The school grass is online

Chapter 182
Tang Xi, who was about to take a break, suddenly heard the notification tone of the mobile phone receiving a text message.

After clicking on it, I found that it was an anonymous text message, but the content was very concise.

Because of what happened in the morning, Tang Xi felt that she must be one of those crazy girls, and dragged her into the trash can without thinking about it.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Wang Yingxue came out of the dance practice room dripping with sweat.

"Star Movement" is a four-story single-family building, and it is Wang Jing's first pot of gold. A few years ago, in order to support her younger sister's career, she brought it under Wang Yingxue's name.

The dance practice room occupies about two-thirds of the space on the first floor and is divided into four independent classrooms, where they teach on weekdays.

The innermost position is Wang Yingxue's private space.

In front of the clean and bright mirror, Wang Yingxue practiced the dance steps that had been deeply rooted in her mind over and over again.

The toes are tapped lightly, and the arms are slowly opened from the chest. Such a gentle movement has a desperate determination.

At this time, she was like a colorful moth, longing for the scorching lights in the distance.

This is the perfect combination of classical dance and modern dance, which is her favorite feeling.

However, today she is not as selfless and focused as in the past. In the past, it only took two hours to complete the amount of training. Because of her distraction from time to time, it took twice as much time.

The long hair that was rolled up casually was loosened by her movements, and was softly attached to the sweaty forehead.

The slightly restless mood disrupted her dance steps, Wang Yingxue simply leaned against the mirror and sat there until eleven o'clock.

The summer breeze sneaked in through the cracks in the window, dancing lightly beside her.

The slightly cool feeling awakened Wang Yingxue, who was distracted, and secretly blamed herself for being distracted by such a trivial matter. She stood up neatly and took the towel beside her, and wiped the sweat stains on her forehead as she walked.

The whole building was so quiet that only the sound of her own footsteps could be heard. Thinking of the child who was supposed to be asleep, Wang Yingxue deliberately slowed down her pace.

Pushing open the half-covered door and pressing the switch next to it, Wang Yingxue saw the clothes that she didn't know what to do with.

Slumped down on the edge of the bed, and lightly covered with this handmade cheongsam of exquisite workmanship and materials, Wang Yingxue felt as if a pot of porridge was boiling in her heart, and she was extremely anxious.

Put your clothes in boxes and put them away in the corner of your closet.

It's such a rare job, it's a pity that she probably won't have the chance to wear it.

After a simple wash, Wang Yingxue lay on her back on the bed, recalling what happened in the past two days, only to feel that time really has uncontrollable power.

The children were right. What happened was not as simple as she said. She didn't want to deceive them, but she didn't know how to explain the coincidences in this world.

Back to Saturday morning, at the gate of Qingyuan Private Club.

For road idiots like Wang Yingxue, navigation is simply a kind of magical existence.

It's just that when high-tech is on strike, Wang Yingxue instantly has a sense of accomplishment in conquering the world after going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships and finally arriving at the agreed place.

However, God still felt that it was not enjoyable enough, so he planned to play tricks on Wang Yingxue on this sunny weekend.

Relying on her poor driving skills, Wang Yingxue took a lot of effort to drive her ostentatious sports car into the parking space.

(End of this chapter)