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Chu Yunyu's sudden fall startled everyone, and some even screamed. It was a small jump to the left at that time. Ye Nanzhong glanced at the scene in the mirror from the corner of his eye, and immediately turned his weight to pull Chu Yunyu. Yun Yu's hand.

But he repeated jumping so many times, his body reacted too slowly, and he still couldn't catch it.The camera following the dance teacher happened to be beside him, Chu Yunyu pounced, and his face fell on the machine frame, making a muffled sound of "Peng".

"Hmm." He covered his face and knelt on the ground curled up.

Ye Nanzhong picked him up and sat him a little farther away from the camera. He pulled away his covered hand and saw that Chu Yunyu's face was pale with pain, his cheekbones were blue all the way to the corners of his eyes, and his physical tears could not be controlled. I fell down and couldn't keep my eyes open.

"Brother Xiaoyun!" Lu Ying rushed over immediately, her worried eyes turned red instantly.

Chu Yunyu slowed down and waved his hands to laugh, but the wound on his face was involved, his expression was distorted for a moment, and he gasped, "Hiss——"

And from the beginning to the end, the dance teacher who was supposed to preside over the overall situation did not come.

"Where's the doctor? Why hasn't he come yet?" Ye Nanzhong frowned and looked at him with a cold tone.

"Where is there a doctor!" The dance teacher's face was ugly, and he muttered in a bad tone at the beginning, "How did you know that you couldn't even learn such a simple dance well, and you were injured..."

"Hey, what do you mean!" Xu Jingcheng jumped up furiously, his eyes were on fire, and everyone in Class F also glared at the teacher.

"Instead of arguing here, it's better to go to the doctor first." Ye Nanzhong stood up and told Xu Jingcheng, "You first ask the program team to arrange for Chu Yunyu to go to the hospital for examination, and then call Yingcheng."

"Okay." Xu Jingcheng glared at the dance teacher, and left in a hurry. Lu Ying supported Chu Yunyu and left.

The atmosphere in the room was not very good. Ye Nanzhong scanned Class F with his cold gaze. Everyone who was caught by him turned their heads away and dared not look at each other. No one dared to say anything.

The dance teacher coughed in dissatisfaction, clapped his hands, and actually brushed aside Chu Yunyu's incident, pretending it didn't happen, "Okay, okay, time is tight, let's continue dancing, class A has had enough rest, right?" , come and assemble."

Everyone in Class A sighed and got up bustlingly. There was only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the dance practice room. When Class A lined up again, Class F didn't move, and Ye Nanzhong also stood there coldly.

"Let's line up." The dance teacher shouted again, but still no one responded, and immediately became angry.

He turned around abruptly, not daring to offend those thorns who obviously wanted to eat him, and pointed at the class monitor, Ye Nan, and sprayed, "Teacher, you can't control yourself anymore, can you? Why are you so troublesome in class F? It took me a long time to learn such a simple dance, so if you don't want to learn it, go out and don't be ashamed of yourself here!"

"You!" Behind Chen Chuang, a boy named Liu Ze had a bad temper. When he heard this, he became anxious and wanted to rush out in anger, but was stopped by Chen Chuang.

"Brother Chuang!" Liu Ze was so angry that his bleached gray hair reflected under the light.

Chen Chuang narrowed his eyes and glanced at the direction of the camera, then looked at Ye Nanzhong who was silent, and signaled everyone to stop talking.

The scene fell silent again.

Ye Nan glanced at them again, and raised his chin unquestionably, "Stand up for me."

Chen Chuang pulled Liu Ze to take the lead to stand back to his position, and the rich second generations followed up unhappily. This time, Class F was as well-trained as it was, and quickly stood up.

The dance teacher was satisfied, and thought that Ye Nanzhong had succumbed to his prestige. He turned his head and turned on the music, but he followed the progress of class A, and he didn't mean to lead class F at all.

Wang Mingming is also in Class A. Seeing the teacher start teaching unfamiliar movements, he frowned, subconsciously wanting to remind him, but was held back by his friend Zhang Xunyi, who shook his head and told him not to be a fool.

In fact, Class A is also very dissatisfied with this dance teacher. The progress is too fast, the teaching is not careful, and the words are rushed. If they can't learn it, they let them dance over and over again.I have learned such a movement by jumping dozens of times, but my body is very tired, so I rest at the side, watching Class F fight against the teacher so much, I feel gloating and envious at the same time.

But they didn't have the guts to resist, so they could only reluctantly accept the teacher's force-feeding education, with complaints on their faces.

Ye Nanzhong glanced indifferently at the dance teacher who had been focusing on Class A, and with a wave of his hand, let Class F rest on the spot.

Sit down in the back, the goal is so big, it is difficult for the dance teacher not to know, he exploded in anger, pointed at Ye Nanzhong's nose and said angrily, "What do you mean! Are you deliberately against me?"

"Without a teacher, you think too much." Ye Nanzhong held a good student's expression, raised the corners of his mouth standardly, but said in a casual tone, "Teacher, we are tired and need to rest."

Liu Ze followed suit, and sarcastically said, "That's right, teacher, just one fell down in our class, didn't you see?"

Chen Chuang made up the knife with a smile, "Maybe the teacher is [-] degrees short-sighted."

Two thousand degrees of myopia, that is basically blind.The dance teacher realized that he had been beat around the bush and scolded him, and he was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

Ye Nanzhong pretended not to see it, and went out to find the program team to ask for a box of drinks to distribute.

"Okay, okay, I can't control you anymore, you love to learn or not!" The dance teacher hit a wall and returned to class A angrily.

Liu Ze rolled his eyes, and highfive with the brothers around him, celebrating his victory in the struggle.

Ye Nanzhong sneered, "It's something to be proud of being given up? Do you know what you did just now? Is dancing difficult? It doesn't seem to be more difficult than your boxing, Sanda, and Taekwondo skills? Why can't you do it well? He also caused others to be punished together, and ended up being injured."

Everyone bowed their heads guilty, wanting to refute, "We didn't..."

Ye Nanzhong didn't listen, and pointed to his face, "Did you see where Chu Yunyu was injured just now? It's such a big area, maybe his eyes were also hit. You really don't have any guilt? You're still here lazily What are you proud of?"

His voice was not loud, and his tone was not intense. With a touch of irony, he pierced everyone's hearts at once.

"Chen Chuang, stand up." Ye Nanzhong looked at the silent man and asked him, "Tell me what's on your mind right now."

"..." Chen Chuang looked back in silence.

"This is a stage or a competition. No matter how much you want to play around, once you get here, you are not alone, but a whole, representing Class F. We can be poor, but we must have a correct attitude." Ye Nanzhong He said gently, "The stage is for showing yourself, not for losing face."

"No one forced you to come here, and naturally no one will stop you from leaving, think about it, and re-jump the first quarter in 10 minutes."

After Ye Nanzhong finished speaking, he went to the side to press his legs.

Soon, 10 minutes passed, and he was not allowed to say more. Everyone in class F stood up obediently and jumped up to the music and beat.

Ye Nanzhong didn't deliberately lower the volume, everyone heard it, and the dance teacher deliberately asked Class A to stop and watch, hoping to humiliate them by acting after they finished their messy dancing.

However, this time, Class F jumped very neatly and tacitly, and did not stop after the first quarter, but continued to follow Ye Nanzhong. Someone in the middle couldn't keep up, so he just stepped back a few steps, silently behind Watch the side note beat to learn.

Only a few people followed the dance, including Chen Chuang who refused to admit defeat.

Ye Nanzhong finally laughed. He pointed to Chen Chuang and said, "Look, number 97 can keep up. Are you ranking higher than him and not as good as him?"

Chen Chuang, the third-to-last benchmark: "..."

Everyone was eager to try, with fire in their eyes, only Liu Ze raised his hand weakly, hesitatingly said, "Brother Ye, I'm 98..."

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

The author has something to say: Chen Chuang: I am weak, why do you call me!

Liu Ze: Everyone here is my elder brother.