you are very talented in learning piano, but you have to practice diligently to achieve something." ”

Fu Zhiyu couldn't cry or laugh: "...... Good. ”

Yi Xin deserves to be the most gentle male partner in the book, even critics are so gentle.

It's just that he later fell in love with the heroine of the original book, and love couldn't make his temperament change greatly, and he was no longer the gentle boy he was at the beginning.

Fu Zhiyu only felt sorry.

Next, Yi Xin re-taught Fu Zhiyu to play, only to find that she had forgotten even the most basic fingering before.

Yi Xin had no choice but to teach from scratch.

He really felt like he was teaching a beginner.

An hour and a half later, Fu Zhiyu finally finished the piano lesson, and she felt that her fingers were no longer her own, so sour.

Yi Xin looks gentle, but when he trains people, he really doesn't talk about any affection.

It's terrifying.

"Miss, are you tired, do you feel unwell?" Xiao Chen handed Fu Zhiyu water and a pack of bread to Fu Zhiyu to replenish his strength.

Fu Zhiyu shook his head: "No, I feel okay." ”

The piano class is not tiring, but the body of the original owner of the ballet class is afraid that it will not be able to bear it.

The person who taught Fu Zhiyu ballet was a woman in her thirties, dressed in intellectual style clothes that looked capable and serious, and her tight face made people look fierce.

This teacher feels the same as Fu Zhiyu's previous ballet teacher, and Fu Zhiyu actually feels a little inexplicably familiar.

"Hello teacher." Fu Zhiyu took the initiative to say hello.

"Hmm." Rong Yun nodded lightly, "Go change into your practice clothes." ”

Fu Zhiyu was very well-behaved: "Good teacher." ”

As mentioned in the original book, Rong Yun didn't like the original owner very much, she didn't actually want to teach her, but she was forced by her family background.

Fu Zhiyu changed her clothes quickly, and she couldn't wait to take ballet lessons.

Before wearing the book, she danced ballet for at least an hour every day, and she never stopped for so many years, and she felt uncomfortable when she didn't dance for two days when she first wore it.

It's so nice to finally be able to dance ballet!

After putting on ballet shoes, Rong Yun first asked Fu Zhiyu to do a fifteen-minute stretching exercise to stretch the muscles of her whole body, so as not to be strained during the exercise.

Rong Yun's voice was not warm: "Dance the pointe dance steps that you were taught in the last class." ”

Fu Zhiyu stubbornly said: "Teacher, what pointe dance steps did you learn in the last class?" ”

Rong Yun paused, glanced at Fu Zhiyu deeply, and said expressionlessly: "The ballonne pique of the variation of the curtain girl of "Giselle". ”

This dance piece is danced by Fu Zhiyu and is a ballet repertoire suitable for beginners.

Of course, the beginner here refers to a ballet dancer who has at least two years of ballet foundation.

Fu Zhiyu took a deep breath and slowly stood up on his toes, a series of small toe kicks were as smooth and natural as flowing water, as if he had already practiced hundreds of times.

Rong Yun's expression finally changed, and she seemed to be a little surprised: "You can do a small kick on tiptoe?" ”

Fu Zhiyu nodded: "Well, I, I practiced at home by myself, and it will be." ”

Rong Yun frowned, she had taught Fu Zhiyu for more than four years, but she only felt that her talent for learning ballet was acceptable, barely enough to reach the threshold of learning ballet.

And she's not in good health.

She couldn't learn this pointe dance step for half a day in the last class, so she only let her dance half-pointe, barely able to do the movements, but definitely not to the level she is now.

Is this, suddenly enlightened?