dance dance let me up

Du Ye was sitting on the wooden floor of the dance classroom at the moment, staring at the two people in front of him.

After two seconds, Du Ye couldn't bear the pressure and said, "I just can't get angry."

Seeing Du Ye's gloomy appearance, Lan Qing almost scratched the floor with her claws, and said with a smile: "No one blames you, why are you unhappy?"

Du Ye said: "It's only 31 seconds, I thought it took at least 40 seconds."

Lan Qing is depressed, forget it, you can continue to plan the floor, I don't want to comfort you at all.

The dance studio is about to open, and the competition is scheduled for 20 days.

Now there are only three people in the dance troupe.

Sheng Yao heard that he was coming to dance, but he still had two announcements to make, so he would be two days late to come back.

Moreover, the dance troupe is still short of one person. Everyone is meeting here to discuss the last member of the dance troupe.

It's just that in the process, I don't know why it went crooked.

Du Ye's challenge to Joel is really a very exciting thing. These days, there are overwhelming news on the Internet, and Lan Qing is quite proud.

When talking about business, I couldn't help but want to praise Du Ye.

result.

As a result, give him this sentence.

Are you saying it's irritating?

Do you want him to say: What a pity...

Ha ha.

Lan Qing felt that his and Du Ye's values ​​might be different, so don't embarrass yourself.

So let's just talk about team formation and let Du Ye continue to regret.

Deng Xiaodan hopes to find a girl, and he thinks Concubine Shao is good.

Lan Qing said, "In the dance troupe, there is Du Ye who is the dancer, who has good looks but who is Sheng Yao, and who has the atmosphere to be Deng Xiaodan, so there is still a lack..."

Before he finished speaking, Deng Xiaodan got angry: "I'm in charge of that atmosphere."

Lan Qing was amused, "It's not boring at all with you here. I will trouble you for daily training and interviews later."

Deng Xiaodan tensed his face for a while, but he didn't tense up and smiled.

Lan Qing said: "Now our dance troupe has no shortage of responsible people, as long as they have a good foundation and can integrate into our atmosphere. But Concubine Shao is not suitable, she is a girl, and our dance troupe is dominated by men. It's not very convenient. I mean, since Du Ye can come out, can you find someone from the national team to come out?"

Du Ye scratched his head: "I'll give it a try. But they really don't have as much time as I do. Most of them are still in college, studying in the morning, training in the afternoon, and coming to dance in the evening. I'm worried that they don't have enough energy."

Lan Qing thought about it, and said: "My students can also come here, but I'm afraid I'm a bit busy with time, there are still more than 20 days before the competition, and I have to rehearse the dance as soon as possible."

Deng Xiaodan didn't take it seriously: "What are you afraid of? When we were in Street Cool, we didn't often have a show a week, and we had a show 24 hours a day."

Lan Qing smiled: "It's different in regular competitions. Uniformity is a big requirement. Variety shows have shooting angles and post-editing. You should see that a show that doesn't look neat at the scene will look as good as it looks on TV. Very good. There will be no good shows in a short period of time, there is no doubt about it.”

Deng Xiaodan scratched his head: "Then what should I do, should I call Brother Dian? Xingyue is fine too. Didn't Du Ye say that he saw a lot of familiar faces in kod."

Lan Qing was a little hesitant, he was originally reluctant to use the long-established hip-hop master.They are usually old, not to mention their personal style has been finalized, and they are still very difficult to manage, and it will take a long time to integrate into the team.

But now there is no better choice, he can only choose among his own students, national players and great gods.

The discussion ends here.

Deng Xiaodan picked up the leaflet beside him and said, "I'm going to distribute the leaflet, and call me after dinner."

Lan Qing nodded and said, "Du Ye, you order food, I'll go and see the application form on the recruitment website."

Du Ye nodded, and after the people left, he found a corner to nest, and looked for takeaway with his mobile phone.

This time the start was good, everyone was not living in embarrassment, and they still had money to order takeout.But when I think of the meal time in my last life, the scene where everyone goes to pick and wash vegetables is still nostalgic.

It's a pity that there is only one Wu Yijun missing.

at this time.

"Knock knock knock!"

"anyone there?"

There was a knock on the glass door of the dance studio. Du Ye put down his phone when he heard the sound, and turned his head to look over.

Then I saw Wu Yijun carrying a black sports bag on one shoulder, standing timidly at the door, meeting his eyes, and grinning at him.

Du Ye stood up abruptly.

"Brother." Wu Yijun stood at the door, smiling shyly at the door, and asked, "Are you recruiting summer jobs here?"

"Wu Yijun?" Du Ye asked in surprise.

Wu Yijun was pulled into the house and told about the situation at home.

This time, because Du Ye was in the middle, the things that affected Wu Yijun's life never happened again.

After the college entrance examination, Wu Yijun's parents paid the old lady's house to the loan company to settle the debt, and then took the old lady to Chaozhou.

When Wu Yijun was admitted to university, he was in the capital, so he stayed and lived in the school as soon as the school started.

It's just that his family situation is not as good as before, Wu Yijun decided to take a job during the summer vacation to earn some tuition for himself, so he thought of Du Ye.

Wu Yijun said: "You can look at anything. I can be the receptionist. I still know street dance very well. If there is a lack of recruits, I have a lot of strength. It's okay to go out and distribute flyers every day..."

Du Ye didn't finish listening to Wu Yijun's words, and shouted: "Captain! Come out!"

Lan Qing quickly came out of the lounge, looked at Wu Yijun beside Du Ye and raised his eyebrows.

He had never seen Wu Yijun.

Du Ye excitedly pushed Wu Yijun in front of Lan Qing, and said, "Test him and see if he can do it."

Lan Qing stared at Wu Yijun silently for a while, the boy swallowed nervously with a blank expression.

Wu Yijun is a very handsome boy.

Young, handsome, and a bit extravagant, with a tall, well-proportioned figure, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with dancing tails.His handsomeness is different from Shengyao's aggressive handsomeness, he is more like a school girl, his overall demeanor is very clean, and he is a bit naive about not being good at worldly affairs.

When Lan Qing first saw Du Ye, she also thought that Du Ye was such a person.

But now he was able to distinguish more things that Du Ye hid in the deep layer.

Du Ye is extremely aggressive, and has extremely strong confidence in dancing. Unlike Wu Yijun's breathability, Du Ye has an active volcano deep in his heart, which is on the verge of erupting at any time.

Du Ye is a very complicated person that people can't see through.

But Wu Yijun made it clear at a glance that he was simply a big boy who had just come into contact with society.

Lan Qing had no objection to Wu Yijun's appearance, figure and demeanor, so she nodded and asked while going to the sound room, "What is the main dance?"

"Now?" Wu Yijun was a little nervous, "Why are you dancing? Is there something I don't know? How should I dance?"

Lan Qing had already walked to the door of the sound room, and said, "Dance as you please, take out all the things you are good at."

Wu Yijun looked at Du Ye, seeing Du Ye smiling encouragingly at him, his messy heart instantly settled down.

In the past half a month, Du Ye has become the person he trusts the most besides his relatives, so after he decided to come out to work, he was the first to think of Du Ye.

It's not because it's easier to earn money here, it's just because he wants to be with Brother Du Ye. In the past year, he was disappointed with human nature and even felt fear, and only Brother Du Ye gave him warmth. , making him yearn in his heart to be by his side.

This may be called a sense of dependence.

But Wu Yijun didn't resist.

So when Du Ye encouraged him, and even looked expectantly at him, Wu Yijun had only one thought, to dance well. Although he didn't know what dancing was for, he would not let his brother down.

Wu Yijun said: "I'm mainly good at hip-hop, I can also do popping, I can also dance jazz, and I have also studied hand-shaking dance and lock dance..."

Lan Qing was surprised: "There are so many? What about urban?"

Wu Yijun said: "There is no special fusion, but it should be no problem."

Lan Qing asked, "How many years have you practiced dancing?"

Wu Yijun said, "Eight years."

"Eight years?" Lan Qing was a little surprised, "How old are you this year?"

"Quick, I learned hip-hop at the age of seven, and I stopped for a year during the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination, so eight years."

Lan Qing raised her eyebrows: "That's the calculation, you are actually ten years old."

After such a long study time, it can be predicted that Wu Yijun's strength is not bad, because those who are not interested, or who can't persevere, have already stopped.

Only those who really like hip-hop, and even regard dancing as part of their life, will dance for ten years.

Lan Qing found a purely rhythmic piece with neither fast nor slow rhythm, and the music reverberated in the dance classroom instantly.

When the high-quality sound is smashed, the effect is really extraordinary.

With an admiring smile on Wu Yijun's face, he looked up at the ceiling, and when he looked back, he moved with the rhythm of the music.

The first thing that can be determined is that the basic skills are very good.

It is particularly solid, and it has been taught by a professional teacher, so he does not have the minor problems of most dancers from Yeluzi.For example, when the feet are spread out, the shoulders are swaying, and the neck is also very standard, but it does not have the feeling of being too straight when many modern dancers dance street dance.

In other words, Wu Yijun's hip-hop dance can be connected to the palace, and the ground can be stepped on, and the overall style is just at the right level.

It’s a style that you’ll want to watch again and again.

Lan Qing didn't comment immediately, but let the song play and let Wu Yijun continue to play freely.

Wu Yijun's hip-hop is a big-frame style.

In fact, most of the hip-hop nowadays are big-frame, because they all think this is more handsome and better-looking.

Only Du Ye would challenge the small frame and small tweaking style in the tense competition.

Wu Yijun's shock dance is also very good, mainly because he can understand the music and the beat is very good.

The Jazz still can't let go, can't move, these are minor problems.

That is, Suo Wu should be very unfamiliar. Lan Qing is an expert in Suo Wu, and it can be seen at a glance that Wu Yijun's Suo Wu should be a beginner.

But even so, it's pretty good.

Both hip-hop and vibration can score high.

The Jazz should barely pass.

Urban just happens to be mainly these three things, and it also fits very well with the overall style of their dance troupe.

Seeing that it was almost the same, Lan Qing looked back at Du Ye.

I really don't understand where Du Ye found such a person.

It's not whether he dances better, or whether he is a master of a certain dance, but that this young man fits so well with their dance troupe's style, as if he exists specifically to fill that vacancy.

Lan Qing even had many pictures in her mind.

The lead dancer of the dance troupe must be Du Ye in the front.

Sheng Yao stood in the second row with this child. His clean temperament could even be used as a facade when necessary.

And myself and Deng Xiaodan are the cornerstones of this team, holding the field in the back row to ensure that the people in the front row will not fly completely, and they can also lift.

Overall, if it's this kid, then their team will be.

Lan Qing couldn't think of a better combination.

Compared with the dance troupe he formed in his original dance school, everyone in this dance troupe has an irreplaceable role and can produce more chemical reactions.

Come back to your senses.

Wu Yijun was still dancing.

And it seems to be addicted to dancing, the more he dances, the happier he is, the cool and handsome energy that young boys especially like comes out, the movements are getting bigger and bigger, sweat is swaying, like flying diamonds, wrapping him all over lock up.

Lan Yue was woken up, came out rubbing her eyes, and stared at Wu Yijun for a long time.Lan Qing picked her up, with a smile on her lips, with a satisfied expression.

Seeing his expression, Du Ye knew it was over.

Actually, I wasn't too worried.

It was Lan Qing who found Wu Yijun in the previous life.

Lan Qing said that this kid is very suitable for their team's style, and his hip-hop skills are very good.

This time, there is no doubt that Lan Qing will still recognize Wu Yijun.

When the food was delivered, Wu Yijun was lying on the ground panting.

Laughing while panting, smiled and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Du Ye didn't know if Wu Yijun was crying. The dance vented his suppressed emotions, and the man's tears might just collapse for a moment.

Or maybe he was just laughing, and when he danced happily, he would laugh naturally.

Du Ye didn't ask.

He went with Lan Qing to bring in the food, and called Deng Xiaodan again.

By the time Deng Xiaodan ran back wheezing, Wu Yijun's expression was normal, and most of his sweat had faded away.

"Wu Yijun!" Deng Xiaodan was surprised when he saw the man.

"Brother." Wu Yijun called obediently.

Lan Qing smiled and said, "I know them all, but I don't."

Deng Xiaodan chuckled, raised his hand to hook Wu Yijun's shoulder, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Wu Yijun looked at Du Ye in confusion. To be honest, he didn't know what he was doing now. He danced for no reason as soon as he came here. Why is he now working as a part-time job in the dance studio? Want to test your dancing skills?

Du Ye picked up the disposable sanitary chopsticks, tore off the plastic packaging, and said lightly, "The last person has been found."

Deng Xiaodan was stunned for a second, then his eyes widened: "It's him!?"

Wu Yijun tilted his head: "Huh?"

After Du Ye finished speaking, he looked at Lan Qing with some uncertainty, and said, "Captain, is it okay?"

Lan Qing smiled: "It's ok, we'll be sure once we get together again later."

Deng Xiaodan punched Wu Yijun on the shoulder: "You kid can dance."

Wu Yijun was a little uneasy, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what's the situation, please tell me."

Deng Xiaodan grinned and said, "What's the situation? Congratulations on joining the Tiantuan, you're going to be popular!"

Wu Yijun: "...Let's talk carefully..."

Deng Xiaodan explained blah blah blah.

Here Du Ye and Lan Qing are still discussing the dance style.

Competitions are not the same as variety shows. Qi dance in competitions mainly requires neatness and atmosphere, and also requires a more obvious style determination.

But Du Ye likes things with a little story line, and he has always insisted on it.

Lan Qing can only say: "The works you have in Street Cool are suitable for the arena. There are carnivals and mirrors. The atmosphere is not bad. I personally like carnivals. Why don't you give it a try?"

Du Ye nodded: "The atmosphere of the carnival is better, and the mirrors are more orderly. How about a masquerade?"

"It's hard for five people to make an effect."

"Try it."

"it is good."

Professionals together, fast.

After dinner, Lan Qing had presented three pieces of music, and Du Ye had presented two pieces. After listening to them, everyone was asked to choose. Finally, the piece of the first work was tentatively decided.

A formal Qi dance competition requires three works, one by one.

When it was seven o'clock in the evening, the general style of the dance was settled, and the four of them had already lined up, with Du Ye leading the dance in front.

Of course not neat.

But smooth.

The biggest advantage of working with professionals is smoothness.

Du Ye felt very comfortable.

What he wants, everyone can jump out soon.

What he didn't expect, the captain would also think about him.

Deng Xiaodan has only experienced the brutal variety show elimination competition, and he is in good condition.

Wu Yijun was young and extremely excited. Although some movements were a bit inaccurate, he adjusted quickly and was extremely energetic.

Lan Qing has practiced dancing for a long time, and his physical strength is also very good, but his dancing lacks personal charm, so he hides himself deep in the team and is responsible for choreographing dances at the same time.

Du Ye stood in the most conspicuous place in the front row.

Originally, it wasn't him standing in this position, but Sheng Yao.

But in the last life, Sheng Yao stood in front with his face.

In this life, even if Sheng Yao's good looks are still there, he will definitely not be able to compete with the reborn Du Ye, who is in a super dancing state, so the lead dance is handed over to Du Ye.

Wu Yijun was suspicious of the empty space beside him, knowing that there should be someone there, but he didn't know who it was.

Deng Xiaodan planned to give Wu Yijun a surprise, so he never said who was not there. Du Ye and Lan Qing were winked by Deng Xiaodan, so they didn't mention it.

Wu Yijun just thought that there was still someone missing, and didn't care too much.

He is very happy now.

Originally just came to do a small job, but joined a new dance troupe.

The feeling of this kind of dancing is great, the tired body and the flowing sweat are like venting the accumulated emotions in his body. When he dances happily, he is even a little crazy and tireless.

Deng Xiaodan, who was in the back row, was beating his heart when he saw it. Where did this mad dog come from? How could it dance so ferociously.

……

Long Lei had just finished watching a movie and was shopping in the mall.

There is a post on the Internet that defines "tenth level of loneliness", and now Long Lei is short of going to eat hot pot alone.

Many people feel intimidated by the state of being alone without a companion.

But Long Lei felt very at ease.

She is very busy with work during the day, not only to do the job ordered by the leader, but also to appease the dissatisfaction and complaints of her subordinates. Just dealing with work and interpersonal relationships every day is like a war with all her strength.

After a long time like this, Long Lei gradually fell in love with a person's life, not in love, without close friends, doing whatever she wanted, even if she was drunk alone in the dead of night, it became a kind of enjoyment.

It's just that she is also very clear that she must cheer up as soon as possible.

Her work requires her to develop more interpersonal relationships. The so-called private time is just a burden. If she wants to keep her job with an annual salary of one million, she must go back to social situations.

The boss is already a little dissatisfied with her.

She knew it in her heart, but Long Lei still couldn't get up.

It's as if everything is boring, and although I feel intellectually what I should do, I just don't have the motivation to do it.

The social software on her mobile phone has even become a thing that frightens her. She is afraid to open it, afraid to see the new tasks assigned by the boss, afraid of small reports from subordinates, and afraid of constant complaints from customers.

It was like facing evil ghosts, she had the illusion that she would be swallowed.

Holding a bucket full of popcorn in her hand, Long Lei, with her hair loose and comfortable clothes in random, slid down the escalator like a female ghost.

When she came to the third floor, Long Lei was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly caught a piece of dynamic music in her ears. The energetic music stimulated her spirits for a moment. When she recovered, she had already left the range of the escalator. Looking for music to find the past.

Long Lei looked back at the escalator, hesitated for a moment, but followed her intuition and walked over.

Continue to walk forward, the sound of the music is getting louder, until reaching the intersection of the "Tic Tac Toe" shape in the shopping mall, Long Lei found her goal.

It was a very bright dance studio, with large floor-to-ceiling windows revealing the light and shadow inside, and the feeling of being bright and clean was very healing.

There are not many things on the outer wall of the dance room, only a crescent-like pattern is drawn on the top. If you look carefully, you can tell that there is a word in the middle of the crescent, which is the word "dancing track" in the style of a brush.

Below the crescent moon is written in block letters, "Street Dance Studio".

Long Lei turned her eyes away from the logo, and walked to the glass curtain wall to look.

I saw four men dancing in the room.

They danced street dance.

Long Lei still knows this.

In her opinion, the dance of the four people is already very neat, and the stretch of movement is very comfortable, especially when they occasionally slide a step forward, at that moment, it is like cutting through the taut cloth with a knife , The feeling of order and destruction made her depressed emotions seem to find a little outlet, and her tense body suddenly eased a little.

Long Lei just stood outside the glass and watched, eating a piece of popcorn from time to time, which felt more enjoyable than watching a movie.

Occasionally when they stopped to discuss something, Long Lei was not in a hurry, she knew that they were choreographing the dance, and the movements would be more beautiful when they came out.

The light fell on the top of the men's heads, emitting an orange luster, and sweat could be seen winding down from their foreheads.

What Long Lei likes most is not only their appearance when they dance, but also their tired but excited eyes.

Whole-heartedly.

She lacked this kind of emotion a lot this year. Everyone around her was wearing a mask. She didn't know if it was true or not, but the scene in front of her was extremely vivid.

They are very happy.

Dancing makes them feel happy.

Their relationship is also very good.

Tacit discussions, wanton jokes, and a bright smile.

Long Lei just stood there for a long time.

After eating half of a bucket of popcorn, she suddenly panicked, and she came back to her senses.

I took out my phone and took a look. Is it almost nine o'clock?

The movie ended at 07:30, and I stood here for an hour and a half?

Long Lei suddenly panicked, remembering that the boss's task has not been completed today, and the client's reply letter has not been read yet, so there is no further delay.

Long Lei left quickly, trying to break free from the wandering state, opened the mailbox and browsed quickly, started to contact the customer quickly, and finally reported the result to the boss.

It was completed in one go, and it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Long Lei was a little surprised, today's work ended quite early.

Probably because my thinking is very clear today, and I can grasp the real needs of customers more quickly, so I can complete the work so quickly.

Rarely can go to bed early.

Long Lei lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

A melody of music suddenly appeared in his head, and the appearance of those handsome men dancing in front of his eyes.

Long Lei suddenly couldn't bear to stop.

She let her memory and imagination fill her brain, wandering in the dynamic rhythm of street dance, like a little moth that is attracted to light, flapping its gray wings, chasing towards the light source.

This sleep was extraordinarily sweet.

When I woke up the next morning, I woke up as soon as I opened my eyes, and I was in a good mood.

This good mood was maintained until the end of the morning work, and when I woke up after taking a nap, the familiar feeling of boredom came again.

jobs.

work overtime.

get off work.

Long Lei drove home, and when she passed by the shopping mall near her home, she turned on the turn signal by mistake, drove the car into the underground parking lot, and then came to the third floor again.

The dance track lights were on, and she walked over to take a look, but no one was dancing, and the men were sitting around eating on the ground, and they seemed to be talking about something, and suddenly everyone laughed.

There was also a two or three-year-old girl in the group, with a scarf around her neck that could carry food, and was being held in the arms of one of the naturally curly men, and was being fed mouthful by mouthful.

Long Lei was a little disappointed, but also had expectations.

At least they're here, and they're supposed to be dancing in a while.

Long Lei raised her head and glanced at the top of her head. There are many restaurants upstairs. She wondered if she could catch up when she came back from eating.

Long Lei was not in a hurry, probably because she had expectations in her heart, so the process of eating rarely turned into enjoyment.

Eating hot pot alone, one meat dish and one vegetarian dish, eating very slowly.

The eyes around her didn't bother her, she was enjoying the process of being alone.

After eating and paying the bill, Long Lei returned to the third floor again.

Just a moment later, the familiar music sounded.

Long Lei quickened her pace and walked to the door, only to find a table and a chair set up here.

Feeling the gentle breath, she turned her head to look at the group of people in the room, then sat on the chair, resting her chin with her hand, and looked at it for a moment.

It's so beautiful.

The dynamic dance of street dance is too healing.

In this dance, one can feel the vitality of youth, as if the future is all light and hope.

She likes this feeling very much.

It's as if my obscure heart has also been washed, becoming clean and calm.

The next day was another happy day.

After Long Lei confirmed that watching hip-hop dance would heal her, she decided to search for videos on the Internet. After all, it is not appropriate to always watch other people dance in the mall.

During her lunch break, she searched for hip-hop videos on her mobile phone.

The screen refreshes.

[Du Ye's ultra-high order works, "The Mirror Inside the Table" is not one of them]

【"Fantasy Carnival" Du Ye's final work】

【Collection of Du Ye's Works】

["Joker", the highest state of hip-hop solo dance, seeing people burst into tears]

[The touching "Letter of War", a successful fusion of family and country feelings and street dance]

[Captain Qi Wu, Du Ye's "Summer Dream Bus"]

[Du Ye's buried masterpiece, "Hello Haida"]

Long Lei raised her eyebrows.

What kind of master is this Du Ye, and all of them are in the front row of the search engine, which means that these videos have been viewed by countless people.

Long Lei first clicked on "Behind the Mirror".

She felt that the neatness might be good for her healing. After all, looking at messy things when she was upset would only make her mood worse.

Then I saw people wearing masks and black dresses dancing together on the stage.

Maybe it was because of the mask, but the dance was indeed very neat, a total of eleven people seemed to be one person, and they danced out of a gentleman and an indescribable evil spirit.

Long Lei now needs something to be healed by the sun, and lacks the patience to watch the video, so she endured it until the end, when Du Ye danced 3 A's solo, and then she became a little interested.

It should be the atmosphere created by the cheers of the audience that let her, who doesn't know hip-hop dance, know the difficulty of this part.

Later Du Ye took off the mask.

Long Lei didn't recognize it.

At the end of the video, she clicked on the next one.

Du Ye's final work "Fantasy Carnival".

This dance looks exciting.

The style is positive, and the dance moves are handsome and a little humorous, especially this kind of presentation effect with a little stage play, she can easily understand the content.

After the second video was played, Long Lei closed the video with a smile.

She thought, hip-hop is really good, handsome and healing, it really suits me in this state.

So when she was going to click on "Joker", she hesitated.

Can you cry dance?

On the one hand curious, on the other hand a little bit resistant.

But in the end Long Lei clicked on it.

in the video.

There is only one clown.

At the beginning, he was dancing in a weird way, not a very good dance, at least Long Lei didn't feel healed, and even felt that he was a bit pretending to be crazy.

Especially when he twisted his waist and swayed his hips in the video, causing a burst of crazy applause and laughter, Long Lei was confused and didn't know why.

And all this, until the moment when Du Ye was pulled into the sky by coercion.

The images of adults' helplessness, depression, and struggle, but they still have to smile and pretend to be strong, and persevere vividly in front of our eyes.

Long Lei was knocked down instantly.

This strong sense of resonance made her burst into tears, thinking of too many of her own unsatisfactory and hardships.

She was crying in the office, crying like a child, and almost lost her breath.

Someone knocks on the door.

Long Lei ignored it.

Then the door was opened, and the assistant poked his head in timidly: "Boss Long?"

Long Lei sat up straight on the seat, and smiled awkwardly at the assistant with tears in her eyes. She said hoarsely, "I'm watching a show, a street dance work called Clown, have you seen it?"

The little assistant's eyes lit up, and he nodded like a mouse: "I have seen it, ah, I watched the live broadcast at the time, crying with my mother, the impact of resonance is super strong, I cried for a long time without slowing down Come here."

Long Lei took out a piece of paper to wipe the tears on her face and smiled: "The theme is well chosen, and the impact is also strong. It's good to cry unrestrainedly, especially to relieve stress."

The little assistant smiled and nodded: "Well, Mr. Long is in a better mood. I feel very sad recently."

Long Lei was a little surprised: "Did you see it?"

The little assistant nodded.

After work this day, Long Lei said that he wanted to treat the assistant to dinner, and dragged her to the shopping mall.

For a long time, she didn't have the idea of ​​being in close contact with someone, but today she did.

Hip-hop dance became a common topic between her and the little assistant. Hearing the little assistant chirping about hip-hop dancing and about Du Ye, seeing the little assistant's obsessive look, she suddenly felt like she was slowing down. The feeling of being revived.

So after dinner, Long Lei shared the "medicine" that was healing her during this time.

Dance studio.

Taking the escalator from the sixth floor to the third floor, Long Lei was already looking for that familiar music, but unfortunately there was none.

Long Lei felt a little regretful.

I wish I could see them dance as soon as I passed by.

Originally, I just liked the hip-hop style and their radiant looks.

Now that I know a little bit about hip-hop, I am even more eager to see them dancing.

After leaving the escalator, Long Lei walked to Wuji studio familiarly.

The little assistant had already turned around. Seeing her walking straight ahead, she hurriedly followed her and asked lively, "Mr. Long, where are we going now? Do you want to buy something?"

Long Lei said, "There's a hip-hop studio in front."

The little assistant thought about it and let out a nonchalant "oh".

Hip-hop classrooms are still very common in big cities. After all, young people like this, so they are occasionally seen in big shopping malls.

If you have seen it too much, it is not new.

Even though hip-hop is popular this year because of variety shows, most people can still distinguish the gap between the effect of the show and the reality.

Long Lei had never paid attention to it before, and was a little disappointed to see the assistant's cold reaction.

Sharing the dance track studio can be said to be a step for Long Lei to open her heart.

Long Lei's condition is not good, and her mind is easy to sink. She thinks a lot at once, and even doesn't want to bring the little assistant there.

It's a pity that the dance track is not too far from the escalator. After walking a few steps, she saw the familiar lights.

The orange lights penetrated the clean and large glass curtain wall and spilled out. Long Lei had the feeling of seeing a fairy tale hut in a fairy tale.

The sinking heart floated up again.

So she said with a smile: "They dance very well, I like to watch them dance."

The little assistant said: "So they teach dancing? Is Mr. Long planning to learn hip-hop too?"

Long Lei froze for a moment: "Learn hip-hop?"

The little assistant nodded: "That's right, I'm learning hip-hop. To set up this hip-hop studio, you must recruit students, right? President Long plans to set up a member?"

Long Lei didn't speak, she was a little moved, but not strongly, mainly because she found it troublesome.

There was no dancing in the dance classroom. There were two young people playing with the kid, and two others were missing.

Long Lei found that the tables and chairs that were put out yesterday were put out again, so Long Lei sat down, facing the curtain wall.

Sitting here feels like watching a movie.

In front of you is the screen.

In the room, the little girl was very quiet, laying down on the ground and putting together a large number of puzzles.

Two young people sat on her left and right sides to help her find the puzzle, and they were talking at the same time. It should be very happy to see what the expressions said.

The whole picture has a good sense, and Long Lei found that although there is no dancing, this kind of warm atmosphere can make her relax.

At this time.

Two people came in from the outside of the corridor.

They seemed to have spotted them, and smiled when their eyes met.

Long Lei just thought it looked familiar, but she didn't go into it. When they passed by, she already looked away and continued to look into the classroom.

at this time.

"crunch-"

There was a sharp sound.

Her little assistant stood up suddenly.

The little assistant stood there blankly, his expression suddenly became agitated, he covered his mouth, pointed at one of the two people who had just walked into the dance classroom and let out an "ahhh" sound.

Long Lei frowned and looked at her.

The little assistant said in disbelief: "Sheng Yao, Mr. Long, that's Sheng Yao!"

"Sheng Yao?" Long Lei was stunned for a moment, and immediately met