eight dance partners with my boyfriend

While half asleep and half awake, Jiao Cheng only remembered that Li Feidan had called him a few times, then reluctantly got up, and then went back to Lao Bu's house, and slept until dawn.

When he woke up, someone was talking outside the door, speaking in English, and he couldn't understand what they said in detail.

The door opened, and Li Feizhang found that he was awake. Jiao Cheng rubbed his hair and sat up, asking hoarsely, "What time is it?"

"It's still early, just after eight o'clock."

"Where are you going today?" Jiao Cheng asked while putting on his clothes.

Li Feidan sat on the edge of the bed, a piece of the quilt was sunken, "Where do you want to go?"

Jiao Cheng hadn't fully woken up yet, he listened to this sentence in a daze, and then murmured in a daze: "I don't know."

Seeing his appearance, Li Feizhang couldn't help laughing, "You've been out of frame for the past few days, stupid. The ticket is booked, the train at nine o'clock, if you're not hungry, have breakfast later."

Hearing this, Jiao Cheng didn't deny it in his heart, he really didn't think about anything recently, he didn't do anything, he just ran behind Li Feidan's ass.

He hurriedly got up and put on his socks, chatted with Lao Bu's family for a while before he left, and fed some food to the swans on the other side of the lake. Last night, the swans didn't come, only a few goslings kept chirping. still good.

Before leaving, Xiaobu filled them with a whole box of cold baked noodles, and the two of them sat in the carriage and ate some sandwiches they made last night with mineral water, and then leisurely returned to London, which was more prosperous stand up.

The DanceStudio I want to go to is in southwest London, and I took a tram around a small circle to get there.

Jiao Cheng didn't know the way of training this kind of dance in the UK, but he saw many signs along the way that said "DanceSoul" and "TheDanceLab". , rehearsal hall, etc., are much more spacious than what they rented.

Guessing that his curious movements were too obvious, and there were so many people on the road, Li Feizhang grabbed his wrist hard all the way so as not to be bumped.

"Look at that, DanceOptions." Li Feidan followed his gaze.

"Huh?" Jiao Cheng hummed subconsciously in doubt, and looked at the signboard again. There were some information about dancers on the signboard outside. Extra cooked.

"In our words, it can be regarded as an online celebrity dance classroom. It was established more than 20 years ago and has gained a reputation. It used to train professional competitive players, but now the courses are very complicated. Many amateurs also go to dance and fitness. I have also attended it before. class here."

Listening to the explanation, Jiao Cheng unconsciously glanced again, "Everyone like you must go to the studio for classes?"

Li Feizhang: "Well, there should be almost no one who has never been to the Studio. The learning form of British ballroom dance has always been based on the ClubSystem. Still from a major, and still adhering to the academic education model."

Jiao Cheng understood a little, but didn't understand: "But many British schools also offer similar courses for art majors?"

"It's not the same. I've taken it before, and the course experience is very different. In China, the framework of congenital conditions and acquired learning is emphasized, but the universities here are not. You can be weak, short, and short, but you must be correct. Dance has an understanding of itself and the ability to harness it."

"It sounds fantastic."

Jiao Cheng sighed, they had already turned around the street with the most traffic and bought two cups of coffee to relieve their troubles.

"Yes, it sounds fantasy, and I want to make it even more fantasy." Li Fei smiled and pinched the back of Jiao Cheng's neck, "This is the place I've been staying all these years, it's different from the wooden house, let's go. "

Unknowingly, I have arrived at the destination. There is a huge three-story building in front of it. The decoration is simple and simple, the beige marble pattern is very soft, and the signboard in the middle says "Swan's Poetry".

swan poetry.

Jiao Cheng muttered its name a few times, and found that a group of people walked in together. There were hardly any children in these people, most of them were adults, and some of them looked about forty or fifty years old.

"Is it time for class now?" he asked.

Li Feidan nodded, "It's 12:30 now, the class on the second floor will open at [-] o'clock, and the class on the first floor will open at [-]:[-] o'clock."

Jiao Cheng nodded, thinking that he was dragged in by the man.

The door is very free to enter and exit. You can go in after checking whether there are any sharp instruments other than dance-related ones. Just after Jiao Cheng finished checking, he heard a burst of excited voices not far away.

Accompanied by English, German and even Chinese.

Li Feizhang explained: "Sometimes there will be free public classes on the first floor, and the time is not fixed. Many dancers will come to take classes, and it should be now."

They took their bags and walked to the noisy place, Jiao Cheng saw several Asian girls gathered there, obviously many more than what he saw at the previous ballroom dance.

"The founder of this studio is a Chinese, and his wife is a Westerner, so many Asians come here because they feel that there will be less possibility of exclusion or discrimination here."

Jiao Cheng nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly scratched the arm of a man who looked Asian. The man gave an impatient "Tsk", and was about to say something, but turned to find the man next to Jiao Cheng, frowning, They looked back and forth a few times before, and then left with disdain.

"You know him?" Jiao Cheng asked, looking back.

Li Fei sighed: "That's right, my friend's friend, it's okay, let's go."

Jiao Cheng was pushed outside the transparent classroom.

Inside is a pair of dancers, both dressed in casual clothes, dancing samba. Their moves are very novel, unlike ordinary traditional steps, even outsiders find it interesting.

Especially the collocation of Orientals and Westerners, the collision and contrast of skin color and eyes is even more wonderful.

"Uncle Pu is so handsome! The sword is not old, but luckily I didn't go to eat at noon..."

"Ah, I haven't seen him before, this is the father of the handsome guy on the third floor?"

"It's more than that, the couple dancing now is a husband and wife! Why are you so good at genetics? The son of a genius is also a genius. Even the scripts of TV dramas dare not write like that..."

There were a lot of rustling sounds in my ears, and it happened that there were Chinese-speaking girls on the right. Their words entered Jiao Cheng's ears impartially, and they clearly captured the word "husband and wife".

Inside, this is a couple?

The eyes are full of affection and enthusiasm, and the familiar moves are seamlessly coordinated. Even in the last few moves before the end, the woman completely closed her eyes, and she moved completely by feeling and rhythm, which was very harmonious.

Indeed, the feeling of their partnership is very different, whether it is the physical and mental fit, or the atmosphere between the two, they are more natural and lingering.

"Looks like it's not an open class, they're all joining in the fun." Li Fei murmured with a smile.

Jiao Cheng: "Ah? Isn't it?"

Just as they were talking, after the dance inside, the woman with platinum curly hair saluted, then turned her head to see this side, and suddenly waved her hand towards them in surprise.

Li Feidan also waved his hands, and said in a low voice: "They are the founders of this studio, have you seen the name outside, Swan Poetry, because the hostess turned out to be a ballet dancer, and the two of them fell in love before they started formally. The partner danced the national standard, so I took this name."

"It's quite commemorative..." Jiao Cheng whispered back, and Li Feidan beside him had already pushed open the glass door.

The woman jumped over enthusiastically, first hugged Li Feidan enthusiastically, then stared at Jiao Cheng with a smile, kissed him on the cheek generously, then said to Li Feidan in broken Chinese without thinking: "He is very handsome. "

The man next to the woman was much calmer, and his expression was a little more restrained than when he was dancing just now, "Her Chinese is not good, don't mind." This sentence seemed to be what Jiao Cheng said.

Jiao Cheng was a little confused, as if he didn't need to introduce himself, these people knew him?

"We just took a break today to dance for a while, and we are leaving soon. If you want to find him, he is on the third floor." The man pointed to the top, and then did not exchange a few words. The platinum-haired woman followed them with a delicate bag. He waved his hand and rushed to the world of two people.

There was also a rush outside the classroom door.

"Stupid?" Li Fei turned around, but Jiao Cheng still kept the polite smile just now.

"No, because I came in suddenly, and I don't know him."

Li Feizhang: "Sorry, I forgot to say in advance, I have known dancers for a long time, maybe I can call a teacher. I just came here to learn dance and the development is not so good, and the flow of people is small, so everyone is familiar with it. .”

"Are they very powerful?" Jiao Cheng asked.

"Awesome, whether it is on the field or the Swan Poetry created today, they are all unique, but they retired early and are obsessed with running around the world, so they are not often seen."

Jiao Cheng sighed regretfully, but Li Feidan didn't care, and laughed a few times without making a sound.

The two went around the first floor and went up to the second floor. When they got closer, some classrooms had already started to warm up. Jiao Cheng could see clearly from outside, but there were not many idlers like them in the corridor.

There is a room and a classroom, with "professional" and "amateur" posted outside the door, and they are also divided according to the type of dance and age, which is very detailed.

Jiao Cheng couldn't help but ask, "When did you come here to practice?"

Li Feidan thought for a moment and said: "It's been a long time ago, I can't remember the details. When I first came, I went to the house just now according to someone's introduction. I learned that I was about 20 years old and happened to meet Uncle Pu recruiting students. A group of us went to their experience class, and we were quite disgusted at first, after all, it was not voluntary, who knew that the effect was surprisingly good, so we stayed, but we also took many other master classes in the middle, and even left for a while."

"Hmm." Jiao Cheng lowered his head, trying to imagine such a scene, a bit abstract, a bit distant, but much clearer than what he tried to imagine in the middle of the night.

Many rooms on the second floor were in class, and they were embarrassed to disturb them. When they walked to the end, they suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Li Feida!"

Jiao Cheng turned his head, no surprise, it was Anna.

This is the first time I saw Anna seeing him smiling so brightly, and even hugged them both in turn excitedly. The attitude was quite different from the first time they met. Jiao Cheng was a little flattered, but seeing her thankful eyes, he suddenly understood again. up.

Facing the other party's expectations, Jiao Cheng couldn't say anything, let alone how to speak.

"Aren't you in class?" Li Feidan said.

Anna closed the glass door, and the beautiful girls aged seventeen or eighteen looked back and forth inside, whispering in English as if they were watching a play.

"It's okay, just a little while, I'll wait for 2 minutes." Anna said, "When did you come back?"

Li Feidan: "The night before yesterday, I took him to the Thames River, right." As he spoke, he poked Jiao Cheng's elbow.

Jiao Cheng didn't know what to say, and couldn't respond to Anna's emotions, so he could only smile and nod, trying not to get involved in the topic.

"I was drunk last night, and I accidentally called you. At that time, everyone was a little happy and couldn't control it," Anna continued, "The most annoying thing is that He Zhang was also drunk later, and in the end it was Liu Weisi. His boyfriend came to send us off one by one..."

Anna talked about what happened to them last night. Apart from those Jiao Cheng had met, there were also a few names that she had never heard of, which should be their mutual friends.

Jiao Cheng stood blankly, unable to get in any words, so he kept his mouth shut, and his face was a little stiff when he smiled.

"Hey, by the way, I will give them a basic lesson in this class. About how to deal with the sense of rhythm with a partner, Li Feidan, please come and show them. There is a lack of a male partner."

Anna suddenly proposed in the middle of speaking, and noticed Li Fei's apologetic expression, and realized that she was disturbing them too much. She glanced at Jiao Cheng and asked, "Is it okay? Ten minutes."

"Well, it's okay, you guys go." Jiao Cheng said with a smile.

Anna: "Thank you!"

Li Feidan glanced at the people beside him worriedly, and confirmed again in a low voice: "Are you really all right? I don't have to go, if you feel uncomfortable."

In fact, Jiao Cheng didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he could understand why Anna was so excited today, and also understand why she treated him with enthusiasm and kindness today.

The two pushed the door open and went in. Anna Ben invited him to join him, but Jiao Cheng still refused after thinking about it. He didn't even want to stand outside and watch, instead he just walked around aimlessly, which was very boring.

There is a staircase on the left, leading to the third floor.

The signage at the entrance and the classroom map only show the lower two floors. There is clearly a third floor but there is no sign.

Jiao Cheng stood still for a while, as if he heard some music, he climbed up the stairs step by step.

Three floors, empty.

This is the first impression.

Compared with the classrooms on the lower two floors, as well as the colored labels and tutor names pasted outside the classroom doors, this floor looks too clean and concise.

There are only two rooms divided in the middle of the entire large area, and the first one on the front is empty.

Jiao Cheng stood there hesitating for a few minutes, but he heard a very loud "da da" sound next to his ear.

He was very familiar with this sound, the heels of leather shoes rubbed against the floor, once, twice, Li Feidan often did this.

Seeing this sound, Jiao Cheng walked a little further inside.

In the distance, I saw a figure with the front door open.

Familiar hair color, the thin and narrow rubber bands are loose and fixed, but as she walks, a few strands still shake out uninterruptedly.

This person was wearing a gray-green loose short sleeve, simple black pants, and black leather shoes.He was facing the window, the sunlight sprinkled on his side along the air gap, his hair glistened, as if he had inadvertently rubbed a layer of skin care and a filter, making people unable to stop.

Jiao Cheng was a little dumbfounded.

I also feel that the back is very familiar.

Just as he was thinking, the man suddenly stopped beating.

Pulling the leather loop on the hair, it was pulled off, and then the hair on the side of the ear was tied up again.

He went to the corner, unzipped the bag, took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips with his head raised. Maybe he drank too fast, and the water rolled from the corner of his mouth to his shoulders.

At this moment, he happened to look sideways.

The eyes of the two collided again.

It's him!

Jiao Cheng was almost surprised.

Familiar blue eyes, with light spots on the pupils, like pure and translucent jade, absorbing all the sunlight.

His cheeks were sweaty, his light-colored hair stuck to the corner of his mouth, his lips were still pressed against the mouth of the bottle, and his head-up posture was nothing more than a person in an oil painting.

I was too surprised to speak, I didn't expect to meet him, and again, I was still in Costwold last night.

But today, we meet again.

The man also spotted him, tightened the bottle cap and put it on the ground, then pushed the rehearsal room away, "Come in."

Jiao Cheng was slightly taken aback, and quickly adjusted his expression, "I didn't expect to see you again."

"Ah."

The man didn't seem surprised, he responded softly, drank a few more sips of water with a smile, and found him a cushion to sit on directly by the way.

Jiao Cheng: "Thank you."

"It's a coincidence." After a while without speaking, Jiao Cheng said with emotion.

"Yeah." The man smiled, and sighed leisurely: "It's quite a coincidence."

Jiao Cheng: "But I didn't expect you to really dance."

"Well, is it similar?"

Jiao Cheng shook his head, "I don't know, but the temperament is very similar."

He bowed his head: "Is that so... other people have said that since childhood."

There was another silence between the two of them.

"What were you dancing about just now?"

The man leaned against the wall for a moment and asked back, "What do you think it looks like?"

Jiao Cheng pondered and said, "The one described in "Pride and Prejudice" is very similar to yours."

The person next to him suddenly laughed, and laughed for a long time.

Jiao Cheng thought what he said was wrong, and felt a little embarrassed.

"It's called the Regency Dance. It's a very rural dance. It was popular during the Regency period. Men would wear a classic tuxedo and breeches." He explained in a very slow tone, as if rewinding a movie, "Did you say that?" Wrong, the Regency dance was modeled on Pride and Prejudice."

Before Jiao Cheng could speak again, he took the initiative to speak again, "You also know someone who dances? What does he dance, ballroom dance?"

"En." Jiao Cheng responded.

"Is he your friend? Object?" He bit out these two words lightly in his mouth, as if sighing, as light as thin smoke.

"That's right, boyfriend."

"Really?" The man suddenly bent his eyes and looked over. The smile was so clean that no emotion could be discerned.

"what's your name?"

Looking at his face, Jiao Cheng asked this question involuntarily, then he felt impolite and waved his hand, "Forget it, I'll ask casually."

"Hmm...my name..."

He hummed softly, and slowly stretched out, and there was a sound of footsteps getting closer and closer at the stairway, mixed together.

The back door was pushed open.

"violet!" Someone called out,

"My name is Pu Xiuyun. Hello, Jiao Cheng."