For some basic skills, I couldn't do it before, but after a period of physical training, the flexibility has been greatly enhanced, how to see the body from hand to eye, how to appear and step, every step Teacher Feng pointed out in detail, and tirelessly.

I studied very seriously, and my mood was also relaxed and happy, I was supposed to learn four o'clock, but Mr. Feng was stunned to teach me until six o'clock in the evening.

Seeing that it was dark, Manager Qi called three or four times, saying that the driver had been waiting, and Mr. Feng put on his coat and explained to me, "Xiao Ying'er, I'll come back tomorrow, and you can practice singing more by yourself tonight."

She also left me her personal mobile phone number while talking, so that I could call her directly if I couldn't find a place to speak.

I nodded obediently, feeling that Teacher Feng valued me, and naturally redoubled my efforts.

Teacher Feng was still very emotional all the way out, "Originally, I thought I was here to teach you to sing, but I didn't think I picked up a piece of treasure, Xiao Ying'er, Sister Han said that you are learning the Tao, it should belong to Chinese culture, opera, and it is the quintessence of the country, although you started a little late, but you are highly talented, believe me, study hard, and you will definitely have a great future in the future."

I didn't understand this, what did Mr. Feng refer to when I learned to have a great future?

Opera or Taoism?

I didn't ask because I would study both.

Learning Taoism has always been my dream, and opera is something that I have always loved in my genes.

I have to prepare both hands to grasp with both hands, both hands to have, both hands to be hard.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, I waved my hand at Mr. Feng in the car.

It wasn't until the car turned out that I ran back to my room at a fast pace, changed my clothes and ran towards the backyard.

No matter what Manager Qi said, if I don't practice physical fitness for a day, I won't sleep well for a day, and I am very good at this.

After a simple warm-up, I started squatting and jumping with my left hand and my right arm, and several brothers swayed over one after another on the way.

Qi Yihou called me to go to the main building for dinner, and when he saw me shaking his head, he left stupidly, and Qian'an then came to take away the basketball he threw in the backyard.

Li Mufeng stood next to the frozen snowdrift and shoveled out a small snowman with a shovel, Liu Xiaowen wrapped it very tightly, showing a pair of eyes all over his body, leaning against the horizontal bar as if in contemplation, and when I jumped over, the person left.

I don't know who turned on the courtyard light, it was as bright as day, I kept jumping, I couldn't move anymore and began to squat.

I happened to be facing a wall, and suddenly I noticed that there was a painting on the wall.

Walked up and continued to squat, only then did I see that there were many simple villains drawn with chalk inside the wall.

Like a gymnastic pattern, from the running of the villain, to the jump, and then to the support of the arms......

The power part of each of the villain's movements is also marked with an asterisk.

Boom~

I laughed.

This is actually a step to kick the wall!

Did Qian'an draw it?

He also does stick figures?

Even though the cold wind was still howling, I was sweating profusely, my waist and legs were sore, and the corners of my lips were greatly raised.

There seems to be a warm current in my heart passing slowly, like spring flowers blooming, and the smoke waves are green.

Although the nasal cavity is sour, I don't have to worry about not being able to bear it, those courses are not in vain, I consume it very well, and besides, at this moment, I don't want to think about how to be defeated, I just want to immerse myself in it, feel it, this warmth.

With the warm sun in your heart, why are you afraid of the desolation of the years?

Gold is not rich in heroes, and there is a world of love.

White is also an eye, and green is also an eye.

Tick ~ tick ~ Late at night.

The sound of falling water is extremely clear.

I lay on the floor and frowned slightly.

The tip of my nose itched for a while, and I raised my hand to wipe it, and my palm was sticky and wet.

Tick ~ tick ~ Water drops fell to my forehead, as if they were about to wash away my brain.

I rolled over without thinking, but the sound of water droplets became more and more turbulent, until I opened my eyes and realized that the roof of the shed was leaking everywhere.

The liquid pooled into countless small swirls on the ceiling, and the droplets of water trickled down and soon soaked my futon.

I sat up without any expression, and when I lifted the quilt, my palms were a large area of red.

The dimly lit room glowed green for no reason, and as far as the eye could see, there was a thick liquid of black, red, black and red.

The water droplets that kept falling were also blood spots, and the stench was smoky.

I looked numbly as I seemed unmoved, and the door shook, and a fine stream of red water flowed through the cracks.

With a thud, a strong force swept the door open, and a sea of blood poured in—

Wow~Wow~

The black and red tide roared at me like a long tongue.

My body shook with it, and my whole body seemed to be swept into the deep sea, and the smell of my snort was unstoppable.

"Ahem, ahem!"

I choked and coughed and sat up.

After a few seconds, I looked at the unharmed study and fell silent.

That's right.

Another nightmare.