Chapter 277

He Yifan closes the door of the headmaster's office. Zhang Ximing and Feng Wei have already occupied the favorable terrain - sofa, and everyone stares at Liu Qin like this.

Liu Qin's scalp is numb. He has never been so embarrassed and nervous in his life.

"Well, there's no music, or even today?" Liu Qin said.

The crowd was shocked.

Just when Zhang Ximing and he Yifan were at a loss, they saw Feng Wei take out something like a CD from his pocket with a smile, "Hey, hey, I had expected this day for a long time, ready at any time."

"..." Liu Qin.

Zhang Ximing and he Yifan look like Feng Weiqi.

"With CD, no CD player?" Liu Qin's heart beats in disorder, praying silently not to have a CD player.

Unfortunately, to Liu Qin's disappointment, he Yifan pointed to a set of stereo in the headmaster's office. "My grandfather likes to listen to Beijing opera, so sometimes he plays a few paragraphs when he's free."

"..." Liu Qin.

Next, Feng Wei and he Yifan began to study the sound. After a while, the music with a full sense of rhythm began to sound. It was the music used by class 6 to prepare for the cheerleading competition.

After confirming that the CD could play normally, he Yifan stopped the music, and Feng Wei quickly went back to the sofa and sat down.

"Is Liu Qin ready?" He Yifan asked.

"Ha ha." What else can Liu Qin say? You have to get ducks on the shelves.

When the music started, Liu Qin took a deep breath, and then began to dance according to what he had learned before... No, it was twisting.

Zhang Ximing has been sitting on the sofa, dumbfounded.

Although Liu Qin repeatedly stressed that his dance was not good, he didn't expect it to be so... Bad. It's not dancing. It's stiffer than radio gymnastics.

Feng Wei has been holding a smile, and he Yifan's face is red.

At the end of a difficult piece of music, Feng Wei finally couldn't help laughing. His hearty laughter was infectious, which not only made he Yifan laugh, but also made Zhang Ximing laugh with his head on his side.

Liu Qin stares at or laughs or hides laughs three people, coldly way, "the dance also saw, the joke also saw, if has no other matter, I left first."

"No, wait!" Feng Wei stopped immediately.

But Liu Qin just glared at him and turned around to get out of the headmaster's office. Feng Wei rushed up and took Liu Qin's hand. "Don't go."

Liu Qin forced to break free, "how? You don't have enough jokes? Let go

"You idiot, we are our own people. Our jokes are no jokes. If you just go out like this, it's a joke to make the whole school laugh."

"Who is your own man?"

"Yes, yes, you and they are not your own people. You and I are. We are together." Feng Wei has a playful face.

Liu Qin rolled his eyes and suddenly held Feng Wei's face.

"Eh?" Feng Wei was puzzled.

Liu Qin narrowed his eyes, a pair of elegant expression, "I wonder before, looks like a thin layer of skin, how so cheeky? Now it's no different from human skin. "

Feng Wei grinned and showed his big white teeth. "What's thick is not the skin, but the skin in my heart. Otherwise, I'll try to walk into my heart and see how thick my heart is."

Liu Qin's face turned red in an instant. He threw his hand away like a hot taro. "Feng! Captain! Just enough jokes, OK? "

"I..."

Before Feng Wei finished speaking, Zhang Ximing had come over, reached out and grabbed Feng Wei's other wrist, folded his arm skillfully, followed by Feng Wei's scream, and naturally let Liu Qin go.

Liu Qin knows clearly that Zhang Ximing's father is a policeman. Naturally, he learned a lot about arrest.

Liu Qin wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but he didn't dare - if she left, what would Feng Wei and Zhang Ximing do? Zhang Ximing's strength is so strong that if Feng Wei is hospitalized, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Zhang Ximing, let go!" Sure enough, Wei Feng was angry.

Zhang Ximing was going to let go, but listening to Feng Wei's tone, he added, "let go? That's what she said just now. How did you do it? "

Liu Qin was in a cold sweat. "Zhang Ximing let go. I was just joking with Feng Wei, really."

He Yifan is also afraid, "yes." I'm kidding. If there is a fight in the headmaster's office, how can he explain to his grandfather? If grandfather confiscates the key to the principal's office, where will he go for lunch break at noon?

"Let go!" Liu Qin went to break Zhang Ximing's hand.

Finally, Zhang Ximing let Feng Wei go.

When Feng Wei was free, his backhand was about to swing. Liu Qin quickly came forward and held his arm, "are you ok? Shall I rub it for you? "

Hero sad beauty pass, Feng Wei anger immediately disappeared a lot, "nothing." But the tone is more or less with anger, not before the laughter.

Liu Qin secretly stares at Zhang Ximing, who turns his head and pretends not to see him.

Liu Qin digs off the topic, "but anyway, I think you just made a lot of sense. In front of you, I'm not ashamed, but if I jump in front of all the teachers and students of the school, I'm really ashamed to be at Grandma's house. Wei Feng, you are the smartest. What can you do? Oh, by the way... You said your cousin was in the dance academy? "

With Liu Qin's gentle voice, Feng Wei's anger is also much smaller, "don't say, there's really a trick."

"Oh? What's the trick? " Asked Liu Qin.

"First of all, do you know why dancers are more beautiful than ordinary people?"

"Because more practice?"

"It's not just about practice."

"Because of talent?"

"Not gifted."

"What's that?"

Feng Wei seriously said, "because the most basic thing is to pull apart the ligaments. Only when the ligaments are pulled apart can the movements be more fluent and beautiful. The limbs have good extensibility and strong expression, and the dance looks pleasant."

"Ligaments?" Liu Qin pause, "you say is the kind of pressure legs?"

"Yes, leg pressing, waist lowering, shoulder opening and so on."

Liu Qin clapped his hands, "that I can, at that time in order to practice running also pressed ligament, although not as soft as a dancer, but at least a word horse is OK."

"Then try pressing your legs first, and see if you can improve it." Feng Wei said seriously.

Liu Qin didn't think much about it. He ran to find an open space and began to press his legs. Then he slowly got off the horse.

He Yifan was a little nervous and asked carefully, "does it hurt?"

Liu Qin nodded, "it hurts."

"..." he Yifan.

I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run, bend their legs, and start to lower down.

I have to lament that youth is good. A teenage cardamom girl hardly needs to experience any pain to get off her waist. In other words, Liu Qin's physical age is far less than her age and her bone age is also low because of perennial malnutrition, so she is softer.

After pulling ligament apart, Liu Qin is eager to try, "is this OK?"

"Of course, it can't be done like this. Besides pressing the leg, we have to kick it." Feng Wei said in a straight line.

"Kick? Why? " Liu Qin was a little confused.

"I don't know the truth, but my cousin has to cooperate with kicking every time. You have to do it too."