The next day, Xia Fei se almost slept in the morning.
The man in a hurry, there is no shadow around her.
His legs were sticky and his body was blue and purple.
When the man came, it was like a strong wind passing through the country.
Xiafei frowned and was about to get up and take a shower.
Can move, then feel where all ache, want to shed tears.
She has to rehearse in the dance company today. I wonder if she can't keep up with the rhythm
Xia Fei se endured the pain to get up and take a shower. When she came back to change her clothes, she saw several piles of grandfather Mao beside the bed.
She was stunned and went to have a look.
One pile is ten thousand, there are eight or nine piles. It looks like they are thrown casually. Maybe even he doesn't know how many.
It suddenly occurred to her that he asked her at the bar last night that she was short of money?
Xia Fei se chuckled.
That's funny.
It's a legal couple.
One makes himself like a whore.
A girl who looks like a lady.
Having packed the money, Xiafei planned to save it during the day.
But did she think it was necessary to remind him that it was better to give him a check next time?
But in a second thought, Xia feise thought that there would be no next time in a short time.
Maybe he forgot her now.
Xia Fei se packed up her things and took a taxi to the dance company.
She usually works here during the day, works as a dance teacher for the children at the weekend, and dances in the bar at night.
Three incomes, barely able to afford her brother's medicine.
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because I took a taxi, it was not too late to get to the dance troupe.
In a hurry to change the training clothes, they went to the training hall.
More than a dozen or more upright women gathered together, all dressed in black jackets and slim pants. They outlined the perfect curve incisively and vividly, making people feel like a pleasant scenery.
A few good friends said hello to Xia fese, and someone couldn't help saying, "Fei se, the training room is so hot, why do you still wear so much?"
Indeed, because there are women in the training room, they are all dressed fresh.
Xia Fei se didn't want to cover herself so tightly.
But Li mubai did not show any mercy yesterday, leaving a mark on her neck on the clavicle.
She couldn't cover her neck, so she had to cover it with powder.
Other places can be covered.
Xia Fei se laughed at her: "it was too late in the morning, so I took one of them casually."
"Russet, are you not sleeping well and your face is not very good." Another one cares.
Xia Fei said in a warm voice, "I went to bed a little late yesterday and had a nightmare again."
A nightmare is not a dream, but it is not a dream.
Several warm voices comforted her for a while, and the dance teacher in charge also arrived.
The teacher is a woman in her forties and has a good temperament. Although she is already in her old age, the years have precipitated on her and she is particularly outstanding.
The teacher clapped his hands and said, "let's get together."
Twenty women quickly lined up in two rows, and the teacher said, "next month, we will have an art show, which is tentatively designated as national dance, and folk dance solo dance is the majority. Therefore, we will eventually have a leader dance and 15 group dances, and the others will be eliminated as alternatives."
"Because the time is very tight, I will rehearse the basic movements in the first ten days. I will select a leader in ten days to rehearse independently..."
The teacher said a lot, many people in the following lively discussion, full of expectations.
Xia Fei was quite calm.
After all, she had experienced a lot of such occasions, but she did not have the joy and joy at the beginning.