When going to the art center to report at the time notified, Han Xiaotu accidentally saw Liu Lulu's figure. After the two communicated, they found out that Liu Lulu had also signed up for the dance troupe.

It's best to practice with people you know.

After rehearsing with all the registered students under the guidance of the dance teacher, Han Xiaotu realized how far behind he was from them.

Although she is not a professional dancer either, at least the girl's body is soft enough to do splits at the lower back, and she can learn the dance moves taught by the teacher two or three times.

But as for her herself, not only did her movements become stiff, but she also forgot the former after learning the latter, and she couldn't coherent at all.

Fortunately, the instructor is very kind, knowing that Han Xiaotu likes to dance, he didn't remove her from the list.

After practicing for a few days, Han Xiaotu was finally able to keep up with the beat and blend in with the crowd without feeling awkward. As long as there were no mistakes during the performance, there would be no problem.

When Han Xiaotu was rehearsing, Nangong Zeye appeared in the practice room.

Therefore, all the girls in the practice room were at a loss the moment they saw Nangong Sawano.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

When Han Xiaotu saw the young master coming, he immediately ran over.

"Look at you."

The young master replied as a matter of course.

"Oh!" Han Xiaotu seemed to be encouraged, and his mood suddenly went up several levels.

"Then why are you still standing here? Hurry up and go back to rehearse."

The young master sat down on the seat next to him, and with a wink, Han Xiaotu quickly returned to his seat.

Perhaps because of the young master's presence, the few girls whose movements were clearly sloppy during the practice just now seemed to be different people, their movements were precise and not procrastinated at all.

This made Han Xiaotu, who was already a little behind them, stand out abruptly.

Han Xiaotu noticed that the young master's complexion is getting worse...

Sure enough, after finishing the practice, Han Xiaotu was called over by the young master.

"Han Xiaotu, if you embarrass me at the party, you will die."

Seeing Han Xiaotu's dance results in the past few days, Nangong Zeye couldn't help but sweat for her. How did the teacher agree with her to stay in the dance troupe with this level of dancing?

"..."

Han Xiaotu felt the young master's deep contempt for her, and nodded silently.

"Lulu dances really well!"

Han Xiaotu looked at Liu Lulu who was still practicing, and secretly sighed.

"Is that so, sir?"

While envious, he did not forget to ask the young master for his opinion.

"She dances the best."

The young master summed it up concisely.

"Hey—" Han Xiaotu sighed, mourning for his gap.

"But you're the worst dancer."

"..."

Although this is the truth, but when the young master said it in such a contemptuous tone, Han Xiaotu suddenly felt that his image was much smaller.

"I am leaving."

After the young master finished speaking, he left, and Han Xiaotu continued to practice there.

After the dance teacher announced the end of the practice, Han Xiaotu and Liu Lulu went back to the teaching building side by side.

"Lulu, have you ever learned to dance before?"

Han Xiaotu was amazed by Liu Lulu's dancing posture and asked curiously.

"No." Liu Lulu replied.

"Then how do you dance so well? It feels super soft. Every movement is so perfect."

"I'm just average in dancing. How can it be as good as you said?"

"Why not! Even the young master said that you are the best dancer!"

"Master?" Liu Lulu's expression suddenly lit up, "Did you really say that, Master?"

"Of course! Why should I lie to you! Besides, the young master seldom praises others."

Han Xiaotu was talking to herself, and didn't notice Liu Lulu's overjoyed expression.

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