He held his toes, straddled one leg on the railing, crossed his waist with his left hand, and held a half-curved arc with his right hand, looking like a young lady jumping Swan Lake from a distance.

He raised his head slightly and looked up, with a tall nose bridge, slightly raised willow eyebrows, and charming Danfeng eyes, he looked more delicate than a woman.

thought he was going to dance, but the boy sang Qiong Opera (Hainan Drama):

"Ahh......h My humble poor peasant father, gave birth to such a pretty me, fell in love with the son of the prime minister's house, he took the gift money, married me as a concubine, eh, ah, ah, ah......"

"That night the dark light is high, the people are quiet, I drop that bag, pretending to be that tired heart, hey, eh, ah, ah, e......h, ah, where am I going, little girl, that life is unfamiliar......"

The ancient Qiong opera was sung by him as crisp and beautiful as a yellow warbler.

Dong Qing looked at him quietly, the boy was delicate and elegant, and his body was well-proportioned, which made her look extremely comfortable.

Unconsciously put his chin on the edge of his hand, and admired it with relish.

As if he didn't know that his own posture undoubtedly revealed his own advantages and curves, adding a little ambiguous atmosphere to the air.

"Eh, eh, eh, Xiangye's house, it's not a place where poor people like me can stay, I rolled up the cover, tears flowed, eh, ......"

Dong Qing understood the meaning of the whole song. In ancient times, the daughter of a poor peasant was favored by the son of the prime minister's mansion because of her outstanding appearance, knew and fell in love with each other, and then was accepted into the mansion as a concubine. Because of her humble status, the woman was bullied by her eldest wife in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the woman gave birth to a child and left sadly at night.

It's a tragedy that makes people sigh.

Dongqing lamented the unfair treatment of women, and also lamented that even in modern times, unequal love is destined to have no results.

If in the future, she also likes the children of rich and noble families, she will also give up decisively, what should come is still coming, and the long pain is better than the short pain.

After all, the poor can't squeeze into the social circle of the rich, and if they do, they will be bleeding.

"Is it pretty?"

A crisp male voice came, Dong Qing looked around and found that in the entire practice room, except for him, she was the only one left.

"Seeing so fascinating? Would you like to do it again?"

Only then did Dong Qing realize that the elegant and handsome boy was asking her.

Dong Qing seemed to be a thief who had been caught, and said embarrassedly: "Thank you, I don't bother you, just because you have a good posture and take a second look."

"Good manners?"

The boy continued to fiddle with his posture and asked calmly: "I don't think you are learning dance, why do you have to practice so hard, not afraid of hurting your muscles and bones?" ”。

"This..."

Dong Qing was full of troubles, but he didn't dare to mention it to strangers, frowned, and was silent.

"You should know that you are not dancing material", the boy hit the core.

Of course, Dong Qing knew that she was not a dancer, and when she saw the boy say it so bluntly, she didn't know how to answer and continued to be silent.

The boy continued: "Next week, there is a "Dance of the Century" dance masters from all the counties in the province participated, did you also participate? ”。

He looked at Dong Qing and said, "I see that your dancing posture is a little stiff, and you must be on the list recommended by acquaintances to participate."

Ever since Dong Qing stepped into this dance studio, he has paid attention to this wheat-skinned girl.

Although her posture is stiff, she has an excellent figure and a lot of temperament, and if she wears a high-quality dance costume, she may be able to fish in troubled waters.

What he admires the most is that this girl is very diligent and serious.

He went in and out of the dance studio three or four times, but the girl never stopped practicing, and took a half-hour break just to eat bread to satisfy her hunger.

The girl also has interesting scenes, she is often in a daze, often lying down, often talking to herself, often kicking on the floor, and he can't help but find it funny.

Dong Qing barely squeezed out a smile to hide his embarrassment, and said: "It's lucky, others gave up participating, and there was no one, so it was my turn, hehe...".

The boy was silent.

Dong Qing looked at the boy's demeanor, and suddenly thought that the boy was so professional, he must know some quick methods.

She said tentatively: "I have a problem now, I want to get a place."

"Take the rankings?"

The boy paused and said loudly, "You're lying!" ”。

Such a wise man, she can't hide her little lies, he should be able to help her.

"Male fairy, I see that you sing well in Qiongju and your posture is also very professional, can you have a secret to help me? I'm not trying to get a place, there are a lot of players in this competition, I just don't want to be at the bottom, I hate being the last one."

Dong Qing looked at him as if grasping the last straw for help.

"Male immortals?"

He showed a hint of helplessness and said: "I'm not called a male fairy, my name is Zhang Boming, Bo is Bo, Ming Ming, you remember it, don't forget."

Boming, an easily memorable male name.

"My name is Dongqing, Winter of Winter, Fresh Qing," she said.

"Dongqing? Good name. The cold river and winter plum, the moon and the breeze. Brave and beautiful, what a strong woman", Bo Ming exclaimed.

The cold river and winter plum, the moon and the breeze? It's the first time I've heard someone describe my name like that.

Dong Qing couldn't help but admire in his heart, Bo Ming is really an elegant person, and his speech is also poetic.

For some reason, in front of Boming, I will become very comfortable, and there is no longer a humble sense of distance in my heart.