I got my enemy by sand sculpture

The next day, as soon as Lin Su arrived at the dance studio, he found that the tutor was already there, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

Lin Su and Tang Ruoxue walked to their own positions and stood still. Several teammates yawned and walked in with squinted eyes.

"Cheer up, everyone cheer up." The instructor clapped his hands, "I know you are very tired from training, but the day of the assessment is coming, no matter how tired you are, you must persevere."

"what......"

"I'm afraid when it comes to the assessment."

"There are too few places."

"Can you fight for a few more places?"

"If you are so tired from training every day and you still can't make your debut in the end, isn't your hard work all in vain?"

Everyone complained one after another. They didn't expect the program group to change other standards, just the same debut quota as in previous years.

"It's useless for you to complain. The program team has done many surveys and comprehensive data analysis based on the number of debut places in previous years. Even if many cultural troupes make their debut smoothly, their personal strength is not enough. In the end, they still can't catch on, wasting a lot of time and resources. So this year Only then did we decide to reform, and only select the top five players with the strongest strength and the most popularity to make their debut."

"Speaking of popularity..." the instructor looked in the direction of Tang Ruoxue and Lin Su, "Last night, the captain and Lin Su's live broadcast was very good, and the response on Weibo was good. Lin Su, does the ceiling look good?"

Lin Su was so bored, she stood at the end of the line and wandered away, when she was called out suddenly, she was startled, and immediately looked at her mentor, asking, "...are you disbanding?"

"Dismiss your head!" The instructor frowned and said angrily, "What are you thinking about every day?!"

"I think you should disband as soon as possible, so I can practice dancing." Lin Su said, "I still don't dance very well in some moves."

Instructor: "..." I can't find a reason to refute.

A few muffled laughs came from the team, and the instructor turned his head to look, and saw Jiang Luoluo, who was standing beside Lin Su, covering her mouth and giggling.

He took a deep breath, pressed Lin Su's chest that was suffocated by anger, "Luoluo, it's your turn tonight's live broadcast, are you ready?"

Jiang Luoluo suppressed a smile, nodded hastily, "Don't worry, mentor."

"That's fine."

The instructor nodded, trained a few more words, and then began to play music for them to practice dancing, and corrected their dance moves one by one.

The instructor walked around, and finally stood in front of Lin Su expressionlessly, watching her dance, intending to find out where she made a mistake.

Under his gaze, Lin Su made a wrong jump, and the instructor immediately said, "Wrong jump."

Lin Su kept moving, and said calmly, "I know."

The instructor couldn't bear it and said: "You know you still dance wrong?!"

"I did it on purpose." Lin Su said.

"Why?" The instructor felt that he couldn't turn the corner, so he asked subconsciously.

"Because you've been in a daze." Lin Su jumped again and said, "I want to see if you're watching me dance seriously."

Instructor: "..." I have a silly sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not.

He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down, not to be so angry by a student that he vomited blood, and this was not considered a work-related injury.

After a while, the instructor finally caught her jumping wrong again. He was eager to try, but couldn't help but be full of pride, "You jumped wrong again just now."

"I know." Lin Su said again.

"Are you doing it on purpose again?!"

The instructor gritted his teeth, what other reason can he make up after watching your girl's film?

"It wasn't intentional." Lin Su said.

"That means you don't know how to do this movement anymore?" The instructor smiled, "Practice this movement for me today—"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Lin Su say: "Teacher, can you stop looking at me? I'm so nervous when you look at me, and I will make mistakes."

Hearing this, the instructor stood in front of her with his hips akimbo, and said angrily, "You are nervous when I look at you. Are you not nervous when there are so many audiences on stage? No, no! What excuses are you looking for!"

"After taking the stage, I can pretend that those audiences don't exist." Lin Su turned a corner on the spot before continuing, "If you stay away from me, I can also pretend that you don't exist."

Instructor: "..." I will bear it!

He took a step back, folded his arms around his chest, and stood far away from Lin Su.

"Now, are you still nervous?" the instructor said, "If you still jump wrong, I will punish you."

"Hey hey..." Lin Su laughed and didn't reply to him.

Instructor: "..." Who wants to have fun with you?

The instructor rubbed his eyebrows helplessly. He wanted to scold her a few words and find fault with her, but he wanted to laugh when he saw her like this.

He looked at it for a while, and found that Lin Su did not make any mistakes again, so he couldn't help but nodded, "Well, yes, your dance is getting better and better recently, your body shape, center of gravity, and balance are all good, but you are almost expressive. "

"That's natural." Lin Su stopped to take a breath after finishing a set of movements, "I'm not stupid, just a few movements, how can I still practice them well after so long?"

The corner of the instructor's mouth twitched, "Give you three points of color, you really opened a dyeing workshop?"

"Ah?" Lin Su wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at him, and asked doubtfully, "What kind of dyeing workshop do you open? My family runs a martial arts gym."

Instructor: "..." Whatever you say, I'm tired.

The instructor sighed, and felt that if the conversation continued, his life span would be shortened by a few years, "Today I want to talk to you about your dance expressiveness."

Lin Su immediately turned around and stood in front of him, looking at him obediently, "Teacher, tell me."

Instructor: "..." It's really uncomfortable not to speak up.

The instructor said: "Although you are not from a professional background, you have practiced martial arts since you were a child, and you have a certain foundation. Maybe you have a clear gap with others at the beginning, but you can rely on your own advantages to catch up from behind. You can do all kinds of difficult movements. No problem, your body is very flexible, which is your advantage."

Lin Su nodded hastily, with a proud expression, "Yes! Yes! I think so too!"

The instructor rubbed his temples, feeling angry and funny. He has taught many students in the past, and he has seen all kinds of people, but he has never seen Lin Su's style.

If you say she is stupid, she can dance well; if you say she is smart, she is cute and silly.

"...But you also have disadvantages, because you are not from a major and have no professional dance training. No matter how good your dance moves are, you are still a bit off the mark." The instructor said.

The corners of Lin Su's mouth twitched, she thought for a while, and asked, "Almost hot...Is it almost expressive?"

"Yes!" The instructor snapped his fingers and nodded approvingly at her, "You are finally smart."

"I've always been smart, okay." Lin Su curled her lips, and she looked at the instructor with some displeasure, "It's just a few bad moves, I practice them over and over again for so long every day, but the result still doesn't work? What exactly is expressiveness? ah?"

"Good question!" The instructor clapped his hands and looked around, "Come, come, everyone, stop and come here."

Everyone stopped their movements, approached Lin Su and the mentor one after another, and looked at them curiously.

"Many people in our class A are from majors. They grew up practicing singing and dancing since they were young. They must have heard a word called dance expression." The instructor said.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded.

"Many people have heard of it, but they don't know what dance expression is." The instructor looked at Lin Su, "You can dance this dance for everyone."

"Ah? Good." Lin Su was stunned for a moment, then walked to the front of the team, raised her head and stood facing everyone.

"...What are you doing to them?!" The instructor couldn't help but yelled.

"Didn't you ask me to dance for them?" Lin Su beeped softly.

"Jump in front of the mirror! Look at your own movements and demeanor, and you also look at Lin Su."

Lin Su turned to face the mirror, still a little confused, not knowing what the instructor meant by letting her watch her dance.

Under the guidance of her instructor, Tang Ruoxue played dance music.

When the exciting music played, Lin Su's feet danced involuntarily to the rhythm. She had practiced this dance over and over again for several months, and her body seemed to have formed a memory. She didn't need to deliberately recall it, and she wouldn't make mistakes.

Lin Su kept staring at herself in the mirror, her movements were smooth and coordinated, her rhythm was well grasped, and there was no problem at all.

When the music stopped, Lin Su also stopped.

"Lin Su's dance," the instructor asked, "how do you feel? What are the advantages?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and Jiang Luoluo in the crowd said: "Everything is pretty good, several difficult movements are done well, and the body is very coordinated. Now that Susu is from a major, I believe it."

Lin Su was in a happy mood after being praised, she glanced around, met Tang Ruoxue's gaze, and found that she was still looking at her with that paralyzed face, with a cold expression.

Lin Su rolled his eyes at her, but didn't look at her.

The instructor nodded, and then asked, "What about her shortcomings?"

Jiang Luoluo hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, "Susu dances better than me, I don't see any shortcomings."

This is not Jiang Luoluo's modesty. Although Lin Su became a monk halfway, he was indeed at the bottom of Class A at the beginning.

But Lin Su has a high ability to comprehend dance, many movements are not difficult for her, her physical strength is super good, and she is willing to work hard to practice, and now she is at the upper middle level in class a.

Seeing that no one spoke, the tutor looked at Tang Ruoxue again, "Where's the captain? You've been teaching Lin Su for a while, what do you think are her shortcomings?"

Everyone heard the words and looked in Tang Ruoxue's direction, Lin Su also looked at her, and the two looked at each other again.

Lin Su winked at Tang Ruoxue, seeing Tang Ruoxue quietly looking at her and not expressing anything.She stared at Tang Ruoxue again, as if threatening her not to speak ill of herself.

This time Tang Ruoxue finally responded to her, and she rolled her eyes to show Lin Su.

Lin Su almost fell on his back in anger.

The instructor frowned and looked at the two of them, "What kind of emotion are you expressing?"

Tang Ruoxue looked away, looked at her instructor, and said, "She dances very well."

Lin Su behind the instructor nodded in satisfaction, the threat really worked!

But before she was finished, she heard Tang Ruoxue say: "But the dance is too rigid, without soul, it's just swinging arms and practicing movements."

The instructor nodded, "What else?"

Lin Su's eyes widened, and she glared at Tang Ruoxue silently, could this person not receive her gaze? !

Tang Ruoxue continued to ignore her, and said in a low voice: "Also...the expression is too dull when dancing, the emotions, the emotions are not strong, the heart does not move at will, and the eyes do not move with the heart."

Lin Su bared her teeth at Tang Ruoxue, I'm in love with you ghost!

作者有话要说：收到了很多小可爱的催更......努力码出了一章，下一章可能要后天了。感谢在2021-01-2416:01:07~2021-01-2621:08:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 14 Zai Zai;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：一条小布丁吖212瓶；云小可爱16瓶；呃呃呃_、3619330810瓶；沫颜6瓶；只想混吃等死5瓶；无关。2瓶；丙、柒久jui1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!