Chapter 405： Dancing is so hard

Chapter 405 Dancing is so difficult

As the new year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder.

There was only one snowfall during the day, and a thick layer of ice formed in the artificial lake.

The treetops were hung with icy edges, and they shone brightly under the light.

Huo Yunque took off his jacket and walked into the hall.

"Where is she?"

Now the first sentence when I go home must be about Song Yaoyao.

People who didn't eat the fireworks in the past have the smoke and the sense of belonging.

Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "Ms. Song is going to practice dancing upstairs after dinner!"

"dance?"

Huo Yunque laughed in a low voice. He raised his hand to unbutton his shirt and walked up the stairs.

Which one is this little girl playing?

Uncle Zhang proudly explained: "Miss Song is the monitor of their class, and she is responsible for the New Year's Day party program! And Miss Song will also participate in the show!"

"Oh? Then I have to see."

He curled his lips and went straight to the third floor.

This dance studio was changed when his mother was alive, but since her death, it has been closed in dust.

In the past, Mr. Huo would come in and sit down from time to time, staring at the empty dance studio in a daze.

And now, even he is not coming.

The door was ajar, melodious and rhythmic classical music rang lightly.

The little girl was wearing loose sportswear, facing the mirror slowly breaking down.

Judging from her jerky posture and movements, it is obvious that there is no basis for dancing.

Huo Yunque leaned against the door with his hands around his chest, watching quietly.

Jerky goes to jerky, but the girl's body is very soft.

Raising your hand occasionally will reveal a small white and tender waist, soft and delicate.

Song Yao practiced earnestly, and finally stumbled and practiced the decomposition movements sent by Xu Yue, and when she turned around, she found that she had forgotten most of—

In addition, when dancing with the same hands and feet, I did not make any progress after a long time.

For the first time, Song Yaoyao, who has always been intelligent and known as a genius, was hit so hard.

She stomped angrily and sat down on the floor.

Stop practicing!

Song Yao was puffed up and suddenly heard a low laugh, her earlobes reddened and she turned her head.

I didn't know when Huo Yunque was standing at the door.

She blinked, and said in embarrassment, "Brother, when did you come?"

"Well-soon, it will be ten minutes."

Huo Yunque's tone was calm and his expression looked quite calm.

"ten minutes!!"

Song Yao's mouth squatted, Jiao Didi complained, "Isn't that the way I am embarrassed? You saw it all!"

She was very interested in dancing in her previous life, especially when she watched the scene, the dancer's graceful dance gestures made Song Yaoyao envious.

But she wanted to practice, her heart couldn't allow it. Song Yaoya didn't want her parents and brothers to follow her fears because of her waywardness.

"Huh? How can there be embarrassment?"

Huo Yunque came barefoot. He put his shirt on his elbow and squatted halfway in front of Song Yaoyao.

"Just now! I must be stupid to look at the same hands and feet!"

Song Yaoyao blushed, her eyes moist and shiny. She scratched the floor with her fingers uncomfortably, and whispered, "It looks so easy, but dancing is really difficult—"

She doesn't want to participate!

"Is it difficult? But I think you dance well."

Huo Yunque picked up the phone, the above is the decomposition action of loop playback.

Xu Yue just joined the class group today. She sent this breakdown video to the group.

Let everyone practice at home after dinner, and then train to run-in collectively after school.

Song Yaoyao thought, there should be no one in the world who can resist the praise from the person in front of him, especially when this person is still his beloved.

(End of this chapter)