Two slow-moving people fall in love

"Let's go." Huang Yifan stepped on the snow with a set of beautifully packaged tea sets, looked up and saw Han Xuan, and stepped in front of him in two steps.

Han Xuan nodded, and walked with him to the teacher's apartment.

Huang Yifan didn't know what happened today, he was very quiet along the way, his gaze fell on Han Xuan from time to time, and then he would immediately look elsewhere.

Han Xuan is not a talkative person, so even though he was curious, he didn't ask.

The two soon arrived at Shen Huiyi's house, and as soon as they entered the door, they were scolded by the old lady.

"They are all students, and they bring something with them when they come to me. If they have the money, they can buy some food and clothing for themselves."

Huang Yifan avoided the topic, and greeted him with a smile, "Hey! Teacher, your outfit today is really amazing! It suits you so well! This temperament is so beautiful that I can't even look away!"

Han Xuan put the things in the corner, didn't speak, just stood behind him and laughed.

The old man was overjoyed, and said to his husband who had just brought fruit from the kitchen: "You see, Yifan is so good at talking, I don't know how much honey he put on his mouth."

Huang Ruihe put down the fruit plate and said, "Can you also be able to speak when you state the facts?"

After he finished speaking, he forked an apple and fed it to Shen Huiyi.

"..." Huang Yifan glanced at the old lady who was almost grinning from ear to ear, turned his head and whispered to Han Xuan, "I suddenly remembered a commercial slogan."

Han Xuan:?

Huang Yifan: "Which one is better at talking about love?"

Han Xuan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

When he smiled, Shen Huiyi remembered, and asked him with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Han Xuan nodded: "I think it's okay, it's the Peking Opera action in the middle, but it still didn't do well in the end."

Shen Huiyi smiled: "Okay, it's not easy to achieve this level in such a short period of time."

Han Xuan shook his head: "It should be better."

"You haven't watched the replay, have you?" Shen Huiyi said: "The effect is very good. Yifan said that day, and the online response is also quite good. Xiao Han, you are going to be famous."

The last sentence was purely a joke, Han Xuan smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I just think that seniors won't recognize it if they don't do well."

"No matter how well you do, there will be seniors who don't approve." Huang Ruihe poured him a cup of tea, "This is normal. At your age, even if Wu Ke is the choreographer, it's okay for you to dance." It was indeed an adventure."

Han Xuan held the cup and didn't speak, but his face gradually became serious and almost dignified.

Children are easy to be serious, and you still speak so directly.Shen Huiyi hit her husband secretly, grabbed a handful of winter dates and handed them to Han Xuan.

"Xiao Han, I told you before that every dance is a story. Telling these stories to everyone is the meaning of our dancers' existence." She paused and changed the subject: "But if there is One day, the way we tell it no longer appeals to the audience, so how long are these stories going to continue?"

"And you should have learned it in class. The current classical dance itself was established by the previous generation with reference to opera performances, martial arts, and ballet. Now it's just re-integrating opera, why can't it work?"

Shen Huiyi said slowly: "Your predecessors improved today's classical dance little by little according to historical records when the ancient Chinese dance was almost lost. It is also because of this that they will pay more attention to inheritance. But only inheritance is Not enough, so now you have to learn to innovate and learn to adapt to the development of the times, and then you can better inherit it and let more and more people see classical dance."

She looked at Han Xuan kindly, her gaze was like a torch, "Whether it's Yifan, you, or Wu Ke, there are talented people from generation to generation, I believe in you."

Huang Ruihe sat aside, silently watching his wife in front of him.

Years are ruthless, taking away her youth and beauty, but as long as classical dance is mentioned, even 50 years have passed, the light in her eyes is still blazing.

Who says time changes a person?Some things have long been engraved in the bones, and they cannot be washed away.

Not to mention Han Xuan, even Huang Yifan, who was originally full of thoughts, was deeply shocked by her, and the room fell into silence for a moment. After a while, Huang Yifan realized first, "Teacher, I, I admire you so much, real."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he broke the original serious atmosphere. This time, not only Shen Huiyi, but also Huang Ruihe was amused by him, "What's the use of admiration, don't think about eating meat every day, practice and study hard."

Huang Yifan smiled and answered yes.

Han Xuan's expression relaxed a little, and he said seriously to Shen Huiyi: "I understand, teacher, don't worry."

Shen Huiyi nodded approvingly: "I have always been very worried about you, if I really want to say I am worried... Yifan."

"Here!" Huang Yifan immediately sat up straight, and said courteously, "Teacher, are you tired? How about you and Teacher Huang rest first, and we won't bother you?"

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but Huang Ruihe stared back, "Leaving in such a hurry?"

"..." Huang Yifan was about to cry, and waved his hands again and again, "No, I'm afraid that it will affect the teacher's rest..."

"Hey, don't rely on me, I'm not tired yet." Shen Huiyi joked.

Huang Yifan opened his mouth, but didn't dare to say anything, and obediently sat aside to receive education.

Fortunately, the old man didn't intend to say more, and asked him straight to the point if he was ready for the selection of the dance theater next semester.

The originally relaxed nerves tensed instantly, he took a deep breath, and his tone was relaxed as usual: "Of course I'm ready, Han Xuan said that I'm going to the practice room all the time this semester."

Huang Ruihe didn't speak immediately, but stared at him for a long while, and then said seriously: "Practice hard, don't keep thinking about doing crooked ways."

The last few words fell into Huang Yifan's ears with indescribable sternness, and for a moment he was so overwhelmed that he didn't dare to look up.

He tried his best to play haha ​​as usual, but his heart was full of the panic of being seen through.

The tea set was standing quietly in the corner, and it suddenly emitted scorching heat, which made him restless.

He couldn't stay in such unbearable embarrassment, and after saying a few more words, he dragged Han Xuan away in a hurry without regard to politeness.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the two old men closed the door.

"Xiao Han, this kid, doesn't come here often, and brings things with him whenever he comes."

Shen Huiyi took the paper bag in the corner, opened it, and found two pairs of woolen knee pads, "I didn't have much money, so I didn't spend it on myself."

Huang Ruihe cleared the table and said: "The child is also a heart."

Shen Huiyi put the things back, looked at the tea set next to her, "Did Tingfang tell you?"

"I said that once, and I was blocked back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang.

Shen Huiyi picked it up and saw that it was Xie Tingfang.

She and Huang Ruihe looked at each other and pressed the answer button, "Tingfang, what's the matter?"

On the other end was a female voice that sounded a bit strong: "Second Aunt, Lele didn't cause you any trouble, did she?"

"How can I, sit for a while and leave."

Xie Tingfang immediately said: "Then I have to educate him when I come back, it's too rude, let him help Second Grandpa."

"It's okay, boys are all out, what's so good about education."

"Yeah, I run out every day," Xie Tingfang groaned, "I almost forgot, yesterday he went out all afternoon and bought a set of tea sets for the second grandpa and grandma. Have you received it?"

Sure enough.

Shen Huiyi's tone remained the same, but the smile on her face faded, "Got it, it's hard to care for the child."

She paused, then continued: "I think the packaging is quite expensive, right? Your second uncle and I already have two sets of tea sets, and we don't often have guests at home. One more set is a waste. I think someday I will let Le Le took it back, you can keep it for use.”

"Let's talk about it too. I said that your second grandpa's family has a tea set. Why do you still want to buy this? Lele won't listen, and insists on saying that this set is good. If not, I'll take it for you today." Xie Tingfang sighed helplessly. He breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really growing up too fast. A few years ago, I was still like a child, but this year it seems that I suddenly became sensible."

Shen Huiyi smiled: "Children grow up fast."

"Hey, as long as you like it," Xie Tingfang said without saying much, "I won't disturb your rest, and his father and I will come to visit some other day."

"You don't need to be so polite, as long as you are busy with work."

Xie Tingfang didn't expect to be blocked again in the end, and her tone was not so natural when she spoke again: "No delay, no delay. Then I'll hang up first, you two elders pay attention to your health."

Huang Ruihe's face was already dark, and when Shen Huiyi hung up the phone, she sneered, "Is he sensible this year? If he is really sensible, he shouldn't have brought the things over!"

Shen Huiyi wondered: "With Lele's grades, entering the dance theater is a sure thing. Why do you have to rely on relationships...just for an extra insurance?"

"With such a close relationship, why not use it?" Huang Ruihe scolded confused, "Just to occupy that recommendation spot, does it make any difference to Lele whether to recommend it or not?!"

"Why are you so angry." Shen Huiyi smiled and stroked his back: "As parents, they should worry about this, we understand."

Huang Ruihe turned his head when he heard this, and stared at her in disbelief: "You want to help with this?"

"-Understand, but don't support." Shen Huiyi blinked, with a hint of slyness in her smile, "Listen to what I have to say."

"..." Huang Ruihe's anger was half gone, and he flicked her forehead helplessly, "Don't make trouble."

"There will be a meeting to discuss in the opening of the academy, and we will see what everyone thinks when the time comes."

"Hmm." Shen Huiyi rubbed her forehead with her fingers.

"Does it hurt?" Huang Ruihe leaned over to take a look, the skin was slightly red from the blow, "I didn't control the force well."

He gently lifted his wife's face, his eyes focused on her.

At that moment, decades of years turned into nothingness, and they sat opposite each other, in their prime, just like classmates and teenagers.

Shen Huiyi closed her eyes, and rubbed her husband's warm palm with a smile.

"It doesn't hurt." She said softly.

The hands were pulled away immediately, and they clapped twice in disgust.

Huang Ruihe: "Did you have too much powder puff today?"

"……No!"

The author has something to say:

Lele is going to start blackening Lele!