[Ballet Elite] Rondo of Dreams

?The beginning of my story is completely different from the beginning of those stories with ups and downs. It is so plain that there is nothing to show off.

It was an ordinary winter day in Hokkaido, Japan, and I was born in an ordinary family.Later, I reluctantly asked my father countless times, and all the conclusions I got were, my dear, there was really nothing unusual except that the wind and snow were a little lighter that day.

Therefore, without a long rainbow piercing the sun, without a sky full of rays, I was born like this.

Ha ha, of course it is doomed that I am not a great person.Apart from having the memories of my previous life, I am just an ordinary girl who is hard to find when thrown into the crowd.

By the way, I almost forgot to mention that my father's surname is Sheng, of course I follow his surname, and my first name is Masumi.And for me, who doesn't understand Japanese, it's just a pronunciation.

Slowly, as I grow up a bit.In this era that feels much more backward than my previous life, there are almost no other ways to relax except to go out and play.

And as my range of activities increased, after my father confirmed that I could find my way home no matter what, he no longer raised objections to my wild child-like behavior.After all, it is acceptable for children to be more lively.

Finally, when I was almost five years old, I crossed the street where we lived and set off for another street.

"Wow, this is..." I lay on the glass that was freezing, staring at the scene in the window, "So there is also a ballet classroom here!" Although my knowledge of ballet is limited to what I learned from comics , I don't know anything about ballet in the real world, but it doesn't prevent me from thinking it's beautiful.

Pink ballet shoes, very beautiful, gauze tutu, very beautiful, padded toes, very beautiful, light dancing posture, very beautiful...

Looks like I've found what I want to do!

Five-year-old Masumi Masumi ran home at an unprecedented speed, opened the door of his father's studio with a bang, and shouted excitedly, "Dad, I want to learn ballet."

Dad was sculpting a beautiful statue. I was so frightened that my hands shook and almost twisted the sculpture's hands.

"Dad, I saw those sisters dancing, so beautiful!" I lay on my father's back and said coquettishly, "I want to learn too."

Dad was only silent for a moment, then turned his head and smiled, "If you're learning ballet, don't come back and cry if it hurts!"

"En, en." Knowing that my father agreed, I hurriedly agreed happily.

"Hehe, Masumi is indeed mother's child, and mother also likes ballet very much."

"Of course, heredity! I must dance as well as my mother!"

"See how happy you are."

"Ha ha……"

At that time, I was only concerned about being happy, and I didn't think that the only thing that could laugh was now.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

I lay on the bed and gritted my teeth hard.Although I have tried my best to endure the pain, the pain coming from the broken nails on the toes is still attacking my brain nerves wave after wave, so clear that people can't ignore it at all.

Woohoo, I was indeed misled by the comics. People who don’t know ballet can just look at it, and they can dance smoothly as long as they put on ballet shoes...

It's all deceptive. You can wear ballet shoes after you have done enough basic exercises in ordinary practice shoes, and the initial training is just learning to walk on your toes.

The basic exercises at the beginning were already painful, but fortunately, the child was flexible, and with the dream of being able to wear pink dancing shoes one day, he persevered.But actually putting on the dancing shoes is the beginning of the nightmare.

I really want to give up!

As soon as this thought came up, I immediately put it behind me. It’s absolutely impossible. When I read comics in my previous life, I thought ballet was so beautiful. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the opportunity to learn it. Now I finally have the opportunity.No matter what I think, I will stick to it.

I must dance in that beautiful gauze dress!

Hehe, it seems like a naive idea, but it is really a dream that has been hidden for many years.

After the mind shifted, the pain on the toes seemed to be relieved a lot. Well, as long as I persist for this period, it should gradually get better.I thought of comforting myself, and slowly fell asleep.

Masumi, Saint Masumi.

It turns out that my name is written in Chinese characters like this!

I happily turned around with my pen, but why does this name seem familiar the more I look at it?

kindness--

I remembered!

I slammed the table and stood up. The heroine of that classic ballet manga, which I like very much, is called Sheng Masumi, isn’t it?

After being surprised, I sat down again with a smirk, hehe, is this called luck?It happened to be called this name, and I was lucky enough to be able to play ballet in elementary school.All together, it's enough to be nostalgic anyway.

You know, this set of books has made me depressed for many years, and I have always wanted to read the complete ones, but there are not so many pirated copies in China, so I only read the first few books in the end...

Forget it, forget it.

The teacher said, today I can teach me to jump the white swan in the Swan Lake, I have to hurry up.

I packed my schoolbag in a hurry, and I rushed to the ballet classroom with my bag on my back...

Ten years later

"Masumi, Masumi..." Yumi from the same ballet classroom rushed in waving a magazine.

"What's the matter? You look so excited?" I was hiding in the corner of the classroom and eating ice cream. I was startled by her and almost dropped the ice cream on the ground.It’s okay, I patted my chest to rejoice, but fortunately I didn’t fall, otherwise I would be punished by the teacher to sweep the classroom again.

"Come on, Alex Serkeyev and Maya Plisetskaya from the Soviet Union are coming to Japan to perform! The dance number is "Swan Lake"!" Yumi blushed with excitement.

"Who and who?" No matter in the previous life or now, I am incapable of the long list of Russian names.

"You, you, are you a ballet dancer? You don't even know about Serkeyev and Plisetskaya?" Yumi grabbed my neck and shook me vigorously.

I stuck out my tongue, "Forgive me, forgive me, just show me mercy."

In the following time, in Yumi’s exaggerated narration, I finally got to know Serkeyev, the youngest Soviet People’s Artist Award winner, and Plisetskaya, the current chief female dancer of the Soviet Union.

I hummed to and fro, and always felt that the name Serkeyev sounded very familiar.

After all, where did you hear it?

"Masumi, Masumi?! Are you listening to me?!"

Amid Yumi's yelling, I had a flash of inspiration, and I suddenly realized that the connection between Serkeyev and Sheng Masumi was "Ballet Heroes"? !