He raised his hand and waved it to her. There was no response. He waved it again, but there was no response.

The little girl meditated? This is not sister Bing's style.

He made a silent gesture to the child.

The children received the signal sent by Lu Tianyu, made a sign to shut up and sat on the floor.

Lu Tianyu stood up, walked to Leng Bingling and patted her on the shoulder: "sister Bing, what do you think so fascinated?"

Leng Bingling, who was distracted by Lu Tianyu's evil face, was startled. She looked at Lu Tianyu and frowned: "how did you stop the two fires“

Lu Tianyu looked depressed. After playing a song, the little girl didn't know.

"Sister Bing, are you wandering“

Wandering?

Leng Bingling was stunned.

A few seconds later, she asked, "can you go“

What's wrong with the little girl? Looking at her, she asked anxiously, "sister Bing, are you uncomfortable?"

Leng Bingling shook her head, sucked her nose, took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket and looked at the time. It's only ten o'clock now, and the volunteer activity is not over yet.

She pursed her lips, looked at Lu Tianyu and asked, "don't you dance?"

Lu Tianyu found that the little girl was unhappy and restless after she came to the dance room. He was a little worried that she was uncomfortable when he met her for the first time.

"Why don't I say hello to Mr. Lu now? Let's go home first."

Leng Bingling does everything from beginning to end. She never gives up halfway. She puts her hand and forces a smile on her face: "why don't you play Swan Lake again? I want to watch the children dance again."

Lu Tianyu looked at her carefully for a moment and said, "OK."

He sat on the piano bench again and snapped his fingers at the children. "Are you ready? Let's play Swan Lake again."

The children listened to Lu Tianyu's words and immediately got up from the floor, stood in formation and set up their movements.

When the piano sounded, the children hit their feet, jumped, took light steps, stood and swung their legs straight, stable, powerful, rotating, jumping, stable, neat and beautiful... They did every move of ballet very standard.

Leng Bingling didn't pay attention to the children's dancing just now. Now she looks serious and is stunned by their dancing posture. Every movement of them is soft and beautiful, just like what professional teachers teach.

At the end of the music, she couldn't help clapping her hands.

Little steamed bread saw her clap her palm and walked to Leng Bingling: "little sister, why didn't you clap your palm when we danced for the first time? It's only now."

Leng Bingling was asked by the small steamed bread and didn't know how to answer. Her face turned red immediately.

Lu Tianyu came over, looked at Leng Bingling with an embarrassed face, and touched the head of the small steamed bread: "go to practice soft skills with your sisters."

The steamed bread tooted its ruddy mouth: "brother Yu, like sister Jin, you ask me to practice soft skills every time you come." raised the two fat and white short hands and protested, "I have to rest for a while."

Leng Bingling lowered her head slightly, looked at the white and fat children, smiled and said, "little steamed bread, did your Swan Lake dance so well? Did the teacher teach you?"

The little steamed bread looked up at the round little fat face, and the black, bright and clear eyes looked at Leng Bingling and blinked, "is sister Jin a teacher?"

Lu Tianyu smiled and then said, "they dance all taught by Xiao Jin."