When she was four years old, Lin Yuxi followed her parents to watch her grandmother's last solo dance party for the first time.

Everyone has a day when they grow old, and Lin Lan is no exception, she can't dance anymore when she is old, this will be her last dance......

"Xiaoxi, look, how good grandma dances!"

"Shh Kobayashi Yuxi made a silent movement, and her immature eyes were full of obsession.

The dancers on the stage danced to the sound of the piano, her face was white shirt, green silk and ink dyeing, and the colorful fan was elegant, sometimes she gently soothed her jade hands, and sometimes raised her wrists and lowered her eyebrows. Her posture is like a cloud, she dances lightly, her posture is like a butterfly, and her demeanor is like Xinlan snow.

The girl looked at the dancing ladies on the stage and couldn't take her eyes off it, and at that moment, all the audience seemed to disappear......

She knew that this lady was her grandmother.

"I want to learn to dance!" She whispered.

……

"I want to learn to dance!"

The thin old man stared at his granddaughter and said, "Why? ”

"I like it!" The girl's eyes were clear and bright, and she said a simple reason.

Just because I like it.

"Yes, yes!" Lin Lan's frowning brows stretched, "If you like it, if you like it, it's enough!" ”

Kobayashi Yuxi raised his head vigorously and looked up at the smiling old lady.

In fact, there is another reason why she didn't say it......

She wants to be a great dancer like her grandmother.

……

"Does it hurt?"

"Grandma, it doesn't hurt."

Lin Lan looked at her granddaughter with tears rolling in her eyes, and her throat was a little sour.

Silly child, practicing dance, how can it not hurt?

"Practicing dance, two years to get shape, four years to get the like, eight years to get the Fa, twelve years to get the gods...... You bear today's pain! ”

"Got it." The girl wiped her eyes haphazardly and continued practicing.

……

"Isn't it good to stay in the dance troupe, why do you want to dance on TV?"

"Grandma, I want more people to see dance, and now the media industry is ...... development"

"Nonsense!" Lin Lan slapped the table, and his whole body trembled.

Lin Yuxi is very talented, and even the strict old lady will praise a few words with a smile.

She firmly believes that as long as Xiaoxi continues to follow her old path, she will definitely have higher achievements than herself......

But now, Xiao Xi is actually not waiting for a good dance troupe, and she wants to mix in the entertainment industry.

How does this make her accept......

"Grandma, you are the person I respect the most, and one of my beliefs in dancing, but I want to go my own way......" Lin Yuxi had tears in her eyes, her expression was a little stubborn.

"Yes, yes!" Lin Lan slumped weakly on the seat as if he had been drained.

"Grandma......" Lin Yuxi reached out to help, but was stopped by the old lady.

"If you want to go your own way, then go for it......" Her figure seemed to age a little in an instant, "It's just that when others ask in the future, don't say that I taught you to dance." ”

"I can't afford to lose this person."

"Grandma?!" The girl's heart seemed to be suddenly grabbed by something, and it hurt faintly.

"You don't want me anymore?"

The old lady did not speak, silently closed her eyes, and ignored her no more.

"Grandma doesn't want me anymore......" Lin Yuxi muttered in a daze, and left in despair.

The dance in my memory, that person, don't want her anymore.

"Xiaoxi, you have to go your own way, let's go."

On the old chair, the old man who opened his eyes was teary-eyed.

……

Dance troupes, the traditional form of the ball, greatly limit the spread of dance, and most people's perception of dance is the program of the TV evening.

Lin Yuxi knows this very well, and she has always believed that only by adapting to the times can many people see the beauty of traditional dance.

It's true that she is a star, but in her bones, she is still a dancer.

During the time she was a star, she never forgot to practice, no matter how big or small she attended, she would perform a dance seriously.

Lin Yuxi didn't know if she was on the right path, but she knew she should try.

Maybe she'll succeed in her grandmother's footsteps, but she can't bear to see dance fade away.

"I've got to get up early tomorrow to practice." Lin Yuxi had just finished watching the third episode of the show and was ready to rest early.

The sudden sound of the phone interrupted her planning, and Lin Yuxi picked up the phone and connected.

"Mom, what's the matter at such a late hour?"

"It's not me looking for you, it's Grandma Ling who has something to ask you......" There was no sound on the other end of the phone, and it should be handing over the phone.

Grandmother? Lin Yuxi suddenly felt a little nervous.

After that incident, there was an extra layer of estrangement between her and her grandmother, and although they still communicate on weekdays, most of them are just superficial greetings.

It's the first time I've called like this one.

"Ahem." An old-fashioned cough came from the other end of the line, which made her even more flustered.

"Hey, grandma, I'm Xiaoxi."

"It's nothing, uh, how are you doing?"

"Very good, sorry for your trouble." Lin Yuxi's hanging heart instantly relaxed.

In fact, she knows very well that her grandmother is the kind of person who is cold-faced and soft-hearted.

"I just heard your mom say that you wrote an essay about me this time?"

"Yes, don't your deeds often appear in the composition materials, you should get used to it." Lin Yuxi chuckled.

"Well, send it to me." The old lady seemed a little embarrassed and added, "I just want to see what you say about me, an old woman......"

"You'll know when you see it." Lin Yuxi hung up the phone in the background, took two composition photos and sent them to her father's mobile phone.

Her grandmother is more stubborn and has never learned how to use a smart phone, so she can send it to her father, and she can read it while chatting on the phone.

Father Lin is also quite good, and when he saw the composition sent by his daughter, he handed it to his mother without reading it.

Family status......

The old lady took the phone and squinted her eyes to browse.

Lin Yuxi's entire essay on Lin Lan is called Ms. Lin Lan, and the respect is overflowing, from the beginning of the article "adhere to the original intention" to "perseverance" and then to the final "self-realization", it is impossible to write so meticulously without getting along with the parties in person, which can be said to be an extremely excellent composition.

"You're the second in this essay?"

"Yes, there is a classmate who writes better than me, I have read it, and I feel it deeply."

Xiaoxi writes very well, her description of herself is very detailed and profound, can anyone write better than her?

Lin Lan's cloudy old eyes instantly brightened a little.

"What did you write about that classmate?"

"He wrote, you bear the heavy responsibility of promoting the traditional national culture......"

"Huh?"

……

Pu Tong's private message is about to explode.

Almost everyone he knew would come to him and ask, "What the hell did you write?" ”

Buzzing.

The message sounded, and he frowned, a little distracted.

Not again!

Pu Tong glanced at the message reminder and found that it was Yu Yun.

She has read her own composition, she shouldn't be here to make trouble, right?

Then let's talk to her reluctantly.

Yu Yunxi: I recommended the contact person Lin Yuxi.

Pu Tong: What is this for?

Yu Su: She said she was looking for you for something.

Something? Looking for me?

Pu Tong flipped through his friend's application, only to find that Lin Yuxi had added him just now, but he didn't notice it.

Now that she is letting Yu Yunjun be the middleman to push her friends, it seems that she is indeed in a hurry.

What does she want to do on this cusp?

Pu Tong hesitated for a moment, but still agreed to Lin Yuxi's friend application.

Pu Tong: What's wrong?

Lin Yuxi: My grandma wants to see you!