Watching the sea from the shore

Chapter 41 I like this kind of boy

In fact, the intensive training at the art examination institution is as boring as the school curriculum, except that it has changed from language and mathematics to vocal music, piano, music theory... I have to get up before dawn every morning to practice my voice, and no one will feel embarrassed on the playground. If the students next to me playing the tuba sax were louder, they would not be able to hear their own voices.

This is considered early self-study, after the teacher allowed them to have breakfast, they also lined up in the cafeteria and swiped their meal cards, but the variety was richer and the price was much more expensive.

Zhan Ping looked like she hadn't slept enough. While waiting in line, her chin rested on Ni Manhua's shoulder.Ni Manhua pushed her: "You have been practicing for so long just now, and you still haven't woken up?"

"I woke up. I had a sweet dream in the morning, and I'm going to reflect on it."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed that the school hired a handsome physical education teacher who hugged me from the waist down."

This was Zhan Pinghui's dream. Ni Manhua shook his head and pulled her away helplessly.She was reached in line, and Ni Manhua ordered a bowl of beef brisket noodles and an egg.

She took the dinner plate and found a seat to wait for Zhan Ping. When Zhan Ping sat down, Ni Manhua looked at her dinner plate and suspected that she was just too full to think about so many messy things in her mind every day.

One big meat bun, two big siomai, one chicken leg, two eggs, and a glass of milk.

Ni Manhua reminded her: "Eat quickly, we don't have much time."

Zhan Ping nodded, and after taking a sip of milk, she rolled up her sleeves and started to work, but after a few moments, a mid-spirited female voice came from the left: "Zhan Ping, Ni Manhua, what are you eating here?"

When Zhan Ping heard this voice, the hand holding the chopsticks trembled.This is their body teacher, a middle-aged woman in her thirties who usually has a straight face and rarely smiles.

She was sitting on the row of tables behind them, sitting with another male teacher.Just now, the classmates next to Ni Manhua finished eating and left, so she was allowed to see what they were eating.

The physical teacher's voice made other students in the cafeteria look over.The bodybuilding teacher criticized severely: "Zhan Ping, are those chicken legs? Look at what you eat and what I eat? You are still a person who has to take exams. If I don't take exams, I won't be as indulgent as you."

Zhan Ping looked at the food on her plate and said innocently: "But I'm still growing. Teacher, I'm not fat for photogenic purposes. Our vocal class doesn't need to be as strict as the watch class, right?"

"If you are not strict with yourself now, it will be society that will be strict with you in the future. And Ni Manhua, the egg whites are not enough for you? Eat less egg yolks during this period."

Ni Manhua lost a lot of egg yolks during the art exam and didn't lose a few pounds.She actually wanted to protest, saying that wasting food was more shameful than not losing weight, but she was not as fearless as Zhan Ping, and the gazes cast from all directions already made her feel like a pain in the back.

After finishing breakfast, the bodybuilding teacher was about to leave with the dinner plate. Seeing that they didn't move, he frowned and asked, "Still not leaving? Do you want to continue eating?"

Zhan Ping raised her hands and surrendered: "Let's go. Teacher, you go prepare lessons first. I just choked. Let's take a breath."

The two of them silently watched the physical teacher's leaving figure. After seeing her walk out of the cafeteria, Zhan Ping quickly ate the remaining food on the plate like a hungry wolf, not forgetting to urge Ni Manhua: "Eat quickly." Eat quickly and don't let any teacher see you later."

Ni Manhua nodded and ate the noodles in the bowl.A day's training was hard, and she didn't want to spend so much energy hungry. Nothing was as important as their bodies.

Both junior high and high school Ni Manhua studied in schools close to home, so she only experiences group life during training camps. She wakes up with everyone every day, goes to class together, eats together, and goes back to the dormitory to chat about gossip at night , fell asleep with tired laughter.

After all, training institutions charge expensive fees, and the hardware is not particularly bad. There is air conditioning in the dormitory, and hot water is supplied in the bathhouse until eleven o'clock. Ni Manhua feels that life is tired but fulfilling.

"The breath is not stable enough. In the evening class, everyone goes to the treadmill to practice their voices for half an hour."

"Is the classroom cold? The air conditioner is turned on to 30C° and there are still people hunching their necks. If that's the case, you can go to the playground and pay attention to your manners."

After a main class, she was exhausted, so Zhan Ping secretly took out her mobile phone and faced the wall to send a message: "Skinny Monkey asked us in the group how we were practicing, and said he was free on the weekend to come over and deliver stewed vegetables to us. We can't even get out. Go, he thinks he can get in?"

Ni Manhua looked around and used his body to help Zhan Ping block the phone: "Why do you still have a black phone? If you are seen, you won't be able to return to the dormitory on time tonight."

"It's okay, I'm just being careful. Lu Guanhai asked how you were doing, and I said you were doing very well, and there was a handsome young man who was attentive to you..."

"Don't talk nonsense, show me." Ni Manhua said and was about to grab Zhan Ping's mobile phone.Seeing her attitude, Zhan Ping quickly stopped her: "Auntie, please take it easy. You are afraid that people won't know that I have a mobile phone."

Zhan Ping gave her a strange look and carefully put the phone into her pocket.

In order to allow them to train with peace of mind, the teacher would put the mobile phones in the bag every morning and hand them out at noon. The same goes for them in the afternoon. They would hand them out during class and give them out at the end of class.

Ni Manhua sighed and decided to read the group messages after class.Ni Manhua has been having a headache these days because of the attentive boy Zhan Ping talks about.He was studying tuba in the next class. One day after school, he suddenly stopped Ni Manhua on the way to the cafeteria and said he wanted to get to know her.

This is also a bad fate. That day in the cafeteria, Ni Manhua and Zhan Ping were criticized in public by the physical education teacher. Many people were looking at them, and the classmate who played the tuba was one of them.But Ni Manhua has avoided him several times, but it seems to have no effect.

After evening classes in the evening, Ni Manhua took the mobile phone and took Zhan Ping back to the dormitory to wash up.They have a large bathhouse on the same floor. If you go there late, you will inevitably queue up.

Ni Manhua was a little tired today and wanted to end his rest early. He didn't want to be blocked by the boy playing the tuba downstairs again. The boy greeted them warmly and asked Ni Manhua if he wanted to listen to him play a piece of music: "Your QQ personalized signature is the lyrics of "Little Star", let me play "Little Star" for you."

Ni Manhua didn't like familiar people very much. She had been working with music all day and wanted to be quiet now.

Zhan Ping laughed loudly: "Return to the little star? Why don't you blow up the red sun?"

Ni Manhua pinched Zhan Ping, and then heard the other party's serious reply: "I think "Little Star" is more romantic."

Ni Manhua shook his head and pulled Zhan Ping around him: "If you read its lyrics carefully, you will find that it is actually a sad song."

"Then what do you like?" the boy asked reluctantly.

"What I don't like."

The boy caught up and said, "I know you don't like me, so tell me what kind of boy you like, and I'll lean on you."

Ni Manhua rarely saw such a stubborn boy and found it a bit funny: "I don't like art candidates. I like people who are good at reading, playing well, and being well-mannered in dealing with others. It's best to talk less, every sentence The words are useful, can you do it?"

Ni Manhua finished speaking with a smile, then gave the boy who was stunned meaningfully a look, and pulled Zhan Ping towards the dormitory.

This first sentence is already a powerful tool to cut off the bad relationship. The art exam and the college entrance exam are imminent. He won't become a cultural student just for this person who has only known each other for a few days, right?
It was only after Ni Manhua grew up that he realized that rejecting someone doesn't require vicious and cruel words. If you give him a choice and let him weigh the pros and cons, he will naturally give up.

(End of this chapter)