rose with snow

Song Yingshi fulfilled the mission's requirement of coming to the garden, and also fulfilled the requirement of taking a walk——

Everyone's legs move so much during the dance, why didn't they meet the task requirements?

Walking in place is not a walk?Are you discriminating?

Anyway, the system couldn't explain Song Yingshi's fallacies, so he could only swallow his anger.

The third requirement of the task is not less than 100s of physical contact.

Of course, the holding hands, hugging, kissing, and the suspicious silence that the system cites are all out of Song Yingshi's consideration.

She also criticized the system: "You are already a mature Jinjiang system, don't have fantasies below the neck in your head, understand? You are dangerous like this."

System: "Oh."

Compared with the immature suggestion of the system, Song Yingshi naturally chose to help Huaixu correct her dance movements while taking the opportunity to complete the task.

Her only worry is that Huai Xu has learned dance too well, so there is no room for her to develop.

The others were dancing along earnestly, and Song Yingshi watched Huaixu's movements while dancing.

Hmm...why is it so standard?

Song Yingshi was surprised, proud and disappointed, her mood was very complicated, and she collapsed into a puppy face in an instant.

Thinking like this, Huai Xu's movements suddenly slowed down a beat, as if he forgot how to dance and didn't keep up.

Song Yingshi's eyes lit up.

In order to confirm the situation, she stared at Huai Xu intently.

Yes, Huai Xu made a mistake... Huai Xu made a mistake again!

Hmm... This point of force is perfect!

At this time, the song was over, and during the interval of the prelude, Song Yingshi couldn't wait to walk in front of Huaixu, and said solemnly:

"I found that you have a big problem with dancing."

Huai Xu is as good as a stream:

"I noticed that too."

"I can't do that, I have to teach you how to do it myself."

A smile flashed in Huai Xu's eyes:

"Will it bother you?"

Song Yingshi said decisively:

"What are you talking about, how can I feel at ease if I don't teach you? Don't worry, I will correct your problems one by one with my own hands."

This "hands-on" is the key point in this sentence.

Song Yingshi reckoned that although she wanted to take the opportunity to touch Huaixu, but objectively she also helped Huaixu.

And she picked it very carefully and personally, so she was completely at ease in using the tricks of the tool man this time.

"Talk about your action just now."

Song Yingshi said, posing the same fixed point as Huai Xu's wrong action:

"The palms of this movement should be turned outwards, with the palms facing outwards, but you are pressing downwards... Let me show you how to do it again."

Song Yingshi said, and went to hold Huaixu's hand.

She was a little worried that Huai Xu would dodge, so while reaching out her hand, she quietly glanced at Huai Xu, trying to observe her expression.

Unexpectedly, she met Huai Xu's gaze.

I don't know if it's because the light is unbelievably soft as it approaches dusk.

When Huai Xu lowered her eyes to look over, the light fluttered lightly, and the broken hair on her temples was blown by the wind, gently caressing her fair cheeks.

Huai Xu is like a picture of a quiet and soft beauty.

She lowered her jaw slightly, and asked Song Yingshi what she was doing with eyes like autumn water.

And it seemed that just looking at her eyes was enough to move her.

Huai Xu at this moment is extremely beautiful, easily captivating, making people unable to notice anything else.

But Song Yingshi inexplicably felt that there was something hidden under the water waves.

That feeling flashed by, maybe it was just an illusion.

When Song Yingshi came back to her senses, before she knew it, her fingertips touched the back of Huaixu's hand.

The body temperature between warm and cool is the touch of Huai Xu.

Song Yingshi was about to pull up——

"Small—ten—"

A cry came from behind, Song Yingshi turned her head and opened her eyes suddenly.

A group of trainees trotted towards the small square.

It really is a group, a large group! ! !

what happened? ? ?

Before the trainees ran over like swarms of Samoyeds, they didn't expect this scene to happen when they killed Song Ying.

The leader who ran the happiest was Lu Xuewen, who ran up to Song Yingshi, looked at Huaixu resentfully, and complained loudly:

"Why don't you call me when you come out to play!"

"..."

Song Yingshi was speechless, who came out to play!

She obviously came out to do a mission, so children should take care of adults' affairs, okay!

Tao Chin followed suit:

"You didn't call me either!"

"And I!"

"I am me."

"I……"

Looking at a group of trainees who didn't know anything but were booing wildly, Song Yingshi waved her hands dumbfounded, and quickly stopped:

"Alright, alright."

When she turned around again, the students in class A were more confused than her, and they still haven't reacted yet.

Rong Yi is still young, and usually listens to the words of the program group, and her first reaction is:

"I, did we get into trouble?"

The old fried dough stick Yan Ran calmly said:

"It's still recording, which means it's okay."

Rong Yi thought about it, she was right, otherwise, sister Houqin would have used the loudspeaker to call people back and give them a lesson.

She glanced at Yan Ran who was calmer than her, and snorted softly.

Song Yingshi also thought so, but she thought a little more than Yan Ran——

The program group is not only acquiescing, but also implying that they will continue to make trouble.

It’s not enough to just run out, what happens after you run out?

Song Yingshi had been a mentor in her previous life, so she was a little bit sure about the program group's careful thinking. What effect did the program group want?

She pondered for a while, and clapped her hands to the black trainees, fearing that she might not be able to hear them, she shouted directly:

"It's already here, it's so cool outside, let's practice together for a while."

After a day full of pressure in the practice classroom, everyone's enthusiasm was obviously high when they went outside to play.

As soon as people greeted them, they said "really jumping" and "can you stand down?", but they were actually walking into the square and consciously lined up.

Wan Jiao warmly greeted those shy girls who were too embarrassed to come over:

"Come on, everyone, let's dance in the square!"

All class A trainees: ?

Goddamn square dance, it's obviously a youth dance song for young girls, not to mention that they all dance online, how can it be like a square dance?

But when 101 of them stood together in the square, with the blue sky and white clouds above their heads, swinging their arms in the breeze, and dancing in unison to the music, the pink kings were convinced:

This is square dancing, it can't be radio gymnastics!

Needless to say, dancing with everyone together is very exciting, the arms and legs are not tired, and the energy is also lifted.

Even if you are sweating, blowing the evening breeze is more enjoyable than blowing on the air conditioner.

Everyone didn't stand according to the color of the team uniform, but grouped together randomly. How should I put it, there is a kind of...

There is a feeling that everyone is a group.

Anyway, Wanjiao thinks so, staying here with everyone is much more comfortable than those five classrooms painted in different colors.

She jumped and jumped, and Song Ying came when she ran to talk to the staff.

Song Yingshi called her out and gave her a big loudspeaker.

Wan Jiao:?

Song Yingshi whispered a few words in her ear.

Wan Jiao's spirit lifted, and she said confidently:

"Leave it to me and you can rest assured."

The trainees were dancing in the square, and suddenly they heard Wan Jiao's thick Northeast Mandarin from the loudspeaker:

"Tighten your core, the one in the third row, why did you forget to manage your expressions? Smile, smile, smile."

Trainee:?

How can there be an instructor for a square dance?

Wan Jiao: "Don't be shy, sing and let out your voice! I see who dares to sing, turn around and put the trumpet in front of you."

This intimidation made the singing of the square dance team several degrees louder.

Wan Jiao was a little satisfied, and walked around patrolling with a loudspeaker, hands behind her back, and taught everyone earnestly:

"Be confident. It's okay to dance wrongly. If you break down and panic, it's over. When you perform the theme song, what should you be thinking about?"

Wan Jiao gave her answer with a loud singing voice:

"Sister is the queen, let your confidence shine!"

The voice came out on the ground, and several trainees almost sprained their feet.

A trainee shouted:

"Jiao Jiaoer, you are so stupid!"

Wan Jiao plays the role of the confident queen in her true colors:

"Are you worthy of me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Song Yingshi, who was dancing beside Huaixu and trying to count the number of steps in the task, puffed up and laughed along with everyone.

After Wanjiao took the trumpet for 10 minutes, some trainees were tired from dancing and volunteered to take over the work of the cross talk instructor, so that Wanjiao could continue to practice.

In this way, one by one, those who want to take a break will urge everyone with a loudspeaker, and no one will be delayed.

In fact, after a day of study, everyone has learned the movements once, or even several times. The most difficult thing is the combination with songs and expression management, and the most deadly phenomenon of forgetting the movements and forgetting the words.

Everyone dances and sings together, which can strengthen body memory.

Furthermore, someone holding a loudspeaker to remind all parties at all times is more effective than a person who is busy brushing his head.

However, Song Yingshi noticed that some of the trainees' movements were still not right, and they didn't seem to know it.

Song Yingshi thought about it, and talked to a few classmates who practiced well, and everyone helped to see the movements together.

It won't take long for one person to stare at a row, point out problems in time when they find them, and then demonstrate how to correct them.

After finishing this matter, Song Yingshi felt that nothing was missed, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief and concentrate on completing her task.

She turned her head to look for Huaixu, only to find that the trainees in the back row of Huaixu were asking Huaixu for a dance move.

Seeing that what Huai Xu said was indeed true, Song Yingshi did not interrupt them, and after the trainees left, she joked quietly:

"Do you dare to teach people?"

Huai Xu glanced at her, bent his lips and said:

"Just so I would."

Song Yingshi believed her very much:

"I think so, you are not an irresponsible person."

Huai Xu looked at her again and smiled:

"Are you still teaching me?"

If Song Yingshi had paid attention to Huai Xu before, she would have found that Huai Xu danced perfectly.

But before Song Ying was concerned about the trainees, she didn't pay much attention to Huai Xu. Now when she heard this very interesting question, she immediately said:

"Of course. Where were we talking? Speaking of..."

Huaixu repeated her two words:

"Speaking of it."

Song Yingshi felt itchy on the back of her hand, she looked down.

The side of Huai Xu's palm was leaning against the back of her hand, her fingers were slightly curved and drooped naturally.

Maybe when he saw Song Ying, he lowered his head, and Huai Xu raised his hand and bumped into her lightly.

The unique texture of the skin makes you shiver and itch at the moment of contact, before it sticks together heavily and greasy.

Before Song Yingshi had time to feel it, the tactile sensation was fleeting, and the tingling feeling in Kong's heart had not yet disappeared.

The backs of the two hands are close together, the body temperature is transmitted, and the temperature rises naturally.

Song Yingshi raised her head, Huai Xu was looking at her, and said in a low voice:

"Speaking of which."

Wrong movements of the hands.

Song Yingshi remembered.

The 100s countdown to physical contact began to move, ticking and ticking.

Song Yingshi was afraid that she would take her hand away, so she immediately held Huai Xu's close hand behind her back, looked at her and smiled:

"Then start from here. Remember it well..."