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Seeing Ren Yingying acting like a young lady and refusing to get on the bus, the driver, Uncle Tian, ​​was very embarrassed.

It’s just a car, what can he do?
However, he was not in trouble for long.

Ren Jingshu threw Ren Yingying's schoolbag out of the car, "If you don't want to sit, then you can take a taxi back."

After saying that, under Ren Yingying's disbelieving eyes, she slammed the car door.

Uncle Tian looked at Ren Yingying outside the car, then at Ren Jingshu inside the car, and suddenly said: "Ah, it turns out that the second lady wants to take a taxi herself. Second lady, you can go to the street corner and take a taxi. There are more taxis over there."

After saying that, without waiting for Ren Yingying to respond, she turned around and got into the cab, started the car and left.

The whole process takes no more than five seconds.

By the time Ren Yingying came to her senses, the car had already driven about ten meters away and sprayed exhaust fumes all over her face.

"Ah! Ahhh!!"

Ren Yingying was so angry that she went crazy and kicked her schoolbag away.

The schoolbag drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air. By chance, it fell into the ditch and went with the water.

"My bag!"

After being stunned for two seconds, she realized that the schoolbag was hers! It also contains her wallet and various small items she likes.

Through the rear window, she saw Ren Yingying jumping down into the ditch to pick up her schoolbag. Ren Jingshu laughed so hard.

Uncle Tian also saw this scene in the rearview mirror and said with some worry: "Miss, why don't you go back and pick up the second miss? The second miss doesn't know how to swim. What if..."

"You go back and take her home. I'll go to the dance studio."

Seeing Ren Jingshu get out of the car and leave without looking back, Uncle Tian sighed, turned the car around and went back to take over Ren Yingying.

……

Ren Jingshu stopped when passing by a stall selling multigrain pancakes.

Under Ren's mother's strict discipline, she had never bought anything to eat from a roadside stall.

"Girl, let's have some pancakes. They're cheap, affordable and delicious."

Under the enthusiastic recommendation of the landlady, Ren Jingshu bought a multi-grain pancake.

The quantity of pancakes clearly exceeded her expectations. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to finish them, the boss thoughtfully helped her cut them in half into two pieces.

After getting into the taxi, Ren Jingshu gave a piece of pancake to the driver and asked him to eat it together.

Unable to refuse the hospitality, the driver found a shady place to park the car and ate with Ren Jingshu. After eating, he drove Ren Jingshu to his destination.

Probably to thank Ren Jingshu for the half piece of pancake, the taxi driver had excellent timing. When he arrived at the place, Ren Jingshu had just finished the pancake in his hand.

……

After changing into her practice clothes, Ren Jingshu did not start immediately, but walked slowly along the dance practice room.

She didn't actually want to practice dancing, she just wanted to find an excuse not to go home.

If you go back at this time, you will inevitably face a chaotic situation.

She is not afraid of facing criticism from her parents, but she just doesn't want her good mood to be ruined, even if it's just a short-term happiness.

The pancakes at the roadside stall tasted much better than she expected, but they were a bit salty. She would have to ask the landlady to put less sauce next time.

Next time I'll try the bean noodles and ask Zhao Yun to come with me, so I don't have to worry about not finishing the food and wasting it.

She will never tolerate Ren Yingying again in the future. She is a sister, and her eldest sister is like a mother. If Ren Yingying dares to provoke her in the future, she will teach him how to behave like she did today.

I wasn't in the mood to practice dancing at first, but after walking a few laps, I suddenly felt interested again.

Ren Jingshu raised her hand and jumped up without even playing the music.

Spin, jump, backflip.

Ren Jingshu did every movement very casually, completely abandoning technique and sense of design, and only danced according to her own wishes. She danced until she was sweating profusely and couldn't dance anymore, then she stopped, holding on to the barre and panting.

"Clap clap clap!"

The sudden applause shocked Ren Jingshu.

Turning around, I saw a group of men and women with good looks and temperament standing outside the door of the dance practice room.

Among them were her dance class teacher and the director of the training class.

"Classmate Ren, come here."

After being summoned by the dean, Ren Jingshu straightened her appearance before walking towards the group.

"Dean He, Teacher Wan."

Dean He put his arm around her shoulder and introduced a young woman with outstanding temperament, "This is one of the outstanding students in our training class, Ren Jingshu, who is the runner-up in this city dance competition."

"Jingshu, this is Teacher Ai Qingai. I don't need to say more about her glorious achievements, right? There is an entire wall in our dance studio dedicated to her introduction."

Ren Jingshu looked at the elegant and beautiful woman and was so excited that she could not speak.

She felt that the other person looked familiar just now, but she didn't dare to think about it at all.

Ai Qing is a national first-class actor and principal dancer of the Central Song and Dance Troupe. He has won gold medals and championships in many important dance competitions at home and abroad. He is the first dancer to dance solo in the Spring Festival Gala and is an associate professor of classical dance at the Capital Dance Academy.

At the same time, he is also her idol.

"Jingshu, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and say hello to Teacher Ai. Are you so happy?"

After Teacher Wan reminded Ren Jingshu, he explained to Ai Qing on her behalf: "Jingshu has always regarded you as an idol. Even your locker and bedroom have posters of your performances, saying that she wants to learn from you."

"Hello, Teacher Ai, I particularly like your two works "Spring" and "Peacock Flies Southeast"."

As he spoke, he bowed to express his respect.

Ai Qing helped her up, took her arm and took a look, nodded and praised: "Not bad, she is a good dancer."

Dean He took advantage of the situation and asked Ai Qing to give Ren Jingshu a few words of advice.

"Okay."

Seeing Ai Qing readily agreeing, both the dean and teachers looked happy, but Ren Jingshu was filled with nervousness and apprehension.

She was just dancing wildly. If she had known she would meet her idol, she would have danced seriously.

"I watched the second half of your dance just now. Although the dance was very casual and the movements were irregular, it showed a kind of lonely and decisive artistic conception. It was very contagious and made me feel that I am here to stay here for you. It’s worth a few minutes.”

Everyone thought that Ai Qing would make a few official remarks, but unexpectedly, the other party commented very seriously and gave Ren Jingshu high praise.

Dean He and Teacher Wan were surprised and happy, while Ren Jingshu was confused.

Growing up, teachers and judges even commented on her dancing: her skills were impeccable, but she lacked anything that could impress people.

Including the last city dance competition, it was also because of this reason that he lost to the championship.

She had been confused and painful about this, but she could never grasp what the emotional point the teacher was talking about was.

She is obviously very serious and devoted, and tries her best to perform, but it is always unsatisfactory.

But she never imagined that her random dance would be praised by her idol?
The chaotic brain seemed to see the sun through the clouds, and a glimmer of light rose in the darkness.

"I am also one of the judges at the National Youth Dance Competition in October. I am looking forward to your performance. Come on."

"Thank you, Teacher Ai, I will."

The encouragement from idols is as effective as a panacea for the young Ren Jingshu.

At this moment, the seeds of dreams took root and sprouted in my heart.

Teacher Wan quickly returned to the dance practice room and pulled Ren Jingshu, who couldn't contain her excitement and curiosity, "Tell the teacher, what's going on? Why did you suddenly become enlightened? The dance you just performed was completely different. The state of people is completely different from usual." (End of this chapter)