genius dancer

make money?

Li Lina's eyes widened, becoming more and more confused.

Why does a 17-year-old student have such a desire for money?
Isn't it the time to be greedy for pleasure when you are young, and the other party has just won a hip-hop bonus, 1 yuan is already a lot of pocket money for a student.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take a reprimanding tone, looked at the other party dissatisfied and said, "Don't you think it's a bit early to think about this issue now, don't you want to go to school?"

Fan Shu was silent for a long time, thinking of the distress on his parents' faces, he finally spoke.

"I don't want to go to school anymore, I just want to work and earn money."

Seeing the stubbornness written on the other party's face, Li Lina hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Well, this cleaning job now belongs to you, and the salary is [-], what do you think?"

"Okay!" Fan Shu agreed decisively without even thinking about it.

What is he trying to do?
Didn't you still complain about it yesterday, why are you so resolute today?

Li Lina vaguely felt that the thin young man in front of her seemed to be stimulated by something.

Fei Tian Club also treats the cleaners very well, at least they take care of the food.

However, lunch was not very attractive to Fan Shu. He ate something in a hurry, and then he hurriedly took the bucket mop and went to do his work.

Seeing such hard-working employees, Li Lina felt even more weird.

At this moment, her cell phone rang suddenly, and the call was from Yinglan High School.

"Manager Li, the person you mentioned doesn't meet our school's admissions standards..."

"Is this impossible? Why won't you help me with this little help?"

"Don't get me wrong, the main reason is that the student has a problem with his school record and has been blacklisted by the Education Bureau. Let alone our school, I am afraid that any school will not accept such a student."

Li Lina was even more surprised. The students who were blacklisted by the Education Bureau were all students with extremely bad character, who refused to change after repeated admonitions, and even touched the law.

But Fan Shu, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like that kind of naughty student. Even if he was expelled because of fighting, he wouldn't be blacklisted.

"That's impossible, isn't it the same name?" Li Lina couldn't help asking again.

"It shouldn't be. Yesterday he was asked to drop out of Mingling High School because of his personal morality..."

After hanging up the phone, Li Lina couldn't help frowning. If Fan Shu was really blacklisted, he might not be able to return to school in a short time.

In recent years, there have been more and more cases of underage students committing crimes.In order to curb this phenomenon, the education department has introduced a blacklist system, and some underage students with serious problems will be included in the education blacklist.

The duration of the blacklist is three years. During this period, if you turn over a new leaf and perform well, you can return to campus.

However, students who have been added to the blacklist must undergo at least one year of assessment before they are allowed to repeat their studies.In other words, Fan Shu could not study for at least a year.

"Could it be that he decided to work as a cleaner in the Feitian Club because he knew about it?" Li Lina thought to herself.

However, Fan Shu knew nothing about it, and now he just wanted to help his parents share their worries.As for going to school, he wanted to wait until after the summer vacation to make plans.

"Hey, come here and clean up the trash in the hallway."

"Okay." The thin body trotted to the corridor with a broom in hand, and cleaned off the skins of the melons and fruits one by one.

"The toilet in the bathroom is clogged again, hurry up and poke it."

"Coming soon."

The boy who had just finished cleaning the corridor, had no time to catch his breath, so he hurried straight to the bathroom, he was very busy.

As a cleaner, Fan Shu has no status in the Feitian Club, anyone can order him around.

However, he was not dissatisfied with this, after all, this was his job.Now he doesn't have too many thoughts, he just wants to share some worries for his parents.

"Why, the floor is so slippery! What do the cleaners do?"

A dancer came out of the rehearsal hall angrily.

"I'm sorry, I'll just clean up." Fan Shu quickly picked up the mop and walked into the personal dance hall.

"Wait!" The dancer looked disgusted when he saw the mop in his hand.

"What's wrong?" He raised his head in confusion.

"The mop in your hand is so dirty, can it clean the floor?" the dancer said critically.

"I just washed it. It's not dirty. I'll wipe it for you." Fan Shu said, squatting down to wipe the non-slippery floor.

"Stop!" the dancer screamed, and added angrily, "This is my personal dance hall, you've wiped the floor!"

Feitian Club not only has a group practice ballroom, but also a single special training ballroom for specific dancers.

Zhang Shaocheng is an alternate player in the Feitian Club's First Division League, and he is a key target for training.

Yesterday the club made a special training plan for him and opened a separate dance hall for him.This made him, who was originally arrogant, feel aloof.

However, individual special training is not as simple as he thought.After half a day of practice to no avail, he blamed the floor for being too slippery instead of looking for his own reasons.

In a fit of anger, he thought of the cleaning lady who was on call, and wanted to find out about his sulking.

Fan Shu didn't know that he was being used as a punching bag. Thinking of his hard-won job, he still smiled and said: "Sorry, there are no new mops..."

"Wipe with your clothes if you don't have a mop!" His humility made Zhang Shaocheng even more arrogant.

Are the people in the club so unreasonable?The same goes for those in the former Suzaku Club.

Fan Shu thought a little angrily, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head decisively: "I'm sorry, I will wipe the floor clean with a mop."

"What are you, use your clothes to wipe the floor for me immediately!" Zhang Shaocheng's eyes were full of contempt.

The naked contempt set the young man's heart on fire, but when he thought of his melancholy parents, he took a deep breath and said, "I can only wipe the floor with a mop."

"A bastard who cleans, what's wrong with wiping it with your clothes? Believe it or not, I'll tell Sister Na to get you out of here immediately!"

Seeing that the low-level cleaning worker in front of him rejected him, Zhang Shaocheng couldn't help being furious.

"You can do whatever you want!" Fan Shu said without looking back.

Although he needs this job very much now, and he can put down his social status for it, but such an insult is hard for him to accept.And he believes that Li Lina is definitely not the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong.

"You!" Seeing that a lowly cleaner dared to ignore him, Zhang Shaocheng angrily kicked down the chair beside him, and vented his anger on the innocent chair.

……

After a day of training, the dancers signed with the club completed their tasks one after another and walked out of the club in twos and threes.

In fact, these professional dancers are not much different from ordinary office workers. The difference is that their work is training and competition, and their time is relatively free and easy.

Fan Shu's work wasn't over yet, the dancers in training made a mess of the club's sanitation, and it couldn't be cleaned within two hours.

Similarly, Zhang Shaocheng, who was being heavily trained, also hummed a ditty and walked out of the dance hall with a face full of superiority.

I don't know if it's because Yuanjia Road is narrow, Fan Shu, who was pushing a garbage truck to clean up the garbage in the corridor, passed by the corner, just in front of Zhang Shaocheng.

"Don't you have eyes?" Seeing the trash can in front of him, he cursed angrily.

"I'm sorry." Fan Shu quickly apologized.

Seeing that it was the cleaner again, Zhang Shaocheng deliberately kicked the trash can in front of him to the ground, and immediately the full trash dumped to the ground.

Seeing the results of his labor being destroyed so wantonly, Fan Shu said angrily, "What are you doing!"

"What are you doing? Who told you to block my way!" Zhang Shaocheng snorted coldly, completely ignoring the low-level cleaners in his eyes, and prepared to move forward with his head held high.

But before he could take a step, he stopped in front of him: "Pick up all the trash for me!"

"So what if I don't pick it up?" The other party raised his eyebrows with a cold snort.

"Then don't even think about leaving today!" the boy shouted angrily.

According to Fan Shu's principles, as a cleaner, it is his duty to ensure the hygiene of the club.

However, this does not mean that others can trample on the fruits of their labor at will.

Zhang Shaocheng didn't expect that the cleaner in front of him would challenge him.But he doesn't care about these, he is an important figure in the Feitian Club, and he will even participate in the First Division in the near future.

What is this cleaner in front of me?He is just a dispensable figure in the club, what right does he have to talk to himself like this?

It's just that the boy was so persistent that other dancers who walked out of the dance hall one after another also noticed the dispute.

Zhang Shaocheng felt very humiliated. After all, with his status, he was stopped by a low-level cleaning worker, which made him very annoyed.

"If you want me to help you pick up the trash, it's okay. If you have the ability, you can beat me in a dance fight, and I will help you pick up the trash every day." He continued to maintain his pride.

Fan Shu hesitated for a while, thinking of Dou Wu made him inexplicably sad, but it was a matter of dignity!Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

The dancers around couldn't help being surprised, thinking to themselves that this cleaner is crazy, and he wants to dance with Zhang Shaocheng, who is a key trainer in the club, why should he?
"I want to see what skills you have?" Zhang Shaocheng sneered again.

"Remember your words, if you lose, help me pick up trash every day!" Fan Shu's tone was extremely decisive.

The other party's determined expression made Zhang Shaocheng feel a little guilty.

But soon, he regained his usual pride, looked at the T-shirt on the young man, and said with a sneer, "You have to win against me, and if you lose, wipe the floor with your clothes every day. "

"Come on! I don't have that much time to talk nonsense!" At this moment, Fan Shu was full of fighting spirit.

A cleaning worker wants to dance with the club's seed players, which arouses everyone's interest.No matter what the purpose is, everyone wants to see it quickly.

Li Lina, who had just returned to the club, saw a group of people in the lobby, and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"