It's a bit difficult to do now, why every time I encounter this situation, I can't move my body, could it be that this is the legendary talent of the protagonist who sees a beautiful woman can't walk?

The cheongsam woman approached and looked at Bai Zezou and frowned: "Hey, it's a little interesting."

The woman saw something on Bai Ze, and then her eyebrows furrowed, and she looked secretive.

The woman hesitated, as if thinking about something.

After pacing, he looked at Bai Ze and said, "You shouldn't have come here, even if I let you go, TA won't ......"

"Who is TA?" Bai Ze heard the key words.

"TA is not what you know now." The woman sighed and continued to work back at the table, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Yo, you're going to have a private meeting with a vixen outside with your girlfriend behind your back, Xiaobai, you have a lot of flowers?" Lingyu walked in with a shake of her waist.

"Don't talk nonsense, where is the girlfriend?" Bai Ze is also helpless, don't talk nonsense about things that haven't been cultivated yet.

This woman doesn't know what TV series she has watched recently, and she is a little white classmate, and she doesn't even call her little brother anymore.

"Hey, men are really big turnips, big pig trotters, always thinking that the red flag at home will not fall, and the colorful flags will flutter outside.

Heh~ man.

You say~ right, sister? Lingyu sat in front of the cheongsam woman.

The cheongsam woman glanced at Lingyu, lowered her head and seemed to be recalling the past.

Bai Ze raised his eyebrows, this woman, throwing bricks and attracting jade, why do you want to bring yourself?

"Perhaps!" The cheongsam woman sighed.

"Since the past life was melancholy, why don't you sing about wine, what is life?" When Bai Ze saw Lingyu coming in, his courage suddenly became bigger.

"Maybe ......" The cheongsam woman hesitated, but finally didn't say anything.

What the woman wanted to say was: Perhaps, with this woman here, TA can't help you. But in the end, he still didn't say it.

"Singing about wine, maybe it's good, the story is ready, what about your wine?" The woman turned around, stretched out her hand, and a wine table appeared out of thin air.

Bai Ze put on the ecstasy wine and waited quietly.

"The wine made from the ecstasy spring water mixed with the endless bitter water in the world is a bit interesting." The cheongsam woman took the wine glass and drank it all.

The woman's name is Zhou Die, a poetic name.

When I was a child, I was born in an ordinary family, and that year happened to encounter a major drought, and there was no harvest, and filling my stomach was a problem.

Adults can starve to death at any time, let alone children.

In order to survive, you can only go to places where there is food.

This year has been full of disasters and difficulties, and the land of China is full of disasters.

The river embankment burst, and the flood of the northern land flowed downstream, and after crossing the Huai River, it was a drought again.

The parents at home looked at their youngest son who was waiting to be fed, and ruthlessly sold Zhou Die to a big family passing by.

Zhou Die didn't blame them, after all, one more person had one more ration, and at that time, one person could be exchanged for more lives, which was a matter of immeasurable merit.

I thought that I could get food to go to a big family, but the big family was not good.

The dispute began, and within a few years, the big family had become a ruin.

People have to survive when they live, and Zhou Die tossed and turned to the side and came to Paramount Gate.

At that time, Zhou Die was already slim, don't look at the rough skin, if it is a pick-up, it is also a great beauty.

The Paramount foreman originally disagreed, but he couldn't stand the fact that his boss took a fancy to this little girl.

The top boss is a half-aged.

It is said that half-old, the charm still exists, and this still exist not a little bit.

Everyone calls Sister Hua, it is said that Sister Hua is the aunt of the warlord, but the warlord has declined, and she is an old acquaintance with the boss, so she came over to help.

Don't look at Sister Hua's age, she dances, it's so good-looking, let this foreman flow all over the place.

"What do you know about this rough man, don't look at the girl's frizziness now, that's unguided.

In March and May, you see. Sister Hua rolled her eyes and ignored the foreman.

The foreman secretly scolded himself, still with a kind smile on his face.

Zhou Die was flattered, she originally just applied for the role of a sweeping girl, but she didn't expect to join the dance class.

There are not a few girls in the same dance class, and their skin can be broken.

In a word, you have to have a face and a figure.

Zhou Die looked at this group of girls, dressed brightly, greased and powdered, dressed in red and green.

Look at yourself again, this clothes can't be dirty anymore.

When the other girls saw Zhou Die coming in, their eyes were very strange.

Even if you don't make a sound, you can analyze one or two from your expression, who is this dirt bun?

Wouldn't it be the girl Sister Hua who saw us training hard and specially sent us to wipe the table and sweep the floor?

"Her name is Zhou Die, and like you, she is here to practice dance etiquette.

You should encourage and support each other in the future. After Sister Hua finished speaking, she brought Zhou Die to everyone and slowly withdrew from the main stage.

However, Sister Hua didn't go far, looking at Zhou Die, she seemed to see her former self.

Zhou Die looked at everything around him and always felt that he was out of place here.

"Hey, new here, my sister's shoulder hurts, come and pinch it."

"Hey, the newcomer, my sister's feet hurt, come and pinch it."

"Hey, new kid, thirsty, pour a glass of water."

These girls seem to be very xenophobic, and when they join a newcomer, they will dictate to the newcomer.

Sister Hua watched all this quietly and snorted coldly.

The girls finished their practice and dispersed.

Zhou Die recalled the dance steps they had trained and repeated them.

Halfway through the practice, there is always a part that doesn't get in.

Repetitive exercises, but still no tricks.

The window of Sister Hua's office was facing the practice from top to bottom, and when she saw that it was time to practice, the room was still brightly lit, and she couldn't help but be curious.

On weekdays, those aunts and grandmothers are very punctual, but today is this enlightenment?

Sister Hua walked to the window, shaking the red wine glass in her hand, and looked down from above.

Seeing that it was Zhou Die, it was a bit like that.

Watching Zhou Die's repeated practice, Sister Hua drank the red wine in the glass and came to the practice room with an elegant gait.

"If you're like this, you won't make progress, you see me dance again.

When I jump, you are not allowed to ask questions.

When I'm done, I'll give you three chances to ask questions. Sister Hua looked at Zhou Die.

Zhou Die was like a child who was caught doing something wrong, and when she heard Sister Hua say this, her face was overjoyed.

Sister Hua turned on the gramophone and danced to the rhythm.

Zhou Die watched and danced fascinated, this is the style of a beauty, right?

Sister Hua finished the song and looked at Zhou Die.

Zhou Die asked, three questions in a row.

Sister Hua listened to the questions and nodded secretly, none of the questions are untargeted, they are all important questions, this kid has a bit of a talent for dancing.

Sister Hua answered one by one, and Zhou Die suddenly realized.

"Don't practice too late, electricity is so expensive." Sister Hua came in a hurry and went in a hurry.

Zhou Die bowed down to say goodbye to Sister Hua.

Sister Hua walked to the door and glanced back.

Nodding appreciatively, looking forward to the day when you break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, just like your name.

Zhou Die has been guided by Sister Hua, and her dance steps are coherent, although she is not very proficient, but time will tell everything.