dancing class

Chapter 8

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After school, Ding Yi went to the dance classroom to pick up costumes for the performance. Because she was recuperating at home, she couldn't participate in the fitting process immediately. Fortunately, Teacher Zhang knew her size and picked one that was suitable for her.

Before getting injured, Ding Yi Tang Yi and Mr. Zhang discussed and decided on the clothing collocation and design----the lead dancer is a white tutu skirt, and the other group dancers are green gauze skirts, in order to create a scene of white butterflies flying in the tea garden. scene.She originally suggested that Tang Yi and the other lead dancers should also wear white skirts, but the teacher felt that it was enough to highlight the lead dancer, otherwise the audience would not be able to distinguish who to look at during the formal performance.

Ding Yi never expected that the dance teacher directly gave the lead dancer's skirt to Xiao Chun.Even without the solo dance part, Ding Yi's position is still at the core or the front row of the team, and no matter who looks at it, she can realize her status as the lead dancer.Which dance team's chorus wears the lead dancer's skirt?

Or, just replace it.

Teacher Zhang was counting the time for Xiaochun, the slogan echoed in the huge dance classroom, and then slipped through the open door into the corridor.Under the powerful rhythm, Xiaochun's face is full of joy and confidence.Ding Yi watched silently for a few minutes outside the crack of the door, and had to admit in his heart that Xiao Chun had practiced well—if his performance in his best state was 90.00%, Xiao Chun can currently reach [-]%.

That's enough.

Ding Yi suddenly lost the desire to enter the classroom.She slowly squatted outside the classroom door, her knees were still aching, and the coolness of the wall tiles reached her back through her clothes, making her shiver uncontrollably.The làngcháo of unwillingness, anger, anger, and loss surged through, and when this fact was fully accepted, all emotions were withdrawn decisively and cleanly like a retreat, leaving only a blank space.

I stayed for a while.She got up and left the art building without looking back.

"Mom, I don't need to pick me up when I walk home today," Ding Yi called her mother. "I want to move my knees. I have rested too long before, and my joints are going to rust." It was rare for her to be half-joking and half-acting.

In fact, she just wanted to be quiet, at least she didn't want to hear anything about the dance team tonight.

More than an hour had passed since school was over, Ding Yi walked out of the empty teaching building with heavy steps, the blood-red sunset glow blended into the half-black sky, very rough.

"Student, do you know where the seventh-grade math teacher's office is?" A middle-aged man who walked hurriedly and looked anxious stopped her.

Ding Yi thought for a while: "It should be on the first floor of Teaching Building No. [-], next to the stairs on the left." Looking back, the office was pitch black, and the teacher should have gone home from get off work.

""The teacher should not be here. "Ding Yi reminded him kindly.

The man retracted his strided legs, rubbed his chin and said to himself: "It's normal to be absent. It stands to reason that the Olympiad training is over at this time, but what about Ji Chun?"

Ji Chun?

Ding Yi seemed to be struck by lightning, and looked at him in disbelief: "Uncle, are you Ji Chun's parent? Ji Chun from Class [-], Grade [-]?"

"Yeah," the man thought he had met Ji Chun's classmate, and smiled kindly, "Girl, are you Xiao Chun's friend? Did she tell you where she went, did she go with her classmate?" out to play?"

Ding Yi's brain started working quickly:

The Olympiad training this man mentioned, because the Education Bureau does not allow the students to increase their after-school burden, so it was all adjusted to noon. How could it be trained in the evening? The dance team should be training in the evening.

Could it be that Xiaochun joined the dance team without telling her father? But Xiaochun specifically said that she would discuss it with her father.

Maybe it's because Xiaochun didn't agree to join the team.

The answer is [-]% sure, Ding Yi bet with herself, she tentatively said: "The graduation show is coming, Ji Chun is in the art building, and the teacher is helping her correct the newly added dance moves."

Sure enough, she saw Xiaochun's father's gloomy expression instantly.

Ah, it's [-]% now.

Two days before the performance, Teacher Zhang informed Ding Yi to return to the lead dancer position:

"You really have no problem with knee kicks and splits?"

"No." Ding Yi said.

"Xiaochun also has a solo dance for about ten seconds, you danced for her, it's too late to find someone else to take her place."

"Okay." Ding Yi turned around, but her knees became sore unexpectedly, she gritted her teeth fiercely, and remained calm.

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Dad was furious.

Xiaochun had imagined the scene of being caught countless times before, so that when the real day came, he didn't feel much sadness or fear.She felt a little regretful about the dance that she didn't practice, but also a little relieved.These days, I feel bad doing dance moves that don't belong to me.

Xiaochun didn't want to guess and doubt the people around him, so he didn't ask his father how he found out that he was dancing.Xiaochun's father didn't say much, but mentioned that the source of the news was Xiaochun's classmate.But because of this incident, she learned an important piece of information about her mother from her father:

Yue Chun is a dancer and now works in a well-known art troupe in China.

For dancers, childbirth is a painful and cruel thing.After giving birth to Xiaochun, Yuechun refused to breastfeed, and immediately began to exercise to restore her body shape.When Xiaochun learned to speak and was ready to go to kindergarten, she contacted the dance troupe she used to work in, which was far away in Beijing.

In a small town in the south of the Yangtze River where Xiaochun lives, in such a place that abides by tradition, Yuechun is like an outlier.Xiaochun's father does not object to her pursuing her dream and developing her career, but Xiaochun is only three years old...

Yuechun left anyway.

""I can't help but hate your mother when I think about the way you dance. "Xiaochun's father was smoking a cigarette fiercely.

Sitting on the wicker chair in the yard, Xiaochun glanced at the iron door with mottled red paint, imagining the day when his mother left, he must be very reluctant.But Xiaochun does not hate her mother, because it is unfair that a child traps the ideal of a beautiful young woman. The dance I love goes against the wishes of my closest relatives.

"Mom is an incompetent mother, but you are the most competent father." Xiaochun said.

And my mother is a brave woman, how much courage is needed to resist the pressure from loved ones and from traditional customs.Xiaochun put his hands behind his head, planning to go to Beijing to meet Yuechun when he had the opportunity, and then dance "Picking Tea and Fluttering Butterflies" to her.

On the day of the graduation performance, Xiaochun changed into her school uniform and arrived at the school auditorium early.The locations of the seventh grade are distributed in the front of the whole university, but they are a bit remote.She asked Shasha to find a friend who was in the middle, and asked him to switch seats so that she could watch the performance in the place with the best view.

This was Sister Ding Yi's junior high school curtain call performance, and she just remembered that she hadn't asked Senior Ding Yi whether she would go straight to the headquarters or leave school to go to high school elsewhere.

If Senior Ding Yi still stays in the school, Xiaochun will be more determined to persuade her father. She hopes to continue to see Ding Yi dance, even if the high school department sets up a separate dance team.

Before the performance started, she took out a pen and paper from her backpack and put it on her lap, and wrote a letter:

Senior sister Ding Yi:

Hello, I am Ji Chun. First of all, congratulations on your successful graduation.

Please forgive me for leaving the dance team suddenly without saying hello to you in advance.Due to family reasons, I can't continue to practice in the dance team for the time being, but I will fight with my father to return to the team next semester as soon as possible.

Everyone must have performed very well in "Picking Tea and Fluttering Butterflies" at the graduation ceremony, especially your solo dance, which I really, really like and look forward to.

Thank you for your concern for me during this half semester. I have practiced your solo dance seriously, and I still need my senior to perform it well, but if I have a chance, I can show it to my senior. I will definitely do it. will be satisfied.