rose with snow

The person next to her interrupted her thoughts with a sentence:

"Song Yingshi, how many years have you been dancing? You are really strong!"

Song Yingshi turned her head, looked at the girl who was blushing with excitement, and smiled:

"On and off, for about ten years."

She didn't say much about it, she clapped her hands and said, "Come on, I'll take you to practice, the teacher handed you over to me, if you know anything, just ask me..."

The dance music was played in a loop, and everyone became familiar with the dance moves over and over again, and practiced expression management.

When Song Yingshi saw that something was not right, she would correct it individually.

When facing Song Ying, who has been personally certified by the director, the trainees can let go more than the teacher, and they will not be so nervous when being directed by Song Ying.

Song Yingshi would watch them dance again, and when she danced correctly, she would boast with a smile:

"You learn quickly, and you will do this in the future."

"It's great, look, you can do it."

It may be that Song Yingshi is too beautiful, or it may be that she looks too sincere when she praises others. Many girls are so hot that they almost blush.

Anyway, the atmosphere of the dance class in class two was revitalized by Song Yingshi.

As the end of get out of class was approaching, Song Yingshi glanced at the lively classroom, and was very satisfied to see the trainees exchanging notes of movements with each other.

Fortunately, it lived up to the trust.

She had just finished correcting a trainee, and she happened to walk to Huai Xu's side.

Song Yingshi put her hand on Huaixu's shoulder and asked softly:

"How am I teaching?"

Huai Xu, who was practicing dancing, looked at her sideways.

Song Yingshi asked her, but she had a small expression on her face begging for praise, and the corners of her lips were even a little twisted, which made people want to rub the top of her head hard.

Huai Xu didn't want to make Song Yingshi more proud, but thinking of her dazzling water snake waist when she danced, and the enthusiastic dance learning atmosphere brought by her now, she couldn't say anything against her will.

Song Yingshi urged her: "Speak, how, how, how, how?"

Huaixu's ears were itchy, so she simply raised her hand, picked up Song Yingshi's peaked cap, turned her wrist, and put it back on her back:

"Aren't you the most confident?"

Song Yingshi was confident and confident: "I want you to praise me too."

With a smile in his eyes, Huai Xu raised his chin towards her:

"that's it."

Song Yingshi snorted and muttered:

"Awkward."

When the dance teacher returned to the classroom, I was overjoyed to see everyone danced again.

He originally wanted Song Yingshi to do the work of the atmosphere group, but he didn't expect that he could teach dance so well.

Now even the teacher said: "Why don't you follow the class in the second class from now on."

I don't know how this word spread to the ears of the first group, Lu Xuewen was the first to run over and say:

"Teacher, you can't be partial, I'm still waiting for Yingshi to come back and continue teaching me."

……

With Xiaoniangao's ability, by the end of the afternoon classes, that is, at 6 pm, Song Yingshi's timing reached 11h27min.

The duration task is almost completed, but the mood value task has made no progress. It would be a lie to say that there is no rush.

After class, Song Ying asked Tao Qin to bring Lu Xuewen back to their 506, and she and Huai Xu went back to 407.

Song Yingshi closed the door tightly, then handed her mobile phone to Huai Xu, and said seriously:

"Read all the pictures in this album, don't miss a single one."

When Huaixu took it, he took a deep look at Song Yingshi: "What kind of dishonest thing is it?"

"..."

Song Yingshi said: "Remember your innocent personality."

Song Yingshi hated iron but not steel.

At this critical moment of life and death, she doesn't have that kind of worldly desire at all, okay?

When Huai Xu teased Song Ying, seeing her angrily mentioning the innocent character, she put it away and looked at the phone screen.

She was also a little curious about what picture Song Yingshi showed her.

As a result, the screen seemed to be a screenshot of an Internet sand sculpture joke, the kind that was reposted over ten thousand times.

Huai Xu scrolled to the next one, and the next one was all sand sculptures.

After thinking about it, she said sincerely: "Others give away a house and a car to make people happy. I didn't expect Boss Song to give sand sculpture pictures."

"?"

Boss Song never cared about rose thorns. He knelt down in front of Huai Xu's knees, stared at the phone in her hand, and said wistfully:

"Did you get it?"

"What do you think?"

Song Yingshi looked back on her previous life, and said with a heart-to-heart comparison: "I think it's okay."

She bought a lot of RV jewelry, but the joy of shopping is only in the moment of placing an order and receiving the goods, and it is boring when she gets it. How can there be jokes from sand sculpture netizens?

And these are 100 selected sand sculpture pictures and jokes that she secretly saved in class, a total of 100 pictures.

She couldn't stop laughing when she was looking for it. For no reason, she couldn't hit Huai Xu. The possibility of success was very high.

"..."

Seeing Song Ying with a serious expression, as if coming from the bottom of her heart, she was speechless, and began to meet Song Ying's strange requests.

Huaixu's men flicked through the pictures one after another.

Song Yingshi looked expectantly at "74", which had not changed for a day, and looked at Huaixu with encouragement.

Huaixu's white fingertips kept moving, without staying on any of the pictures for a second, regular and cold, as if what she saw was just the same blank picture.

Song Yingshi went over to check suspiciously.

That's right, it's sand sculpture content, she wanted to laugh the second time she read it.

The unchanging mechanical movements make people lose the sense of time passing. After an unknown period of time, Huai Xu returned the phone to her:

"finish watching."

"..."

Looking at the unchanging 74 points, Song Yingshi wanted to cry but had no tears.

She put the phone under Huai Xu's eyes, picked out the picture of her laughing the most, wrinkled her nose and said:

"This, this, and this, don't you think it's funny? No way."

There was a flash of interest in Huai Xu's eyes, as if Song Yingshi's appearance was more interesting than the sand sculpture picture:

"Fortunately."

fraud!It's a good thing that the mood value doesn't move, it's still 7...huh?

Become 75?

Song Yingshi couldn't tell whether she was happy or wanted to cry for a while.

After a hard day, she finally returned to the original point.

This is really, inspirational, ambitious.

The sand sculpture map is useless, what should she do?

Song Yingshi's head went blank.

During the death threat, her head turned rapidly.

She didn't believe that someone looked at the sand sculpture picture without any emotion, and the corners of Huai Xu's lips were clearly curved just now.

Besides, with so many things happening during the day today, how could none of them make Huai Xu's mood fluctuate?

——And she is definitely not the one who sings the worst, there are so many out-of-key ones, Huai Xu just lost her mood value because of her pitch!

This strong evidence made Song Yingshi suddenly enlightened.

The mood value is not what she understands. In the popular sense, "just make Huai Xu happy".

And Huaixu's mood swings are all related to her, could it be that the real body of the mood value is...favorability?

Summarizing it with favorability is not a perfect fit, but Song Yingshi felt that it might be interesting to explore in this direction.

She grabbed Huaixu's cuff and looked at Huaixu seriously:

"Well, Huai Xu, is there anything you want me to do? You can boldly mention anything. "

Huai Xu was also polite: "The contract is terminated."

"..." Song Yingshi was depressed, "Except for this."

Huai Xu said, "What else can you give me?"

Song Yingshi: "Money."

Before Huai Xu could speak, Song Yingshi condemned herself first:

"I am a person who has nothing but money. I am so boring. Do you also look down on me? I always feel ashamed in front of you who are pure, just give me a chance, let me do something for you that can make you happy , okay?"

Song Yingshi was like this, when she ordered people to bully others, she was arrogant and bright, flamboyant and flamboyant.

Once she softened up and begged for help, her watery almond eyes drooped slightly, like a puppy whimpering, as if she had been greatly wronged if she refused to agree to her.

She can switch freely between these two forms, making it difficult to resist.

Just like now, when she knew about Song Ying, she opened her mouth to talk nonsense, but when facing her, Huai Xu couldn't say the words of rejection for a while.

Song Yingshi took another step forward and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Huai Xu looked at her quietly: "What if I say something wrong?"

Song Yingshi tentatively said in a negotiating tone: "Then... I ordered you to let me do something for you? You are not at a loss, aren't you?"

She doesn't dare to be cruel to Xu now, she can only be so cowardly.

After six o'clock, the dusk gradually darkened, and the sky was a crow-blue color like a preserved egg.

Gentle, cold, and seems to hide unknown dangers.

In the room without the lights on, the light was covered with black and gray.

Huai Xu's eyes fell from Song Yingshi's eyebrows, swept over the bridge of her nose, her soft lips, and soon fell on her slender neck.

There is a very charming indifference between Huai Xu's eyebrows and eyes:

"Have you made up your mind?"