The next day, Ling Xi and Ling Baolu arrived at the dance practice room together, this ballet dancer is an overseas Chinese, Chinese name is Yao Qingya, has been returning to China for ten years, bent on promoting the dance of ballet in China, so will accept some excellent and talented children to teach them for free.

Ling Xi and Ling Baolu sat on the rest chair next to the dance studio, watching Baolu spin in circles under Yao Qingya's guidance.

Baolu is the youngest of all Yao Qingya's apprentices, and she is also the one she is more satisfied with, because she is most satisfied, or Liao Jinghong, since accepting Liao Jinghong as an apprentice, Yao Qingya spent the most thought on her, last year Yao Qingya also took her to France to participate in the competition, Liao Jinghong lived up to expectations and returned as the runner-up.

It's just that today, Yao Qingya didn't treat Liao Jinghong like in the past, every time she walked to her, Yao Qingya had a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Okay, let's rehearse here today, don't come in the afternoon, Ling Baolu, Liao Jinghong, you two come to my office." At half past eleven in the morning, Yao Qingya ended the day's rehearsal, asked the other apprentices to go back, and called Liao Jinghong and Ling Baolu to her office.

"Good teacher." Ling Baolu nodded, turned his head to look at Liao Jinghong, "Sister Jinghong, let's go together." ”

"Okay." Liao Jinghong nodded, and then looked at Ling Xi, the look was a little complicated, Ling Xi couldn't figure it out, only nodded politely at her, then got up, walked to Baolu's side, and the three of them walked towards Yao Qingya's office together.

"Jinghong, how are you going to explain these photos to me?" Yao Qingya brought a stack of photos to Liao Jinghong, "Ballet is a very sacred and elegant dance, I don't want some people to come to dance ballet, just to mention the value of doing dirty things." ”

Ling Baolu is tall, and if you look at it for a while, you can see the photo in Liao Jinghong's hand, the little girl only glanced at it, her face changed, in the photo, Liao Jinghong actually hugged a man, it was really too young to be a child.

"Baolu, where do you look?" Yao Qingya saw that Ling Baolu had also gone to see those photos, and immediately reprimanded her harshly.

"I'm sorry teacher." Ling Baolu hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

"Jinghong, you are my most satisfied student, originally I wanted to take you to Italy to visit this year's ballet event, now I hesitate, you better explain to me what these photos are about?"

"Teacher, I'm sorry I let you down." Liao Jinghong's hand holding those photos drooped, tears rolling in her eyes, remembering the humiliating one last night: night, she wished she had died.

But she can't die, and if she dies, what will happen to her mother? Brother: What should I do?

"That is, the photos are real?" Yao Qingya's eyes were extremely disappointed, originally she was just suspicious, and she also hoped that Liao Jinghong could give her an explanation, as long as her explanation was acceptable to her, she would not expel her.

Can......

"Yes, these photos are real, teacher, you should know the situation in my family, my dad owes a lot of money, my mom is sick, my brother: my brother still has to go to school, and my studies can't be interrupted, teacher, I'm sorry, if you want to expel me, I won't complain." Liao Jinghong raised his head, although the tears were already rolling in his eyes, he had been stubborn and did not let it flow.