Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

During the last evening self-study, Song Yu called everyone to the dance practice room downstairs, which is usually the place where the arts and sports students practice dance. There are only three dance practice rooms in total, but fortunately, they ran a lot faster. Seconds, otherwise the last classroom will be taken away by other classes.

Song Yu stood in front of him with the attitude of a leader, "Have you all watched the video?"

The girls all replied, "Looked at it."

Song Yu clicked on the video and said, "Okay, everyone stands in their own position and learns section by section first."

The girls selected by Song Yu still have some dancing skills, so it shouldn't be difficult to teach them. What's more, they are really cooperative, and they will do whatever they say, and they will not refute at all.

The only difficulty to overcome is that Jiang fainted.

Jiang Yun was forced to stand in the middle of the group of girls at this time, and felt that their eyes were all on him, which made him really embarrassed to dance with his hands and feet.

Letting him dance the sword is not bad, but letting him dance, this... is simply fatal.

"Jiang Yun, come out." Song Yu called him outside the classroom.

Outside is the small playground outside the teaching building, and there is a big street light not far away. Song Yu is standing under the street light, and the whole person enters a hazy picture scroll.He was holding a folding fan made of paper torn from an art book. Because this dance is a fan dance, I haven't had time to buy a fan today, so I used this instead.

He stood under the dim street light and started to dance that part of the dance. His body was slender, but he danced vigorously like this. His slender shadows were flying on the ground, like a cool dark prince, being captured Imprisoned in the circle of twilight, waiting for him to rescue.

Jiang Yun watched for a while, only to realize that he was dancing his own part, and he was teaching himself how to dance.

The dance they chose is actually a power-oriented dance, which has a strong sense of strength and does not make people feel weak visually.

Song Yu danced quite powerfully, no different from the boy in the video.

After Song Yu finished dancing once, he began to prepare for the second time, but this time his movements were obviously much slower than before. He said, "Jiang Yun, dance with me."

It's very quiet here, there's no one around, there's nothing else but this yellowed street lamp, the evening wind blows leisurely, disturbing their hair, Jiang Yun imitated his movements and tried it, feeling very weird, Like a monkey being dragged out for a walk.

Song Yu immediately came to point out his gestures, grabbed his hand and raised it upwards, saying, "Dancing is a joyful thing, not a stressful thing, you have to learn to enjoy it."

Song Yu said: "Let's memorize the movements first, I guess you will need to memorize these movements for ten days and half a month."

"Heh!" Jiang Yun sneered disdainfully, "It doesn't take ten days and half a month, I can remember it tonight."

He has studied martial arts for more than ten years, and it is too easy for him to memorize such things.

"Tonight? Impossible!" Song Yu advised him to stop joking, "It took me two days to remember."

"Then try it." Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows at him, and he was full of confidence in this point.

After the evening self-study get out of class, Song Yu stood under the streetlight in shock, and said in astonishment: "Jiang Yun, are you... a genius?"

Song Yu continued to marvel: "How on earth did you manage to be amazing in everything else, but have such poor academic performance?"

Jiang Yun: "..."

He vowed in his heart: One day, you will also surprise me with my academic performance.

Nie Wuyi and those girls came out of the dance classroom, "Song Yu, how are you doing with Jiang Yun's remedial lessons?"

Song Yu asked: "It's okay. How are your movements?"

"It has probably been done several times, but there are still many details that have not been clarified."

Song Yu: "Okay, good, then let's start the formal practice tomorrow."

Nie Wuyi said worriedly: "So fast? Can Jiang Yun keep up? He's the only one here who doesn't have dancing skills."

Song Yu patted his shoulder with a palm, and said in relief: "Ren Jianghan has already memorized all the movements, you can do it!"

"What?? Impossible?" Everyone was shocked.

After the [-]th, the schoolwork has obviously increased, and the teachers have become more and more strict in class, but all students who are caught sleeping or deserting are all called to the back of the classroom to stand up in class.

The students in the front row came to the back, only to realize that the scenery behind them is so charming.

No one in the last row was studying. Some played games on their mobile phones, some watched TV on their mobile phones, and two were reading paper novels.

And one of the people who read the novel was actually the number one student in the whole grade, Jiang Yun!

"It turns out that Xueba is always in class like this. Master, this is a master!"

"When you become a top student, you can do the same."

Song Yu saw Jiang Yun next to him reading his novel again, and asked in surprise, "When did you steal my book again?"

"Don't bother me, let me finish reading this." Jiang Yun said irritably.

"Jiang Yun, Song Yu." The physics teacher, the witch, stood on the podium and called out their names loudly, "Stand up and listen to the class!"

The whole class turned around in surprise, this physics teacher was indeed an old witch, she really didn't show any sympathy, and dared to make Xueba stand up and listen to the class.

Jiang Yun: "...it's all your fault."

Song Yu: "...it's all my fault."

They reluctantly stood up, and Nie Wuyi bowed his head on the other side and laughed, "Jiang Yun, I never thought you would have this day, hahaha."

While the physics teacher was turning around, Jiang Yun held a piece of draft paper in his palm, squeezed it into a paper ball, and threw it at Nie Wuyi viciously.

The paper ball hit the corner of his mouth, and he yelled. The physics teacher turned around and raised his glasses to look at him, "Nie Wuyi, stand up for me too!"

"Teacher, I am listening carefully to the class." Nie Wuyi struggled.

The physics teacher is not tall, but the old witch's momentum is still steady, she said angrily: "But you are seriously interrupting my lecture."

Nie Wuyi: "I..." He also stood up helplessly.

Next to him, Song Yu held up his textbook and hid his face with a smirk.

The high-intensity class passed like this, and their class was very casual about the chorus competition. They would practice songs during the 10-minute midday singing at noon every day, and they usually didn't spend time practicing.

Soon, Song Yu discovered another troublesome problem with Jiang Yun, which was that he couldn't find the beat at all.

Jiang Yun: "Okay, I admit it, I really don't understand the rhythm, I'll make you laugh."

Song Yu said speechlessly: "This is not just a joke, I really think you are a master of rhythm!"

"kindness???"

"I can't stand you anymore, I have to give you more training." Song Yu dragged Jiang Yun to the playground on the top of the mountain after dinner, and found a relatively secluded place.

He carried a radio up the mountain and put it on the ground, which he had borrowed from his English teacher. At this moment, the tape recorder became Jiang Yun's nightmare.

Song Yu pressed the radio button and said, "Stand here for me and listen to the accompaniment three times first."

Song Yu is no longer a gentle teacher, he has transformed into a cold-blooded and ruthless human devil coach, Jiang Yun is forced to stand on the playground, twisting his handsome face to listen to the music on the radio.

There were many trees planted around the playground, Song Yu got into the nearby woods and found a big rock to sit down on, and sat there to supervise Jiang Yun.

It was relatively quiet here, and there were no people around. After Song Yu heard Huo Yuanjia's music played three times, he went out and began to teach Jiang Yun how to step and follow the rhythm.

Master of Rhythm is really well-deserved reputation, Song Yu taught him many times earnestly, but he still can't step on it, every movement is not on the point, all wrong.

Song Yu: "Ahhh! I'm going crazy! I'm lying flat!"

He felt physically and mentally exhausted, and there was really no way to take this student with him, so he ran back to the rock in the woods and sat down in distress.

Jiang Yun's expression was a little bit awkward, and he also walked in. He was about to speak when Song Yu covered his mouth, "Shh, don't talk."

He pointed to the woods below, and Jiang Han glanced at it, only to see that there were two people there, a man and a woman standing under the tree, their movements seemed to be very intimate.

Jiang Yun picked up a finger, stretched up from his chin, and flicked Song Yu's palm away from the inside out.

Song Yu was surprised by his operation, can it still be like this?

His heart was moving: push me if you push me, why do you touch my palm with your fingertips, it's itchy, okay...

Jiang Yun didn't notice Song Yu's careful thoughts, he looked at the woods below, and the two people's faces turned around, it turned out to be Yue Nan and Yue Zi.

"them……"

Song Yu immediately made a "shh" gesture to him.

Below, Yue Zi hung her head down and stood under the tree, her voice was still very low, "Yue Nan, what did you ask me to do here?"

Yue Nan stretched out his hand to hold her hand, his expression agitated, "Yue Zi, I have something to tell you. I have kept these words in my heart for a long time."

"What, what do you say?"

"Yue Zi, I, I..."

Yue Zi raised her head and looked at him curiously, "What are you doing?"

"My mother asked me to ask if you want to eat fish this week?" Yue Nan finished in one breath.

"Ah?" Yue Zi's eyes bulged like copper bells, "I can do it."

Yue Nan got angry when he heard this sentence, "You can call me whatever you want? Just say what you think, have you forgotten that we are a family?"

Yue Zi lowered her head after being yelled at by him, "I... really can do anything."

Yue Nan shouted again: "Why don't you ever tell anyone that I'm your brother?"

Her head almost dropped to the ground, "Because, your grades are so good, and my grades are so bad, I'm afraid of embarrassing you."

"Shame? The face of labor and capital has been completely lost by that Jiang Yun. Are you afraid that you will lose face?"

"..." When Jiang Yun heard this, the veins on his head jumped.

Song Yu held back his laughter beside him, almost laughing out loud.

Yue Zi comforted him and said, "Don't be discouraged if you haven't passed the exam this time. After all, he has studied a year longer than you, and his grades have always been very good. He has been No.1 in the school for three consecutive years."

Yue Nan grabbed her hand and suddenly forcefully said, "Yue Zi, labor and capital like you! Can't you see it? Who wants you to boast in front of me to make Jiang dizzy!"

"Ah!" Yue Zi backed away in shock and almost fell, but fortunately Yue Nan grabbed her in time.

"It's true!" Yue Nan leaned over to kiss her, but she pushed her away heavily.

"Yue Nan, you are my brother! We are a family, we cannot be together, Auntie will not agree." Yue Zi's voice was already choking.

"We are not related by blood! I just need one answer. Yue Zi, tell me, do you like me?"

"I..." Yue Zi twisted her school uniform tightly with both hands, she dared not answer his question.

"I know you like me. Don't deny it." Yue Nan suddenly approached her, lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yun and Song Yu were both dumbfounded. They looked at each other, but they both looked away suddenly.

At this time, the voice of the dean came from the woods, "Who is hiding in that woods? Come out!"

"I'll go!" Song Yu pulled Jiang Yun down and hid behind the tree, "Why is the dean here?"

Jiang Yun: "Maybe I'm free."

Yue Nan in the woods below heard the sound, immediately pulled Yue Zi, jumped down the hillside, and escaped from a side road.

Song Yu leaned against Jiang Yun's arm and asked softly, "Where is the dean?"

"I don't know, it seems to be over there." Jiang Yun was usually able to quickly grasp the enemy's position, but today he couldn't because he was distracted.

The moment he met Song Yu's eyes, he was distracted.

He panicked.

Now that he was squatting next to him, Jiang Yun couldn't help but shift his gaze to his lips, that thin lip was rosy and glowing, just like a red cherry in spring, the kind that can overflow with sweetness when bitten.

He couldn't help swallowing, raised his hand gently, and stroked his lips.

Song Yu was startled, his brain was thundering, and he bit his lower lip lightly.

Jiang Yun's thumb rubbed against the thin lips, as if he was trying to feel the temperature of his lips, he said in a daze, "Song Yu, I can..."

kiss you?